The temptation of the wizard

The temple was full of fun, and the next day Zhu Yuntai officially gave the Mavericks and students a class, and did not mind Huazhixue and Lao Bai attending.

The Mavericks are already familiar with this course. It is about the composition of air and its related characteristics. While talking about it, it is verified by experiments in the dojo. The hydrogen that can burn, the oxygen that can support combustion...all of them are eye-opening.

In the evening, the principle of the air compression system was explained in detail, including three-phase conversion, pressure, critical temperature and other concepts. In the dojo, only Lao Bai and Butter Chicken were drowsy, and the rest of the people cheered up and listened to the class, even if they did not understand. Vow to write it down.

The memory of spiritual practitioners is also much better than that of ordinary people. In addition, you can raise your hands to ask questions in class. Teacher Zhu is also afraid that the students will not understand. After speaking again and again, even Hua Zhixue has already kept the content in his heart, although I still don't understand. On June 5th, Zhu Yuntai led the people in the temple to Ailao Town, laughing and laughing, but forced Xiatai in Nuwa Temple to sleep and eat.

Xia Tai: "What? They all the temple people go shopping together?"

Xiao Xuzi: "Shengzi... is that what he said?"

Xia Tai was furious, "When is this, they are still going shopping?"

Suddenly Xiao Xuzi was a little confused-the master's words reminded him of his old father in his hometown.

Chapter 191

When the summer night sky is clear, the stars are shining, and the jungle is deep and mysterious.

Rong Qiang finally came to the place where He Ruoqing lived, but looking around, there were only broken walls covered with moss and weeds. I did not see the small locust tree in Xiaoqing’s mouth for a while. The fire burned down.

Linghu Mietian always called him the little tree demon, which made him very dissatisfied, because he had a name, Rong Qianqi, which was born by He Ruoqing, which means a thousand-year-old banyan tree.

Very simple name, easy to remember.

Xiaoqing said that she lives in Zhutianjiao Danfeng Valley and is a disciple of the Chinese Medicine Refining Hall. She planted a small locust tree in front of her house.

Xiaoqing said that the little locust tree in my family grows very fast. I water it with the dregs of the medicine refining hall. It will become refined after a hundred years. That is the child bride-in-law I have carefully selected for the thousand-year old master. You are going to be married.

The plantain hides ghosts, and the willow tree attracts shade, and it is not as easy to become refined as the locust tree.

A locust tree that has grown in a century is not uncommon, and it seems to be worth looking forward to, but he didn’t know the specific meaning of a child bride or husband and wife. He only knew that he liked to be with He Ruoqing very much, and liked her to sit on the branches and shake her legs. .

Her butt is a little hot.

More than two hundred years ago, the man named Linghu Mietian taught him to read. Before he left, he planted a five-element soul-locking array around the banyan tree. From that time on, he could not leave the place where the tree was two feet away. Most of the time They all read martial arts secrets in that stone room.

More than ten years later, he was able to memorize all the contents of those books verbatim, but the man did not return.

The Dryad has nothing to do, so he will continue to read when he is awake and play with the weapons in the stone room.

Until sixty-two years ago, a woman gathering herbs leaned against a big banyan tree to rest.

Her name is He Ruoqing.

It is the most amazing color in the life of more than two hundred years for more than two hundred years. Just looking at her can feel the unprecedented fullness and tranquility.

When she was about to leave, the tree demon was flustered and suddenly remembered the little story in the book, she appeared and pulled out a section of her own old tree roots, and said hoarsely and tremblingly: "You, you, you...your ginseng."

The woman turned her head and looked surprised, then smiled: "It's your ginseng."

The dryad blushed and looked flustered, and repeated: "You...your ginseng."

"It's your ginseng." Her smile became brighter, but she still didn't turn back, and left with the medicine basket.

That day, the tree demon seemed to understand what loneliness is.

Probably, when I miss her, I feel lonely.

Until I saw her again, it was three days later, but the tree monster at that time felt that three years had passed.

The Dryad didn't dare to show up. She wandered under the tree for a while before leaving. At that time, the Dryad did the same thing and grabbed a handful of the roots of the old tree and said, "You, your... ginseng."

She smiled back and replied: "Yes, my ginseng." Then she walked to the tree demon.

At that time, she was worrying about a tiger's tail flower that was facing withering, saying that the tree demon, you are also a plant, help me save the tiger's tail flower.

Dryad replied, good!

He said a lot of good to her, because everything is so beautiful.

Dryad Dryad, please teach me the knowledge of plant growth.

it is good.

Dryad Dryad, my name is He Ruoqing, you call me Xiaoqing.

it is good.

Dryad Dryad, my tigertail flower has finally sprouted again.

it is good.

Dryad Dryad, let me give you a name, how about Rong Qiangian?

it is good.

Master Millennium, I will plant a child bride for you, right?

it is good.

...

Until that day fifty-three years ago, the sky on the other side of the mountain was stained red with blood and fire, and a gust of strong wind whizzed past with a strong smell of blood.

Xiao Qing's clothes were stained red with blood, and she came under the big banyan tree, "It's still comfortable here for the thousand-year-old master. Master, please move a little bit to me."

Rong Qianian held her gradually cold body and replied, "Okay..."

He buried He Ruoqing in the roots of the tree, guarding her all day, not letting any snakes, insects, rats and ants approach, but she was still withered and ossified every day.

At that time, Rong Qianlong hated Linghu Mietian, hated the Five Elements Soul Locking Formation, hated himself for not having enough energy to break free.

Thirty-six years ago, a witch in a white shirt and red dress came under the big banyan tree. She looked around and muttered to herself: "It turns out that Linghu Mietian still has this arrangement. It's not worth two thousand years. drunk."

The witch said to the trunk: "Little Dryad, my name is Wu Qiqi, and I am now in Nanta Village outside the mountain. The ghost of Linghu is with me. It took me a lot of time to get rid of his nonsense. Sort out enough information to find it here. Come out and talk to me about what is in his treasury."

The Dryad didn't intend to show up, and the witch said again, "Don't pretend."

A ghost came out from behind the witch. Its eyes instantly made the Dryad aware of death, but he was not afraid of death, but the existence of the ghost reminded him of the information about witches in the book-it is said that powerful witches can communicate Huangquan Hades.

Rong Qianian appeared and asked, "Does people always go to Huangquan Hades?"

The witch replied: "If you go peacefully, most of them should be."

"If I die now, will it be the same?"

The witch quietly looked at him for a moment before repliing: "You are just a soul, not a soul. If your tree body is suddenly destroyed by catastrophe, you may only have a ray of remnant soul and lose all the past. If you can naturally grow old, it will be You can be a kid and go to Huangquan. When your cultivation base can refine the tree body, you will transform into the gods and your spirits. At that time, you can go to Huangquan at any time."