Don't look at Fang Shou's generosity, he often takes out a thousand feather leaves to give away, but in fact, he uses only a few pieces of his own. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

No matter how high a person's talent is, after all, it is limited, for example, when Xiao Hei assisted him in refining, Fang Shou could absorb the essence of a feather leaf at most, how could it be like today, the essence of the entire feather leaf could be absorbed.

"Although the ancestral dragon's physical body is against the sky, I am afraid that this state is far from perfect, so it is difficult to enter the first transformation?"

Fang Shou suddenly thought of a possibility:

"The ancestral dragon body reshaped from my original torso may just be a 'defective product'...... Luckily, there were still a hundred leaves left for me to splurge. ”

Although it was not clear whether these hundred feather leaves alone would be able to make his ancestral dragon's body perfect, at least it would not make him recover after being smashed like before.

In this way, Fang Shou began the long process of refining the Crane Demon Grass Feather Leaf Leaves, and after almost seven days, he had already absorbed the essence of nearly ten feather leaves.

"It's so itchy!" Rolling back and forth on the ground, Fang Shou returned to the jade pu, struggling to straighten his posture, the corners of his mouth twitching, "Why is it so itchy?"

In the past two days, the itching on his back ribs has become more and more serious, but it is much better than the torture caused by the cultivation of demonic skills in the past, like insects and ants.

"That's it, since I haven't found any anomalies, I'll continue to cultivate and see what it will become!"

Obviously, no matter what the cause of this itchy feeling is, it is always inseparable from his refining of the feather leaf essence, and there must be some unknown connection between the two.

"Master!"

"I've seen Shizun!"

"Xu Laosan, Laosi, you two haven't arrived at Zhuji yet, why are you keeping up?"

......

Just as Fang Shoutian was fighting, there was a rattan sound from the vine rope thrown down from the surrounding rock wall, he raised his head, looked to the oblique side, and immediately saw four figures, climbing up from under the rock wall.

And Fang Shou is no stranger to these people, they are the four Tianjiao of the second peak of the Son of Heaven - the two twins surnamed Xiao and surnamed Xu.

"Master Qiqi, although the third child has not reached the foundation, he has already secretly admired the Optimus Sword, so he took advantage of the time when the senior brother of the Xiao family was smashed, he came up to take a look, so as to learn from experience and prepare for the future. At this moment, among the four people, Xu Laosi was saluting to Situ Nan, "So please don't blame the master." ”

As he spoke, he also secretly glanced at Fang Shou, who was cultivating on the grinding plate, with a playful expression.

"How does it feel...... They seem to be coming at me?" Fang Shou habitually touched his chin, but found that his front paws were inconvenient to make such a move, so he had to give up.

When he first came, Situ Nan had already greeted him, saying that Xiao Erlang and Xiao Sanlang, the two Tianjiao, would come to "be smashed" in half a month, and he would need to temporarily vacate the grinding disc for these two people to refine their bodies.

"Well, it's better for you to see it in advance. Li Hefeng nodded, and then his gaze swept to the Xiao family twins, and said:

"Which of you comes first?"

"I!" Xiao Saburo didn't talk nonsense, stomped on one foot, jumped high, and landed on the grinding plate with a "boom", shocking Fang Shou, who had just packed up his personal belongings and hadn't had time to go down.

Hurriedly fixed his figure, Fang Shou looked at Xiao Sanlang with an angry face, staring at himself, he couldn't help but be stunned, and a trace of doubt flashed in his heart: "Have I ever provoked this person? Why does he look like I robbed his beloved thing?"

"Shiro, don't be rude!" As Xiao Sanlang's master, Situ Nan hurriedly reminded him.

"Hmph! I've seen Uncle Fang!" kneeling on the ground and kowtowing his head twice, Xiao Sanlang jumped up suddenly, and while Fang Shou was at a loss, he asked loudly:

"What did you do to Xiaofang, so that she was so desperate for you?"

“......”

Facing Xiao Sanlang's questioning, Fang Shou was suddenly a little dumbfounded, and couldn't help but subconsciously ask:

"Who is Xiaofang?"

"Hmph! You still dare to pretend to be confused!Naturally, it's Sister Xiaofang of Shenmeng Peak!" Seeing Fang Shou's innocent expression, Xiao Sanlang was even more angry, "She obviously promised to be my Taoist companion! As a result, your shameless uncle stole her heart!"

"What is this!" Fang Shou was about to go crazy, he couldn't understand what this rough man was talking about, but at the same time, he thought in his heart:

"It seems that when I was at Shenmeng Peak a while ago, there was indeed a slut named 'Xiaofang' who followed my ass all day long!

"San Lang, you stinky skin, don't stop talking!" Just as Fang Shou was puzzled, Xiao Sanlang's brother Xiao Erlang also went up to the grinding plate, pushed his stupid brother down, and explained to Fang Shou with an embarrassed face:

"Hehe, I've seen Uncle Fang, this Xiao Fang is San Lang's favorite person, since Uncle Shi is the first to arrive, it is naturally Uncle Shi's Taoist companion Hehe, don't listen to Xiao Sanlang's nonsense, Xiao Fang has never promised him......"

"Huh?" Fang Shou was simply a black line, "Wait, you tell me clearly, who is Xiao Fang, how did Xiao Fang become my Taoist companion?"

"Uncle Fang, I originally said that you are a down-to-earth person, but I didn't expect you to twist like a little lady? Xiao Fang said that she had already promised you her body and mind, don't you still dare to admit it?" Xiao Erlang said as he spoke, and he was also a little anxious.

"I don't know any Xiaofang at all!" Fang Shou felt that he was speechless, obviously like a light hermit, but he inexplicably took away other people's "body and mind", "What the hell is going on?"

looked at Li Hefeng and Situ Nan as if asking for help, but saw that the former was looking like he didn't hear it, bowing his head and fiddling with something, while the latter kept stretching out his thumb to himself, and the "you know" expression full of treacherous laughter could be seen by Fang Shou from afar, so he couldn't help but go crazy:

"I'm really wronged!!"

"Since Uncle Fang refuses to admit it, then let's change it. Xiao Erlang didn't want to fight against words, and instead asked Fang Shou:

"Dare to ask Uncle Shi who was smashed last time, but he only survived once?"

"Ahh Fang Shou was also really angry by the two brothers of the Xiao family, so he also wanted to see what tricks they were going to play.

"Hmph, that's it!" Outside the grinding plate, Xiao Sanlang's nostrils raised a lot, with a look of disdain, "Being smashed by the Heavenly Sword is the best way to test a person's physical talent, like my senior brothers, they can be smashed by five hundred miles at a time!"

"It's three hundred, you idiot!" Xiao Erlang turned around and scolded angrily.

"It's the same!" Xiao Saburo waved his hand indifferently, "But it's two hundred, for a genius like us, it's a matter of time!"

"Oh, so what?" Fang Shou ignored Xiao Sanlang's "stupid" and looked directly at Xiao Erlang.

"So...... So ......" Xiao Erlang didn't seem to think about it for a while, sneering and touching the back of his head, while constantly glancing at the Xu family twins.

"Senior Uncle Fang, don't be surprised, my senior brother is just competitive, and I want to show that his physical talent is not weaker than that of Senior Uncle. Xu Laosi coughed lightly, immediately took a step forward, and rushed to Fang Shou to hug his fists:

"Please don't blame Uncle Shi. ”

Although he said politely, when he said this, his face was not serious, and he had a mocking look. That means obviously, it is to make Fang Shou ashamed.

"Oh, I see...... Fang Shou didn't want to deal with these people, because it was such a boring thing, he never paid attention to it, so he made a "please" gesture to Xiao Erlang, and said:

"Then please ask Erlang's nephew to let me see and understand!"

"Hmph!" Similarly, Xiao Erlang also showed Fang Shou a pair of big nostrils, turned around and walked to the fetal sword of the Qingtian Sword in the middle of the grinding plate, first "Bah" twice, and spat two mouthfuls into the palm of his hand, which passed through the outer layer of flames, as soon as he grasped the hilt of the fetal sword, the muscles of his arms bulged, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and he suddenly burst out:

"Up!"

"Click, click~"

Under Xiao Erlang's strength, the fetal sword was inserted into the position of the grinding plate, and a series of gear jamming sounds were emitted, and then the grinding disc began to rotate slowly!