ushernet Chapter 281 Is this the meaning of the stick?
Chapter 281 Is this the meaning of the stick?
It was these precious 2 seconds that allowed Gao Youmo to survive the strongest stage of this magical power. When the light shield disappeared, only a few wind blades were left, and they were all blocked by a shield magic weapon.
However, he did not dare to be careless at all and stared closely at the front. The third-level monster had followed the magical power and pounced on him again.
Life or death depends on this moment!
Gao Youmo knew that if he was alone, he would not be able to escape the pursuit of this crazy monster. Only by fighting hard could he have a chance of survival!
"what!"
Gao Youmo bent his legs, stared with effort, roared, and pounced towards the monster.
Gao Youmo swung the stick in his hand and used all his strength to hit the monster. The monster reacted quickly, turned its head to dodge, and slapped Gao Youmo with its sharp claws.
Both the man and the beast were looking ferocious. Gao Youmo no longer cared and relied on the help of his sword intent. He followed with a stick and pierced into the single eye of the third-level monster.
The monster also smashed the shield with one claw and hit him again. The defensive talisman on his body only lasted for a second before it dissipated. One of the monster's claws was imprinted on his chest, and three ribs were broken immediately. He could no longer withstand the force and was knocked away by the monster again. He rolled on the ground for several times and there was no movement.
"Roar--"
The monster became blind and screamed, especially the eye that was injured the most seriously, and blood gushed out for a while.
Gao Youmo tried to prop himself up, but failed several times.
The man and the beast were both injured.
No one knew how long it had been, but Gao Youmo finally struggled to stand up, used the whistle stick to support himself, and limped towards the third-level monster.
"Roar--"
The third-level monster heard the sound, raised its head, and let out a threatening roar in that direction.
However, it could not scare Gao Youmo away at this time. Blood was still oozing out of its eye, wetting the ground. It lay powerlessly on the ground.
No one knew how long the man and the beast had been fighting. At this moment, an accident could happen every minute, and Gao Youmo didn't dare to wait any longer.
He picked up a stone with his stick and threw it at the third-level monster.
The monster thought it was Gao Youmo who was attacking, so it used all its strength to pounce on the stone.
Gao Youmo showed no mercy and stabbed the beast's blind eye with a stick.
After the third-level monster fell to the ground, it struggled painfully for a few times and finally stopped moving.
Gao Youmo did not waste any more time. He quickly put the monster's corpse into the storage bag, and then used the whistle stick to support himself and moved step by step towards the place where the horse was hidden.
He finally breathed a sigh of relief when he finally climbed onto the horse and laid his whole body on it.
"If it weren't for the bead I bought from Wang Qiye at half price, I would have died here today. I owe him another favor."
The horse spread out its four hooves and galloped as fast as it could, running towards the direction of Qingzhu Peak.
……
Zhu Dachang noticed that Gao Youmo was a little different from before. The feeling was similar to that of Wang Qiye and Tan Qian, but also different. He had just started to show the stick intention, and there was still obvious remnant, and he couldn't control it freely.
He couldn't believe it and trembled. "Lao Gao, you have also become one with the stick?"
Gao Youmo realized it belatedly. He raised his hand and looked at it in disbelief. "Is this the first level of consciousness?"
Zhu Dachang was full of envy, but also a little disappointed. "Lao Gao, there are five levels of intention, each one is a different level. I didn't expect that you would take this step."
……
Alchemy room.
Wang Qiye reached out to grab Duanmu Lan's hand, but she shook it away.
"Snapped."
Another slap hit Wang Qiye's face, and Duanmu Lan said coldly, "Wang Qiye, please respect yourself."
Chuntao felt as if she was facing a formidable enemy. She dared not even breathe and was very cautious in pounding the medicine.
Wang Qiye sighed and rubbed his cheeks gently. He was really overwhelmed by lust last night and said such stupid things. He really deserved the slap in the face.
He originally thought that after Ruyi forgave her 1 yuan of debt at breakfast today, she would feel better, but he didn't expect that she still kept a note of the bill.
Thinking that he would not even be able to touch her hand in the future, Wang Qiye could only sigh and look at the exquisite figure that had completely captivated him. Then he withdrew his gaze and looked at the medical book in his hand.
Duanmu Lan said without emotion. "Then let's continue with the medical content we talked about last time..."
Wang Qiye didn't turn a page of the book for the whole afternoon. His thoughts were in a mess and he spent the whole afternoon in a daze.
The only sound in his ears was the quiet woman's occasional words, but he couldn't hear clearly what she said.
……
Qingzhu Peak.
A separate courtyard for disciples in the foundation-building stage.
"Hey, Wang Qiye is here."
Pig Dachang had sharp eyes and was the first to notice a short-haired Taoist priest, who was very eye-catching.
The others looked over, and Dong Jiangai smiled and came over in two or three steps. "Wang Qiye, you're here."
Wang Qiye threw the second-level magic weapon in his hand, which he had prepared several months ago, and said with a chuckle, "I dare not not come to the welcome party of the senior sister."
The nineteen-year-old Dong Jiangai has become more and more beautiful. She was once one of the three flowers of the outer sect disciples of Qingzhu Peak. After building her foundation and entering the inner sect, she has done just fine and is poised to change her foundation-building three flowers into foundation-building four flowers.
She raised her youthful smile, caught the sword, pulled it out, and casually made a sword flower.
The cold light from the sword shone on everyone's faces, and it was particularly dazzling in the evening when the moon was hanging on the branches. Everyone cast envious glances at her, reflecting the sword light back, forcing her to sheath the sword again.
Dong Jiangai took two more steps and came to Wang Qiye's side, holding his hand affectionately. "Wang Qiye, this gift you gave me is too expensive, how can I accept it?"
But seeing how happy and fond she looked, holding it tightly in her hand, how could she bear to let go?
This sword has the gold and fire attributes that she is used to. What’s more, it is 90% new. It is a sword that Wang Qiye specially kept from the confiscated magic weapons.
"Big sister, be careful, be careful." Wang Qiye quickly turned around and found that there was no maid following her. She breathed a sigh of relief. "You are already a grown-up girl, but you are still so shameless?"
Dong Jiangai didn't let go. "I would dare to do this even if your wife was here."
Wang Qiye was at a loss as to what to do with her for the moment and could only shake his head helplessly.
"Wang Qiye, you are too biased. You gave us half price, but when it comes to her, she gives us a second-level magic weapon. Even if it is the sheep of the production team, you can't catch one to feed, right?"
The only one who dared to speak like that was the hot-tempered Jiang Yuyan. She was only one year older than Dong Jiangai, but had entered the inner sect two years earlier than her.
At this time, she was naturally radiant. After a beautiful woman cultivates, her appearance is naturally even better, with curves where they should be and curves where they should be. Xia Yucheng and Mu Beiluo followed behind her all day long. These people had successfully established their foundations, so they could be seen every day.
Wang Qiye chuckled. "There's nothing we can do. This is the senior sister's appearance. We have to fill it up."
"Humph."
Jiang Yuyan snorted coldly and turned her face away unwillingly.
Wang Qiye looked around the crowd and found that everyone was already there. He said, "Big Sister, everyone is here, shall we start the feast?"
"Okay, let's get started. You have to sit in the seat of honor today." Dong Jiangai said with a smile, and then pulled him towards the seat of honor.
Wang Qiye had no choice but to let her temper take its course and push himself into the seat of honor.
Only then did everyone take their seats.
"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Senior Brother." Wang Qiye said embarrassedly to the person next to him.
Wei Limo chuckled. "We are all from the same sect. It doesn't matter where we sit. It's awkward to say this."
But it was the eldest senior brother Wei Limo who took the lead in picking up the wine glass and stood up. He also made a joke. "Today, the eldest senior sister from the outer sect has come to our inner sect to build her foundation. Everyone, raise your glasses and congratulate her."
Everyone stood up and raised the wine cups in front of them. "Congratulations to the senior sister for coming to the inner gate."
"You all make fun of me, it's so annoying." Dong Jiangai rolled his eyes at everyone.
"Hahaha--"
Everyone laughed and drank the wine in the cup.
Suddenly, the three tables were bustling with people clinking glasses, eating meat and vegetables.
"Brother Qiye, do you have any defensive magic weapons in your store?"
Gao Youmo, who was behind him, came closer.
Wang Qiye turned his head and looked at him with some confusion. "No more, I still have ten here, I'll give you one, but there's no way to give you a discount."
Gao Youmo nodded. "I will take my senior sister to experience that enchanting place in five days, so I can only ask you for one."
Wang Qiye didn't say much. He just slapped his storage bag and ten defensive magic weapons flew out and floated in front of him for him to choose.
"Have you cultivated the mind?" Wang Qiye only then realized the sharp thorns left on Gao Youmo's body. No wonder he had to buy two defensive magic weapons even though he already had them. I guess the process of obtaining the mind was not so smooth.
Gao Youmo picked up a defensive magic weapon in his hand. "Thanks to the power of the two defensive magic weapons, I finally managed to save my life, but the two defensive magic weapons are also broken. I just recovered from my injuries, and they are planning to go there in a few days. I also want to try my hand at it, so I want to go with them."
"Just this defensive magic weapon, how many spirit stones does it cost?"
Wang Qiye nodded. "Just give me 2500."
"Okay then." Gao Youmo picked up the identity jade pendant and transferred 2500 contribution points over.
"I feel more at ease with you, a master of artistic conception, joining us this time. Even if we encounter two third-level monsters at the same time, I think you can handle them."
Wang Qiye lowered his head and operated the jade pendant, directly transferring the contribution points to Duanmu Lan. The spirit stones he had just obtained were taken away by the creditor before they could even warm up.
"I still owe her 6.1 spirit stones. There aren't many people like me who are willing to pay back money these days!"