Qing'er Bingxue was smart and understood immediately: "Okay, I'll try it!"

She swam to Zixuan first and pestered her to tell her the solution.

The stone statue of Zixuan looked thoughtful, and finally nodded, protecting her daughter with her spiritual light.

Huang Shang retreated from the shadow of Chonglou and showed great strength. She didn't need to care about him, but Qing'er still needed protection if she wanted to go under the barrier.

Zixuan is better at this than Huang Shang. With her protection, Qing'er quickly disappeared into the barrier.

Then there's the waiting.

Even Huang Shang's heart lifted slightly.

The five spirit beasts can be said to be the key to the plot. If they are used by reincarnations, the consequences will be disastrous, and it will be useless even if the lives of plot experts are filled in.

The water monsters and earth monsters are located here, and they haven't really been born yet. It should be the easiest to defeat these two.

If there is no possibility of easing the situation even if the descendants of Nuwa take action personally, it will be really difficult to handle.

Fortunately, half a quarter of an hour later, the light flashed and Qing'er appeared, waving happily to him with a small snake wrapped around his neck.

This snake is about one foot long, with a greenish-green color all over its body, and a somewhat unreal shape. It has obviously just transformed.

Even so, its vertical pupils showed aloofness, and it paid no attention to others, including Zixuan. It was extremely arrogant.

Water monster!

"Come out!"

Huang Shang breathed a sigh of relief.

The Five Spirit Monsters are the complement of Heavenly Dao. They are indeed higher in seniority than anyone else. It is normal to be a little arrogant.

But as long as you come out, I will let you know why the flowers are like this... ahem, let you know that the love in the world is infinite!

"mother!"

The next moment, Qing'er screamed, jumped up, and rushed towards Zixuan.

Because as soon as the water monster left, the stone statue was filled with the spirit of water, flowing throughout her body. Zixuan finally regained her beauty, hugged her daughter, showing great love, and kissed her again and again.

However, she has not fully recovered her mobility. There are still rocks below her calves, and she is still suppressing the earth monster.

Well, fortunately, there is no need to go to the toilet...

Fortunately, Zixuan didn't know that the person in front of her was so knowledgeable about life details. She saluted formally, but there was something strange in her eyes, and she said, "Ten years ago..."

She only said four words, then suddenly realized something, swallowed the words, and spit out a spirit bead from her mouth: "This is the water spirit bead, please accept it!"

Huang Shang watched the power of Nuwa's blood jade flow through Zixuan and Qing'er. He reached out to take the moist water spirit bead, clicked it, and inserted it into the second hole of the five spirit wheels.

Immediately, two rays of earth-yellow and aqua-blue light spread throughout his body in ripples. His arms were slightly bent, and he felt the abundant power rush into his limbs and bones, absorbing it with all his strength.

Huang Shang was also a member of the squandering army before. After all, he didn't use it in vain. Now that he knows the harm, he stores it.

Compared with the earth god who was extremely weak after being tortured by the Tao demon, a goddess wearing an aqua blue dress appeared in the water spirit bead. She was as cold as ice and she was the water god.

As soon as the aura of the water god appeared, the water demonic beast immediately raised its neck, stared at it with its dark green vertical pupils, and spoke with ferocity, and Qing'er could not suppress it.

Zixuan frowned slightly.

This water monster has not surrendered at all. At most, it keeps the unstable factors by its side so that they are out of reach. Once it breaks out, it will still be unstoppable.

"This risk is too great. I only hope that the Water Spirit Pearl can help you..."

Huang Shang also knew that this road was long and arduous, and that it might not be enough for a fellow martial artist alone. He then looked at the "script" that the Evil Sword Immortal had collected from the reincarnator.

These memories are very crucial and can make many things have a basis.

After all, Jiujianxian is not the evil king Shi Zhixuan. He has the wisdom to organize the world, nor is he unknown. He has the wise man Skylark guiding him by his side. Jiujianxian’s unreliable casualness is not suitable for being a savior at all. If you want to be reliable at critical moments, but

The only way to match the character is to rely on the script.

Still a lovely and charming reincarnation.

Even if they are no longer around, just passing on memories can warm your heart.

very nice.

Of course, for Huang Shang, the script has been known to him for a long time. When he comes to Miao territory, there is one person who cannot be avoided.

With the idea of ​​giving it a try, he asked: "I wonder what is the largest sect in Miao territory?"

Aunt Sheng's disciple A Tang hid behind her, a little afraid. Sheng Aunt's eyes showed displeasure as she replied:

"The Moon Worship Cult!"

…

Seventy years ago, when the relationship between the Miao people and the Central Plains was at its most tense, the Moon Worship Sect came into being.

Just like the shamans on the grassland worship the God of Immortality, they worship the moon god and have a series of grand rituals.

Worshiping the moon is not a strange thing. Even Taoism has the activity of worshiping the moon. Its first leader was a practitioner of incantation. He was said to be blessed by the moon god. He sent down the essence of the moon to help them raise voodoo insects, and then used voodoo insects to ward off the Central Plains.

The human invasion was supported.

Later, the Moon Worship Sect built its main altar in Heimiao.

The Miao territory is divided into White Miao and Black Miao. If people from the Central Plains mistakenly enter the White Miao land, they will be kicked out, but if they enter the territory of the Black Miao Moon Worship Cult, they will end up becoming the new home of Gu insects.

Due to the nature of guarding the family and the country, many young Miao people are proud to join it, and it has grown rapidly. Today, there are thousands of teachers.

Due to the vastness of the human world, this world has a much larger population than the Earth. Thousands of people may not seem like many, but they are definitely a huge force in the Miao territory, and even the Witch King has to appease them.

"Hoo ho ha hey! Ho ho ha hey!"

At this moment, a group of teenagers were practicing boxing in the Worshiping Moon Sect's main forum, shouting and shouting.

Standing directly in front of them to guide them was a simple man with a calm face. His clothes and temperament were out of place, but he was loved by everyone from above to below.

"The jaw should be strong, the neck should be naturally upright, and the shoulders should be loose and relaxed. Go down a little bit, then a little bit harder, don't tense up..."

"Skills are not as important as skills. We must learn to absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, incorporate them into the body, enhance strength, and increase speed..."

"Follow this rhythm and fight!"

…

Because his teachings are indeed excellent. A few words of instruction on basic skills can greatly improve the efficiency of his disciples. It may seem like a filling education, but it also encourages thinking. Without the basic skills that have been honed over time, this would not be possible.

Each of the young men practiced with great vigor, especially the leader, who seemed to have the air of a strong man and was obviously going to be a figure in the future.

"Chen Meng!"

Just when the disciples were practicing vigorously, a tall, thin young man with thin eyebrows, three long beards, and a Taoist robe came to the side and called out.

"Keep going, don't slack off!"

The calm man asked the Yue Worshiping Sect disciples to continue boxing and followed the Taoist priest away.

When he just left, the young men did not dare to neglect and still punched. But when he left for half an hour without looking back, everyone relaxed, and even the leader relaxed and joked with the people around him.

Only a little boy standing at the end of the last row kept punching, exploring the aura of the world, and chanting: "Skill is not as good as skill! Skill is not as good as skill!"

A young man next to him who was much stronger than him looked at it and sneered: "You are so stupid, you still want to recover in half a year? It took me a year!"

When the little boy heard this, his eyes dimmed, his eyes drooped slightly, and he murmured to himself: "It would be nice if there was a cover to trap the air so that they wouldn't run away..."

…
Chapter completed!