"Shaoxia wants this demon seed?" Sun Baichuan looked at Mo Fei in surprise, but the latter's expression was hidden behind the mask, not knowing what he was thinking, "I remind Shaoxia, this dark purple demon seed is extraordinary, and the infection is extremely strong, I am afraid that Shaoxia will be swallowed and assimilated by it instead." ”

Mo Fei didn't explain anything, bent down at the place where Jiang Xin was originally dead, and picked the magic flower. The stem snapped, and the flower quickly withered, turning into a dark purple seed that fell into the palm of Mo Fei's hand.

As soon as the demon seed was formed, he began to desperately drill into Mo Fei's hand, and at this moment, he only needed to condense a layer of spiritual power on the surface of his palm, and he could easily block it out - this was also the way most monks prevented the erosion of the demon seed, but Mo Fei allowed it to sink into his skin.

The Divine Soul Void, the appearance of the dark purple sphere with teeth and claws, but before the offensive could be launched, a purple planet came running, stretched out two tentacles, and wrapped it, the dark purple sphere seemed to have seen a cat and mouse, and it couldn't resist at all, and it was devoured in three or two times, transforming into a satellite-like light cluster.

Sun Baichuan looked at Mo Fei in disbelief, until the latter said lightly, "Senior Sun doesn't have to be so nervous, Jiang Xin is completely gone." ”

Sun Baichuan breathed a sigh of relief, "I can't imagine that Shaoxia still has such a means...... he thought of a possibility in his heart, but he didn't ask.

Mo Fei knew that he probably regarded himself as a saint son who was born with the same nature as Ram Ginseng, but he didn't explain it, and asked, "I don't know what the seniors plan to do in the future?"

"I promised Shaoxia to serve you for three years, although Childe went, it was not Shaoxia's fault, and this promise is still valid. In the next three years, he will be driven by the young man. It's just that I hope that the young man will have some time, and when I settle them down one by one, I will come to listen to the errand. ”

Sun Baichuan said "they" naturally refers to the two daughters of Qingzi and the Shadow Guard, after repeated battles, now there are more than a dozen people left in the Shadow Guard, and there are only four foundation building monks left, but with the addition of Qing Nan and Zishu, they are the six foundation building monks, and they are also a force that cannot be underestimated.

"Flee in a hurry, where is there any place, just find a remote place to settle and take refuge, and wait for the rumors of this matter to pass, and then talk about other things. Saying that, he sighed, "Other people are good to say, Zishu's girl has a deep affection for her son, and she will definitely be depressed this time, so don't think about it." ”

Mo Fei didn't know whether what Sun Baichuan said was true or false, but now that he didn't have the strength to protect the other party, he didn't mention the matter of solicitation.

Later, a shadow guard came over and said that he wanted to erect a mound for the two of them, and Sun Baichuan said goodbye and left.

......

The next morning, it suddenly started to rain. In the drizzling rain, Mo Fei and the stone road man stood quietly. An invisible barrier stretched over the two of them, keeping the rain out.

In front of them was a small tomb, built with a thin layer of blue bricks, and a stone tablet was erected in front of the tomb, with only two simple names on it, which did not look at all like the resting place of the two monks.

Sun Baichuan took everyone away as soon as it was dawn, and it seemed that he didn't want to stay here for a moment.

After Mo Fei said goodbye to everyone, he came here and stood for a long time.

He was actually not familiar with Ram Ginseng, but when he heard the sigh before he died, he felt inexplicably depressed in his heart. He had understood the cruelty of the cultivation realm in the past, but he still couldn't get used to what he had seen with his own eyes.

These monks are like gods in the eyes of mortals, but they cannot escape the snare and are not free.

He remembered that when the tomb was erected earlier, Zishu muttered: "What about immortality is just a dream in the end." I couldn't help but sigh a little emotionally, "Shi Dao Chief, why are you practicing?"

Shi Daoren laughed at himself, "When I first built the foundation, I was full of spirit, and I also thought about immortality and eternity, but as the years went by, my cultivation was like instinct, and there was no novelty. It's probably just to protect myself and not want to die early. ”

This is said to be extremely negative, gloomy, probably not completely true, cultivating to the Jindan realm, who doesn't have a little real persistence?

But it's not all lies, there may be some resentment that is controlled by himself, Mo Fei didn't dig deeper, and said: "Originally, this is the case, I should take back control and let you go, but you also know that I am not such a good-hearted person, not to mention that there are indeed some things to worry about Shi Daochang, and at this moment, only you are I can trust." ”

If the Shidao people knew the language of the earth, they would definitely express their inner resentment, helplessness, contempt, and perfunctory feelings, but now they can only sigh, "There is nothing to say about being subject to people, but according to orders." ”

......

Mangshan, Mo Fei looked at the big pit like a quarry, and frowned, "You said that when you came last time, it wasn't like this?"

Shi Daoren looked at Mo Fei, as if he wanted to see something on his face, now that no one else was there, Mo Fei naturally didn't need to wear that mask anymore, judging from his reaction, he must know something, and the "amnesia" he said to Jiang Xin before was naturally fake.

Secretly guessing this, Shi Daoren's face was silent, "A few days ago, I had a year with Wenqi, although it was full of gravel, it still looked like a mountain. "It's not like now, where people move all the stones elsewhere and dig them into big holes.

Mo Fei didn't speak again, carefully examined it for a while, pointed to a mark on the wet soil that had been blurred for most of the time, and said, "This is a cow's hoof print?" Fortunately, it didn't rain much here, and there was only some water at the bottom of the big pit, otherwise after a heavy rain, nothing could be seen.

Shi Daoren looked at it, "Yes, but it's a little weird, it's bigger than the ordinary hoof prints, and there are only two rows, I'm afraid it's a bull demon." ”

After another look around, there was no other trace, "It seems that only that bull demon has been here." ”

"It alone hollowed out the entire mountain?" Although Mangshan was originally blown up, it would take a lot of effort to move so much rubble, "What kind of cultivation does this bull demon have?"

"I'm afraid there is a knot to go up. ”

Walking around the big pit, Mo Fei was surprised to find that it was a little too clean, and the bodies of the little demons who were killed by himself were gone.

Moreover, there was not a single fragment of the training chamber or anything like that, and there was not even a single stone larger than a fist in the pit, as if someone had sifted everything here through a sieve.

"The bull demon's behavior doesn't seem to be coincidental, it must be consciously looking for something. "And obviously, that thing either belongs to the little demons of Mangshan, or it belongs to Mo Fei.

Although he didn't know what went wrong, Mo Fei vaguely felt that he was being targeted by someone.

After inspecting it several times again, Shi Daoren also searched back and forth with his divine thoughts for a long time, and was sure that there would be no other clues, so the two left.