Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Little Pegasus sighed worriedly: "Another glazed cup."

Bingfeng said: "Perhaps it is more powerful than the glazed cup. Many fairy art masters still want to extract the black corpse insect slime to refine weapons, but when the slime meets other materials, they will destroy those materials, which shows that the black corpse insect The tyranny of slime."

Little Pegasus had lingering fears, but thanks to his master's caution, he didn't manipulate the mustard space and rushed in rashly.

Thanks also to Xiao Lingxi, who has good eyes.

Thanks to the divine beast, Aunt Feng, who has the inheritance of beasts.

Of course, thanks to its presence, it can see luck and inform the owner in advance whether he should move on.

An Qingli asked Bingfeng: "Since this black corpse insect is so powerful, how should we deal with it?"

Bingfeng said joyfully: "All things are born and restrained by each other. In fact, it is easy to deal with the black corpse insects. Put them in the sun or let the air circulate for a while, and they will die."

Xiao Lingxi opened her eyes wide and said, "It's difficult for sunlight and air to circulate. Is it okay to attack directly with fire? Especially Qingli's Nether Fire is very powerful."

Bingfeng pondered: "Impossible."

"Why?" Little Lingxi and Little Pegasus said at the same time.

Bingfeng said: "Think about it, the black corpse insect slime is so strong, why is this tomb not corroded?"

"Yes, why?" Xiao Lingxi opened her eyes again and asked.

Divine Beast Bingfeng said: "It's still the principle that all things generate and restrain each other. Although the black corpse insect's slime is powerful, it is afraid of a special kind of plant slime. If you brush the plant slime all over the inner wall of the tomb, the tomb will not be corroded. But the slime juice is flammable, so it doesn’t matter if you burn the tomb, but if you burn the treasures in the tomb, it will be a waste of work.”

"That's true." Shenzhi Xiao Jintan continued, "The plant slime juice should be the juice of the carrion grass, and the carrion grass is also born with the carrion insects."

Xiao Lingxi was full of admiration: "You two know a lot."

Xiao Jintan was quite complacent, waving a small golden feather fan, and said proudly: "We have a divine beast and a divine plant, each of us has its own inheritance memory, one is mainly about beasts, and the other is mainly about fairy grass and spiritual plants."

An Qingli raised her lips and added: "Each has its own strengths, and they overlap with each other, like a set of combined punches."

"Yes, it's like a set of combined punches!" Little Pegasus also proudly said, "Like me and little Lingxi, the blood can detoxify, but I can see luck, it has good eyes."

Xiao Lingxi blinked proudly.

An Qingli caressed Xiao Lingxi and said: "It's always good to travel in the realm of comprehension and learn more, otherwise we may be buried in the pile of black corpses because of ignorance. Now that we know our weaknesses, we should Do the right thing."

"Master, how do we do it?" Little Pegasus was curious, the sunlight is not good, and the air circulation is not good. Could it be that a big hole was cut in the wall of the tomb.

An Qingli said briefly: "Dig a hole, use the wind."

Xiao Jintan said: "The wind is easy to handle, but this hole may not be easy to dig."

This hole is indeed difficult to dig. Whether it is the material of the tomb door or the material of the ground, they are extremely hard, and ordinary spells can't do anything about it.

With a thought in his mind, An Qingli summoned the jade pick that An Jia had lost to him.

The material of this Lingbao jade hoe is astonishing, not inferior to the special masonry used in this tomb.

Using her mind, An Qingli stretched out a little jade hoe out of the mustard space, and slowly rubbed against the ground under the door of the tomb in that narrow gap.

Grinding slowly like sharpening a knife, you can't see any fluctuations in spiritual power, the method is indeed a bit stupid.

This was also because An Qingli didn't have a golden spirit root, so she couldn't control the metallic Lingbao jade hoe.

Little Pegasus was a little impatient: "Master, you are a Nascent Soul cultivator after all, isn't it a little too slow for you to use this mortal method of robbing graves? You can give some instructions and put a few wood-attributed crescents in there to try it out. "

While manipulating the jade hoe to grind the ground, An Qingli said, "You underestimate that black corpse worm."

"Try it." Little Pegasus was not reconciled.

An Qingli followed what it said, and punched a few cyan crescent slashes inside, and Xiao Lingxi could see clearly that the crescent slashes broke into the pile of black worms only a foot away, and then disappeared into nothingness.

Crescent Slash killed dozens of black corpse worms, but the dead black corpse worms were quickly swallowed by their companions, and new black corpse worms grew out, filling the entire tomb soon.

Listening to Xiao Lingxi's description, Little Pegasus felt that the black corpse insect was terrifying, even if the divine beast Phoenix entered, it would immediately disappear.

An Qingli flicked a few more fingers to wind in. Due to the small gap and the thickness of the corpse insects, the wind that penetrated into the tomb was not strong, and it only killed a small piece, and then that small piece of corpse insects quickly became the nourishment for the rest of the corpse insects. .

If you want to take down these black corpse worms completely, you have to dig a bigger hole and let a strong wind go in.

The jade hoe is still grinding slowly.

After more than ten days of grinding, a one-inch-deep groove was formed, and An Qingli's two fingers were finally able to enter the groove.

Two slender fingers came out of the mustard space, put them into the groove, and aimed at the tomb.

There is only a tiny gap between the groove and the tomb chamber, blocked by a thin stone wall.

Alchemist An Qingli's two fingers kept pinching the Fengfeng Jue.

This kind of Fengfeng Jue, just like the imperial object art, can be practiced by any monk with spiritual roots.

The instructions are quick.

The wind picked up in the groove, and the turbulent air flow quickly rushed towards the tomb through the narrow gap.

Where the wind passed by, the black corpse insects died immediately, especially near the groove, there were a large number of dead corpses.

But those living black corpse insects couldn't wait to rush up, scrambling to devour the corpses of their companions.

An Qingli's tactic is faster.

More wind to go.

At the place where the groove connected to the tomb, too many black worms died at once, and those black corpse worms who couldn't see seemed to sense the danger instinctively, and they started to fear the wind and didn't dare to get too close.

Hearing what Xiao Lingxi said, An Qingli's thoughts moved again. The Lingbaoyu hoeed out of the mustard space, and slammed into the thin stone wall in front of him hard, breaking a wider opening.

An Qingli sent both hands out of the mustard space, put them into the groove, and pulled the afterimage.

The entire cemetery burst into a gust of wind.

Those black corpses who were afraid of the wind fell into despair in an instant.

The densely packed insect corpses were so numerous that the black corpse insects that were lucky enough to survive had no time to devour them.

A small half of the living black corpse insects are still struggling to survive at the bottom of the tomb.

Since most of the black corpse worms were lost in an instant, the black corpse worms in the room quickly deflated like a leaky skin bag.

The top of the tomb was empty, and there was no shadow of the black corpse insect.

As long as you don't touch the black corpse worm and the mucus in the black corpse worm's mouth, you can't do anything with the mustard space.

An Qingli saw the timing, manipulated the mustard space to suddenly exit the groove, and went to the top of the tomb.

There is a large piece of insect corpses underneath.