Knock knock knock -

The knocking on the door seems to have been continuous, and I may not have noticed it because I was so excited just now.

I looked nervously at the wooden door, who could it be? Stray? Well, it could be him, but when did he go out?

Suddenly, I noticed a glimmer of light coming in through the crack in the door, was it white? How can it be? Is it dawn? I clearly remember that I came here yesterday, and the fight just now was only two or three hours at most, how did it pass all night?

Nervously walked to the door, pulled gently, the wooden door made an old grinding sound, and a strong light shone into the room, shaking me for a while I couldn't open my eyes.

After a while, I looked at the door, and it was really the old man who was standing at the door, and he was looking at me with a smile on his face.

I was stunned on the spot, I felt that all this was so incredible, was last night a dream or a hallucination? Either way, it doesn't make sense, because what happened is so real that I believe it.

Miscellaneous Fur stepped in, looking up at the walls on all sides, but at the moment the walls were back to normal, covered with some ancient dust, and a few discolored charms, and nothing else, and I don't know what he was looking at.

I followed behind groggily, and I couldn't help but feel a little creepy when I remembered the scene where his head was cut off just now.

"How? Let's talk about your feelings. Miscellaneous stood very calmly in the middle of the room, with his hands behind his back.

I was even more amazed to see him like this, because when I just returned to normal, the first thing I saw was this hair.

At this moment, although the physical pain is completely gone, I still feel very uncomfortable in my heart, especially for the miscellaneous old way, it is simply hateful, and now it can be proved that last night was just an illusion, but for some reason, my heart is still full of hatred.

Looking at the treacherous look on his face, I really wanted to jump in front of him and cut off his head with one palm.

This feeling was so strong, so strong that I couldn't control it, and I didn't know if I would actually act if I stayed a little longer, and it seemed very likely.

I tried my best to convince myself in my heart that Zamao was not my enemy, it was just an illusion last night, and that he might just be teaching me the Dao Fa by doing that.

Countless chaotic thoughts arose in his heart, and he forgot what Zamao asked me, the flesh on his face twitched, and he said, "Qingming, you have to be calm." ”

This sentence is very majestic, and it is very infectious, I unconsciously took a breath of cool air, and my mind suddenly cleared up a lot.

Miscellaneous Mao's sharp eyes stared at me, took a deep breath and said: "I told you in advance, what you saw and felt last night was an illusion, and it was not true, the Dao method I taught you is called the Hell Curse, to be honest, I only know how to cultivate this kind of spell, but I don't know it, including your master Hu Daxian, he won't."

Because there are strict requirements for cultivating the Hell Mantra, I have been searching for your master for hundreds of years, and now I have found that you are the one who is most likely to cultivate.

It's very dangerous to practice this kind of spell, so I watched the door last night if you have any trouble so that you can help.

Last night's performance was not bad, but there is one thing I want to remind you, adjust your mentality, have a tolerant heart, there is no perfect person in the world, no one will not make mistakes, you must learn to be tolerant, never hate, understand? ”

Know a fart! I said in my heart that this old fellow was in a fog, and I didn't know what he was talking about, and I didn't have the heart to think about it at the moment, what was the use of the pain I suffered last night?

I suppressed the anger in my heart, reconciled some of my emotions and said, "That, Uncle Shi, I don't understand, what kind of spell is this hell curse you are talking about, why do you want to cultivate like this, do you know what kind of pain I suffered last night, it is better to live than to die!" ”

"Hmm," Miscellaneous Hair nodded slightly, and said, "Of course I know that practicing this kind of spell is to cultivate in pain, but don't worry, every time you go through such a process, your ability will improve by one stage, that is, the pain next time may be much lighter than this, and you can even easily defeat those skeleton ghosts."

According to records, this process usually takes half a year to a year, and it takes about five to ten times, but I think the time for you to cultivate will be faster, maybe two or three times will be enough, and then you will enter the next stage. ”

"Huh? Is there a next stage? ”

I have the heart to cry, just last night, it was worse than death, this time is not enough, at least once, even at most ten times, just kill me.

Seeing my bitter face, Zamao smiled and said: "Qingming, you may hate me, why didn't you tell you the truth last night, you have to understand this, this kind of spell is like this, you can't know in advance, anyway, it's so prescribed, I don't know why."

Also, you know, there is always a reward for your efforts, do you know what happens when you practice the Hell Curse? ”

When I asked this question, I immediately became interested: "How?" Will it fly? ”

For spells, I seem to be most concerned about this problem, and I was envious when I saw the miscellaneous old way flying around in the air before.

Miscellaneous hair laughed: "It's not just flying, you should know what a ghost fairy is, right?" ”

"Huh?" I chuckled in my heart, ghost immortals, of course I know that the book "Dao Suspense One Thought" given to me by the master has been mentioned many times, and ghosts and immortals are also a kind of immortals, but only ghosts can cultivate, but now why is this old miscellaneous Mao mentioning this?

Don't......

Miscellaneous Mao seemed to guess what I was thinking about, and said, "That's right, the curse of hell, once you practice it, you can become a ghost immortal," Speaking of this, his expression was very complicated, and it seemed to be a very fanatical feeling, "Don't you want to become an immortal?" After becoming an immortal, you can live forever, the mana is boundless, don't think that the ghost fairy has a ghost word is not as good as other immortals, let me tell you, the immortals are all the same, but the cultivation path is different.

Don't look at how many hundred years I have lived with your master, to tell you the truth, our lifespan is not many years, according to my brother's calculations, it will only be more than a hundred years at most, and then we will also return to dust.

It's not a pity for us to die, but there is a regret, that is, we didn't cultivate the immortal path in our lifetime, so our brothers and sisters pinned their hopes on you, under our door, if we can produce an immortal, this life is worth it. ”

After listening to him, I gasped, and I always thought that Master and his old man must be immortal, why, will he die in more than a hundred years? (To be continued.) )