In the end, Dongfang Mo picked up the spirit beast bag and put away the spirit insect bag containing a large group of mutant spirit insects.

A large swarm of mutant spirit insects, if there is no matrix, then it will require his huge divine sense power to control. And in these eighteen layers of hell, he has no divine sense.

In addition, even if there is a mother, that mother still needs a mental connection to suppress and control it. Moreover, after cultivating for so many years, that mother body has been devoured several times, and if it is released in this situation in the eighteenth layer of hell, there may be a danger of being eaten again.

On the other hand, the white monkey, this beast is not strictly speaking, Dongfang Mo's spiritual pet, and the reason why he follows him is entirely because of the Seven Miao Tree in his hand.

Therefore, there was no restraint between him and this beast at all, such as divine consciousness or blood contract.

Releasing this beast is the best choice for Dongfang Mo.

When he thought of this, Dongfang Mo picked up the spirit tooth stone embryo, put it at the mouth of the spirit insect bag, and then carefully inspected it.

Although there was a little aura in the spirit tooth stone embryo, it was quite troublesome for him to mobilize it.

Just when Dongfang Mo was thinking about how to release the white monkey in it, he suddenly saw a flash of spiritual light on the round jade ring at the mouth of the spirit insect bag.

Then to Dongfang Mo's surprise, the aura in the spirit tooth stone embryo suddenly surged. Then he poured it into the spirit beast bag and submerged in it.

In the next breath, the white light at the mouth of the spirit beast's bag rose sharply, and with a "whoosh", a palm-sized white shadow swept out of it.

It's just that as soon as Fang appeared, this white light suddenly fell sharply, and landed at Dongfang Mo's feet with a thud.

If you look closely, it is the little white monkey.

What is striking is that at this moment, the beast's original silver-white fur has dimmed a lot, which makes Dongfang Mo guess that this little white monkey should also be greatly suppressed in the eighteenth layer of hell.

But even so, the familiar cunning and glint in the eyes of the little white monkey still existed.

After appearing, the little white monkey seemed to feel the loss of mana in its body, and couldn't help but grin in anger.

Immediately after that, it looked at Dongfang Mo, and then crossed its waist with one hand, stretched out its furry fingers with the other, and pointed to Dongfang Mo's mouth and issued a grunt question.

Dongfang Mo has long been accustomed to the stubbornness of this monkey, and when he saw this beast appear, he only heard him say: "This place is called the eighteenth layer of hell, and the world where we were originally located are two pieces of time and space. And in these eighteen layers of hell, it is impossible to use the spiritual energy in the body. ”

After hearing his words, the little white monkey's eyes rolled, analyzing the meaning of Dongfang Mo's words.

Although unable to speak, this beast is extremely intelligent. I saw that its eyes were closed, and it began to feel something carefully.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo was surprised, but did not make a sound to disturb.

In a few moments, he saw the small body of the beast trembling.

Not only that, but from its dull skin, there was a sudden flash of silver.

It's just that soon, this silver light suddenly hibernated again, as if it was powerless.

At the same time, the little white monkey opened its eyes and glanced at Dongfang Mo intentionally or unintentionally, wanting to see if Dongfang Mo had noticed anything strange about it before.

And when he saw Dongfang Mo looking at it, with a smile on his face, the little white monkey chuckled in his heart, looking a little weak.

But then, it snorted twice in feigned composure, and then folded its arms in its hands and raised its head proudly.

Seeing this, I only listened to Dongfang Mo Dao: "Poor Dao can see that you can exert your mana!" ”

Hearing this, the little white monkey shook its head like a rattle.

Seeing its expression, Dongfang Mo knew the answer. At the same time, he secretly said in his heart, the alien beasts are really different, in the eighteenth layer of hell, they can all use the mana in their bodies.

As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but look at the shadows beneath his feet. The shadow of his spirit pet was hidden in the shadows beneath his feet, but after stepping into the eighteenth layer of hell for so long, he still couldn't feel the existence of this beast.

In his opinion, the little white monkey who didn't have the slightest mental connection with him could get out of the spirit beast bag with the aura in the spirit tooth stone embryo, and his shadow could do the same.

But he didn't know that it was precisely because of the spiritual connection between him and the shadow that this beast was sealed, and it could not break free from the shackles of the shadow under his feet at all.

After shaking away the distracting thoughts, Dongfang Mo looked at the little white monkey and smiled, and then began to explain to the beast.

And the thing he explained was extremely simple, that is, in these eighteen layers of hell, let this beast not run around, because he didn't have the magic power to find it back.

It's just that whether the white monkey will listen to his words or not, that's another matter.

After explaining, Dongfang Mo left the bedroom with the white monkey.

Dongfang Mo walked with his hands behind his back, while the little white monkey stood on his shoulders with his arms folded.

Leaving the dormitory, he bumped into Aomulan and Mu Han head-on. When the second daughter saw the white monkey on his shoulder, they all showed a look of surprise.

They had all seen this spirit beast before, but what made them strange was that after Dongfang Mo fell into the eighteenth layer of hell with them, he should not be able to use a trace of mana in his body, how did he take out his spirit pet.

With doubts in her heart, Qing Mulan spoke: "This is the spirit pet of the junior brother?" ”

Dongfang Mo smiled incomprehensibly and did not give any explanation.

But the second daughter still saw the answer at a glance from Dongfang Mo's face. Although they had expected it, they were more and more surprised. The secret path is not what method Dongfang Mo used to be able to use the mana in his body.

Dongfang Mo was in a good mood, he turned a blind eye to the surprise on the second daughter's face, and only heard him tease: "Senior Sister Qing, Elder Mu, you don't need to warm up the bed so early today, Poor Dao doesn't want to rest yet." ”

Qing Mulan and Mu Han were accustomed to his ridicule, and at this time they only heard Qing Mulan say: "The two of us are here to tell my junior brother, and the imperial court has sent someone to inform you that there is movement at the entrance of the next floor." ”

"Oh?"

Dongfang Mo's face showed a hint of joy.

"After a year, people on the second floor should be able to arrive on time. It's just that it's far away from that entrance, so I'll be arranged to go to my destination in the near future. ”

"Good!"

Dongfang Mo nodded.

It has been four years since they came to this world, and there is still one year left before they can go to the second level of the eighteen layers of hell.

On the second level, you should be able to use a little mana. For Dongfang Mo, even if he had a little mana, he could use a lot of means at that time. When you encounter someone like Fu Long Sheng, you can easily kill it.

As soon as he thought of Fu Long Sheng, Dongfang Mo's eyes showed a hint of murderous intent, and at the same time, he also looked sideways at the little white monkey on his shoulder.

According to his speculation, the white monkey can use mana here, but there should be some restrictions.

But no matter what the restriction was, as long as this beast could use mana, it would be extremely easy to kill the Fulong Saint.

It's just that the other party has become extremely honest after the lesson of the last separation, and he has never provoked him in the past few years.

And he has some of the same scruples as Xiao Li, that is, killing people in the eighteenth layer of hell will not hinder him from leaving this world. So after taking a breath, Dongfang Mo temporarily suppressed the killing intention against the other party.

He only hoped that the Fulong Saint wouldn't come to provoke him.

With this thought in his heart, he continued on his way.

The next thing he has to do is wait for a year to come.

……

A year passed in the blink of an eye, and in this year, Ethereal Mountain welcomed two more monks. The two of them, a man and a woman, are both Terrans, and judging from their faces, they are very strange, and Dongfang Mo doesn't know them.

He also changed his past and lost interest in going to communicate with the two and find out the news.

On this day, I saw more than 20 monks from the Ethereal Mountain, including Dongfang Mo, all gathered and appeared.

Among them, there are also Xiao Li and Na Fu Long Sheng, as well as the red smoke that follows Fu Long Sheng.

And where they were, there was a strange mountain in the dark. These strange mountains are bare, with no vegetation on them. And in the turbulent mountains, there are still puffs of pale black mist. From a distance, the fog is a tumbling beast.

Dongfang Mo and the others gathered in a small area, and around them, there were quite a few other people.

And these people, like them, were monks, but they came from different capitals.

Looking left and right, there were hundreds of people.

Dongfang Mo scanned the crowd to see if it was an acquaintance, but the result was a big disappointment for him.

Right now, in addition to these monks, the people of the imperial court who escorted them had stopped long ago, and mortals could only watch from a distance.

The little white monkey was still standing on Dongfang Mo's shoulder, and his eyes were looking at the depths of the mountains, looking extremely serious.

"Goo Goo ......"

Suddenly, all I heard was a cry from the beast's mouth.

Dongfang Mo raised his head with some sense, and followed the beast's gaze.

Then his pupils shrank, and he saw that the black fog from the mountains was still surging, becoming more and more gloomy, and then there were two vertical rows on the left and right, and vague figures appeared.

Before they could see the appearance of these figures, Dongfang Mo and the others had already judged their identities.

For from the mouths of these people came the sound of the recitation of the scriptures in unison.

These people, without exception, are all Buddhist monks.

In just a moment, everyone was in an uproar, and the voices of discussion came and went. Not only that, but the eyes and faces of some people, facing the two rows of monks that gradually appeared clearly from the black mist, also showed obvious unkindness and even murderous intentions.

If it weren't for the people of Buddhism, they would never be in this place now.