Chapter 12 Old Girl
Volume 1
YY Novel Network Update time: 2011-11-1 15:37:57 Words in this chapter: 3338
"Damn! This is terrible!"
In the mulberry forest of the main peak of Qingyun Mountain, Feng Ruoyu looked at the nine huge white silkworm cocoons in front of him crying without tears. After he ran all the way back from the east peak, he was the first to see the nine snowworms. Unfortunately, because he was intercepted by the silver spider for a period of Then cocoon the snow silk that should have been spit out and put it into a state of sleep.
This time, not only has Feng Ruo not completed the task of this season, he is more likely to get into big trouble, because once the snow spirit silkworm knots a cocoon, it may break the pupa and become a butterfly, and the advanced level is the second-level spirit beast snow spirit butterfly, but not every snow spirit silkworm can be advanced The result is death.
It is also because of this that Qingyunzong has always strictly forbidden three generations of disciples to let the snow silkworm form cocoons in order to get the snow spirit butterfly. Usually, only after feeding some special spirits, the probability of the snow spirit silkworm advancing will increase significantly.
Feng Ruo's nine snow silkworms naturally did not have the opportunity to take those special spirit y, not to mention being starved for many days. It can be said that in this case, there is no possibility of progress at all, and the final result is to die!
"It's over, a snowworm seed is ten low-grade five-egrade stones, nine, that is, ninety low-grade five-egrade stones! And this is simply the price of a white crane! How can I afford to pay for it?" Feng Ruo said to himself with a helpless face.
After thinking about it, it's better for Feng Ruo to take the initiative to confess, because now he can't run away even if he wants to escape. Without a flying mount, he can't cross the cliff of Qingyun Mountain at all.
After packing up his mood, Feng Ruo went to Qingyunzong Mountain imén nervously. Qingyunzong was responsible for recycling snow silk and fragrant rice. She was an old woman of unknown age, with wrinkles, messy white hair, and a black cloak, which was really terrible every time. Seeing this ghost-like old girl, Feng Ruo would be worried.
In fact, it is not only Feng Ruo's fear of this old girl, but also afraid of Qu Fengkong, because they have been in contact with the old girl since they were young, and their fear of her has long been deeply implanted in their hearts.
What's more disgusting is that all the rice cakes of Qingyunzong are made and distributed by the old girl himself. The reason why Feng Ruo hates rice cakes so much is that the old girl's palms like a dead branch. Even if he thinks about it, he will sweat!
The place where the old man lived was not in the mén of Qingyun Zong Mountain, but in a small valley not far away.
The scenery in this valley is very pleasant. A stream murmurs through the valley and converges into a small mirror-like lake. On both sides of the stream, there are beautiful bamboo forests. Groups of butterflies are flying gracefully, giving people the feeling at first glance. It is like a fairyland on earth, but everyone knows that This is more like the devil's nest.
Feng Ruo walked anxiously along the bluestone path in the bamboo forest. At the same time, he looked at the group of colorful butterflies hovering above his head in fear. This was not because he had the means to attract bees and butterflies, but because he was being monitored.
These butterflies look harmless to humans and animals. In fact, they are called colorful cloud butterflies, which belong to the second-class spirit beasts. They are irritable and cruel and like to eat blood. Usually, the objects they attack will eventually turn into a mummified corpse. Unfortunately, these colorful cloud butterf
It was also because of this that Feng Ruo decided to confess and be lenient. He really couldn't imagine the tragic scene of being chased and killed by a group of colorful clouds and butterflies.
Turning around a corner, the road ahead suddenly became bright. The quiet lake appeared in sight. No far from the lake is a jīng bamboo tower. Under the bamboo tower is in full bloom, and the strong fragrance floats in the air.
But in such a beautiful scenery, a rickeping shadow sat there in extreme discord, like a black skeleton.
Feng Ruo is not a timid person. In the past ten years of battlefield killing, at least hundreds of enemies have been killed, but after seeing this old girl at this moment, his heart can't help jumping, and even the sweat on his back stood up.
"Uh-uh-uh, late-late-senior-see-seen-senior!" Feng Ruo was far away and stammered.
"Squeak!" A clear sound of bone friction sounded. The old girl slowly turned her head and glanced at Feng Ruo with her eyes that seemed to be full of ghost fire. Then she said in a hoarse and dry voice, "Come up!"
If he has heard this voice two or three times, as usual, he only needs to put the snow silk on it, and then he can slip away, but now he doesn't have a piece of snow silk!
"Gree back - to the senior, the snow silk - no more." Feng Ruozhuang boldly said carefully, but the sound was getting smaller and smaller. He could almost foresee what kind of storm he would suffer, or simply be sucked into a mummified corpse by those colorful cloud butterflies!
But the old girl didn't say anything. It seemed that she didn't hear Feng Ruo's words. For a moment, the area around the lake became extremely quiet.
Finally, when Feng Ruo was sweating coldly and didn't know what to do, the old girl slowly said, "It's the snow silkworm that made a cocoon! You nourish yourself with your magic power for an hour every day. Maybe you may hatch a snow butterfly, and then you can match your merits and demerits. Otherwise, you owe 90 five-eline stones to this sect. Go down!"
"Yes! Thank you for your advice!" Feng Ruo was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect the old girl to be so talkative, but he didn't think much at this moment. He quickly saluted respectfully, and then retreated carefully.
And it was not until Feng Ruo's figure disappeared that the old girl's cracked mouth moved and said to herself, "Hehe! It's already the early stage of gas refining. This boy is a little interesting!"
Feng Ruo naturally didn't know what the old girl thought of him. After turning the corner, he ran out all the way like a ghost. It was not until he escaped from Xiaogu in one breath that he was greatly relieved. There was nothing he could do. Even if he was now in the early stage of gas refining and officially stepped into the ranks of the monk When I was a girl, there was a fear from the bottom of my heart!
"Alas! It's hard to imagine how those three generations of disciples of Qingyun Sect survived!" Feng Ruo couldn't help sighing, "However, the old girl didn't seem to be unreasonable. She even thought of a way to nourish herself with magic power, hey! Fortunately, my current mana has greatly increased, otherwise wouldn't the nine snow silkworms squeeze themselves dry?
"Huh? Why don't you put the nine snow silkworms next to the wooden stone?" A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Feng Ruo's mind, which can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone, because the aura emitted by the wooden spirit stone is extremely abundant, and as long as the connection with those roots is not cut off, the aura it has will not be exhausted, and as for its own practice, it will not be delayed!
Thinking of this, Feng Ruo can't help but feel a little brow, because if this is the case, the probability of the nine snowworms to advance the snow butterfly will undoubtedly greatly increase. At that time, he only needs to hand over a snow butterfly to the old girl, and the rest of the snow butterfly will keep it for feeding, which is a As long as it is cultivated a little, that bullshit spider is nothing. If you want to kill it, just kill it!
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