Chapter 1085

When you penetrate the divine knowledge into the dog's eyes, you will feel the flames inside, but it is not the dog's anger, but the role of the fire beads in your own magic subduing stick. The hot energy emitted by the burning bead is being released from the tentacle's spine, blending with the astrolabe and convection energy. This thing is like the true Qi of human body, running back and forth on the astrolabe and magic subduing stick again and again.

Only when Fang Qi went in did he know that the internal structure of tentacle monster was very different from that of the original Eagle dog monster. The real tentacle monster was only a mass of black mucus, which was a spore plant growing in the depths of mountains and forests. This thing is similar to Cordyceps sinensis. Sometimes it shows the characteristics of insects, and sometimes it is the same as grass. However, this thing can change into an animal after swallowing an animal. As it moves wider and wider, it swallows more and more things, and its intelligence is also growing rapidly.

If we hadn't met Fang Qi and Miao Miao, no one would dare to say what kind of terrorist creature this thing would become later. It is precisely because it swallowed Fangqi's magic wand and added a astrolabe that its body showed positive characteristics.

There are two opposite stomachs in its body, like left and right lung lobes. These two cysts are one Yin and one Yang. The things it devours are also divided into yin and Yang. Vicious people are swallowed into the Yin and stomach, but good people rarely encounter them. The more bad people devour, the greater the promotion of its negative development, until they become huge and incomparable fear monsters.

After understanding the physical characteristics of the tentacle monster, Fang Qi finally understood why it swallowed its own fiery magic subduing stick, but it was not killed, so there was no fire to burn to death. No matter how abundant the negative of this creature is, there will be a limit. When the positive cannot prevent the development of the negative, the tentacle monster will keep swallowing to achieve the goal of expansion. Finally, when there is no phagocytosis, it will eat itself.

When the negative energy reaches its limit, there will be a phenomenon of autophagy. This phenomenon is manifested in the collapse of a black hole on a celestial body, that is, it has swallowed itself. Tentacles also conform to this law, with theout exception.

After figuring out such a thing, Fang Qi was afraid. Of course, if he swallowed himself, he might turn himself into a bone in his body. Isn't it a Japanese dog? Fortunately, it swallowed an iron bar with hot beads. Miao Miao has many ghost ideas. If she doesn't come up with an idea, it's really troublesome.

Thinking of this, Fang Qi pulled Miaomiao: "ah, Miaomiao..." suddenly jumped out of bed and saw Miaomiao's body emitting a trace of cold. His body was stiff like ice. Feel her pulse quickly. If Miao Miao hangs up, it's hard to go back, let alone finish the journey to the West.

But Miao Miao won't die. Her life is longer than her own. After so many reincarnations, she can still keep some memories. She can't help but say that she is really not a person. She is a God. True Qi was injected into her body and wandered around. It turned out that this guy was practicing yin-yang reversal.

Miaomiao's cultivation is different from her own. She can practice even when she is sleeping, which makes Fang Qi catch up with all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred. But there's no way. Everyone's physique is different. He is naturally suitable for practice. Just like he is a good material for fighting, others can't learn it.

In other words, if Miao Miao hadn't been like this, he might not have made much progress even if he had been practicing for 800 years. Fang Qi is a rough man by nature and can't be compared with Miao Miao.

After staying in the inn for more than ten days, they finally waited for the good weather after rain. Not to mention their depression, even the merchants who often run on this road also burst into a smile. A man in the saddle set out early.

Fangqi didn't want to delay any longer. They asked the master to have breakfast and set out early. The more you go to the southwest, the more desolate the road will be. You can't see any other scenery on the road except barren grass, barren mountains and endless mountains. Fortunately, it's midsummer. In addition to the mountains, there are grasslands with all kinds of wild flowers on the wasteland. There are more sheep and horses here. I saw many herdsmen grazing all the way.

Gradually, on the road, we also met many horse teams and merchants, as well as neat and uniform troops in a hurry. In the evening, I came to a small village, which was probably built for business. Most of the people in the village are nearby herdsmen. The reason why they gather here is probably because they can exchange something with the caravans. The village is not big, but it is very lively.

There are also stone houses in the village, but all the houses here are low door heads and high thresholds. Only when I asked the shopkeeper for lodging and dinner did I know that this kind of door is designed to prevent jamming. Because of the inconvenience of his legs and feet, if he doesn't come to the house, he can't attack people. Kaqiang is a dead man who climbs out of the soil.

It turns out that the customs here are the same as those in southern Tibet. I think these Mongolian Yuan people brought their beliefs and customs here. Sure enough, most of these herdsmen are Mongolian Yuan people. Compared with the local people, Mongolian Yuan people are also superior local tyrants. At least they don't have to pay taxes, food and money like the locals, and they can enjoy all kinds of privileges.

The Mongolian Yuan people here are more polite to the Han people in the Central Plains than other places. They only know white and yellow gold and silver. They don't care who has more money. Fang Qi paid for his meals and accommodation. He felt a little comfortable eating mutton and horse milk wine often eaten by Mongolian Yuan people.

The people here are different, and the food they eat is also different. Fangqi's biggest fear is to cook a pot of sticky food with potatoes and broth. It's very lucky that they can also eat dry cheese and pot helmet cakes here.

They gathered around and had a full meal. They were about to go back to the inn to have a rest with hiccups. The shopkeeper suddenly stopped Fang Qi: "Sir, wait a minute. I have something to say." Seeing the shopkeeper's eyes looking at the others, Fang Qi knew that he had something to say, so he waved to them: "go back first, I'll go back later."

When they left, the shopkeeper pulled him aside and asked mysteriously, "my guest, where are you going?"

Fang Qi pointed to the Southwest: "when you do business, you naturally want to rest in peace and Persia. What's the matter?"

The shopkeeper peeped at the people around him who were eating. "To tell you the truth, my guest, I'm a Persian who came to eat. I said that there is a war between Persia and the Sabbath."

Fang Qi didn't understand: "they start a war and do my hair business. I'm just a small business. How they like to fight has nothing to do with me."

The shopkeeper took out an object from his body: "I have a road sign here. If you don't have a road sign, I'm afraid you can't even get into the city." When Fang Qi saw it, I went and worked for a long time. This boy just wanted to sell his things.