"I don't know what we are, although the hardness is not up to it, but we can conjure up some weapons, and it is enough for us to use. Jiang Zimo said. As he spoke, the black sand in his hand condensed into a blade and began to cut the venison.

Since it is on the periphery of the Heavenly Demon Forest, there are no particularly powerful demon beasts, they are all Jiang Zimo can deal with, so Jiang Zimo is not worried that the smell of blood will drift away, Mo Li asked: "Zimo, do you know how to cook?" ”

"Eh, Zimo, this is yours, isn't it, how can you say that there is no difference? The difference is very big!Food!" "So?" "Come on, come on, let Chef Mo Li show a wave of cooking skills!" said Mo Li, Mo Li took control of his body.

However, as soon as he took control of his body, the black hand state was lifted, and the knife formed by the condensation of the black sand also disappeared, Mo Li looked at all this, and the exercises were also treated differently? Why can't I condense into a blade?

Jiang Zimo, who was in the soul realm, sighed and said, "It's better for me to come!" After speaking, he squeezed out Mo Li's soul and regained control of Mo Li's body.

Jiang Zimo reminded Mo Li: "Mo Li, feel it well, feel the substance of the underworld, and feel its changes!"

This time, Jiang Zimo deliberately slowed down the speed of controlling the underworld, and the underworld slowly lingered in Mo Li's hand, without wind, and the blue-black underworld fluttered between Mo Li's fingers, which looked pleasing to the eye!

Mo Li is also trying to feel it, it is a wonderful feeling, it is like some mist floating on his hands, but he can't touch it hard, as if it will dissipate as soon as he exerts force, he can only feel it slowly...

Jiang Zimo slowly let go of the control of the underworld, to see how Mo Li can control it, the reason is as if Mo Li is learning to ride a bicycle, Jiang Zimo is pushing Mo Li's bicycle behind, helping him accelerate, and also helping him stabilize the bicycle, now, Jiang Zimo 'let go' his hand, to see if Mo Li can continue to 'ride'!

Mo Li was still feeling it carefully, as Jiang Zimo lost control of the underworld, Mo Li became more and more difficult to feel the underworld, and his forehead began to sweat, but Mo Li had a sense of joy: Is this the underworld? This is amazing, these underworlds seem to be a part of my body.

Jiang Zimo whispered in his heart: "Mo Li, now, start trying to condense the form, imagine what kind of weapon you want to make the underworld!" Mo Li heard this, and began to imagine the appearance of his own weapon.

Mo Weidao: But... What kind of weapon should I get? Be handsome, domineering and leaky, or be low-key, it's best to reveal a domineering that can't be hidden in a low-key way! Fortunately, the underworld has no consciousness, if there is, it would have become a slap in the face!!

Jiang Zimo is also very helpless, he is really a pig teammate... reminded Mo Li: "The form of the weapon needs to be imagined by yourself, not what you say can become!"

Mo Li exclaimed: "(????????) Oh, no wonder, I haven't had a feeling of condensation for so long!" Jiang Zimo covered his face helplessly: If you can feel it like this, the demon refining of my Jiang clan will definitely stop cultivating in my life!

Mo Li didn't know what kind of weapon to get, huh? Mo Li suddenly thought of a weapon, a stick! Oh no, a stick! Yes, Mo Li thought of a mythical figure who held a stick in his hand, stirring up the heavens and going down to hell!

Therefore, Mo Li also wanted a stick, so Mo Li began to imagine, imagine the appearance of that domineering stick, and the underworld in Mo Li's hand also began to change, no longer drifting aimlessly, and began to converge towards the center, but ......

The underworld soil is just gathered together, and it does not condense any shape, there is no way, geniuses such as Jiang Zimo also spent a lot of time when learning to condense the underworld.

Not to mention Mo Li's 'waste', finally, "bang!", the underworld collapsed and dispersed in the air, Mo Li sat on the ground with a "poof", wow, it was too much effort, Mo Li was sweating profusely now, and now Mo Li was very suspicious, Jiang Zimo and I didn't practice the same body refining decision, right?

"Why are you so tired?" Mo Li asked, "Your talent is a bit poor, so your ability to perceive and control the underworld will be relatively poor!" Jiang Zimo responded.

"Is it so bad? I don't think you're tired?" "I had the experience of condensing the underworld before, and now that I've changed my body, I can still remember that feeling!" "Then why can't we share this feeling?" "You ask me, who do I ask?" Mo Li was asked... Alas ~ why can't it be shared?

Jiang Zimo said: "Mo Li, don't always think about taking shortcuts, on the path of cultivation, there are no shortcuts to take!" "Alas~ I know, I know... I'm just complaining all of a sudden, and I don't really plan to take a shortcut!Anyway, what should I do now?Zimo, is it possible that every time I encounter something, I have to ask you to come out and solve it?" "It's unlikely, after all, I still have to leave your body to go to the demon world in the future, so you need to train yourself!"

I have to say, fate is really a wonderful thing, Jiang Zimo is in the demon world, he is completely a cold person, how to say it? He has a straight face all day long, as if everyone owes him money, so in the demon world, Jiang Zimo doesn't have many friends, but it's just not much, Jiang Zimo still has friends in the demon world, and the relationship is so good that they live and die together, but Mo Li feels different to Jiang Zimo.

The two have exchanged experiences, and they can feel each other's emotions, for Jiang Zimo, Mo Li is another self, which is why Jiang Zimo can talk so much to Mo Li.

As for Mo Li, he has lived in the phantom array created for him by his mother since he was a child, except for his sister Qian'er and his parents, everything else is an illusion! This is also why Mo Li's parents don't let him go out all the time, but he also knows some human feelings, especially after experiencing Jiang Zimo's tortuous life.

The two have different backgrounds and have something in common, and at the same time they have a little sympathy for each other, and the relationship between the two can be said to be very wonderful.

Jiang Zimo said: "Mo Li, next time I'll tell you, let me cut off the venison first!" "Oh oh oh, yes, haven't eaten yet?" Mo Li hurriedly relinquished control of his body.

Jiang Zimo controlled Mo Li's body and wanted to summon the underworld, but... Without... Mo Li wasted too much just now, Jiang Zimo had a black line on his face - pig teammates!!