Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

Chapter 17 Repair the cracks
In the dark night, Fu Zhu carefully listened to the sound of the wings of the Nether Butterfly, and clenched the long sword in his hand.

The Nether Butterfly is cunning, and when the phosphorescence falls off, it will also emit a little green. She must find which point of fluorescence is the Nether Butterfly itself.

With a bang, a half-foot-high flame sprang out in the night, revealing the figure of the Nether Butterfly. land.

The sudden fire light also fell silent.

It turned out that during the battle just now, Yan Hua used all his spiritual power to forcefully cast a fire spell, and it was extinguished in a breath of time.

But for the talisman, one breath is enough.

Yan Hua's spiritual power was exhausted, and she staggered back two steps, Tian Qiqi hurriedly supported her and fed her a pill.

Seeing this, the talisman directly joined Qing Xu's battle.Probably the death of the Nether Butterfly stimulated the big Nether Butterfly. A few strands of red faintly appeared in its dark green eyes, showing a state of berserk.

A strong wind suddenly picked up, making the person unstable.

This kind of battle is not for those who have just drawn their breath into their bodies. One of them might catch fire at the city gate and bring disaster to the fish in the pond.

Meng Ke quickly built an earthen wall to block him.

"Senior brother, let's make a quick decision!" Fu Zhu said to Qing Xu.

This big Nether Butterfly has already been irritated, if a fish dies and the net is broken, Meng Ke's earthen wall will not be able to stop the remaining prestige.

Qing Xu also had this intention, pouring spiritual power into the sword body, and using the first stance of the lead swordsmanship, the fragrance is unparalleled!

With the help of the ice flower formed by the Water Frost Technique, the talisman leaped into the air and landed behind the Nether Butterfly. It also slashed at its left wing with the same trick of Fangze Wujia.

Two sword qi struck one after the other, cutting off the left and right wings of the Nether Butterfly. It struggled for a while in the air, and finally turned into a ray of blue light and disappeared very quickly.

"Senior Sister Lin Zhi, are you alright?"

Xuebai Qianying has a graceful figure, and the people below can only see the afterimage left after she disappeared in place.

A golden sword light suddenly appeared and fell from the sky. Lin Zhixue stepped on the body of the Youming butterfly with her white cloud boots, stepped on it, and the Youming butterfly fell heavily to the ground.

Yan Hua, Tian Qiqi, Meng Ke: "!!!"

Senior Sister Lin, who seemed gentle and gentle, turned out to be so fierce when fighting!

Lin Zhi brushed the broken hair from her temples, and got down from the corpse of Nether Butterfly, looking gentle and gentle.

She said softly, "It's okay."

It's all right.

The trouble was that Nether Butterfly, who was stabbed and trampled to death.

Meng Ke murmured in his heart, but dared not speak out.

Fu Zhu took down a piece of autumn cicada feather, and motioned the three of them to get closer, "I'll show you how to repair the crack, and you can remember it."

Seeing that Fuzhu was talking about business, the three of them did not dare to take it lightly and watched her movements carefully.

"The autumn cicada feather has veins on it. When spiritual power is injected into it, the spiritual power will swim in the texture of these veins. Only when the spiritual power is filled with these veins, will the cracks repaired by Qiu Chanyu be firm."

A bit of blue, almost transparent spiritual power from the fingertips of the talisman penetrated into the cicada's feathers, flowing down the veins like water, and soon covered all the veins.

She pointed and tapped lightly, and the autumn cicada feathered into a streamer, flew towards the big crack in the mouth of the bowl, and the gap began to shrink until the last gap was closed.

"Next, you operate it again. If there is something wrong, I will point it out again."

Meng Ke had been eager to try it for a long time, and couldn't wait to take out the piece of autumn cicada feather in his hand, and poured his spiritual power into it.

Tian Qiqi and Yan Hua glanced at Qiu Chanyu in their hands, and injected their own spiritual power respectively.

"Senior Sister Fu Zhu, why does my spiritual power flow so slowly in my veins?" Meng Ke asked.

At this time, half of the veins of Qiu Chanyu in his hand were not covered by spiritual power.

"Inject a little more."

Meng Ke scratched his head, and had to pour some spiritual power into it again. It has changed, but the speed is still very slow.

When Sister Fuzhu is operating, it will be ready in an instant, right?
At this time, a crimson aura flashed beside him, and Yan Hua had already repaired a gap.

"Senior Sister Fu Zhu, is that so?" Yan Hua was the fastest learner, and asked Fu Zhu for advice without being arrogant or impetuous.

A flash of surprise flashed in Fu Zhu's eyes, he probed into the crack that Yan Hua repaired, and praised: "Not bad!"

Zhou Tanzhi, who was tens of miles away from here, seemed to have a feeling in his heart, and stopped his forward pace, with a smile on his handsome face, and said to the team behind him, "No need to go."

"Aren't we going to help little junior sister?" The person who spoke was a foundation-builder in the team, who had been worshiping Jianzong for many years, but had not been able to break through the golden core for a long time.

The purpose of coming to Mengyuan Secret Realm this time is to practice more and see if we can gain anything.

Zhou Tanzhi smiled and said: "With the swordsmanship of my junior sister, there is no need for our help."

It is their unfounded worry.

The Foundation Builder thought about it, and felt that what Zhou Tanzhi said was quite right.

The fact that Zhou Tanzhi is not far away, Fuzhu and the others naturally don't know.After repairing the cracks here, everyone has a sense of accomplishment, and the money is getting hotter, and they can't wait for a few more monsters.

"Don't take it too lightly. Just after a battle, your physical and spiritual power have been consumed. If you encounter this group of monsters again, it will be difficult to deal with." Qing Xu said.

"Senior brother Qing Xu is right, we still need to be vigilant." Fu Zhu echoed.

Although the four Nether Butterflies were eliminated, she still had an unspeakable sense of oppression in her heart. Butterflies are born from the bones, and there must be dead people.

I hope everyone is safe and well.

Fortunately, there are only a few such monsters living in groups. Fuzhu and the others met a single monster behind them. The three of them took turns to fight, and when they met the next monster, their physical and spiritual strength recovered.

"Which one is this?" Fu Zhu cut off a tiger demon and asked casually.

Meng Ke memorized the number, and hurriedly replied, "No. 30 is seven."

When Qing Xu and Lin Zhi heard this number, smiles appeared in their eyes. They participated in the autumn hunting, and at most they killed twenty monsters. This time they broke the record!

In the past, the leader team basically killed monsters, and the number of cracks repaired fluctuated around [-]. From this point of view, maybe they can really win the championship this time!

The corners of Fu Zhu's eyes were slightly raised, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

She didn't come to Mengyuan Secret Realm in vain in the past, and she knew where there were many monsters and beasts.

This is the first time for her to bring her juniors and sisters to participate in sect activities, how embarrassing it is not to take the first place?
The three of Yan Hua didn't know how many cracks had to be repaired to get the first place, but seeing that the brothers and sisters were so happy, they knew in their hearts that their rankings would definitely not be lowered.

With Chen Hongjin, Zhu Qingyi, Zhou Zhao, and Mi Yu in front of them, it is very difficult for them to stand out among the new disciples. This autumn hunting may be the time for them to become famous.

Thinking about it this way, each of the six members of the team had their own happiness.

Before the tiger demon's corpse disappeared, Fuzhu wiped the blood on the sword on the tiger's skin, feeling unsatisfied, and cast a water spell to wash away the blood spots that were not wiped.

(End of this chapter)