Comprehension Starts With Cultivating Spiritual Roots

Seeing that Yang was not easy to rummaged over the corpse, the girl gathering herbs frowned.

Yang Buyi also noticed her expression, and smiled: "Do you think my methods are a little improper? Indecent? Indecent?"

The medicinal girl pursed her mouth slightly, looked at him, and nodded.

"You can't be kind to the enemy, even his corpse." Yang Buyi said indifferently, not only didn't feel guilty, but he didn't feel very relieved.

Thinking of the feeling of powerlessness facing the five-shot black flag, thinking of the previous desperate situation, his face suddenly became gloomy and murderous, and he didn't want to experience that kind of scene again.

Although the strength of the medicinal girl is higher than him, it can be seen that he suddenly changed appearance, but he was still shocked, and his eyelids trembled.

Yang Buyi saw it and smiled slightly: "That day you could have pierced the middle-aged man's head with a sword, but you are kind, do you know how serious the consequences are? If your mysterious Medicine Pill didn't seal his body Spiritual Qi, he urges the black flag again and again, and it is us who die."

"I……"

The girl who picked the medicine was asked by Yang Buyi, her face suddenly reddened, maybe she was a little nervous, even her whispering voice changed.

Her voice is not as rough as before, on the contrary, it is clear and melodious, soft and beautiful, like a kingfisher flicking in the water, and the yellow orioles groaning. Isn't it an exaggeration to call it the sound of nature?

Yang Buyi was taken aback, "Your voice..."

The girl who picked the medicine seemed to have noticed something, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly covered her mouth.

Yang Buyi was a little surprised. He didn't expect this girl to look so ugly, but her voice was so nice.

Ugly?

Yang Buyi's eyes flickered, looking at the ugly girl in front of him, staring at her bright eyes and looking at the outline of her beautiful face.

After turning his mind, he said, "You have always used false voices? Doesn't these acne scars on your face also fake?"

Suddenly raised his hand and squeezed it to her face!

But listen!

"rogue!"

Snapped!

The girl who picked the medicine was so embarrassed that she shrugged away from him, and patted his outstretched palm to the side.

It's not easy for Yang to see the girl's face blushing, and as expected, he guessed eight points in an instant.

"You..." The medicine-gathering girl stepped back three steps in a row, watching Yang Buyi vigilantly, her eyebrows frowned, "If you do this again, I can use poison..."

Yang Buyi retracted his hand in embarrassment, as if I didn't mean to.

The girl who picked the medicine pouted slightly and looked at him steadily, ready to say something, but she didn't say anything when she reached her lips.

Only a faint hum of mosquitoes and flies walked out of the stone house.

Yang Buyi touched his nose awkwardly, and walked out of the stone house, and said to the clan outside the door: "Old man, you can find someone to bury the god inside."

"Okay, God!" The clan old man nodded.

"It's a little strange here, let's go check it out?" Yang Buyi turned his head and looked at the girl who picked the medicine.

"Good!" The girl who picked the medicine nodded.

The two stood up and flew into the sky, causing the people of the Wood Spirit Tribe below to exclaim.

Flying out of two positions, Yang Buyi suddenly turned around and asked: "By the way, what is your name?"

"Yirong!" The girl who picked the medicine blinked her eyes and asked, "What about you!"

"Yang is not easy!" When the words fell, the two flew in one direction at a high speed.

An hour later, the two met again.

With a trace of worry on Yirong's face, he said, "This seems to be a secret realm. I flew to my head and encountered a space barrier. I also saw Demonic Beasts!"

Yang Buyi also had a dignified look on his face, saying: "I also flew to the head, did not find a way out, only saw a few scattered tribes!"

"Oops! We seem to be trapped. If we can't get out, my grandpa is him." Yirong suddenly became anxious.

"If I can't get out, I will also miss the Sect competition!" Yang Buyi suddenly clenched his fists, frowned, and said to Yirong, "We should look for it carefully, there should be a way out."

Yirong had no choice but to nod his head, and the two flew into the sky again, galloping all the way, searching again.

Three hours later, the two met again, and both shook their heads in disappointment.

"I asked people from other tribes. Their range of activities is limited and they don't know much!" Yang said with difficulty.

"I cast a spell to force a Demonic Beasts, and it said that there was never any exit, and the world here has never changed." Yirong shook his head.

"However, I heard Grandpa once said that all secret realms are connected to the outside world."

"The secret realm is formed by the compression of space in the big world. For example, such a secret realm may be formed by the compression of space many years ago. The compressed area happens to be inhabited by humans, so there are people inside."

"The other is the expansion of the big world space, and the secret realm is formed outside, but they are all attached to the big world and cannot exist independently."

"There must be a connection point to go out, you can't find it!"

Yirong remembered his grandfather's words, and suddenly looked at Yang Buyi.

"Perhaps, there is a time limit for the opening of this channel!" Yang Buyi remembered the secret realm of Xuanling, so Xiang Yirong briefly stated one or two.

"Ten years? Ten years later, my grandfather..." Yirong Jiao's body suddenly trembled, her eyes were filled with tears.

"Don't worry, every secret realm is different, maybe the time when the channel is opened is also different." Yang Buyi patted her on the shoulder and comforted.

"But, we don't even know where the passage is!" Yirong raised his head, revealing a trace of weakness in front of Yang Buyi.

"Don't be discouraged, you can always find it." Yang Buyi also had a hint of restlessness in his heart, but still comforted Yirong, while he was pondering, suddenly remembered something, his eyes brightened, and he quickly said to Yirong, "You said Mu Ling Why do the people of the tribe call us gods?"

"They call us gods..." Yirong Xiu frowned, reacted instantly, and said with joy, "Have they seen a cultivator, or is there a cultivator in it?"

"Perhaps a cultivator has come in accidentally!" Yang Buyi guessed like this.

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