Qinghu looked at Ruxiao, who was crazy again in her eyes, she sighed and gently exhaled a breath of turbidity, "You are wrong. There is no such god in the world, and if God is like this, he should kill him. ”

Ruxiao violently pushed away Qinghu and rushed to Duanfeng, and wanted to snatch her ontological spirit plant, she even conjured up a dagger and stabbed the knife in Duanfeng's hand.

Duanfeng still stood faintly. Anyway, he stopped the crazy Ruxiao and said, "Do you think this is jade? ”

The green plant grows in an ordinary clay pot, with a total of fifteen long, oblate and slender leaves, each of which is distinctly segmented like a bamboo node.

The leaves are extremely green and shiny, and they do look like jade. If this is jadeization, then only the last leaf has not been jadeized.

Ruxiao's trapped body couldn't move, but her eyes were fixed on the leaves.

It's about to succeed, my mother told her that all the jade of the ontological spirit plant can be ascended, they can't become gods, but they can turn into immortals, and from then on they will live with heaven and earth, and be worshiped by all people.

My mother's tens of thousands of years of cultivation have not been able to jade a single spirit leaf.

Sixty years, it only took her sixty years, and she was almost done! She will be the first immortal in the family, better than all her brothers and sisters.

She was immersed in the ecstasy of being accomplished, and her eyes were full of the ontological spirit plant that she was about to complete the jadeization.

"No !!" Ruxiao screamed, almost breaking through Duanfeng's control.

Because she saw Duanfeng reach out and break a leaf.

Suddenly, a foul smell penetrated into Qinghu's nastrils, and she squatted down and began to vomit, and her internal organs fell clean as if they had been ransacked.

Duanfeng waved and threw her a black stone. Qinghu's ears and eyes suddenly cleared, and the dizziness from the impact of the stench also stopped.

However, what was surprising was that Ruxiao didn't seem to smell anything, and there was even a hint of intoxication on her face.

Duanfeng turned the broken leaves upside down, and black liquid flowed out of the flat leaves, and the crystals like jade were only a thin layer of jade skin.

As the black liquid dripped down, the entire spirit plant in the clay pot was gently shattered and cracked. The jade skin, as thin as a cicada's wings, cracked into pieces from top to bottom, and fell with black juice.

In the blink of an eye, all that remained in the clay pot was earth, a foul-smelling black liquid, and jade skin that had been shattered into slag.

Duanfeng let go of the imprisoned Ruxiao, and as soon as he let go, the clay pot fell to the ground, and the mud was filthy, and the clay pot spun around and rolled down the eaves.

Qinghu shook her head almost invisibly, as she expected.

Sixty years have passed, and I don't know what to call for fish, and the mirror is a dream.

Ruxiao was already stupid, she pulled the crumbs in the mud, and muttered in her mouth: "Why, why, how can this be, obviously..."

Qinghu went over and grabbed her hand, took out a handkerchief, and carefully wiped her fingers one by one, each fingertip densely covered with the scars she had taken blood from the villagers for many years.

She also paid the price, just...

"For thou hast strength, and thou hast done evil ways. You meddled in the birth, old age, sickness and death of this corner, breaking the rules of heaven and earth. You unleashed the evil ghost in the heart of the village chief and used it as his weapon to kill. ”

"The villagers of Tujia Village treat him poorly and are greedy for immortality." Qinghu looked at the extinguishing fire in front of him, "You all have to pay the price. ”

She looked up at Duanfeng, "Lord Duanfeng, what are you going to do?" ”

Duanfeng said coldly: "Those who drink the blood of goblins cannot live." ”

Qinghu pulled Ruxiao to stand up, "What about her?" ”

"I have sent someone to inform Tian Xiaoshan and return it to her family for resettlement."

Qinghu looked at Ruxiao, who was leaning on her halfway, and said seriously, "Lord Duanfeng, I have a request. ”