Yan Xiaobai picked up the book on the ground and glanced at the dagger again.

The cover of the book is three big characters. Some of the books were torn in half.

Looking at this half of the palm, he hesitated, this name is enough to bluff people. Do you want to take it or not?

After thinking about it for a while, if you are timid, isn't it a turtle? I didn't hesitate to open the book anymore, and I remembered it all after a while, and I never forgot my housekeeping skills.

It turns out that this is the case, looking at the mountain, Wushan, becoming a mountain, watching the sea, Wuhai This is actually the artistic conception? This cause and effect is great.

Artistic conception is a thing that requires understanding. It's not a cultivation move, it's accurate to say that it makes the divine soul bigger and more resilient. This thing is on the same level as the Infinite Sutra, but it is even more rare.

It will not make people stronger instantly, but it is to slowly make people's qualifications better and better. The Immeasurable Sutra is the transformation of the body, and the palm of the Qiankun is the transformation of the soul.

When Yan Xiaobai thought about this. Three little beggars ran back and shouted before they could enter the door:

"Third grandfather, third grandfather is not good. My sister was taken away by the bad guys. ”

After entering the door, he saw the old beggar holding the dagger in his hand, his eyes widened at the boss, and he looked dead, and the three little beggars were stupid. It's a weird state.

Anyone who looks like he was stabbed in the chest at a glance, and then pulled it out and pointed it at the murderer. If you pay closer, you will find that the tip of the dagger is facing you, and the hand is not clenched. No one will care about this, and nine out of ten people in this state will think that Yan Xiaobai is the murderer.

Yan Xiaobai didn't need to explain to anyone.

Seeing that Yan Xiaobai was indifferent, his face was expressionless. No matter how you look at this guy, he looks like a demon who eats people and doesn't spit out bones. The three of them were suddenly frightened and frozen, and they didn't dare to make a sound.

Yan Xiaobai was so bad that he bubbled and said, "Do you think I'm terrible? ”

The three little beggars were instantly frightened and burst into tears. Yan Xiaobai saw that they were all frightened and cried, and then pointed to the little beggar who was a little older and said:

"Say, what's going on?"

The little beggar whimpered and said, "Just now my sister ran out, and we chased after her, but she ran too fast, so we split up to find her." The three of us looked for her in the place she frequented, and we ran to Jingyue Lake. ”

"Jingyue Lake, we see, see..."

The little beggar said that there was a lot of confusion here, and Yan Xiaobai said:

"If you don't say anything else, your sister will die. Don't be afraid. ”

The little beggar nodded and said, "We generally don't dare to go to Jingyue Lake at night, there are rumors that it is haunted. We saw my sister talking to an invisible person, and at night we couldn't see clearly, and we could only see her alone. And as she spoke, she fainted. We were going to go over, but out of nowhere, four masked things appeared and flew away as if carrying my sister. ”

"In that direction?"

The little beggar went in one direction.

"This is silver, go to the coffin shop and open the coffin."

Yan Xiaobai threw the broken silver to the ground, grabbed the dagger, and galloped away.

The direction of the little beggar's finger is north. Yan Xiaobai walked through the alley at a fast speed. I walked to the ten-mile long street, which was still walked in the evening, as if everything was back to square one.

What to do? There is no breath at all, where can I find it?

The mind turned, "Wangqi technique, whether it is useful or not, you have to try it, you can't waste time." ”

For mortals, you can use it at will. However, for things with great cause and effect, or for monks who are stronger than their own divine souls, the Qi Hope Technique is very weak, because it requires the power of the divine soul to infuse. The power of the divine soul is different from the spiritual power, and this thing can only start to slowly cultivate when it reaches the golden pill. For the current Yan Xiaobai, the damage caused by the use of the divine soul is extremely great. But now he can't care about that much.

The mouth is decided, and the power of the soul is poured into the eyes. His eyes were on fire, and he looked north.

It didn't matter, it really scared him.

There was a place in the north where a thick evil qi had formed a whirlpool of evil qi in the sky. It was as if countless ghosts were howling in the whirlpool.

Yan Xiaobai stopped casting the spell in an instant, and it turned out that the method of looking at qi was very consuming of the power of the divine soul. With his current state of divine soul, this secret method can only be used once in half a month, and he will be a mortal after all.

The evil qi is dangerous, and the evil qi vortex is likely to die.

Thought:

How could I, Yan Xiaobai, do such a stupid thing of being a hero to save beauty.

I'm just a spectator, and mortal life has something to do with me.

Mantis arm blocking the car? Or do you want to get a boxed lunch?

I'll avenge you when I'm stronger.

It's best to go.

In an instant, mental activity is extremely complex. I found a lot of reasons for myself.

But he found that the more reasons he found, the more painful he seemed to be.

"Cultivation is to overcome the distractions in the heart, and I am the one who is in the middle of the path."

One step out, face life and death.

Yan Xiaobai walked to the front of a huge mansion according to the direction. The plaque on the towering gatehouse has two golden characters written on it, Wei Mansion.

The black and shiny gate is inlaid with seventy-two huge copper nails, and on both sides of the gate are two huge stone lions, which look even more sinister in the gloomy night. The high courtyard walls stretched out to nowhere.

Although the mansion is very noble, in Yan Xiaobai's opinion, it is strange and abnormal, and there is not a single light in the entire Wei Mansion. There was no sound of insects chirping and birdsong nearby. It's terrible to be quiet.

A breeze blew, and Yan Xiaobai shivered, it was a silent wind. It made him feel like the whole mansion was like a beast of prey. His grip on the dagger tightened.

Yan Xiaobai became cautious and walked along the courtyard wall, he was looking for a breakthrough. I walked about a mile or so. He saw a small back door open in the wall of a courtyard.

He gave his hand a gentle nudge, just as it touched the door. I felt my finger pricked. In an instant he understood.

"The formation was actually arranged. That's the trouble. "You can't jump into the wall.

He did not give up and continued along the wall. There is a huge ancient tree in front of it.

"It's a godless road, haha."

Walking under the tree, one jumped up the tree. The next moment his face turned green.

To his horror, he found himself being pressed by the shoulders and falling with the man.