The tumbling ink clouds in the sky, due to the death of the human and demon Mo Li, began to gradually dissipate, Zhen Wen turned his head to look at the bottom of the mountain, his eyes were full of light, and the mysterious characters flashed with brilliant divine light in his pupils, like the eyes of the Heavenly Dao, with magical power, and all things in the world could be observed;

"Forgetfulness!"

Zhen Wen stared at it for a moment, frowned and withdrew his gaze, and indifferently greeted Mo Tong;

"The disciple is here! What does the Master command? ”

When Mo Tong heard this, he hurriedly bowed forward, and responded nervously, secretly worried that Zhenwen would let him decide how to deal with Bai Shou, so as to test his Dao heart, with the experience of the last fish demon test, coupled with the cause and effect of this skillful heart demon tribulation, it is normal to worry;

"Forget your worries!"

Zhenwen turned his gaze to forget his worries and whispered to beckoning him over;

"The juniors are here, I don't know what the head of Zhenwen commands?"

Forget the worries and walked over quickly, bowing and saluting, and asking in a respectful tone;

"Poor Dao Shicai Wen's heart was touched, and his heart was touched, so he used the Heavenly Eye Eye, and looked into the distance, and saw that the foot of this mountain was full of resentment, lifeless, faintly, it seems that there is a corpse in secret, I am afraid that it is the sins of those demonic evil corpses, you two go to investigate!"

Zhenwen's tone seemed to be eternal, still indifferent, and he commanded the two of them;

"Yes! Master! ”

When Mo Tong heard this, he hurriedly bowed down to receive the order, and with a worried gaze, he glanced at Bai Shou without a trace, seeing that she was still sad, tears flowed endlessly, and he felt uncomfortable in his heart, but thinking that Bai Shou had not killed him, Zhenwen intended to support him, and he would not kill Bai Shou;

"Oops!"

Forgetting to hear this, he stretched out his hand and knocked on his head, and his tone was quite remorseful and self-reproachful;

"This matter is negligent on the part of the younger generation, thanks to the Dao Master, your cultivation is profound, your mana is strong, your spiritual sense is keen, and your mind is far away, if not, I'm afraid this matter will be troublesome, those demon corpses before, their bodies were stained with undried blood, and now it seems that someone must have died under the mountain!"

Forget the worries in his words of great respect for Zhenwen, and even a little suspicious of slapping the horse, he opened his mouth to say some speculation, and then bowed down to accept the order, with a little shame and admiration in his eyes;

"The younger generation is brave, please rest assured, this matter will be handed over to the younger generation to deal with, the forgetful Taoist friend is injured, and it is inconvenient to act, it is better for the younger generation to go alone, I don't know what the seniors think?"

When Zhenwen heard this, he turned his head to look at Mo Tong, then shook his head slightly, turned to look at Bai Shou, who was still sad, and spoke indifferently without looking back;

"The edge of the sword is sharpened! The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold! ”

Forget to hear this, if you have an understanding, your tone is more respectful;

Since the seniors have a deep meaning, how dare the younger generations dare to speak falsely, this will go down the mountain with the forgetful Taoist friends, if there is no big problem, the juniors will deal with it themselves, if they are in danger, they will send a message to the Taoist for help! Junior retirement! ”

After forgetting his worries and bowing down, he pulled Mo Tong and walked quickly down the mountain, he was smart, and he had already seen that Mo Tong and Bai Shou had a great relationship, so he made a well-intentioned pun, just to remind Mo Tong that he should not be emotional because of impulsiveness, so as not to make a big mistake;

"Master! Disciple retires! ”

After listening to the words of forgetting worries, Mo Tong also roughly understood the cause and effect, and was quite moved by the good intentions of Zhenwen and Forgetting, and pushed the boat down the river at the moment, taking the opportunity to retire to Zhenwen, and walked quickly down the mountain with Forgetting;

"Forget your worries! The inferior disciples are not a big weapon, the cultivation is shallow, the road is low, if you are in danger when you go down the mountain this time, you have to bother the little friends to take care of it, and the poor road is thanked in advance! ”

Forget to worry and pull Mo Tong down the mountain quickly, Zhenwen's instructions came from a distance behind him, which clearly fell into the ears of the two, Mo Tong heard this, his heart was moved, he was stunned when he heard the words, and hurriedly turned around and responded loudly;

"The Taoist can rest assured, and the bottle of Shenglong Pill given by the Taoist Chief, the younger generation will take care of the Taoist friends, it is incumbent on them!"

After forgetting his worries, he turned around, performed light body exercises with Mo Tong, and jumped down the mountain;

"Dare to ask Dao brother! What is Thang Long Dan? ”

Mo Tong was quite curious about this, so he calmly opened his mouth to inquire in detail;

"Thang Long Dan! A rare treasure to improve your mana and improve your cultivation! Between heaven and earth, only the hidden heavenly master and the same way of the pharmacist can be refined, but because the herbs that refine this pill are all sacred objects that are difficult to find in the world, this ascending dragon pill is rare and expensive! ”

forgot his worries and patiently solved Mo Tong's doubts, revealing undisguised excitement and excitement in his words;

"Thank you, Brother Dao!"

Mo Tong thanked him softly, feeling a lot in his heart, and he loved Zhenwen even more, he felt the love of his elders from Zhenwen's body, and he also regarded Zhenwen as a reborn parent, and he secretly swore that he must cherish this precious emotion;

"Let's go! Let's talk about it later! ”

Forget your worries while moving forward at a high speed, while beckoning Mo Tong to speed up;

"Good!"

Mo Tong responded in a deep voice when he heard this, gritted his teeth and tried to speed up to keep up, and flew towards the bottom of the mountain with Forget Worries;

......

After Zhen Wen sensed that Mo Tong and Forget Worry had gone away, he turned his head and glanced at Bai Shou, who was still sad and weeping, and turned to look at Mo Li's corpse, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and his tone was cold and he shouted in a deep voice;

"It's just a wisp of demonic remnant soul, how dare you be so bold and devour the flesh and blood essence of the dead in front of the poor Dao, you really don't know whether you live or die!"

After Zhenwen finished speaking, he raised his arms, pinched the sword fingers in his hand, and painted in the void, the magic light of his fingertips surged, condensing the magic seal along the mysterious trajectory, and the voice of yin and yang was full of vicissitudes, reciting obscure, complex and mysterious proverbs and incantations;

"Self-cultivation and fire! The Monarch of the Heart! The kidneys are on fire! The sea of gas and the people are on fire! The Heart of the Heavenly Master! Condense Samadhi! The fire is coming! Destroy the evil and destroy the demons! Haste as a law! Chi! Cause! Samadhi is really hot! Appear! ”

The purple, white, and gold colors of divine fire erupted from Zhenwen's eyes, nose, and mouth, condensing into a samadhi true fire in the void, burning the void so that it was distorted, and under the control of Zhenwen's divine thoughts, he pointed his sword in the direction and volleyed towards Mo Li's corpse;

"Roar!"

The black light of Mo Li's corpse surged, and faintly, the sound of the roar of the demonic beast came out, which seemed to be very similar to the voice of the gluttonous phantom summoned by Mo Li before, and a cloud of demonic qi as black as ink suddenly rose from Mo Li's corpse, as if he wanted to escape;

"Zizizi! Cracking sound! ”

With supreme divine might, the Samadhi True Fire pierced the void, and in an instant, it suppressed the vacated demonic qi back to Mo Li's body, and then it burned, and a burst of screams, accompanied by a crackling burning sound, faintly came out of Mo Li's body. Pen % Fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info (To be continued.) )