The moonlight of the crescent moon shone on the ink pool, and the water surface exuded a strong evil aura, and the ink demons in the pool swam around, which was extremely weird. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Han Yue played with the Night King, which was already the size of a normal brush, and yawned: "Sister paper, how long will I stay here?"

The girl stared at the moonlight in the water, as if she hadn't heard.

"Whew~" Han Yue exhaled, crossed her knees and picked up the landscape painting that Li Mo gave him to look at.

Long......

"Sister, how long am I going to stay here?"

"The Ink Spirit Mind Method is cultivated until the ink marks are produced."

"My predecessors said that it is generally faster to observe, but I don't feel that it is useless."

"I think so too,"

“…… So what to do? ”

After a while, the girl seemed to have made some kind of decision, her eyes opened and closed, the cold light flashed, and the ink pen in her hand fell to the ground silently, and instantly disappeared into the grass under her feet.

"Enlightenment!" With a cold voice, mysterious ink lines instantly lit up around the two of them, and dazzling circles of light flickered on the grass.

The ink pen flew towards the cold moon, and the pen turned sharply and stopped, swaying thick ink on the cold moon.

"A thousand faces!" The girl scolded lightly, and the ink pen wrapped the cold moon with a blood-red halo. After a while, a small tower one person high appeared in front of the girl.

The girl nodded and looked at her masterpiece with great satisfaction: Don't be afraid, I just turned you into a "tower spirit", your defense will increase, and then I will attract the ink demon to attack you, and then you can quickly cultivate by running the ink spirit heart method.

After speaking, ignoring Han Yue's eyes, he disappeared in an instant.

The ink demon in the ink pool, originally afraid of the existence of the girl, did not dare to move, as soon as the girl left, there was the courage to climb out of the pool.

Looking at the sharp teeth of the ink demon, Han Yue felt a little stunned, but a thick layer of thick ink wrapped around his body, and Han Yue couldn't move at all.

The fog demon that was close at hand opened its bloody mouth and bit towards the cold moon.

"Click!" Hanyue felt a pinprick pain, and there was no feeling of flesh being bitten off, which made Hanyue happy.

"Hey, hey, Ink Spirit Mind." Running the heart method, the ink-colored spiritual power flows into the heart along with the tendons and veins, slowly brushing the whole body.

"If you haven't cultivated the ink mark before the tower spirit disappears, then you can only be eaten by the ink demon." A girl's voice came into Hanyue's ears.

"How long will it be before Taling disappears?" Han Yue's heart sank.

"My cultivation is relatively low, and the tower spirit can only last for two hours, so I'll give you a hint, take a look at the ink demon." After the girl finished speaking, there was no trace.

Looking at the ink demon in front of him who was frantically slapping Taling, what was there to look at in this thing, there was no IQ at all. I'm still going to break through the mental method.

The bright moonlight sprinkled on the girl's inky hair, and when she looked up at the ink pool, the terrifying ink demons were piled up into a hill, beating a small tower wildly.

"It's been an hour, and I haven't cultivated the ink marks yet, is this kid Sabi." The girl stroked her hair.

When Han Yue heard the girl's murmur, she was immediately furious, and looked at the ink demon who was frantically slapping the tower spirit for a while.

What the hell is this ink streak! While observing the ink demon outside the tower spirit, Han Yue used her divine thoughts to drive the ink-colored spiritual power to carve in the air.

Looking at the Dao patterns on the ink demon's body, the cold moon was carved in the air as it was.

After half an hour, the Dao pattern drawn did not carry the slightest spiritual power.

Seeing that the time was about to pass, Han Yue didn't even have a trace of ink to cultivate.

The girl finally looked at Ta Ling helplessly and said softly: "The ink demon is a person who died in the ink pool, and the resentment is too strong to transform into a demon, everyone looks different, and the dao patterns on each ink demon are not the same, the ink marks you draw are the marks of the ink demon, how can it be used for you."

"Make ink with blood, ink with divine thoughts, and paint scrolls with heaven and earth. Ink marks are the marks left by the depiction of heaven and earth, and the traces that belong only to you. With that, the girl continued to stroke her hair.

"Oh, I see." Han Yue said seriously.

Shen Nian wrote freely in the air with ink-colored spiritual power, and Han Yue didn't know what she wanted to write, but she felt very comfortable writing like this.

Consciousness precipitated with each pen, I don't know how long it took, a dull spiritual explosion woke up the cold moon that was writing, the tower spirit slowly disappeared, and the crazy ink demon swarmed up.

Looking at the rushing ink demon, his right hand lightly wrote the word "pen" in the air, and the night king's power pen instantly appeared in his hand.

Raising his hand lightly, he pointed forward with the Night King Pen in his hand, and a black barrier appeared from the pen, blocking the ink demon rushing forward.

With his right hand, he withdrew the Night King's Power Pen, and the pen turned sharply in the air, writing out the word "shield", and the ink-colored spiritual power transformed into a shield.

The left hand hooked forward, holding the shield to slap away an ink demon, and the right hand held the pen in the air to write a word "arrow" in a hurry. The ink spirit transformed into dozens of sharp arrows and shot through the ink demon in front of him.

A little bead of sweat appeared on Han Yue's face, looking at the ink demon who was still crawling out of the ink pool, he exhaled softly, and the dark night king's pen in his right hand turned lightly, writing out the word "Yan", and the fire instantly rushed out and burned towards the ink demon in the pool.

Looking at the ink demon who didn't dare to step forward again, he wiped the beads of sweat on his face with his left hand: I'm obedient, I'm so tired of writing a few words.

Vigilously guarding against the ink demon, Han Yue glanced at the girl in the distance: Hang or not?

The girl pursed her lips: Mo Ling is not enough, follow me.

Hanyue nodded honestly and followed the girl.

After a while, they came to a small pool, which was also dark, but there was not the slightest evil spirit.

"This is the Heart-Washing Pool, come here." As she spoke, the girl stepped into the water, her wet black robe sticking to her body, and her long hair floating on the water, which was extremely attractive.

The girl glanced at the squinting cold moon: Here you can quickly replenish the ink spirit, when you cultivate the ink spirit element, you don't need to replenish the ink spirit here.

"yes, got it." Han Yue sat cross-legged in the heart washing pool, silently using the ink spirit method, and the ink spirit in the pool merged into Han Yue's body with a trace of coolness.

The girl looked at the cold moon and whispered: "The cultivation of ghost ink is different from the cultivation of the mortal world, and it is divided into four types: waving, scattering ink, ghost, and awakening. ”

The girl waved her hand and wrote a "pen" in the air, and a white ink pen appeared in her hand: this is a kind of waving, using words as a spiritual medium to summon what we want.

"Ink dyeing lingers!" With a wave of his hand, he flicked the white ink pen, and the ink practice brought out by the pen was slammed into Han Yue's body, and he crashed into the tree with Han Yue.

"Whew-"

"I'm sorry, but this is a type of ink, and it's called ink lingering, using ink to attack," the girl smiled.

Hanyue rubbed her buttocks, glared at the girl viciously, and sat back into the heart washing pool.

"Well, stay away, and I'll show you the ghostly ink method." The girl took out the ink pen and said.

"Don't, wait, I'll stay away from you," Hanyue jumped out of the heart-washing pool and took off to the top of the tree.

The girl looked at the tense cold moon on the tree, and the ink pen in her hand was writing and painting quickly.

Han Yue's eyes looked at the girl without blinking, the ink pen in her hand flew like a fly, and the whole person disappeared in an instant.

"Are you looking for me?"

Han Yue looked straight ahead, a faint fragrance came from behind, and a cold sweat broke out.

"Hehe, this trick is called ghostly and unseen, if you use ink marks, you can directly shock the enemy's heart." The girl chuckled.

Hanyue jumped off the tree and gently raised her middle finger at the girl in the tree.

For the rest of the day, the entire pool was filled with the sound of happy fighting.

In the small world of the Misty Forest,

Dugu Lang flicked his spear and said: Beauty, this person is really your brother?

Ye Qingyi's beautiful eyes were red, and Ye Yuxuan nodded.

"Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, so you better go back and ask your father." Dugu Lang sighed lightly and stopped talking.

Phew-

A figure appeared in front of the demons.

"Isn't this a big young man, how can a proud son of heaven like you come to the Misty Forest." Ximen Qing said lightly.

Glancing at Ximen Tongyu and the others, Tantai Fanxi ignored Ximen Qing and walked straight towards the two void gates.

Buzz –

A dark black spear was thrust straight in front of Fanxi.

"It's not going to work."

A lazy voice came.

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