In the blood coagulation realm, after Fang Xuexue left in a hurry, he came to Mo Xia'er's residence again, revealing a thick doubt, and looked at Mo Xia'er with both eyes.

Mo Xia'er looked confused, "What's the matter, Sister Blood Condensation, aren't you going back to cultivate?"

"Xia'er, after I go back, I'm going to practice cross-legged, but somehow, I haven't been able to settle down, I think about it, I still feel wrong, do you remember what my brother said?"

"What did Brother Jue say?"

"When he gave you Hongchen the heart refining technique, he said that as long as you have cultivated, you will definitely achieve the god rank. ”

"I remember this, but ...... at the moment"

"But at the moment, it's just a Saint Emperor. ”

"I also doubted this, I don't know which detail was wrong, but I looked through all the information recorded in my head, and there was no follow-up exercise, and I don't know what was going on. ”

"You will re-examine the entire Red Dust Refining Technique. ”

Listening to Fang Ningxue's words, Mo Xia'er nodded, and in an instant, the Yuan Shen entered the inner world, carefully exploring the momentary moment of Hongchen's heart refining technique, a thread, one by one the information was reorganized and gathered, a subtle, even unnoticed small paragraph of words, at the bottom of the cover of the information, it was just Mo Xia'er who re-sorted the information. 'If the heart is refined, the soul will become a god. ’

Mo Xia Er broke away from the inner world and looked at Fang Congealing Blood with a solemn face.

Looking at Mo Xia'er's appearance, Fang Ningxue didn't know what the situation was now, and he didn't dare to ask rashly, for fear of interrupting Mo Xia'er's thoughts.

After a pause, Mo Xia'er frowned, "Sister Blood Condensation, I have already finished reading the entire book of this Hongchen Heart Refining Technique, and only a very shallow handwriting is left on the cover of the page in the jade slip." ”

"What's written on the cover?"

"If the heart is refined, the soul is refined into a god, eight characters. In addition, there is a small line of ancient text annotations left below the eight characters. ”

Fang Ningxue gently followed the chant, and then asked, "If the heart is refined, the soul will be refined, and if the heart is refined, the soul will be refined." Do you know what these eight characters mean?"

"I thought, if it was literal, then there would be no need to annotate the commentary, but I really don't know the annotation. ”

"This is strange, we say that we have existed in the world for hundreds of millions of years, and we don't even know what it is? Moreover, since we all know the words on it, why don't we know the annotations?"

"That's what I'm wondering about, too!"

"Xia'er, you rub out the words on the note, and let's think of a way together. ”

Mo Xia'er nodded, and on a blank piece of paper, unfamiliar words slowly emerged, and after a while, no less than 100 words appeared on a piece of paper.

"Xia'er, are you sure there are so many eight-character notes?"

Mo Xia nodded and shook her head again.

Fang Ningxue tilted his head, "Huh?"

Actually, I don't know if it's right to be silent, some words are radicals or marginals of others, but the words above are these. ”

"Could it be that my brother annotated these words?"

"Sister Blood Condensation, how could Brother Jue embarrass us like this, I'm afraid even he doesn't know these words. ”

Fang Ningxue guarded the white paper, "Xia'er, you wait, I'll go back when I go." ”

Mo Xia'er nodded, and Fang Congdensation's blood disappeared.

As soon as Fang Ningxue left, Mo Xia'er also had doubts in her heart, such a text is not like an oracle bone inscription, not even a hieroglyph, and if it is annotated by Brother Jue, there will definitely be words that we can understand, and these words, it doesn't look like what they should have in this world.

Outside the blood condensation realm, a golden figure looked through his eyes, looking at the blood condensation realm, Fang Ning Blood and Mo Xia'er, through the conversation, the golden figure seemed to suddenly remember something, and left in a hurry.

After Fang Ningxue left for another quarter of an hour, he returned to Mo Xia'er's residence, at this time, Mo Xia'er's eyes were closed, her legs were crossed, and the aura around her body changed rapidly, as if she sensed that someone was coming, withdrew her spiritual power, and slowly stood up with a smile on her face.

Fang Ningxue looked at Mo Xia'er and smiled again, mistakenly thinking that Mo Xia'er thought that he had brought her good news, but Fang Ningxue had gone around a blood coagulation realm, and still didn't get any useful information. I can't help but be a little depressed.

"Sister Blood Condensation, why are you so depressed?"

Fang Ningxue shook his head, "No news, no at all." ”

"Is it those strange text messages?"

Fang Ningxue nodded.

"It's okay, Sister Blood Condensation, although I can't understand these strange words, but after you left, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in my mind, as if I instantly understood the news of these words. ”

"Oh, what do you mean?"

"It means that if the heart refining recipe is completed, then it will reach the stage of soul refining. ”

"Then you can practice quickly, I'm out, I won't bother you, don't worry, I'll help you protect the Fa outside, you can practice with peace of mind." ”

As soon as Fang Ningxue finished speaking, Mo Xia'er smiled.

Fang Ningxue grabbed Mo Xia'er's waist with one hand and scratched it gently, "You are still laughing." Still laughing?" "I love to read Chinese networks."

"Sister, sister, you are my own sister, let me go, I don't dare!"

Fang Ningxue's face darkened, "You?"

"It's rude to call you!"

Fang Ningxue frowned, "Huh?"

"Well, actually.... Don't look at me like that!"

"Still called 'you'?"

"Actually, 'you' means that I want to take you to heart. ”

Fang Ningxue smashed his mouth, "Yo! Xiaozui learned quite sweetly, who did you learn from?"

"Sister Clotting, shouldn't we discuss annotations now?"

Fang Ningxue rolled his eyes, "Didn't you say it, let's just refine the soul next." ”

Mo Xia'er replied weakly in a whisper, "Sister, I haven't finished talking yet....."

The corners of Fang Ningxue's mouth rose, revealing an evil smile, "Do you want to sleep tonight?"

"Sister Clotting, don't be like this!"

"Why are you 'you' again?"

"It's not that you don't like 'you'. ”

"Forget it, you can continue to talk about the annotations, I won't remember the villain. ”

Mo Xia'er stuck out her tongue and said playfully 'oh', "If you refine your soul, you need me to personally cut off my memory, cut my cultivation, reincarnate in the world, re-cultivate, wait for the opportunity, and awaken a new soul." ”

Fang Ningxue was shocked and refused, "No, this is too dangerous, if you cut off the cultivation, now you also know our situation, as long as you cut the cultivation, you will die!"

Mo Xia'er stepped forward and gently patted Fang Congdensation's back, her eyes were serious and firm, and her eyes looked at each other, "Sister, I know, this is very dangerous for me, but we have been cowering in this blood coagulation enchantment for millions of years, for the sake of Brother Jue, I want to bet on this." ”

"......"

"Sister Condensation, don't worry, although I have no memory and no cultivation, as long as I refine the soul again, I will be able to remember everything, and my cultivation will be restored together, it's okay!"

"It's too dangerous, or after you cut off your cultivation and memories, I'll follow you?"

"Sister Condensation, you follow like this, I didn't fight, how to sacrifice the soul. Besides, the low-level interface, how can you be a dignified holy king, how can you go down, the power of the world can directly reject you, and even seriously injure you. ”

"If you insist on going, leave a wisp of spirit, so that even if something happens to you, look at my crow's mouth, how can my little Xia'er encounter an accident. ”

"Sister, I know, you are good for me, but if you leave a wisp of divine soul, then the divine soul is no longer pure, and you can't become a god like this, I have been reluctant for millions of years, and I am tired of thinking about it, if it is done this time, I will avenge Brother Jue, I am also satisfied, if not, I will die, the responsibility of avenging Brother Jue, Sister Condensation, depends on you. ”

Fang Condensing Blood knew that it was useless to persuade Mo Xia'er, it was better to wait for her to come back safely in the Blood Coagulation Realm, not to mention the outside world, just a Blood Condensation Realm, a place where the weak eat the strong, saying not to worry, that would be false.

Fang Ningxue squeezed out a smile, "Go ahead, it's okay! ”

Mo Xia nodded. Just as he was about to start slashing Xiu Wei, Fang Ning Blood shouted, "Xia'er..."

Mo Xia'er's raised hand stopped in the air and smiled, "It's okay..."

"Xia'er, which low-level interface are you going to go to? Isn't it the interface where the little zombie you said exists?"

"Since it's all low-level interfaces, it's the same everywhere, so I won't tell my sister, and my sister in the province is afraid of me. It's just that my self-cultivation is a pity, or not?"

Fang Ningxue showed a coquettish smile, "Give it to me, I don't want to, don't give it to me, we have different cultivation techniques, I'm afraid..."

"Okay, Sister Condensation, what do you mean by this, if only everyone else could hear it!

Fang Ningxue's eyes contained a hint of redness, "Xia'er..."

Mo Xia nodded and closed her eyes. He removed the star-shaped pearl from his neck and handed it out.

The earth, that is, the earth, this is the most beautiful day ushered in by the abyss, and it is also the most celebratory day, the ghost mother gave birth to the ghost girl.

The ghost mother sat on the bed, looking at the baby girl in her hand, the baby girl's face was very pale, and the ghost mother was a little displeased, this is the ghost girl who sucked most of her spiritual power, and she was conceived for almost fifty years before giving birth to her, but what was born was such a weak baby girl, such a baby girl, how to inherit the position of her ghost mother!

The dark blue ghost lamps hung high everywhere in the abyss, and the black and white stripes hung in the sky, while the ghost mother sitting on the bed had a gloomy face.

The ghost mother's red black spiritual power was transmitted towards the baby girl, and the baby girl screamed 'wow', as if she couldn't withstand such a strong spiritual power.

The ghost mother scolded angrily, "Useless things. Continuing to transmit spiritual power to the baby girl, the baby girl's crying became louder and louder, and the anger on the ghost mother's face became more and more intense, increasing the output of the spiritual power of transmission.

The baby girl really couldn't bear such a lot of spiritual power, and with a 'wow' sound, a pair of red black wings stretched out from the baby girl's back, and with a 'bang', the ghost mother was shocked under the bed.

Listening to the sound, the maids and guards stepped forward one after another, but what they saw was the ghost mother sitting on the ground, laughing in the direction of the bed.

Looking at the guards and maids who came in, the ghost mother's face changed instantly, one hand became a claw, and with a 'swish', the guards and maids who came in all became a pool of flesh and blood.