Shaoqing was silent, he kept writing a word over and over again, Shaoqing's eyes stared at this word and her eyes were sour, rubbing her eyes with her hands, she vaguely felt that this word was "fog". Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"You're a word cultivator?" Shaoqing looked at the words he wrote, and asked me, every time he finishes writing, this word will disappear, and there is something gray on this word, which should be there in the word itself.

Just like writing down the word "cold" by yourself, the word itself will have a chill, and if it is used as a spell, the chill of the word itself will hurt the opponent, which belongs to the category of attack spells.

For a long time, the gray-robed monk still didn't answer her, and just when Shaoqing thought he wouldn't answer himself, he did.

"Spells need to be understood, and the words themselves also need to be understood, one word and one world, between words, just as between people."

The gray-robed monk's voice seemed to be cold but not cold, like an empty valley in the rain, as if isolated from the world, this time, his voice was still very low and soft.

Shaoqing didn't know why, a faint sadness welled up in her heart, and she didn't know if she could find her way back, she didn't know if she could go back to that year, and she didn't know if she could have a good family again.

Then, the gray-robed monk said, "Every time you cast a spell, you should control the input of demonic energy or spiritual energy. ”

Shaoqing suppressed the sadness in her heart, and looked at the gray-robed monk who was writing and explaining at the same time, she felt that this person was strange, but because of his cultivation, she didn't ask any questions, and continued to watch him write.

After the next ten days, Shaoqing also began to can't help but write, learn him to start writing, listen to his lectures, Shaoqing saw him repeatedly say the same thing, write the same words, she then knew that this is a photo, it is a monk using a spell to take a picture of the original thing.

Seeing this, Shaoqing's eyes showed curiosity, this person has been hiding his face in his coat and hat, this kind of clothing has not been available in ancient China, but it seems to be very common in the world of cultivating immortals, Shaoqing took a step forward and bent down to take a look.

However, what made her feel strange was that no matter how she bent down, she couldn't see his face, only her fair and smooth chin, and she had no choice but to keep this person's figure firmly in mind, and she would be ready if she saw it one day in the future.

Just when Shaoqing continued to study in this space, the nineteen princes outside kept crying, he called Shaoqing the imperial sister for a while, and called the mother concubine for a while, the surrounding woods were swaying, and the sky had darkened.

The roar of the demon beast came from time to time not far away, Nineteen gradually stopped crying, Shaoqing's red clothes were stained with blood, and the white blood was sucked away little by little by the magic pen, the nineteenth prince looked at this pen, and gradually forgot that he was afraid, and the child's attention was always easy to be diverted.

The smell of blood finally stopped, and the roar of the demon beast began to become smaller and less. The Nineteenth Prince wanted to grab the magic pen, but when he saw the magic pen disappear in Shaoqing's dantian, his innocent eyes flashed with curiosity.

And Shaoqing was writing the word "fog" one by one, she looked at the word "fog" written by the gray-robed monk, and then compared it with herself, Shaoqing's eyes flashed with disappointment, if the words written by the gray-robed monk could not be surrounded by gray fog, and her own words, there was only a thin patch of white mist on it.

As for why the color of this fog is different, Shaoqing summarized this as a difference in cultivation.

Just when Shaoqing was about to continue writing, he suddenly found himself in the woods, Shaoqing looked at the nineteenth prince in his body and didn't know what he was groping, Shaoqing's eyelids jumped, and he resisted the urge to teach this little kid a lesson, and said in an unkind tone: "What are you doing?" ”

"Mother...... Mother, I'm afraid~" The title of the nineteenth prince to Shaoqing was upgraded from the imperial sister to the mother, and it hurt Shaoqing's injury, why did she suddenly get old? Also, she's a man! It's a man! Why do you keep calling her the royal sister and the concubine!

Shaoqing's injury is not yet healed, and he was called by the nineteenth prince, and his heart was slightly congested.

No, the task still has to be done, Shaoqing simply observed the surrounding environment, and now they are in a hidden formation, this is the simplest formation, Shaoqing stood up with his injuries, his body shook, and he almost fell.

The Nineteenth Prince opened a pair of glass-like eyes timidly, but he was very quiet.

Shaoqing said to him: "Follow me, don't get lost." The Nineteenth Prince obediently followed Shaoqing's side.

Xun southeast, due south, Kun southwest......

Shaoqing silently thought in her heart, the hidden rest array was not arranged by her, and Shaoqing was not sure if it was a formal arrangement, when Shaoqing took the nineteenth prince out of the formation, she saw a familiar scene.

It's the same woods, but it's not the scene of Fang Cai, the same dark night, it's the same mess, but it's even worse than at the beginning, Shaoqing looked up at the sky, and it was a bright moon, this place was the place where Shaoqing first studied in the fairy world, and it was some distance from Tomb Sand City.

At that time, she was just a mortal, and she was also surprised by one of Shen Baiye's imperial sword flights.

"Let's go." Shaoqing didn't pull the nineteenth prince, the nineteenth prince silently followed Shaoqing, a small child, so he didn't behave like a three-year-old child.

But the children of the immortal cultivation world are originally precocious, and since the Nineteenth Prince was made as the object of the task and asked to take the Huan Sect, he naturally had his differences.

There should be some elixir in this forest, she has to go and collect some elixir now, otherwise Shaoqing really doubts that she can get out of the sand area, and it is estimated that she will not be able to reach the unusual tea shed.

There are a lot of demon beasts in the forest, but because Shaoqing is on the periphery, the level of the demon beasts is very low, and there are a few talismans on the body, and these talismans are all used on the two of them.

Although the false heart grass is grass, it grows three feet tall, and only the highest third of its body is medicine, and the rest of the body is useless.

After picking a demon plant that can heal wounds, Shaoqing chewed it raw into his abdomen, and the slightly sour taste was not unpalatable, but this demon plant that had not been refined was taken at will, and the medicinal effect was not only violent but also lost.

Fortunately, the demonic qi of the demon cultivator was already violent, so the violence of this fake heart grass was not a big problem for Shaoqing.

However, the nineteenth prince quietly watched Shaoqing taking the prosthetic heart grass, and his bright and clear eyes looked like Shaoqing was talking about something, Shaoqing asked him while refining it in his body with demonic qi, "What's wrong?" ”

"Hungry~"

The child's soft voice called Shaoqing a little unnatural, he always took Bigu Dan, so he forgot that the nineteenth prince had not eaten any food, a three-year-old child could endure it until now, Shaoqing had no other feelings except for feeling a little strange about his well-behaved, after all, even if the child was sensible and well-behaved, he would cry after a day of hunger.