"I don't like you."
"Oh, no, no." Nan Yue reflexively shook her head.
"Oh oh oh!" Nan Yue seemed to wake up from a dream and hurriedly moved out of the door. "Please come in, come in!"
The tendons on Pu Yao's forehead bulged. He suppressed it. "He comprehended water breath."
"Interested! Very interested! " Zuo Mo nodded repeatedly, rubbing his hands as he said heatedly, "Pu Yao, let's get them all! There are so many treasures, we can't waste them! "
The shock in Zuo Mo's heart disappeared. He felt bored and his expression returned to normal.
"Nan Yue, I didn't disturb your rest, did I?" Chi's tone was warm and filled with concern. There was none of the usual sternness as though he was a completely different person.
Treasures! Good treasures!
Water element spells, ge also knows them! He smugly cast a [Little Art of Cloud and Rain]. A palm-sized cloud ball instantly appeared in his palm.
Zuo Mo's mind moved and the dew bead flew in front of him. The warm moisture hit his face.
Even though they hadn't mentioned Daren at all today, but Nan Yue was one hundred percent sure that they had come for Daren!
It glanced at Zuo Mo and suddenly burrowed into the chessboard.
"You are not a match," Pu Yao said mercilessly.
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Hearing this, Pu Yao thought inside, no, if Zuo Mo was afraid in the future and refused to go to the Ten Finger Prison, that would be a troublesome matter. He was very familiar with Zuo Mo's personality. This guy couldn't be forced, he had to tempt him. If there were enough benefits, this guy would howl and charge forward.
"We haven't fought yet, how do you know? Tell me! "Zuo Mo had a murderous expression as though he wouldn't give up.
"It's not a big deal." Pu Yao suppressed the shock inside, his tone normal as he said, "You broke the first prison that the predecessors created. The first prison will be rebuilt."
Zuo Mo looked at the unfamiliar environment in front of him, his mouth gaping, his face dazed.
The principal examined the four bare walls of the room and said with a slight smile, "Student Nan Yue is very simple! As expected of the example of the other students in the house. This kind of spirit is worth us other students to learn from. "
"The water breath bead can heal?"
"Give it a name." Pu Yao's faint voice sounded by Zuo Mo's ears.
"This is the result of trying to be brave," Pu Yao said mockingly.
In order for Zuo Mo to understand the value of the water breath bead, Pu Yao naturally did not hold back. "It's not just healing. With it, it will be even easier for you to comprehend water breath. And once you comprehend the Water Breath, it will fuse into the Water Breath that you comprehend. It is easier for you to cast most of the water yao arts and water element spells, and the power is greater. "
"It's nothing. It's just a three-hundred-year-old little demon."
"Thousand Streams of Emptiness."
[Little Art of Cloud and Rain] sixth level!
"However," the House Elder's tone changed and he said excitedly, "as the Chief Senior of the Purple Lotus Yao Art House, Student Nan Yue has to shoulder a heavier burden! This place is too far away, and it's very inconvenient. Oh, it just so happens that there's an empty Bright God Residence in the Manor's Purple Lotus Park. If Student Nan Yue moves there, it'll be much more convenient. "
In his sea of consciousness, a crystal clear dewdrop was floating in the air. His sea of consciousness, which was originally filled with dancing flames, now had a lively and abundant water vapor. Faint water vapor dispersed from the dewdrops. Wherever the water vapor passed, the originally injured Soul Consciousness was like scorched earth being nourished, rejuvenated. Zuo Mo felt unspeakably comfortable.
"Thousand Streams of Emptiness? What is that? "Zuo Mo's face was curious.
"Water Breath?" Zuo Mo instantly became alert and said arrogantly, "Just that water breath? It was destroyed by my Archaic Wasteland Sacrificial Art! "
The lantern-sized red eyes, the desolate and disdainful presence, the roiling illusory body.
It had been a long time since her consciousness had been wounded. The long-lost pain appeared again, and the pain seemed to become even stronger.
The entire process seemed to be a dream for Nan Yue, and she didn't know what to do. Only after the House Elder's group had left for a long time did she gradually recover.
Chief Senior Senior? She had become the Chief Senior? And a Bright God Residence was given to her to use?
"Oh, so it's like this." Zuo Mo's expression was one of realization.
Boom-om-om-om!
Nan Yue's scalp felt numb. All the elders of the Purple Lotus Yao Art House Council of Elders were standing in front of her house! These elders that were usually high up and had indifferent expressions all had smiles on their faces at this time, and their expressions were amiable. All the higher level members of the Purple Lotus Yao Art House were present.
"What? Are you interested? "Pu Yao pretended to be indifferent as he glanced at Zuo Mo.
A knock on the door woke Nan Yue up. She had been too tired yesterday and had slept deeply. She opened her sleepy eyes and opened the door. When she saw the person outside the door, all of her sleepiness immediately disappeared.
"Let's go, you haven't named your prison battlefield yet." Pu Yao pulled Zuo Mo into Vast Water Clear Skies without any explanation.
"Aiyo … … aiyo, which guy is plotting against me? No, I can't take this loss for nothing, I have to pay it back! "In pain, Zuo Mo still showed his vengeful face.
He seemed to have flown to a very high place. When he looked down, he saw an enormous chessboard. The squares were scattered and formed a strange shape. This pattern was slightly familiar to Zuo Mo. He quickly understood what the pattern was. Wasteland beast, that was a wasteland beast!
Seeing Nan Yue freeze where she was, Chi instantly understood what was going on. He smiled and said, "What? Aren't you going to invite us in to sit? "
The one who knocked on the door was Chi. His face was filled with a warm smile. Behind him was a large crowd of people. Nan Yue was very familiar with many of them. When she saw the head of the Purple Lotus Yao Art House, she couldn't help but pause.
Reminded by Pu Yao, Zuo Mo finally remembered the bead he had swallowed before he fainted and hurriedly inspected it. Upon inspection, he instantly found the water breath bead.
Zuo Mo's eyes were wide, his face disbelieving. It was this water breath bead that had allowed his [Little Art of Cloud and Rain] to rise to the sixth level!
"Tch, just a three hundred year little yao." Zuo Mo's expression was unconcerned. He then muttered in a low voice, "You, a thousand year old yao, don't feel anything, just three hundred years … …"
Dong dong dong.
Suddenly, the scene in front of him changed again.
"Yes."
Thinking about this, she instantly became excited. She inspected her consciousness. Even though her wounds had not healed, she could still enter the first prison. She sat down and directly entered the first prison.
He casually took a step forward and stepped into a green square. There were no changes. He walked forward and stepped into another piece of land. There were no changes either.
Two, three … … twelve!
"There's one in every prison?" Zuo Mo's eyes lit up.
"What, what is this?"
"Aiyo, motherf * * ker!" Zuo Mo wailed in pain.
"That depends on your abilities." Pu Yao was noncommittal. "The prison-breaking battles at the back will be even stronger than this."
The water breath bead was as wondrous as expected. A short while later, Zuo Mo's damaged consciousness was healed. Zuo Mo sighed in admiration. His desire for the treasures at the back of the prisons increased.
"An imprint left three hundred years ago!" Zuo Mo jumped in fright. "In other words, he was already this strong three hundred years ago?"
Pu Yao's response caused Zuo Mo's expression to become even more embarrassed. "It seems that the Ten Finger Prison is a dangerous place. No, I have to go less to this kind of place."
Hm, he instantly found that the clouds of the [Little Art of Cloud and Rain] were different than before.
Zuo Mo was overjoyed.
They were doing this for Daren!
She finally remembered who those slightly familiar looking old people were. They were the elders of the yao art house!
But when she calmed down from her initial excitement, she quickly understood the crux of the matter. It was not hard to guess why the attitudes of the House Head and the elders were.
The chessboard under her feet returned to normal.
She suddenly remembered that today was the day the new first prison was formed.
Good stuff!
It just changed its appearance.
Wasteland Beast Chessboard!
Was she still dreaming?
"It is slightly dangerous, but there are also many benefits." Pu Yao's expression was indifferent as though he was speaking matter-of-factly. "You destroyed his imprint, swallowed his water breath bead, you didn't feel anything?"
Ignoring Pu Yao's disdainful gaze, he asked curiously, "Why did his imprint attack me? I didn't provoke him. "
Four words appeared simultaneously in the minds of the yao that had excitedly entered the first prison.
No, he had to report this to Daren!
"Wasteland Beast Chessboard." Zuo Mo's mind moved and he blurted out.
Your Archaic Wasteland Sacrificial Art … …
The criss-crossing rivers and waterways of the past had all disappeared, and the shattered rocks under his feet had also disappeared. What replaced them were squares of different colors. The squares of different colors could not be seen at a glance and seemed to be an enormous chessboard.
Zuo Mo's expression changed multiple times. He said embarrassedly, "Peace is precious, peace is precious. It is not good to fight and kill for no reason!"
The sixth level of [Little Art of Cloud and Rain] was very useful!
The cloud seemed to be alive. The rain that fell was filled with vitality. When it landed on Zuo Mo's palm, it permeated the skin of his hand and disappeared. Zuo Mo felt refreshed.
The procession filed in.
The sound was like thunder. The wasteland beast diagram on the chessboard under his feet seemed to come alive. A thread of grey smoke rose from the chessboard. In a blink, it turned into a wasteland beast.
"This powerful?" Zuo Mo was very excited. He knew the value of this. With this water breath bead, it meant that he had a physique that was close to water. This would increase his yao arts and spells.
The tendons on Pu Yao's forehead bulged again. He forced himself to calm down and said, "That is the imprint he left three hundred years ago."
Then the elders took turns to come forward and give warm words of encouragement.
Countless jingshi spun in Zuo Mo's eyes. He drooled as he smiled dumbly and said, "No problem, we will slowly grind them to death!"
Nan Yue sweated. She wasn't simple, she was just poor. At this time, she didn't know how to respond and could only murmur.
Chi's gaze was slightly envious. Ming Shen Residence was the highest level residence in the Purple Lotus Yao Art House. There were only three in total and the House Head had given one to Nan Yue. The most valuable part of Ming Shen Residence was the Ming Shen Pool. It could increase the cultivation speed of the consciousness. The Ming Shen Pool was expensive to build and could only be built on special terrains.
"What kind of treasure is this?" As though he knew what Zuo Mo was thinking, an imperceptible smile floated at the corner of Pu Yao's mouth. He continued to provoke him. "Water breath is just the prison-breaking battle of the first prison. Each prison of the Ten Finger Prison has good things. The ones at the back are the treasures. "
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