Interstellar Counterattack Becomes a God

Sammo Hung glared, "What is your name, grandpa? Call the counselor, go and go, and even if you pass the customs if you find Fenglian, I will treat you equally and will not open the back door for you."

Wu Yankang nodded, "That is, Grandpa, you are the most fair and just, we're going to find Fenglian."

After all, Wu Yan pulled Xiao Luo out, who was still in shock, Feng Lian was on the periphery.

"Then, is that your grandfather?"

"Yes, dear, it seems that the next days should not be sad, but unfortunately my grandfather is only a counselor for the first three stages, and I can only rely on myself in the future."

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"You just go straight out like this, where shall we find Fenglian? What does Fenglian look like?"

"My grandfather gave me a map, just click on it to find it. Fenglian Fenglian is the lotus of the Valley of the Wind and Frost, and it is usually used to make a soup for the cubs of the wind system to strengthen their health. But I don’t know the specific effect of Fenglian in Zhiwang. After all, the cubs can’t get on Zhiwang.”

"That's the case, then why should we collect it?"

"It should be a test of our observation ability, endurance, and subtle manipulation. The wind lotus is so small that it cannot be observed with the naked eye. It can only be found with mental power. Moreover, the wind lotus is particularly fragile. Broken, the whole squeamish bag. It's fine if it's broken, and the powder will itch when it touches the mental power. I don't know what the principle is."

The two walked back under the stele again, and Wu Ling took the map to compare, "That's it, there are a lot of wind lotus on the stele."

"Then we start to act?"

Wu Ling nodded and gave a hum, then exhorted again: "The action must be light."

"I know."

The two of them, one on each side of the stele, released a little bit of mental power to investigate carefully. Although there are a lot of them, it is small, and the natural density on such a large stone tablet is not big enough.

Xiao Luo cautiously, starting from the corner of the stele, searched line by line.

The sun was gradually setting, and Xiao Luo finally found a bunch of flower bones, and gently tethered the bottom and pulled it. It didn't come down, and it didn't come down even harder. How fragile it was?

There was no other way, Xiao Luo had to change targets. He found several flower bones, without exception, they couldn't get it off.

Finally, he found a flower that had already bloomed. Following the principle of being careful and unmistakable, he gently stretched out his mental strength and tried it, and moved.

As a result, Xiao Luo was so excited that it shattered, and the turquoise and transparent flower ashes floated on Xiao Luo's spiritual strength.

In an instant, Xiao Luo felt that there were tens of millions of ants on the spiritual power thread gnawing, Xiao Luo decisively cut off that spiritual power, anyway, he had a lot of spiritual power, so he didn't care about that little bit.

When he encountered Feng Lian again, Xiao Luo played 120,000 points cautiously, and finally succeeded in getting Feng Lian. At this time, Wu Ling had been waiting for a long time, and the first one he encountered was the blooming wind lotus, and he easily took it down.

Wu Ling asked: "How is it?"

"Well, got it, let's go back."

"go."

"Why can't Huagudu be picked?"

Wu Ling was surprised, "I thought you knew that the Fenglian that was not open would probably be picked up by level ten abilities. It might be a self-protection mechanism."

Xiao Luo touched his head, "I have forgotten many things."

Wu Ling knew that something happened, and comforted: "It doesn't matter if you forget to study again."

He returned to Sammo Hung and handed it to Fenglian. This time Xiao Luo sensed that Sammo Hung had taken the Fenglian with mental power and threw it into a small bottle. It is estimated that it was specially made for Fenglian.

One person got a badge, Wu Ling 0002 and Xiao Luo 0003, and then the two also sat next to Mo Miao to practice.

They who are addicted to practice do not know what kind of battles have gone through outside, countless people have been eliminated, the final 20,000 groups, each group of 500 people, the primary election came to an end.