My Disciple Died Yet Again Chapter 137: Mushroom Task Force

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Tao Manfeng's face turned pale for a moment, and he couldn't believe his ears. He was guilty. When he heard such a question, he almost revealed his filling. "Master, he is a disciple."

Yu Yan frowned. Obviously she was very dissatisfied with her answer. She was full of cold, but she asked tentatively: "Yuwang?"

Tao Manfeng was so frightened that this person and his other disciples could not succeed, so he could not help but seriously answer, "Master, disciple is Yuyao."

Wrong answer!

Yu Yan's cold is no longer suppressed, and he starts to spit out. Tao Manfeng still wanted to explain a few words, but only felt that a greater coercion was coming towards her, and she felt a pain in Dantian when she could resist it in the future. cultivation was scattered, let alone these four Trained in the month, even the original cultivation was half damaged.

Tao Manfeng's old blood spurted out like this, she tried to explain, how could such a good opportunity be lost so inexplicably, but Yu Yan did not give her a chance to breathe, one hand Jieyin saw an Nine Heavens thunder already behind him.

Tao Manfeng suddenly had no idea of ​​any explanation. She was hit by Nine Heavens Thunder. She still has a life? Immediately formed a defensive Immortal Technique, while quickly calling out a matching sword, ready to escape.

Unfortunately, she couldn't be faster than that sky thunder, the purple electric light slashed straight towards her, and the sound of bang and the figure that was pre-escape disappeared into nothingness.

"Phantom? Have you escaped?" Yu Yan frowned, and then stopped daring to run into the thunder temple and posing as his apprentice. Such stupid ground immortals are really rare, they will bring bad disciples, um, absolutely can not be put into the mountains.

Tao Manfeng who was driven out of the Temple of Thunder by Mo Ming. Being stunned by the thunder array around the thunder temple, miserable. Why couldn't she figure it out, Yuyan was fine four months ago, why suddenly she turned her face down? No wonder it was discovered? But she didn't do anything, she was fine before, why was it suddenly like she was awakened? Killed her?

She was puzzled on her side, but Yu Yan, who was visiting her apprentice on the other side, was staring at the empty cottage. Let go of the consciousness and searched the whole mountain but couldn't find the apprentice's whereabouts. He had a cold face. Even more chill overflowed. He seemed to ... lost his apprentice again.

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In Yu Yan's eyes, there are not many people who can remember his face. One is his master. One is Zigu, the head of the Qiugu School, and the other is his apprentice. As long as the first two think of the name, the corresponding face will naturally come to mind. Only the disciples who are uneasy about themselves are different. But when he thought about it, four different faces would appear in his mind.

And others. Even when he heard the name, it was just a mess in his mind, the difference was only whether it was bigger or smaller.

Yes, he is blind. For unimportant people. He never wastes time remembering each other's looks. The stupid apprentice was the one who spent the most time in his life remembering his face, but she was the most uneasy. Looks changed. Fortunately, she has her own consciousness, with the help of consciousness. As long as she stood in front of him, he would remember her for the first time.

But this time the situation is a little different. Yu Yan stood in the apprentice's little hut dumbly, how could he not remember what the apprentice he picked up four months ago looked like?

So Tao Manfeng ’s tragedy is not because the plot was revealed, but because Yu Yan did n’t recognize it at all, and the person who shot it himself was the one who picked it up four months ago.

Light up!

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At this time, the true apprentice Zhu Yao, because of the disaster of no delusion, was kicked down from the thunder temple and fell into a dense forest, but he opened up his speaking skills. In this situation, Zhu Yao, who is blessed by misfortune, just wants to say a word.

Fuck!

Zhu Yao is face to face, half of the entire stone is planted in the soil, only a section of blue emerald is exposed.

"Oh, a new mushroom?" A curious voice suddenly came around.

Zhu Yao habitually refuted, "I don't ... mushroom!"

What a big mushroom! Zhu Yao was frightened by a mushroom that suddenly appeared in front of him, but a white flower that was as tall as a tree. Why is there such a big mushroom in the world? This is not scientific!

"You can talk?" The surprise of the mushroom face, like a mushroom mob in the game, jumped towards her, "Where did you get the mushroom essence? Why did you grow it?" At my house? "

"Home?" Zhu Yao stumbled, stumbled where he stayed, except for a little loose mud, really can't see where it is called home? Is this dirt the place where this mushroom lives?

"I'm not a mushroom essence." Zhu Yao felt it necessary to explain. "I'm ... a stone."

"Oh, you're a stone spirit." The mushroom looked clear.

"..." Uh.

"Also." Without waiting for Zhu Yao to explain the mushrooms, he guessed himself. "Stones also like to stay underground. No wonder you will look at my house, where the soil is soft and the fragrance is soft, anyone will like it."

"Uh ..." Zhu Yao had a black line. Where did he see that he liked this muddy beach? "I wanted to take over your house because I was thrown here and happened to fall here. , I can't move. "

"What? Do you dare to abandon my house?" The mushroom suddenly exploded, and a white mushroom turned red instantly.

"..." Where's the logic? But who made her a rock that couldn't move? At first glance, the mushroom knew that it had been cultivated for many years and could not offend, "Da Xian misunderstood, I am not disappointed, but guilt has occupied Da Xian's residence."

The mushroom's satisfactory response turned white, and gave her a glance up and down, a little proud, "How do you know that my already has become a fairy?"

"Daxian is full of Immortal Qi, and he has such a ... Wei An's posture." Zhu Yao hardened his head and smacked his farts, "It took me many years to practice."

"That's ..." The mushroom was satisfied, and she was boasted by her whole body. "You're an eye-catching stone essence, I won't care about what you planted in my house."

"Thank you, Daxian." Even if she couldn't figure it out.

Mushrooms jumped up and down, and the last one stuck in the dirt next to her. She splashed the mud on her face. "I haven't talked to anyone in already for many years. This forest is not those fierce fairy beasts, or there are no sensible flowers and plants. Look at you, this stone essence is also clever, and follow me later Mix it up. "

Zhu Yao couldn't bear the urge to paste his mud, and took a deep breath, "I don't know how many years Daxian has cultivated?" Maybe it knows how to practice. Can you get the shape out as soon as possible?

Speaking of this, the mushroom looks more energetic, "I have been practicing already for 30,000 years. I can get off the ground and move freely, how is it great?"

"..." She could only speak after four months of practice, it can walk for thirty thousand years? !! Where do you come from? Think you're great? "I don't know what Daxian's practice method is?"

"Practice exercises?" Mushroom froze, "What's that?"

Yes. She asked in vain, and she shouldn't expect this mushroom that has only been bouncing for 30,000 years. What good practice is there?

"Relax, stone fine. Although your cultivation is not as tall as me, I won't dislike you."

I hate you!

"cultivation. You can have more moonlight. Although it is impossible to catch up with me, it is still possible to surpass other mushrooms."

She didn't want to surpass the mushroom at all. The cultivation who dares to love it is all exposed to the moonlight. Have you never practiced any exercises? How on earth did it grow so safely?

"Oh ... thanks, Daxian."

"You don't have to call me Daxian. If you are so born, just call me Mushroom."

Aunt?

"Hello. I've been."

"Fuck? What a weird name."

Where are you strange? !! I still believe it.

"It's getting dark today, and the dark clouds are too heavy today. It seems that the moon will not come out. At night, it's very dangerous. You should rest early." I'll cover the soil for you again. "After finishing a jump, splashing the dirt around, Zhu Yao watched the thick dirt smashed over to her, covering it up tightly. "Well this is safe."

Zhu Yao: "..."

Fuck, she can't even see it, okay?

Zhu Yao wanted to cry without tears, and was about to express a few protests, but the mushroom had a tilted head, and the mushroom umbrella was closed halfway down, and there was a snoring sound. This is sleeping too fast! Zhu Yao was a little helpless. Today, indeed, there is no moon and I can only sleep. Taking a deep breath, he was about to sink into dreamland, but he heard a nightmare coming from the mushroom.

"Don't be eaten tomorrow, don't be eaten tomorrow, don't be eaten tomorrow ..."

Zhu Yao suddenly felt worried about the future.

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Although this mushroom is not reliable, it is still very good for Zhu Yao. She took her everywhere to collect dew during the day, and buried it back into the pit at night. Only at night when the moon is out, she will be dug out to bask in the moonlight. It may be too long that I haven't seen anyone who can talk, and catching her talking stone is like picking up a treasure, and she always carries it with her, and she can't help but want to smoke it.

Although it can move, it is a mushroom with no shape, and you can only use bouncing when walking. The body is too big, and a pit is thrown on the ground. Not to mention that there is no such thing as a hand, so it figured out a way to put it on his head.

But its mushroom head is round, so every time it jumps, it bangs and falls off its head. It had to come back to pick it up again, continue to jump forward, and she slid down again.

So many times, Zhu Yao feels that it won't be long before his 6.0 version should be online.

Mushrooms are picked like this. A few days passed, and it really gave it a sense of balance. Zhu Yao never slipped off its head again.

Her cultivation has not made much progress, and moonlight absorption is too slow. For ten full days, she had not recovered to one tenth of her energy in those four months.

Zhu Yao ’s road to practice is long and distant, but this time when I was accompanying the mushrooms to collect dew, I also met an acquaintance—a small watch posing as her. (To be continued)

ps: Two more today.