Qingchi was stunned: "You know I'm leaving?" ”

"You tested all the way, tried one after another, and then found me such a ...... Guards, it's not like I'm bored, are you? Master Jingyuan's whereabouts are still unknown, and you have a deep relationship with him, so it must be difficult to wait for news. ”

"Hey! Clever! Qingchi turned his hand and took out a yellowed booklet and handed it to Wang Li, and immediately got up: "Since you know it, then I won't beat around the bush." You go home all the way, as long as you don't deliberately go the wrong way, there is basically no danger, and I really can't rest assured on the side of Jingyuan. I am very satisfied with your boy's performance, and with this cat, there is less danger. You don't have to worry about encountering a special strong enemy, I have left the means on you to keep you safe. ”

Wang Li also stood up and bowed: "Thank you for your care!" However, the disciple still has a question. ”

"Tell me."

"Master, what would you do if the disciple chose to kill her just now?"

"The poor monk will take back the sword technique, wash away all your memories of the sword technique, and then throw you back." Qingchi said, and sighed quietly, "The poor monk has long said that this world is a sea of suffering. But in the sea of suffering, it may not be impossible to produce pure flowers. If we don't distinguish between right and wrong, and don't know what is true or false, then even if we have good and high aspirations, it will only make this world continue to be chaotic and it is difficult to find peace. In this way, if the poor monk passes on your sword skills again, won't he help the abuse? ”

When Wang Li heard this, he looked abrupt, but in fact, he had already expected this in his heart.

Qingchi, an old monk who became a monk halfway, is obviously different from the other monks of Bailong Temple. At least Master Jingyuan has been a monk since he was a child, and he doesn't have so many ideas and tricks in Qingchi.

"In addition, according to the poor monk's view, you can go straight to the Qi Refining Realm in a maximum of 100 days of body training, and at that time, you must not slack off when you cultivate the sword technique, otherwise you will be slow for a while today, and you may not achieve anything in the future. This farewell, I don't know when I will see you next time, and maybe I don't know when I will say goodbye. If you have the heart, you will go to the White Dragon Temple as a guest in the future, and come to see the poor monk by the way. ”

"Master ......"

"Alright, don't talk nonsense, take care of yourself! Poor monks go too! As the words fell, I saw his figure turn into a ball of golden light and disappear into the distance, disappearing at the end of the field of vision in the blink of an eye.

Wang Li looked at it quietly, slightly stunned in his heart.

From this moment on, there was no longer any obvious trace of the White Dragon Temple on his body, except for the step-by-step lotus.

It may be too much to say that he is free, after all, in addition to the customary rules and precepts, the White Dragon Temple, Jingyuan and Qingchi have not deliberately restricted and restrained him.

However, in front of them, Wang Lili still restrained and even performed it.

After all, they are elders and strong people, and any move will have a great impact on his future.

More appropriately.

Leaving the White Dragon Temple means that he no longer has to worry about being ordained and starts a life that truly belongs to him.

Now Qingchi's departure means that he does not need to have any burden now, and he can make his own decisions according to his heart.

Back to it.

I saw the cat demon staring at him with burning eyes.

However, because of the relationship between the demon spirit spell, the cat demon can't be unfavorable to him, and he can't even have ideas, otherwise there will be a backlash immediately.

Therefore, Wang Carp was not worried or afraid.

He turned his head to look around the ruined temple and the roof full of holes, and said, "Will you build a house?" ”

The cat demon understands his current situation very well, first he was repeatedly hit by the people he recognized as entrusted, and then he was oppressed by the old monk of Qingchi and did not dare to move, and now because of the demon spirit spell, life and death are subject to Wang Li.

Besides, maybe the old monk was hiding around and secretly observing at this time, and she didn't have the idea and strength to jump back.

So, she sniffed, wiped her eyes, shook her head and said crisply, "No." But I have my own place to live. ”

Wang Li's eyes lit up: "Far away?" ”

The cat demon shook his head: "It's not far, more than twenty miles." ”

"Let's go!"

Wang Li's sword got up and walked out of the broken temple first.

He didn't have any affection for high-risk buildings in the mountains like ruined temples, because all kinds of inexplicable accidents and troubles would always be born in such places. Isn't that the case with the cat demon and Xiucai?

The cat demon was stunned, and then quickened his pace and followed. She didn't want to stay in the ruined temple any longer, it would only remind her of her previous filth.

However, following Wang Li, she still inevitably looked in a trance, and even often looked dazed.

This is normal, the demon spirit spell has firmly bound her and Wang Li, and it seems impossible to be free in the future.

She looked at Wang Li's back, and her eyebrows couldn't help frowning slightly. Listening to the old monk, this young man only needs 100 days to complete the body forging, such a monk can be regarded as a genius, but he kills people at a young age without blinking, and he doesn't know if he gets along or not.

I knew that today, I shouldn't have been impatient in the first place, and I hurried down the mountain as soon as I changed shape.

The cat demon regretted it a little, and then couldn't help but think of Xiucai, so he couldn't help gritting his teeth, like an angry kitten.

"What's your name?"

Wang Li suddenly spoke, and the cat demon shook his head.

"Ling Yue'er."

"Ling Yue'er? What is your own name? ”

"Well, I live in Lingyun Mountain, so my surname is Ling, and Yue'er was taken by myself after I opened my spiritual wisdom."

"What about your parents?"

"I haven't seen it, I've lived alone since I was a child."

"You should be pretty talented."

"My bloodline seems to be okay."

"What race are you?"

"The civet cat is a race that has been out of the demon king."

"Demon King? What realm? ”

"I don't know, it's probably like an immortal of the human race, right?"

chatting all the way, Wang Li learned a lot of information from the cat demon Ling Yue'er that was not clear before.

The inheritance of the demon race is different from that of the human race, they obviously have more advantages in this regard, using the bloodline as the carrier of inheritance, at least it can ensure that future generations will not be lost to sentient beings because they do not have the method of cultivation.

Ling Yue'er has only lived as an ordinary kitten for less than half a year, and after awakening, she immediately began to practice after obtaining the method of racial inheritance, her bloodline talent is indeed good, and she has established a Dao foundation and transformed into a human form in just a hundred years.

Based on the analogy between the life length of a civet cat and the human race, she is actually smaller than Wang Li, about the same as a twelve-year-old human Lori.

Of course, this comparison does not make much practical sense.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have gone down the mountain to find Xiucai.

Her perception of Xiucai comes from the novels she peeked at after carefully descending the mountain in the past, and she always felt that those stories were very beautiful and desirable, although most of them had tragic endings, but there were always demons who felt that they would be the special one.

Wang Li, too, wondered if the people who wrote the story were deliberately using this to lure the young and ignorant little monsters, but this is unlikely. Because most of the showmen are usually powerless, there is a high probability that the gains will outweigh the losses. If this is a ploy, Xiucai should be replaced by a little Taoist priest or other cultivator.

Let's say launch a flower thousand bones.

Typical human and non-human, mixed with the taboo of master and disciple, wouldn't it stimulate those little banshees even more?