A not-so-high mountain in the abyss of unemployment.

Because of the abundant fire element in the abyss of unemployment, it is warm like spring all year round, and the trees grow luxuriantly but not too wantonly, but are scattered and layered.

A trickle of water winds down from the top of the mountain, the palm waterfall falls into the clear spring water and stirs up countless waves, and the swimming fish dive to the bottom of the quiet lake, curiously swimming around a small whirlpool formed by the impact of the current, and then fleeing in panic after being caught up in it for a while.

Occasionally, a few birds with bright feathers flew lightly and disappeared into the dense canopy. The daylight is soft, and the clouds are scattered.

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But that's half an hour ago.

Mo Chuan looked at the burnt and scorched half of the mountain range in front of him, and was silent.

"Chirp!" the crisp voice sounded lively.

Mo Chuan glanced at the small dot of light swimming in the blood lotus with an unkind face, and deeply felt that this was a disaster.

The Blood Flame Venerable's detached blood lotus was made from the detached ghost fire refining the pure root white lotus.

The Pure Root White Lotus is the most special kind of lotus flower, and it itself has no attributes.

Because it has no attributes, in principle, no matter what kind of monk with a spiritual root can refine it, but the truth is far from that simple.

First of all, the cultivator who refines must have strong strength, once the Pure Root White Lotus blooms, it is the eighth order, which is equivalent to the middle of the Mahayana period of the monk, and those below the out-of-body period want to refine it is definitely asking for a dead end.

In addition, the pure root white lotus has high requirements for the purity of the elements, and only extremely pure elements can not be rejected by it, which also restricts the person who refines it to be a single spirit root, and there can be no impurities in the spirit root, and the things used must also be very pure, otherwise if you don't pay attention to it, it will burst by itself during the refining process, leading to the backlash of zhì strict zhòng.

The Soul Ghost Fire is a pure yin attribute fire, and its power is second only to the Nine Springs Cold Flame.

The Blood Flame Venerable was a pure fire spirit root, and after reaching the Mahayana period, he used his natal true fire to refine a pure root white lotus.

And this lotus flower is very rare, there are only two plants in total.

One of them is the one in his hand, which was refined into a blood lotus by the detached ghost fire, and the other was given to the cinnabar mole by the protagonist as a token of love, and it was refined with the Nine Springs Cold Flame to become the Nine Springs Cold Lotus.

And in that Jiuquan Ice Lotus, there is a machine spirit.

Instrument spirits are very rare, and only when the spiritual objects that are refined into magic weapons are nourished with a touch of spiritual wisdom, it is possible to make that spiritual wisdom merge smoothly and become a machine spirit.

In the original book, the spirit in the Nine Springs Cold Lotus was described in detail, but it was not mentioned at all that the Blood Flame Venerable's detached blood lotus also gave birth to spiritual wisdom.

Could it be the autocompletion of this world?

Leave that to a moment's notice.

It's just that...... is also a machine spirit, and the one in Mao's protagonist's family is so obedient, but his family is a bear child with no lower limit?

Could this be the difference in treatment between the villain and the protagonist?

After playing happily with the little machine spirit (unilaterally) for a while, Mo Chuan began to seriously think about his new and unfortunate life.

Mahayana monks, in the cultivation realm, can be counted with their fingers, and their strength is naturally strong, needless to say.

To Mo Chuan, he was now like a toddler who suddenly picked up a powerful weapon, and was not sure to harness this completely unfamiliar power.

For example, the detached blood lotus in front of him.

Although the Blood Flame Venerable's natal magic weapon described in the original book was extremely powerful, it was only a description on paper after all, and of course Mo Chuan had to find a place to practice it.

So he chose an ordinary mountain in the abyss of unemployment, planning to find a tree to try.

The abyss of unemployment, is the place where the Blood Flame Venerable settles down, and the high-level spirit beasts in the abyss have long been expelled by the Blood Flame Venerable to the periphery as a natural barrier, so the level of the nearby spirit beasts is not high, and the highest on this mountain is only the fifth order, and after feeling the terrifying coercion that someone inadvertently leaked, they scattered and fled almost instantly.

Mo Chuan drove the true qi, and a small wisp of fire was separated from the blood lotus and entangled in a tree, and the tree instantly turned into ashes, burning to the point that it could no longer be penetrated.

Mo Chuan: New skill get√

tried it again, and Mo Chuan's only emotion was...... It burned so clean.

After all, most of these trees are ordinary trees, and at most they are only two or three orders, so this test will not have any effect.

"Chirp?" Xiao Guangdian looked curiously at Mo Chuan's behavior of setting fire to the trees, not understanding why he wanted to bully these trees with weak spiritual power fluctuations. Just looking at it, it gradually became interested, so I decided to help it stupidly master.

It's so stupid, how convenient it is to burn it together!

"Poof--"

Mo Chuan was thinking about whether to find a few low-level spirit beasts to practice first, but he was caught off guard and saw a sky-high flame burning in the woods in front of him, but in a few breaths, a forest was burned to ashes, and then spread towards the trees next to him, and the entire mountain was suddenly covered with a blood-red ghost fire.

The blood lotus next to it was still spitting out flames.

Mo Chuan: ............ it!

He just wants to practice his hands first, not to set fire to the mountain!

"Chirp~" Xiaoguang was happy to invite credit, I don't know why, Mo Chuan actually read the deep meaning of "Praise me, come and praise me" from its swimming track.

Mo Chuan took back the ghost fire from the blood lotus, and with an expressionless face, he considered whether to find a way to pull out this instrument spirit and burn it with a fire...... Oh no, it's not afraid of fire...... If you don't drown the fire attribute with water, you can't be afraid of dying if you throw it into the real water of the four seas for two or three years.

"Chirp?" inexplicably there was a deep sense of crisis.

The little light spot was very weak by Mo Chuan's eyes, so what did I just do a little favor, master, you don't have to thank me too much, really, this is all qaq that I should do!

"Whew...... Whoop......" A very weak voice came from nearby.

Well?

Mo Chuan glanced around, looking for the source of the sound.

The master's gloomy eyes finally stopped staring at it, and the little light point instantly became energetic, driving the blood lotus to fly towards the source of the sound.

Mo Chuan also followed, and found that the sound came from under a pile of rocks. The mountain stone was very fragile by the fire, and only a pile of debris remained, Mo Chuan swept his sleeves, and a gust of wind blew it clean, revealing a mass of fluffy creatures buried underneath.

"Whew......" The hairball struggled to its feet, trembling with fright from the blood lotus surrounding it.

Just now, the spirit beast on the mountain felt the pressure on his body, and he had already escaped cleanly, this little guy probably didn't have time to escape because he was too small, but fortunately he was able to escape the ravages of the ghost fire and survived.

Mo Chuan's understanding of the detached ghost fire was limited to the description in the novel, and he didn't think about why a little guy who looked like a cub was able to escape in the ghost fire, and at this moment his whole mind was attracted to this fluffy ball.

Mo Chuan: ............ Good, so cute!

It was a fox cub, less than thirty centimeters long, snow-white, only a touch of ice blue at the tips of its ears and tail, frightened at the moment, and its wide light blue pupils overflowed with tears.

As a fluff controller, Mo Chuan felt that the thing in his left chest was jumping a little out of control when he and the little fox looked at each other.

So, not knowing which string in his brain was cramping, he blurted out: "It's called Baba!"

Xiao Guangdian looked at its owner suspiciously, not knowing what it was talking about, and the blood lotus also shook.

The little fox shook its ears and looked at Mo Chuan timidly, its tail shrinking into a ball.

As soon as this person approached, it instinctively felt a sense of crisis lurking in the depths, as if they were born to restrain each other and not tolerate each other. It's just that it's too weak to fight against it right now.

It reflexively wanted to escape, but was suppressed by the faint coercion and could not move.

Instinct shouts in the body, making it a little restless.

Mo Chuan: ...... Luckily, no one understood.

Mo Chuan leaned down and reached out to touch the little fox's head, the fluffy touch made him very nostalgic, and he couldn't help pinching the soft and cute little ears. It's so cute, Youmu You, it's much stronger than the golden retriever dog who didn't have a decent line in their family and the machine spirit with a worrying IQ around them now.

The sudden stroke made the little fox's nervous nerves flick hard, and then slowly relaxed.

The man's strokes were so gentle that it reminded him of the same gentle way his mother had wrapped her in her arms a few days ago, rubbing her slender mouth gently against its back. This familiar feeling made it involuntarily stop guarding against the person in front of it.

The desire for tenderness finally overcame the strange warning in the heart, and the last trace of uneasiness gradually dissipated, and the fog was pierced like a tide.

Mo Chuan didn't mind the ashes on the little fox's body at all, he carefully hugged it into his arms, and after retracting the blood lotus, he flew towards the mansion of the Blood Flame Venerable, who was now his.

The little fox tugged at his sleeve with his paws, struggling as if trying to jump out of his arms.

Too close, a voice told it, it shouldn't be like this.

Mo Chuan hurriedly hugged it tightly, jokingly, now it is dozens of meters high in the air, and it will definitely be fatal if it falls, okay! So he rubbed its furry head soothingly and smoothed its hair.

The little fox also seemed to notice that the person holding it had no ill will towards it, and after stretching out his little pink tongue and licking it on Mo Chuan's hand, he buried his face in Mo Chuan's sleeve, as if he was shy.

Mo Chuan: Shun Mao success = v = ~

The demon cultivators on the periphery of the abyss of unemployment, after seeing the blood-colored flames rising into the sky in the distance, were all shocked. Although this Blood Flame Venerable has only been promoted to Mahayana for three hundred years, only in the early stage of Mahayana, he is a well-deserved First Venerable of the Demon Dao, and there are several people in the Demon Cultivation in the Mahayana period who have reached the middle stage, and the reason why the Blood Flame Venerable can sit firmly on the title of the first Venerable is mostly related to the detached blood lotus in his hand.

Even the Demon Venerable in the middle of the Mahayana period couldn't please that incomparably domineering blood lotus. At the last Demon Dao Conference, the Blood Flame Venerable picked the top three Ancestors in a row, and they were out of the limelight.

However, the Blood Flame Venerable doesn't seem to have any intention of interfering in the miscellaneous matters of the Demon Dao, so in fact, the affairs of the Demon Dao are handled by the following Demon Venerables, and only the particularly important matters are handled by the Blood Flame Venerable. On weekdays, the Blood Flame Venerable lived in seclusion in this abyss, and even his followers were not allowed to enter the depths of the abyss, and were only allowed to wander around the periphery.

The abyss of unemployment, which is very vast, is said to be the periphery, but in fact it is all the places except for the hinterland of the abyss.

There are a lot of good things in the abyss of unemployment, plus those high-level demon beasts that have also been driven to the periphery have been banned by the Blood Flame Venerable, and these demon cultivators have actually improved greatly in their cultivation by fighting monsters in the abyss of unemployed cultivation every day. So they didn't bother to go out, and the Blood Flame Venerable didn't expel them, so these demon cultivators were happy to use the resources of their followers to help the Blood Flame Venerable run errands, and by the way, they drove away some small insects that didn't have long eyes.

The Venerables of the Demon Dao, their personalities are either cruel and murderous, or irritable and irritable, or they are yin and yang, their minds are unpredictable, and the lives of their subordinates are worried if they are not in order.

Demon Cultivator A: What's the matter, Venerable? Suddenly set us on fire! His Holiness doesn't want to burn us, does he?

Demon Cultivator B: Our Venerable seems to be in a bad mood lately! Brothers, be careful not to hit the muzzle of the gun!

Demon Cultivator C: Finally, I finally saw the figure of the Venerable (although it was only a little flame), and after three hundred years, the Venerable did not come out at all!

Demon Xiu D: It's worthy of our Venerable, it's really handsome! Please take my knees!.