Chapter 220 In the picture scroll, Su Ting's thoughts
It's a secluded place.
The feng shui here is very good, which is conducive to cultivation.
There was originally a spirit here, very fierce, almost a demon, comparable to the Venerable, but it was sent away by Su Ting.
It is precisely because of this spirit that there are no other spirits in all the surrounding three or five miles, and it will not attract cultivators from all sides.
Although this place is conducive to cultivation, almost none of the cultivators who come to participate in the grand event, except for Su Ting, can practice in this world with peace of mind.
"Let them fight for life and death, but I will investigate the falsehood and practice in peace. ”
Su Ting let out such a sigh, although what he learned was the true transmission of the Daomen Thunder Department, but he had the charm of a high-ranking monk, for this reason, he praised himself in his heart.
So he chewed on the humanoid He Shou Wu again, closed his eyes and calmed down, and began to practice.
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And in the outside world.
I saw a cyan bird, spreading its wings and flying high, looking down in all directions.
Under the bird, there seems to be a white egg, but when you look closely, it looks like a bead, clinging to the bird's belly.
Under the bird's claws, there is a thin white snake, the whole body is white, like jade.
A blue bird, flying through the air, and catching a white snake.
This is normal predation.
The white eggs attached to the bird's belly may seem a little strange, but in the eyes of the monks, it is not a strange thing.
This blue bird is the illusion of the elf, as for the white egg under the belly, it is the wind bead, and under its claws is the little white snake.
At this time, Su Ting was in retreat, and the elf was searching for news from all parties for him, so as to avoid waiting for Su Ting to leave the customs, his eyes were black, and he didn't know the situation.
At that time, when Su Ting was ordering, the elf was extremely angry, and only when Su Ting, who was full of bad water, wanted to use her as a pathfinder.
But Su Ting's explanation and a little praise made her feel that what Su Ting said was not bad.
What Su Ting said was that he finally told the truth once. ”
The elf remembered Su Ting's previous words, and he still felt the same way and was very satisfied.
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"Little girl, you are a natural elf, born with wings, you can fly, and the wind beads can also take you to fly, so it is not easy for these young generation of cultivators to catch you. ”
"Only a character at the level of a Cloud Trace Daoist can soar through the clouds and fog, but if he can fly into the sky, he may not be able to catch a smart and clever character like you, right?"
"What's more, these cultivators want to hunt the fierce monsters that once caused trouble to the Great Zhou Imperial Court, and you are so good-looking, obviously not those fierce monsters...... When those people see you, as long as you properly use the breath-gathering method that I passed on to you, and restrain your breath, those fools will only treat you as a creature that grew up from here, and they won't do anything to you easily, after all, it will offset ten times the gain, and if you kill the wrong one, you will lose ten times, how distressed will they be?"
"What's more, you are so powerful, and there is a mount Little White Snake that can match others, except for someone Su, who can beat you?"
"If it weren't for your special identity and being born a god, I'm afraid you could try to compete with Su for the top spot in this event. ”
"Actually, I, Su, am also quite fortunate that I didn't become an opponent with you. ”
"But I don't want you to be lonely, I'll let you go out today, show your style, and find out all the surrounding conditions, let me be amazed?"
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It was just these words that made the elf's heart bloom.
It's just that the fly in the ointment is that Su Ting is too shameless, obviously inferior to himself, and he has to die to save face and be compared with his own god fetus.
"If I were a cultivator, you wouldn't be able to compete with me. ”
The elf secretly said in his heart: "Moreover, what does it mean that you have to pay ten times for killing the wrong one? I was born as a god fetus, who can afford to pay for it? What's more, who can kill me in this grand event?"
Thinking like this, she imitated Su Ting's past behavior, tilted her head slightly, and snorted.
She thought so, so she sighed and looked down.
There seems to be movement down there again.
"That guy, isn't he a Daoist?"
The elf was slightly surprised, and after a closer look, he saw that the killing Taoist was cold, full of killing intentions, and everywhere he passed, killing endlessly.
And on the token on the waist of the Killing Daoist, there were already twenty-three different wisps of breath entwined.
This symbolizes that the Taoist killed the twenty-three monsters.
And one of them is very strong.
Most of the owners of this breath have become demons.
That is to say, before killing the Taoist, he killed a monster!
The elf was slightly shocked in his heart, and said secretly: "So powerful? Even the monster has been killed by him?"
Thinking like this, she tightened her grip on her paws.
The little white snake was in pain and struggled slightly.
The elf lowered his head and said softly, "Can you beat him?"
The little white snake looked at the person below, and then the snake swallowed and shook his head slightly.
The elf was also expected, although this little white snake was killed from a crowd of Gu snakes, reborn, and had extraordinary skills, and was already able to rival the Venerable Master, but it became an outlier of the monsters, which was at the same level as the Venerable Master.
Killing a Taoist is equivalent to killing a Venerable Master.
The little white snake is comparable to the Venerable Master, comparable to a monster, but it is limited to this, and it can't fight this killing Taoist who can kill monsters.
"Since we can't beat it, let's go. ”
The elf said this, and was about to flapp his wings and leave.
Suddenly, she felt a slight chill in her heart, as if there was a cold sword blade pointing at herself.
Between the mountains and forests below, after killing a spirit monster, it seemed that there was a snooping eye, and when he looked up, he saw the blue sky and white clouds, as if there was nothing.
But the cultivator's gaze is sharper than that of the falcon.
The Killing Daoist immediately saw a blue bird in the sky, grabbing a white snake and flying across the sky.
The blue bird has an ordinary breath, and its appearance is not bad, not like a fierce beast.
The main thing is that it flies too high and is not easy to take.
Unaffected, the Killing Daoist retracted his gaze, ignored it, and ran to another place.
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The elf breathed a sigh of relief, carried the little white snake, and flew around, watching the movements of all sides.
She saw Du Heng.
She also saw other Venerable Masters who had cultivated to the Yin God.
Almost all of these Venerable Masters were on their own, killing everywhere.
But there are also people like Du Heng, who gather people from all walks of life and work together.
Not only were the Venerable Master, but there were also some of them who did not reach the human realm, but they still cohesively gathered and with the large number of people, they possessed the ability to make the Venerable Master fearful.
The pattern of all parties is also changing.
Many originally inconspicuous characters have shown their unique skills and become dazzling parties.
And the prey in the mountains is gradually decreasing as time progresses.
Among them, there are also people who are destroyed by the "prey", which inspires the token to save their lives and withdraw from this picture.
During this period, there were also many people, in order to kill the spirits, conflicting with each other, fierce fighting, the losing side was supported by tokens, so that they could not die, but they were also sent out of the picture scroll.
Such scenes keep happening.
In the middle of the picture, there is more and more chaos.
And Su Ting is still in retreat.
In this tense atmosphere and fierce competition, Su Ting seemed to be the only person who was able to calm down.
And the elf saw a detail in the battle, and suddenly realized: "I understand, it turns out that the big bull Daoist is holding this bad idea?"