The Transmigrator’s Cultivation

Chapter 22: It's okay

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Although the monks were fierce, those colorful phantom butterflies were not easy to provoke. Now the butterflies were stuck on the stone wall and were generally slaughtered. Instead, they threw down and circled the monks.

Compared with these monks, Xu Ziqing really "has no power to'pull the butterfly'", so she had to stand under the pipe and watch the battle as much as she could, so that she could learn some furs and try to figure it out when she practiced in the future. It was decided like this, and then looking at this person's Butterfly War, you can calm down, and the fear of the previous one also disappeared suddenly.

Suddenly he heard a horrible howl of "Ah" and 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 convulsed, which showed that the pain was very great.

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

However, under this situation, the yellow shirt boy could not pull his hand to heal his injuries at all. Seeing that he was in an extremely dangerous situation, Xu Ziqing couldn't think too much, tried his best to attach the only little spiritual power to his body surface, and immediately rushed out, pulling the young man down the smoker!

Xu Ziqing is not a reckless and arrogant person. It is because he recognizes this young man that he can never die. 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 yellow-shirted boy was stiff and cold due to the poisonous blood. He thought it was too bad, and didn't want to be held back by others, so he staggered to a safe place. When he looked up, he saw a young boy with a strange appearance and a few years worse than himself.

"Thank you for saving me." The yellow shirt boy 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 that the poison gas..." He seemed to recall something, and then said, "My son, since this is the end of the matter, it's better to dock your tail to survive. I have seen a creamy-white pill that can grow muscles and stop bleeding. It has a miraculous effect."

He didn't have much knowledge. 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, seeing the young man attacking his heart with poisonous blood, Xu Ziqing remembered it, and naturally wanted to inform him.

The boy in yellow shirt understood very well that there was a hint of turbidity in his eyes, but now he showed 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.

His hand was unstable, the dagger fell on the ground, and his mouth said: "I can't move now. I will bother you to cut off my arm and cut off the flesh from 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, stiff and unable to move, and others had no time... Xu Ziqing gritted his teeth and picked up the dagger.

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

After taking a deep breath, Xu Ziqing picked up his spiritual power in his palm, grabbed the right hand of the yellow-shirted boy, waved a dagger and slashed hard—"Swipe!"

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

Xu Ziqing looked at the severed arm again 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-shirted boy swallowed a pill, his complexion improved a lot, and he looked at Xu Ziqing: "Thank you, if you didn't help me out of righteousness, I would be dead."

"You have already thanked you, you don't need to be so polite." Xu Ziqing didn't say clearly when he saw that he no longer remembered himself. With a faint 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 off, 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.

After a short while, the carrion on his arms was cut off, and only a bare hand bone remained intact.

At this time, the blood in the yellow shirt boy 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, as a 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 it's not a great gift if you raise your hand."

The yellow shirt boy didn't expect Xu Ziqing to refuse. He two are not members of the same family. This kind of life-saving kindness, not to mention a few bigu Dan, even if he wants him to be a magic weapon. Never thought that this young boy would not only refuse to repay the favor, but reject 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 he had to tell his previous situation: "You may not remember that on the first day I entered the secret realm, I was almost injured by a spotted monster snake. It was the son and brother who caught him. It was the snake that allowed me to survive. The things of today are just to repay the things of the day, so I don’t have to worry about it."

The boy in the yellow shirt was stunned. 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. In that case, he collected bigudan. 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 have fate again in the future, they may be able to cross each other.

"That's all." 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."

Hearing Xu Ziqing's identity, Wei Qing couldn't help being surprised. When he looked at Xu Ziqing's dress, he was indeed rudimentary, but he had a very good manner in these few words, and he didn't seem to be a lowly man who worked all year round. Coupled with the fact that this young boy can have a place in the Linyuan Secret Realm, how can he be of such an identity? Wei Qing didn't think there was any need for a lie in this young man, and even if it was a lie, it would be too much.

After thinking about it, Wei Qing has always been straightforward, so he 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 of them said this, they didn't talk any more. They had no means to join the battle, so they could only watch them separately.

Moreover, Xu Ziqing's talk with Wei Qing was just a small episode, and the battle between the cultivators and the colorful fantasy butterfly was still fierce.

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

I saw Xu Zifeng whirling his sword, and the gray butterflies all over his body rustling down, just like autumn leaves withered and a violent wind sweeping the ground. Meng Wanqu and Tian Tao are even more crazy. His two families have lost as many as 20 or 30 people, and they are all outstanding people in the family. How can they not regret it

In an instant, most of the gray butterflies were killed and injured, and there was a large group of gray clouds floating out from the depths of the cave.

Killing a 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. At the end of the spiritual power, 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 the butterfly, he is not fighting for life, but mainly protecting himself, so by this time he is still full of spirit. It just frowned, as if he was worried about the situation in the cave now.

All the monks have fallen into the colorful fantasy butterfly urn, but this butterfly is clearly not a murderous 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 a lot of 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.

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

In the end, 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 they 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!