Chapter 1225: Frog Clan Matters, Life-Bound Person Don't Meddle

"What is 'Heavy Light'?"

"'Heavy Light shines on the world, darkness reaches the extreme and then becomes bright. Purifying the demon atmosphere in the Nine Netherworlds, restoring the bright light to the wilderness.' This is the batch text written for this strand of Heaven and Earth Long Qi by the Five Gu's Snake Gu, Mr. Yu Yueqiao, saying: Full of vitality, all evils retreat."

"How broad is it?"

The envoy picked up a pinch of soil specially placed under the Long Qi:

"The land takes twenty years to grow one point, but farming takes one year to consume one point. Using Heavy Light can restore the consumption of twenty years, almost without damage to farming.

Contaminated land and magic tools that have lost their fertility can be returned to purity and repaired. At the same time, it brings quite good healing properties."

"It is worthy of being superior Long Qi. Good, good."

"There is land behind my village. No matter who gets it, we must discuss it well—"

Everyone praised it, saying that the Tusi was generous to take out such Long Qi.

All Long Qi that focuses on recovery, healing, or even repair or growth does not improve much for individuals, but it is excellent for forces. When placed on the right platform, the price is often much more expensive than ordinary Long Qi.

The envoy smiled slightly, continued to introduce, and displayed a strand of pale gold Long Qi.

"Golden Cicada Shaving World Qi."

"'Taking the meaning of Golden Cicada Shaving World, everything is silent. Autumn punishment passes through the border, floating bubbles crack by themselves.' Autumn belongs to metal, mainly killing. 'Punishment' is a metaphor for cutting like a heavenly punishment—"

One by one downwards.

E Qirui followed the Grandmasters, always silent, only occasionally when seeing new Long Qi, his eyes would flash.

Plague Sha Li Yuqi listened to the envoy's words, and his eyes inadvertently went to the side.

As the Twenty-Four Sha, he always felt that E Qirui had become different since the battle with Great Shun last year.

Negative?

Lost confidence?

Like, and unlike.

There is no depression or decadence of being completely beaten, and he still works hard to cultivate every day, but in terms of behavior, he has no interest in various things and activities in the Southern Border.

Clearly, he was the one who was most enthusiastic about responding to the Tusi and making progress in the past.

Everyone approached one of the dark blue Long Qi, and the sound of tides echoed in their ears. Plague Sha noticed that E Qirui's eyes changed, and he took the initiative to ask: "This is—"

"Abyss Flow."

The envoy didn't say much, and a solemn look appeared on everyone's faces, as if the dark blue Long Qi in front of them was more extraordinary than the previous strands of Long Qi.

"Is it—the Long Qi of that person?" Li Yilin opened her mouth.

Everyone looked at each other.

"That person."

Last year, the Southern Border was defeated miserably, hundreds of Perfected Form experts died, and a pillar of the country was lost. Every family was in mourning, every household was in white, and the atmosphere of grief pressed on everyone's heart.

Perfected Form.

Ordinary people who can cultivate to such a level are already heads of families and clans, and the elders and relatives of everyone. Therefore, every time the name of that person is mentioned, it always causes the grief of the relatives on the side. Over time, it almost became a taboo that could not be spoken.

The envoy nodded: "It is rumored that the King of Huai of Great Shun consumed the Abyss Flow Long Qi, which was given by the current North Water King, Hai Hai Fangzhu, enabling him to master extremely powerful water control. The Tusi also accidentally obtained this Abyss Flow and used it as a reward for the Insect Valley Festival, hoping to encourage latecomers to become the pillars of our Southern Border."

Plague Sha Li Yuqi felt inexplicable.

A strand of Long Qi the same as the King of Huai of Great Shun, used as encouragement?

Whether—

The scene was silent.

The encouragement that should have been effective did not work, but the atmosphere became a bit awkward.

"The meal has been eaten, and the Long Qi has been seen. What is the arrangement of the Tusi next?" Li Yilin opened her mouth to break the atmosphere.

The envoy's spirit was lifted: "To tell you the truth, the Tusi still has important matters to discuss with all the adults, concerning the great plan of our Southern Border for hundreds of years—"

"How long will the Tusi stay in the Insect Valley?" E Qirui spoke again.

Having been frightened by E Qirui's fierce eyes before, the envoy had lingering fears and couldn't grasp the attitude, so he answered carefully: "It depends on the situation. The Tusi is busy with government affairs and cannot stay in the Insect Valley for a long time. If everything goes well, he should be able to stay in the Insect Valley Building for three to five days. However, the Tusi attaches great importance to this year's Insect Valley Festival, and he will definitely come again at the end.

If you adults have any sudden important matters, you can also look for the Dry Bone Great Shaman. Without accident, the Dry Bone Great Shaman will be stationed in the Insect Valley throughout the whole process to prevent any accidents."

"Throughout—"

"Yes, throughout, the Dry Bone Great Shaman took time out of his busy schedule—"

"Bright Fire Gu! Several Bright Fire Gu! Eighth-rank Gu insects, with weak solar essence in their bodies, although they can only be used for lighting, they can be used as materials to refine high-level Gu insects!"

The bamboo joints were split one by one, Li Xianghan was overjoyed, grabbed with both hands, chose the healthy and fat Gu insects, threw them out one by one, and let the mice behind her bundle and pack them.

"A mere eighth rank, just pick two, don't stay, immediately, immediately, continue forward." Liang Qu commanded.

"Ghost Face Spider. Sixth-rank Gu insect! Extremely fierce in fighting insects, and there are many eighth-rank little spiders."

Li Xianghan was in a hurry, stepped on the lid with her feet, pressed the fierce mother spider in the middle, but before she could subdue it, the spider dug the soil and crawled out.

"To your left front."

"Quick, quick, quick!"

"Did I let you rest? Run!"

"That is—third-rank Sun Flame Gu!"

In the dense forest, for several consecutive days.

Liang Qu lay on Li Xianghan's head, flapping his jointed limbs, constantly acting as a direction commander.

Behind him, the mice lined up in a small team, carrying green, dark, and moon-white bamboo tube cans bundled and piled up, swaying and following their master's footsteps.

Moving from one area to another, Li Xianghan felt like she was fighting a war.

Prepared in advance, several small bags used to hold Gu insects were full, with nowhere to put them. She chased quickly, jumped in the air, put a big beetle that was dark in color and had a touch of red in the sun into a jade jar, and while taking a deep breath, she was even more shocked by Liang Qu's wonderful pointing.

A question appeared repeatedly in her heart.

How did you do it?

Don't use smell, don't use hearing, let alone any earth veins, energy—

As long as she is slightly stunned, there is an answer.

What on earth does the King of Huai rely on to capture Gu insects? Even if there is no miss, as long as there is guidance, there is no difference. The guidance ability is terrifying.

"Thirty-five degrees to the left front!"

The jointed limbs stood up again.

Li Xianghan had already taken steps instinctively, her heart becoming more and more agitated and surging.

Cool, cool, cool!

Another day of experiencing the world's first perspective.

Smooth road, smooth road, still a damn smooth road.

Returning home without wealth is like walking in the night in brocade clothes.

She is now not just wanting to collect Gu insects, but now she wants to meet the other two little bitches, let them deeply experience what is the most extreme despair!

The Insect Valley Festival is not a gentle festival of finding Gu, raising Gu, and fighting Gu. Robbery and plundering other people's Gu insects are common things. That's why people enter the Insect Valley, not looking for Gu, but looking for their own clan first to provide protection.

Catch the two little bitches first, teach them a lesson, beat them to the ground, raise their buttocks, and whip them with a horse whip until they bleed.

Then open their backpacks, grab the precious Gu insects they worked hard to find for several days, look at them, and just when they think their efforts are going to be in vain and be snatched away by others, she shows a look of disgust, throws the Gu insects to the ground, steps on them, says "just this, rotten Gu, even dogs don't want it," and walks away.

At this time, the surging emotions of being inferior in skill and efforts being humiliated will inevitably surge up at the same time.

Just thinking about it makes me high!

"Clatter."

The bamboo tube rolled open and touched the long boots.

Li Xianghan turned her head.

The big black mouse with bandages on its head fell to the ground, and the binding rope broke.

Several days of capture, too many Gu insects, and the injuries from being beaten by the fat fish have not fully recovered. The mice are completely overloaded.

Burned out—

Gray-white snow.

"Afei!" Liang Qu gave an order.

Whoosh!

A small one, the size of a mouse, black and fat, with strong limbs, a round belly, and a flat tail behind it, a "little black toad" jumped out from somewhere, backflipped 3600 degrees, landed like a hero, grabbed the bamboo tube on the ground, threw all the bamboo tubes into the air, took advantage of the bamboo tubes' suspension, grabbed the rope on the ground, shuttled and bundled, and pulled it tight.

The yellow, black, and white mice didn't react, and were also grabbed and squeaked and fell on top of the bamboo tubes, stacking Arhats.

The fat fish crossed its fins and carried all the bamboo tubes as tall as a person, following Li Xianghan's side.

The three mice knelt and looked down, marveling.

Clearly it is about the same size as them.

Warrior!

Centipede on the shoulder, little fat one by the foot.

Li Xianghan scanned the size of the bamboo tube pile twice, buried at the bottom, almost unable to see the figure of the fat fish, and couldn't help but ask: "Are you a toad or a fish?"

Just this little thing, beat her head for three days, fierce to an unbelievable degree.

The fat fish glanced and raised its frog head high.

Of course it's a toad!

Li Xianghan was almost choked: "You are a toad? How can a toad have a tail? Didn't it transform completely when it was young?"

The fat fish was angry, jumped up, and kicked Li Xianghan's knee hard.

Frog clan matters, life-bound person don't meddle!

"Ah! My leg!"

Starlight and moonlight, fireflies were dotted, and occasionally green eyes of animals were mixed in.

"Hehehe."

A simple small shelter was set up in the tree canopy. Li Xianghan was full of excitement, rubbed her hands, took out all the Gu insects collected over the past few days, and carefully cared for and fed them according to their categories.

The yellow mouse wore a small steel helmet, held a small steel fork, and patrolled back and forth on the branches.

"Taiyin drinks hundred-flower dew—"

"You eat hundred grasses—"

In five days, there were three powerful Gu insects, all of extraordinary rank.

One fourth-rank Taiyin Gu, one third-rank Transformation Butterfly Gu, the former helps cultivation, the latter is even more extraordinary, has no great effect itself, but can help other Gu insects complete transformation!

Below there are a bunch of fifth, sixth, or seventh, eighth rank.

The most, most, most critical one, a third-rank Sun Flame Gu!

A top-level exotic species bred by Bing Fire Day.

And—

Li Xianghan realized this point after feeding all the Gu insects.

She rubbed her painful knees, her pupils dilated, her breathing was heavy, and she looked at the Gu insects she collected again and again.

Gu recipe?

"What Gu recipe?" Liang Qu flew onto the branch.

"These Gu insects are all highly adaptable, especially the first three. We can perform a Gu refining. If we are lucky, we might be able to refine a second-rank Sun Flame Golden Crow Insect!" Li Xianghan swallowed her saliva, her eyes almost greedy.

"Second rank? What level?"

"What's important is not the second rank, but the Sun Flame Golden Crow Insect!" Li Xianghan spoke incoherently, "This kind of insect is extraordinary. If it can be refined, looking at the entire Insect Valley, no! In the history of the winners of the Insect Valley Festival, being able to refine such Gu insects is a phoenix feather and unicorn horn, enough to lock the championship in advance. Returning to the village, there will inevitably be extra rewards. This is a rare treasure that can enrich the family's Gu insect library!"

After talking a lot, Liang Qu suddenly realized.

If this Gu insect is refined, Li Xianghan's rewards will be more generous.

Generous rewards, equal to Bai Awei's advancement, Bai Awei's advancement, dew upgrade, more money.

Plan passed!

"Then you refine it!"

Li Xianghan's face was embarrassed: "I don't have much confidence. If I refine it now, even with the spiritual body blessing, it won't necessarily succeed. There is a 70% probability that the Gu insects will die or be injured, leaving one or two residual insects, and the final waiting time for Gu refining is very long, maybe it will take several days. What if it fails—"

"Not necessarily succeed?"

Seeing the Heavenly Centipede sneer, as if mocking fate, Li Xianghan's face was embarrassed.

Liang Qu's jointed limbs stood up.

"Afei!"

The fat fish jumped, suddenly enlarged its figure, and in Li Xianghan's stunned observation, the old toad that stole and counted money crawled out of the "little toad's" mouth and landed on the branch.

The old toad scanned the surroundings, understood the situation, jumped to the side of the insect jar, and carried its webbed feet on its back.

It is a high web.

Don't speak.

Half a while.

Big eyes stared at small eyes, the toad's nostrils sprayed gas, anxious and angry, slapped Li Xianghan's head hard: "What a rude junior, do you want this public to do it yourself?"

"Disrespecting the Elder, should be punished!"

The fat fish punched Li Xianghan's big toe, hurting her so much that she shed tears.

"Don't be stunned." Liang Qu urged, "Refine Gu! Refine it as you should, listen to Frog Public's command."

Li Xianghan held back her tears, immediately set up the insect jar, and refined the Gu insects in order. When she reached the third step, the old toad stopped her and pushed out another jar.

"Add this first!"

"No, no, slow down, slow down. Aren't you a Saintess? Can't you refine Gu?"

Being questioned by a toad whether she could refine Gu, Li Xianghan stretched her neck, feeling aggrieved, but she unexpectedly discovered that this Gu refining was very smooth—

"Quick, pour it all in, stuff two roots at a time."

"Two roots? Will it be too intense—"

"If I tell you to stuff it, stuff it! If you talk nonsense again, three roots. Remember, in front of this Elder, there has never been, 'why'!"

The old toad jumped up and waved its webbed feet. Li Xianghan held her head with both hands, protecting her head, trembling with fear.

"Crackle, crackle."

Various fierce collisions in the insect jar.

Liang Qu vibrated his golden-patterned wings, cleared the threats around, and calculated the days.

From the beginning of the Insect Valley Festival to now, it has been about five or six days.

As the head of the Southern Border, the Tusi should not stay for a long time. No matter how much he attaches importance to it, it is just a custom festival for the younger generation, at most coming once at the beginning and end.

Perceive the main body in Yixing.

That's right.

There is only one "River Middle," the Tusi has left.

Not long after.

Bai Awei opened its mouthparts, no longer as aggressive as before.

Did the King of Huai leave?

Li Xianghan guessed.

Outside the Insect Valley Building, taking the waterway, the little mirage dragon that quietly came to the Southern Border activated the 【Play Dead】 talent, motionless like a stone.

Until the god descended.

"Wuhu, boss!"

"Shh!"

Wave light flashed, 【Vortex God Armor】 wrapped the little mirage dragon.

Liang Qu 【Descended】 to the Third Prince, quietly observing the environment.

"Boss, there is a Martial Saint in the building, will there be danger?" The mirage dragon was worried.

"What are you afraid of? With me here, your talent will be even higher, I haven't changed yet."

The little mirage dragon's 【Play Dead】 is the housekeeping skill of the Mirage Clan. Liang Qu 【Descended】, the combination of the two strength soared, even higher, only stronger, let alone he has 【Vortex God Armor】 to distort light and shadow and shield the air machine.

Combining the two, Liang Qu is confident that Southern Border experts cannot discover it!

Ganlu Ningqi doesn't know where it is placed for the time being, how the Tusi wants to transfer it, the next strand of Long Qi is enough for Liang Qu to—

Raise two layers of River Master Emperor, to the eighth layer!

Start touching!

Stealthily swam into the Insect Valley Building, Liang Qu flicked his long tail, layer by layer, one by one, from the bottom floor, from the window slit, looking over room by room.

"Wow! One against six?"

"Boss, this is not good, Sister Long Eying will be angry—"

"Just a curiosity, an old man with a beard, his body is really good——"

"Tsk tsk tsk, mother sees it and hits."

The venerable old man may like to eat milk, and the enterprising young man may be a pervert.

Everyone has their own dark side, letting themselves go in a private space.

"It's a pity not to mix in the Southern Border, otherwise maybe I can grab some material to seek benefits."

Thoughts ran around, Liang Qu opened the world while looking for the traces of the Insect Valley Festival rewards.

After a circle, the Long Qi was not found, but there was a strange guy.

"Eh~"

In the room, E Qirui was writing hard. ===== CHAPTER 1226 =====

"Eh~"

Inside the room, E Qirui was writing vigorously with his brush.