And with the gentle transformation of this water system's mana, Bai Xiaojian's body slowly showed a state of red and black intertwined, and it was the remaining Dutian Flame and Xuanming True Water that were entangled. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Bai Xiaojian's face is admittedly unmoving, if he enters the old monk, his complexion is black and his skin is like the bottom of a pot, and the chest and abdomen are rising like fire, and the red light shines out, and the talisman seeds in the body are not to be outdone, and the white mangs are very tough, and they come out through the body.

The blue-black mist not only has the magic power of the water genus, but also contains a strange vitality, constantly refining the body of the little sword, and at the same time, it also integrates the Dutian Flame and the Xuanming True Water into Lao Liu's body little by little. All this magic happened like a spring breeze and rain under Lao Liu's unknowing.

Bai Xiaojian sighed faintly, "Fortunately, the seeds have sprouted." ”

The talisman seeds that were originally floating in the Jizhong acupoint had already swelled in a circle, and the water and fire that were wrapped around Lao Liu's body were also forcibly dispersed by Zhu's spell, becoming the nutrients needed for seed germination. The three hundred runes of different lengths and sizes in the rune seeds had slowly swelled up and evolved towards a unified appearance.

And Lao Liu clearly felt that he could now draw some weak power from the talisman seeds. At this time, Bai Xiaojian can be called an introductory shaman.

Zhu's wheezing is no longer violent, and the gray complexion has already turned, which does not mean that Zhu's condition has been alleviated, it should be forcibly suppressed the discomfort of the body, "Go and try to use your own strength and feel the Yuan Force that is equivalent to your attributes." Zhu waved his hand and motioned for Lao Liu to leave.

Bai Xiaojian got up and saluted, leaving the wooden house where Zhu was leaving, and vaguely heard a sigh behind him.

On the edge of the campfire in the square, the old witch carefully brushed the emerald green juice of the branches and leaves of the wood ginger on the hind legs of the giant ancient beast, which were nearly a foot long, nearly twice the size of the old ox in the cattle pen. Ginger has an anti-spoilage effect, which is the most important plant in the jungle in July.

Seeing Lao Liu slipping by, the old witch stretched out his hand and beckoned, "Doll, come to me!"

Bai Xiaojian answered, and sat down next to the old witch. The old witch's name is Xiu, and he is a witch who was forcibly transformed with the help of Zhu after the catastrophe. Xiu did not obtain the inheritance of the talisman seeds, but only learned a few blessing witchcraft, and every time he cast a spell, he lost a lot of qi and blood, and even if he used sacrifices to replenish it, he gradually couldn't make ends meet and slowly aged.

The skeleton of the body is very large, and the remnants of the majestic posture when it is strong can barely be seen, the hair on the bare head is shaved clean, and the light of a few runes flashes faintly. Sitting by the campfire with a lynx skin around his waist, he handed Lao Liu a cup of soup made by Shannai.

Witches who need to control their magic power to the limit are not allowed to drink alcohol, which can damage the body's nerves and paralyze the brain, causing a delay in the reaction of the magic power, and for a battle, a slight delay can make the difference between life and death.

Yamanafer is a drink made from the sap squeezed from the seeds of the Yamanafer tree mixed with a small amount of animal blood and a mountain spring, and has a strong acidic atmosphere. It has the wonderful effect of softening blood vessels and relieving fatigue.

The warriors of the surrounding tribes drank the liquor around the campfire, munched and ate the barbecue, because the caravan had not arrived for a long time, the tribe's salt stock was insufficient, but the large pieces of animal meat with more sea pepper did not reduce the enthusiasm of the tribesmen.

There were no more than 50 warriors left in the tribe, and only Zhu's guards could be called warriors with iron weapons and chain mail, and the rest of the weapons were nothing more than stone clubs, sharp bones, and even thick wooden sticks.

The old witch was waiting for the giant ancient beast meat in his hand, while taking a sip of Shannai soup, Ga Ga smiled at Lao Liu: "The big tribes in the mountains want to gather all the warriors, saying that they are going to teach the dog Rong a lesson, and I will ask Zhu later, how many warriors can we produce." ”

Bai Xiaojian nodded noncommittally, he knew that it was not the old witch who was consulting him, but just a conversation between him and bored. After all, he only has the name of a witch and does not really integrate into the entire clan.

Lao Liu poured the soup made by Shannai into his mouth, carefully smacking the taste and carefully savoring the changes in the seeds of the talisman at the same time. The black magic power circulates in the meridians of the body, and every time it passes through the big acupoint in the middle of the body, it will always disappear part of it in the rune seed, and the light of the three hundred runes in the rune seed will be strengthened. And as the center of the eyebrows generated by the magic power, a trace of magic power is constantly drawn in from the external vitality.

Xiu glanced at Xiao Jian with envy, he could clearly sense the lively magic power in Lao Liu's body after being immersed in witchcraft for so long. In contrast, although the total amount was less than one percent of that in his body, the feeling of agility was something he had never experienced before.

Zhan came to the bonfire from the Zhuwu house, the old witch blinked his eyes a few times, measured the height of the next battle, and muttered a little dejectedly: "The little cub of the gluttonous family is exactly the same as his father, he is only a few years old, and he is taller than Lao Tzu." ”

Zhan, who was called gluttony by the old witch, opened his mouth and said to the old witch: "I wish to let the old witch take thirty warriors to the assembly of the clan." ”

Lao Liu woke up and said loudly: "Wu Gong, take me with you!"

Xiu took a burning stick and stirred the bonfire, and said lightly: "What are you doing little doll, you haven't even learned a few witchcrafts, and it's not a burden to go." ”

"I think I'd better take him with me. The thin man next to the old witch spoke. That's Bing, Bing Ran's Bing. but the wisest of the tribes.

"Oh?" said the witch, noncommittal.

"After all, a bloodless tiger cannot grow into a king, and a vulture that does not leave the eagle's den cannot soar for nine days. Bing said lightly.

The battle urn said angrily: "I'll go and wait for the roe deer that I wish, you decide." ”

"In that case, then go ahead, I can still protect this little cub. The old witch made a decision.

Peng Zhu, Xiu Wu, Fu Zhan, and Bing constitute the leaders of the clan, and their decisions often determine the direction of the clan.

After bidding farewell to the old witch, he returned to his room with Xiaojian, he wanted to consolidate today's gains, and also to be fully prepared for the war that he was about to set off and participate in.

Sitting quietly on the only wooden bed in the room, at the center of his eyebrows, the magic power like water waves was rushing violently. There was a funnel at the center of his eyebrows, greedily sucking the Yuan Force in the air, making a subtle sound of breaking the air. The black water element power was wrapped in the magic power, flowing down the center of the eyebrows. The talisman seed in the body is like an engine, constantly providing power for the plundering of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Force.

The rune seed is made of three hundred runes, and vaguely, a special rune can be seen to swell, floating to the center of the space in the rune seed, and in an instant, it shines brightly.

The rune shadow is vague, not very clear. Bai Xiaojian's heart was shocked, although he didn't know what was happening, but somehow, he recognized the meaning of the rune, which represented the original and most primitive "water".

Seeing that the rune fluttering, it gradually condensed, and as the magic power was gradually extracted, it changed from blurred to clear, slowly transformed, and condensed successfully in an instant. And the magic power of the little sword doubled at the moment when the rune condensed!

The water rune was successfully stimulated, and what this first rune represented was the best heaven and earth element force that fit the attributes of worship Xiaojian's own attributes. And among them, the erosion of the worship sword by Xuanming True Water is undoubtedly indispensable.

In fact, logically speaking, Bai Xiaojian, who lives in the modern Celestial Empire, must be regarded as a mixed impurity, which is called an inferior qualification, after all, there are so many elements on the periodic table, and it cannot be counted as a small number after years of erosion.

As one of the seven true waters, Xuanming true water, known as a drop of rivers, seas and lakes, is said to be able to transform rivers, seas and lakes bit by bit, and a large amount of water vapor that is irresistible is steaming under the fire of Dutian, cutting the marrow for him, and Lao Liu, who has washed away the lead flower, naturally shows the essence of Puyu.

The black magic power flashed out in the center of his eyebrows, gradually filling the entire room, and with Lao Liu's breath and breath, it was like water waves, spreading and spreading little by little.

And with the words in Bai Xiaojian's mouth, Professor Zhu's witchcraft continued to crush and shatter the cells of Lao Liu's muscles and bones, and the severe pain was transmitted to Lao Liu's brain along the nerve endings, and sweat flowed out uncontrollably in the pores on the skin.

The circulating magic power has a strange life force, and the destroyed cells grow in the soak of the magic power, gradually regain their completeness, and then shatter under the power of witchcraft, and the cycle repeats.

But in the middle of this break, the cell activity and strength of Bai Xiaojian have been greatly enhanced. As a shaman who fights in close combat after blessings, having a strong enough body is the foundation and guarantee of everything.

"It's really painful...... Lao Liu silently recited Professor Zhu's witchcraft while cursing the pain that goes deep into the bone marrow, this is the guarantee that he can survive in this strange and fantastic world, and it is impossible for him not to take it seriously.

After a few sudden gasps, Bai Xiaojian finished today's training. Sweat soaked the animal skin under the thighs, and the black magic power rushed into the eyebrows with a large amount of vitality, and the bones of Lao Liu's body were stimulated.

Bai Xiaojian looked at the earthy yellow clay pot sent by the fox with a sad face, the clay pot was full of giant ancient beast meat cooked in white water, pure natural food without any additives, of course, there was no green onion, ginger, garlic, pepper, and even salt.

There is still a lot of stock in the sea pepper and spicy tribes, but it is only a condiment that can only be enjoyed when everyone gathers.

Lao Liu fished out the chopped very rough pieces of meat, found a handful of chestnut powder in the small clay pot next to the bed, mixed it with broth and kneaded it into a ball, made breakfast like a storm, drank a little Shannai juice given by the old witch after the meal, and packed his bags. It is said to be a bag, but it is just a leather bag made of the urine of a wild boar, which contains some pills and some necessities for traveling.

By the time the sun had just risen, the team was ready to go.

The three wildebeest were the pack animals provided by the tribe to the team, and Bai Xiaojian was lucky enough to be placed on a cart pulled by a horned horse. Although the wooden wheels are very bumpy on the forest path, they are already very lucky.

The road to the south was very rough, and a team of more than 30 people walked through the jungle for half a month. During this period, Bai Xiaojian humbly asked Xiu for advice on the problems he encountered in cultivation, and Lao Wu also gave answers within his own ability, although the answers to most of Lao Liu's questions were vague.

For half a month, the team carefully avoided the three large-scale tribes, where the Dog Rong tribe, which had been defeated by the Great Shang, had escaped. Xiu told Lao Liu that although the dog Rong was defeated in the battle with the big merchants, he could still survive in the jungle, and the dog Rong who enclosed the land and cultivated must have his own dog soldiers and even dog Zhu, and the dog Rong with dog Zhu is not something that this team of thirty people can eat.

Xi tightened the white towel tied to his left arm, "Those dog cubs are very headaches, they are like mad dogs every time, and they don't talk when they bite you." The sputum spat out thick phlegm, which rubbed against the big tree on the side of the slope, and penetrated it cleanly, scraping off the bark and revealing the stubble of Bai Sensen.

Bai Xiaojian grabbed a brown flea in his hair, smashed it with a chirp, squinted his eyes and said, "Wu Gong, they don't look very strong. ”

Xi glanced at Lao Liu, who was lying on the cart and humming, the muscles on the body in the beast robe swelled for a moment, and then shrank back, "What do you little cub know, those things are just dog whistles, not even dog soldiers." Even if it is a dog soldier, the old boy can kill twenty of them in one breath. ”

Bing Urn said angrily: "Even if Wu Gong can kill twenty of him, these dog soldiers will rush out of the hole by hundreds. ”

Xi sneered and said: "Don't say hundreds or thousands, when you meet hundreds of children and eighty dogs, the old boy will run for his life." ”

Another five days passed on the journey south, during which time Bai Xiaojian took the first drop of blood that came to this world, a mountain dolphin the size of a half-liberation truck, which was distinguished from the very aggressive wild boar, which was a gentle herbivore. According to the naming method of this world, Lao Liu's name can only be called dolphin.

The wind blowing from the southwest was already thick with moisture, and a deafening howl could be heard in the ears, and the sound collided along the mountain, bringing bursts of echoes.

Bing told Lao Liu that ahead is Daze, which has a number of Nanzhan Buzhou, known as "Yunmeng", and its land is three or four thousand miles wide, which is a blessed land with abundant products.

Bai Xiaojian jumped off the cart and ran towards the mountain in front of him, the dark light in his eyes flickered, the black mist was wrapped around his feet, although the way of travel was simple, but it was very smart, and the black Yuan Force fluttered above the body between twists.

Xi tightened the yellow hemp rope wrapped around his waist, and smiled at Bing: "This little cub has made rapid progress along the way. He hesitated, "If I can survive this winter, I can't say that I can make him a real witch." ”