Lebuji has a very strong self-regulation ability.
After experiencing the depression just now, he quickly cheered up and jumped on Mu's body lively.
"Master, Master, you just said that there is danger in the circle. There are seniors fighting scary monsters."
"Isn't it the treasure that appears in this world? Master?"
"No," Kimami Laibsai recovered from his sadness and was no longer depressed. He breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile:
"There is no treasure in it. Even if there is, it is just a portrait of your master and me."
"portrait?"
"Well, a painting hides many evil spirits. If an ordinary demon is covered by it, it may become unconscious and lose its soul..."
Perhaps it was because he had stayed here for ten years in a demon-free place, or perhaps it was the identity of Lebuji that aroused Mu's longing for him.
It said a lot this time.
Lebuji, who climbed onto the tree, also had his eyes wide open and was in indescribable admiration.
They are really big eyes.
Because the main body of the Laib Festival is a big eye plus four small tentacles.
I don’t know how the third child found Siren as his apprentice at that time.
As time passed little by little, the place changed from silence to liveliness.
I don't know when many monsters gathered around and whispered outside.
They were all attracted by the vision of the light beam, but they were all not strong enough and were dissuaded by Mu.
As time went by, more and more monsters were staying on the surrounding mountains.
Everyone was unwilling to leave like this, and they all hoped that other big monsters would come over and have a chance to confront the tree monster so that they could benefit.
It’s the happiest thing to get everything without paying anything.
"Hey, what kind of treasure do you think is in that circle? Could it be the legendary Monument of Evil Spirits?"
"It's very possible that we just don't know who will get this treasure in the end."
"Anyway, it can't be this little-known monster. I heard that Young Master Xuehe and Jiuye Jianzi have settled nearby."
"As soon as they come, this treasure will definitely belong to famous monsters like them."
"really."
"It makes sense."
"Yeah."
"..."
Some monsters who thought they couldn't grab the treasure were commenting on the mountains in the distance.
Since ten years ago, the evil spirits in this mountain range have become less and less unknown for some reason.
They even discovered some time ago that the killed evil spirits can never be resurrected.
So I don't know when, the legend of the Evil Ghost Quilt began to spread near this mountain range.
I don’t know who passed it on, but it was passed on in a decent way.
As long as there is the Monument of Evil Spirits, it is equivalent to having an army of evil spirits.
Anyone who has been to the Thunder Mountain Range knows how powerful evil spirits are.
It can be said that it is a god blocking the killing god. Anyone who hears this legend can't help but feel a surge of pride in their heart. This thing must belong to it.
These little monsters are obviously the kind without courage.
But just as these little demons were commenting on which big demon would finally pick the peach and get the treasure, a laughing voice came from behind.
"It's really funny. Those so-called Sons of Blood River and Nine-leaf Sword Sons are just relying on the shadow of their fathers. How can they compare with the Master of Danmu!"
The little demon who had just been bragging about how great the Sons of the Blood River was was immediately angry. You were just bragging about your alchemy master. Why did you try to tear me down when I was bragging?
He immediately responded angrily: "Nothing can be compared with the Danmu Master. The Son of the Blood River is a great monster that can kill three thousand Ice Tribes."
"Your alchemy master has done some great things. He can't be a nobody, right? Standing in front of that treasure and still being ignorant and daring to draw the ground as a prison. Could it be that his brain was knocked out while practicing."
These little monsters were all in the same circle, and they all turned around immediately, sarcastically wanting to look good to this ungrateful monster.
Shen Gongbao, who had money patterns all over his body and a fluffy plant on his head, laughed even more when he heard this.
Let these little monsters come up with anger. "Why are you laughing!"
"I laugh at you for being ignorant and arrogant!"
"Hey, wait, what are you going to do? I'm telling you, don't hit me. If you hit me again, I'll fall out. Don't hit me in the face..."
"Bang bang."
"..."
After beating this ungrateful monster with satisfaction until the whole body was red and swollen, these little monsters walked away comfortably.
The monster with a bad mouth deserves a good beating.
They were just bragging, who asked you, a foreign monster, to trouble them?
After finishing the fight and feeling comfortable, a fern-leaf plant demon suddenly stopped hesitantly.
"What's wrong? Xiao Yeye." The demon who praised Son of the Blood River looked over in confusion.
The fern-leaf plant demon called Xiao Yeye did not respond, but thought hard, and finally slapped the other demons hard when they didn't understand.
"I remembered. Do you still remember what the elders said when they taught us how to form elixirs?"
"How to form pills?" Many little demons didn't understand why Xiao Yeye suddenly mentioned this.
Originally, these demons who had just formed elixirs were called big demons in the past, but as the method of elixir formation became more widespread, these "big demons" all turned into little demons.
This is the first thought that comes to these face-saving monsters, but there are always other monsters who have different thoughts.
"Xiao Yeye, you mean that's the Master of Danmu!" A demon whose lower body was made of tree roots and whose upper body was made of two fruits suddenly said with excitement and trembling.
Master of Danmu?
Master of Danmu!!!
Many little demons were stunned, and all swallowed their saliva.
No, the alchemy master that the demon said is the alchemy master!
They little monsters never thought that they could see the legendary monster, and the monster who boasted about the Son of the Blood River had never seen the Son of the Blood River.
It was purely because he felt that the behavior was so cool and it suited his appetite, so he was bragging about it.
But the Master of Danmu!
A name that can never be avoided on the path of Yao Cultivation!
Perhaps the Master of Danmu was just an unknown monster in the past, but now, it is a monster that all cultivating monsters must know about!
Because it selflessly spreads the exquisite method of forming pills to all demons!
Selfless!
In this arrogant world where people are competitive and competitive, fists are the last word.
It is completely unbelievable that there are demons who selflessly dedicate exquisite cultivation methods!
But it was also the one that impressed the demon the most and inspired the most respect in his heart!
They all looked at the Qiaomu clan of demons who were quietly guarding in the wind and snow in shock, and couldn't help but began to think about their elders' description of the Danmu Master.
A good teacher, gentle, is like a tree!
It looks like the tree demon standing guard in the snow! So handsome!
There are no portraits left, so among the crystal demons who went to listen to the Fa, there were no demons who were good at painting.
This is something that only the big demons who are really at the forefront can afford to play. Others are uneducated and cannot afford it.
But this does not mean that they do not respect a cultural demon, especially a cultural demon who is willing to selflessly dedicate the method of forming pills!
To be continued...