Ding Fang's explanation made Mu Jinglu understand why the face of the demon he saw just now kept changing. It should be a ghost imprisoned in the body of the demon and constantly struggling.

From this point of view, the oozing scream emitted by the Nightmare Demon should be the cry of the soul in the Nightmare Demon's body.

Mu Jinglu looked at his mother, who was already unconscious in his arms, and hugged his mother tighter with his left hand, his face was very solemn.

"Whew... Cluck... "The nightmare seemed to be very angry that someone had taken the food from his mouth, and he kept screaming, his face constantly changing, strange and frightened.

"Fatty, there's no other way?"

Ding Fang replied with a little crying: "My father said that if you encounter a beginner-level nightmare demon, if you don't have the ability to kill it, you can only escape." ”

"When will you escape?" said Pastoral Road's brows tightened, a little frustrated. Can you run faster than you fly?

"When you run to the rooster's crow, the demon will leave!"

But at this time, the four of them, Gu Xiu was in a coma, Duanmu Xing's legs and feet were dislocated, and even the slightly better Mujing Lu and Dingfang were covered with blood and pale. How to escape?

"Shhhh Roar!" The Nightmare seemed to be very tired of the fire next to the food, and roared angrily at the fire, and a gust of wind blew out of the Nightmare's mouth, blowing the fire apart.

"Gurgle, cluck—" The Nightmare seemed to smile happily, turning his face back to the huddled Pastoral Path and the others.

Although the four of them were holding torches in their hands at this time, the fragrance emanating from the souls of the four made the Nightmare Demon's face more and more greedy.

"Roar!" The demon was really impatient to turn around the four of them, and with a loud roar, he rushed towards Gu Xiu in the arms of the pasture road again.

Facing the Nightmare Demon who could only make himself wait, the strength in the body of the Pastoral Path after the battle began to drain rapidly. Cold sweat broke out all over my body. When the Nightmare rushes at his mother again, Pathway throws the torch at the Nightmare and then has no strength to resist.

The demon dodged the torches, squacked, and snorted to his feet.

Mu Jinglu's expression changed dramatically, and he quickly turned over with his mother in his arms and protected his mother in his arms. The look of fear on Fang Cai's mother's face made Mu Jinglu dare not let his mother bear the demon again.

The demon didn't stop, and bit down the back of the pasture path with its mouth wide open.

"Ahh Mu Jinglu clearly felt that his soul seemed to be burned on top of the extremely cold flames.

It was cold and biting for a while, and then it was extremely hot in an instant. Mu Jinglu shouted bitterly, trembling all over, the teeth of both jaws were clenched, and the gums were oozing blood.

"Brother Luzi!" Ding Fang and Duanmu Xing behind him shouted angrily, endured the fear in their hearts, and raised the torch in their hands and waved it towards the demon.

However, this time the Nightmare Demon did not let go, and the two of them actually saw the greedy excitement in the Nightmare Demon's eyes. This look is all too familiar, and it is this look every time Ding Fang finds his favorite food.

The demon crunched as it squeaked and crunched, biting the path without relenting.

"Evil animal!" Just when Ding Fang and Duanmu Xing were at a loss, there was an angry shout in the night sky.

Immediately after, a bright sword aura flashed in front of Ding Fang and Duanmu Xing. The sword qi passed through the demon's body in the blink of an eye, and then slashed to the ground, cutting a sword mark two inches wide and I don't know how deep.

With a painful roar, the Nightmare dissipated the black smoke of the city, rising into the air, and then condensing into the form of the Nightmare again.

After the demon left, a Taoist priest wearing a cyan robe and a white ribbon tied in a bun on his head appeared in front of everyone.

The Taoist priest had a handsome face, and under the sword eyebrows were a pair of black eyes full of anger. A whisker above his lips trembled slightly under the anger of the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest floated to the ground, followed by a silver long sword that hovered above the Taoist priest's back. The silver sword exuded a glowing green, like the aura of the Nine Shadows, and with infinite vitality, it was very weird.

Mu Jinglu did not faint, but endured the heart-wrenching pain in the depths of his soul that had not completely dissipated, turned his head sideways and raised his eyelids to look at the angry face.

Sword Immortal Mu Jinglu was slightly stunned, and then his mind relaxed. It seems that he can't die today! Thinking like this, Mu Jinglu closed his eyes and fainted like Gu Xiu.

"Gilded Soul Devourer, go!" the Taoist priest raised his right hand and pointed out with his sword. The silver long sword suspended beside the Taoist priest snorted and slew towards the nightmare demon.

There was no earth-shattering sound, and the sword thuded through the demon's body again. The face of the demon changed several times, and it let out a tooth-aching scream, and then with a soft pop, the demon turned into ashes and dissipated in front of everyone's eyes.

There was a crisp chirping of birds in the mountains and forests, and Duanmu Xing carried a small wild goat, urging Ding Fang, who was only carrying two pheasants, to rush back.

The drowsy Mujinglu opened his eyelids, which looked like they were hung with lead, and saw the back of his mother making a fire to cook.

"Mother!" Mu Jinglu opened his chapped lips and snorted softly.

Gu Xiu hurriedly turned around, saw Mujinglu wake up, and was very happy to pick up the warm water that had been prepared for his son and came to Mujinglu's side, and gently lifted Mujinglu to feed the water.

"Auntie, we beat a fat goat for Brother Luzi!"

Ding Fang smiled hesitantly and took Duanmu Xing back to the back slope of last night's battle. Seeing that Mujing Lu woke up, Ding Fang was even more happy, threw the pheasant in his hand on the ground, and rushed to the pasture Lu to care about it.

"Boy, you're lucky, your injuries can be cured. A middle-aged man in a green robe appeared in front of Mu Jinglu and said with a chuckle.

When Mu Jinglu looked up, it turned out to be the Taoist chief who saved the four of them last night.

Mu Jinglu clenched his fists at the Taoist priest, struggling to get up: "Thank you Daoist for saving your life!"

The Taoist priest squatted down and pressed the pastoral path back to lie down: "Conquering demons and eliminating demons is a matter for our monks, so don't be polite, you kid." ”

"Fatty, this is the Soul Returning Grass, put it in when you will meet the Ao Yang Soup, and the shepherd boy will be able to recover soon after drinking it. The Taoist priest handed the crystal green herbs in his hand to Ding Fang and instructed.

Ding Fang's eyes lit up, and he carefully took the soul grass with both hands, for fear of breaking it.

"Senior, that ghost thing last night was a nightmare?"

Everyone waited for breakfast, and the pastoral road was idle to inquire about the news.

"Well, yes. Instead, he sat cross-legged beside the pasture road and whispered, "A group of demons, soul nightmares." Soulmares are made from unjust souls, and after the first seven years, the Nightmare will lose all memories of life, leaving only the gluttonous instinct. ”

"Gluttony, devouring the soul of living beings?"

The Taoist priest looked at Mu Jinglu with deep meaning and replied, "Yes! Soul Nightmare live by devouring souls, and they especially like monks and immortal souls. ”

"Talented?" Mu Jinglu was puzzled for a while, vaguely remembering that last night the demon carried the scorching flames and had to eat his own soul, could it be that his soul was different?

Not bad! Born with a sword body, his comprehension is still so high, he can be used as a descendant of the old way!

"Understood?"

Mu Jinglu looked at the Taoist priest who asked him, then looked up at the sky, and said indifferently: "Can the Taoist see the difference between me?"

"The monks are all mortals. The Taoist priest sat cross-legged and looked straight ahead: "Heaven and earth have five elements, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth! ”

"Although there are all five elements, the living beings are influenced by the day after tomorrow, which makes one of the five elements unique, whether it is metal, or wood, or water, or fire, or earth. ”

"The qi of the five elements of ordinary people is not obvious, and it is impossible to attract the five elements of heaven and earth to step into the ranks of monks. However, for those who are gifted, the outstanding Qi of the Five Elements will be transformed into the Spiritual Root of the Five Elements. And the spiritual root is a necessary condition for mortals to step into the path of monkhood. ”

"The five elements of the spiritual root are each divided into seven grades, and the higher the grade, the faster the cultivation speed. ”

The Taoist priest's rhetoric, Mu Jinglu has probably understood, it seems that he should be a person with spiritual roots, but I am afraid that the person in front of him wants to accept himself as a disciple, otherwise after sending away the demon yesterday, the Taoist priest should have left.

"As far as the Taoist can see, what is the kid?"

"Hehe, Linggen?" the Taoist priest said with a look of jealousy and disdain: "Although Linggen is rare, but the world is huge, with a population of tens of billions, it is not uncommon to be able to have Linggen. ”

When Mu Jinglu heard this, his brows furrowed: Is he still different?

"Those who possess the Five Elements Spirit Root can be called the Five Elements Spirit Body. But in front of the sword body, it's rubbish!"

Garbage? it! Dao Chief, can the style of painting change so quickly? Just now I was talking about it in a serious way, why did a popular word pop up?

The pastoral path with a look of disdain made the Taoist priest cough softly in embarrassment, and rubbed his chin with some remorse.

Cough... Didn't the senior brother say that he wanted to make his style of pretending to be more tall? Why can't he be stable? No, he can't give up, this kid's sword body is definitely not ordinary.

The Taoist priest didn't want to give up, and continued to say seriously: "There are countless spirit bodies in the world, but the sword body is one in a thousand. ”

"What's the difference?"

"The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, since it is a sword body, what do you think is the difference?"

I know what a fart! Mu Jinglu was demoralized by the Taoist, and his originally pale face turned ruddy.

Looking at the unkind pastoral path, the Taoist priest coughed embarrassedly and continued, sighed and said, "Don't pretend, I'll say it directly." With a sword body, after cultivating the sword technique, both attack and defense are higher than ordinary monks. ”

"I watched it last night, and the sword intent in your kid's body is extraordinary. If you worship me as a teacher, your cultivation will get twice the result with half the effort. In the future, he became famous all over the world, and took a little brother to burn and loot everywhere, just like playing. ”

The Taoist priest was no longer serious, rubbing his hands and saying with a lewd smile, as if he was seducing the pastoral path.

The concept of the previous life let Mu Jinglu know that sword cultivation was indeed stronger than ordinary monks, but the obscene expression of the Taoist priest in front of him made Mu Jinglu feel too unreliable.

Why don't you first understand this Taoist sect? Mu Jinglu thought so, and asked with a dark face, "Dare to ask where the surname of Changgui is?"

"Elder of the Sword Pavilion, Jian Ren is also!"

"What? slut?"