The residence of the disciples of the Immortal Sect is not bad.

Everything you need is available.

When Du Ming entered the room, the slightly dragged image of a tall man on his face collapsed instantly, and the whole person seemed to come to life and looked at these things in the room from time to time.

He found himself feeling a little bit like he was in the baby's room.

The things here are very exquisite, and if you take down the mountain, they are all priceless utensils!

Then he inexplicably felt a little bit of happiness.

Of course, this is not important, the important thing is that when Du Ming turned his head to look at the table to the east, Du Ming's eyes widened, and the blood in his whole body seemed to flow faster!

What did he see?

Du Ming saw three huge spirit stones on the table in front of the house, with abundant spiritual energy and an incomparably smooth surface, and next to the spirit stones, there was an even bigger night pearl, the light was flickering, extremely beautiful......

This......

Good stuff!

"Poof!"

But as soon as Du Ming saw the spirit stones, and even Du Ming didn't react to say anything to sigh, a galloping streamer flew out of Du Ming's sleeve, and then, those spirit stones were like magic, and they instantly became dim and lost their spiritual power.

In the end, only the Night Pearl was left silly lit there......

It's all coming too fast, isn't it?

This......

Du Ming opened his mouth.

I can't describe how I feel at the moment.

"Uh......h The taste is very pure, more pure than the spirit stones swallowed before, well, let's chirp, let's chirp, but unfortunately there are only three, only enough to satisfy your cravings, um...... Not enough. The little yellow snake shook his head very lazily and enjoyedly, and from time to time he spat out letters, and stood on the table and twisted his body with a rather satisfied look.

"You...... This ......," Du Ming exhaled deeply.

If Du Ming didn't guess wrong, these spirit stones were used to heal the wounds of those Dabi injured disciples at night.

This......

Isn't this Nima a cheating father?

"Dad, what's wrong?" the little yellow snake looked at Du Ming innocently, and his eyes blinked.

"No, nothing. Du Ming shook his head.

Eat it.

It's not a big deal, is it?

"Oh, Dad, I suddenly had a really good idea!"

"What?"

"Isn't there a spirit stone in every room, if I ......" The little yellow snake suddenly laughed, this smile was very weird and very penetrating.

Can you imagine what it feels like for a snake to smile at itself while spitting letters?

Can you imagine that feeling?

"You'd better put away this crazy idea!" Du Ming stared at the little yellow snake.

This thing feels more and more lawless now, and the idea is so crazy, it actually ......

At this moment, Du Ming didn't even dare to think about it anymore.

This is going to be a big disaster!

"Even if this is the Feather Immortal Gate, what can I do? How old is the Feather Immortal Gate?" the little yellow snake shook his head arrogantly, looking like Lao Tzu was not afraid of heaven and earth.

"Keep a low profile, let's make a fortune quietly. Du Ming continued to exhale deeply.

"Dad, you mean, as long as we are silent, right? If you don't want others to know about it, you will allow it, right?" The little yellow snake's eyes flickered slightly, and then gradually became inexplicably obedient and honest.

"Well, yes, what's wrong?" Du Ming was very unaccustomed to the honesty in the little yellow snake's expression.

It made him feel very disagreeable.

"Not much, Dad, I'm a little tired, I want to get some sleep. ”

"Oh, good. Du Ming watched the little yellow snake shrink into his robe and continue to sleep, although he was a little confused, he didn't think much about other aspects.

As the moon rose, there was a knock on the door.

"Immortal Chief, this is today's meal. ”

"Oh, here we are. Du Ming touched his stomach, he was a little hungry, so he opened the door.

When he opened the door, he saw a middle-aged man smiling and respectfully handing over a box of food.

Du Ming took the meal, only to feel that the fragrance was bursting, and he couldn't help but have an appetite.

Be elegant, be calm, operate normally, operate normally.

Du Ming reminded himself in his heart, and then showed a faint expression, intending to close the door......

"Immortal Chief, I've been waiting outside, if you need to, you can always come to me. ”

"Well, good. ”

After closing the door, Du Ming's high-ranking image collapsed in an instant, and he took the meal and devoured it, and a box of meals was actually solved by Du Ming in a few minutes, which can be called a fantasy version of the reincarnation of a starving ghost.

After eating, Du Ming touched his stomach very vividly and wanted to find a toothpick to pick his teeth, but unfortunately there was no toothpick.

Of course, these can't affect Du Ming's mood.

At this moment, Du Ming felt very comfortable.

Maybe this is life.

Du Ming looked at the bed that had been made and smiled.

Some eat, some sleep.

Well, he's quite easy to satisfy.

Du Ming moved slightly, and his body was a little sleepy.

He was about to get a good night's sleep like the little yellow snake, but ......

"Smack, smack. ”

Just then, there was another knock on the door outside.

Du Ming straightened his robe and opened the door.

I saw that it was the familiar middle-aged man.

"Have you finished eating?"

"Well, I'm done. ”

"Oh, then I'll clean up for the Immortal Chief. ”

"Well, good. ”

The middle-aged man walked into the room, glanced at the table, and then closed the door, his originally respectful expression gradually began to become slightly distorted, and then, he stood in place and looked at Du Ming directly.

"What's wrong with you, don't you clean it up?" Du Ming looked up at the middle-aged man and was a little strange.

"Why do some people have everything when they are born, and why do some people have been working hard since they were sensible, but still have nothing?" the middle-aged man suddenly asked strangely in front of Du Ming.

At this moment, he couldn't hold it back at all.

He felt the suggestive voice in his heart grow stronger.

Originally, he could still use his reason to suppress that strong voice, but when he walked into the room, he found that the voice in his heart began to be restless, not only restless, but even unusually crazy......

Like a demon in the Nine Shadows, it constantly seduces him and mads him.

Then he felt himself filled with manic power.

Even he felt that he could completely tear apart the person in front of him.

"I don't understand what you're saying. Du Ming looked at this middle-aged man lightly, in fact, he was very calm at the moment.

This middle-aged man gave him a feeling of Lu Yu before.

Could it be that this demonic energy in his body is starting to grow?

"You, there is only the Martial Artist Sixfold Realm, right? The condition for the disciples of the Outer Sect of the Immortal Sect is the Innate Realm, why are you a disciple of the Martial Artist Sixfold Realm? You tell me, why is this!" the middle-aged man clenched his fists.

jealousy, anger, unwillingness, madness, resentment, hatred......

All kinds of negative emotions instantly filled his whole body, the blood in his whole body accelerated, and the inexplicable hint in his heart became even more intense and crazy.

He!

He used to be the pride of the sky!

When he entered the Xianmen more than ten years ago, he thought that he would be the respected Xianmen Venerable of Edgeworth Flying in the future.

But now......

He found out that everything was a joke.

It feels bad to grovel over the years, succeeding again and again, and then disappointed again and again.

I was disappointed a lot, and my heart inevitably began to twist......

However, he was still suppressed, still suppressed.

Finally, Du Ming's appearance became the last straw that crushed him.

He completely exploded.

"I can't answer that question, but you'd better calm down now, or you'll regret it. Du Ming looked at the middle-aged man, but shook his head, he couldn't help but remind the middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man should be gradually losing his mind!

"I'm very calm! I'm sorry, today, you have to die, only when you die, can I prove my worth, prove that the so-called inner disciples in the eyes of those immortal sect elders are actually just garbage!

He felt like he was in great shape.

Kill him, kill him, kill him, prove yourself!

Prove that he's a piece of trash, prove that you're a strong man!

The voice in his head frantically reminded him, devouring him, and finally, he stared at Du Ming fiercely, and slowly pulled out his sword.

"You calm down, is it really so good for the inner disciples? Let me remind you again, you really don't want to do things that make you regret it, it's still too late to turn back. Du Ming looked at the middle-aged man who pulled out his sword, and his pupils suddenly condensed slightly.

He was not afraid, but he felt speechless.

Everyone's life can be chosen.

Whether it is vulgar or immortal, you can choose it yourself?

"You don't understand, you garbage who was born with everything don't understand at all! You, don't try to struggle or escape, I have set up a silent magic circle outside your house, even if you shout loudly inside, no one outside will hear you! Kill you to prove that I am right!" The middle-aged man was hideous, fierce, and his whole body seemed to be filled with endless black qi.

He didn't want to care about it at all.

"Flutter!"

Sword out!

The target was Du Ming's neck.

His heart was full of murderous intent.

Du Ming looked at him.

Sigh slightly.

I feel sorry.

Because when he drew his sword, a sentence sounded in his consciousness.

"It's a good feeling to be so angry, master!"

"Come on, come on, demonic energy, devour it hard! Devour everything, turn it into the power of my ghost domain! Hahaha! Resentment is a little bigger, a little more crazy, come on, come on!haha!"

“......”

"Ahem, ahem, master, I'm not the villain, I'm just excited, excited...... Forgive me, huh...... Kiss one, master!hmm......"

Maybe he felt that his voice was a little bit ferocious, and the sword spirit didn't forget to sell a cute, for fear that his cute image would collapse in front of his master.

“......”

Du Ming was speechless.

....................................

"Where does Tianjizi Daoist live?"

"Huh?"

"Let me ask you, what about the Daoist friends of Tianjizi?"

"Tianjizi senior?"

"Yes!"

"It seems to be there. ”

"Hmm. ”