"Don't worry, if you call me Master, I won't let you die. She didn't see any movement after she finished speaking, but suddenly a puff of dust rose from her hands.

Wang Zhaoyang didn't have the slightest preparation, he inhaled a part of the dust into his body with an inhalation, only to feel a strange fragrance penetrate his nostrils, and then his back was patted by someone, and the black qi in his body that solidified as if time had stopped instantly became "soft", and he was able to control it again at once!

But then the sharp pain immediately hit his brain again, and the strength that had been recovered gradually flowed away in this pain, and his thoughts seemed to fly farther and farther, and he felt that he was going to faint again, but a trace of consciousness was still retained, and he controlled his body to explode, as if only in this way could he make himself better.

At this moment, a voice that was not loud but still like thunder came into his ears, "Control! No matter how painful it is, just try to control the black qi in your body!"

This reminder was like a lightning bolt piercing the dark sky, and it also shocked his consciousness trapped in the chaos, and he immediately knew what to do, and tried to control it!

Su Lingyao stood beside him, and Lao Wei moved his ass to the door, blocking the sight of Wang Wei, who was standing at the door in worry.

"Girl, can he succeed? I think we still have to hold it up, in case that black qi is a witch spirit, but I don't know how it mutated, and has a disguise that we haven't seen before, won't Xiao Wang follow in the footsteps of those who were harmed by Ah Zi and Citigroup? What's even worse is that the mature body of the witch spirit that you have always tabooed appears in this world, and we will really become sinners. The old man said worriedly.

Su Lingyao hugged her chest, "It's a big deal, I will exchange my life for the life of the witch spirit, what are you afraid of." I'm now a baby, and I'm desperately trying to blow myself up and send the witch spirits to the strange continental craft of the Settarks, and the destruction of the earth won't make them happy. It's just that Xiao Wang is a little miserable, but I think my judgment shouldn't be so bad. ”

Lao Wei felt that Su Lingyao was very calm and relaxed at this moment, as if he was really not worried about the black qi, and he suddenly settled down. Also, how old are you living, it's time to come and then it's over, worry about this and that, life is not good and your appetite has deteriorated, the girl still owes the barbecue, and when the time comes, eat a few pheasants and hare or something, it's not your own loss!

However, its worries were completely unnecessary, and Su Lingyao's judgment was also so accurate. Wang Zhaoyang's pain at the beginning was like that, after successfully taming the black qi that was fused with the original aura under the control of his efforts, he actually found the feeling of continuing to tie the pill again!

A gust of wind blew from the outside of this small village that had no formation protection, and the wind felt so gentle on the body, but when it came into contact with the bare skin, there was a feeling of coarse sand scratching, which made Wang Wei who was waiting at the door feel a little strange.

He just thought it was strange, but the eyes of the hermits who lived here widened in shock, and they kept turning their heads to look around, as if to confirm where the wind came from and where it was going. It's just that they weren't confused for too long, because after a while, all of their heads brushed together and looked at the thatched hut that was forcibly occupied by Su Lingyao, and the expressions on their faces were exactly the same, feeling incredible.

This wind Su Lingyao and Lao Yan naturally also felt it, and with this kind of wind, a stream of aura with a fairly good concentration gathered from the Qinling Mountains, and all of them were absorbed by Wang Zhaoyang, who was sitting in the room, but the feeling of coarse sand made Su Lingyao puzzled.

"Evil Qi ......" she murmured softly, and her divine sense was suddenly released, and then enveloped Wang Zhaoyang, "irradiating" him like an X-ray, but her heart beat fast.

This emotion was transmitted to Lao Lingyao, causing Lao Wei to be horrified in his heart, "What's wrong?" It couldn't help but ask Su Lingyao, since it became Su Lingyao's machine spirit, it hasn't been a long time, but it is not an exaggeration to say that it has watched its girl go all the way from Zhuji to the Yuanying Realm that has long exceeded its comprehension ability today. During this period, where did its girl ever feel so nervous as she is now?

Su Lingyao put her hand on the old man's furry body, as if she felt a little bottom when she touched her heart like this, and then she communicated in her heart, "Xiao Wang is absorbing evil qi with the aura." ”

What is evil qi? The old man, who did not have Su Lingyao's broad vision, had a trace of doubt in his heart about such an unfamiliar word.

"Evil energy is a very bad energy, but it is pervasive in all worlds, and it is the favorite nourishment of all darkness. The place where they gather together is a natural paradise for demons and monsters, for example, the only possibility for a zombie to become a demon is to absorb evil qi, Wang Zhaoyang absorbs evil qi, what do you think he will become?"

Su Lingyao explained to Lao Yan, and after explaining, Lao Wei was the same as her, and her claws couldn't help but exert a little harder, and a few holes immediately appeared in the originally well-tamped ground, and she began to get nervous, and stammered, "You...... Are you saying that if Xiao Wang absorbs the evil qi, he will ...... He's going to be an attraction to all kinds of demons and monsters, huh?"

Su Lingyao let out a certain and negative emotion, "Not only that, but he himself may become some kind of monster." ”

"What...... What kind of monster?" the old man swallowed.

"I don't know, I'm not sure, it depends on the absorption and accumulation of evil qi, as well as his own heart. ”

The more Su Lingyao spoke, the more evil it became, causing the old man to want to exit the room first, and this unknown feeling made it feel very uncomfortable. It's like when you are eating delicious dumplings, someone tells you that one of the dumplings in front of you has wasabi sauce added to it. When I ate it, I was completely focused on which one was just the one with the mustard, and I couldn't taste the deliciousness of the other dumplings at all.

But Su Lingyao didn't let it slip away, she needed Lao Wei to stay here to help, in case the black gas was weird in nature, so that Wang Zhaoyang could absorb a lot of evil qi and mutate into some kind of big monster and big devil or something, it would help her block the way and then capture it!

Fortunately, Wang Zhaoyang was still in the retreat room of the special brigade base when the black qi attacked, and after the attack, the Jin Dan knot was considered complete, so now it is just the final condensation. I don't know if it was because the overall quality of the black qi had increased after it fused with his aura, and the black pill that he had finally condensed was actually larger than that of an ordinary Jindan rank cultivator.

This process didn't take long, so the evil qi didn't absorb much, and when he opened his eyes, the iris inside actually turned from brown to gray. Suddenly, without warning, the entire eye socket turned black, and then returned to brown, as if the gray pupils just now were just Su Lingyao's own hallucination when she saw this scene.

Wang Zhaoyang blinked, shook hands again, and finally moved his body from the tatami mat to the ground.

At this time, the gate of the thatched hut was moved because the old man wanted to give him a place. The door that had been well blocked by its ass showed a gap in the corner. It just so happened that the gale stopped at this time, and the gust of wind actually blew away the originally thick clouds in the sky, and the sunlight sprinkled down without warning, shining in from the gap in the corner of the Nankai gate, and shining on Wang Zhaoyang's body.

Su Lingyao found that at some point, his originally black hair actually turned dark purple, especially in this sunlight, the place where it was illuminated became light purple, and it was extremely weird.

"Are you alright?" she asked him very cautiously.

He raised his head suddenly, "Ah, Master, you spoke softly, which startled me. After saying that, he pressed his hand to his ear, and it looked very uncomfortable.

Su Lingyao and Lao Yan looked at each other, just now she only spoke in an ordinary volume, and even in order not to let people outside pay too much attention here, she deliberately lowered it, how could she scare this baby?

Clearing his throat and asking again, to make sure he had a problem, using the same volume as before, "So how are you feeling now?" ”

Wang Zhaoyang is still uncomfortable, but he has realized that this is his problem and is trying to adapt, "It seems that my body is more sensitive than before, and my skin can even feel something in the air." My eyes are a little uncomfortable, like I have sand in my eyelids. ”

Su Lingyao stepped forward and looked at his eyelids, everything was normal, "What about your cultivation? ”

Wang Zhaoyang tried it according to his words, and it turned out to be quite smooth, even more suitable than before the Dan, it was as if he was born with this black qi, and even to the point that he didn't need to deliberately spend his divine sense to manipulate it, as long as he thought about the exercises in his head, it could run on its own, and it could almost be described as magical.

As soon as he told Su Lingyao about his feelings, Su Lingyao grabbed his veins and entered his spiritual energy and divine sense, and the situation in his body at this time was really more vivid than before. Black qi is still black qi, so black that it can make you "blind", but they are no longer permeating the entire body at that time, making her feel everything here like a blind man touching an elephant, but very disciplined in the meridians.

Heidan is also the same black, pure black and pure black, but it can release a black brilliance like a golden pill, like a top black diamond, contradictory and quiet, with a wonderful attraction, from time to time there is a bad aura circulating inside, so harmonious that she has an illusion that she was worried about whether it was too redundant.

She looked at Wang Zhaoyang in front of her with an expression of looking at rare things, she really couldn't explain this child's current situation with her own experience! Now it seems that the black qi is a part of the witch spirit, and it didn't run away, but under such a dangerous situation that he cannibalized and combined, and after that, he was also "polluted" by the evil qi, and he actually didn't have anything or was even better than other Jindan level cultivators.

Thinking about it, suddenly the aura in her body was turned by the black pill and disappeared without a trace, leaving only a wisp of divine consciousness still in his dantian. At the same time, his eyes turned gray for a moment, and then changed back for a moment, and even he didn't notice it happening.

Su Lingyao didn't panic, but was more interested in retracting her divine sense and looking up and down again, and after a while, she let Lao Yan withdraw, and she also took Wang Zhaoyang out of this thatched hut with all her beards and tails, and stood in front of all the hidden people and Wang Wei, causing a burst of gasps.

Wang Wei suddenly took a step forward, grabbed Wang Zhaoyang and wanted to howl, but was stopped by Su Lingyao as soon as he raised his hand and rested in front of him.

"Xiao Wang, did you feel my aura disappearing in your body just now?" she asked.

Wang Zhaoyang nodded, "I feel it, it seems that my Jin Dan did it." He replied.

"Yes, there is a monk's Jindan aura that can absorb or devour the aura of other monks, I have never seen such a situation, so you try to repeat it to something else to see what kind of attribute it is and whether it is dangerous to you. ”

Wang Zhaoyang nodded again and looked around, but he couldn't think of what he was going to try, so he had to turn his head to look at Su Lingyao again, looking a little embarrassed.

Su Lingyao hooked the corners of her mouth, looked at the sun in the sky, and then silently calculated in her heart, raised her feet and walked towards a big tree outside the small village. When he got under the tree, he saw that he was on the ground, and suddenly he flew up and disappeared into the canopy of the tree three meters above the ground. Then it floated down again, and there was a small package wrapped in animal skin in his hand.

The hermit saw what she was holding clearly, and his expression suddenly became complicated. The old man didn't know why he looked at the old man standing next to him, took a breath, and didn't speak.

Su Lingyao walked back under the curious gaze of Wang Zhaoyang and Wang Wei, and with a single pick of her fingers, she picked the animal skin, and the skin immediately scattered around, and a faint blue stone the size of an egg appeared inside.

She handed the stone to Wang Zhaoyang, "Try it with it." ”

Wang Zhaoyang looked at the hidden people behind him, and then looked at his real master, Wang Wei. When he walked out of the house just now and saw these people in front of him, he knew where he was, the retreat of the emperors guarded by his sect, when he was a child, he was specially allowed to come in with his master once, so that the emperors would recognize their familiar faces.

So although he has a vague impression of this place, he still knows it, and it is not strange that he can be brought in by Su Lingyao and occupy a room for him to treat, the mysterious master has this ability. It's just that this stone knows at a glance that it is definitely not a mortal thing, and if you absorb and devour it like this, it is not good to destroy it if you don't agree with it, after all, Master Su Lingyao has no friendship with the emperors, but he does.

So he hesitated to stretch out his hand. Su Lingyao didn't care about this, and stuffed it into his palm, "Luck." ”

Su Lingyao's voice seemed to have a kind of magic power, as soon as the two words were said, Wang Zhaoyang subconsciously started to work, and the faint blue light of the stone in his palm became fainter and fainter under the condition that could be judged by the naked eye, and finally there was not even a trace of blue, and it turned into an ordinary waste stone.