I don't know when it snowed again, and the snowflakes fell from the sky.

Within a radius of thirty steps around Zhu Pingman, an invisible protective shield protected the glade. The snowflakes fell, but as if they had encountered some obstacle, they melted into tiny droplets in mid-air and drifted away with the wind.

The snow outside the protective cover had accumulated a thick layer, and Mo Lin, who had been fighting with the dragon soul since before the snow fell, still showed no signs of victory, and his vital signs were getting weaker and weaker.

"Lao Zhu, what do you think?" Xiao Bai anxiously circled around Mo Lin, but it didn't dare to approach, lest the demonic energy on its body trigger the backlash of the Golden Needle Lock Dragon Array in Mo Lin's body, which would harm Mo Lin.

"I don't know." Zhu Pingman's answer was very neat, but it aroused Xiaobai's strong dissatisfaction.

"You've got a way to do it!" Xiaobai said indignantly.

Zhu Pingman has actually been trying to find a way, but the danger is too high, and he refuses to use it until the last moment. Hearing Xiao Bai's urging, he walked up to Mo Lin, stretched out his palm, and shrouded a green light on Mo Lin's body.

"His psionic energy has been depleted, his breathing is weak, his heartbeat has slowed, his pupils are dilated, and his vitality is half gone." Zhu Ping said lightly.

"It's good that you know, if he goes on like this, he'll soon be swallowed by the dragon soul." Xiao Bai Dao, as the head of the Nine Demon Kings, has completely stood on Mo Lin's position.

"Wait a little longer......" Zhu Pingman couldn't make up his mind, although a serious illness requires a strong medicine, but a dose of strong medicine may also cure the patient to death.

"What are you waiting for, you're already dying. I know your solution is to unlock the Golden Needle Lock Dragon Array, so don't hesitate! Xiaobai impatiently jumped to Zhu Pingman's side and said.

Zhu Pingman also found that the vitality in Mo Lin's body was rapidly draining, and the battle with the dragon soul consumed more spiritual power, but spiritual power was also supported by vitality, once the spirit was exhausted, the death of ** was inevitable.

After hesitating, Zhu Pingman finally decided to make a move, and the green light that was originally covering Mo Lin's body cracked, divided into hundreds of green rays, and gathered on the one hundred and eight most important joint acupoints on Mo Lin's body.

The green light flashed, and one hundred and eight green rays drilled into Mo Lin's body together, and attached directly to the golden needle.

The Golden Needle Lock Dragon Array was originally used to suppress the dragon soul, and if Zhu Pingman didn't do anything, the awakening of the dragon soul would still be far away.

At this moment, Zhu Pingman put away the prohibition he had made, and the Golden Needle Lock Dragon Array got rid of the restraints and immediately regained its power.

"Woohoo!" Half of Mo Lin's hideous face twitched more and more, and a desperate roar erupted from his mouth.

"You despicable humans!" The dragon soul howled, driving Mo Lin's body back and forth on the ground.

Golden points of light appeared on Mo Lin's body, and the crimson scales dimmed, although it had great strength, but in the face of the dragon array that specialized in restraining the golden needle lock, the dragon soul still withered.

"I'm going to kill you!" The dragon soul roared unwillingly, but his voice was faint.

"You don't have a chance." Mo Lin's voice finally sounded, although it was a little weak, but it looked very stubborn.

"Why don't you accept my power, don't you really want to be stronger?" The dragon soul felt that the power of the Golden Needle Lock Dragon Array was getting stronger and stronger, and its power was being rapidly weakened, and it couldn't help but change its tone.

"I said it a long time ago, no need to talk nonsense." Mo Lin has just been forced to a desperate situation by the dragon soul, and as long as he delays for a while, he may be devoured by the dragon soul.

The Golden Needle Lock Dragon Array helped Mo Lin and pulled him back from the edge of the cliff, and taking advantage of the greatly weakened power of the dragon soul, Mo Lin couldn't take a break and launched a counterattack against the dragon soul in his consciousness.

The battle in consciousness is a contest of tenacity of will. Mo Lin, who had endured countless hardships since he was a child, had already had a will like steel, and although Fang Cai was far inferior to the dragon soul in terms of spiritual power, he could also hold on for a long time. At this moment, he had the advantage, and he was even more merciless, forcing the dragon soul to a dead end like a storm sweeping away leaves.

The dragon soul was firmly suppressed by Mo Lin's consciousness, and he was defeated and retreated. It was no longer threatening, but replaced with a begging tone: "Don't destroy me, I can give you strength." I will be your slave and give you my strength. ”

"I'm not rare!" Mo Lin yelled, he is not afraid of power, and he will not leave a disaster for the world because of small profits. 3 His will became stronger and stronger, and his spiritual power skyrocketed with the help of the Golden Needle Lock Dragon Array, launching a wave of stormy impact, engulfing the increasingly weak dragon soul.

The dragon soul was still struggling, and it roared, "If you swallow me, your body will collapse too!" ”

"Then let's die together." Mo Lin's originally calm half of his face showed a fierce expression.

"Aren't you afraid of death?" The dragon soul shouted in fear that once its will was destroyed, it would be completely destroyed. I thought Mo Lin was still a child, but I didn't expect that he had the will to surpass the dragon, which was something that the dragon soul never thought of when he chose to possess him.

What the dragon soul didn't know was that Mo Lin grew up in a difficult environment, suffered countless setbacks but still insisted on his dream, how could he do it if he didn't have a strong spiritual force to support him.

The difference with the dragon soul is that Mo Lin's spiritual power is not supported by strong strength, but it has invincible toughness, while the spiritual power of the dragon soul is completely dependent on strength and becomes strong. Compared with the dragon soul, Mo Lin is simply like a cockroach that can't be killed, tenacious to the end, and will never give in. And the dragon soul is an empty shell of a paper tiger, which looks scary, and when it encounters a hard bone like Mo Lin, it will eventually reveal its fragile side.

"Die or die!" Mo Lin burst out with the strongest spiritual power, his will reached its peak in an instant, and the spiritual power that rushed forward was like a lion, opening its mouth to swallow the dragon soul and twist it into pieces.

The dragon soul let out a final terrible scream and dispersed from Mo Lin's consciousness.

"It worked!" Seeing that the asymmetrical expressions on both sides of Mo Lin gradually eased, and finally returned to their original appearance, and the crimson scales and dragon horns and dragon tail on Mo Lin's body also lost their red light and retracted back into his body little by little, Xiao Bai couldn't help but shout with joy.

The corners of Zhu Pingman's eyes were already moist, and he took the opportunity to drink and quietly wiped away his tears. He was so clear about what Mo Lin had endured, as if he had seen his master and brother, he knew that Mo Lin would definitely become a great hero, because he had willpower that ordinary people could not match, which was a prerequisite for becoming a hero.

Mo Lin lay quietly on the ground, the scales, dragon horns and tail were gone, but they left scars on his body, but fortunately, those wounds were scabbed and did not bleed.

But what is even more terrifying is the impact on Mo Lin's body, his mental power and physical strength have dried up, and his vitality has reached a dying point, and he may die at any time.

At this moment, somewhere in Mooladhara, a cool spring of water came up, and soon spread all over the body, tenaciously preserving the vitality of Molin.

"Is it the power of jade paste......" Mo Lin thought in his heart, he was originally groggy and wanted to sleep for a long time and never wake up again, but because of this coolness, he gradually recovered his fighting spirit.

Zhu Pingman and Xiaobai were about to come to the rescue, when they saw that the blood on Mo Lin's face had recovered a little, they looked at each other suspiciously, and exchanged a happy look.

Mo Lin, who was almost prostration, didn't have the slightest strength, he couldn't even open his eyes, he wanted to open his mouth to say something several times, but he couldn't control his tongue and lips.

Xiaobai leaned into Mo Lin's ear and said, "Boss, you won!" ”

Mo Lin moved his eyelids slightly, which was a response. The battle with the dragon soul was like a nightmare, he didn't know when it started and when it ended, he just felt scared. He couldn't imagine what would become of him after being devoured by the dragon soul, but fortunately, he was the victor in the end.

Zhu Pingman put his palm on Mo Lin's navel, and a green light merged into Mo Lin's body, and this power and jade paste fused together, and soon filled Mo Lin's whole body.

With a slight strength in his body, Mo Lin slowly opened his eyes, and at first glance, he saw Zhu Pingman and Xiaobai's concerned gazes, and couldn't help but say, "Thank you for ......"

"Haha, the boss is fine!" Xiao Bai happily jumped on Mo Lin's chest and rubbed his tail against him.

"Mo Lin, you're doing a good job." Zhu Pingman deliberately controlled his tone, but he still couldn't hide the trembling in it.

"Is that win?" Mo Lin felt like a big dream, and the bones in his whole body were broken, and it seemed that as long as he moved, he would immediately fall apart.

"It's just the first step." Zhu Ping said, "You just scattered the consciousness of the dragon soul, but the power of the dragon soul is still attached to one hundred and eight golden needles, if you can't take them for your own use, sooner or later they will harm you." ”

"Take it for yourself?"

Zhu Pingman nodded: "You kid walked around the ghost gate for a while, and it is already a big bargain to survive." Now that the power of the dragon soul is as you want, even I am a little jealous of you. ”

"Really?" Mo Lin was overjoyed in his heart, relieved of the big trouble of dragon soul possession, and he could regain his dream again. And listening to Zhu Pingman's words, it seems that he is one step closer to his dream.

"Hehe, as long as the boss works hard to cultivate, he will be able to refine the power of the dragon soul in less than three years, and then he will be invincible in the world." Xiaobai said proudly.

"Three years?" Mo Lin became excited, although his body had not yet recovered, he couldn't wait to start cultivating immediately.

"Don't rush it." Zhu Pingman saw Mo Lin's thoughts, "You need to rest now, and there are still a lot of aftermath things to do." ”

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Molong becomes a small dictionary

Today, someone said that the problem of the Mo family was raised, so let's talk about the Mo family in the small dictionary column.

In Chinese history, the founder of the Mohists was called Mo Zhai, a very genius figure, not only a thinker, but also a scientist, who is said to have studied epistemology, logic, geometry, geometric optics, and statics in depth.

Mo Zhai has 53 articles of Mozi that have been handed down, mainly talking about ten ideological propositions such as love and non-attack.

They live a simple life: they are clothed in fur brown, and they live in a simple way. (Straw sandals) for clothing, day and night, to self-suffering as the extreme.

They pay attention to practice: Kong Xi is not warm, and ink is not abrupt.

Their ideals are noble: to put their heels on the top and benefit the world, for it.

They are reckless in life: they go to the soup and fight the blade, and they do not turn their heels in death.

Among the ink scholars, those who engage in debate are called ink debates, and those who are engaged in martial arts are called ink warriors. The leader of the ink masters is called the giant, and all the ink masters must strictly abide by the leadership and command of the giant, and the organization is extremely disciplined.

The relationship between the number of words, let's talk about it here today, and continue to talk about the setting of the Mo family in this book tomorrow.

Please remember that history is completely different from the story told in this book, so don't get it wrong.