Reborn as a wolf

Chapter 68 Seven-Color Delicate Flower

From a distance, a dozen black-robed monks of the Ghost Sect of the Underworld spewed out clouds of red mist. It was not until Tang Hui broke into the formation that he realized that this was not a red mist, but a kind of miasma, commonly known as red mist. miasma.

The miasma itself is a poisonous gas. After being sacrificed by the black-robed monks of the ghost sect of the underworld, its power is even more powerful. Groups of naked ghosts fly around in the red miasma, and they pounce on Tang Hui with their teeth and claws open. Come on, at least hundreds of ghosts.

No wonder the female monk in the middle of the holy water palace kept using palm thunder. Leifa is the nemesis of ghosts and ghosts.

Dealing with ghosts and ghosts, I am afraid that Tang Hui belongs to the level of the ancestors of these Huangquan ghosts. After thousands of years of practice in Tongue Hell, Tang Hui deals with ghosts and ghosts every day, and he is too familiar with ghosts and ghosts.

Tang Hui smiled, and under the dumbfounded eyes of more than a dozen black-robed monks of the Huangquan Ghost Sect, he opened his mouth and took a sharp inhalation. The world is clear.

When I was really drowsy, someone brought a pillow.

Tang Hui was at the time when his mental power was exhausted. Although these hundreds of ghosts were of the lowest grade, they still allowed Tang Hui to recover a little bit of his mental power.

Only such a trace of mental power is needed, which means that Tang Hui can drive a part of the spiritual power of one of the dantians in his body.

These black-robed monks of the Underworld Ghost Sect are really "good people"!

The three female monks in Shengshui Palace finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the stone that had been hanging in their hearts finally fell to the ground, and they all looked at the savior who rushed out suddenly.

More than a dozen black-robed monks from the Ghost Sect of the Underworld were not fools. They knew that someone was coming and they were invincible.

"Want to run?"

Tang Hui sneered, and flicked his fingers repeatedly, and thirteen small fireballs the size of ping-pong balls popped out, colored like glazed glass, chasing after the black-robed monks of Huangquan Ghost Sect who were running in all directions.

This small glazed fireball is exactly the kindling that the five masters of Lingtai Sea of ​​Consciousness devoured the catastrophe of transformation—the fire catastrophe, and fed it back to Tang Hui's Liuli Jinghuo.

"what……"

"Forgive me..."

"..."

There were thirteen screams in a row. When Liuli Jinghuo met the body of the black-robed monks of the Huangquan Ghost Sect, it instantly burst out with the power of the fire disaster in the sky. The thirteen black-robed monks of the Huangquan Ghost Sect only had time to say When you utter a few words, they will be burned to ashes, and when the breeze blows, they will cease to exist.

Liuli Jinghuo is so powerful.

Tang Hui slapped his head suddenly, and cursed secretly: "If I wipe it, it won't even burn away their magic weapons and spiritual knowledge, right?"

Sure enough, the thirteen black-robed monks of the Netherworld Ghost Sect turned into ashes, leaving nothing behind.

Tang Hui was very annoyed. If he knew it earlier, he would have changed to a more gentle tactic. Now he is poor and white, and he doesn't have a single low-grade spirit stone. Even if he went to the God of Medicine Sect in the Valley of the Medicine King, how can he buy the marrow washing pill?

"Thank you for your rescue, senior."

The three female monks from Shengshui Palace said in unison, with expressions of gratitude.

Tang Hui rubbed his chin without any sense of superiority, then stretched out his right hand, rubbed his thumb and index finger together, and said: "When you see injustice, you draw your sword to help. That's what heroes in the world do. I can't help it." Not a hero."

The three of them looked at each other, not understanding Tang Hui's meaning.

Tang Hui said cheekily: "What are you doing here in a daze? Give me money! My appearance fee is very expensive. There are thirteen black-robed evil cultivators from the Underworld Ghost Sect, and they count as thirteen top-grade spirit stones."

The female cultivator in the Holy Water Palace in the center looked bitter and remained silent; the female cultivator named Xinlan on the right dug out all the spiritual stones in her storage bag, held them in her hand, and handed them to Tang Hui The female cultivator named Yaoyao on the left took a few steps forward, picked up her filthy flying sword, and said angrily: "Senior, although you saved us, but the thirteen top-quality spirit stones, we are nothing more than holy water!" How could the inner disciples in the palace have so many top-quality spirit stones? Not to mention thirteen pieces, even the whole body of our three sisters is not worth one top-quality spirit stone."

Tang Hui said with a straight face, "So, are you trying to renege on your debt?"

"No, no, no." The female cultivator called Senior Sister in the middle said quickly, "We can't repay the favor of the senior for saving us. It's just thirteen top-quality spirit stones, and we really can't get them out."

Tang Hui thought about it for a while, and indeed some of his lions opened their mouths. Those big monsters in Jiuhua Mountain had savings of thousands of years. How much savings, but at least he is an inner disciple of Shengshui Palace, the head of the top ten sects, and his family has a bit of money.

"Then thirteen high-grade spirit stones." Tang Hui's expression turned cold, and he said, "It can't be less."

"The senior let us get together to repay the favor of the senior for saving us." The senior sister in the middle said quickly: "Yaoyao, Xinlan, let's get together the spirit stones in our hands. At this time, don't hide them. Tucked in."

Yaoyao glared at Tang Hui reluctantly, took the sachet-shaped storage bag from her waist and threw it to the senior sister, Xinlan also handed over the spirit stone she was holding to the senior sister, and the senior sister also handed over her storage bag He took off the bag and began to count the spirit stones.

After a while, the female monk of Shengshui Palace, who was called the senior sister, said with an embarrassed expression: "Senior, we have collected all the spirit stones, and there are only more than 50 middle-grade spirit stones. Please..."

"What?" Tang Hui changed his face, and said, "I can't even gather a high-grade spirit stone. The inner disciple of Shengshui Palace, the head of the top ten sects, will be poor? Are you kidding me?"

"No, no, no." The senior sister in the middle was a little panicked, and said: "Senior, I dare not joke with you, it's just that in order to maintain the formation, too many spirit stones have been consumed, and there are not many left. Please forgive me, senior. .”

Tang Hui made a casual move, and the storage bag held by the senior sister in the middle flew into Tang Hui's hand automatically. Tang Hui weighed the storage bag in his hand, rolled his eyes, thought about it, and said, "Let's not talk about it." Those nonsense about repaying debts without spirit stones and body promises, please pay the IOUs, and I will go to the Holy Water Palace to ask for spirit stones in person after a while."

"What?" The female monk of the Holy Water Palace named Yaoyao on the left, heard that she still owed an IOU, and was chased by a man to the Holy Water Palace to ask for debts. She probably lost all face in front of the teachers and sisters, and even received a slap in the face. The teacher's punishment was not done at that time, and he said angrily: "No, I don't want to write any IOUs. If you want to kill or cut, it's up to you."

"cough."

The senior sister from Shengshui Palace pretended to cough to remind Yaoyao not to be too presumptuous in front of seniors, and said: "Senior, except that the exercises of Shengshui Palace cannot be passed on, we will use the magic weapons, pills and What do you think of seniors as collateral for other objects and materials?"

Tang Hui nodded reluctantly. To be honest, he really didn't dare to go to the Holy Water Palace to ask for spirit stones before the golden elixir was obtained. The Jindan elder couldn't bear to see it, and directly killed people to silence him. He didn't want to take this risk.

"Don't do it." Yaoyao tightly clutched her sachet.

"Yaoyao." The senior sister of Shengshui Palace's complexion darkened, and her voice became louder. Another female monk named Xinlan was very cooperative.

Yaoyao said with tears in her voice: "Senior Sister, this seven-color exquisite flower, but this time we spent a lot of effort on the task of the teacher's sect, and we collected it after a narrow escape. Handing it to him like this means that our task has failed. , Return to the palace, but you will be punished."

Seven-color exquisite flower?

Tang Hui suddenly felt ecstasy in his heart. It was really a timely help. That thing is a holy medicine for healing the damaged spirit stone. I don't know how many levels it can restore his sea of ​​consciousness in the spirit platform?

The senior sister from Shengshui Palace's face sank like water, and said: "Yaoyao, the seven-color exquisite flower is gone, we can still look for it, there are still many days left before the time stipulated by the teacher's mission, but if our little life is gone Even if you have countless seven-color exquisite flowers, it's useless, do you understand what Senior Sister means?"

Xinlan on the side also nodded slightly, and signaled Yaoyao to take it out with her eyes.

"Woooo..."

Yaoyao sobbed softly, and reluctantly took out the seven-color exquisite flower from the sachet, turned her head away, and handed the seven-color exquisite flower to the senior sister with one hand.

"cough."

Tang Hui pretended to cough, which attracted the attention of the three of them. He pretended to be generous and said, "I happen to be refining the Linglong Pill. I don't have the main medicine of the seven-color exquisite flower, so I can use this seven-color exquisite flower to pay off the debt."

"Thank you senior."

The senior sister of Shengshui Palace let out a long breath, and quickly offered the seven-color exquisite flower with both hands to show her sincerity.

Tang Hui made another move casually, and the seven-color exquisite flower automatically flew into Tang Hui's hands. Tang Hui looked at the seven-color exquisite flower carefully. The flower bloomed with seven petals, red orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple. The air is refreshing and the whole body is comfortable.

Just smelling the fragrance of these seven-color exquisite flowers, Tang Hui felt his exhausted spiritual power ready to move, and he recovered a little bit.

At this time, by no coincidence, the flying pigeon that was expected to fly to Shengshui Palace in the year of the monkey to pass the letter was intercepted by other female disciples from Shengshui Palace on the way, and the first person who came to the rescue was Tang Hui. Xie Ningbing, a true disciple of the Holy Water Palace, met in the underground river of Mount Jiuhua.

Tang Hui swallowed the seven-color exquisite flower without hesitation to avoid long nights and dreams, not even letting go of the mud stains on the roots of the seven-color exquisite flower, and instantly felt a cool air penetrating the Tianling Baihui acupoint.

In Lingtai Consciousness Sea, the foothold of Tang Hui's soul gradually expanded, fully expanded to a radius of [-] feet, and recovered to about one-tenth of his spiritual power, which was enough for Tang Hui to call six dantians, one of which was all spiritual power.