"Where is this?"

Zige opened his eyes, and the bright sunlight shone on his face through the window lattice, shining with golden light. He subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes, and it took him a while to get used to the warm sunshine.

Looking around, Zige found himself lying on a bed in a house, and the setting up of the room was also very simple, a bed, a table, a chair, and a copper mirror.

In front of the bronze mirror is a girl's rouge gouache, and on the windowsill there is a pot of pure white daffodils, swaying gently in the breeze. Outside, there is the occasional sound of chickens and dogs barking, and the smell of herbs in the air is refreshing.

Everything seems peaceful and beautiful.

"I thought I was doomed with the Heavenly Dao! It seems that I am not an outcast!" Zige laughed to himself.

Zige lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed, but found that he couldn't lift a trace of Wu Yuanli. Zige didn't think so, but when he wanted to use Wu Yuan Force, his face finally changed greatly, because he couldn't feel the slightest bit of Wu Yuan Power in his body.

This feeling and situation is exactly the same as when he fell into Mo Yuan!

"Mo Ling, Mo Ling!" Zige shouted loudly in his heart, but did not respond for a while.

Just when Zige's face was like ashes, his eyebrows suddenly flickered, and Mo Ling came out, fell on the bed, yawned, and looked like he hadn't woken up: "Ha-ah! What are you doing, Tubaozi?"

Looking at Mo Ling, who was rubbing his eyes, Zige's face suddenly turned from gloomy to clear, and said, "Mo Ling, you can help me see, why did my Wu Yuanli disappear again?"

Mo Ling jumped onto Zige's shoulder, dangled his legs, and wrote lightly, "Oh, because I'm going to grow up." ”

Zige is angry, what do you mean that you are going to grow up? You have to grow up and it is my business! Now that my martial arts power is gone, what do you mean that it is gone, do you know? I am now a mortal!

Zige resisted the urge to beat Mo Ling, he couldn't remember the first time he wanted to beat this little fat man. He secretly swore in his heart that when he had strength in the future, he would beat Mo Ling so that he couldn't take care of himself.

But now he couldn't touch Mo Ling as a spirit body, so he had to force a smile and said, "Master Mo, please tell me what's going on, okay?"

Mo Ling glanced at Zige and said, "Tubaozi, you are so hypocritical. However, for the sake of your sincerity, the master will tell you. I ask you, who am I?"

Zige looked stunned and blinked: "You are Mo Ling!"

"Alas, the comprehension is too poor!, what a piece of wood!" Mo Ling shook his head pretendedly, looking distressed, "Then I'll ask a different question." Mo Ling, what is it?"

"Mo Ling? What is it?" Zi Ge's eyes widened, tilted his head, and then his eyes lit up, as if he suddenly realized, "Oh! You are the spirit of the Ink Jue!"

"You can teach!" Mo Ling finally nodded with a look of relief, "My essence is the Ink Technique, which is the practice you practice. I want to grow up, which means that "Ink Jue" is going to grow, understand?"

Zige shook his head vigorously.

Mo Ling slapped his head on the door, in fact, he really wanted to slap this slap on Zige's head, but he still patiently explained: "The world's exercises are divided into eight grades, the universe, the sky, the Hong, the wilderness, the sky, the earth, the Xuan, and the yellow. The "Ink Formula" you are practicing now is just a yellow product. But if you think about it with your brain, can a mere Huang Pin Gong give birth to a spirit like me, who is both wise and handsome? Obviously impossible, right?"

Zige had a black line on his head, and he wanted to refute "no", but in order to understand his capricious body, he nodded against his will, and showed a flattering smile.

"That's right, so, I'm going to grow up, I'm going to grow up, and then your martial arts power will be gone for the time being. Mo Ling yawned, "I'll go back to sleep if it's okay." ”

"Don't! you wait!" Zige covered his eyebrows, his expression a little excited, "You mean, "Ink Jue" is going to evolve?"

"Yes, yes!" Mo Ling didn't have a good breath, and immediately sighed, "Forget it, I'll make it clear to you." Now, the master only said it once, prick up your ears!"

"Since ancient times, you have been the only one who has broken through the extreme realm and reached the Ten Heavenly Gates. The Ten Heavenly Ques give you unparalleled talents, endless qualifications, and many benefits that you can't think of, which you will slowly explore in the future. But!"

Zige covered his face silently, why is there always a "but" at this time?

"There is always something to give, there is never a perfect thing in the world, including the ten heavens. Don't talk yet, listen to me. ”

Mo Ling stopped Zi Ge, who wanted to stop talking, and continued: "And there is a very important reason why you were able to break through to the Ten Heavenly Gates, and that is the 'Ink Technique' you have cultivated. If you want to break through to the next realm, you have to find something, otherwise, you will be trapped in this realm forever. ”

"And when something like this appears around you, you lose all your power and become mortal. And, until you find something like this, you'll be mortal. Understood?" Mo Ling's eyes widened and he looked at Zige seriously.

"What kind of space does this so-called 'surrounding' refer to?

"These two questions of yours can actually become one problem. Because, I don't know the answer either. Mo Ling spread his hands, saw Zige's raised fist, and hurriedly said, "But you can rest assured, when that kind of thing appears, you will know without me saying it." When you successfully advance to the Martial Master Realm, the Ink Technique will also evolve into a Xuanpin Technique. Well, that's it. ”

After Mo Ling finished speaking, he slipped back into Zige's eyebrows.

Although Zige was helpless, since the matter was a foregone conclusion, he had no choice but to accept it, and it was good to keep a low profile as much as possible during this time. Moreover, as long as he is promoted to the realm, the exercises will also evolve, which also makes Zige feel a lot better.

After all, the exercises are closely related to combat power, and more than eighty percent of the exercises in the Jiwu Continent are yellow products, one percent is a Xuan product, half a percent is an earth product, and the last half is a heavenly product.

As for the higher-level exercises of the four grades of Yu, Zhou, Hong, and Huang, they may exist, but the current Zige has never heard of such advanced exercises.

But according to Mo Ling, as long as he continues to improve his realm, when he becomes a martial king, "Mo Jue" will be a wasted exercise!

It's a little exciting to think about!

Zige almost didn't laugh out of the pig cry, although it is just a dream now, but people must have dreams, otherwise, what is the difference between that and a dead fish in a stinky ditch!

Zige turned over and got out of bed, and when she passed the bronze mirror, she smelled a smell of rouge that belonged to the girl, the same fragrance as the daffodils on the windowsill. He subconsciously looked at the bronze mirror and saw himself in the bronze mirror.

The clothes on his body were no longer the brocade white clothes that he had "blackmailed" from Yu Shaobai before, but a set of coarse linen clothes, and his long hair was carefully taken care of.

Especially those eyes, after experiencing so many things, those clean eyes are a little less immature and a little more deep vicissitudes, which look like a deep spring, which makes people can't help but be attracted to it.

Zige smiled, not the kind of relieved smile, but an astringent bitter smile, and I don't know what he thought of at the moment.

After a moment, Zige shook his head, walked to the door, leaned against the door, and followed the smell of herbs.

A girl in a pure white dress was bending down to collect medicine in the medicine field, three thousand green silks like a waterfall were scattered behind her, and a few strands of long hair fell down her ears, covering the girl's side face. I could vaguely see the little bit of pursed lips, slightly upturned, as if I remembered something pleasant.

The wind blows, the medicine field sets off emerald green waves, and also blows the girl's skirt, in a turquoise sea, the girl is like a blooming narcissus, pure, elegant.

The back was picturesque, and Zige was stunned for a while. Under the golden sun, a boy looks at a girl, and the years are quiet.

The girl seemed to be aware of it, turned around, saw Zige, and smiled: "You're awake." ”

Hibiscus is like a face, a smile is like a flower, and a voice is like a quiet orchid, what a girl who doesn't eat fireworks in the world!

In a trance, Zige seemed to see the gentle girl, smiling at him, waving at him, and calling him Brother Mo.

The girl walked up to Zige and waved her hand at the stunned Zige: "Eh!"

Zige was startled and took a step back, but because he had just woken up, he had not fully recovered his strength, and now he was a mortal, his steps were unsteady and he fell backwards. In a hurry, he grabbed the girl's hand indiscriminately.

The girl didn't expect this scene, and when she was caught off guard, she fell down with the quilt song. The two of them looked at each other, the tips of their noses were close, the distance between their lips was only a finger, and each other's breath blended together, and the body fragrance on the girl's body was very elegant, exactly the same as the smell that Zige had just smelled in front of the bronze mirror.

After a while, the girl reacted, her face bloomed with a blush, she stood up, Zige also stood up, and for a while, the air was a little quiet.

"I ......"

"You ......"

After a while, the two spoke, but they spoke at the same time tacitly, as if they had a clear mind.

Zige habitually touched her earlobe shyly, looking at Zige's embarrassed appearance, the girl smiled "fluttering", broke the quiet atmosphere, and said, "My name is Luo Zixin, what about you?"

"Mozi Song. Zige touched his nose, "By the way, Miss Luo, did you save me?" Also, Miss Luo, can you tell me how long I have been in a coma?"

"It's not me, it's Grandpa Smoke who saved you. Grandpa Yan said that he found you in the Demon Beast Mountain Range. From Grandpa Yan's discovery of you until now......" Luo Zixin raised her head and bit her fingers, "Ah! ”

"A month, I've been in a coma for a month!" Zige lowered his head, a little shocked and a little puzzled, and then raised his head, "Thank you Miss Luo, I still want to ask, where is this?"

Luo Zixin curled the corners of her mouth, squinted her eyes, and said, "This is Tianyin Village." ”