I Rely on Caution to Cultivate to Immortality Chapter 628: This is not good
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After spilling the jar of wine on the ground, Mingran put away the ashes of the master's burnt ancestor, and then waved his hand, a tree shadow exactly like the master's ancestor appeared, swaying gracefully on the ground, everything was in a daze Like the master before his death. But there will no longer be a vine caressing her face and sending her a flower.
Looking at the still thriving giant tree for the last time, he turned and left without hesitation.
After returning to his own Xiwu Pavilion, he stepped into the mustard space, took out the core wood, stroked it gently for a while, and then took out a small dagger to carve back and forth on the wood.
Before this, she carved countless lifelike puppets, and it can be said that almost all of them were in preparation for the last one. It's easy to do now.
Using the tens of thousands of years old Feishi tree core wood as the body, the blood of the Merman Emperor as the blood, and the true essence of the Phoenix God as the core, supplemented by the craftsmanship of carving tens of thousands of puppets...
This puppet will definitely be more outstanding than any previous ones. It can also deceive the eyes of the two members of the Qing family.
"Time, time..."
As the sound of the dagger slicing across the core wood sounded, pieces of sawdust piled up on Minran's body and feet, like clouds in the sky, enveloping Minran's whole body.
During the process of carving, Little White Flower, Little Ding, Little Gray Bird and Black Thread Gu Worm King all surrounded them, lying quietly on the side to watch their master carve things. In the beautiful scenery of the mustard space, it seems unusually harmonious.
Accompanied by these spiritual pets, he continued the action with complete concentration. As she continued to carve, a lifelike figure slowly emerged from the core wood.
The eyebrows, nose, mouth, appearance, and even the smile at the corner of the mouth are almost exactly the same as real people. The little gray bird, who hadn't quite figured out what Mingran was going to do before, couldn't help opening her eyes wide in shock!
"You! You..."
Looking at the little gray bird, it shut its mouth tightly and couldn't speak. Ever since he first entered the mustard space, Minran has a particularly heavy aura on his body. Looking at it suddenly, the little gray bird only feels that the hairs all over his body are standing on end!
No matter how much doubts there are now, the little gray bird dare not speak. Thinking that he, the majestic phoenix god, would feel scared because of a monk who has not yet become a fairy, it is really embarrassing to the gods and Buddhas in the sky.
Without the interference of the little gray bird, the movements in Minran's hand became faster and faster, until the dagger in his hand turned into an afterimage!
When Minran finally stopped, the section of wood had already been submerged in the fluffy sawdust.
Staring at the puppet in front of him with complicated eyes, he didn't know what to think of, smiled slightly, and then took a long breath at the puppet unexpectedly.
"Hoo—"
"This is?!"
Even the little white flower couldn't help but crawled over. Fortunately, it knew that it had to shrink in size, and it was only about as tall as two Huanrans at the moment. Even so, as soon as it squeezed over, it also squeezed the little gray bird and the little tripod away.
The only one that is not affected is probably the black thread Gu worm emperor. It is small in size, and now it is lying on the little white flower, looking down at the lifelike puppet curiously.
It's just that it opened its spiritual intelligence relatively late, and I don't quite understand why everyone is so shocked at the moment, so I just picked up a spiritual grass and chewed it. Xiao Ding, who has been restricting it from eating spiritual grass, has no time to care about it at the moment, it just looks at it in shock.
"You, you have already planned it? So the tens of thousands of puppets in front are all preparing for this one?"
He nodded his head. Now that things have happened, she is not afraid that these spiritual pets will betray her.
Leaving them all in shock, they put the puppet away, and turned to look at the place in the mustard space that they had never been able to enter.
Looking at the occasional rough lines on the outer wall, thinking of the countless days and nights in the past when she came to this wall to miss her mother, she smiled faintly.
Soon. These years of hard work, forbearance, resentment...
It's all coming to an end.
Mother, I just hope you can walk a little slower, so that you can see this filthy world and change your face!
The morning of the ninth day.
Because they are going to Qing's house to participate in the Qimen Conference, the Jiumuyuan disciples are quite excited. Especially Zhu Mi, who knocked on Ming Ran's door early in the morning, abruptly dragged her to the place where the crowd gathered, happily looking forward to the scene she would see at Qing's house.
"No, is it useful for us to go so early?"
Liu Yinong conveniently fed some blood food to her soul pet, the Prison Blood Mosquito, and looked helplessly at the extremely excited Zhu Mi.
"Jiumuyuan is also a subordinate sect of the Qing family. We have already reserved a seat, so we just sit down when we go. Why do we have to go today? Are you worried that there will be no place to sit after we go?"
"That's right. It's not necessary, isn't it?"
Senior brother Lin Feng couldn't help but yawned. The war with Moxiu in the past few years made him physically and mentally exhausted, and he did nothing after returning, but fell asleep with his head covered! At this moment, Zhu Mi also forcibly pulled them over, yawning one after another, without any gesture that a senior brother should have.
He just doesn't understand why he got up so early. Obviously, it’s okay to go again at night, isn’t it? This is not to rush to eat, if you go late, it will be gone.
Zhu Mi was **** off by these unmotivated brothers and sisters, pinched her waist angrily, and yelled at them.
"Why is it unnecessary?! Some aristocratic sects arrived a few days earlier! Let's go earlier, so we can get in touch with other aristocratic sects first. It also shows that our Jiumuyuan is not disobedient Otherwise, given the current situation of the Qing family, they must want to find someone to make an example of, and we can't be an eyesore at this critical moment!"
After Zhu Mi said this, she felt that something was wrong. Seeing everyone's reaction, she almost died of anger!
Because, including Minran, several senior brothers and sisters looked at him in shock.
What does this look mean? She is also a resourceful and experienced monk! Why can't you say such a philosophical thing? Look down on people, don't you?
Zhong Yao came over with a smile and prepared to rescue Zhu Mi~IndoMTL.com~Brother Lin Feng and the others looked at Zhong Yao and then at Zhu Mi, and suddenly they all said "oh" with a sympathetic understanding, and the voice was still prolonged kind of.
No matter how bright, generous and thoughtless Zhu Mi was, she still blushed when she was ridiculed by everyone.
"What! I didn't hear it from Zhong Yao, I accidentally overheard the conversation between Chief Yuan and Elder Mo!"
Ah, so I said that after hearing other people's conversations. Everyone immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Otherwise, listening to what they said just now, they always felt that they were crushed by Zhu Mi's IQ.
Well, that's not very good.
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