Seeking the Dao in the Seemingly Mundane Mortal World Chapter 458: Refining the world

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Even Tassel admires Qin Yi.

The main admiration is that his transformation skills are often used at this time, and at many other times, it seems that he has forgotten that he will change...

At times like this, I felt that there was a coffin over there infiltrating people, and without even thinking about anything, it immediately changed into a wall.

The position of this wall is superbly stuck. You can't see anything outside. Inside are the bed and pool. It's expanded a little bit and doesn't appear crowded. It also includes some slightly decorative wall carvings. The light inside is soft, the fragrance of flowers is pleasant, the atmosphere is dim and ambiguous, and the standard configuration of a Lingquan bath is vivid.

Double repairs are indeed the best way to recover...So now that I got out of the sea, I finally had to take a photo lens.

Tassel sighed and floated out of the ring, hiding in a corner of the pool, thinking for a moment, waved a curtain of soul, and a slight ripple blocked the middle, blocking the line of sight.

Don't look, what's so beautiful.

Soon I saw Qingcha also running across the curtain, sitting in the corner with my knees, my chin resting on my knees in silence.

Tassel turned his head and glanced at her, then lowered his head to look at her round shape, and turned into a white jade figure with a "bang", so she hugged her knees contentedly and pressed her chin.

Qingcha looked at it in surprise, and cautiously reached out to poke it.

Tassels ignored her.

Poke the tea on the tassel's small arm, it feels weird, warm and moist like jade, and some soft, not jade, and it can sink in as if it is elastic...

"What is this?" Qingcha asked seriously: "Is it cotton candy?"

Tassels are not angry: "This is the manifestation of the yin god, the soul is concentrated and real. Your master's level can't be achieved, it is far from it. You are so naive, it is a bit difficult to understand."

"Oh." Qingcha came over: "You are so cute, can I give it a hug?"

Tassel was stunned, and saw Qingcha reach out and hugged it up: "So cute!"

"Boom" kissed.

Tassel: "..."

Qingcha asked: "What's your name, Little Ghost? I heard Master Uncle call you Bangbang?"

"..." Tassel endured for a moment: "Call what you love."

"Bangbang is not good, we can call it a lollipop."

"You actually want to eat me?"

"No, no, I am not greedy." Qingcha nodded firmly: "Qingcha is not greedy."

Tassels raised his head slightly, and his eyes slantedly looked down: "You can only be eaten... When you grow up, your uncle will look at you like a snack, and there is still time to call me. Sugar..."

Qingcha stared at it blankly: "Why can you look at me with your nostrils?"

Tassel is furious: "I see it with my eyes!"

"No feeling."

"I..." Liu Su felt unable to communicate with the mentally retarded, and said angrily: "I'm talking about your uncle, what are you saying about me?"

"Uncle Master will be beaten to death by Master." Qingcha is sure: "Listen to his voice..."

On the other side of the curtain, Qin Yi hissed.

Tassel's head is raised higher, with a mentally retarded expression on his face.

Qingcha felt the discrimination and put the tassels on the ground.

"..." Poor Tassel really had to raise his head completely to see Qingcha's face. From below, he saw the nostrils for the first time.

"So you are the nostril person."

Qingcha: "???"

The tassel is finally confirmed, the snake is fake and stupid, and this tea is real.

Actually, she was not grown up, and the boy who enlightened her was a boy until she died. She was still as old as she was then. You have lived for more than a hundred years and haven't you realized that you are not growing up at all? What are you growing up so hard......

She really wants to grow up, I'm afraid she really has to look forward to finding a suitable congenital plant to replace her "blood".

Looking at her cuteness, tassels can't hold back her face, her voice softened a bit, "Qin Yi will figure out a way, not only to grow up, but also to let you practice. After all, he wants to eat... …"

"What to eat?"

"Have tea."

Tassels replied in an angry voice, feeling very strange in my heart, why I am playing with these children, either sitting in the garden with stupid snakes, or sitting in the pool with tea.

Is it because I am very childish?

Thinking left and right, I didn't even think about it. The tassel became sulky and plunged into the pool, ignoring the tea and soaking spiritual energy.

With a "plop", the tea also jumped down: "I will wash the little ghost for you."

"I don't need to wash! I am a soul body! Hey, what are you doing, I said I don't need to wash!"

"Are you comfortable?"

"...okay."

In the painting world, Feng Buhu was speechlessly dealing with monkeys, and it became more and more difficult.

Fight against the Qianyuan-level prohibition. This time it was really hurtful. He was hurt very badly. It is no longer so easy to deal with the monkey at Huiyang Peak. This monkey is also a special sneak attack by his mother...

By now, except for taking the medicine, there was no room for cross-leg meditation from beginning to end. Not only was the injury bad, but the monkey was attacked by a surprise punch, which worsened a lot.

Since the fight against the prohibition, the outside of the painting world has also become quiet. Originally, I could feel that the scroll was moving with the movement of Qin Yi and others, although it felt very slight. But I haven't moved since, and I don't know what the **** is doing outside.

Combined with the horrible Nether restraint, Feng Buxie always felt that Qin Yi should be dealing with a very dangerous scene, maybe he was dead.

Qin Yi is dying.

There is no sun or moon in the cave. When Qin Yi came out refreshingly, his cultivation base had long been restored, and he helped Tausu to make alchemy.

Li Qingjun came out, faceless to see the tea or the little ghost, blushing, holding the fragment of the "door", and went into the painting world provided by Ju Yunxiu to practice.

The rich spiritual energy and spiritual spring here, plus the door... Li Qingjun feels that he can break through in a short period of time, and then follow Qin Yi to go down to the underworld.

Only Ju Yunxiu was lazily soaking in the spring, fiddled with otheran flowers in his hands, looking lazy and leisurely.

Her practice mode is different. Don't practice hard.

Sleep is more important.

I've been tired these past few days, so I should get some sleep...Oh, no, there is still a painting world that needs to be refreshed. Now the body is lazy, but the practice is extremely vigorous, and it feels like I can try the sacrifice...

Ju Yunxiu held the scroll with both hands and closed his eyes.

Feng Buhu in the painting suddenly felt the pressure doubled.

It’s a bit like the feeling of being in the deep ocean before. There is pressure in all directions, just like the whole world is opposing you. Although this pressure can't be suppressed, the situation has become more difficult. With the sun and moon in the sky shining brightly, the originally windy and sunny world scene turned into a scorching sun, and there was a feeling of being in a pill furnace and being sacrificed.

Feng Buxie quickly understood that this was to sacrifice him.

Take heaven and earth as the furnace, and his whole person as the pill.

Once it is refined, his soul will be filled into the sky of this world, his flesh and blood will be transformed into the rivers of this world, and this picture scroll will be completely upgraded to the treasure of Qianyuan!

Feng Buxu Yangtian laughed: "Ju Yunxiu, rely on you?"

At this time, Ju Yunxiu, who is connected to the soul of the picture scroll, can hear Feng Buhu's voice, and responds lightly: "I am not the only one here, I am only responsible for consuming you."

From the perspective of Feng Fuhu, I heard the echo of the roar of heaven and earth: "I am only responsible for consuming you... consuming you..."

He was really puzzled. Why did he feel that Qin Yi and the others were in danger, but the last feeling was that they were exhausted, and they seemed to be on an outing? You go pick firewood, I'll make a fire, is that right?

(Note: Many book friends have no idea about the water pressure suffered by the previous seal. It is probably said that the water pressure in the deep sea below 10,000 meters is more than 100 MPa. Under the pressure of more than ten thousand tons, the setting here is ten thousand meters. That is to say, Feng Buhu was always able to act as usual under the pressure of tens of thousands of tons before. Then he was passively beaten through the boundary membrane, and he didn't even get hurt. This Qianyuan’s The expressiveness is already very powerful)