Several people in the room knelt on the ground, looking determined to stay for the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

Xiao Hanyan glanced at the pale young man, the stubborn attachment was stronger than in her memory, she took a deep breath, ignored Li Yunshen and the others who were kneeling on the ground, and left ruthlessly.

Seeing Xiao Hanyan flick his sleeves and leave with a thin and angry face, Beiming's cultivation collapsed, and the desolation of grief enveloped his heart.

She really wanted to chase him away......

Even if you don't want to accept this fact.

Even if I haven't done anything out of the ordinary in my life.

"Tick!" Hot tears streaked across the skinny outline, and Bei Mingxiu only felt that his eyes were very sour.

The warmth of his fingertips was moist, and he smiled desolately, and he thought that his tears had already fallen away......

Li Yunshen saw that Bei Ming Xiu looked like he was dead, and he didn't feel good in his heart.

After all, he was the youngest and cultivated very hard, and his talent was better than his own, but why did the sect master have to let the family go?

Could it be just because the words of the cultivator disciple had angered the sect master before?

Li Yun couldn't figure it out.

"You get up first, although I don't know how you provoked the sect master to drive you away, but you can stay and heal your injuries before leaving." Leng Qingshuang got up first and stretched out his hand to help the Northern Meditation Cultivator, they were Yunhe Peak who came together, naturally they didn't want him to go.

However, who dared to disobey the sect master's order, so Leng Qingshuang could only comfort him appropriately, but he didn't know if it would work......

The face under the mask of Jimo Jun was also very distressed, and he scratched his head: "Actually, although the sect master wants to drive you away on the surface, he also gives you time to recuperate from your injuries, or if you don't cultivate in the north, you will be thick-skinned and delay for a few days while you are injured?" And then look for a chance, what ......?"

After closing his words, Li Yunshen looked at it and didn't agree very much: "The temper of the sect master is the same, although you haven't been here for a long time, have you ever seen the sect master say that you can't do it?" ”

"yes, she's always been like that!" It was the Northern Meditation who spoke.

Leng Qingshuang listened to his words, and always felt that something was wrong, what "She has always been like this?" "How could I hear the feeling that the Northern Meditation Cultivator knew the sect master very well.

Although she was a little puzzled in her heart, she saw that Bei Mingxiu looked very unruly, and it was inconvenient for her to ask more, so she thought about it too much.

"Thank you for your plea just now, please go out first, I want to be quiet now." Bei Mingxiu's head was lowered and he couldn't see his expression at the moment.

Li Yunshen and the others glanced at each other a few times, and felt that the sudden birth of the Northern Immortal Cultivator was because he was going to leave the Qi Sect in the future and could no longer stay here to cultivate, so he must have said this because he was uncomfortable in his heart.

While regretting it, I didn't care much about it.

Leaving only a good rest, the three of them left the house of the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

There was only one person left in the room, and he clutched his heart, his waist slumped on his side beside the bed, his face distorted, and layers of fine sweat broke out, as if he was suffering great pain.

The constricted brow was soaked with the sweat that flowed from the strands in front of his forehead, and after a while, a force burst out from the dantian in the body of the Northern Immortal Cultivator swept over him.

Gradually, the mellow and rich spiritual power was nourishing his lost body, and at the same time, he felt that the fatigue in his body was slowly disappearing, and it was replaced by the comfort of the whole body.

More continuous power poured out from the dantian, and a strange mark faintly appeared on his forehead......

Bei Ming Xiu felt that his cultivation and strength in his previous life were actually recovering, and he couldn't help but be happy in his heart!

Bei Mingxiu suddenly felt some strange heat on his forehead, he hurriedly stood up, and staggered outside the house.

Sitting down in front of a puddle of water, brushing up the wet hair in front of his forehead.

When the figure was reflected in the water, I could also see the mark on my forehead, which was a lifelike and bewitching ink lotus.

Whether it was on the face or in the heart, the Northern Meditation Cultivator was extremely shocked!

This mark ...... It's what he looked like after his demonization in his previous life!

"No......" Northern Meditation Cultivator didn't want to admit this fact.

His eyes were scarlet, and he angrily slapped his palm at the reflection in the puddle, and the uncontrollable palm force suddenly slapped a hole in the ground that was originally paved with green bricks.

The trees in the courtyard were affected by the scattered force, and they shook the leaves all over the branches fiercely, and in an instant, the branches were bald, and the leaves fell all over the ground, and the green brick floor became more and more wet.

If the Northern Meditation Cultivator was overjoyed, shocked, and confused when he first found himself back, then now he is full of confusion, fear, and sadness.

It was also the first time he felt that the distance between heaven and hell was so close......

That person hated monsters the most in his life, and he was like this now, which meant that he had to leave the Qi Sect.

Maybe she wouldn't kill him, but was it possible?

The Northern Cultivator was desolate and prostrate on the edge of the pit, extremely frustrated.

He didn't dare bet because he was afraid to see her disappointed eyes......

That would be tantamount to putting yourself to death!

He has always minded his identity, why can he only be an apprentice?

Bei Ming Xiu got up, slowly raised his hand and gathered all his strength in his palm, his face relieved.

Instead of waiting for her to kill herself, it is better to take advantage of this and end it!

As soon as his eyes closed, the powerful power hit the Heavenly Spirit Gai without hesitation.

Bei Mingxiu didn't feel any pain coming, and he opened his inky black eyes in confusion.

The eyes are miniaturized.

In front of him was an old man in a black robe with black smoke all over his body, with white hair and only a simple wooden hairpin in place, and the other party's face seemed to be a little anxious and happy at the moment.

"Elder Nightmare?" Northern Meditation Cultivator was not much surprised by the arrival of the black-robed old man, and some were just puzzled.

The black-robed old man, who was called to be the old man, withdrew his hand, bent his knees in front of the Northern Cultivator, and said in a respectful tone: "It is not easy for the Emperor to return, why can't you think about it?" ”

"How did you know about me!" Bei Ming Xiu got up and asked fiercely.

He died in his last life because...... Thinking of this, the obscurity in Bei Mingxiu's heart became stronger and stronger.

Wei Lao got up and said slowly: "Wei Jun don't have to wonder, the old man's remnant soul has already gone beyond the Six Realms, immortal and immortal, the moment you reversed the reincarnation and went back in time, the old man also came back with him, but he woke up a little later than you, but fortunately, it was still in time." ”

Bei Mingxiu was still sitting on the soaked ground, his whole body was messy, this body was still when he was fourteen years old, too thin and thin, and the old man's white eyebrows inevitably wrinkled.

Seeing the change in the facial expression of the old man, Bei Ming Xiu got up, his legs had been bent for a long time, and he was already numb, and his body was unstable and almost fell.

Wei Lao is just a remnant soul, and he can't touch the real thing normally, so naturally he can't help him.

Bei Mingxiu walked back to the house, and the words of the old man just now were regarded as reminding him of the purpose of coming back, thinking of his actions just now, he felt terrified when he recalled it.

What if it's a demon? Now that his strength is fully restored, with the help of the old man, he can just cast some spells to cover up the demonic aura.

Entering the house, Bei Ming Xiu stroked the upper and lower dantians with his hands, and bursts of strong vitality cultivation came from the fiery abdominal cavity through the skin and flesh.

Exploring with a virtual finger, the previous strength seems to have recovered to eighty percent, and in terms of cultivation alone, there are also sixteen levels, and in the current world, counting the few high cultivators who are strong.

This is quite gratifying for the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

After the old man floated in, he has been hanging in mid-air, in order to prevent the Northern Meditation Cultivation from committing suicide, he forcibly used his mana, and now the black smoke coming out of his body gradually changed from thick to translucent, like water and ink, gray and light, seeing that the Northern Meditation Cultivator's mood has improved, he dared to speak: "Congratulations to the Emperor of the Darkness for recovering his strength." ”

Bei Ming Xiu ignored Elder Wei's words, his face was deep, although he had regained his strength, he was facing the situation of being driven away by his master.

I must find a way to stay, and those three disciples who suddenly became extra...... Bei Mingxiu's eyes gradually darkened and cold.

Elder Wei: "Now that the Lord has regained his strength, when will he leave for the Nightmare Realm?" ”

The Nightmare Realm and the Demon Domain originally belonged to the same sect, but later because of the contradiction between the two powerful cultivators in the sect, there was a fierce infighting, and in a fit of anger, they led the disciples to form their own factions.

There is also the current Demon Domain and the Nightmare Realm.

He was answered by the boy's thoughtful silence.

After a moment, Bei Ming Cultivator raised his eyes and looked at Elder Wei: "The Nightmare Realm now has a master, what should I do when I go back?" Besides, I was able to come back this time, not to rule the Nightmare Realm, I said so much, Elder Nightmare, you should know what I mean? ”

The Nightmare Elder thought carefully about the current situation in the Nightmare Realm.

With a hesitant face, the current leader of the Nightmare Realm is too mediocre, and the territory that originally belonged to the Nightmare Realm has been repeatedly encroached upon by the monks of the Demon Realm.

I thought so in my heart, but I still respected the decision of the Northern Meditation Cultivator: "It's okay if you don't go back, but listen to the Emperor of the Night, what do you mean, you want to continue to stay in the Qi Sect?" ”

"Not bad!" Not only did he want to stay, but he also had to make a place in the Qi Sect! He must be by her side again.

Even if you want to re-cultivate the Qi Sect Mental Method, even if that cultivation will conflict with the demonic qi in your body, then there is no need to be afraid.

Bei Ming Xiu felt that his body had returned to normal, and he got up and walked around the room a few times, and his body was much stronger than the previous few hours.

He turned to look at Elder Wei, and suddenly said, "Does Elder Wei know that in this world, apart from demon cultivation, there are other normal mental methods that are more suitable for beginner disciples to learn quickly?" ”

The old man snorted, as if he didn't quite understand why he suddenly asked this.

Seeing that the old man was puzzled, Bei Ming Xiu had to explain: "My current strength can't be exposed in this kind of place, otherwise it will lead to death, so I can only hide it first, and then you will have to help me cover up, and at the same time, I can't be in a state of waste all the time, you also know what kind of life I lived before I became a disciple of the master." ”

Before the Northern Meditation Cultivator apprenticed, he had been oppressed by the senior disciples in the sect.

inadvertently awakened the old man who had been sleeping for nearly a thousand years, because his soul was too broken to enter reincarnation, and could only become a remnant soul floating in the heavens and the earth.

After thousands of years of cultivation, he has refined himself into a nightmare that surpasses the Six Realms, and he can also use the nightmare magic to kill people, but the disadvantage is that he cannot touch the entity, and wherever he passes, he passes directly and unhindered.

In this world, it is a relatively special existence, and the Northern Meditation Cultivator has never asked about the origin of the Wei Lao.

I just know one thing, Elder Wei was originally an elder with a lot of status in the Nightmare Realm.

Wei Lao thought for a moment, and indeed thought of a cultivation method in his mind.

"The old man once stayed in the Zhongzhou territory for a period of time before his death, and there is a local sect called the Phantom Sound Workshop, and the disciples in the door all use musical instruments as weapons to control the enemy with sound, and the similarity with the Nightmare is that it can make people hallucinate, create demons, and really kill people invisibly."

He fluttered for a moment, and continued to add: "The main door of the Phantom Sound Workshop is also a double-heart method, divided into "Phantom Sound Technique" and "Imperial Sound Technique", the former heart method pays attention to talent, but the cultivation effect can be the most prominent, the latter is difficult, not only strict talent and more than three levels of cultivation, but also spend several times the time to cultivate, if you can succeed, you can easily skip the level and kill the strong person who is ten times higher than yourself, if you don't succeed, you will be counterattacked by the heart method, the light one's skills are scattered, and the heavy one directly enters the demon, so the current disciples of the Phantom Sound Workshop, for their own considerations, Most of them chose to practice the previous mental method. ”

"Phantom technique, it sounds very good, it seems that you can only practice this first." It's just that his current situation is not conducive to going to Zhongzhou, so how to learn?

The North Meditation Cultivator rested his hand on his chin and pondered.

Suddenly the eyes lit up!

He remembered that there was a master in the sect who came from the Phantom Sound Workshop.

There is another point, which the Northern Meditation Cultivator also thought of at the right time.

Within a few months after recruiting new disciples, the Qi Sect will hold a selection of chief disciples of different levels.

There are a total of five positions, and all the disciples of the Middle Gate, the front of the hall, and the Hall of Elders will be selected and competed, and as the façade, the winning disciples will only be second only to the sect master and elders in the status of the Qi Sect.

All the chief disciples were also under the personal jurisdiction of the sect master.

This rule was set by the previous sect master in order to prevent the current head from neglecting to prepare for talents.

The premise is that if the current sect master has a descendant disciple, this rule can be ignored.

Beiming Xiu covered half of his face with his hand and snickered.

Heaven is still very kind to him.