"Water genus...... Heavenly Spirit Root? ”

Hearing this word, Shui Zhongdi's expression was dazed, because the tradition of cultivating immortals had been lost for too long, and he didn't know the specific meaning of these words at all.

"That's right! That means that you are in a place full of spiritual energy, guided by the master in charge, and your cultivation speed is more than ten times that of ordinary people, and your affinity for water attributes is extremely high. ”

was shaken by Yang Yan's words, and his eyes were revealed.

"It's like the kind of turning your hands into waves and turning your palms into lakes?" He vaguely remembered the immortal methods of the Ancestor Dahe Venerable, which was almost a miracle.

"Of course!" Yang Yan's words are convincing.

"Master!" Shui Zhongdi suddenly rolled from the stretcher to the ground, and hugged Yang Yan's thighs: "Take me to practice!" ”

Mizume glanced at her brother in shock, and suddenly felt that the door to a new world had been opened.

"Master!"

The little girl quickly rushed forward and hugged Yang Yan's other leg.

"Master, I'll never bite you again!"

Hey!

Do you have any shame left!

Do you still have the dignity of being a descendant of the Great River Venerable!

Seeing his young master kneeling and licking outsiders one by two, the high priest covered in ointment was so angry that he used the staff in his hand to pestle the floor.

A person only has two legs, and it is occupied by the two of you shameless, which one does the old man hold?!

I was empathetic, and I couldn't help but encourage my fellow practitioners, but I never thought that I would harvest the yang Yan of two cheap disciples, and my cheeks instantly turned red.

Zhen Xiaoxiao and Shen Tu looked at each other majestically, and then rolled to the ground with a smile.

"Sister Ji'er, what's the matter, so funny?"

Suddenly, there was a human voice in the sky.

Even though they were far away, the sound waves were extremely penetrating.

A chilling coercion hit him instantly, and Jin Bai looked up and saw the black wind rolling python scales, with a large group of people and horses, coming towards the pavilion with a fierce momentum.

Because his vision was unclear, he regarded Zhen Xiaoxiao, who was sitting on the side of the seat and wearing a light gauze skirt of a Nanding nun, as a bloody night girl.

"What should I do?" Dense layers of sweat instantly appeared on the heads of the water and the high priest.

Where did this monk come from?

As soon as they saw the monks, they felt worried, they didn't think that they were lucky enough to make friends again and again, not to mention that the people who came were still shouting the name of the Blood Night Princess!

Zhen Xiaoxiao's expression was not as desperate as the Shui brothers and sisters and the high priest, anyway, the human skin mask was in hand, and she quickly put the disguise mask hidden on her chest on her face while she hugged her knees and laughed.

Look up at the same time.

The centaur who had come from the sky had already broken the turf in front of the Hamakaku and strode into the room.

The bloody aura on the leader's body is strong, and the pace is so heavy that every time he lands, he has to smash a mud pit on the ground.

Brother Yudan!

Really small eyes shrunk, although his cultivation is far from being a Dan, but he has dealt with a lot of monks in Dongling.

At a glance, you can see the depth of the person.

And unlike the tradition of Nanding where female cultivators are respected, the leader is a man in gold boots and leather armor, with pigtails on his head, and a dried scorpion corpse and longan-sized jewels tied to the end of his hair.

He has a feminine countenance, and a pair of bright yellow eyes like snakes reveal a fierce light all the time.

The knife on his waist is unsheathed, the tip of the knife is sharp, and there is still undried blood flowing at the moment.