Too ruthless, I will become a group favorite in the world of cultivating immortals

"My... my mud shadow..." Mu Anran pointed at Yu Lan, "It was eaten by her mud shadow!"

Yu Lan, "..."

"Really? It's called a mud shadow, right? Then you'll be safe if someone eats your mud shadow?" The white-faced demon repaired with a half-smile, "And her mud shadow will be safe after eating your mud shadow? "

He actually pinched his woody chin, "Do you think I'm stupid?"

His jaw was in sharp pain, and Mu Anran frowned patiently, "This... I don't know, maybe I'm too weak, Luo Lingyao doesn't like food like us at all! See, senior, not all of them have shadows at present. A monk with a golden core, how can we match it!"

The white-faced demon cultivator raised his eyebrows, extremely beautiful, "Answer me, who does that clay shadow just now belong to?"

Mu Anlan's eyes drifted to the side.

The white-faced Moxiu slowly let go, "Is that so?"

He seemed to be in deep thought, clutching his chin.

The white-faced devil stared at her for a while, then asked suddenly.

"Then guess where is my clay shadow?"

Mu Anran coughed, showing embarrassment, "I really don't know about this! Maybe the senior is too strong, and the mud shadow dare not even touch your body!"

Dao Xu glanced lightly.

At this moment, she was really spineless.

The sound of fighting gradually weakened, and Mu Anran thumped in his heart, "Well... why don't we get out of here first? It's not safe here, senior, it would be bad if you get hurt later!"

"You know there's my mud shadow there."

A calm voice suddenly sounded, it was Dao Xu.

Mu Angran's heart skipped a beat.

"Why do you still want to flee there? Is it because you know how to get out of trouble?"

"This... how do I know?"

Dao Xu looked at her calmly, "There is no one here who knows the situation better than you, don't you know?"

Mu Anran had a bitter face, "I really don't know, the situation was so critical at that time, how could I care about that?"

Dao Xu lowered his eyes slightly, not knowing whether to believe it or not.

Mu Anran hurriedly said, "Seniors, let's really leave quickly, it will definitely come looking for its body in a while, that would be bad!"

Suddenly, Mu Anran's feet were empty, and her collar was lifted up by the white-faced Moxiu, "In that case, come with me."

"senior!"

The white-faced demon cultivator had a half-smile, "Do you have an opinion?"

Mu An fell silent.

The white-faced demon could only do one hand, and with a slight push, a hole was made, and he said in a high-pitched voice, "Let's go."

"Senior!" Mu Anran did not give up, "Aren't you chasing her?"

"Then I kill her now?"

"No, no, no! Let's go!"

Mu Anran was taken away by the white-faced demon cultivator with a constipated expression, and Dao Xu followed without saying a word.

In the end, Yu Lan was left alone.

she,"……"

The white-faced magic cultivator is too arbitrary.

"What are you waiting for!" The old man hated iron for being weak, "Hurry up and run now!"

Yu Lan's phoenix eyes fluttered a little, but she finally became firm, "She was the one who led me out of trouble just now, and I also attracted the magic cultivator. I can't abandon her!"

"Yu Lan! Are you still going to take revenge!"

"Revenge is one thing, being worthy of one's heart is another!" Yu Lan climbed up the pothole.

Grandpa, "You'll regret it!"

Half an hour later, the white-faced Moxiu returned to the lake with Mu Anran.

It's still a mess here, the body of Nanxiu Zhuji is still there, Mu Anran forced back the vomiting intention.

For half an hour, the white-faced demon cultivator never stopped. He dug the hole as fast as he could, circled several times and came back.

The white-faced demon cultivator was quiet for a while, then suddenly said, "It seems that you are right, the mud shadow is no longer here."

He let go, and Mu Anran was finally free for a short time.

Her feet were weak, she fell to the ground and slowed down, then turned her head to meet the Jindan female cultivator with a horrified expression.

She was in the same state as Nanxiu Zhuji, with two bloody tears on her face, hollow eye sockets, and leaning against the wall with her mouth open, she looked like a ghost at first glance.

Mu Anran wiped his face.

It seems that Jindan female cultivator is really hard to escape from the enemy.

Seeing that the white-faced demon cultivator didn't respond at all to this, Mu Anran tentatively hooked the storage bag of the Jindan female cultivator.

The white-faced Moxiu gave her a condescending look, and Mu Anran quickly let go.

The two looked at each other, and the white-faced demon repaired with a half-smile.

Mu Anran quickly took the storage bag again, holding it in both hands, "Senior, I took it for you!"

Who knew that the white-faced Moxiu didn't care about the storage bag at all, and nodded his chin towards the lake, "What's the use of these fish?"

Each small fish at the bottom of the lake has its own color, and they swim back and forth in the lake, and after swimming for a while, they sink to the bottom.

Mu Anran glanced at it, and understood, "Senior, this is called Mengyuyu, it is a very good training material!"

"Oh? How do a few fish cultivate?"

Mu Anran said, "Treasures are not necessarily for self-cultivation, but some are for self-cultivation, such as Mengduyu. Senior, you can see that they have different colors, which represent different functions."

The white-faced demon cultivator was very interesting, and lightly tapped her with his finger, "Then you go and show me."

Before Mu Anran had time to speak, there was a pulling force, she flew into the lake suddenly, causing a wave of fish to swim,
The lake is not deep, about half of the waist, Mu Anran stood up from the lake, wiped the water on his face.

She really thanked his family!
Mu Anran kept cursing in his heart, and said innocently, "You see, I really didn't lie, the dream fish is completely harmless. The way to obtain it is simple, and it is extremely rare, it really makes people flock to it."

The white-faced demon was thoughtful, "You can show me how to use them."

"..."

Mu Anran tried to tell himself to restrain himself, showing a smile, "Different colors represent different states of mind. Choosing a dream fish is the first challenge. For example, you were in a clear state of mind at the time, but you chose a bright dream fish. fish, then the effect of dreaming fish will be almost nothing."

"Oh?" The white-faced demon cultivator became interested, squatting by the lake and asked, "What does that white one represent?"

"As the name suggests, it represents purity, and it is an excellent choice for monks when the Taoist heart is pure but dusty."

"However, the dream fish is a firm-willed monk, the less effective it is, because such a monk usually insists on himself and will not be affected by external objects."

The white-faced demon cultivator was a little disgusted, "It doesn't sound useful."

"But sometimes insisting on oneself is not a good thing. No matter what, the dream fish that can improve the mood is a good thing. Some people may not appreciate the role of the dream fish, but they cannot deny its existence."

The white-faced demon cultivator suddenly stood up and turned around to look.

Mu Anran was standing in the pool, and only now did she realize that Dao Xu appeared behind the white-faced Moxiu. She stood there for an unknown how long, which made her heart freeze.

"Xuanxiu," said the white-faced devil, "don't you guys never meddle in other people's affairs? Why are you catching up now?"