"It's so fragrant~"

As soon as Mo Lan was released, she couldn't help but sigh. In her eldest brother's ring, she and the little white bird feel the same, the fragrance is fragrant, and people can't help themselves.

"Na~"

Wang Yizhi took out two "potpourri", one handed to Mo Lan, and the other was thrown to the little white bird.

The two of them sat on the top of the peak, looking at the green and endless mountains, rivers and forests behind them, all without words, just watching.

It was as if they had seen far, far away, out of their sight, in the deepest part of the Spirit Beast Forest, Huang Hua'er, the first beast master of this endless forest, was fighting for them, bleeding and wounded for them.

"She's alright, where are we?"

For a long time, Wang Yizhi did not break the silence and asked a question that Mo Lan also wanted to know.

"It's okay for the time being, "Longyang City" is a million miles away from the "Moon Peak"

The little white bird's eyes were blank, it was a strong person in the Qi Transformation Realm, and its little brother had only spied half a step, at this time the little white bird didn't know that her little brother didn't tell it the truth, afraid that it would be uncomfortable, and planned to wait for it to come back again, so that it wouldn't be too uncomfortable.

"I'm grass~"

Wang Yi's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets, and in an instant, it was a span of thousands of miles, faster than the teleportation array, and there was no spatial fluctuation.

"What's wrong? Big brother"

Mo Lan didn't know why, she didn't know much about the Spirit Beast Forest, and she was even more unheard of about the little white bird's "Great Law of Self-Space Transfer", so she was naturally confused. For Wang Yizhi's "I grass" mantra, she has always been particularly disgusted, because it was Wang Yizhi who said it, and it was also a sigh tone, she didn't know how, but she found that she was not disgusted, but she also wanted to say, but she didn't have a chance to use it, especially if she was still a little girl, anyway, she just felt that her big brother looked very bold, all of them were true temperament, there was no vulgarity at all, she liked it very much, and her eyes were full of worship.

"It's nothing, we can get to "Longyang City" in another month, and we will be safe in time!" Wang Yizhi said and took out a "hundred flower fruit"

Click~

Click~

Crisp, melt in the mouth, melt into the tongue, the fragrance permeates the surroundings, the rich spiritual power spreads everywhere, the small stone peak, and the kung fu is full of rich fruity fragrance for a while.

"It's delicious, big brother, what kind of fruit is this, Mo Lan has never eaten it"

Mo Lan said, a pair of beautiful eyes flashed with tears, and she cried directly as she spoke

"Woo woo woo~"

"Don't cry, don't cry, big brother still has it here, don't cry"

Wang Yizhi was a little at a loss, took out a "hundred flowers" and shook it in front of Mo Lan's eyes, not knowing what words to say to comfort.

"Snort~"

Mo Lan laughed, and her slender jade fingers gently pushed Wang Yizhi.

"Be careful~" The little white bird's divine sense passed on the two of them, and the red and blue light around them was flourishing, and it was like a red dot in the night, which was particularly abrupt.

"Can you keep a low profile?"

"Whoa, sorry, forgot"

The little white bird smiled awkwardly, and quickly put away the exaggerated two-color feathers, turning back to its original white appearance, if it was not voluntary or the divine sense was exhausted, it would definitely not change back.

"Since you don't eat it, Lao Dao has to test the poison"

Wang Yizhi's self-perceived "Slightly Moving to the Sky" is used, holding the black stick tightly in his right hand, leaving pieces of black afterimage behind him.

"Hmm~"

With a light hand, the "Hundred Flowers" that Wang Yizhi was about to take back the ring suddenly disappeared.

"Click~Wow, it's delicious~"

A middle-aged man in a black robe has his back to everyone, standing on the top of the stone peak, looking up at the moon and the stars, the exaggerated dubbing when eating, the exaggerated shouting, the call that has never seen the world, it is difficult to connect the person who speaks with the transcendent back of the world standing proudly in front of him, looking up at the starry sky and the moonlight.

"Senior, I don't know what you are?"

Wang Yizhi swallowed his saliva, and the other party could take away the "Hundred Flower Fruit" in his hand unconsciously under his ghostly footsteps, which is enough to show that even if the other party is not the legendary Qi Transformation Realm powerhouse, at least he is a Spirit Transformation Realm powerhouse, which is enough for him to look up.

This is Wang Yizhi's first close contact with a strong person in the Spirit Realm who can release spiritual power, although the other party is intentionally restrained, but the oppression of the momentum can be truly felt.

"Hmm~ Don't run in a hurry, the old way has no malice, it's just a lack of apprentices, this time I went out to find a boy with good bones and be the heir to the mantle. ”

"Tsk~" A "hundred flowers" is only two mouthfuls, the middle-aged man in the robe began to pick his teeth contentedly, very enjoyable, as if he had long eyes behind his back, and saw the eyes of Wang Yizhi behind him signaling the little white bird to run quickly, although there was no movement between the words, but it was still scared Wang Yizhi, the little white bird and Mo Lan did not dare to make further movements, and he bit the word "boy" very tightly, as if hinting.

Wang Yizhi didn't know if the little white bird could continue to launch the "Self-Spatial Transfer Dafa", but it would require a breath of strength, which might sound very short, but in front of the Spirit Transformation Realm powerhouse who was close to them, it was enough to make them die ten times.

"Very good, the old Tao is the first stick in a thousand cities, people give the title of Master Meng, it's just a title, you just call it"

Master Meng nodded, brushed his sleeves, and turned around to reveal a blood-red face with the red glow of the early sun on the horizon, which frightened Mo Lan to stand on end with hairs all over her body, and grabbed Wang Yizhi's arm on the side.

"My grass, brother, are you a monkey butt eating alone"

The little white bird was originally quite nervous, but it was really unbearable to face the red face of the old man, and he couldn't control his heart and that annoying mouth, which Wang Yizhi deeply understood.

"What do you mean?"

Wang Yizhi instinctively asked.

"—Became a fine"

"Puff~"

Wang Yizhi and Mo Lan couldn't help laughing.

"You ......"

The black-robed Taoist who claimed to be Master Meng glanced at them with angry eyes, and his laughter stopped abruptly, he pointed to Wang Yizhi, who was covering his mouth and smiling hard, and his fingers trembled and said, "Boy, is this adding nectar to it?"

"The boy doesn't have it, it's called "Hundred Flowers" and is raised by nectar watering."

Wang Yizhi doesn't know much about "Hundred Flowers", far less than the beast master Huang Hua'er, but the introduction of Di 11 is too one-sided.

"Receive~"

Just a few breaths, with a roar from Master Meng, the face that was originally as red as the butt of a spirit monkey gradually returned to normal, and the dismal appearance of a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard made people feel the urge to throw a spirit stone to reward one or two just by looking at it.

"It's amazing, it's worth it, it's worth it, hahahaha~"

Master Meng looked up to the sky and smiled and continued:

"The empty dantian immediately recovered seventy-seven-eighty-eight, not bad, good, kid, take another one, no, no, take two, and leave one for your future master."

"You said the dantian is empty?"

Not only Wang Yizhi, Mo Lan and the little white bird all have a feeling of being played, but they are forced by the other party to recover a seven, seven, eighty, eight,

"Yes, if it weren't for your master's superb skills, I don't know how long it would take to climb this hundred-mile peak, and you and I don't know when we will see each other if we miss this time."

Looking at the young man who was walking towards him step by step, he couldn't see through the slightest, although the masked Master Meng could still feel his heroic posture from the ordinary teenager, and the unruliness between his eyebrows could not escape his eyes, the more Master Meng looked at it, the more satisfied he became, nodded with satisfaction, and wore a deep dress sideways, waiting for his apprentice's worship ceremony.

"Bang~"

The black stick in Wang Yizhi's hand was raised high, and it slammed towards the back of Master Meng's head in the silent stop of Little White Bird and Mo Lan.

"Ah~"

Master Meng's majestic posture fell to the ground in response, if Wang Yizhi hadn't grabbed it, he would have fallen down and been freed.

"Bang Bang Bang~"

One after another dull sounds, Wang Yiyi rolled up his sleeves and cursed while beating: "Your uncle, let you deceive Lao Tzu, let you pretend, let you rely on the old and sell the old, let your master and mother, Lao Tzu is not finished with you today, and you also have a wife?"

"Boom~"

Wang Yizhi was knocked away by the powerful spiritual power, and his body flew backwards, but fortunately, the little white bird resisted in time, otherwise it was only a matter of time before he fell to the peak.

"Boy, it's okay for you to beat Master, because Master did not do it right before, and it's okay for you to scold Master, because Master took your spirit fruit to recover his strength, but you said that your Master doesn't have a wife, absolutely not, this is a matter of principle"

Master Meng touched the blood stains left on the back of his head, shook his head, and when Little White Bird and Mo Lan thought that he was going to be unfavorable to them, Master Meng snatched Wang Yizhi from the claws of Little White Bird, and two small holes were broken in his back.

Seeing Master Meng staring at his fine eyes, Wang Yizhi swallowed vaguely.

"Unless you add more spiritual fruits, as long as you add more spiritual fruits, in the future, whether your master and I have a wife, you can say casually, as long as there are enough spiritual fruits, what does it matter if the child is mine or not"

At the end of speaking, Master Meng looked up to the sky and sighed profoundly, as if this would make the injury of the wind in the back of his head better.

"Now, three"

Wang Yizhi's generosity and boldness exceeded Master Meng's expectations, and the little white bird on the side secretly gave Wang Yizhi a thumbs up, and those who know the times are handsome, and people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

It's just that Mo Lan on the side looked at Wang Yizhi's respectful gesture of bowing down with both hands with big eyes, and the look of loss flashed in his eyes.

"Boy, you're not going to poison you, are you?"

For this young man who dares to do black things to himself, Master Meng doesn't dare to be careless, if he doesn't have too much strength over the other party, it is estimated that he will really capsize in the gutter, and this young man seems to have many spiritual fruits that surpass the higher grades, plus he can't see through it, Master Meng doesn't dare to act rashly, he has to be vigilant to deal with it, a careless one may greet him will be a catastrophe related to life and death, this is Master Meng's valuable experience of escaping death many times.