"Twack" A feathered arrow penetrated through the left eye of a wild boar. The boar fell over in the bushes, and after two rolls, it stopped moving. Afterwards, the feather arrow flashed and disappeared. A few small heads suddenly appeared on the other side of the hillside, looking carefully towards this side. "Oh. It's a good shot." Mei'er and Yueyue jumped up happily and clapped their hands together. The longbow in Fei's hand flickered and disappeared. Several people immediately ran in the direction where the boar fell. The fat man stomped on the belly of the boar, shook the boar's body, and sighed, "Damn it, the dead can't die any longer." "Fei is really good at archery, teach me if you have time." Yueyue said excitedly. Fei smiled and said, "Sister Yueyue, are you still trying to learn archery? Is your fireball attack magic not a hundred times stronger than my bow and arrow?" Yueyue solemnly replied. "That's not as fast as your bow and arrow. Moreover, my fireball magic can'
"Hey, it would be great if there was beer." Fei and everyone ate the fragrant meat skewers together. Hearing everyone's praise for the barbecue, he couldn't help but think of his previous life and the village workers who went to the night market after working at night. The scene of eating barbecue together as a clan. "Beer?" Fatty came over at some point, and asked suspiciously, "What is beer? Is it delicious?" Fatty was usually very sensitive to eating. When Fei mentioned beer, his first impression was that it was good. Something to drink. Yueyue couldn't help but glared at the fat man and said, "What to drink. You only want to drink at a young age, while you are still a spiritual master, I think you are a big foodie." Fatty's mouth was not soft, and he immediately pushed back. "You are just like a foodie. You accounted for half of the freshly grilled kebabs, and you don't know how to give us points. I think you are a foodie, a big foodie." As soon as the fat man finished speaki
They saw the seed in Zu Yi's hand exploded in an instant, turning into a vine whip, and countless spikes protruded densely from the vine whip. Then, he stepped forward, accelerating towards a big tree in front of him, and swung the vine whip in his hand. "Pwah, Pwah, Pwah." There were several deep scratches on the tree. Seeing that, Zuyi rushed towards the big tree again. The vine whip suddenly disappeared from the his hand, and a sharp cone-shaped thorn, more than a foot long, suddenly manifested in his hand. Zuyi immediately raised the thorns with both hands, his body arced backwards, pushed forward with all his strength, and the thorns slammed into the tree trunk. Afterwards, he did a backflip and stood firmly beside the big tree. With the same spiritual power, the thorn disappeared, and a big hole the size of a fist appeared deep in the tree. The leaves on the tree fell down one after another due to the severe impact. Through the swirling fallen leaves, they saw Fatty stretched
"Yes, master." Mei'er couldn't help but agree with this. He put down the meat skewers in his hand reluctantly, chewed the meat in his mouth a few times, and swallowed it abruptly. Then, he wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, stood up and stayed still. Instantly, an amethyst that was more than a foot long condensed out of thin air in front of Mei'er. Zouyi and the others couldn't believe what they were sering as they watched with their eyes almost popping out. Although it wasn't the first time they saw Mei'er's spirit crystal, they couldn't help but wonder in envy at the sight. One must know that the size of the spiritual power value was basically proportional to the size of the spiritual crystal. The half-foot-long metamorphic spirit crystal like Fei was more than three meters long at first, but because of Fei's powerful mental power, it was compressed into half a foot long. Generally, when the spiritual power value reached sixty or more, the spiri
On the sword manual, it was written. *Congeal the wind and let the snow fall, take the wind as a fierce force, and the snow as an elegant element. Move strongly like a gust of wind, and quietly like snow. Between movement and stillness, it belongs to Taiyi.* The Wind Seal Sword was divided into nine parts with different cultivation levels. The first stage was on the word "fast". Movement like the wind, strength like a mountain. The second stage was on the word "floating". The sword was like falling snow, falling without a trace. The third stage was on the word "sticky". The sword turned around and stuck to it. The fourth stage was on the word "meaning". The sword came from the heart, and the heart and the sword were one. The fifth stage was on the word "Qi". Using Qi to control the sword, the sword was like a flying dragon. The sixth stage was on the word "surround". The mood was the same, and a hundred swords were swung in unison. The seventh stage was on the word "wind". Tho
The blazing spirit descended to the west, and the obsidian star rose to the east, signifying the arrival of nightfall. As the ghostly light that was constantly circling in the air gradually dissipated, Fei slowly opened his eyes. "The body of the sacred spirit?" Suddenly, Fei's yurt door was pushed open, and a strange sound followed. "Who?" Fei jumped up suddenly. He raised his hand and threw out a magic ball of energy and hit it. Immediately after a flash of light, his longbow appeared in his hand, the arrow was wound, and Fei drew a full bow at the person who came in. "Light magic?" The visitor was also surprised. As the ball of light was thrown out, the whole room suddenly became bright. "Master Buwenle?" Fei was shocked, and quickly put away his bow and arrow, but he was in a panic. He thought to myself: Oh, bad, how did I use the light magic in the shock just now. Master Bu Wenle stared at the boy, his eyes flickered a few times, and he immediately said to Fei. "Come with m
After Buwenle returned to the sect, he didn't take this legend seriously. So when Lao Caitou asked about it, Buwenle just shook his head, saying that there was no development. But after thinking about it for a day, the more Bu Wenle thought about it, the more he felt that this legend was very similar to Fei's practice. So, in the evening, Bu Wenle secretly observed Fei outsMug his room for a long time, and finally came up with a way to set up such a plan to see Fei during his cultivation time . As a result, Fei's truth was really found out. After Bu Wenle got a positive answer, he couldn't help but be secretly shocked. Unexpectedly, the legend that had been passed down for tens of thousands of years actually existed, and it was right in front of him. There was also Fei's sacred spirit body and the light magic that he used. A series of shocking reality suddenly made Bu Wenle's mind a little muddled up. Heavens, was this really his student? How could it be so monstrous? Bu Wenle loo
"Since I want to tell you about this, it's important we talk about my nature from more than thirty years ago." Bu Wenle muttered, paused for a few seconds, then continued. "I remember when I was seventeen years old and was advancing from Xuanbing Academy..." *** Shen Lingxue handed the graduation certificate to Bu Wenle and said quietly, "Brother Bule, are you going back to the south after your completion ceremony?" Bu Wenle looked at the elementary school girl in front of her. Although Shen Lingxue was only fourteen years old at the time, she was already tall and slim. In the past two years, the two sisters, Shen Lingxue and Shen Lingyun, have been expressing their admiration for him, and Bu Wenle knew it well. Bu Wenle looked at Shen Lingxue's drooping head, and watched her hair fluttering gently in the breeze, so dark and supple, every strand of it touched Bu Wenle's heartstrings. To be honest, Bu Wenle was full of affection for Shen Lingxue. But the relationship between the tw