Genius Demon Empress

His long cyan hair became mottled and pale, and there were few bald hairs left. The raised Danfeng eyes were covered with wrinkles like chicken skin. His complexion was old, and he dragged a worn wizard robe, showing himself a terrible smile with bare teeth.

Yue Jinghua shuddered suddenly, shook his head, trying to expel the terrifying appearance of the aged Qingpu from his mind.

She is very clear about the function of the water in the lake of death. She saw with her own eyes that the giant winged mosquito hatched from a young egg to an adult mosquito, and it only took a few breaths.

According to Feng Chuo, Xiaoqingpu swallowed the whole bottle of death lake water, and the consequences can be imagined.

Yue Jinghua also tried to communicate with Qingpu with her consciousness and asked about the specific situation, but she found that the communication between her and Qingpu seemed to be cut off midway. Whereabouts, he seems to have disappeared.

An unprecedented sense of anxiety hovered in her heart, Yue Jinghua only felt restless.

Feng Chuo's alchemy room is located in the south of the village. It was converted from a warehouse in the village. After tidying up, a new alchemy tripod was purchased.

Some dried medicinal herbs and some refined medicinal herbs were neatly placed on the alchemy shelf.

When I found out, it was already like this. After counting it just now, it not only swallowed the bottle containing the dead lake water, but also ate a lot of mixed poisons and poisonous plants, Feng Chuo didn't know that the cannibal The importance of Qingpu to Yue Jinghua, but seeing the boss's appearance of wanting to eat people, he could only bite the bullet and point out the few medicines and herbs that were missing.

There are thirteen kinds of poisonous erysipelas, the deadliest of which is the lake of death.

When Yue Jinghua found the man-eating little green cattail, it drooped its leaves, its whole body was black, and there was no trace of profound energy in its veins, as if it had been drained of water. No matter how Yue Jinghua communicated with his consciousness, No effect.

Yue Jinghua tried to inject a few wisps of good fortune into the man-eating little green cattail again, but nothing responded.

In terms of spiritual wood, Ye Zi is more authoritative than Yue Chen, who has lost part of his memory. For the sake of Qing Ye, Ye Zi helped to check the situation of Xiao Qingpu: The cases of spiritual wood poisoning are not uncommon. , compared to players, ordinary plants, after being poisoned, the toxins can be digested by soil and water conditions. Spirit wood has a stronger ability to disperse poison, and it can rely on the spirit wood core to eliminate the toxins in the body. It's a pity This cattail grass, although it is a spirit wood, but it has not been able to cultivate a spirit wood core, so it may be more or less ominous.

As Ye Zi said, she touched the leaves of the cannibal dandelion curiously. It was strange to say that she had seen no less than a million kinds of spirit trees, and she had never seen a green dandelion of this color, especially the green dandelion. The pattern on its body is very special. What's the name of this little thing? It looks quite special. If you know its species, maybe I can help you think of a way.

Yue Jinghua was at a loss for words for a moment, she didn't know the species of the cannibal little green cattail, and the green cattail had never been mentioned, but what was certain was that the grade of the cannibal little green cattail would never be simple.

Since the cannibal Xiao Qingpu signed the contract with Yue Jinghua, relying only on devouring the corpses of mysterious practitioners and mysterious beasts, as well as the nourishment of the Mo Xi Xing Consciousness Sea, his cultivation has improved rapidly, and he has already reached the third level. Although it is only the third rank, for ordinary spiritual trees, such a rank is very inconspicuous, but only by the cannibal Xiao Qingpu advancing twice, the profound skills learned, Pu Zhiyin and Pu Zhishun, it can be seen that, The cannibal little green cattail must not be an ordinary spirit tree.

After a busy afternoon, after using various methods, the cannibal little Qingpu still showed no signs of recovery.

Yue Jinghua still couldn't get in touch with Qingpu, and she found that Pu Zhishun and Pu Zhiyin couldn't use the natal mysterious skills she learned from Qingpu when she was a child.

After nightfall, Yue Jinghua sat helplessly in the Sea of ​​Star Consciousness, where Yuxuan Star and Dixuan Star radiated faint starlight.

The man-eating little green cattail in his hand was still lifeless, Hiss-- There was a slight itch on the neck, and the blond little Gore emerged from Yue Jinghua's collar, and her tongue was like a snake letter in Yue Jinghua's mouth. Jinghua licked the side of the cochlea.

Leaving you alone in the Sea of ​​Star Consciousness, are you lonely? Since the Snake Fagore has become the animal god in the eyes of the villagers, Yue Jinghua had to minimize her appearances outside.

Right now she was too distracted to tease brother Gore.

Hiss—— Gore, the snake who already possessed the consciousness of a semi-holy beast, uttered an immature voice, Gore has a way——

Gore? Have you learned the human language? Even though the snake-haired little Gore was also of the blood of a holy beast, Zong Shaoqing used some secret method last time to beat her back to the cub stage. In the cub stage, Snake Hair Gore, although his cultivation base has been greatly reduced, his temperament has become no different from that of a newborn baby, and he even regards Yue Jinghua as a mother-like existence.

The cultivation of holy beasts is more difficult than that of ordinary profound beasts. It is reasonable to say that Snake Fagore will have to go through at least ten years or even dozens of years to evolve from a baby to a child who can speak human language. In other words, with the help of Moxi Star Sea of ​​Consciousness, its cultivation has greatly improved.

A trace of anxiety flashed in the blue eyes of the snake-haired little Gore. It wasn't long before she was able to speak human language, and she was not able to speak smoothly. Unlike Xiao Qingpu, she could directly communicate with Yue Jinghua's spiritual consciousness.

She pointed to the dying man-eating little green cattail, and then pointed to the ink rare book standing in the sea of ​​stars, emitting elegant starlight from time to time.

You mean, open the treasure book? Yue Jinghua's heart moved, and saw that the ink rare book was automatically opened page by page without wind.

On the first page, there is also a detailed record of the nine-turn good luck skill. On the second page, there was originally a painting of the chaotic green lotus fire, but since Yue Jinghua practiced the second level nine-turn good fortune kung fu, the chaotic green lotus fire broke the book and disappeared. After leaving, it turned into a blank.

Could it be that, with Yue Jinghua's thoughts moving, the second blank page of the book suddenly shone with light, and Xiao Qingpu was actually sucked into it.

Yue Jinghua was taken aback, and saw that on the second page of the Moxie Collection, there was a portrait exactly like the little green cattail plant.

Could it be that the Grimoire can also nourish the spiritual wood? After the little green cattail was inhaled into the Grimoire, a little bit of starlight appeared on its withered leaves and veins, and the color was brighter than before, although it did not return to the original His appearance is much better than when he was first poisoned.

Little Gore, what's going on? Do you know something?

Seeing the owner's anxiety, the blond-haired little Gore also became anxious. She stuttered and struggled for a long time before choking out a few words: Sheep, sheep, the power of faith.