The crane obediently followed by his side, shooting a real person, and slowly approached the frank.

You are a snake spirit, you have a Neidan in your body? Gu shot the real person's eyes are colorless, people are like dead wood, and the words spoken are dry and cold.

He couldn't help but go backwards, he didn't know how Gu Shot Zhenren was going to deal with him.

He retreated to the edge of the pool and held the turtle to his chest, as if to protect himself.

Don't be afraid, I'm just a real person, I'm just here to find the snow spirit. My donkey has escaped, do you know where it is?

Prince Xiaolong said, does he know where the snow spirit is, I don't know, I only know that he used to use a donkey to catch a turtle.

Gu shot the real person and looked back, and said, you are a fox, and you have never done anything harmful. His finger was pointing at Leng Chunqiu.

You are a little dragon, from the East China Sea, the heir of the dragon family, and your finger is the little dragon prince.

You are a monk. Pointing to the bald monk, Gu shot the real person and turned his head, groaned slightly, and said, Your master is a happy ancestor, I remember seeing you somewhere in the three mountains and ten continents.

You are a bat, the guardian of the Nine-Tailed Fox King's Fuzi Gate. The finger is pointing at Liu Chengyin.

You are a yellow warbler, and you have a strong demonic aura on your body. The finger is pointing at the yellow warbler.

You are a Taoist priest, and your master is the Heavenly Venerable of Suffering.

You are a swordsman, but your level of cultivation is still too low. I'm afraid it's only to the extent that you can turn your sword into a pill and fly your edgeworth.

You are, Gu shot the finger of the real person, and it was Wu Zhen who pointed at it.

You're human, but I always find it a little strange. There is a thin layer of black gas. Odd.

Jiang Feng said, real person, since you know the whereabouts of the snow spirit, you don't ask him.

Jiang Feng's eyes were glaring, but the subtext of this sentence was, when you finish asking, I will kill him with a flying sword.

Not busy. It's still a bland word.

Wu Zhen felt uncomfortable like he had never felt before, and secretly asked himself in his heart, could this be an immortal. In the books I have seen, the immortals described are all fairy wind bones and pine crane figures. This immortal, how can it always make people shudder.

Leng Chunqiu pulled Wu Zhen away, and the two of them whispered behind the others.

Leng Chunqiu said, Brother Wu, do you know that this aunt shoots a real person?

Wu Zhendao, I don't know.

"Zhuangzi" once mentioned that this Gu shot real person, living in the mountain of Gu shooting, skin like ice and snow, like a virgin. Do not eat grains, suck wind and drink dew, ride the clouds, fly the dragon, and swim beyond the four seas. Obviously he is talking about a woman, but why is today's immortal a man? Changchun Ziqiu also described this Gu Zheng real person, who is beautiful and noble. Leng Chunqiu's eyes crossed the crowd and looked at Gu Zheng fixedly.

One thing is certain. It's Gu Shot real people who are related to snow, and even the god of snow.

What do you mean by that?

There are three gods of snow in the heavenly realm, Gu Shot Zhenren, Zhou Qiongji, and Dong Shuangcheng. Zhou Qiongji is in charge of Furong City, Dong Shuangcheng is in charge of the snow storage glass bottle, the bottle contains several pieces of snow, every time the clouds are dense, Gu shoots the real person with a golden chopstick to knock out a piece of snow, the next foot of snow. Therefore, the snow spirit has been with the master for a long time, and has also learned some snowy fur spells.

Brother Leng has a wide range of knowledge, but there are still small flaws?

I don't know when, the second-hand Taoist has already walked to the two of them.

"The Yellow Emperor" records that Liegu shot the mountain in the Haihe Continent, and there were gods on the mountain, sucking wind and drinking dew, not eating grains, and the heart was like an abyssal spring, shaped like a virgin. It's just like a virgin, how can you ever say that she is indeed a woman?

Leng Chunqiu said, what Brother Dao said is reasonable, but in my opinion, today's Gu shoots real people, but it is strange.

Where's the weirdness?," the second-hand Taoist asked.

Brother Wu also said, what a fairy should look like, I saw Gu shooting a real person, although his eyes were like a divine spring, but it was a feeling that he couldn't see through, rather than being quiet, and sometimes there was a snatched light, as if a beast saw food. Listening to the real person of Gu Shot, the dryness was unusually dry and emotionless. Is this what a god should look like?

The second-hand Taoist was asked, although he had some knowledge and some second-hand knowledge, if he said what a real immortal should look like, he couldn't figure it out.

The bald monk walked over, with a very strange expression on his face, his mouth crooked, and motioned for everyone to go over and take a closer look.

At this time, Gu Ran and Ran were only two steps away, and Ran fell to the ground, and the turtle had already let go. Gu Zhenren stretched out a left hand and pointed his index finger at his forehead at a very slow speed.

Fell to the ground and turned into a long snake.

Gu shot the real person with the index finger of his left hand and cut open the abdomen of the frank man, and the blood flowed down the real person's fingers, forming a line, and then flowing from the line into a piece.

The thumb and forefinger pinched a round thing, it was none other than the frank Nedan.

Gu Zheng Zhenren still had blood on his hands, he shook off the frank Nedan, opened his mouth, and swallowed Nedan.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

There was a sweat on Jiang Feng's back, which slowly flowed down, like a cold snake.

After eating the frank Neidan, Gu shot the real person, turned the turtle over, opened his mouth, and spit out a small yellow pill, the small pill dripped, and flew to the turtle's chest, from top to bottom, only one stroke, the turtle's chest and abdomen have been dissected, and blood flowed out.

Gu Zhan Zhenren rummaged in his chest and abdomen with his left hand again, and found a round bead, but it was red, pinched with his index finger and thumb, and slowly raised it to his chest, he glanced back at Wu Zhen and the others. It's like sweeping through a group of dead bodies.

Prince Xiaolong said, real person, the turtle ate the white snake, it was poisonous, and it couldn't be eaten.

You can't eat it, but I can eat it.

After eating the Nedan of Frank Ran and the turtle, Gu shot a real man and breathed a sigh of relief. Appear contented. But he walked in front of Huang Ying, Huang Ying's expression changed in fright, and he trembled. Gu shot the eyes of the real person, like a knife sweeping over the yellow warbler. Huang Ying fell to the ground.

The bald monk rushed over and inserted himself between Gu Shot Zhenren and Huang Ying.

Amitabha, why do real people need to deal with this demon bird?

Gu Zheng Zhen licked her lips. Ignore the yellow warbler anymore.

Wu Zhenleng Chunqiu and the others looked at each other, unspeakably terrifying, feeling that they were not facing a real person, but really a demon.

Gu shot a real humane, this time looking for snow spirits, but I didn't expect to get rid of two monsters here. You are witnesses, too.

Aren't you looking for the snow spirit, Zhenren, why didn't you ask about the whereabouts of the snow spirit before killing Su Ran? Jiang Feng stepped forward and asked.

Eventful. Gu shot the real person glared angrily.

Jiang Feng's eyes were stubborn and he caught up.

Cranes.

Gu shot the real person raised his legs and straddled the crane's back.

How can I deal with you?

Gu shot a real person on a crane and flew into the sky.

The sun was sinking in the west, and the weak golden light shone between the wings of the crane, and in a few moments, there was a black spot left in the sky.

Everyone suddenly felt relaxed, their nerves eased, and they were no longer tense. It turned out that just now, everyone was in a state of hostility.

I can't enter the void hole today, and I will talk about it when I understand? Wu Zhen asked everyone with his eyes.

The second-hand Taoist said, a good spirit turtle does not have an inner dan, it doesn't matter, the turtle shell is just refining a treasure armor. Back to the hole.

Wu Zhenleng Chunqiu and the others returned to the cave.

Prince Xiaolong took out the night pearl and illuminated the cave mansion.

The bald monk became silent.

What's wrong with the master? Prince Xiaolong asked with concern.

Alas!

What are you sighing? Jiang Feng was also close to this joking monk from the bottom of his heart.

Wu Zhen, when you rescue Fan Yumei and your parents, you must follow me to see Master.

Wu Zhen was surprised. Where the hell is Master?

I saw tears in the eyes of the bald monk.

Prince Xiaolong also stopped talking.

There was silence in the cave, only the light of the alchemy furnace, and the furnace was refining the Linggu armor.