Chapter 1130

Ye CuO was very happy in his heart. He also felt lucky to get the Dan Huang Ding.

Since he got this little tripod, good things have happened constantly. According to old man CHO, what he sees now is only the most basic function of Danhuang tripod. There are still many secrets that have not been developed.

Ye CuO said to himself in his heart: when the busyness of this period is relieved, I will buy more herbs and feed them to the danhuangding, which can save lives at the critical moment.

On the island of the spirit gathering array, several simple houses were built, surrounded by plants.

Suya on the island, obviously feel much better mentally, no longer as sick as before.

She was born smart. The more carefully Ye CuO took care of her, the more she could feel that her body must have a very serious problem.

However, people with great wisdom often have great consciousness, so Suya didn't have the sadness of dying. Instead, she felt that every day was precious.

All the plants on the island are herbs. The growth speed on the island is many times faster than that on the outside. It's also a sense of achievement to watch the seedlings grow one by one and keep on jointing.

Suya is very happy to take care of this large medicinal field on the island.

When ye CuO ascended the island, he saw Suya wearing a white skirt, walking in the fields, surrounded by hazy aura, just like Lingbo fairy.

Although I have seen Suya many times, I can still be amazed every time I meet her.

If you think about it carefully, Su Ya's appearance is outstanding, but it's not that no one can compare with her. At least Yan Feiyu can be compared with Su ya, and the cloud is not too far away.

But when it comes to temperament, Su Yazhen has a kind of fairy air that floats out of the dust. At a glance, his heart is like a drop of dew, washing away the dust all over his body.

"Xiaoya!" Ye CuO said with a trace of joy, "here, I'll give you something good to eat."

Ye CuO entrusts Shouyuan Jindan to Suya, looking excited.

Suya said with a smile, "what is it? "Egg yolk?"

Shouyuan golden elixir is golden in color and looks very attractive. It is really like a salted egg yolk, giving people a very delicious feeling.

"Almost. Eat it. It's good for your health." Ye Cuodao.

Hearing the sweet smell of medicine, Su Ya said to himself: he has this identity now. He can get whatever he wants. He is still so happy when he gets the pill like an egg yolk. It must be a very valuable thing.

Thinking of this, Su Ya said: "I don't want to eat it. You can eat it yourself. I don't practice. It's useless to take these elixirs. If you eat it yourself, I'll be more powerful, and I'll be happy."

"Silly girl, it's no use for me to eat this." Ye CuO knows that Suya is not willing to eat.

He was a little moved, but Shouyuan Jindan didn't work much for him.

"Eat it now."

Su Ya is helpless, can only take over, way: "so big, direct swallow?"

"Swallow it. Try not to bite it open."

Suya swallowed a golden elixir about the size of an egg yolk and said, "it chokes me. I want to drink water."

Ye CuO hurried to get the water. Those people in the underground world outside would be surprised to see ye CuO like this: is Ye Cuo, who loves women so much, still the murderer?

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Miao, souhunzong.

It is located in the depth of 100000 mountains in the Miao area, and its residents have lived there for thousands of years. They belong to the descendants of Sanmiao in Jiuli, not the descendants of the Chinese and the yellow, but the descendants of Chiyou.

Among the tribes, there are many ancient rules and traditions.

Deep in the unknown mountain, the miasma is floating, and the dense canopy blocks the sunlight, making the whole forest quiet.

The thick trees were covered with thick green moss and parasitic vines.

The rain drips down the leaves and slowly penetrates into the decaying landmark leaves, forming a deep silt.

The unknown poisonous snake and insect swims quietly in the grass. The surface of its body looks no different from the surrounding scenery.

Vegetation on the ground, fallen leaves, and dead animal bodies, the stench formed by decay, slowly gathered into a toxic miasma, floating in the woods.

Countless mosquitoes buzzing in the air, like a constantly changing shape of the black phantom.

A wild boar was wandering in the dense forest. Suddenly, he was frightened by something in the grass. He immediately howled and ran ahead.

But after a short run, he sank into the deep mud.

The wild boar howled in horror and struggled, but it couldn't get out. Instead, it sank deeper and deeper.

A gray miasma floated over, and the boar struggled a few times and stopped moving.

The decay of corpses will last for months or even years, and new miasma will emerge in this decay.

In this crisis situation, there is a small group of people, carrying a stretcher, stepping on something like a sled, flying on the surface of the mud.

Everyone's nostrils are stuffed with two stinky pills, so that they will not be fumigated by miasma.

On the stretcher, there was a man with dark limbs, as if he had been frozen by the extremely low temperature and then melted away. All the muscles and tissues, all necrotic, were howling in pain.

The clothes of these people in black, with a unique style of ethnic minorities, shuttle in the woods, extremely difficult to find.

Deep in the mountains, a village built entirely of wood slowly appeared in front of people's eyes.

The village winds from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

The memorial archway made of ancient wood is as simple as the original tribal buildings. At the entrance of the village, on a huge stone, there are three big words: souhun sect.

Next to them are two stone carved monsters with ferocious faces, just like ghosts.

Rows of low and inclined wooden houses are full of traces of smoke and fire. The dried heads float under the eaves of wooden houses like corn under the eaves of northern families.

On the top of the mountain, in a building like a big temple, an old man in old age is roaring furiously.

The roar resounded throughout the valley.

In front of him lay young master Gou, who had just been carried back.

Looking at the complete necrosis of the limbs, young master Gou could only amputate his limbs. The old man's hair was dishevelled, like a mad lion, and his eyes were red with blood.

"My son! Who dares to hurt you like this? Tell me, destroy his family for your father and avenge you The old man said, around the entire hall, countless heads hanging on the wall, all issued a long ghost cry, like crying.

The demon god worshipped above the hall is blue faced, fangs, three heads and eight arms, with dark scales and muscles, which is extremely terrifying.

"It's... Shenbangye's fault!" Young master Gou burst into tears.

The old patriarch was stunned and a little absent-minded.

He didn't expect to be such a powerful opponent.

"Ye CuO!" The old patriarch smashed a cane chair full of snake patterns with one blow. "He has killed the son of the ghost witch grandmother and hurt my son again. Is it true that we have no one in the six veins of the south of heaven?"

The old master was talking. Suddenly, a disciple from outside came in and said loudly, "old master, there is a man holding a magic sword and asking for help at the foot of the mountain. He claims to be long Teng Pei AO and asks the old patriarch you to release Miss Zi Ning! "

The old patriarch was furious and stood up abruptly: "Longteng! Ye CuO! You... You are deceiving people too much