Everything that happened in the outside world, Mo Xiaoyou only had a vague concept, and her own demon soul floated and could only be felt

The mother stone not only injected the 50,000-year cultivation given by Xuanqing into her demon soul, but also imprinted the knowledge that must be known as a reincarnation clan into her demon soul one by one.

The ink demon was groggy, as if she was in a chaos, and just as she was in a daze and ready to move forward, a stone tablet suddenly fell from the sky, and it landed ten steps away from her, setting off a burst of clouds.

She raised her head, only to see that on the originally gray stone surface, it was as if someone was holding another solid stone to carve, and a string of strange words like animals running gradually came to life on the stone, and at the same time, behind it was the spring, autumn, winter and summer when the grass grew and the warbler flew continuously.

These words are like vivid and vivid pictures, and the ink demon does not even need to recite them to understand the meaning: this stone is telling herself in the most vigorous and enthusiastic way that her mission is to protect this eternal vitality of winter and summer.

If the creatures of the demon world are the ever-changing lives carved on this stone, then the stone tablet that carries this life or joy or pain, or birth, old age or sickness and death symbolizes the reincarnation of the family.

They are the laws of survival that these inhabitants of the demon world rely on, and protecting their lives is the ultimate mission of the reincarnation clan.

Maybe it was the eyes of the ink demon that completely understood that it was received by this stone tablet, or maybe the hand that carved the life was finally tired and unwilling to paint anymore.

The huge stele suddenly turned around, and the slender figure of the mother stone appeared on the back of the stele.

This time, the mother stone has changed from the old flower red willow green dress. The face is solemn, with the style of the stone of a world and the beginning of a clan.

She stood solemnly, holding a jade wat with both hands on her chest, staring ahead and saying emotionlessly:

"Our generation is reincarnated, respecting cause and effect, respecting heaven and earth, following life and death, and cherishing desire, and finally becoming complete.

It is divided into four divisions based on the reincarnation of the demon world, and the reincarnation stone follows the heart to enter it, the predecessors teach, the younger generations preach, and the descendants pass on, endlessly.

Our generation is reincarnated, with the protection of our own realm as our life, and the protection of living beings as our own business.

Offspring! Remember! “

These words, the ink demon seems to have heard the mother stone say in her ear when she was on a mission for the first time, and after the precipitation of the four worlds, she seems to have a certain concept of protecting the beings in the demon world.

Now that she was so solemnly imprinted in her mind by the mother stone, she couldn't afford to resist anything.

After all, whether it is the narcissistic Kongniao, the emotionally rich Lingyu, the black-bellied Mozhu or the warm Xuanqing, their lives have been protected by their own lives.

This kind of "life-passing" experience, regardless of whether they can retain their original friendship in the future, makes the person concerned, Mo Xiaoyou, unforgettable.

She bowed deeply to the mother stone, which still looked serious, and said willingly:

"Mo remembers the teachings of the mother stone, and in his lifetime, he will not dare to forget the mission of reincarnation, and he will do everything he can to protect the safety of my demon world, at any cost."

At this moment, Mo Xiaoyou's sense of mission to the demon world suddenly exploded.

She didn't know if other reincarnation demons would be like her at this time, even in the demon soul consciousness, she had a sense of belonging to "this is my tomb".

As soon as her words fell, a blue light suddenly flashed in the eyes of the mother stone on the stone tablet, and the ink demon was looking up, and the blue light shot directly into her pupils.

With a chill in her eyes, Mo Xiaoyou suddenly saw all the situation in front of her: the chaos dissipated, the clouds and mist disappeared, and in front of her, only the mother stone who had always been immodest was facing her with a wicked smile at the moment:

"Xiao Moshi, I didn't expect you to have such a strong sense of mission! Not bad! My true eyes should be a gift for you to meet this good seedling!

Okay, Xiao Moshi, you can go with me to see your master. Recently, the prince of the East held a banquet, and your master seems to have a task for you! ”

The mother stone quickly took two steps forward, stopped the newly grown shoulders of the ink demon, and tightened her arms without pity:

"It's worthy of the flesh I pinched with my own hands, this feeling is different!"