reborn as a wolf

Chapter 68 Seven-Colored Exquisite Flowers

From a distance, only a dozen black-robed monks from the Huangquan Ghost Sect were seen spraying out clouds of red mist. It was not until Tang Hui barbarically broke into the formation that he discovered that this was not a red mist, but a miasma, commonly known as red mist.

Smoke miasma.

The miasma itself is a poisonous gas. After being trained by the black-robed monks of the Huangquan Ghost Sect, it became even more powerful. Groups of naked ghosts flew around in the red smoke and swung towards Tang Hui with their teeth and claws bared.

Come on, there are at least hundreds of ghosts.

No wonder the female monk from the Holy Water Palace in the center keeps using the thunder in the palm of her hand. The thunder method is the nemesis of ghosts and ghosts. To deal with the most yin things, the thunder in the palm of the most yang and strong is definitely among the best.

When dealing with ghosts and ghosts, I am afraid that Tang Hui belongs to the level of the ancestors of the Huangquan Ghost Sect. After thousands of years of practice in the Tongue-pulling Hell, Tang Hui has been dealing with ghosts and ghosts every day, and he is too familiar with ghosts and ghosts.

Tang Hui smiled casually, and under the dumbfounded gazes of more than a dozen black-robed monks from the Huangquan Ghost Sect, he opened his mouth wide and took a deep breath. Hundreds of ghosts and ghosts that rushed towards him were absorbed into his belly along with the poisonous red smoke miasma, and they were also sucked into his belly.

The world is clear and clear.

When I feel really sleepy, someone gives me a pillow.

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

Only needing such a trace of mental power means that Tang Hui can activate part of the spiritual power of one of the Dantians in his body.

These black-robed monks from the Huangquan Ghost Sect are really "good people"!

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

More than a dozen black-robed monks from the Huangquan Ghost Sect were not fools. They knew that an expert was coming and were invincible, so they quickly dispersed, sacrificed their magic weapons, and ran in all directions.

"Want to run?"

Tang Hui sneered and flicked his fingers, popping out thirteen small fireballs the size of ping pong balls, in the color of glass, chasing the black-robed monks from the Huangquan Ghost Sect who were running in all directions.

This small glazed fireball was the fire that the five great masters of the Lingtai Consciousness Sea devoured and fed back to Tang Hui the glazed pure fire that was the great catastrophe of transformation - the Fire Tribulation.

"ah……"

"Spare my life..."

"..."

Thirteen screams were heard in succession. As soon as the glazed pure fire met the body of the black-robed monk from the Underworld Ghost Sect, it instantly erupted with the power of the fire calamity in the heavenly tribulation. The thirteen black-robed monks from the Underworld Ghost Sect could only say something.

After uttering a few words, they were burned to ashes, and when the breeze blew, they ceased to exist.

The power of the glass pure fire is so terrifying.

Tang Hui suddenly slapped his head and cursed secretly: "Oh, I'm going to destroy the magic weapons and spiritual consciousness on their bodies, right?"

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

Tang Hui was very upset. If he had known it earlier, he would have used gentler tricks. But now he is completely destitute and does not have a single low-grade spiritual stone. Even if he goes to the Yaoshen Sect in Yaowang Valley, how can he buy a marrow cleansing pill?

"Thank you, senior, for the rescue."

The three female monks from the Holy Water Palace said in unison, with expressions of gratitude on their faces.

Tang Hui touched his chin without the grace of a superior, then stretched out his right hand, rubbed his thumb and index finger together, and said: "When there is an injustice on the road, drawing a sword to help or something, that is what heroes in the world do, I can

Not a hero."

The three of them looked at each other, not understanding what Tang Hui meant.

Tang Hui said shamelessly: "What are you doing standing around? Give me money! My appearance fee is very expensive. There are a total of thirteen black-robed evil cultivators from the Huangquan Ghost Sect. Even if I have thirteen top-quality spiritual stones."

The female cultivator from the Holy Water Palace in the middle had a bitter look on her face and remained silent; the female cultivator named Xinlan on the right dug into her storage bag, took out all the spiritual stones, held them in her hands, and handed them to Tang Hui from afar.

; The female cultivator named Yaoyao on the left stepped forward, picked up her contaminated flying sword, and said angrily: "Senior, although you saved us, with thirteen top-quality spiritual stones, we are just holy water."

How can the inner disciples of the palace have so many top-grade spiritual stones? Not to mention thirteen, even the entire wealth of our three sisters cannot be worth one top-grade spiritual stone."

Tang Hui said with a straight face, "So, do you want to default on the debt?"

"No, no, no." The female cultivator in the middle, who was called senior sister, said quickly, "We have nothing to repay the kindness of our seniors for rescuing us. We just have thirteen top-quality spiritual stones, and we really can't get them out."

Tang Hui thought for a while and realized that he was indeed a bit of a lion. The great demons in Jiuhua Mountain had thousands of years of savings. The three inner disciples of the Holy Water Palace were not very old at first glance.

He doesn't have much savings, but he is an inner disciple of the Holy Water Palace, the head of the ten sects, and his family has some wealth.

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

"Senior, please allow us to come together to repay your kindness for rescuing me." The senior sister in the middle said quickly: "Yao Yao, Xinlan, let's gather the spiritual stones in our hands together. Don't hide them at this time.

Tucked in."

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

He took off the bag and began to count the spiritual stones.

A moment later, the female monk from Shengshui Palace who was called senior sister said with an embarrassed look on her face: "Senior, we have collected all the spiritual stones, but only have more than fifty middle-grade spiritual stones. Please..."

"What?" Tang Hui's expression changed and he said, "If you can't even get a high-grade spiritual stone, the inner disciples of the Holy Water Palace, the head of the ten sects, will be paupers? Are you kidding me?"

"No, no, no." The senior sister in the middle was a little panicked and said: "Senior, how can I, this junior, dare to joke with you? It's just that in order to maintain the formation, too many spiritual stones have been consumed, and there is not much left. Please forgive me, senior."

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Tang Hui made a casual move, and the storage bag held by the senior sister in the middle automatically flew into Tang Hui's hands. 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 not having a spiritual stone to repay the debt and promising the debt with your body, just write an IOU, and I will go to the Holy Water Palace in person to ask for the spiritual stone in a while."

"What?" The female monk from the Holy Water Palace named Yaoyao on the left heard that she wanted to pay an IOU, and a man chased her to the Holy Water Palace to demand the debt. She must have lost her face in front of the sisters, and she might even have been punished.

The teacher gave up on the punishment at that time and said angrily: "No, I don't want to write any IOU. If you want to kill or behead him, it's up to you."

"cough."

The senior sister from the Holy Water Palace pretended to cough, to remind Yaoyao not to be too presumptuous in front of seniors, and said: "Senior, except that the skills of the Holy Water Palace cannot be passed on to others, we will use the magic weapons, elixirs and

Other items and materials can be used as collateral, what do you think, senior?"

Tang Hui nodded reluctantly. To be honest, he really didn't dare to go to the Holy Water Palace to ask for the spirit stone before he obtained the golden elixir. After all, the background of the leader of the top ten sects was there, and maybe someone from the Holy Water Palace was there.

The Jindan elder couldn't stand it and directly killed people to silence him. He was not willing to take this risk.

"No." Yaoyao tightly covered her sachet.

"Yao Yao." The senior sister from Shengshui Palace's face darkened and her voice became louder. Another female monk named Xin Lan cooperated very well.

Yaoyao said with a cry: "Senior sister, we spent a lot of effort to collect these seven-color exquisite flowers for this master mission, and almost died. If we hand them to him like this, it means that our mission has failed.

, you will be punished if you return to the palace."

Seven-color exquisite flowers?

Tang Hui suddenly felt a surge of ecstasy in his heart. It was a timely help. That thing was a healing holy medicine that could heal damaged spiritual stones. I wonder how many levels of consciousness it could restore to his spiritual platform?

The senior sister from the Holy Water Palace said with a sinking face: "Yao Yao, the seven-color exquisite flower is gone. We can still look for it again. There are still many days left before the time specified by the master's mission, but if our lives are lost,

Well, even if you have countless colorful flowers, it is of no use. Do you understand what Senior Sister means?"

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

"Woooo..."

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

"cough."

Tang Hui pretended to cough, attracting the attention of the three people, and said in a pretentious manner: "I happen to be refining the Linglong Pill. I lack the main ingredient of the Seven-Colored Linglong Flower, so I will use this Seven-Colored Linglong Flower to pay off the debt."

"Thank you, senior."

The senior sister from Shengshui Palace took a long breath and quickly presented the seven-color exquisite flowers with both hands to show her sincerity.

Tang Hui made a move again, and the seven-color exquisite flower automatically flew into Tang Hui's hand. Tang Hui looked carefully at the seven-color exquisite flower. It had seven petals, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple. The fragrance was overflowing, making people feel refreshed after smelling it.

Refreshing air and overall comfort.

Just smelling the fragrance of these seven-colored exquisite flowers, Tang Hui felt that his depleted mental power was about to be revived, and he had recovered a little bit.

At this time, by coincidence, the flying pigeon that was originally expected to take years, horses, and months to fly to the Holy Water Palace to pass the message was intercepted by other female disciples from the Holy Water Palace who were out training. They came to the rescue, and the first one was none other than Tang Hui.

Xie Ningbing, the true disciple of Shengshui Palace whom she met in the underground river of Jiuhua Mountain.

Tang Hui swallowed the seven-color exquisite flower without hesitation to avoid a long night and many dreams, not even letting go of the mud stains on the rhizome of the seven-color exquisite flower. In an instant, he felt a cool air that penetrated the Tianling Baihui point.

Within the consciousness of Lingtai, the foothold of Tang Hui's soul gradually expanded, expanding to a radius of twenty feet, and restored to about one-tenth of his spiritual power. This was enough for Tang Hui to call six dantians, one of which had all the

of spiritual power.