Immortality cultivation starts from Dongxuan Lake

Chapter 152 Dongyi

Then his fingers made a seal again, and the Blood Cloud Flag suddenly bloomed with an even brighter blood-colored light.

The eye-catching white-fronted tiger made a mournful sound, and its huge eyes stared at Lu Ming with extremely malicious eyes.

There was no way, it couldn't match Lu Ming's speed, and it wanted to make a sneak attack, but its divine consciousness detected it in advance.

The hard fur could not stop the blood mist from turning into a Taoist soldier and exposing himself time and time again. His internal organs were already in a mess.

But after the battle, Elder Jian commented: "You have some of the abilities of a celestial witch, but you are so slow to kill a fourth-level monster. It is really a waste of your ability."

Lu Ming couldn't help but roll his eyes, and at the same time, he kept cutting the fur of the eye-catching white-fronted tiger with his hands.

After a while, I touched a round ball but didn't take it out. I looked overjoyed.

Neidan.

Fourth-grade demon elixir!

Not every monster has a demon pill. This eye-catching white-fronted tiger is quite powerful, so it is normal to have a demon pill, so Lu Ming happily accepted it.

"This is mainly because your body bones are still too weak. Warriors like us from the Tushan clan can defeat this big insect with just our fists and tail."

Elder Jian looked at Lu Ming and said happily.

This made the smile on Lu Ming's face slowly fade.

Over the past few days, he had become familiar with Elder Jian, and naturally gained a lot of Tushan clan's bloodline abilities.

But he originally thought that the Tushan clan's fox bloodline should be good at speed and illusion skills. He just happened to want to learn the illusion fox, but it turned out that the Tushan clan was completely a melee-type fox.

The nine-tailed fox is good at hand-to-hand combat, and his name is Tushan.

"The person you mentioned who is good at illusions should be the Qingqiu clan, and has little to do with our Tushan clan." Elder Jian said.

Lu Ming just laughed, the Tushan clan was separated from the Qingqiu clan.

Lu Ming would never believe you when you said that he didn't bring out any witchcraft corresponding to the illusion system.

However, if you refer to the world of immortality, you will know that illusion is a high-end inheritance, so it is natural that he does not want to use it. Those melee moves... Lu Ming is also a little greedy.

Even though Elder Jian's words are exaggerated, they are worthy of being compared to the eye-catching white-fronted tiger.

This eye-catching white-fronted tiger is a strange species that can destroy second-level spells with its body alone. Its body is extremely powerful. If it hadn't sprouted wings, even Lu Ming might not have been able to defeat it.

And... a tail.

No matter what, Tushan is still a human being. He cannot look like a fox and has no tail at the back, so they must have some witchcraft to turn into a fox.

It's a pity that Elder Jian was very vocal, but there was no way for Lu Ming to obtain the corresponding witchcraft.

Soon, after a period of exploration, Lu Ming finally found the place where the crowd gathered.

Or smell the food, thanks to Xiaoying.

……

"Who are you?" The child wearing animal skins...or Xiao Wu asked immediately after seeing the stranger arriving.

"Where are you from?"

At the same time, Elder Jian's words rang in his ears: "It's really weird, this child is not afraid of you at all."

"This shows that they should live in a relatively safe environment so that they are not afraid of the arrival of strangers." Lu Ming replied calmly in his heart.

With divine consciousness, he can communicate with Elder Jian without any obstacles.

In reality, Lu Ming showed a kind smile to the group of little witches who were harvesting spiritual rice and said: "My name is Qing. I come from Dongjiyuan. I wander here and hope to get some supplies here."

Foundation-building monks in the world of immortality can eat wind and drink dew to gain life. As long as he has sufficient spiritual energy of heaven and earth to replenish his body's consumption, Lu Ming naturally does not need dietary supplements.

However, monks in the witch world are respected for their bloodline, which consumes more energy. Moreover, their practice is not a technique, but the power of bloodline, and the efficiency of utilizing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is extremely low.

But...who says people have good blood? In short, even at the level of a great witch or a celestial witch, a large amount of food is needed to replenish the body's consumption.

And as a transaction, it can definitely be regarded as an important means to understand the entire Wu Clan world.

Although Elder Jian knew it, he had been dead for thousands of years after all.

Time is enough to change a lot of things, and he also discovered that these little witches were holding picking and planting tools. Although the clothes they were wearing were made of animal skins, they looked exquisite.

It shows that the technology of textiles, clothing and planting has been greatly improved compared to thousands of years ago.

Only the Jumang clan has the corresponding secret techniques for the technology planted thousands of years ago, but it may not be unique to his family a thousand years later. After all, the Jumang clan fled in all directions, so they will naturally dedicate these witchcraft skills to the new tribal leader.

"Really, from the east, could it be Dongyi?" The leader of the little witches asked Lu Ming.

Lu Ming's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he asked in his heart: "Elder Jian, what does Dongyi mean?"

Elder Jian in the totem thought for a moment, considered his words and said, "Maybe it refers to people from the east."

"possible!"

"Don't you know?" Lu Ming said with a dark look on his face.

"How do I know what the names in this world will look like after a thousand years? Who knows if they will be given other meanings, but... seeing that their tone is not harsh, it shouldn't be a bad thing, right?"

It can only be this way!

So Lu Ming nodded slightly to these little witches.

As long as I don't speak, you won't know what I mean. Who knows whether nodding is in agreement with Dongfang or Dongyi.

Originally, this foreign wandering witch cultivator who called himself "Qing" didn't answer for a long time when he asked questions. Several friends were still a little worried, wondering if they had encountered a bad witch.

Seeing that he nodded nervously, he breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, Dongyi, it’s natural that he’s a little shy about mentioning his identity.

So the leader left a few friends to see Lu Ming, while he took the harvested spiritual rice back to the tribe to call for people.

Looking at his flying figure, Elder Jian said: "This figure is walking on the sky, and he has practiced Qinggong well!"

Lu Ming ignored him and sat on the ground waiting for someone.

Soon a witch cultivator came here.

The leader, a young man wearing coarse linen clothes, carrying a bow and arrow on his back and a stick made of branches in one hand, asked immediately after seeing Lu Ming.

"Are you Dongyi?"

"...So be it." The smile on Lu Ming's face suddenly froze, and then he said hesitantly.

He originally didn't understand the meaning of calling these children Dongyi, but he finally figured it out after asking a few questions while waiting for someone.

The so-called Dongyi refers to those clan immigrants who disobeyed Daxia and fled to places like Dongjiyuan.

Elder Jian was also very speechless. He did not expect that such a big change would occur after a thousand years.

And what is summer.

"My name is Yi Yin, and I am the vigilant witch of the Rong clan. Whatever you want to trade, we have the Rong clan to trade it for you."

He said with expectation in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)