Tang Ning didn't mind that the place under the Buddha statue was dirty.
She just wanted to sleep peacefully.
She could escape through a dog hole three times a day.
It felt like freedom.
Taking root in an inconspicuous ravine, it turned into an inconspicuous little peach tree, spreading its branches and leaves.
Compared with Rihua, Yuehua is more comfortable, cool and icy.
It seems that after absorbing the moonlight, absorbing the sunflower will get twice the result with half the effort.
Could this be the coordination of yin and yang?
Tang Ning didn't know.
Not wanting to fail, Tang Ning desperately absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon, regained her strength as soon as possible, turned into a human form, and wandered around the world.
A walking peach tree swings around in a swaggering way, not telling the world that I am a demon, come and catch me, come and kill me.
This is undoubtedly a true portrayal of a stupid goblin.
It would be strange if someone doesn't kill him and dig out his inner elixir.
The blue sky suddenly became overcast, and lightning flashed through the dark clouds, shining with bright purple lightning, the threat of thunder and lightning.
Tang Ning's hair stood on end, and the fear of dying made her know that this was her lightning disaster.
I wonder if the other fairies were like this when they transformed again.
As I thought about it, terrifying purple lightning struck Tang Ning, and tiny lightning bolts danced among the branches and leaves on her torso.
The feeling of being struck by lightning is heartbreaking.
It hurts like tearing the soul apart.
Every minute and every second is extremely unbearable.
The lightning strikes are like flames burning in the body.
One after another, Tang Ning has been struck.
Her whole body was numb, and it felt like this thunder had to chop her into ashes before she would stop.
Tang Ning pulled out the roots and hid everywhere, but the thunder, as if it had been equipped with a positioning system, chased after her, each one getting thicker and more intense than the last, and it would not stop until it chopped her into ashes. meaning.
Purple electric light flashed between the clouds, making a terrifying loud noise.
The lightning aimed at Tang Ning and struck her desperately.
She was now a dead tree.
She wanted to kill her so much, but she refused to die.
She wanted to go out alive and tear the scholars, demon monks, and anyone who had hurt the client into pieces with her bare hands.
It seems that goblins cannot kill.
It doesn't matter.
Then kill without blood.
This is the highest state of killing.
The power of the thunder tribulation gradually weakened and eventually dissipated.
With Tang Ning's efforts, on this dark and windy night, Tang Ning finally succeeded in transforming, but she was not happy at all.
She lay on the ground, staring at the dark sky, wanting to show her middle finger.
Pain ran through the whole body, and the skin of the body had long been torn apart.
There were dense wounds one after another, and the wounds were covered with crystal peach gum.
With her palms covering the broken wound, Tang Ning crawled and crawled away from the place where she was struck by lightning.
With her weak appearance, as long as she was a monster, as long as she was a monster hunter, she could be killed.
A drizzle fell from the gloomy sky.
She quickly opened her dry and chapped lips to catch the rainwater and drank it, turning into an inconspicuous sapling and taking root in the soil.
Tang Ning had heard this saying before, but now, she could truly feel what it meant.
In just two days, she transformed from a small dry tree into a lush green one.
Although her body was badly struck by lightning, as long as there was soil, moisture, and sunlight, she could slowly recover.
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The thunder tribulation caused a lot of commotion, with dozens of goblins coming and going, and no less than ten demon-catching Taoist priests and eminent monks coming and going.
But no one paid attention to Tang Ning.
No matter how green the sapling was, it was still a sapling, not to mention that Tang Ning pretended to be ordinary.
Where there are monsters, there will be fights.
Tang Ning sat on the mountain and watched the tigers fight, trying to steal some points.
She was really miserable now.
The Peach Blossom Demon has no means of attack and only knows a little bit of deception.
She only goes out to deliver food to people.
Her demonic power is not weak.
Fortunately, she is also a thousand-year-old peach blossom demon.
She just has empty power and cannot use it at all.
In terms of combat power, she may not be able to compare with a century-old little demon.
A Taoist priest died in the woods.
The tiger monster that killed him swallowed the Taoist priest whole with his skin and bones, burped, shook his oily fur, and returned home.
The Taoist priest's personal belongings were thrown on the ground, and the things outside him were just a pile of rubbish to the goblin.
This tiger demon has no habit of collecting trophies.
Taoist robe, rubbish, peach wood sword, rubbish, array plate, rubbish, practice hand stick, this is good.
The night was as cold as water and the moonlight was like washing.
Tang Ning transformed into a human form, took out the cultivation notes, and started reading slowly.
The cultivation methods of human beings are very different.
This cultivation manual is useless to Tang Ning.
It would take a thousand years for a spirit like the client to turn into a human being.
It could not defeat a third-rate monster monk or a third-rate monster.
If you want to increase your demonic power by leaps and bounds, there is only one way to go.
Either kill demons and seize elixirs, or kill people and swallow their hearts.
Just thinking about it, she felt a pain in her heart, and she knew that this way was unreachable.
The client didn't want to kill anything that would produce spiritual intelligence.
If he didn't want to kill, he wouldn't kill.
But there are also advantages to not killing.
The client blends into the crowd.
If she doesn't cast spells and restrain her demon power, she won't be discovered by humans or demons.
She is a demon.
If this were not the case, Tang Ning would not dare to hide in the temple or stay near the place where the thunder tribulation occurred to wait and see how the situation would change.
She was not a cat demon and had nine lives.
But the entruster is also a sweet potato, especially to a human being.
The demon monk never forgets this, and is even willing to give Jin An some benefits, which is not unreasonable.
Practicing hand pricking is not completely useless, it still has some use.
The slender fingers turned into branches, and Tang Ning entered the cultivation state again.
For the demon, it still transformed into its own body, and the cultivation speed was faster.
Tang Ning may not kill anyone, but that doesn't mean she has the same views as her client.
The world of transvestites is essentially about the jungle of the jungle, the survival of the fittest, and the elimination of the unfit.
Without strength, one is not qualified to talk about kindness.
The client does not even have the ability to protect himself, let alone fight back.
He is naive and ignorant of the world, and he is a mobile treasure.
It is not surprising even if he dies ten thousand times.
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Because at the snap of a finger, you could be killed, have your inner elixir taken away, practice for thousands of years, and make wedding clothes for others.
Just thinking about it makes you want to vomit blood.
Even if they are not scholars, there will be other people or other demons who need to be cured for being ignorant and being too naive.
In fact, there is no need to be afraid even if you don’t have the strength.
You have to rely on your own strength to beat an ox across a mountain.
Human beings are so fragile.
With a lifespan of less than a hundred years, they can make a hole with just one poke.
They have become the masters of the human world.
Monsters, monsters, and monsters dare not make mistakes.
People like the demon monk are undoubtedly the scum of monks.
They kill demons without blinking an eye, and the smell of blood on their bodies is stronger than that of executioners.
If she doesn't kill, there are people who want to kill her.
The scholar is just a profit-driven villain, nothing to be afraid of.
The client secretly promised the scholar, Tang Ning, Tang Ning has no heart, she is just a ghost, not stopping for anyone, not having feelings for anyone.
She only does tasks and doesn't talk about feelings.
She is a principled person.
The golden nest and silver nest are not as good as your own doghouse.
No matter how beautiful the scenery in other worlds is, Tang Ning is just a tourist.
After playing, he still has to go home.
Just practice honestly.
Even if you want to borrow a knife to kill someone, you must first be able to lift the knife.
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