In September, the rainy season has just passed. Although it is lush, the sun is hanging high, which is extremely hot.

In this season, even birds and beasts are hard to see.

However, it was in this wilderness filled with heat waves that someone was resting on a small hill.

Twelve strong men, an old woman, a young woman, a curly hair and a slim figure. Of course, there was also a Mr. Wu. He just sat alone on the stone on the top of the mountain, his eyes slightly closed, his brows frowned, and his expression seemed to be thinking.

After leaving Jinzha Peak, everyone did not go far away, but found a place nearby and rested for a few days.

According to Wujiu's words, this trip to the Continent was too hasty and it is inevitable that one would be lost. Now that everything is temporarily gone, we should take a few days off to check the gains and losses, calm down our minds, so that we can continue on the journey.

Thinking about it, since he left Hezhou, he has been fighting wits and courage with Ruixiang, which is very troublesome. No matter whether he is using tricks or negligently, Ruixiang won in the end. And that old guy was ruthless and actually deceived his husband Daozi and Long Que...

“It’s autumn, it’s still so stuffy!”

On the top of the hill, there were a few old trees growing crookedly. Wei Chunhua, Guangshan and others hid under the shade of the trees to rest. Ling'er walked around with her curly hair, but she was still not happy. She said, "Wujiu, I'll hunt a few mountain deer and give a tooth sacrifice to Brother Guangshan..."

Wujiu opened his eyes.

A few feet away, a beast shook his head and a man laughed. Under the shade of the tree, a group of men were also smiling happily.

Wujiu frowned and said without comment: "Just just play, I want to find an excuse. If I forget the time, how should I find you..."

Ling'er pouted her mouth and gestured with her eyes.

Wei Chunhua smiled and stood up and said, "Sir, I will go with Ling'er for only three days at most, and I will definitely return. Besides, I have just arrived in the continent and need to travel for a while!"

Wujiu pondered for a moment and said helplessly: "Well, don't go far. There is no autumn in the continent, only..."

Before he finished speaking, the curly-haired Shenxiu had already carried Ling'er and Wei Chunhua to leave. He shook his head and said to himself: "That girl will suffer with her, and it is rare for a few days to relax!"

Guangshan and his brothers were still excited, as if they had already smelled the aroma of barbecue, and they were all looking forward to it.

Wujiu glanced at the glance and reminded: "Eating and drinking are not harmful, but practicing is important, so you dare not delay it!"

Guangshan and his brothers hurriedly raised their hands and said yes.

Wujiu comforted him a little and said earnestly: "If you cannot build a foundation, how can you fly to the sky with your sword? If you cannot fly to the sky with your sword, how can you fight against the master?"

The brothers of the Moon Clan are gifted, but they are still slowly advancing to this day. With their tenacious silver armor and fierce close-up battles, they will inevitably be restrained and fall into trouble when they meet a real master in the future.

Guangshan and his brothers looked at each other and said awkwardly: "Since the teacher taught the martial arts, the brothers have never been slacking off for a day. Maybe my moon tribe is different from ordinary people..."

"What's the difference? Brothers have no shortage of spiritual stones and excellent skills. If they advance slowly, they must be their own reasons! The way of cultivation, you can only achieve great success by comprehending and reflecting on your own, progressing step by step, and persevering!"

Wujiu took the pose of a teacher back then and taught a lesson: "Don't be idle, practice merit and practice!"

He took out another ring and threw it over.

Guangshan took the ring and said in surprise: "Sir, it's fine to have spirit stones, this..." His and his brothers' cultivation is inseparable from spirit stones, and there are not only thousands of spirit stones, but also hundreds of five-color stones in the ring.

"Oh, let's break up with the brothers!"

Wujiu waved his hand, looking very generous.

It seemed that hundreds of five-colored stones were no longer in his eyes. And this was the case. His gains were extremely amazing. He stroked the divine ring on his thumb and smiled slightly.

The divine ring was filled with five-colored stones, which were as many as 80,000 to 90,000 yuan, so many that they had nowhere to store them. They could throw them away hundreds of them at will. That was quite generous!

And he is rich and powerful, not the reason why he rests on the spot.

Because the worries have not yet disappeared, there are many troubles.

Ruixiang, after running away, I think everything is going well?

Don't think about it!

There is also the man, who will inevitably return to Luzhou. The Jade Temple will also learn about his Wujiu's movements. There is no doubt that the continent is not a place to stay for a long time.

However, he caught a dragon magp...

Wujiu thought about this and had not felt any relief yet, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes and sighed secretly.

The escape of Youying's soul has always made him feel uneasy. Who made him not practice the Taiyin Spirit Sutra? If it weren't for the Long Que, how could an accident have happened...

Wujiu's hands were closed, and a black short sword appeared in his palm.

When the spiritual consciousness was immersed in the magic sword, there were suddenly many ghosts. Although the soul of Youying took away a group of beast souls, there were still many beast souls imprisoned by the magic sword.

"Does go—"

With a shout, the ghost retreated. In the hazy corner, a golden figure curled up, as if a little panic and uneasy, still looking around...

"Long Que!"

It was Long Que's soul. He suddenly stood up, holding a golden knife in his hand, and said fiercely: "Wujiu, show up quickly, and fight for a while, I must have you look good..."

In the world where the sealed world, except for a group of souls, there was no one in sight. The familiar voice echoed above the head.

"I'm just a fight, you're already my prisoner..."

"Hmph, so what..."

When Long Que saw that someone refused to show up, he became more and more arrogant.

The voices continued to sound, with more intimidation—

"How? I'll let you suffer from ghost body-eating pain, are you afraid..."

"hehe!"

Long Que sneered, sat on the ground with his butt, holding a golden knife, and said disapprovingly: "Let's try it. If there is a beast soul who obeys your order, you will count on your ability, otherwise you will let me out!"

"Huh, why dare to assert like this?"

"Hmph, without the power of the holy beast, don't try to drive the beast soul!"

"Oh, do you still know the holy beast?"

"I am well-informed and well-known..."

"I believe you are greedy for money and lustful. I believe you are knowledgeable and just fart!"

"You dare to insult me..."

Long Que stared at her eyes, and she was about to break out, but she only heard the voices but could not see the person.

And the voice paused a little and continued to sound—

"Are you two talking about You Ying's Soul?"

The beast souls were crowded. If we had not paid attention, it would be difficult to distinguish the reality of the body. However, two figures appeared from it, each with a sloppy figure and a depressed look.

"You still remember me..."

"Why don't you still care about it..."

Although the figures of the two were erratic, they still showed a general appearance. One was an old man with messy hair and a long gown, and a rude expression; the other was a middle-aged man with a naked half body, thick limbs, a curly beard and round eyes, and he looked very fierce.

"How come I can't remember it, I'm too lazy to pay attention!"

As mentioned, in the Wanling Valley, there were ghosts of monks appearing among the beast souls in the group of beast souls. He saw it with his own eyes, but he did not take it seriously. The subsequent magic sword collected the beast soul was purely accidental, and then it was shocked and changed again. Until he obtained the magic sword again decades later, he still had no time to care about the beast souls. As for whether he was too lazy to pay attention to it, only he knew it in his heart.

"Junior, you..."

"Oh, he was not the junior of that year..."

The two soul shadows, or the two ghosts, seemed to be humiliated, seemed quite angry and helpless.

But Long Que suddenly stood up and said righteously: "Wujiu, don't bully my two brothers!"

"brother?"

Although the dragon queer was only the body of the soul, he was imprisoned, not only was he not depressed and decadent, but he also met two brothers!

“Can you recommend one or two…”

"Let me out..."

"Why don't you take two brothers with you when you escape alone?"

"The two of them have incomplete souls and nowhere to rely on..."

"Oh, are you the two seniors from Wanling Mountain in Shenzhou?"

The old man and the middle-aged man did not respond, but looked gloomy.

Wujiu didn't ask more questions and called Long Que again.

"Long Que, tell me the use of the Liuhe Tongtian Array, I might let you go..."

"What kind of Liuhe Tongtian Array, I don't know..."

"What about the Five Yuans Heavenly Array? What is the difference between it?"

"Ah... I still don't know!"

"Long Que, you are stubborn, so you are not afraid of Longwu Villa changing hands. Many treasures will be cheaper to others?"

"Hmph, Wujiu little thief, have the ability to kill me, otherwise I will kill you with one knife..."

The dragon queer was angry and waved the golden sword and roared.

Although he was sealed in the demon sword, he was fearless. Because Wujiu could not drive the beast soul, he did not dare to compete with him with the body of the soul. Therefore, he just insisted on provoking and scolding, and his arrogant aura became more and more prosperous.
To be continued...