Two or three things in the copy

Chapter 722 Alien Paradise (21)

"In this way, it seems even more inconvenient for me to move." Wu Mingkong is now like a bloated potato, with flowers and plants densely covered on the surface.

According to the news, tomorrow is the Zongmen Grand Competition, but it is a pity that Wu Mingkong can't go, so he can only be bored in improving skill proficiency and Lingzhi experience.

There are not only flowers and grass on his body now, but also some small trees are also rooted in him, and he doesn't look human at all.

At present, all the spiritual plants on him have reached level LV4, because the four-piece set is still at level 3, so the spiritual plants planted on him have no effect. The proficiency of the set can only be pulled up.

So, he started brushing the spare tire, that is, the [-] spiritual plants for the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley.

Because the vibrant group effect of level 3 has changed from 1 meter to 3 meters, 3 meters high, 3 meters wide, and 3 meters long, Wu Mingkong directly asked people to arrange the spirit flowers according to this and a cube, and they can paint many pots at a time. .

Of course, these people are no longer the original servants and stewards, but puppets.

The flower slaves refined by Feng Shuang are extremely loyal and will not leak any news.

At present, only Feng Shuang knows about Wu Mingkong's existence, and Feng Shuang also suppressed the movement caused by him cultivating more than 180 spirit flowers at one time.

boom! ! !
Wu Mingkong was brushing his skills, when suddenly there was a loud noise outside, which seemed very intense.

"Is the Zongmen Dabi still setting off fireworks? The sound is a bit loud, and the color is a bit unlucky." Looking at the black mist that continued to spread in the sky, he felt that if the Wanhua Valley wanted to set off fireworks, it would be too late. He would not choose black, he must choose pink. He expressed his disapproval of the aesthetics of Wanhua Valley.

"This can't be the Yin Mo Sect coming to attack." Wu Mingkong suddenly remembered something, that is, Wanhua Valley and Yin Mo Sect are actually neighbors, and the Wanhua Valley Zongmen is so big. How could Zong not come to help.

After all, it's rare for people to come together so well. If they are wiped out in one wave, wouldn't it be a waste of this opportunity?

At that time, this large area will be directly placed in their territory of the Yin Demon Sect.

Wu Mingkong glanced at it, but didn't pay attention to it. Anyway, when the sky fell, there was a tall one standing against him. Isn't there Feng Shuang, the owner of the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, standing up against him? It was the elders' turn but not his turn.

Bang! ! !
There was a loud bang.

From the sound, Wu Mingkong could tell that the first time it should have exploded the formation at the gate of Wanhua Valley, and this second time something should have landed and smashed into Wanhua Valley.

Then the shouting and shouting should be the start of the fight, after all, they have already hit you in front of you, if you don't fight back, wouldn't it be the end of the left cheek and the right cheek?

"According to the normal process, I should be a part of the outside rush now." Wu Mingkong felt secretly refreshed when he thought of this, and he could only say that fishing is really comfortable.

"It's an abnormal process now, will it lead to plot killing?"

Wu Mingkong was a little puzzled, if this triggered a plot kill, then the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers would be over, who would collect exotic flowers and herbs for him?
Besides, Feng Shuang is actually quite good, at least the inheritance will be given as long as it is said.

For example, after he reached the full level of "Hundred Flowers True Kungfu" some time ago, he was very straightforward when he asked the other party for follow-up skills.

"Recruiting Bees", "Introducing Butterflies", and "Feng Shui Yuan", these three skills are also B-level, and they can be regarded as the last skills of the "Hundred Flowers" line. As for whether there are any further skills, Wu Mingkong will I don't know.

But from this point of view, it should correspond to the three "Mash", "Blood Water" and "Bone of Vitality" in the same vein as "Zhengyan".

It's just that in Wu Mingkong's view, the exercises of these two veins are called wrongly.

You have a hundred flowers competing for beauty, but it turns out that where the flowers are attracting bees and butterflies, there is Fengshui, and where the flowers are competing for beauty, it is the flesh and blood that draws vitality, isn't the order reversed?

The only way to attract bees and butterflies is to compete for beauty. If you don't compete for beauty, where will the bees and butterflies come?

Fortunately, Wu Mingkong is not someone who cares about these things, he doesn't care if he has learned everything.

Seeing that the six temporary skills in the skill column are constantly increasing in proficiency, he has a strange feeling that since he learned the three skills of the "Hundred Flowers" lineage, the "Zhengyan" lineage Skill proficiency is rising faster and faster.

At first I thought it was an illusion, but after reading it for half an hour, I found that it was not an illusion. As for the three skills of the "Hundred Flowers" lineage, Wu Mingkong is not clear, and it is likely that they have also been boosted by the "Zhengyan" lineage. It was only because there was no comparison that Wu Mingkong couldn't feel it.

"It's a pity that it's a temporary skill, and it can only be brought out after reaching a B-level evaluation. Although I haven't done these three sub-quests yet, I guess it will definitely fail, and I don't know if I can get a B-level evaluation." Wu Mingkong was still a little bit cautious. Yes, the line of "Hundred Flowers" is fine, but the line of "Zheng Yan" is really easy to use.

As for hidden missions?

Forget it, the first two have practiced "Hundred Flowers" and "Zhengyan" to the full level and he can still hang up, but the last one to complete "Hundred Flowers" has no clue at all.

Unless he can synthesize "Hundred Flowers" and "Zhengyan" to the full level, otherwise it will be impossible. The top is A level. Wu Mingkong thought it would be S level, but he thought too much.

How could six B-ranks combine into one S-rank?

The biggest generalization is to combine these six B-levels into the skill practiced by the Patriarch of Wanhua Valley, which is A-level.

"Why is the voice getting louder and louder? It won't really trigger the killing of the plot." Wu Mingkong summoned a lot of sword energy to form a huge chair with different colors, and he sat on it directly.

Don't worry about the spiritual plant pressing on your body.

How to put it this way, I have recently upgraded to an S-level physique by relying on Lingzhi, plus a lot of BUFF brought by Lingzhi's skills, let alone pressing down, just step on the ground, Wu Mingkong's Lingzhi on his body There will be no problem.

In addition, he found that the highest level of spirit and physique was S-level, and he couldn't upgrade any higher. This made Wu Mingkong a little weird. Isn't it a bit bad how easy it is to get full attributes.

"My lord, the owner of the valley has ordered you not to go out if it is not necessary. If there is anything urgent, you can tell me to do it later." A man with flowers on his head stopped Wu Mingkong, his tone was very respectful , but the meaning is also very obvious, that is, you can't leave here, and you have to speak up when you have something to do.

Wu Mingkong looked at this flower slave, and the meaning of flower slave was obvious, that is, a servant made of flowers, which was one of the specialties of Wanhua Valley.

"It's like this outside now, I don't know if the teacher can handle it, I'd better go and see."

This is quite reasonable, but Wu Mingkong really wants to see it?

Not really, it was just a polite gesture, and he waited for the flower slave to refute, and then he went back to continue salting the fish in a legitimate way.

You still have to do something about the appearance, otherwise you will look like it's none of my business if the sky falls, probably everyone will think that you are a bit of a white-eyed wolf.

"My lord, don't worry, the valley master is powerful, and the demon cubs from the Yin Demon Sect will come to harass him once every ten and a half months. Sir, please go back to the house and rest." Hua Nu reassured Wu Mingkong, let's go back and continue salting fish.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you here." How could Wu Mingkong refuse? If the other party really let Wu Mingkong go out, then he would have a big headache. After speaking, he turned around and went back. He didn't miss it at all. He was just being polite. That's all.

He suddenly remembered one thing, that is, if Wanhua Valley perishes, can he change sects?
After all, the main line and the branch line didn't say which sect must be chosen. If this sect is cold, he can just jump to the opposite Yin Mo sect and become an elder.

As long as the spiritual plants on his body are fully opened, even if he can't be the head of the sect, he can be an elder. At that time, he can use the identity of the remnants of the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley to ask for everything.

Although it may not be very good to use the word remnants, but .
boom! ! !
Wu Mingkong hasn’t figured out what to do next. If Wanhua Valley is really killed by the plot, he should jump back into the Yin Demon Sect to deal with the Yin Demon Sect’s suzerain first, or be careful of the Yin Demon Sect, and be an elder first. At that time, the outside had already entered.

Feng Shuang didn't know what was going to knock her down, so she flew towards Wu Mingkong's position, landed in the garden outside, and plowed a long ditch on the ground.

Wu Mingkong looked out from the inside of the house, he didn't feel anything about Feng Shuang being beaten like this, but the ravine was really deep, just a little uneven.

And Feng Shuang also struggled to get up, and at a glance, he saw Wu Mingkong, who was covered in flowers, plants and trees, and looked like a hairy potato, looking at him in the room, feeling a little embarrassed for a while.

"Feng Shuang, let's see where you can escape today."

Before Feng Shuang could explain anything, an old man drove a black giant eagle and chased after him. He was holding a black bone sword that was made from an unknown animal, and there was an inexplicable tone in his tone The refreshingness, it is estimated that Feng Shuang should be hit by the opponent's move.

"Hmph, old devil Yinhun, don't think that you can do whatever you want in my Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers just by refining a dragon bone sword with black dragon bones. Look at it." A spirit flower bloomed in Feng's hands, turning into an arc towards the sword. Watching the old demon Yinmo hit him.

Don't look at Feng Shuang's face is calm and breezy, but in his heart he is bleeding.

He didn't expect that the ghost old devil would personally come out of the mountain to attack him in the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley. If he knew it, he would refuse the Zongmen Grand Competition, and wait for Wu Mingkong's first batch of spiritual flowers to be cultivated before the competition.

At that time, he will have this batch of spirit flowers, and by arranging them all over the Valley of Thousand Flowers, he will be able to raise the Great Formation of the Mountain Gate of the Valley of Hundred Flowers to a higher level.

After all, with the spirit flower in charge, the power is naturally stronger, unlike now, where they can only borrow the power of mountains and rivers, but the formation of the mountain gate was broken by the opponent's dragon bone sword with a single move.

The ghost old devil looked at the spirit flower that Feng Shuang was fighting over, his eyes flashed with disdain, the dragon bone sword in his hand stabbed in the air, and a dragon soul rushed out of it, swallowing that spirit flower into his belly in one gulp , and after circling in the air, spit out a mouthful of black water and rushed towards Feng Shuang.

Seeing this scene, Wu Mingkong was in a bad mood.

How did you two get involved with him when you two were fighting?

The amount of black water is huge, if he really wants to come over, not only Feng Shuang will be hit, but even his house will be flooded.

Although this house is not his own, and he doesn't feel bad if it is gone, but he, a melon-eating crowd, is also affected by Chi Yu, which is not very good.

So, Wu Mingkong didn't regard himself as a member of Ten Thousand Flowers Valley at all, that's why he was eating melons and watching dramas there.

If it was really a disciple of Wanhua Valley, he would have run away long ago, why would he stay here to watch the two fight each other, and even want to take out popcorn and fat house water, it would be bad luck.

In the eyes of Old Demon Yinhun, Wu Mingkong is of course a disciple of Ten Thousand Flowers Valley.

I could only hear the clanging of dragons and clangs of the sword one after another. In Wu Mingkong's house, the sword energy was flying all over the sky, volleying the sky to wipe out the black water spit out by the dragon soul.

You can see that the ghost old devil is not well. How can you have so much sword energy hidden in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, and it still has sword intent?
Of course he didn't notice Wu Mingkong, he lay down on the ground and pretended to be dead, and covered himself with a spiritual plant that could restrain breath and conceal vitality, from a person to a corpse covered with flowers and plants.

The sword qi fluttered, rushing towards the dragon soul densely in an instant. Moreover, Wu Mingkong didn't like the ghost old devil, the main reason was that this dragon soul spit black water and prepared to drown him, which made him feel uncomfortable.

The old demon Yinhun didn't even have time to take back the dragon soul, and in just a split second, the huge dragon soul was strangled to pieces by the dense sword energy.

When Flood Soul died, the Flood Bone Sword in his hand also began to grow cracks inch by inch, and then directly shattered and turned into pieces, just like that Flood Soul.

"I didn't expect there to be so much sword energy containing sword intent in Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, and I don't know how those sword cultivators would feel if they knew about it." After seeing these sword energy, the ghost old devil naturally knew that he was no match. But although these sword qi can repel the enemy, it is also a disaster.

As long as he spreads out that there is a bunch of sword energy containing sword intent in Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, those sword cultivators will flock to him and divide up the sword energy directly.

"Heh, let's talk about it after you leave Ten Thousand Flowers Valley alive." Feng Shuang also understood this point, with a strong killing intent in her voice.

The ghost old devil smiled disdainfully, and turned around to run away. Originally, he didn't need to remind him, but he had confidence in his black eagle and was not afraid of these sword qis at all.

The reason why I said it was nothing more than to put some pressure on Feng Shuang. After all, death is not terrible, what is terrible is the time waiting for death.

As soon as he said this, and then spread the news, Feng Shuang's pressure would suddenly increase, and it was even possible that he could not eat well or sleep well.

This is much greater pressure on Feng Shuang than Yin Cece's explosion.

After saying this, the ghost old devil turned around and left while driving the black eagle. This time, although he failed to destroy the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, and even lost a dragon bone sword because of it, he felt that he had made a lot of money, so he didn't need to do anything. Flower Valley may be extinct.

However, he wanted to leave, but this time it was Feng Shuang who refused to let him go.

He was afraid of the opponent's dragon bone sword before, but now without this sword, he naturally doesn't fear the opponent.

The flower rain fell all over the sky, forming a tornado, and Black Eagle couldn't escape at all, and was directly drawn into the flower rain tornado, even the ghost old devil was involved, but it was because of his magic, a He turned into a black cloud and flew away.

Seeing this, Feng Shuang spat out a petaled qi sword from his mouth, piercing straight into the black cloud, the ghost old demon couldn't help screaming, and fell from the black cloud.

"Ah~~"

Wu Mingkong also shuddered, he was not frightened by the ghost old devil, but by Feng Shuang.

He made up his mind that he would definitely not learn the other skills of Wanhua Valley. Every skill is very serious, but it is not with flower petals, flower rain, or even flower fragrance. If it is a different female player, he might learn it, but Wu Mingkong can’t, it’s not him. Discrimination, but this thing is really not in line with his style. He can bear being like a potato with hair all over him, but he absolutely can't bear to have flowers in his hand.

He can accept even a little bit of a funny face in the sand sculpture.

"However, if it can be changed into a flower with a funny face, then I can accept it." Wu Mingkong thought for a while, and his bottom line didn't seem to be that high.

Sometimes if you force yourself, this kind of special effect is actually acceptable.

Then, Wu Mingkong saw a giant flower rising from Feng Shuang's feet, and with a touch of his feet, it turned into flying petals and went towards the falling ghost old devil.

"The skills are good, but the special effects are a bit unsuitable for me, a straight man of steel." Wu Mingkong found that he still couldn't accept it, and what made him even more unacceptable was that Feng Shuang changed from a flower petal into a human form, and he didn't know when he was wearing the previous clothes. In the robe made of flowers, a foil sword stabbed out in his hand, and landed directly on the forehead of the ghost old demon, and the sword pierced through.

In the blink of an eye, the ghostly old devil continuously overflowed with the fragrance of flowers from his forehead.

Until the whole body burst open, pieces of petals gushed out from the body of the old ghost accompanied by the fragrance of flowers.

There is only one head left, which is still hung on the foil.

"Good trick, but it's a pity that you are still one step too late. Even if you kill me, the news has already spread. You Wanhua Valley just wait for the sword cultivators to break through the mountain gate." She took pleasure in others' misfortune, and then flower buds bloomed in her eyes, and as her entire head was covered by flowers, she lost her vitality.

Feng Shuang also had an ugly expression on her face. Although she didn't know when the old ghost got the news, she could be sure that Wanhua Valley would really suffer this time.

Sword cultivators are very strong, at least they must be stronger than flower cultivators like them.

Glancing at Wu Mingkong who was pretending to be dead, Feng Shuang also heaved a sigh of relief. He was still worried that Wu Mingkong would run away or rush forward like a fool and say, teacher, I will help you.

Feng Shuang was very satisfied with Wu Mingkong's actions. This kind of baby lump should pretend to be dead when he encounters such a situation, otherwise the loss will be great if he is injured. What makes him even more satisfied is that Wu Mingkong's sword energy can help He got rid of the dragon bone sword of Old Demon Yinhun, which also surprised him.

As for the follow-up crisis caused by sword energy?
To be honest, Feng Shuang also knew that without Wu Mingkong's sword energy, Wanhua Valley might not be able to survive this catastrophe, so there is no need to worry about the future, not to mention, fortune and misfortune depend on each other, as long as we grasp it well, this matter may not be a disaster. An opportunity in Flower Valley.

As long as the arrangements are made properly, and the combination of vertical and horizontal, maybe Wanhua Valley can have another backer, and sword cultivators all over the world can be a backer for Wanhua Valley. people die.

After all, not all sword cultivators are unreasonable. The ghost old devil is a demon, and he judges others by himself, so he naturally thinks that everyone is like this.

(End of this chapter)