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Ren Tuying thought about the words he had talked to the middle-aged man before, and his mood was a little complicated, and then he thought of the things he was going to face next, and he felt even more complicated.

He didn't want to inherit everything from the Fa Tian Jue and become the second Fa Tian Jue, although that kind of authority over all beings was something that many people dreamed of, but then all sentient beings were not a knife hanging over their heads.

Is it really so difficult for people to live freely?

He threw away the teacup in his hand with some irritability, a very precious teacup, Yuzhou topaz, broken into several pieces on the ground.

He stood in front of the window and pondered for a long time, and after taking a deep breath, his mood quickly returned to calm, perhaps under the influence of Li Qi, he was also very cheerful.

Some things, the more I think about them, the more complicated they become, and the more I think about them, the more irritable they become, so I simply don't think about them anymore, and take one step at a time. It doesn't matter what routine he does, wait until he steps on it.

Thinking of this, he was in a much better mood, pulled the door out, and strode away.

Put on another mask in a place where no one is around, and return to the Sanxiu Station.

The right arm is extremely sore now, and it needs to rest and recuperate, and the fuck is that you can't use the pill yet, that will have the opposite effect.

Entering the Open Heaven Space, in the painting realm, Ren Tuying is not in the mood to cultivate, or he doesn't need to cultivate now, the realm has been stuck on the first order of the Spiritless Realm for too long, if you want to break through that shackle, what you need is not spiritual power, nor divine sense, what you need is to fight.

With nothing to do, he played with the four fossil eggs that had turned into jade, and thought about whether to continue to drip some life sources, but when he dropped a few drops, he found that he could not be absorbed at all, and wasted a few drops of life springs.

He sighed with interest, feeling bored, and suddenly remembered that he still had a bottle of Yuan Soul Holy Water here, which was a bottle given by Leng Ruoxi last time, and it took a little to refine "A Thousand Waves Rise from the Mountain", and now there is still most of it, so it is better to take advantage of the time to upgrade the painting environment.

He has always been a character who does whatever comes to his mind, never hesitates to procrastinate, and this moment is no exception, and he puts it into action right now.

The further back he goes, the more difficult it is to increase the time of painting the realm, and if it weren't for the treasure that replenishes his divine consciousness like the Yuan Soul Holy Water, it would be difficult to make a difference with the strength of his divine consciousness at this point in the current realm.

When the time in the painting was superimposed to five days, a bottle of Yuan Soul Holy Water had been exhausted, and Ren Tuying's face was even more pale from exhaustion, feeling that his body had been hollowed out and his kidneys were overdrawn......

In the current painting environment, five days in the painting is only equivalent to one day in the outside world, and I think that in the future, it will increase to ten days as a day...... A month as a day...... One day a year...... Ten years as a day...... For some reason, Ren Tuying was a little excited, and decided to go to Leng Ruoxi to ask for a few bottles.

After leaving the painting world, he went to read "A Thousand Changes" several times, and now he has mastered the basics, and as long as he masters the basics, the rest of the content will be much easier, and he only needs to memorize by rote.

In the practice room, there is still a tall pile of wood mice......

I remember that Dream Dance Enchanting liked this kind of wood mouse very much, and at first sight, she snatched it domineeringly, and she couldn't put it down, I don't know if it is still on her now.

Maybe she has forgotten, that girl is like this, there are many good things, and she loses interest after playing for a few days.

Thinking of the enchanting Dream Dance, Ren Tuying suddenly felt a tingling pain in his heart, and he was extremely worried, this kind of news without news was the most uncomfortable news.

But in order to find her, after this exchange conference ended, Ren Tuying decided to go to the Desert to find Yazafi again and ask her to help activate the Heavenly Arts.

It must have been another journey to death, because Reiki cares so much about her own life.

Ren Tuying's mood was a little heavy, but thinking of the enchanting Dream Dance whose whereabouts were unknown, he was extremely determined, he had to go, what face, life, safety, dignity...... Compared to her, these are not even a single hair.

He is only now waking up and living a new life for her.

Although a lot of things have happened in this life, and there are many things around her, the most important thing is her.

……

Thousands of miles of Jianshan, hundreds of miles of blood river.

A bridge made of countless giant bones spans the top of two mountains.

These are the two highest peaks in the Demon Domain, named Demon Milk Peak.

On the other side of the Giant Bone Bridge, on the top of that mountain, there is a palace, surrounded by demonic energy, which does not disperse all year round, and there are fierce and hideous beasts flying around, like loyal guards, but whenever a creature approaches that palace, there will be a sharp mouth poking out of the demonic qi and devouring it.

At the gate of the palace, a man in black lazily leaned against the stone statue, his red hair as if soaked in blood fluttered gently in the breeze.

The handsome face was as white as snow, and there was a hint of sharpness in his eyes.

After a while, the man in black placed a bottle at the closed gate of the palace and said, "Dancing Butterfly, my father gave it to you." ”

Leaving a simple sentence, he left without looking back.

He is the only prince of the demon clan and has the most noble surname, but he is different from the heirs of other demon princes and ministers, and only takes a simple and ordinary name - Mojie.

If it weren't for the fact that the Demon Emperor had an extra daughter recently, among the younger generation of the Demon Clan, Demon Jie was a well-deserved first-day talent.

Mojie has very little contact with the outside world, only occasionally going to the restaurant to drink, he has always liked this kind of idle life, but it was not until the woman came that his life was changed...... At the request of the Demon Emperor, he must contact the Demon Dance Butterfly and gain her favor, so that the Demon Dance Butterfly can become his greatest help after inheriting the throne in the future.

Mo Jie hated these things that were arranged, especially things like this kind of feelings, so he didn't cherish the opportunity given by the Demon Emperor to get in touch with the Demon Dance Butterfly, and just left things at the door and left.

A moment later, a crack slowly opened in the door of the palace.

A thinly dressed little girl came out and took the bottle in her hand, put it to the tip of her nose with a happy face and sniffed it.

She didn't smell the breath of the bottle, but the bottle he had taken, and there was still his breath.

"Your Royal Highness, since you're here, why don't you stay for a while. The little girl muttered sullenly.

With the bottle in hand, the little girl went to a secret room, respectfully put the bottle on the stage, and saluted before saying, "Your Royal Highness the Princess, the prince has just come." ”

There is a pool in the center of the secret room, there is a blood red in it, I don't know if it is blood or what, in the center of the pool there is a lotus platform, a little girl with loose hair sits quietly on it.

"Oh. She just replied faintly.

The slave and maid took off. ”

When the servant was gone, the little girl straightened her loose hair, got up slowly, stepped out, and in an instant came to the table at the door of the secret room, and reached out to hold the bottle in her hand.

She could feel that there was a terrifying aura inside the bottle, which was the essence of the lifelong cultivation of countless powerhouses in the Demon Domain.

"Father, the dancing butterfly will live up to expectations, and will definitely lead the demon warriors to set foot on the Divine Painting Continent. She said softly, taking the bottle and turning back into the pool.

…… (To be continued.) ）

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It's a chapter today.,I'm very tired.,Sleep first.。