Chapter 128 (2/2)

When ye Zhiqiu walked past hulena and stepped on the bluestone slabs in the yard, something astonishing happened.

In the landscape land beside the bluestone slab, the grass tip breaks the soft ground and shoots out. Around all kinds of flowers, but also out of bursts of fragrance, flowers straight up the roots, proud and proud, competing with each other.

The birds, who had been scared away by the title Douluo, flew back in groups, surrounded by him, chirping happily and fluttering wings.

At this moment, ye Zhiqiu is a little bit aware of what the introduction of the intermediate immortal body means.

Heaven and earth, will naturally have a cordial feeling to him, can't help but want to get close to them, which is more remarkable for those small animals who haven't opened their minds.

And ye Zhiqiu's mood will also affect these small animals close to him.

He likes it, and they like it.

He is sad, so are they.

The strong breath of life emanating from his body will directly affect the plants around him, from flowers and plants to trees. Flowers and plants will naturally be under his control.Now ye Zhiqiu can feel that he can display Mu Dun at will. As for the power, he has not tested it, and he doesn't know.

At this time, ye Zhiqiu can roughly infer how the Ninja skill of Mu Dun in the fire shadow was derived.

According to Ye Zhiqiu's own estimation, the purity of his immortal body should be higher than that between the thousand hands. After all, there is no strange image of flowers blooming everywhere and plants reviving when walking between the pillars.

As for the six immortals, ye Zhiqiu did not know.

Maybe after the body's green light is completely absorbed, we can try to compare it? Or wait for the system to upgrade, there will be a higher stage of the immortal body.

Ye Zhiqiu believes that his immortal body will be better than the six immortals sooner or later. It is just a matter of time.

”Teacher, elder.” Ye Zhiqiu stood in the yard and nodded to the people on both sides of the hall and said a light greeting.

Bi Bi Dong walks lightly, and instantly appears in front of Ye Zhiqiu from the top of the hall. When she looks at Ye Zhiqiu's face, she is in a trance and seems to think of something.

”Teacher?” Ye Zhiqiu strained his face and asked in doubt. Now he just wants to find out his son who is a saint in the Wu Hun temple and beat him. It's really hard to learn this character. Ye Zhiqiu, who used to be mean and mean and liked to laugh and talk coquettish, had to keep a face all day long and was tired to death.

Ye Zhiqiu's soft voice awakens bibidong. It's very rare for him to laugh.

”Qiuqiu, what's going on here?” Bibidon pointed to the hovering birds.

With bibidong's inquiry, thousands of people, such as those not far away, all stood up their ears.

They can perceive that the endless stream of life that makes people feel like spring breeze is escaping from ye Zhiqiu's body.

But at this time, bibidon was present, and it was not easy for them to ask directly. In front of the younger generation, even if they had a fight, they had to come secretly.

As teacher Ye Zhiqiu, bibidon is naturally the most qualified person to speak and inquire. If these elders rush to speak in front of bibidon, they are ultra vires and disrespectful to bibidon, who is the Pope.

Ye Zhiqiu looked around at the birds, who were closer and farther away than bidong, and looked like a good baby. He said obediently, ”I don't know...

I don't know