The Transmigrator’s Cultivation Chapter 21: Returning grace

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Although the cultivators are fierce, those colorful fantasy butterflies are not easy to provoke. Now the butterflies are different from each other until they are stuck on the stone wall and are generally slaughtered. Instead, they all fall down and circle around the monk.

Compared with these monks, Xu Ziqing really "has no power to'pull the butterflies'", so she had to stand under the pipe and watch the battle as much as she could, so that she could learn some furs, fortunately when she practiced in the future. try to figure out. It was decided like this, and if you look at this person's Butterfly War, you will be able to calm your mind, and the fear of the previous one also disappeared suddenly.

Suddenly he heard someone screaming "Ah," and he couldn't help frowning.

It turns out that this colorful fantasy butterfly is not an ordinary butterfly. It has two fangs in its mouth, but anyone who accidentally gets touched by it will have to bite off a piece of meat!

Xu Ziqing followed the cry and saw a yellow-shirted boy stinging a gray butterfly on his arm. His face twitched, which showed that the pain was very great.

The young man stretched out his hand to tear off the gray butterfly, but unfortunately he was bitten into a **** flesh. The wound burst out with black blood, and the entire arm was covered with black light. It seemed that the poisonous blood would go up and invade. Heartbeat! I'm afraid it will be hard to be saved at that time.

However, in this situation, the boy in the yellow shirt couldn't heal his injury at all, and others struggled to support him, let alone help. Seeing that he was in an extremely dangerous situation, Xu Ziqing couldn't think much about it. He tried his best to attach his only little spiritual power to the surface of the body, and immediately rushed out, pulling the young man down the smoker!

Xu Ziqing is not a reckless and arrogant person, because he recognizes this young man, he will never fail to save him. I still remember that when he first entered the secret realm, he encountered a spotted monster snake and almost died. At that time, it was this young man who accidentally saved his life. Xu Ziqing reciprocated himself for receiving his favor.

The boy in the yellow shirt was stiff and cold due to the poisonous blood. He thought it was too good for him, and didn't want to be held back by others, so he staggered to a safe place. As soon as he looked up, he saw a young boy with an unfamiliar appearance and who seemed to be a few years worse than himself.

"Thank you for saving me." The boy in the yellow shirt also knew what was good or bad, but it was a pity that he was weak when he said this sentence, and it was difficult to jump out a few more words.

Xu Ziqing was also a little panicked when he saw this. He thought for a while, and said, "I think the gray butterfly is very poisonous. Your arm is injured. I'm afraid the poison gas..." He seemed to recall something, and then said, "This son, since the matter is over, it is better to dock the tail. Survive. I have seen a creamy-white pill that can grow muscles and stop bleeding. It has a miraculous effect."

He didn't know much. At that time, he saw Xu Zifeng give this medicine to Xu Chengwu. Xu Chengwu had almost broken his arm before, and he recovered in just a few breaths. It was amazing. At this time, the young man saw the poisonous blood attack his heart, Xu Ziqing remembered, and naturally wanted to inform him.

The boy in the yellow shirt understands very well that there was a slight cloudiness in his eyes, but now he shows a hint of sobriety. He struggled to take out a dagger, extremely sharp, it can be seen that it must be cutting iron like mud. However, it is not considered a magic weapon, although it is a bit aura, it is just a magic weapon.

His hand was unstable, the dagger fell on the ground, and his mouth said: "I can't move now. I have to trouble you to cut off my arm and cut off the flesh of my arm."

Xu Ziqing was startled, but he didn't expect this matter to fall on him. But the yellow-shirted boy was really cold and sweaty, he was stiff and unable to move, and other people had no time... Xu Ziqing gritted his teeth and picked up the dagger.

Now that the yellow shirt boy is imminent, Xu Ziqing has never seen blood and can't take care of it.

After taking a deep breath, Xu Ziqing lifted his spiritual power into his palm, grabbed the right hand of the yellow shirt boy, waved a dagger and slashed hard—"Swipe!"

The arms fell all the way down, revealing the thick bones of the shoulders. The yellow shirt boy convulsed with pain, but he seemed to have strength suddenly. He pulled a silk ribbon around his shoulder to stop the bleeding.

Xu Ziqing took a closer look at the broken arm, and saw that it was almost completely black, but there was still some good meat near the shoulders. If you want to wait for a while, the poison gas will go over your shoulders and rush into your head.

Fortunately, fortunately.

The yellow shirt boy swallowed a pill, his complexion improved a lot, and he looked at Xu Ziqing: "Thank you, if it weren't for your righteous rescue, I would have lost my life."

"You have already thanked you, you don't need to be so polite." Xu Ziqing saw that he no longer remembered himself, and did not say clearly. With a slight smile, the dagger pointed at the broken arm, "I will help you cut the blood and poisonous flesh?"

The yellow shirt boy's voice eased: "So...it's hard work."

Xu Ziqing grabbed his arms to finish the benefits, and cut off the rotten flesh with a dagger. This poison does not seem to invade the bones, so the bones are still white and show no signs of corrosion. The boy in yellow shirt over there was also relieved when he saw it.

Not long after the carrion on the arm was cut, only one hand bone was left intact.

At this time, the yellow shirt boy's blood also stopped, and he reached out and picked up his hand bones and put them in his storage bag. Then he took out a jasper bottle about the size of a little finger, and handed it to Xu Ziqing: "You save my life, just five bigu pills, talk to thank you."

Xu Ziqing was startled, but was not ready to accept it. He originally paid back his affection, how could he accept his thanks again? He refused and said: "But if you raise your hand, you shouldn't be this heavy gift."

The boy in the yellow shirt did not expect Xu Ziqing to refuse. He is not from the same family. This kind of life-saving kindness, not to mention a few bigu pills, is that he wants him to be a magic weapon. . Never thought that this young boy not only refused to repay the favor, but rejected it instead. Does he have a bigger plan, or does he really have such a mind?

Xu Ziqing was quite helpless, but this bigu pill was unacceptable, so she had to tell her previous situation: "You may not remember, on the first day I entered the secret realm, I was almost injured by a spotted monster snake. Brother Ling caught the snake and let me survive. The things of today are just repaying the things of the day, so I don’t have to worry about it."

The boy in the yellow jersey suddenly came across. That day, he only gave a small gift to his elder brother. He naturally chased those people who were almost buried in Shekou and had weak spiritual power. He never thought that he would be rewarded now. That being the case, he took bigu Dan. The left and the right are not owed to each other, but from this we can get a glimpse of their character, and if they are fate again in the future, they may be able to cross each other.

"That's it." He said, "I am Wei Jia Wu Lang, my name is Wei Qing, I don't know what your name is?"

Xu Ziqing also bowed his hand: "Under Xu Ziqing, a handyman in Xu's Baicao Garden."

Wei Qing couldn't help being surprised when he heard Xu Ziqing's identity. He looked at Xu Ziqing's dress is indeed simple, but he said these few words is very good, not like a lowly man who works all the year round. Coupled with the fact that this young boy can have a place to enter the forest secret realm, how can he be such an identity? Wei Qing didn't think there was any lie necessary for this young man, and even a lie was too much.

Wei Qing has always been straightforward and doesn't care about it. It was this person who came and went, and it didn't matter what his identity was.

Xu Ziqing did not see the contempt in Wei Qing's eyes, and couldn't help admiring Wei's tutor. Although he is called Wu Lang of the Wei family, he should be in the line of the direct line. He has also seen Tian Liang, the direct line of the Tian family. In terms of character, he is really different from this person.

When the two said this, they didn't talk too much. They didn't have the means to join the battle, so they could only watch them separately.

Furthermore, Xu Ziqing's talk with Wei Qing is just a small episode, and the battle between the monks and the colorful fantasy butterfly is still very fierce.

These monks gradually became familiar with the origins of the gray butterfly's offensive, and they were also a little familiar with them.

I saw Xu Zifeng whirling his sword, and the gray butterflies all over his body rustling and falling, just like autumn leaves withered and a violent wind sweeping the ground. Meng Wanyu and Tian Tao are even more crazy. The loss of his two families is as many as 20 or 30 people. They are all outstanding people in the family. How can they not regret it?

In the blink of an eye, most of the gray butterflies were killed and injured, and a large group of gray clouds floated out from the depths of the cave, and only the butterflies were connected head to tail to form a piece.

Killing one piece but more came, even if those monks had already grasped the method of killing butterflies, they still inevitably gave birth to some desperate thoughts. When the spiritual power is at its end, if the spiritual power in the dantian is exhausted, I am afraid that this cave will be a place to bury the bones!

Xu Ziqing held his breath, and his eyes fell on Old Man He. He knew that he was completely dependent on the steward at this time. Although this smoking gun was powerful, it had to be manipulated after all. If something goes wrong with Old Man He, Xu Ziqing will certainly not get the slightest benefit. What's more, this old man has been taking care of him, and he is also caring in his heart.

Fortunately, although He Guanshi Shouyuan is approaching, his spiritual power is still long. When he kills butterflies, he is not fighting for life, but mainly protecting himself, so he is still full of spirit by this time. It just frowned, as if he was worried about the situation in the cave now.

All the monks are now falling into the colorful fantasy butterfly urn, but this butterfly is clearly not a cruel and slaying thing, why are they showing such a fierce and undaunted state? Are they in trouble on their own, or are they just blocking the tracks of these monks? If it is not necessary, it is this kind of monster beast that wants to come, and it does not necessarily have to resist these many cultivators.

There are always many smart people in this world, and after dealing with the Lycaen for a long time, they also think a little about each other.

Xu Zifeng was calculated by the monster before and was very unwilling. After killing the lycaen for a while, he calmed down and returned to a state of clarity of mind.

No matter how many these lycaenidae are like fluttering cats, they are only sub-die. But the child butterfly is full of holes, where did the mother butterfly go?

The leader of the colorful fantasy butterfly is just the mother butterfly. Since the sub-butterfly hovered in the cave and never encountered anything else when he came in, then the mother-butterfly must be...

Xu Zifeng swung around to kill a butterfly again, and swept into the depths of the cave!

The author has something to say: Today, I would like to thank the lazy baby for the two grenades that I smashed and hug the mua mouth~

However, the deposit box still expresses his loyalty, and the shovel cannot dig XDDDD~