Signed To The Ancestral Land For A Hundred Years, You Will Be Invincible When You Come Out Of The Mo

Wu Tian saw that the innocent purple-clothed elf looked at him curiously, and then smiled at her.

Suddenly, the petite body of the little girl in purple shrank back slightly, like a frightened deer.

"How courageous..."

Wu Tian smiled and shook his head. He turned his eyes from the little girl in purple to the black bear who was lying on the ground, humming, almost fainting in pain.

Stepping forward, he walked to the side of the black bear spirit and looked at it condescendingly.

Seeing this, the little girl in purple clothes hiding behind the black bear spirit, hurriedly pulled away and looked at Wu Tian cautiously.

A trace of Yuanli was tentatively extended to the golden hoop on the black bear spirit, and at the moment when the two touched, the golden light flashed.

"It hurts... it hurts... don't... don't..."

The black bear spirit suddenly felt that there were countless knives stirring in his head, and his mouth was vague.

Xu Ye was too painful, and it couldn't help going mad again, and a bear paw called towards Wu Tian with the sound of the wind.

It's a bit tricky.

Wu Tian didn't feel annoyed. He slightly avoided the hitting bear's paw on one side of his body, moved slightly under his feet, and passed by lightly, and came to the black bear spirit.

The wind blew the hair of Wu Tian's temples.

The hair brushed across the handsome facial features and the calm expression, and suddenly it seemed as if the immortal Huawai who was at ease appeared in the world.

For a while, Wu Tian's gloomy and evil temperament was suppressed by the instant appearance.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Big Bear is not like this usually, please don't be angry, don't blame him."

Seeing the scene of the black bear out of control, the little girl in purple hurriedly bowed to Wu Tian, ​​panicking and apologizing.

"nothing."

Wu Tian said indifferently, then cast his eyes down to ponder the solution.

This golden hoop was even more difficult than he thought. Even the Black Bear Spirit could hardly resist the half-step Martial Ancestor's Realm.

"The big bear does not cry, the big bear does not cry..."

A soft voice rang from the ears, and immediately a healing energy full of vitality appeared.

Wu Tian'eran raised his head and saw the little girl in purple stroking the grumpy black bear spirit.

Zizhulin swayed with her movements and hummed.

The purple light flashed in the purple bamboo forest, the purple light was dense and vivid, dancing like a dragon and snake and came to the purple-clothed little girl, as if she had come alive.

In her two small white hands, two shades of purple fainted, pressing down the dazzling golden light of the golden hoop.

Following the touch of the little girl in purple, the restless black bear spirit calmed down a bit. He closed his eyes and lay on the ground to enjoy, but he still hummed painfully from time to time.

There was a snort.

Several purple bamboo leaves were torn apart.

"My name is Zi Ling'er, what is your name, Big Brother?"

The little girl in purple lifted up her delicate face like an angel and plucked up the courage to ask.

Xu has been getting along for a long time, she is not so afraid of being introverted at first, but there is still a little timidity between her brows and eyes.

Hearing Zi Ling'er's question, Wu Tian fell into deep thought.

Yes, what is his name.

First of all, he cannot be called Wu Tian, ​​and his true identity must not be revealed.

Secondly, the identity of the ancestor of the Wu family is also not appropriate.

One is that there is a generation gap with the ignorance of the newly born consciousness of Zizhu Elf.

The second is that there are too many unknown dangers in this cloud realm. If you continue to use the identity of the martial ancestor, it is inevitable that some creatures with strange abilities can trace back to the ordinary city martial arts through his identity, and then use methods to harm the family.

Such as curses... or other more unimaginable abilities...

Although the above are all Wu Tian's conjectures, the heart to guard against is indispensable.

"My name is Bai!"

Wu Tian smiled gently.

Thoughts turned a lot, but after a breath of time, Wu Tian had another vest.

"White?"

As Zi Ling'er gently covered the torn purple bamboo leaves on the golden hoop, the state of the black bear spirit seemed to improve a bit.

Slightly opened his eyes, and said faintly, "Single name and no surname?"

The surname is the heel of a person, and high-rank cultivators often use the surname to protect themselves.

The more Realm goes up Ascension, the more resources it needs to spend, so few Rogue Cultivators can practice to the higher level.

Therefore, some big clans can be locked through their surnames.

Therefore, the black bear spirit has this question.

"I've been called Bai since I was born, and I never felt anything wrong."

Wu Tian raised his brows and replied calmly.

He heard the temptation in the tone of the black bear spirit.

"There are not many people without a surname like Brother Bai in this era, but it's rare."

"In the next black wind, Zi Shuren, thanks to Brother Bai's help today, there is no retribution for his life-saving grace. It is considered that Hei owes Brother Bai a favor, and Brother Bai will have a request in the future. No matter whether you go to the knife mountain or the fire, there will be no difference. "

Heifeng turned into a mediocre man, sitting on the ground with his arms propped up, and said with cupped hands towards Wutian.

It's just that the eye-catching golden hoop on his forehead didn't fade away as he turned into a human form.

"Black Wind, good name!"

Wu Tian resisted the desire to complain, hung up a smile and praised him, and cupped hands responded, "Actually, the book guy has said it, but it's not enough to put a finger on it, but Bai really has something to ask."

Who could have imagined that a rough-looking beast could be so polite, verbose, and show everyone's demeanor in every word and deed.

Mature and stable, with a strong sense of inconsistency with appearance.

Sure enough, people cannot be judged by their appearance.

Hei Feng laughed boldly, "Brother Bai, but it doesn't matter if you ask, Hei must know everything and say nothing."

"I want to ask about this cloud realm..."

"Small question, I don't know which aspect of the cloud realm you want to ask?"

Wu Tian pondered for a while, “This Tianhe River is weak, the entrance of every First Stage in the Cloud Realm is located, the taboos that need to be paid attention to every First Stage, and the existence of this purple bamboo forest and the origin of the book fellow.”

"Bai has little knowledge. If you can, please ask me to tell me everything you know. If you offend, don't blame it!"

"That's a long story." Hei Feng shook his head, and the golden hoop on his forehead was a little loose. "First pick a few points to talk to Brother Bai. Other Rong Hei is talking carefully."

Wu Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, and was shocked as he listened carefully.

He was helpless with the golden hoop, and now the spirit of Zizhu had a way to break the imprisonment of the golden hoop.

He clearly saw the purple bamboo leaves that had been torn by Zi Ling'er secreted purple juice, sliding in along the gap between the golden hoop and forehead.

After only a while, the golden hoop actually showed signs of loosening.

"Ahem..."

The black wind coughed a few times and moistened his throat. Then he said slowly, "First of all, the river is weak on this day. This river runs through the 30 Third Stage Cloud Realm. If Brother Bai wants to find every First Stage Cloud Realm Entrance, just walk all the way along this river."

"As for this purple bamboo forest...Let's put it this way, the entrance to the Cloud Realm of the First Stage is guarded by creatures, and the existence that is guarded by the entrance to the Cloud Realm of the Second Stage is underneath."

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