The old man was bored, but he hoped that his spiritual body would become more pure, so he sat cross-legged behind Zhou Xiaoliu, looking up at the night sky, remembering the past and looking forward to the next life.

A cold wind blew, and more than a dozen ghosts holding the Immortal Coin instantly gathered.

They were attracted by the charming aura emanating from the runes in front of Zhou Xiaoliu, seeing Zhou Xiaoliu hanging cross-legged in the air, while the old man meditated cross-legged behind her, thinking that the two of them were performing some kind of sacred ceremony, so they also quieted down, followed the old man's example, cross-legged, looking up at the night sky......

The gray qi in the sea of knowledge was more and more stored, and gradually wrapped all the purple qi, Zhou Xiaoliu, who was refining the cloud technique, only felt his heart tremble, and fell from a height of three feet from the ground, and an extremely irritable emotion suddenly rose, this emotion made her no longer able to concentrate on her luck, and even made her feel the urge to smash something to get angry.

This is not right! Zhou Xiaoliu forced himself to calm down. She remembered the roar of the white tiger before she said it was like a shepherd dog during the day. It seems that this gray qi needs to be controlled, and it cannot be allowed to wrap the purple qi, otherwise, your emotions will be affected by the gray qi.

At this moment, her sea of knowledge was like a circular battlefield, and the Purple Qi Legion had been surrounded by the Gray Qi Legion.

Zhou Xiaoliu condensed the purple qi into a sharp cone with sharp fronts and powerful wings, stabbed through the weak place of the gray qi and spread rapidly. As soon as Ziqi broke through, her irritability was swept away. But the gray qi refused to obediently retreat into the corner, but tried to resurround the purple qi.

Zhou Xiaoliu's face darkened, it was endless, and he still wanted to make trouble, so he used purple gas to shut up the gray qi. She controlled the purple qi to expand horizontally, and then outflanked the gray qi, squeezing it continuously, squeezing the gray qi into a small ball, and she was satisfied to disconnect the control.

However, as soon as her control over the purple qi was disconnected, the gray qi began to expand again, and it seemed that she would not stop without enveloping the purple qi.

Zhou Xiaoliu was angry, although because of the rune in front of him, the gray qi had been growing, but the amount was actually pitiful compared to the purple qi. But this pitiful gray qi actually has its own consciousness, which can surround the purple qi that is more than ten times stronger than them.

"Could it be that the purple qi is all dead? why can't they wrap the gray qi, even if it is equal to the gray qi, why are they so useless!"

The purple qi seemed to hear her complaining, and as soon as her words fell, they automatically formed a half-Taiji diagram and expelled the gray qi to the other side. The gray gas still wanted to attack, but was picked back by the purple gas that suddenly became tough, and the gray gas continued to attack and was constantly picked back, and finally, the gray gas seemed to be tired, and slowly dispersed in the other half of the space, and then, quieted down, and shared the sea with the purple qi.

Zhou Xiaoliu looked at the gray and purple Tai Chi graphics in the sea of knowledge, and couldn't close his chin for a while, because Mao was always like this all of a sudden, and there was no reasonable explanation? Could it be that this is "God said that there should be light, so there was light"?

Zhou Xiaoliu was happy: Baihu probably didn't lie to me, Nuwa may really be my mother!

A gust of wind rose, and Zhou Xiaoliu, who was suspected of being Nuwa's daughter, was full of grass clippings and mud......

The ghosts sitting cross-legged behind Zhou Xiaoliu have been confused since Zhou Xiaoliu's cloud technique was stopped and fell to the ground, what kind of ritual is this, and they have to fall? I look at you, you look at me, and then they set their eyes on Zhou Xiaoliu again.

At that time, Zhou Xiaoliu was commanding the purple qi to fight against the gray qi, and the ghosts saw her move for a while, and be quiet for a while, and after a long time, a Tai Chi phantom appeared above her head that was gradually getting bigger.

The phantom shrouded them, and the ghosts felt a lightness on their bodies, as if they had been healed in an instant after dragging their sick bodies for several years, and as if they had taken off their heavy cotton jackets that had been soaked with water. They looked at each other again, and were surprised to see that each other's spirits were no longer gray, but more transparent.

The phantom only stayed on top of the ghosts' heads for a short while, and then quickly contracted again, hiding on top of Zhou Xiaoliu's head. The ghosts instantly stood up and squeezed towards Zhou Xiaoliu.

"Little Liu, what kind of spell was this just now?"

"Little Liu, Little Liu, can you cast that spell just now again?"

The ghosts who had already seen Zhou Xiaoliu draw a shifting circle regarded this phantom as another of her magical powers, and they liked the feeling just now, so they wanted Zhou Xiaoliu to cast this spell again.

The old man found that his spirit body had really become more transparent, thinking about what Zhou Xiaoliu said before, that he could cast a good fetus, so he also smiled and said: "Do it again!"

Zhou Xiaoliu spit out his mouth full of grass clippings and mud, and was about to open his mouth to explain, but she couldn't put away the phantom freely, but the ghosts suddenly scattered around in panic, and found their own grave bag to get in.

"The ghost energy on their bodies has been sucked by you almost, and if you suck it again, those things will come to you and eat them as a tonic. The white tiger with the appearance of a fat cat didn't know where to come to Zhou Xiaoliu's body and said such a sentence.

This is the second time Zhou Xiaoliu has heard Baihu say "those things", so she asked: "What are those things, what are they selling, don't you say it, they won't come to me?"

Baihu still refused to say it explicitly, Zhou Xiaoliu rolled his eyes and asked, "Then what's next?"

The white tiger faced the direction of Li Village and said, "Go to the grave mountain of that village." ”

Zhou Xiaoliu yawned and said, "No, I want to go home and sleep!" After speaking, he ignored the white tiger and went down the mountain directly.

The white tiger followed behind her, muttering as he walked: "It's just a little progress, and I'm starting to be smug, if it goes on like this, what year and month can I ...... Whew!"

Before the white tiger finished speaking, Zhou Xiaoliu turned around and gave it a burst, "Shut up!" Zhou Xiaoliu half-squinted and said lazily, but the pace of going home did not stop.

Now rushing back, it is estimated that she can sleep for four hours, and she has not slept for two days and two nights, and her iron body can't stand it, not to mention her thin little body.

After Zhou Xiaoliu arrived home, he commanded the stand-in to open the door from the inside, and when the stand-in went out of the door, he took it away, and waited for another minute before stepping into the door.

This time, her third sister didn't wake up, and she probably got used to her frequent night get-ups.

Yesterday she didn't think of letting the stand-in open the door, and when she stared at the crack of the door like a thief, the white tiger kept smiling in her sea.

Seeing that she didn't pry the deadbolt again this time, Baihu muttered softly: "It's finally smart." ”

Zhou Xiaoliu gently crossed his sister, climbed to the side of the wooden bed against the wall, covered the quilt, and replied to Baihu in a daze, "Thank you for the compliment", and fell asleep after a while.