Farming, Learning Martial Arts, and Peace In the World

Boom!

The thunder was in the sky, and the rain was pouring.

"Xiaoqing, come here!" Chi Qiaosong, who was wearing a poncho, walked into the Wutong greenhouse and beckoned to Xiaoqing who was staring at Xiaobai, "Come under my poncho and go out with me."

"Moo."

Xiaoqing shot over quickly, then got into the poncho, and coiled it around Chi Qiaosong's shoulders.

Its volume is not small, it seems that two high shoulder pads have been added to Chiqiaosong, which makes the poncho seem to be stretched out in a circle, with an obvious three-dimensional effect.

Three quarters of noon is coming, and Chi Qiaosong has to make all preparations.

So he decided to bring Xiaoqing with him. Although Xiaoqing is only a baby dragon now, his swordsmanship has already achieved three points of true meaning, and his strength is comparable to that of a warrior.

In case the old fox loses his hair, Xiaoqing will be a very good trump card.

immediately.

Chi Qiaosong looked down at the White Jade Palace lying under the dead sycamore tree again, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Xiao Bai, stay at home, I hope you are truly auspicious."

He kept Xiaobai because of the mascot of the big white toad.

If it does not bring good luck, but danger, then only by slaughtering the fertile fields can we vent our anger.

When he stepped out of the phoenix tree shed, it was three o'clock in the afternoon. At this time, a lightning bolt suddenly fell from the sky. The lightning was thick and long, and it came precisely at a ridge.

Almost in an instant, from the Jiutian Yunji, howling hit the grove not far from the farmhouse.

crackle!

The sound of electric shock came, followed by the sound of rolling thunder, as if thousands of troops were marching in the dark clouds. The pressure from the natural astronomical phenomenon makes people seem breathless.

"Fall!"

Chi Qiaosong was startled, quickly rushed into the rain curtain, and ran towards the grove.

It can be seen that there is still a little fire in the grove. The trees were burned after being struck by lightning, but the fire was quickly extinguished by the pouring rain, but this was enough to determine the direction of Chiqiaosong.

In the blink of an eye, he ran to the big tree struck by lightning.

This half-charred tree is actually an old locust tree, half of which is lush and green, and half of which is charred black and yellow.

There is a natural tree hole in the trunk of the old locust tree, and a few wisps of white smoke are rising from this tree hole, accompanied by the smell of barbecued meat.

"It's here, exactly as the shedding old fox said, at three o'clock in the afternoon, the thunder struck the old locust tree!"

now.

He has already believed what the old fox said, the other party is indeed transcending the calamity, transcending the calamity of the human womb, and preparing to take off the fox's body and transform into a human form.

"Even the probability of a lightning strike is so accurate. This shedding old fox is very good. Should I save him?"

He has read no less than one hundred records about fox spirits in the "Fox News".

The fox is different from other animals. Once it becomes a spirit beast, it will inevitably open up its intelligence and become a kind of existence, called the fox spirit.

There are vixen who are dedicated to kindness, as well as those who are wicked and promiscuous; there are those who do not care about the world, and there are those who play with the world;

So he wasn't sure, if he saved the shedding old fox by himself, the shedding old fox would definitely be grateful.

certainly.

This did not prevent him from taking out the shedding old fox that had been split into coke from the tree hole. This shedding old fox had no hair on his body, and was all scorched.

There is no good meat on the outer skin, only the smell of barbecue, which is not pure and full of anger.

It was almost dying. If Chi Qiaosong hadn't practiced a breath of Qi, he probably wouldn't have felt the weak vitality of the other party.

"save?"

"Still not help?"

Chi Qiaosong took two breaths before he made a decision: "Saved!"

Some people will never encounter such a rare event in their entire life. Since they have encountered it, how can they keep the rare event out. Even if the old fox loses his hair, he will take revenge for his revenge, but it is nothing more than soldiers coming to block water and earth to cover.

"A mere old fox, why should I be afraid!"

Using the ghost-headed sword, he lightly tapped his index finger, puncturing the small wound immediately, and then squeezed out a drop of blood, which fell on the old fox.

Almost as soon as the blood drop fell, it was absorbed by the blackened skin of the shed old fox.

"Well, this should be almost the same, Xiaoqing, you say yes." Chi Qiaosong rubbed his index fingers, not wanting to squeeze out the second drop of blood. Can.

Xiaoqing stuck her head out and glanced at the charred fox on the ground with disgust: "Moo."

Chi Qiaosong picked up the shedding old fox and glanced at the roaring dark clouds: "Let's go then, it is estimated that there will be thunderstorms, so it is not advisable to stay outside for a long time."

Just a few steps away.

really.

A bolt of lightning struck down and hit the old locust tree exactly.

Chi Qiaosong turned his head and looked at the old locust tree whose other half was charred in the firelight. He couldn't help but be afraid. If he dawdled for a while, he would probably be hacked.

"However." He turned around as he walked, "Lightning strikes on wood is a good thing... It's a pity it's a locust tree, if it were a jujube tree, wouldn't it be wonderful!"

Martial arts originated from Taoism, and all kinds of spells are in the same line. Among them, there is the production of magic weapons. Lightning strike wood is a very precious raw material.

Thunder is the most authentic means of killing evil.

Huanghuang atmosphere, any evil can not help but thunder.

Therefore, Thunder Strike Wood is infused with Tianlei and stores the energy of Tianlei, which is best at warding off evil spirits and suppressing evil spirits.

Among them, lightning strikes jujube wood as the most, followed by lightning strikes peach wood, and lightning strikes cypress again, followed by other types of lightning strike wood. Lightning strike locust wood is a relatively poor lightning strike wood.

The locust tree belongs to yin, and it is struck by the extremely masculine thunder, conflicting with each other, and it is difficult to store too much energy.

But lightning strikes wood is lightning strikes wood, UU reading www.uukanshu. No matter how bad the com is, it has the effect of warding off evil spirits. It is a rare raw material for magical instruments, and it is priceless.

"I'll cut it when it doesn't rain."

Chi Qiaosong hugged the blackened shedding old fox and ran back to the farmhouse.

It seems to be the effect of a drop of his blood essence, the vitality of the bald old fox has stabilized at this moment, although it is still very weak, it is slowly recovering.

"Moo."

Xiaoqing did not despise the shedding old fox, so after returning home, she jumped onto the beam of the house and dozed off on it.

Since Xiaoqing came into existence, there has been no rat disturbance around the farmhouse. Xiaoqing has preserved the habit of snakes.

Chi Qiaosong put the shed old fox on the stool.

When the axe saw such a charred thing, he circled around the stool curiously, and wanted to get closer and sniff it, and even wanted to lick and bite.

Chi Qiaosong slapped his head in time: "Don't touch it."

The axe wagged his tail, took a step back obediently, then kept a step away, and continued to observe the shedding old fox in circles.

The bald old fox's vitality has stabilized, but lying on the chair, there is no sign of surviving, which makes Chi Qiaosong a little uneasy: "Can it still be saved?"

Immediately he said with emotion: "Lei Fa is indeed the nemesis of evil things, and a single thunder can split the fox spirits who have practiced for ninety-nine years into such a way that even the great water dragon can hardly withstand a single stroke without the help of the local dragon veins. Lightning strikes... Those great celestial masters who can drop thunder in their palms, how prestige should they be."

The six realms of internal martial arts.

The corporal, the three-level layman, the Taoist, and the Yushi, and the three-level master, the celestial master, and the great celestial master, among which the great celestial master and the great master of martial arts are of the same level.

They are all existences who have cultivated to the peak of martial arts, and can be called invincible.