Poetry

Author: Qingfengsanren

Poetry

Jiang Yuebai walked leisurely in the vine maze and suddenly saw a purple bud the size of a human head on the vine wall in the corner of his right hand, and his eyes lit up.

“Spout.”

Jiang Yuebai walked over and stretched out his hand at Huabuduo. Huabuduo raised his head and looked at Jiang Yuebai left and right, wondering.

Jiang Yuebai slapped and shouted, "What are you looking at? I'll ask you to spit out the things."

A little demonic energy radiated from the small Ganoderma lucidum, and the flower buds were filled with energy and quickly burst into flames, and a small box was spit onto Jiang Yuebai's hands.

Jiang Yuebai opened the box and found a purple-leaf spiritual herb inside.

A small vine grew on the vine bracelet, hooking out the spiritual herbs in the box, beware of the mechanism at the bottom of the box throwing her into other areas.

After successfully getting the spiritual grass, Jiang Yuebai frowned slightly, and green lights floated up from the spiritual grass, flew into the bun on the top of her head and was absorbed by the small Ganoderma lucidum.

Seeing that the proficiency of the Immortal Grass Sutra increased by 500 points, Jiang Yuebai nodded with satisfaction.

"The elixir of five hundred years is good~"

The treasures in the vine maze are hidden in the buds of the vine wall. If there is no magic trigger, a fierce battle will inevitably occur.

She had already received a lot of things along the way, most of which were spiritual medicine and fruits, as well as some seeds, spiritual spring water and the like.

If this continues, when she walks out of the vine maze, Yunzhicao's bloodline will almost be upgraded from level 6 to level 7.

"This place is so nice, but unfortunately it only opens once every fifty years, and only opens for nine days at a time."

Jiang Yuebai took out a small gourd, which contained an unknown spiritual spring water. She raised her head and took a sip. The little Ganoderma lucidum on her head was shaking excitedly. The demonic power consumed by practicing magic just now recovered quickly.

"It feels like you'll recover faster after burning the sun and moonlight."

Just as spiritual wine can quickly replenish spiritual energy, this spiritual spring water can be quickly absorbed by small Ganoderma lucidum to replenish demonic power.

What she just got from the Old Demon of Gu Rong was not a complete set of grass and tree magic inheritance, but was inspired by four grass magic.

The point is that it strengthened her talent as a grass demon, such as controlling plants, so that she, an acquired alien, would be closer to the demon clan.

The grass magic she learned includes three small magic tricks, "entangled", "pollen", "parasitic" and a big magic trick "a single tree to form a forest".

Along the way, she has been practicing three little magic tricks.

Jiang Yuebai discovered that there is a big difference between the real vegetation and the exercises of the Xianzhi clan. The exercises of the Xianzhi clan are good at humans, and the exercises are passed down by the human race, so there is also the process of human race pinching and casting spells.

However, there is no need to make tricks for real vegetation. The demon's spiritual consciousness is scattered outside the body, and it uses the natural bloodline ability to communicate with nature and directly mobilizes the natural power.

Just like the grass and tree demon race, it is naturally able to control and plunder plants that are weaker than itself, and can also accelerate growth and recovery by absorbing water and light. According to the types of plants and trees, some are naturally poisonous, while others are naturally healed.

Fortunately, the little Ganoderma lucidum on her head was equivalent to the body of a demon, and she swallowed three drops of Yuan Jing. Her soul was as powerful as that of the same level of grass and tree demon, otherwise she would not be able to use three small magic tricks at the moment.

Jiang Yuebai turned around and put his vine bracelet on his hand. This was a small piece of ten thousand-year-old vine, unlike the vine on the old banyan demon, and the type was unknown.

This object is equivalent to a magic weapon, which can help her induce vines and magic in places where there is no plant growth. She cannot cut off the strength of this vine with a seventh-grade magic weapon.

It’s a pity that Little Lingzhi is weak and her demonic power is not as huge as her own spiritual energy. She has to replenish her demonic power after using it for more than ten times. The great magic can’t be used for the time being, so she has to continue to increase the bloodline level of Yunzhicao.

"Hmm? It seems that someone has come here."

Jiang Yuebai's hand was pressed against the vine wall. Another talent of the demon of the grass and trees was that where there were plants, the plants could become her "eyes".

At this moment, she could feel the crisscrossing of the plant veins on the ground, and waves of vibrations came from the place where people were touched, from far to near.

Not sure who it is, Jiang Yuebai leaned against the vine wall, and was entangled by vines and hidden in the wall.

Soon, footsteps came, and the man in a scholar's robe panted. He turned his head to see the vines chasing him suddenly retreated. He frowned in confusion, but he still breathed a sigh of relief and stopped for a while.

Kong Wenrang took out a piece of jade from his sleeve, which was exactly the same as the jade that Lu Nanzhi sent to Jiang Yuebai and the others when Tianyan Sect was competing with each other.

Kong Weng responded for a moment, sighed disappointed, turned his head to check around, and found a purple bud on the vine wall.

Kong Wen made his eyes lightly brighter and walked over to check it carefully.

puff!

A large amount of pollen suddenly spewed out of the buds, and instantly spread like smoke in the entire passage, blocking vision and blocking spiritual consciousness.

"The north wind blows the white grass on the ground, and snow falls in August!"

The voice was clear, the cold wind rose flat, and the pollen was blown away in an instant, the snow was falling, and the green leaves on the high walls of the vines on both sides turned yellow and withered.

The vines flew and rolled towards the Hole.

"A verbal verbal!"

He swung away, and his pride of righteousness turned into a brilliant golden sword light as big as a palm shot out from his mouth, extremely sharp and cut off the vines.

More vines were controlled, and Kong Wen was able to attack the flaws on his body.

He controlled his verbal battles and fought for several rounds, but he was slapped by the vines and was immediately bound by the vines' limbs.

Flowers are blooming, and they are about to spit out pollen.

Kong Wen's expression sternly, and he had a breath of righteousness in his chest and shouted loudly.

"The sword energy traverses 30,000 miles, and the sword light shines on the nineteen continents!"

Zheng!

The brilliant golden sword light as big as a palm in the air suddenly shone brightly, and frost cold was pressing.

With one sword, the entire vine wall cracked inch by the golden sword light, making it terrifying.

Kong Wen let out the trap, shook twice and stood firm, and immediately ran away.

Jiang Yuebai walked out of the vine wall behind Kong Wenrang with a veil. The small Ganoderma lucidum above her head shook, and pollen flew everywhere, wrapping Kong Wenrang in it again.

burst!

Boom boom boom boom!

"Put it on the battlefield..."

The fire burst, the earth shook.

Jiang Yuebai didn't hear anything Kong Wenrang said clearly, but just watched the fire dissipate. Kong Wenrang's golden armor was ragged and his body was full of traces of burning flames. He was staring at her with full vigilance.

"It turns out that Confucianism is just chanting poetry and seeing it."

Kong Wenrang recognized Jiang Yuebai and was afraid to retreat. A black shadow flashed behind him, and there was an extra faceless puppet, blocking the only way out.

Jiang Yuebai threw out the savage knife and approached step by step with a smile, "I understand poetry well, why don't we talk about a few sentences?"

Kong Wenrang was already incompetent when he was chased. At the moment, one-on-two was at a disadvantage and could only find a helper!

He shook his sleeves and shouted loudly.

"But let the flying general of Longcheng be here, don't..."

"It's better to hang yourself in the southeast branch!" Jiang Yuebai stepped on the ground.

Kong Wen shook his whole body and opened his eyes wide, and suddenly forgot the second half.

Zheng!

The sword light and the sword light collided with sparks, Kong Wen retreated by the recoil force, and the blood in his chest surging, and he drank again with blood.

"A friend comes from afar..."

"Even if it is far away, it will be punished!"

puff!

Kong Wen asked to squirt blood, and Jiang Yuebai slashed out flames with one sword.
Chapter completed!