The days of accompany the senior sister to cultivate immortals

Chapter 1074 Don't You Feel Unwell?
She was extremely thoughtful, and even made a generation of bigwigs feel strange.

Probably she belongs to the type that just when you say you are hungry, she brings you meals; when you say you are sleepy, she can make your bed and quilt right away.

It's a pity that her timely style is obviously not suitable for this matter.

"These things are too bad!" The generation boss shook his head.

Lin Ruoyu was shocked and said: "This is a Langhao brush, something that was pulled from the wolf demon in the Immortal Realm of Longevity. Chi Yangtian couldn't find anything better than this."

"You also said that it's something from the Immortal Realm of Longevity. It's strange to be able to do such a thing." A generation of big men sighed, but at this time she couldn't get her head straight.

Lin Feng was pondering Lin Ruoyu's words.

It seems right to think about it, if it is just a simple slash, there shouldn't be any problems, not to mention that she is not doing things alone, after all, there are other people to supervise, and the anxiety in her heart is slightly relieved.

"How about a knife!" Lin Feng said calmly.

A generation of bosses snorted: "You come as soon as you say? Do you really think this is something that can be done casually? I still need a little time to prepare. You are here waiting for me."

After finishing speaking, she nodded towards the Pu Moshu, motioning her to leave with herself.

Immediately afterwards, he waved to the little big brother to let her follow, and the three of them left here quietly.

The three of them didn't go too far, they purposely found a place with few people in Xuanwu Peak, a generation of big men drew a circle casually, and squatted down first.

A catfish followed closely behind, and its roots coiled into legs also plunged into the depths of the ground.

The little boss also followed her example and squatted on the ground.

"What do you think of this matter?" The generation boss asked.

Pu Moshu frowned and said: "It's very strange, I've never seen such an example, this catastrophe has been passed, but the realm has not improved."

The little boss looked at the two big brothers, and then said: "The eight-mark realm needs to be stabbed four times, but he had a problem last time, could it be because of this reason?"

"Not bad, you know how to think." The first-generation boss raised his brows, and he didn't expect to be able to say such reasonable words from her mouth.

The little boss smiled shyly and scratched the back of his head.

The first-generation boss nodded and said: "It's very likely to be like this, so now we can only help him make up for it."

"Can it be done?" Pu Moshu hesitated.

Although she is a god-level figure and has instilled power in people, she has never used this method. It is crazy to think about giving a knife to the master of the seven-scar immortality realm and let him cross to the eight-scar realm.

Big Brother nodded and said: "In theory, it is possible, but I haven't played it before, so I don't know the specific situation. As for whether to do it or not, it depends on your opinion."

"Then try it, he himself agrees." The little boss said nonchalantly.

Seeing that the little big brother agreed, a strange smile appeared on the corner of the generation big brother's mouth, and he stared at her intently, as if he was planning something bad.

This expression frightened the little boss, she inadvertently covered her chest, and moved her little feet backwards.

This is just a small move. Compared with the big moves of a generation of big shots, she is still inferior.

Seeing the other party's small palm that is not much different from her own, the little boss actually felt a feeling of being irresistible, as if what she was facing was not a big boss with only the strength of the Immortal Realm, but the whole world. world.

Unable to resist at all, he was grabbed by the ponytail on the back of his head by a generation of big shots.

When the undetectable voice came, the little boss turned pale with fright.

The first-generation boss looked at her with great interest, patted her little face and said: "I just like to see you like this, just pulling a few strands of your hair can scare you so much!"

The little boss feels very wronged, her hair is not ordinary, throwing a hair at random, ordinary little stars will be finished.

But it can be regarded as a small toy in front of the boss.

"Master, do our horoscopes conflict? I always feel that you like to bully me!" She pouted and said with some dissatisfaction.

A generation of bosses snorted coldly: "It's not just our horoscope, other people are not much better than you. You, a guy who is scolded by thousands of people, really think you are something good?"

The little boss turned pale. Of course, she knew that she was not a good person and caused great harm to the five continents, but she couldn't help herself.

Now she just wants to be a good person, but Master is always afraid that she will forget, and often brings up this matter to bury her, which makes people uncomfortable.

After finishing the little big guy's hair, a generation of big guys started to put their minds on Pu Moshu.

"Bring me one of your tenderest branches."

Pu Moshu frowned, this thing is like her own power, a branch will be damaged a lot, but at the moment, she didn't hesitate, but did as she said.

The generation boss laughed and said: "You are willing to give such a precious thing, the relationship is really extraordinary!"

"My own existence belongs to the master, so what about a part of my body?" Pu Moshu said indifferently.

A big man weighed the branch in his hand that was only as long as a small arm. It was very tender, with emerald green leaves on it. Even if it was separated from the main body, it still showed a trace of terrifying power.

She rubbed it casually, and used the branches of the catfish tree and the hair of the little boss to construct a brush that was at least at the level of a saint.

After finishing this task, she put the brush aside, took out a small porcelain bottle, tapped her finger lightly, and forced a drop of blood into the small porcelain bottle.

When a small drop of blood dripped into it, there was a sound echoing in the whole world, as if the sound of the water drop had been maximized.

With the blood leaving the body, it unexpectedly burst into colorful colors.

Pu Moshu frowned and said, "What's the matter with your blood?"

"If you eat too much good food, it will naturally change. It's normal to watch it a few times." The generation boss said nonchalantly.

Pu Moshu sneered, there are many secrets in her body, even this blood is different from ordinary people, as far as I know, even a few other people's blood will not be condensed to this level.

The little boss despised it in her heart, no matter how she looked at it, there was something wrong with the blood, she also said that there was a natural mutation, she ate a lot of good things, and Lin Feng also ate a lot, why didn't there be any mutation?

Holding the small porcelain bottle and lifting the pen holder, the generation boss nodded and said with satisfaction: "This is perfect!"

It has to be said that both Pu Moshu and the little boss agree with her statement.

Part of the body of God, the pen holder made from the hair of the great sage, and the blood of a strange god, these three things together may be worth enough to buy the entire Chiyangtian, and still be rich.

As the three left, Liu Xiaoxiao also ran over to care about Lin Feng's problems.

Lin Feng said it was all right, she couldn't rest assured, she had to check each one by herself before she could breathe a sigh of relief.

Not long after, the three big bosses rushed back. The first generation big boss waved his hand to let Liu Xiaoxiao get out of the way, while he stood in front of Lin Feng and told him: "It may hurt a little, but you are a big man You shouldn’t be afraid, just be patient!”

Lin Feng nodded, closed his eyes, and mustered all his energy to deal with the situation in front of him.

The Great Sage Qingrou noticed the strange liquid in the porcelain bottle, he couldn't help but glanced at the Great Sage Yunsi in surprise, and frowned deeply.

The faces of the other great sages were also not good-looking, their brows were wrinkled, and they looked at the generation of big men very fearfully.

The great sage Yunsi took everything into his eyes, and then sighed softly.

"Sure enough, I guessed correctly. The existence of this kind of blood has been condensed. There is only one person throughout the ages. The person who should least survive is still alive. What does this mean?"

Thinking of this, she couldn't help clenching her fists, and murmured: "Master, she is really still alive, why are you no longer here?"

She was very entangled in her heart, but the generation of bosses didn't look at her at all.

Perhaps a generation of bigwigs knew that she might recognize her identity, after all, she was the person who claimed to have looked at her from afar back then, but all this was not important.

She put all her attention on Lin Feng, and the corner of her mouth secretly grinned.

Lifting the brush lightly, it was stained with blood, and when it was lifted, it stroked towards Lin Feng's forehead.

"Boss, please draw better!" Lin Feng said anxiously.

If it was Tiandi who drew the marks of four knives, without any modification, it should wrap the eyebrows like a flower. Now Lin Feng lacks a middle stroke, and sometimes this one stroke can ruin everything.

"Don't worry, I know what I know!" The generation boss nodded.

Her eyes were deep, and she thought in her heart: "My blood is extraordinary, but all beautiful things have their terrifying side. This is not something ordinary people can bear, but the amount is very small. I want to see, can you Can bear it!"

With one click, everyone's attention was on Lin Feng's forehead.

A generation of bosses didn't joke about tricks, and they perfectly made the best knife. With this colorful trace painted on it, you can almost see the fine sweat on Lin Feng's forehead, and the strange sound of blood touching his body. .

Lin Feng frowned, and with the passage of time, the knife was perfectly integrated into the center of the brow.

At the same time, Lin Feng felt the change in the power in his body, and his true energy suddenly swung. Even if all the experts present, they couldn't help but take a few steps back, all surprised that his power was so strong at the moment.

"Is this a half-step saint? Are you fucking kidding me!"

There was the remnant soul of the great sage who couldn't hold his breath. This person was relatively rough and had a hot temper. He yelled out without any scruples.

Pu Moshu pondered: "It is indeed a bit weird. I always feel that there are too many things mixed in this power, which is not pure, but it is definitely strong enough. Maybe it can really compete with the saint."

At this moment, Lin Feng woke up, his eyes were full of magic, and when he scanned his surroundings, even the remnant soul of the great sage couldn't bear it.

"Thank you seniors for your help!" Lin Feng said gratefully.

The first-generation boss was surprised and said, "That's the end of it? You don't feel any discomfort in your body, such as your brain or body?"

(End of this chapter)