Chapter Twenty-Three: The Little Devil's Head Returns
This feeling is like the flow of aura on the stargazing cave just now, and it will reappear on the body of the three treasures at this moment, I thought it was a vision, but now it seems that it is not like this, and at this time, the nine treasures who realized the qi at the latest, when the aura began to appear around the three treasures, he walked away and sat up nearby, and with his meditation, another air flow was generated, and the regular qi on the three treasures was different, the aura generated by the nine treasures was full of domineering, and the other three people who entered the innate realm were by no means stupid?
Sometimes some things are not always you can get by being present, some things you have insisted on for many years, and you can't achieve your wishes, there is someone you have pursued for many years without holding her hand, and even the memory of eating together has not been left, one day you may find that she lives with a passer-by, and you can only painfully remember that she is left in your memory, except for the back is that she doesn't like to see your eyes, this is life, life has had too many disappointments, some because there is no fate, some because of not working hard enough, some because you know too little, and some because you are afraid too much, The three major countries and the five great families left several generals saw the few people left in the Kongming Temple, they all sat up, glanced at each other, circled around, and did not find any danger that could enter the eyes, in order to figure out the movements of these monks, they also tried to meditate and practice, but unfortunately, they were destined not to have any great discoveries, there is only one reason, there is nothing that has not reached a height, so even if the answer is placed around you, you will not be able to find it, just like the people of the three major countries and the five great families at this time, and the five people who can produce air currents are differentThey didn't find the answer or person they were looking for, but they were destined to get something they never thought possible.
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Jifeng Town, as a small town closest to the border in the remnants of the ancient realm after the Great War of Antiquity, there are not too many people here, if it is not for the abundance of a white pulp tree that can make primary rune paper, I am afraid that this place has long been abandoned, as a primary rune paper raw material, its value is not high, and if you want to use it as a good primary rune paper raw material, you need to select a white pulp tree leaf the size of an adult's palm, the color is slightly new green, the whole leaf must be intact without a gap, to ensure that it is intact, so that the rune paper can be of high quality, because the process is cumbersome, the selection process is too boring, the value of the shot is not high, and the growth of the white pulp tree has a special process, That is, the seeds laid by the white pulp tree, must be swallowed by a primary demon beast called the iron tree beast, and then discharged with their dung, grow out of their dung, such a process makes the iron tree beast an indispensable demon beast in the white pulp forest, it is a demon beast has its danger, although its offensive is not high, but its defense ability is still particularly high, the primary defensive armor made of their skin, is still very interesting, if it is not for the Fu Sect and the Refining Weapon Sect have intervened, I am afraid that this kind of demon beast has long been extinct, the disciples of the Fu Sect need the rune paper, so they have the responsibility to protect the iron tree beast, so they together with the refining sect with which they befriended forbidden the refining method of using this kind of demon beast as a raw material, which preserved the survival of the iron tree beast, and also made the white pulp tree have been handed down, although the white pulp tree is not the only paper-making material, but the preservation of one more raw material, for the Fu sect, it is very necessary, the white pulp forest must have the iron tree beast, this is a well-known thing in the entire cultivation world, only those weak cultivators, without the support of the family, people who roll in the bottom will collect the white pulp leaves, and they face the iron tree beast, more to flee, than to fight, because they do not have the ability to win, For a primary demon beast that doesn't have much attack ability, none of them have the ability to defeat, this world is cruel.
In a simple courtyard in Jifeng Town, a little doll is standing aside and watching a big man pack up things, although she is still a playful age, but, the cruelty of life tells her that she doesn't have any capital to play, her brother is very good to her, and takes care of herself, but the naughty memory tells herself that the result of being greedy for play is that others need to bear it for her, the scar on her brother's face is like this, the little doll's name is An Yun'er, she is a native child here, what kind of person is her parents, she has no memory at all, she only knows that her brother brought her up to take care of her, so she relies on her brother more than everything, if it was before, her brother will definitely clamo to follow her when he goes out, but now, she begins to understand life, she doesn't want to be a burden to her brother, she is afraid of becoming the murderer of her brother, as long as her brother can return safely, it doesn't matter if she is happy or not, the little children are growing up too much at this time to think about things that do not belong to their age.
The big man stood up, dressed as plainly as the little girl, the big man was really tall, the little girl needed to look up hard to look at him, the big man seemed to be a silent person, he didn't talk much, and the smile on his face was also very stiff, but he still tried to show a smile, and then bent down and reached out and gently touched the little girl's head and said: " Xiao Yun'er, my brother is going to the mountains again, and he will come back in ten days and half a month, you have to wait at home obediently, eat the fruits and dry food at home when you are hungry, and wait for your brother to come back and make something delicious for you to eat. ”
"I know, it's these two sentences every time, I can recite them backwards, don't worry, I won't secretly follow in the future, I will be obedient, brother should be careful, that monster is so scary" Although Xiao An Yun'er doesn't like to listen to the big man verbally, she still hopes that her brother can come back safe and sound.
The big man subconsciously touched the scar on his face, but soon he was relieved and said to the little girl: "It's good to know, if you sneak out in the future, my brother will ignore you." ”
"No, my brother hurts me the most" The little girl didn't believe the big man's words at all, in her heart, her brother was the best.
"Okay, I'm leaving, you'd better play at home, the yard is still less out" The big man was not at ease, and after picking up the salute, he introduced another sentence.
"I know, brother, go" The little girl knew that her brother had to go, and before the big man left, she ran into the house by herself, closed the door, and shouted loudly to hide her crying.
"Hey" How the big man doesn't know An Yun'er's heart is very sad, but for those of them who have no family, no support, and no talent, life is so hard, no matter how hard it is, no matter how hard it is, because An Yun'er is his hope, but also his inner support, since he was a teenager, he walked into the white pulp forest by himself, because of his parents, he picked the best leaves, and sold them at the worst price, but although he understood in his heart, he couldn't bear it, year after year, day after day, the leaves he picked were only sold to one person, because only he was willing to accept his leaves, he thought that the world was a dark world, until one day, The playful sister ran out of the house, and when she came back, her face was dry, faintly green, obviously poisoned, with his ability, she was completely helpless, but the family was not rich, and he didn't have any remaining spirit stones to heal her, at this time, he had to go to the person who was willing to accept his leaves, holding the sister who had fainted, he came to the person's shop, and told him about the situation, but before he could speak, the man threw a bag of spirit stones over, although he scolded him not to disturb him in business, but he understood that there was still hope in this world, that is, since then, he swept away the darkness inside, regained confidence, and was more careful with An Yun'er, living with hope, although to this day, life has not changed at all, but he knows that as long as they are willing to work hard, one day, they will have the opportunity to change.
The big man is the only one who enters the white pulp forest alone, he has no partners, no brothers, only him, starting from a teenager, until now, he has become a young man in his twenties, and the years have left a lot of marks on his face, so, he looks more mature than his peers, but he doesn't care, there is only one person he cares about, Xiao An Yun'er. As always, the big man did not collect next to the woods, but went directly into the woods, because only the deepest place can pick the best leaves, for so many years, he knows that even in the depths of the forest, the danger is the same, here only the primary demon beast Iron Tree Beast, although there is no ability to defeat them, but the Iron Tree Beast has a fatal weakness, that is, their movement speed is too slow, the big man is confident that he can escape, he has been here for so many years, maybe for the Iron Tree Beast, he may also be their regular customer, if they remember themselves。
Half a month is not a long time, for people in this world, living a hundred years old is considered to be an untimely death, so, every time the big man enters the white pulp forest, it is ten days and half a month for a cycle, once the time passes, no matter what the harvest is, he has to go back, because his heart is still thinking about his sister, and once again there is no danger, as usual, the big man's harvest this time is not bad, if he knows the art of pulping, his big bags of leaves, can make five thousand primary rune paper, five thousand good primary rune paper means that its value is about fifty spirit stones, but, just like this, sold according to the raw materials, it is only worth five spirit stones, although the big man is very impatient, but there is no way, this world is like this.