After putting on the mask, Ren Xiaoyao took out the mirror and looked at it, but there was no problem.
"Hey, the face I used to be is more handsome." Ren Xiaoyao flicked his hair and said happily.
"Maybe you will have to wear it for a long time in the future, so let's give it another name, what is it called?" Ren Xiaoyao began to ponder.
Suddenly, his inspiration flashed, and he said to himself: "Just call Shen Rufeng."
Ren Xiaoyao admired himself a little bit. He didn't expect that he was so talented in literary talent, and he could even name such a good name. He didn't know the specific literary talent, he just knew that he was comfortable in reading.
Today’s name will cause a hurricane in the future!
After being narcissistic for a while, Ren Xiaoyao began to run into Shi Jing's perception in this area.
Array urn, broken God step. . .
The most important thing for Ren Xiaoyao to run in is the formation urn, because there are very few of Ren Xiaoyao's exercises, and the most important combat power is the formation urn.
"The urn must be used, don't stick to the rules."
"What is the formation, what is the talisman, with the gods, and the spirit..."
Ren Xiaoyao began to study the use of array urns.
Sometimes, Ren Xiaoyao would paint the urn on the bark, but before he painted it, the tree exploded.
Sometimes, Ren Xiaoyao would paint an array of urns on the monster that attacked him. The skin of the monster was blown up and the monster ran away.
"For the formation to succeed, it needs a medium to carry it, and it also needs to maintain its energy."
"The medium must be able to withstand the tearing of the rune, and the energy must be able to support the success of the rune."
"Everything has energy, everything is a medium, but how can they be perfectly balanced?"
One month later, Ren Xiaoyao was thinking, progressing, thinking, and progressing in the battle with monsters of the same rank. .
Later, Ren Xiaoyao felt that he had a bottleneck in his thinking and couldn't make progress. That field was not something that Ren Xiaoyao could understand now.
Another month passed, and in this month, Ren Xiaoyao fought the monster beast by means of formation.
"Wow~"
Ren Xiaoyao threw a small wooden sword at a monster beast covered in armor in front of him.
Seeing the little wooden sword flying towards it, the monster beast looked at it disdainfully, didn't hide, and used it directly.
"open!"
A net unexpectedly got out of the ordinary small wooden sword. The monster found the problem and wanted to avoid it, but it was too late!
The net coming out of the small wooden sword has wrapped him up.
The monster wanted to break free from it, but Ren Xiaoyao had already walked in front of him.
The sword fell with his hand, blood spurted, and his life ended.
Life dies every day, and life will be born without it.
Who was killed, who killed who, who was right? Who is wrong? It's right to be indistinguishable, indistinguishable, and alive.
Put away the monster, put away the sword, and started looking for the next target.
Ren Xiaoyao is now poor again, the spirit stones are now basically empty, and weapons are gone, but there are some plants with corpse energy that he got in the zombie valley. These things have been kept by himself, and he feels that they will be used someday. There are a few pieces of Zitian Shenmu left, and a few pieces of amethyst.
The little wooden sword that Ren Xiaoyao just made was made by Ren Xiaoyao when he discovered a good piece of wood.
Originally a huge tree, Ren Xiaoyao cut into several sections, and then cut into several small swords. The small sword was about thirty centimeters long and very short.
Ren Xiaoyao began to depict the formation of urns on it, the first attempt to depict the formation of urns on wood, the result was miserable, a very thick tree nearly 100 meters high, only succeeded with ten small wooden swords.
This kind of tree is called black willow. It is a very precious tree. It is used as medicine and as a weapon. Most of the thrones of the top powers are made of this kind of tree.
The tree that Ren Xiaoyao destroyed was worth nearly ten thousand high-grade spirit stones. If Ren Xiaoyao knew about this, he would not know if he would commit suicide in a heartache.
Ten small swords Ren Xiaoyao used just now, and now there are nine left, Ren Xiaoyao dare not use it lightly, this kind of thing can have unexpected effects when fighting with people again.
Another month passed, Ren Xiaoyao, besides the trial, would also enjoy the delicacies he cooked, which was delicious, often attracted some monsters, and then these monsters became the next meal.
With a stroke of the hand, the formation is completed, with a move of the foot, the opponent stops, and there is no touch between Piao Piao and the monster.
Ren Xiaoyao smeared his hand with blood and touched the monster beast who was fighting with him twice. Ren Xiaoyao stepped back, and the monster instantly exploded, and the blood fell to the ground.
Ren Xiaoyao put away the remaining fleshy skin of the monster beast, the mosquito legs are also fleshy when he is young, not to mention these are much larger than the mosquito legs.
Ren Xiaoyao stretched his waist and groaned: "Finally it's over! You can finally go out!"
Yes, Ren Xiaoyao has completely run in Shi Jing.
Ren Xiaoyao hummed a little song and found a pond. The pond was formed by the impact of a waterfall. He took off his ragged clothes, threw it in the bushes next to him, and jumped out of the river to take a bath.
"The beautiful city, the outside world, I know you are looking forward to Ben Shao's visit, and I know you are very excited about my arrival..." Ren Xiaoyao compiled the lyrics, brought his own tune, and sang, no, It should be said to be howling.
Suddenly, Ren Xiaoyao seemed to feel something and stopped howling.
"Someone!" Ren Xiaoyao felt someone coming to this end.
Ren Xiaoyao was about to go up and put on clothes, but the clothes were far away from him.
"Damn! I can't let others see my body like this." Ren Xiaoyao thought secretly in his heart. It would be disgusting to let others know what he was thinking now.
"Pump~" Ren Xiaoyao rushed to the bottom of the waterfall and went to the lower reaches of the waterfall. The water under the waterfall was tumbling rapidly, hiding there difficult to find.
As soon as Ren Xiaoyao got down, the person he noticed came over.
"Huh? Very familiar!" Ren Xiaoyao looked up under the pond, and when he saw the people coming, Ren Xiaoyao felt like he had seen it somewhere!
"Ah! I remembered! It was when I was seven or eight years old when the old bastard Huang Tianheng threw me into the mountains. Then I live by myself. Later when he was going to take a bath, he saw a beautiful woman in the bath. It's a snake demon! Finally, when she left, she asked him to take an exam at Tianhai Pavilion, and then she took herself to Tianhai Pavilion, but he didn't see her when he went."
Ren Xiaoyao suddenly remembered where he had seen him, the person who released his pigeons!
"Why is she here?" Ren Xiaoyao thought suspiciously.
However, Ren Xiaoyao soon knew what she was going to do.
I saw Han Zixuan looking around, and then Yu Jian flew into the air to take a look, and also threw a formation flag next to it, blocking the surrounding sight.
The formation flag she used was a special formation flag, and she didn't need to know the formation method, as long as she had the spirit stone aura.
After doing this, Han Zixuan smiled slightly.
Untied his belt, one piece of light veil brushed over the skin and fell on the ground. The jade feet touched the pool water and a slight wave of waves appeared, and the foot fell, step by step into the pool.