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"If you really reach the top of the Immortal Road and are invincible in the world, I want you to kill the Infinite Heaven Domain, kill all my enemies, and avenge my brother!"

The woman in green had a scorching look in her squinted apricot eyes, and this look fell on Wang Dong, who was standing facing him, and he understood, that ...... It's hatred. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Wang Dong didn't ask what the Infinite Heaven Domain was, nor did he ask what kind of enemy it was, and what kind of hatred made her so unforgettable.

For him, since he has received her great favor and has the opportunity to fulfill his lifelong dream, then, when the time comes, it is really not important to return her, and the rest.

What I ask for is very simple, whether it is a hero or a hero, as long as he can live a vigorous life and live up to this life, it is enough.

"Okay, I promise you,"

Wang Dong nodded, suddenly looked at the woman in green playfully, and said, "However, you won't believe me just because I open my mouth, right?"

"Hehe, that's natural, when you really have that day, I'm far from being your opponent, how can I force you to fulfill your promise?"

The woman in green smiled self-deprecatingly, and there seemed to be a gloom in her eyes, but she looked at Wang Dong solemnly and said, "Wang Dong, if you want me to teach you peerless magic skills and do my best to help you reach the top of the immortal path, you have to sign the 'Netherworld Life and Death Curse' with me." ”

"Nether Life and Death Curse?" Wang Dong was stunned and looked at the woman in green suspiciously.

"Yes, this Netherworld Life and Death Spell requires two people who make a spell, each of them to sacrifice a drop of essence blood, a wisp of divine soul can be completed, when the spell is made, you must be sincere, and there must not be a trace of luck and deception, otherwise this spell will not be successful. ”

Wang Dong nodded, and listened to the other party continue: "Once this Netherworld Life and Death Curse is spelled, from that moment on, the two sides of the spell will be connected, and life and death will be tied together.

To put it simply, it is to live and die together, this kind of death is the common death of the soul and the body, whether you are an immortal, a demon or a demon, all of them cannot be an exception. ”

Wang Dong stared at the eyes of the woman in green and said, "You want to clamp me down with this method?"

"What, do you want to regret it?" I," a chill flashed in the eyes of the woman in green, but she was interrupted by Wang Dong waving her hand.

"Who said I want to regret it? I will die if you die, and I will live if you give birth, which is fair. ”

"It's just,"

Wang Dong smiled freely, but the circles under his eyes gradually reddened, and said in a low voice: "Why can't you hurry up, I, I want to see my father sooner." ”

"You?"

The woman in green just stared, and the next moment she suddenly smiled and breathed a sigh of relief, she gently stretched out a spring onion jade finger, and pointed at Wang Dong's eyebrows......

......

The whole cave was cold and damp, and there was a bone-chilling chill in the air.

But the king sat cross-legged on the ground, as if he were under the scorching sun, and as if he was beside the blazing blacksmith's furnace.

He was shaking like chaff, sweating profusely as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Strands of wet hair stuck to his scalp one by one, and dense beads of sweat the size of beans continued to emerge from his broad forehead, flowing through the two tightly wrinkled thick eyebrows, rolling down his thin and pale cheeks.

It hurts, it hurts indescribably!

Wang Dong never expected that with the repeated movements of the woman in green, this continuous pain that went straight to the depths of his soul would come so violently, and he didn't know if he was still alive.

He could only grit his teeth desperately, and burst out a spell from between his teeth, and he should be with the woman in green who was sitting cross-legged opposite, equally unbearable.

“...... My king is willing to break his oath and be scattered under the curse of life and death. ”

“...... I, Zhu Ling, violated my oath and was willing to be scattered under the curse of life and death. ”

When the last word finally came out with a trill, and his vision was blurred, Wang Dong looked at the woman in green who was also crumbling opposite, and barely squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying,

"Original...... It turns out that your name is Zhu... Zhu Ling, good, good sound......"

"Hey, you, wake up......"

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"Hey, Zhu Ling, didn't you say that you sucked all the essence of this old guy's body?

Wang Dongjing half-squatted on the ground with his bare chest, looking curiously at the woman in green who was kneeling beside him.

The woman in green, oh, Zhu Ling held a half-foot-long dagger in her right hand, waving quickly on a two-foot-sized, scumbag-scumy pocket version of ancient pine.

With the incessant sound of sharp blades breaking through the wind, I saw dozens of slender and curved brown roots, and seven or eight palm-sized pieces of dark brown cracked bark, falling to the ground with a clatter.

"What is the essence? That's called the Wood Spirit Essence, one of the five elements essence, if you don't understand it, listen to it......"

Zhu Ling glanced at Wang Dong, since the two of them completed the Netherworld Life and Death Curse, which means that they lived and died together, Zhu Ling looked at Wang Dong much more pleasing to the eye, and spoke even more casually.

In order to make Wang Dong understand all kinds of common sense on the way to cultivating immortals as soon as possible, she can be said to be extremely patient, and she has to answer all questions to do all aspects of the pre-entry education of the immortal sect to him.

"First of all, I want to affirm that not all the essence of its body has been sucked by me, and less than half of it has been left in your body by me, helping you do what I said before,"

Zhu Ling's slender eyebrows were lightly raised, and she deliberately accentuated the tone on the word "all",

"Furthermore, if a wood-attribute life body like flowers, plants, and trees cultivates into a demon after gaining a spirit, it will gradually give birth to a natal essence as it cultivates, that is, the essence of the wood spirit.

And the essence of the wood spirit is not only the foundation of the life of this kind of wood demon, it will also continue to nourish every part of the wood demon's body, the higher the cultivation, the more essence, the more objects will be nourished.

And these skins, branches, fibrous roots, etc., which are constantly nourished year after year, will become more and more bizarre, and some of them are extremely tough, and can be refined into offensive and defensive magic weapons such as bracers, leather armor, flying swords, etc., by immortal cultivators.

Although some of them are not tough, they have a powerful medicinal power that ordinary herbs cannot match, and they can be refined by immortal cultivators into a panacea to improve their cultivation. ”

"Huh?" Wang Dong couldn't help but cry out in surprise.

Although he had long expected the Xuanqi of cultivating immortals, and on the first day of winter every year, he hid from afar and watched those immortal sect members come riding the crane imperial sword, and went to Red Maple City to select qualified young people to enter the door wall, but after all, it was a superficial and general understanding.

But Zhu Ling's in-depth explanation made him unbelievable, and at the same time, he really felt the tip of the iceberg of the mysterious immortal cultivation world, as if one foot had stepped into a mysterious and psychedelic new world with infinite attraction.

So after Wang Dong was surprised, he was busy holding his breath and listening very carefully, for fear of missing a word.

Seeing Wang Dong staring at herself with her ears straight for a moment, Zhu Ling was very satisfied, she chuckled through the thin veil covering her face: "In short, the way to cultivate immortals is to cultivate to old age, learn to be old, just don't be slack and complacent, and now you don't have to be in a hurry." ”

As she spoke, she reached out and picked up a piece of palm-sized dark brown bark from a pile of bits and pieces on the ground, threw it to Wang Dong opposite, and said:

"Let's just say that the old pine bark on the body of this dryad, don't look at it cracked like a turtle shell, it looks inconspicuous, but a few pieces can be worn together to make a simple bracer, and the ordinary sword worn on the wrist is difficult to hurt,

If it is carefully refined into a defensive magic weapon by an immortal cultivator who is proficient in refining weapons, it will be able to resist offensive magic weapons of the same level. ”

"And this,"

Zhu Ling picked and chose among a bunch of brown fibrous roots, selected a three-inch long tail finger thick and pinched it in his hand, looked up at Wang Dong, and said:

"Although this fibrous root is not tough, it has the magical power of dispelling wind and dehumidifying, if it is refined into a spirit pill, it can specifically treat those immortal cultivators who have gone wrong due to fighting, or when cultivating, causing the wind evil yin qi to enter the body, and this ......"

"Wait," Wang Dong suddenly shouted, he stared at the fibrous root and said eagerly, "You said it can dispel wind and dampness?"

Zhu Ling was taken aback by his startled actions, and said angrily: "Yes, it can dispel wind and dehumidify, what's wrong?"

Wang Dong ignored her yin and yang weirdness, and asked with a nervous face: "Then if it can't be refined into a spirit pill for the time being, then, if it is boiled into a decoction and given to ordinary people to take, will its medicinal power still have an effect?"

"Of course there is, but most of the medicinal power will be wasted and it will not be able to be used to the extreme...... Hey, hey, Wang Dong, what do you do, you let go, you let go of me,"

As soon as Zhu Ling's words were halfway through, she suddenly saw Wang Dong, who was squatting next to her, her eyes lit up violently, and then she pounced over like a bare-chested leopard, grabbing her little hand, and she was suddenly shocked and angry.

"Zhu Ling, you let go, let go, don't let go,"

"Hey, hey, hey, this thing is mine,"

Wang Dong grabbed the fibrous root that he snatched from Zhu Ling, squatted aside and smirked vigorously, just like a chicken thief who stole chickens.

"Smack,"

Zhu Ling slapped Wang Dong viciously, "Wang Dong, are you?"

Wang Dong shrugged his shoulders indifferently and chuckled: "It's my father, my father has been cold for many years." ”

"Ahh

Zhu Ling smiled unnaturally, looking at the bright red slap print on Wang Dong's thin and resolute cheeks, for some reason, she suddenly lost her mind slightly......

"Hey, Zhu Ling, what are you doing in a daze, are other things still useful?"

Wang Dong's shouting woke Zhu Ling up violently, and she looked at Wang Dong suspiciously after an "ah", "What, what's wrong?"

Wang Dong pointed to a pile of bits and pieces on the ground, looked up with a glint in his eyes, and asked, "I mean, is this rest of the thing also a treasure?"

Zhu Ling glanced at Wang Dong strangely, subconsciously cocked her slender and white fingers, slowly pulled a strand of hair hanging down on the tulle on her cheeks behind her ear, lowered her head and said softly: "Well, although they are not as precious as those two pieces of Fang Cai, they are not much different." ”

When she spoke, Zhu Ling secretly glanced at Wang Dong, and saw that he did not look at herself, but stared directly at the pile of ugly roots and bark on the ground, rubbing her hands excitedly, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time she was a little inexplicably lost.

She suddenly became inexplicably annoyed, coldly grabbed the fibrous bark on the ground, and smashed it to Wang Dong one by one: "Give it to you, give it to you, I'll give it to you......"