After dressing up as cannon fodder, I beat everyone in the house until they cried.

Chapter 293: Full marks for burial posture!

On the high platform.

The second elder of Yuehua Sect was very confused when he saw this scene.

"Is Ling Miao in need of spiritual plants? This is not possible. I have to give her some tomorrow."

Elder Zhao looked at Ling Miao with pain as he searched around like an evil spirit.

"No, what's going on with this little guy? Does she know that she is in our Yuehua Sect's own secret realm?"

In response to the speeches of Elder Zhao and the Second Elder, many people on the high platform commented: Isn't this normal for children?

Qingyun glanced at Elder Zhao and the Second Elder indifferently: You have never seen this kid even tear down the load-bearing pillars in other people's towers.

Cang Wu also glanced at Elder Zhao and the Second Elder lightly: "You have never seen this child even dig out the walls and floor tiles of other people's homes."

Li Bin also glanced at Elder Zhao and the Second Elder lightly: "You have never seen this child chewing on other people's flowers and plants."

After secretly complaining for a moment, several people came to the conclusion at the same time: Elder Zhao and the second elder were still living too happily.

Within the secret realm.

Ling Miao and his party moved in one direction, and during the process they also collected some common spiritual plants needed to refine the Red Blood Bead Pill.

After walking forward for a while, the three of them suddenly heard the sound of fighting coming from the front.

Ling Miao immediately leaned over and the dog leaned over to check.

Although Lin Qiancheng and Bai Chuluo didn't know why the younger junior sister asked the dog to touch it furtively instead of just walking over to check it openly, they all bent down and followed Ling Miao cooperatively.

The three people leaned forward furtively.

The three of them poked their heads out from behind a tree, and there were two groups of people fighting in front of them.

It can be clearly distinguished from the sect uniforms that they are members of Xuanling Sect and Lihuo Sect.

Four people fight together.

Two of them are obviously support, while the other two are the ones primarily responsible for fighting.

The two people mainly responsible for the fight were Fang Zhuchen and Qu Fengmian.

The other two people were Xie Tiye from Xuanling Sect and Ling Yu from Lihuo Sect.

Although Xie Ti was a weapon cultivator and was not very good at fighting, he and Qu Fengmian cooperated tacitly, and the timing of throwing defensive and offensive magic weapons was always just right.

With the blessing of magical instruments assisted by professional instrument cultivators, although Qu Fengmian fell slightly behind Fang Zhuchen, he was not at a significant disadvantage.

On the other hand, Ling Yu, who was following Fang Zhuchen, seemed to be in an awkward situation.

You might as well attack Xie Ti, but she won't fight her at all. If a defensive magic weapon is thrown, she can only attack the defensive shield.

Attack Qu Fengmian, she can only see other people's shadows with her small foundation.

So Ling Yu tried it on both sides to no avail, so he simply stood aside and shouted "Come on."

Not far from where the four people were fighting, there was a low shrub with one and only one winter thorn fruit on it.

Winterthorn fruit is one of the most difficult-to-find spiritual plants in elixirs.

Ling Miao looked at the configuration of these two sects from a distance.

His eyebrows narrowed, and he suddenly realized that they were all composed of a senior disciple and a junior disciple.

An idea flashed in the child's mind.

Right!

Logically speaking, when grouping, the largest should be grouped with the smallest, and then the middle group of three, so that the distribution of strength can be considered even.

The child immediately made a seven gesture and put it against his chin.

She thought in confusion, if this was the case, then the senior brother of their sect should lead her to act together!

Could it be that her senior brother didn't think carefully and didn't think of it?
Forget it, now is not the time to think about this! There are more important things to do now!

Bai Chuluo observed the situation there. There were two teams of direct disciples on the other side, and both teams also had disciples at the Nascent Soul stage. There is only one winter thorn fruit, and they will definitely not be able to defeat it. Although the winter thorn fruit is rare, they can only try their luck elsewhere.

"Junior sister, we..."

Before the word 'Liu' came out of his mouth, Ling Miao interrupted him.

"You two run to the east first, I will catch up later!"

If there is something good, there is no reason not to grab it!

"what?"

Under the strange gazes of the two, Ling Miao took out Xuan Si's two large iron fans.

After a standard diving action.

The child swung his hands and sank into the ground in front of the two of them.

Lin Qiancheng, who realized what Ling Miao was planning to do, said softly, not daring to make any noise, grabbed Bai Chuluo, turned around and ran towards the east.

In the fight on that end.

Fang Zhuchen gradually gained the upper hand and gradually became overwhelming.

Fang Zhuchen said calmly: "Junior Sister Qu, you are very strong, but you can't beat me right now. It's better to conserve your strength. Maybe you can encounter Winter Thorn Fruit if you go forward."

Qu Fengmian sneered, the spirit knife in his hand not losing momentum.

"Sorry, I am a person who can only be defeated but not admit defeat."

There was a hint of appreciation in Fang Zhuchen's eyes, "Okay, then we will fight to the end and accept it!"

The two of them took action at the same time and fought together again.

But the swords only collided with each other, and the two of them were stunned for a moment, and then stopped what they were doing.

Some slight movement under their feet attracted their attention at the same time.

The two lowered their heads at the same time, a trace of confusion flashed in their eyes. Was there a groundhog passing by?
But if you listen carefully, this weird noise doesn't sound like it's coming from a groundhog?

In the blink of an eye, the movement underfoot was getting closer.

A ridge appeared in the ground beneath their feet, and the ridge passed them at an extremely fast speed, approaching the low shrub.

The moment the bulge stopped next to the low shrubs, a small mound of soil quickly rose up on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the small mound of soil broke open, and a child holding two large iron fans flew out from the broken mound of soil.

"Bah!"

The moment Ling Miao jumped out, under the stunned gazes of the two people, he thrust his head and bit the stem of the winter thorn fruit, and pulled the winter thorn fruit off.

The child's movements were smooth and flowing, and there were some small mud dots flying up from the ground with her in the air around her. Two large iron fans shone with silver light, and matched with the dark blue uniforms. At first glance, they looked like It's a fresh fat carp jumping out of the water!
Before speaking, the child even gave his move a cool name.

"Mysterious truth! The tiny fish leaps over the dragon gate!"

After taking a bite of the winter thorn fruit, the child straightened up like a carp and plunged into the soil again, as if she had never been there. When she plunged back into the soil, not even a bit of soil was splashed.

Full marks for burial posture!

There is no more fruit!

"!?"

Fang Zhuchen and Qu Fengmian looked at this sudden scene and their breaths froze.

The two of them just stood there blankly, making no movement.

Xie Ti, who was standing behind Qu Fengmian, was also directly frightened by this scene.

His mouth was wide open and he couldn't hold any of the magic weapons in his hands.

It fell to the ground.

There is a crisp sound of "clang".