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No one seems to know how big waves can be caused by a small bond.
No one knows what direction the vast fairy road can lead the childish children, and the only thing that can be foreseen is that in a hundred years, from a small casual cultivator all the way to alchemy, no matter whether it is combat power or intelligence, they will all be able to reach the alchemy. extraordinary.
After forming the alchemy, Su Liuyan, who has earned the title of fairy in casual cultivation, and the high-ranking witch saint, seem to be people from two worlds.
When she was working hard to earn spiritual stones to practice here, she could only occasionally hear gossip from the twelve saints.
Since the first chapter of Changle, the twelve tribes of the witch clan have all found their saintesses one after another, and there is only one nine tribes left. I heard that I don¡¯t know how many girls they brought to the ancestral hall, but they were all dismissed.
But those Liu Yan just listen to it and forget it. She has to work for Lingshi every day. Although she is luckier than most casual practitioners, she doesn't have to worry about exercises, but having good exercises does not mean that she can make great progress all the way just by meditating at home.
?There is actually no shortcut in the road of cultivation. There is no short-cut for cultivating power in good times and cultivating mind in adversity.
Even if the Witch Clan has Dao heart in their hearts, the aloof saintesses sometimes have to come out to see if their 'hearts' are clean and clean in adversity.
There is no one to help casual cultivators, cultivate strength and mind, and go hand in hand. Wherever it is beneficial, go there desperately.
Surviving countless times of near-death, Su Liuyan finally knew why the maid in Changle would say that the future is not going well, so don't blame the saint.
Jingxianzhuang's former partners, there are no more than one out of ten, and she is the only one who can advance to the alchemy, and the remaining three, after feeling hopeless to form alchemy, have lost their hearts, or in Fangshi. Either find a job and wait for death, or return to his hometown like Ruan Yunhe back then, develop his family power, and become a high-ranking immortal in the eyes of the villagers.
And she
Wherever there are monsters, and if you feel that you can handle them yourself, you can go there.
"Luoting Mountain is temporarily requisitioned, everyone, please transfer to Dongyuan Mountain!"
The aura in the distance was a bit disordered. The old man who closed the mountain didn't pay attention to these casual practitioners. When he spoke, he only let out a little breath, and focused his attention on the battle in the mountain.
The opponent's fearful aura of letting go and closing seems to be far above Nascent Soul, who dares to challenge such a person?
When honestly turning to Dongyuan Mountain with a new partner, Su Liuyan inevitably heard some gossip on the way, "Did you see the black cloud sleeves of that senior? I heard that the spirit general next to the witch saint, There will be robes with black cloud sleeves."
"Saint? Impossible? Of the twelve tribes of the Witch Clan, which one is not rich? As for wanting to compete with us miserable monks for food?"
Although the world is big, many safer places have been divided into forces.
Where there is no division of forces, there are many unpredictable dangers hidden. Luoting Mountain is close to the wasteland. Although there are occasional eighth-level monsters, it is also one of the few paradises for them to cultivate casually.
"Brother Chen, don't speak nonsense."
The person who said it obviously has a lot of support for the Wu Clan, "The Witch Clan is rich all over the world, even if any saint wants to test, they have a lot of territory, and they will never reach the boundary of our casual cultivators."
"Hi! Are you late in the news?" Chen Dang, who was the first to gossip, glanced at everyone, "The saint of the Twelve Parts wakes up, she is a master who likes to play, and doesn't like to be tested in the dangers artificially created by her subordinates. "
this?
Su Liuyan couldn't help turning her head and glanced in the direction of Luoting Mountain.
"That's not right either. When the saint moves, spirit generals and attendants fly all over the sky. The ones at Luoting Mountain"
Of course there was more than one person in Luo Tingshan, and I don't know if the work was done, a huge building boat suddenly appeared there, dozens of people gathered, and hurriedly gathered an ethereal fairy to board the boat.
Su Liuyan and the others all stopped.
"Before, I seemed to see a flying sword passing a letter. Are they in a hurry?"
They have something urgent to leave, so they should go back to Luoting Mountain. There are no monsters in Dongyuan Mountain. Even if there are, most of them are fourth-level and fifth-level. Looking for them to kill them is a waste of time for monks who are already immortals. , still can't make any money.
The opponent's building ship quickly started and left from the other direction.
Su Liuyan waited and hurried back.
They all want to see the traces of the saint's hands, and want to learn something from it.
"Look, what is that?"
In the small valley, it seems that there has just been a small beast swarm. Dozens of monsters that have just died are lying here and there.?Because there are several places where Guiyuancao exists, I lingered for several years, but found nothing.
Participate in one auction after another, one exchange meeting after another, either because there are not enough spirit stones, or someone gets ahead of him.
Regarding this, although Su Liuyan had done a lot of psychological construction for himself, but when things came to an end, he was still a little disappointed.
After one step is missed, the future cultivation path will naturally be missed step by step.
On this day, she was cultivating in the temporary cave, feeling restless for no reason, and not long after she came out, she found that the entire mountain range seemed to be a little unstable.
Birds and beasts, at some point, are all migrating as a whole.
This is about to shake the earth, she stood there thinking for a moment, then rushed to the mortal town hundreds of miles away.
Earthquakes are nothing to their cultivators, but to mortals, it is a catastrophe.
After meeting several villages and towns on the road, after helping to move people to a safer place, before she had time to go to the next stop, she saw three escaping lights rushing towards her.
"This fellow Taoist, from which direction did you rescue him?"
The person who came was obviously here to save people, Su Liuyan hurriedly pointed to the northwest direction, "I have treated all of this area."
The three of them cupped their hands together and quickly dispersed.
She saw their black cloud sleeves and couldn't help smiling.
A few days later, Su Liuyan knew better that this was a huge earthquake that spread far and wide, but because the second part of the Holy Maiden's Manyu happened to be passing by, he sent someone to help earlier, and the casualties were very small.
When she arrived at the largest county town, although it was inevitable that some people were sad and the houses collapsed, everyone's overall mood, generally speaking, was pretty good.
As long as there are lives and people, it is only a matter of time before the county is rebuilt.
"This fellow Taoist, my saint is welcome!"
When she was about to leave, she was stopped halfway, and like her, there were several people who were stopped because of treating mortals.
It's just that, before they had time to get on the building boat, there was a ray of light rushing towards them.
The building boat rose quickly, and only one maid came down hurriedly, "This earthquake, everyone helped in time, and the saint let me thank you each for a pot of honey."
Su Liuyan grabbed one of the seven flying jade bottles.
"This hundred-flower nectar is made by the saint. It has a special effect on bottlenecks. It must not be wasted."
The maid's voice drifted away with the boat, and the seven people who got the Baihua Nectar handed over each other and hurriedly left.
Until many years later, Su Liuyan, who became the lord of Sanqian City, still missed the bottle of Baihua Honey that was of great benefit to her advancement. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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