Clear, crystal clear, flowing crystal glass. Shattered in the roar of dozens of jade-clean plant girls. Splashing blue waves, jumping wildly, roaring like dozens of happy horses riding the waves.

Twitter, quiet and shy plant girls are crazy. Thousands of sharp arrows of golden light broke through the morning fog of the sky, and pieces of red, white, yellow and green reflected each other. The pool of water that had been noisy all night fell silent.

The ghost of more than ten zhang of the pool water, there is no muddy, crystal clear, like a fluttering green silk, clear murmuring soft waves, leisurely and leisurely stirring "ding dong" sound, playing and singing the joyful sound of water hitting the stone, as if there are still plant girls in the water naughty jumping, flapping out of the white splash, playing a charming tune.

Mo Ye hid in the water ring, covering his aching head. Last night, he escaped from the Flying Star Waterfall, and wanted to escape from Dangjing Mountain by the potential of the water, but the water ring escaped half a way, and the speed was strangely accelerated, so that Mo Xie urged the water ring several times, but he failed to escape the strong suction at the bottom of the stream.

Quickly escape into the glittering bamboo forest. The moment it landed, the black battle armor burst out with a wave of air, instantly piercing the stone, saving Mo Ye's life, but it shocked Mo Xie dizzy and his eyes were full of Venus. Flickered and fainted.

In a blur, it seems that the saint laughs and splashes. The jade condensation snow muscle passed by, and the wall water ring followed countless small waves, brushing over the willow shoulders, sliding over the tender peaks, and flowing through the delicate lower abdomen. The mist flew and flowed into the clear and transparent waves again.

Mo Xie woke up in a dazed dream, shaking the painful sea of consciousness, and slowly became conscious. Verdant bamboo, green as if to flow bamboo shadow, lush branches and leaves can not penetrate a trace of wind, bamboo tips pierced the gray sky, as if in the green clouds, fog and vapour, smoke and clouds surging.

Mo Xie God recognized the slender bamboo shadow, and the slender body stood tall. It is like a slender young saintess, moistened with green tents and slightly rich, floating in the valley of mist and curling like a dream. Tick-and-da, bright white dew droplets slipped coldly from the green shade of the green branches, dripping water hit the stones, painted sound, and fell into the pool, like a smile.

Boom, small bubbles bubbled out of the pool, and Mo Xie stood on the water vapor of the book in a flash. Wow. Wow. There was an uproar in the bamboo forest, and a strong wind blew the bamboo leaves. One by one, the bamboo waves rushed to the waterhole like a hill by the wind, the waves roared, the green leaves flew, the water mist was filled, and the surging waves were surging.

Mo Ye, who was blinded, blocked his eyes, and was stunned by the bamboo forest dancing wildly. "Damn. This piece of bamboo is crazy, and if you blow Lao Tzu's face again, you will cut it all."

The green bamboo is bathed in the rain and dew, making a rustling sound. Stretch out the long bamboo strips, shake up a rich green yarn, dance in the wind, and slowly put down the bamboo tip. From afar, he looked like a saint standing shyly.

"Dizzy, the little bamboo also has spirituality." Mo Evil God recognized the shining green shadow of bamboo light by the pool. The blue leaves have a faint red hue. Mo Ye looked up and saw that the gray morning light was climbing higher and higher, getting brighter and brighter. The sharp arrow pierced through the thick fog that tightly wrapped around the head, tearing into wisps. The dense fog had to disperse and escape, but it ghostly swung back, and the books were covered in the bamboo forest.

Mo Ye's face was full of doubts, and he slowly wandered in the bamboo forest, and escaped for a while. Mo Xie was dumbfounded, the bamboo forest is one mile round, and there are no more than a hundred bamboos, and it is as green as a shed. Only dozens of trees by the pond have a bit of a ghostly atmosphere.

The whole bamboo forest seems to be kept in captivity, and the edge of the bamboo forest is shrouded in a dark miasma, and occasionally a green leaf swings into the miasma. A green mist erupted from the hiss, engulfed in a dark miasma.

Mo Xie Shen recognized the dark miasma, his eyes and eyebrows moved wildly, as if he was dancing on his face. His face suddenly became gloomy, and his eyes were dark, like a mist that suddenly covered his eyes, and cast a veil of sorrow.

"Miasma turned out to be poisonous gas, and there were 27 kinds of cold poison, 36 kinds of fire poison, and 13 kinds of yin poison." The two-color disc in the Mo Ye Dan Sea did not move, and the buzzing rotated, spinning faster and faster, so fast that Mo Ye's delicate skin trembled slightly.

Mo Xie looked back at the bamboo forest that was so green that it seemed to be about to flow, and the lush branches and leaves could not penetrate a trace of wind, like a flawless jade, greedily sucking the nectar of heaven and earth.

Mo Evil ghost's eyes turned bonely, walked back to the edge of the pool slowly, sat on the edge of the pool with a smile, took out a pearl of enlightenment, bounced it in front of the eyebrows, seven senses of light hissed, released seven arc lightning, the green pearl of enlightenment sucked into a white dot, after the greedy sucking sound, the dot turned into a hollow transparent bubble.

Poof, Mo Xie God recognized the green enlightenment bead and refined a green mist shadow, a hideous mini mantis shadow, dancing a green bone sickle and roaring at Mo Ye.

Mo Xie grinned, blew lightly, and the mini mantis shadow wrapped in green mist turned into an air cone, flying towards the slim bamboos in the bamboo forest.

The silent bamboo forest, the crazy swaying, the verdant bamboo leaves. Bursts of mist, a shadow of emerald green bamboo, like a light veil shrouded in green, through the forest, a shining green leaf, a golden sound, the sound has not arrived, the light first.

With a thud, the green bone sickle was smashed through the mini mantis figure. The figure hummed and trembled, and it exploded into green air. The bamboo forest made a "horn" sound, and thousands of branches and leaves gathered in a hurry.

Pieces of green shadows swept by, and the green air disappeared without a trace. Thousands of bamboo tips shimmered green, the tips of bamboo leaves pierced the mist sky, and a pleasant sound of wind, like a string of silver bell-like laughter, echoed in the lush green shadow of the bamboo forest.

The Mo evil god recognized the emerald color and flowing, as dense as a comb bamboo forest. "I'm dizzy, there is more than one bamboo demon."

Hiss, another green enlightenment bead was refined into a mini green mantis air mass. The shadow of the praying mantis was once again blown into the raging bamboo forest.

After dozens of them, Mo Xie took out the cold blood flower marrow, and the mist between the bamboo forests instantly turned into countless crystal Xiaoice beads, white and crackling falling from the air, like a hail, with the rustling of the bamboo forest.

The grass in the bamboo forest, pitifully yellowed in the biting cold wind and hail, fell to the ground, and instantly became bare, and the sudden cold froze the vegetation in the bamboo. Rows of slim bamboo forests have become more dense and green, and thousands of branches and leaves stretch out to the edge of the frozen pool.

The Cold Blood Flower Pith is obtained from the Cold Blood Soul Devouring Flower in the "Heavenly Marrow Flower Fragrance" array. Mo Xie took it out for the first time, and after Lust taught the Spirit Absorbing Technique to Mo Ye, Mo Ye hadn't used it yet.

Mo Xie took out the cold blood flower marrow, just to scare these demonized bamboo demons like in the cold pool of the "Forgotten Slave Garden". As soon as the cold blood flower pith came out, the bamboo demon was not frightened, and ten thousand bamboo branches stretched towards him. Only a few feet of space were left, which frightened Mo Xie stunned. "Damn, how can the ghost bamboo not be afraid of the cold."

Mo Xie didn't know that this bamboo forest was not planted with ordinary bamboo. Named "Heavenly Cold Thunder Bamboo", it is a holy weapon with thunder attributes and a must-have holy object for holy soldiers.

For thousands of years, the Holy Sword Mountain has often sent incarnated realm saints to enter the planting domain to seek "Heavenly Cold Thunder Bamboo". Zhiyu had to ban the "Heavenly Cold Thunder Bamboo" in various forbidden places. Prevent theft by the Holy Family. If the Holy Clan creates a thunder-attribute holy soldier, it will be a catastrophe for both the Plant Domain and the Insect Domain.

Mo Xie just felt that the bamboo forest was spiritually ghostly, and wanted to lure the little bamboo demon to tell some secrets, and he knew that there was such a tyrannical thing as "Heavenly Cold Thunder Bamboo". If he knows the Tao, the bamboo forest will let him cut it down.

The yellow light of Mo Xie's eyebrows flashed, and several lightning rays flew out, and after a few hissing sounds, the electric rays formed a seven-colored arc, densely covering the cold blood pith. The arc expands and condenses into a seven-color optical bubble,

The seven jade trees and silver flowers fell to the cold blood flower pith. It's like a tree-shaped lightning bolt shooting from the pith of a cold blood flower. Wisps of cold essence, with a dazzling flash of light, flew sideways like seven-colored electric dragons shuttling through the light bubble.

Mo Ye was stunned for a moment, what a ghostly cold blood flower marrow, and in the cold lightning that struck, there was pure true qi and strange pure cold qi. The divine consciousness flashed with the lightning, and the peep sensed that the divine consciousness expanded violently.

In the Danhai Sea, the true qi is silky, wisps, and rolls are surging, and the glow is bursting, floating and floating, and the true qi of the rare book is hazy in the blink of an eye. In an instant, the milky white mist turned into tiny droplets.

Mo Xie shuddered, and a blue light flashed in his half-closed eyes. Mo Xie didn't expect this cold blood flower marrow to be such a magical thing. The blood light outside the body flashed, and the red light pierced the blood shield and condensed. Mo Xie no longer paid attention to the "Heavenly Cold Thunder Bamboo" around him who was greedily stretching out his hand.

Since entering the Planting Domain, the most helpless thing about Mo Xie is that the realm is too low, and wherever he goes, he has been suppressed by the Great Planters of the Zhi Clan. Mo Ye held back the anger in his heart.

After the green and white enlightenment beads and green enlightenment beads are refined, they are of almost no use to Mo Xie's current realm, and the true qi is like a thread, and the growth of divine consciousness is as slow as a snail. Mo Xie had estimated that he had refined all the Enlightenment Beads in the Holy Bag, and he could barely touch the fifth-order bottleneck of the solid root.

Now that the use of soul absorption to refine the flower marrow has such a miraculous effect, it is so happy that Mo Xie is close to madness. Mo Xie believes that once he breaks through the cultivation realm, his combat power will definitely increase, and he can also be more sure of the journey of planting domains, and every time he runs away without a fight, Mo Xie also feels that his face is dull.

The sunset gradually turned into a foggy sky, light yellow, orange, and red intertwined and changed, and slowly became gray and black. A few stars sparkled scattered, like a thick ink-stained sky dome flying past a few glowing sparks, flickering and fainting.

In the dark and silent bamboo forest, a thin and slight sound sounded, and the slightly low-hanging bamboo leaves fell slightly without wind, one by one, one by one, one by one, green.

The green leaves are gradually falling, and on the dark and cold ground, the graceful willow figure slowly melts out. Dozens of pairs of green eyes, shining smart and pretty. There is a god who flickers around, and a kind, serene, and alert god recognizes Mo Ye who is sitting cross-legged by the pool.

The whites of the eyes faintly glowed with yellow flashes, and sparks burst out from time to time in the green pupils. Staring closely at the cold yellow shadow that was sometimes bright and dark. Wandering slowly, wanting to get closer but afraid of Mo Ye, wanting to stay away, his green eyes were absorbed by the cold yellow light and couldn't take his eyes off. (To be continued......)