Chapter 478 Psylocke

The forest is filled with the fragrance of flowers and shaded by green trees.

It gives people a sense of peace and tranquility.

But it is full of unknown and strange dangers.

In this completely unfamiliar world, Wei Tao saw for the first time what a hidden fatal murderous intention was.

After eating a few packs of ethereal flowers and a sandfly, he felt a little full, so he was ready to walk around and inspect his own territory.

Not far outside the Ethereal Garden, he was flying at low altitude, shuttled through the dense jungle, but there was a sudden change without any warning.

He was ambushed by a black bug that couldn't be named and looked inconspicuous. It jumped out from the hidden bush and bit him.

Although he immediately swung his sickle to kill the opponent, the wound quickly rotted and spread rapidly outwards.

Even his mind was in a trance, which almost made him unable to maintain his flying posture, causing him to fall upside down.

This black beetle is awesome.

First hide, then make a surprise attack.

One hit and he immediately ran away.

There is absolutely no intention of being greedy for success.

If it were still the same praying mantis from before, it might just drink up its hatred and return to the west.

But alas, everything was completely different after he arrived as a distraction and fully took over.

Although he had just arrived and had not yet found the direction of evolution and improvement, under the control of the true spirit distraction, both his reaction speed and body control ability were more than twice as strong as before.

Therefore, after being attacked by a sneak attack, he can counterattack as soon as possible and kill the black beetle that is about to escape with a sickle.

As time went by, Wei Tao's vision turned black, his mind became increasingly blurry, and he could no longer control the flapping of his wings.

He quickly found a place to stop, swung his blade joints to cut away most of the carrion, and then slowly sat down and leaned against the tree trunk to recover.

"This stuff is poisonous."

"So, I almost got knocked over by a black bug."

Wei Tao took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, changed to a more comfortable position, and began to continue removing the remaining carrion.

After a moment, he looked impatient.

He simply waved his claws and doubled the size of the wound, fundamentally solving the source of the problem.

After a full quarter of an hour, the darkening vision finally returned to its original state.

However, the bite wound will take longer to grow and heal, and it will return to normal in a short while.

Buzz buzz...

The sound of flapping wings came from far to near.

The old sandfly quickly rushed forward with two guards.

On the way there, they first saw the body of the black bug, and their expressions suddenly changed, becoming more frightened and awe-inspiring.

What frightened the sandflies was that shortly after the previous attack, the Poison Armor lurked near the Ethereal Flower Garden again and attacked them again.

However, in the past, the enemy who had to be managed by the steward every time to lead them to join forces to deal with them unexpectedly died like this! ?

It still looked like it had been hacked to death without giving it any chance to fight back.

It definitely shows that the steward's strength has skyrocketed recently, and he is already far above the poisonous beetle, so he can defeat the enemy with one move, and there is no unnecessary trace of battle from beginning to end.

"Master Steward, are you okay?"

The old sandfly knelt down and his tone became more respectful.

It was as if someone of the same kind had just been eaten, and it didn't cause any waves in his heart at all.

In other words, the hierarchy of superiority and inferiority has been deeply imprinted on his consciousness, like a steel seal of thought, which cannot tolerate any disobedience or questioning.

"Find that black insect and bring it to me."

"Things that don't know whether to live or die dare to sneak up on me and bite me, so they must be eaten by me."

Wei Tao yawned as he spoke, "Although I'm a little full now, eating another insect shouldn't be a big problem."

"Master Steward..."

The old sandfly spoke cautiously and tentatively.

But as soon as he got up, he was interrupted without mercy.

"My lord, my lord is a piece of shit."

"Where did you learn the feudal dross from?"

Wei Tao raised his head and glanced expressionlessly, "We are all insects. Do you know that insects, although they look somewhat human, are not human after all, so where does the word "adult" come from?"

The old sandfly couldn't help being stunned, and immediately kowtowed as if pounding garlic. He changed his mind without hesitation, "Yes, yes, it's all the little bug's fault. Please punish the big bug in charge."

"God doesn't care about bugs."

"Forget it, I'll be your master. Anyway, no matter what I become, I still have the purest heart."

Wei Tao waved his hand and his tone became increasingly impatient.

"Hurry up and carry that black beetle over. Although it just bit me, I am kind-hearted and gentle, and I never want to see other creatures suffering.

I couldn't bear to let it die in the wilderness, so I had to work hard to let it enter my belly and be buried alive. "

The old sandfly took a deep breath and lowered his head, "Master Steward, that is a poisonous beetle. It contains a lot of toxins in its body. If you want to eat it, you need to pickle it in advance so that it can be suppressed to the greatest extent." toxicity."

"You need to tidy up your appearance before burial, right? I understand, I understand very well."

Wei Tao nodded and slowly stood up straight on the tree, "Find some experienced people to handle this matter. Remember to tidy it up to make it more interesting. This is the respect we should have for the deceased."

He turned around and flapped his wings, flying towards the tree hole where he first landed, leaving only a voice quietly echoing in the forest.

"I hit my head when I got up to go to the bathroom last night, and I can't remember many things clearly. I need to get to know myself again and sort out the messed up memories.

Come with me, and tell me about the ethereal flower garden, the spirit butterfly clan, and the precautions for welcoming the spirit butterfly envoy, so as to avoid making any unnecessary jokes at that time."

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The last ray of light quietly disappeared.

The whole forest was quiet.

I don't know when it started, but the night wind gradually picked up.

It made a rustling sound when it brushed against the branches and leaves.

There were insects chirping in the middle.

Instead, it made the night more gloomy and quiet.

Wei Tao opened his eyes at this time.

He looked through the hole of the tree and looked up at the sky with a new moon in the sky.

This is a moon.

It has nothing to do with the eyes.

He observed carefully and felt deeply, and finally came to this conclusion.

Therefore, according to his experience in the Star Ring World, there should be no boundary master in this world.

Even if there is, it is in a deeper sleep, and it is more difficult to wake up than Mingshu Xingjun.

A night breeze blew, bringing a burst of coolness.

There was also a faint roar of a wild beast, which came into his ears at this time.

Wei Tao retracted his gaze and turned his attention back to his body.

At the same time, he was also trying to search for memory fragments, trying to find a system of exercises that could be used for cultivation.

He could vaguely perceive that there was something similar to spiritual meaning between heaven and earth, which brought people a strange feeling of coldness, killing, and inexplicable sadness. Perhaps he could use it to practice and improve himself.

Unfortunately, this kind of spiritual meaning was not obvious, and it could even be said to be too ethereal and vague. Even at his high level, it was close to nothing to perceive it. It was even more difficult to deeply understand it, and he could not find the right direction at all.

Time passed little by little.

Wei Tao sat upright in the cave, closing his eyes and entering into meditation.

The expression on his face gradually changed, from expectation at the beginning, to hope later, and finally turned to helpless disappointment.

There was nothing about cultivation in the memory fragments.

All the memories related to the battle were nothing more than relying on the wings on his back and two sickle-like limbs to fly around and chop around to solve problems.

In other words, his idea of ​​quickly improving on the original basis was declared shattered at this moment.

At least for now, there is no ready-made path to choose.

However, he learned from the old white sandfly that the blood of the spirit butterfly clan is noble and they are born with the secret method of cultivation. They are far different from the lower races like them.

Perhaps we have to wait until the envoy of the spirit butterfly clan arrives to get a glimpse of some clues from them and then find a way to feedback ourselves.

However, the problem arises.

He wants to seek the method of cultivation from the spirit butterfly envoy, but the arrival of the spirit butterfly envoy does not mean a good thing for him.

It may even bring a huge crisis.

According to the old white sandfly, because the production of the ethereal flower has dropped significantly this year, when the envoy of the spirit butterfly clan arrives, he is afraid that he will be punished terribly.

In serious cases, he may even lose his life.

Therefore, as time approaches, the atmosphere in the entire flower garden becomes more and more oppressive, gradually filled with anxiety and fear.

So, if he cannot improve himself before the arrival of the Spirit Butterfly Messenger, with his current strength level of only two sickles, he is afraid that he will not have the confidence to confront it head-on.

Wei Tao opened his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

He began to try other ways to improve his strength.

One after another, the skills came into view.

However, none of them met the conditions for cultivation and improvement, and had to be abandoned directly.

Even the most familiar and deeply immersed Qi and Blood Martial Arts is difficult to practice.

Not only because this world is strange, as if it is isolated from the world, but also because of the true meaning of the various holy thoughts.

It is also because of his current body.

After all, he is now a mantis.

To be precise, it is a hybrid of human and mantis.

It is fundamentally different from the human body.

The martial arts skills that could have been used directly are difficult to implement and cannot achieve the desired effect.

Time passed little by little.

After an unknown amount of time.

Wei Tao felt dizzy and hungry, and his vision began to darken again.

He had to stop for a moment and rang a bell in the cave.

During the day, the old sandfly named Lingkun said that if there was anything, he could use this bell to send a message and call people over.

The more urgent the ring, the more urgent the matter.

The crisp bell rang, breaking the silence of the night in an instant.

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

"Protect the steward, protect the petals of the secret library!"

A moment later, accompanied by the sound of alarms, the old sandfly hurried over.

Behind him was a team of fully armed guards, who surrounded the tree hole so tightly that no one could get in or out.

Wei Tao came out of the cave, somewhat surprised at the speed of the gathering of the sandfly swarm, and at his reaction, which seemed even a little excessive.

He looked at the kneeling sandfly, and his throat surged involuntarily, "Are the poisonous beetles pickled? Can we eat them now?"

"To reply to the steward, the poisonous beetle needs some time to convert all the toxins into absorbable nutrients."

Wei Tao took a deep breath, swallowed his saliva, and pointed to the direction where the beast roared, "What's that thing roaring over there?"

"To reply to the steward, there is a group of horned deer living in that direction. They are all low-level creatures without wisdom and strength."

"Catch a few of them and let me taste them."

"Yes."

Although he was puzzled, he did not dare to question it and immediately turned around and left with a team of guards.

Half an hour later.

Wei Tao waved his two blade limbs, bleeding and cutting meat continuously, and then put it into his mouth to feast on it.

Swish, swish, swish!

He drew his knife like the wind, using nothing to penetrate the gap, and his movements were smooth and flowing, just like a butcher cutting a cow.

Even leaving a trail of afterimages, there was a strange rhythm hidden in it.

Unconsciously, Wei Tao's movements gradually slowed down.

Until he stopped completely at last.

"The meat is tender and juicy, and very chewy, and tastes great."

"Although these horned deer look bigger and have more meat than the ethereal flowers and white sandflies, the nutrition they can provide is not sufficient. I need to eat more to meet my current eating requirements."

"But these two limbs are good. They are like a claw in hand when it comes to eating and grabbing food. They have an innate advantage."

"Thinking further, I can completely use these two sickles as a starting point, and then conduct in-depth research on how to stimulate the circulation of qi and blood in this body, and deduce a martial arts technique from scratch.

As long as I can reach the level of the Red Line Fist, I can also be regarded as having a hidden trump card."

"With a clear goal and a group of obedient subordinates to drive me, I can concentrate on practicing.

I just don't know when the spirit butterfly messenger will come, and whether he can leave me time to improve my strength."

Crack!

He was thinking wildly, and without any warning, another cold light flashed, separating a piece of flesh from the bone.

The sickle came out unintentionally, but it seemed to be in harmony with the looming spiritual meaning between heaven and earth, bringing an extremely wonderful and agile feeling.

Wei Tao put the venison into his mouth and chewed it, and then swung the sickle again.

But the next moment, he stopped again without any sign, letting a piece of fat and tender venison fall down, just standing there motionless.

"One claw in hand, innate advantage, innate advantage..."

Wei Tao stared at the limbs that looked like the sickle of the god of death, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a sculpture, and he didn't move for a long time.

Long Kun brought two people to serve beside him.

They suddenly felt an inexplicable chill, covering all the space around them.

This cold feeling even affected their spirits, and there was a darkness that shouldn't have appeared in front of them without any sign.

There was also a sound full of the artistic conception of killing all things and silence, as if it was directly spreading in the depths of their consciousness.

"Observe the way of heaven, follow the way of heaven, and that's all!"

"The sky is murderous, the stars are moving, the earth is murderous, dragons and snakes rise from the land, people are murderous, the sky and the earth are changing, the heaven and the man are united, and the foundation of all changes is set..."

The body of the dragonfly was tense and trembling.

At this moment, he felt like he was in an ice cellar, cold from head to toe, as if even his spiritual consciousness was about to be frozen.

"This terrible feeling, could it be that the steward has realized the way of cultivation by himself, a cultivation inheritance that only high-level tribes like the spirit butterfly can have?"

"No, it's impossible to realize it by himself, low-level bloodlines don't have that ability at all.

Then the biggest possibility is that the steward actually has a noble bloodline, but for some reason he ended up here, and only now has he awakened the secret method of inheritance?"

The old white sandfly thought quickly, and unconsciously lowered his body, for fear of making any noise and disturbing the steward's perception and cultivation in front of him.

"The sword practice in the Cangjian Pavilion emphasizes intention rather than form."

"I have never practiced the Three Talents Killing Sword before. In addition to focusing on the Vajra Secret Method and the sect's skills at that time, the most important reason is that it is difficult to understand and perceive the so-called sword intention.

Who knew that coming to this place, in the process of killing and eating meat, I actually had the inexplicable feeling of practicing sword and developing sword intention."

Swish!

Wei Tao's mind moved, and the status bar quietly appeared in front of him.

There have been new changes in the skill interface.

Name: Three Talents Killing Scythe.

Progress: 10%.

Status: Beginner.

Description: Based on the Three Talents Killing Sword, it is formed by understanding the spiritual meaning here.

"Do you want to consume a status bar gold coin to improve the progress of the Three Talents Killing Scythe practice?"

"From the Three Talents Killing Sword, it has become the Three Talents Killing Scythe. It sounds like the Three Talents Silly Egg. It feels a lot lower."

Wei Tao looked at the status bar in a trance. After a moment, he finally gathered his thoughts and clicked on the yes option.

Whether it sounds good or not is secondary. As long as it can improve strength and is useful, it is the most important thing.

So no matter what the name is, it is better to advance it to a sufficient level before talking about other things.

Swish...

The status bar suddenly blurred.

A gold coin disappeared without a trace.

A mysterious aura was injected into the body.

The changes from the inside out began silently.

Time passed bit by bit.

Wei Tao deeply understood and perceived.

When his mind moved, the killing intent quietly arose.

It seemed that even the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped.

When the changes stopped, he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes fell on the joints that seemed to be a little different, and he started the second ascension without hesitation.

Then came the third and fourth times, which continued to advance the progress of San Cai Sha Si's practice.

Until the darkness recedes and the sky becomes bright.

Several antlered deer were eaten completely by him.

Even the Ethereal Flower consumed several packs.

It can barely make up for the consumption of skill improvement.

Wei Tao swallowed the last bite of venison and looked at the exercise interface on the status bar.

Name: Sancai Killing Sickle.

Progress: 100%.

Status: Peak.

Description: Based on the Three Talents Killing Sword, it is formed by understanding the spiritual meaning of heaven and earth.

"When I have reached 100% progress to reach the peak, I am a master of swordsmanship with two sickles in hand. I have an innate advantage, and I can be regarded as possessing a certain degree of self-protection ability.

The swordsman of the Hidden Sword Pavilion enters the Tao with the sword, and I now use the sickle to enter the Tao. We are all sharp weapons for disembowelling, and no one is necessarily more noble.

Unfortunately, if you want to continue to break through the limits and improve, the original three-talent killing sword technique is no longer suitable. Perhaps you need to deeply understand and perceive this sad and solemn artistic conception in order to break through the barrier and find a new path. "

Wei Tao waved the giant scythe, which was obviously more than twice the size and emitted a cold light all over its body, and easily cut the leftover bones in half, as if he was cutting tofu, easily and casually without any hindrance.

The next few days.

The sun rises and sets, the moon waxes and wanes.

He stayed awake and didn't care about anything, just practicing hard in the forest.

It felt like I was back in Cangyuan City again, boxing in the Red Line Martial Arts Hall over and over again.

Even the meal was not on time. When I was thirsty, I would drink some water from the stream. When I was hungry, I would kill a horned deer and fill my stomach with ethereal flower petals.

"Master Steward."

"Master Steward?"

The bird came closer and called out cautiously.

"What's up?"

Wei Tao sat on the bluestone beside the stream and asked casually.

The old sandfly knelt down and said respectfully, "Go back to the steward, the poisonous beetle's body has been sorted, and you can hold a funeral for it at any time."

"What kind of thing is it that deserves me to hold a funeral for it?"

Wei Tao frowned slightly and looked up. The surrounding environment instantly became cold and chilly.

He was so frightened that he shivered and almost collapsed to the ground.

"Oh, I remembered."

Fortunately, after a moment, Wei Tao suddenly came to his senses, "This place is shaded by green trees and has a clear stream. It's a good place to rest.

Now you go back and get two packs of ethereal flowers, and bring them here with the poisonous beetle, so that I can send it on its last journey. "

He spoke slowly, his throat swelling unconsciously.

When I think of that guy's thick body and tight flesh, I can't help but have an appetite.

"Master Steward, I have something that I don't know whether to talk about or not."

Zhixie received the order, but did not leave immediately as usual.

Instead, he still knelt by the stream and spoke carefully before speaking.

"Whatever it is, just say it."

Wei Tao rubbed the two giant scythes together, causing large dazzling sparks to explode.

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

When he spoke again, he seemed to have mustered up a lot of courage, "In response to my lord, I took inventory of the secret warehouse last night and found that there were only less than eighty kilograms of ethereal petals left, which is less than last year..."

Wei Taohun said nonchalantly, "It's normal to have fewer people than last year. Farming the land depends on the sky for food. There is no reason why the weather will be good every year.

This year there were thunderstorms and poisonous beetle attacks. Apart from these losses, a harvest of eighty kilograms is already good.

I think the Spiritual Butterfly Envoy will also understand our difficulties, and the things you have been worried about will not happen. "

At this point, he suddenly changed the subject, "Have you finished the exquisite gift box set I asked you to prepare?"

Zhixie nodded repeatedly, "Okay, it's all done. I just happened to have it with me. I can show it to you now."

Wei Tao took two simple and elegant solid wood square boxes with hints of luxury, opened them and looked at the carefully selected ethereal petals inside, as well as various precious specialties collected from the forest, and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction on his face.

Three days later.

The morning light dews slightly.

Along with the sunshine, there was also a subtle buzzing sound, coming quietly from far to near.

All the sandflies stopped working and quickly gathered on the ground in front of the ethereal flower garden, knelt down and waited quietly.

The buzzing gradually grew louder and closer.

Wei Tao returned from the stream and stood in front of a group of sandflies, looking up towards the sky.

He concentrated his eyes and observed carefully. After a moment, he secretly sighed, "Where are these two Spirit Butterfly Messengers? They are clearly a fully loaded flying formation."

The spirit butterfly flew extremely fast and soon arrived above the dense forest.

They hovered in the void at this moment, then nimbly passed through numerous obstacles and landed silently in the flower garden.

The leading spirit butterfly walked towards Wei Tao, while the rest of the spirit butterflies were wearing armor and holding sharp blades. They quickly occupied a favorable position and vaguely surrounded all the sandflies.

Wei Tao quietly looked at the approaching Lingdie, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

it……

Or should I say her.

She was not the butterfly he imagined.

Instead, she looks more like a delicate and slender beautiful girl, but with a pair of translucent wings on her back.

Compared to the other spirit butterflies guarding around, she was almost completely out of the category of insect creatures.

Except for the slender antennae on her head and the transparent wings behind her, she looked no different from a human girl.

The spirit butterfly walked slowly, wearing only a layer of gauze skirt, which showed her slender body.

She stopped a few steps away, raised her white and tender arm, which was no different from that of a human, and gently pointed at Wei Tao standing there.

The two looked at each other, their eyes touched each other in the void, and then they converged and separated.

The spirit butterfly was silent for a moment, and a puzzled expression appeared on her soft human face.

"I remember that the surrounding gardens are all taken care of by the mantises. Why do I feel that you look a little different, a little bigger than the average mantis?"

"Forget it, hurry up and hand in the ethereal flowers you picked. I have a lot of things to do and don't have time to delay here."

Her words were like the strings of a harp, with a unique crisp and moving taste.

Wei Tao looked at her slender body like an elf, sensing the faint spirituality surrounding her, and turned back to signal Ling Kun to open the secret vault and put all the packed ethereal flowers in order.

Ling Die took a few steps forward and was about to start counting, but a shadow appeared in front of her without any sign.

The surrounding guards suddenly became nervous and quickly drew their weapons to surround her.

She looked indifferent, just quietly watching Wei Tao approaching suddenly, and even showed a faint smile on her face.

"Interesting, as a member of the Dao Mantis clan, you can actually have such a fast speed, which is a bit beyond my expectation."

"Huh? What is that thing in your hand? It looks very delicate."

Wei Tao took a deep breath and lowered his voice, "My Lord, this is a little gift I prepared for you. I hope you like it."

He handed over the gift box silently.

But she did not reach out to take it.

Her fair face was full of confusion, as if she didn't understand what he was saying at all, nor did she understand what it meant.

Wei Tao waited in silence for a moment, and found that the development of things seemed a little strange, not at all what he imagined.

Originally, he should not have sent out the bribe without fireworks, and the other party should have kept it quietly, and then everyone would have a common little secret, and turn a blind eye to the next thing?

But what is the situation now?

Whether she wants it or not, she should reply first anyway.

There was another unspeakable silence.

Lingdie finally spoke, "You, what do you mean?"

Wei Tao smiled, and lowered his voice, "The envoy has worked hard to travel, and a small gift is not a respect, please accept it."

"Gift, a gift specifically for me?"

She widened her eyes, as if she couldn't believe her ears, "Everything here is the common property of the Lingdie people under the jurisdiction of the mistress. You want to give me a gift alone now, what on earth do you want to do!?"