Zhang Mu smiled a little helplessly, and while taking out the money from the goodness, he found that since he met He Hongxue, his smile had become more, whether it was true or not.

He Hongxue wore a long skirt with suspenders and a small cape, her black hair was half curled into a bun, half of the green silk was draped over her shoulders, and on her head was a black bell-shaped hat. Yingying's thin waist is wrapped in a black slim long skirt, which makes people feel the urge to hold it in their arms.

"Why haven't we seen the sunrise after we've been out for so long? And are the people of the Demon Realm accustomed to acting at night? He Hongxue was a little confused, she got up and left the divination stall and walked aimlessly.

"Because it's 'polar night.'" Zhang Mu took three steps and made two steps, rushed to his side and held her hand with ten fingers, and was thrown away by He Hongxue.

She was angry, Zhang Mu could obviously feel it, after she recovered from the trance in the demon world, she would definitely be angry when she reflected on the relationship between the two.

Of course, Zhang Mu would not provoke the topic of quarrel by himself, he continued along with He Hongxue's question: "In addition to the normal day and night in the demon world, there are also the phenomena of 'polar day' and 'polar night'. ”

He Hongxue walked in front of him, neither far away from him nor let him close, but only listened to him quietly.

"During the polar day, there is no night in the entire demon world, only day, and polar night is the opposite."

Zhang Mu's voice came from beside him, but He Hongxue was a little absent-minded. She couldn't figure out why this man still spends time on herself since she has already used herself, and what use value does she have.

He Hongxue looked confused, but she was actually very clear in her heart. She was kidnapped by him for unknown reasons, and he thought that the two would draw a clear line, but he didn't expect him to pull her to do that while her teleportation reaction was confused, so that the dissolution of the two would continue to be ambiguous. And she was not only afraid of how much he could do, but also wanted to take a good look at the mountains and rivers of this demon world, and the two of them tacitly came and went.

Sometimes the truth is so simple, I can't let go of the resentment of being used, and I can't let go of the love of the flesh, I don't want to believe in the other person's sincerity, and I don't want to treat my feelings badly. So it can only be put like this, such as begonia paved with embroidered pear blossoms and snow, just waiting for the east wind to blow thousands of feelings and hatreds in the courtyard.

The sky was still dark, the thunderstorms had stopped, and the moon had crept into the night sky.

He Hongxue leaned on the stone railing on the riverbank, letting the wind blow on the river to stir the stars on the water and her dark hair.

"This is the most important waterway in Chong'an City, called 'Xingshen', and it is also the mainstream that flows eastward into the Bodhi Sea." Zhang Mu acted as a living map, standing beside her, greedily tracing her face with his eyes.

He Hongxue rarely wears makeup, but this time when she went out, she was pressed by the maid to draw the makeup of the demon world, which showed her deep eyes and thorough eyes. He didn't know what she was thinking at the moment when she looked at the still water flowing deep in the starry river, and he didn't know how she planned to deal with the relationship between the two.

The black skirt dissipated into the night, and the twinkling jewels were like stars in the sky, lining the slender and snow-white arms and neck exposed by He Hongxue. Her eyes were misty, looking at the direction of the starry river, covered in the white moonlight, and finally asked the question.

"Zhang Mu, how sincere are you to treat me?" He Hongxue is a person who thinks she is chic, she doesn't like and doesn't want to be bound by indifferent feelings.

The knife that Zhang Mu inserted into Jiang Heqiu's back also penetrated her heart.

She didn't want to admit the love and love of those days, and those endless requests and lingering also had ulterior motives. She is even more reluctant to admit that she has indulged in it, at this moment she only envies the green mountains and thinks, and the white crane forgets the opportunity, but she has to live in this red dust and bear her own responsibilities.

Zhang Mu seemed to be about to speak, but his lips were pressed by a slender finger.

"Shhhh She was willful and arrogant, and she didn't want to hear anything from his mouth at the moment that made her unhappy.

Before going out, he couldn't resist her, so he gave her back the gold pen, and let her talisman give her some confidence.

Suddenly, as if she remembered something, she patted her head and said with some annoyance: "It's over, Li Yan's predecessor's small world is still in that 'Fengyue Treasure Book'!" ”

"I said that I wanted to find a good place for the people in the villages and towns to live, but now I don't know where it is suitable, so I can only live in the Fengyue Treasure for a while." Zhang Mu said that he still remembered the white bone phase he saw in the Fengyue Treasure Book, and he always felt that the magic weapon was not so simple, and the things left by Li Yan did not completely break the fate with them.

In the middle of the moon, from the beginning to the dawn, hanging behind He Hongxue, and she seemed to be about to dissolve into the middle of the moon except for the black clothes.

Zhang Mu's body was faster than he thought, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed his thin waist that he had coveted for a long time: "I said, I am a demon, I am greedy, shameless, and despicable, so I am sincere in my calculations for you, and I am also calculating." ”

Zhang Mu told the truth, he calculated her and indulged in her, so he used all his strength to bring her to the demon world, although he knew that it was impossible, he also had a selfish intention of not wanting her to go back.

Hearing his answer, He Hongxue smiled silently, lowered his head and fiddled with the emerald ring in his hand. The gemstones on the ring are transparent and emerald green, which is a fine emerald, and it makes her fingers slender and snow-white.

She still remembers the first few years of her practice, in addition to participating in meditation and chanting and reading every day, she had to hold a wooden sword to practice basic martial arts moves. After several years of hard work, in addition to strengthening her body, she also confirmed that she had no talent for sword cultivation, but her fingers and palms had developed a thin layer of calluses. After that, she used the "Xiyun" created by her master, which was more used as a magic weapon for her to cast spells than a sword as a weapon. Gradually, the thin calluses on her hands faded.

Now she has a pair of slender jade hands to draw the rivers and mountains, walking in the river, she should be chic and wanton, but she is biased by the way of Mr. Mu, the military master of the demon world, how can she not be annoyed, hate, or complain about her pride. And these grievances and anger come from that unspeakable love.

"Why are you a demon?" She turned around in his arms, her slender fingers caressing his gorgeous face, and along his cheek to his brow, "I really wish you were a mortal doctor, so that I can accompany you for a lifetime." ”

Zhang Mu was about to say something, but He Hongxue's other hand also touched his face, and both hands pulled his cheeks hard.

"What an annoying face." Think about the love between the two at the beginning, isn't it because they covet his beauty, it's really a knife on the head of the color word.

"What a mouth." Zhang Mu waited for her to pinch enough and put down his hand, and kissed it without hesitation, He Hongxue was a little uncooperative, he didn't give her a chance to escape, his flexible tongue pried open her lips and teeth, and forcibly danced with her tongue.

Under the canopy, before the full moon, a handsome man and woman, each pregnant with a ghost.

There are two theories about spiritual power in the world of immortal cultivation today.

One believes that "spiritual power" is an orderly, queued, and controllable source of energy, representing an "increase" in energy. The other is the opposite, believing that "spiritual power" is a disordered, chaotic, and uncontrollable source of energy, representing a kind of "degradation" of energy.

Scholars of all schools of thought agree that according to the second law of spiritual power, spiritual power can only flow spontaneously from places with high spiritual power to places with low energy.

And the so-called "monk" is the kind of creature that breaks this law. Regardless of whether the "order" or "disorder" is supported, the monk absorbs the scattered spiritual power from nature and accumulates it in his body, causing qualitative change from quantitative change.

Therefore, "monasticism" itself is a thing against the sky. The existence of "monks" disrupts the movement and diffusion of natural spiritual power, but the "spiritual power" absorbed by monks is released into nature through "spells" and other means.

If the monk's body is regarded as a container, then the volume of the container and the input and output power together determine the upper limit of a monk's ability.

As a major sect of Xiuzhen, Yuyuntai theoretically supported the "disorder" faction. All of their spells were based on channeling chaotic spiritual power into orderly energy, especially the Twenty-Eight Nakshatra Order, the most iconic of Yuyuntai.

However, the author of the drawings brought back by He Hongxue from Qingyu City seems to hold the theory of the "orderly" school, using spiritual power as a stable external energy source to drive the mechanism, then the focus of human beings is not the essence of "spiritual power", but the way of using spiritual power.

Yang Yi was given the task of sending He Xinyue to Lingxi Valley by Jiang Heqiu, and he was packing up in the laboratory for research at the moment, and Xiao Miao was helping to clean up. He Hongxue didn't come back, they didn't have enough manpower in Yuyuntai, and many things that needed to be investigated could only be put on hold.

After locking the door of the laboratory, Yang Yi went to get a heavenly boat, since he wanted to send the head of the faction back, he naturally couldn't just ride a donkey and bring it back.

He Xinyue had already packed his things and was waiting for him at the door of the teleportation array. He opened the door of Tianzhou and stretched out his hand to He Xinyue: "Master He, please." ”

He Xinyue grabbed this hand, and the slightly damp palm exposed his heart.

The boat passed smoothly through the clouds, and the automatic cruise system had already planned its flight path. The two in the flying boat bowed their heads and were silent, a kind of oppressive silence that made them both want to find an exit quickly.

Finally, it was Yang Yi who lived up to Jiang Heqiu's expectations, and first asked, "Master He, what do you think of 'spiritual power'?" ”

He Xinyue was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that he would start with an academic discussion, and still replied with a gentle smile: "In the medical theory of Lingxi Valley, we have a similar understanding with Yuyuntai, and 'spiritual power' is the energy of disorder and chaos. However, since we are medical practitioners, we have a different understanding of spiritual power. ”

"Oh?" Yang Yi was intrigued by her words, looked up at her, and listened to He Xinyue continue to say gently: "From a medical point of view, 'spiritual power' is an indispensable part of the monk's physical composition, and 'spiritual power' forms its own circulation in the monk's body......"

On the heavenly boat was the whispering of the two of them getting together to discuss, and the awkward silence at the beginning had been broken, if Jiang Heqiu saw this scene, he would probably be relieved.

In the secret realm that year, Zhan Baorong had already taken the three of them to look at the third pillar. The painting still depicts a human-like monk fighting a giant creature that has fallen down and is lying at the monk's feet.

Quietly, the everlasting lamps that had long been extinguished in the hall were lit up one by one, and when he finished reading the third painting, he realized that the entire hall had been illuminated by the everlasting lamp, and the big tripod in the middle was very eye-catching.

Zhan Baorong simply held the handle of the "Hanhai" and slowly approached the Dading, walked around the Dading, and did not encounter anything like a mechanism, so he jumped onto the Dading.

"Senior sister, be careful!" The disciple of the Peerless Fort exclaimed in a low voice.

Zhan Baorong waved at him to indicate that it was okay, and then raised the Night Pearl in his hand to try to check the contents of the Dading, but it seemed to be wrapped in a layer of what seemed to be liquid, and he couldn't see inside. She had no choice but to jump off the big ding.

"There's something in there, but I can't see it clearly." Obviously, she didn't want to take the risk to explore the contents of the Dingding, and after looking around, they realized that the door of the main hall had closed by itself since all the everlasting lights in the main hall were lit.

Since he couldn't go out for the time being, Zhan Baorong didn't panic, and continued to look at the mural with the night pearl.

The fourth pillar depicts two waves of "people" fighting, some of whom have horns on their heads and some of them have wings.

"This is? Demons? Is this painting a man-demon war? ”

Zhan Baorong was noncommittal, the age of these murals was far beyond the range she could estimate, and there were too many human and demon wars in history, she couldn't be sure what age this was the altar, so she could only continue to look at it.

In the next painting, there are no human forms, only huge creatures that should have been destroyed reappear, and in the form of ghosts.

Fang Xu and Hui Lan took shelter from the rain in a cave together, and caught a teenager who tried to sneak up on them, and the boy recognized Fang Xu's face.

"You look like that uncle, who is he?" As if knowing that the two people in front of him had no intention of killing, the young man turned on the chatter mode since he was taken off his mask.

"Have you seen my father? Where is it? ”

"Demon Realm, Bodhi Sea, if you don't believe it, forget it." The boy pouted.

"I didn't say I didn't believe it, you first tell me how you went to the demon world, are you a demon?" Saying that, the sky fan opened the fan, and the edge of the fan opened, flashing a little cold light.

"Of course I'm not a demon, I don't believe you touch it." The boy shrunk his neck and found himself a relatively comfortable position under the rope. "I just accidentally drifted into a space-time slit when I was drifting in the Sunset Sea, and fell into the Bodhi Sea of the Demon Realm, and it was the uncle who looked very similar to you who sent me back. Speaking of which, she is also my lifesaver. Saying that, the young man's face turned pale: "Then I didn't almost kill the daughter of the life-saving benefactor, and I died young." ”

Fang Xu gave him a fan on the head: "Are you called a handful?" You're not threatening half a person at all. ”