Small fire seems to understand the general scattered repairmen made a face and squeaked merrily into Sun Haodong’s mansion.
After the small fire disappeared, the scattered practitioners looked at the jade bottle in Wang Shi’s hand. Wang Shi was also clever and quickly put the jade bottle away with a vibration of his wrist. However, some people in the scattered repair recognized what it was and called it "Zhujidan"
Zhu Jidan!
There was an uproar at the scene.
What is it that they come to the front of the battlefield without fear of their lives? Isn’t it the contribution of Qingyun Gate? Isn’t it the illusory foundation?
This time, I didn’t expect that a few plants of Lingcao were planed by other people’s spirits and beasts, and I actually got a Tsukiji Dan. What kind of karma is this? I said that a few people were gloating about Wang Shiling’s medicine being planed. At this time, it was envy, jealousy and hate. Why didn’t that little ancestor plane his own Lingcao? If I had known that there was a compensation from Tsukidan, I would have been willing even if my ancestral grave had been planed!
When the scattered practitioners looked at Sun Haodong’s mansion again, their eyes were shining as if they saw a golden mountain.
This monk is a typical second-generation monk. What can I say if I have to serve Tsukidan well?
Xiu’s second generation can’t shut up the pets who can’t serve him, but they often go out for scattered repairs. They all think about how to serve Xiao Huo, the little ancestor, and how to let Xiao Huo dig his own spiritual field.
Scanning to the outside, the enthusiastic Sanxiu Liu Hua shook his head with a wry smile. Sun Hao is really sexual. It’s really typical of the second ancestor that a pet with no future should be so generous.
And what the hell is this younger brother of his? I cann’t believe I still have the energy to note his precious pet at any time!
Chapter four hundred and fifteen Enter the battlefield
In the next few days, the small fire started to act regularly. When he went back early every day, he just played everywhere. Occasionally, when the small fire didn’t go back on time, Sun Haoyin would come out on time. "It’s time for the small fire to eat breakfast."
Perhaps it was the young ancestors who had enough nutrition early. After that, the young ancestors showed a lack of interest in everything for the scattered practitioners, let alone take the initiative to dig things in other people’s fields.
Let a group of eager disciples scratch their heads, so don’t worry.
However, the scattered practitioners didn’t finish harvesting. On the fifth day, Zhang Jian took a fancy to a small fire and took it back.
As a result, Sun Haoma threw a Zhujidan out.
Sanxiu’s spirits were greatly improved, and they came to the conclusion that it was not that our ancestors were not good enough, but that our things were not good enough. So everyone rummaged through everything to find a good Lingcao or an elixir, and tried to get a Zhujidan from Sun Hao through a small fire.
Unconsciously, both the scattered repairs and Liu Hua, who is stationed here, have gradually formed a common view that Sun Hao must be in the abode of fairies and immortals and should always keep a small fire on his pet.
Anyway, it’s a small fire. What happens here? Sun Hao will react immediately.
Three days later, around dusk, the small fire once again took a fancy to a loose repair and a lot of filial piety, and then Sun Haoyin came out. "Then" he threw a jade bottle with a Zhu Jidan.
Ecstasy practitioners don’t know that it was not long before the small fire took a look outside the mountain, and then if things were surrounded by practitioners, they threw their weight around. At this time, Sun Hao had fled out of the scope of Liu Hua’s visit, and Sun Hao’s figure leisurely drilled out of the ground.
Smiling at Shuiyushan, the agarwood sword jumped out of Sun Hao and flew rapidly towards Ganguling North.
In fact, it is Sun Hao’s idea to fish in troubled waters in the north of Ganguling, which is said to be chaotic.
In the night, Sun Hao-fang’s divine knowledge fully covered twenty miles, and Fiona Fang rushed into the battlefield around some low-level spirit beasts and dragons entering the sea.
Fiona Fang has many unique resources, especially some finch and mouse caves, which are the focus of the two monks’ contention and the reason for the endless mixed struggle between dragons and snakes in this area.
It’s strange that we can harvest both military exploits and resources without confusion
The sparrow mouse is secular, and the villain is capable.
The finch mouse is still at the bottom of the friar’s world. However, after the finch and the white jade mouse nest in the same cave in Ganguling, the two low-level spirits join forces. The white jade mouse sucks the underground yin spring, and the finch holds a special secret method to brew a hundred fruits in the mountain to raise offspring. This hundred fruits is a rare alchemy material after being catalyzed and fermented by the special saliva of the two spirits.
Both sides of the clan have a hundred fruit juices, and the clan has contributed a lot.
Sun Hao, an actual exposition group, knows the importance of hundreds of fruit juices. After a large number of hundred fruit juices are refined by special methods, they can harvest a kind of auxiliary refining material with golden elixir, which is bound to be priceless, even if it is an auxiliary refining material.
It is for this reason that two monks will fight endlessly in thousands of miles of mountains in Fiona Fang.
In less than an hour, Sun Hao has touched the battlefield.
At this time, Sun Hao stepped on the agarwood sword and Damon’s face towel was dressed in night clothes, which was closer to the magic dress.
His outfit is turned out from a small lice bag, which is naturally quite professional. After testing, Sun Hao found that both the masked towel and the night clothes have a certain effect of preventing the gods from scanning, which can better hide his tracks.
In this vast chaotic area, most monks go to a small group in teams, ranging from five to six monks to dozens of monks, all of whom are led by Brother Xiu Shen to occupy one or several sparrow rat caves and kill monks who pass by without eyes.
A lone ranger like Sun Hao is rare. Often, monks are nicknamed "vegetable pig" by the friar squad.
In the battlefield, Sun Hao is not in a hurry, and the swaying royal sword moves slowly.
Just entering this area, it’s closer to Qingyun Gate. Brother Zhengdao is stronger, but from time to time, monks from Magic Road come to patronize or kill monks to gain military exploits or rob hundreds of juices.
In a word, it is very unstable here. Active monks here will die quickly if they have no ability.
Sun Hao said lightly, "Well, that’s it then. Don’t play too crazy, remember to come back early and get something to eat on time every day before going out to play."
