Click...

Click......

In the darkness, the young man tried to clench his fists, and the two fists clenched by his ten fingers drove the tendons and flesh between the flesh and blood.

The former is drawn like a strong bow, and the latter is lifted like a hammer.

With his movements, the young man keenly sensed that the qi and blood in his body were like the water of the cloud river in midsummer, and began to surge.

Although the direction of the flow does not change, the churn presents a strange trajectory between the vortices.

Every trace of this trajectory contains some kind of desire.

All the desires in his heart were magnified.

And the "love for blood" is imprinted in this trajectory.

And the heart where the trajectory flowed seemed to vaguely correspond to that blood martial arts bead.

"I see."

"The trajectory of the spirit constitutes the spell.

The trajectory of true qi is inferred to be the meridians.

And the trajectory of the blood, does it give the blood martial arts bead a variety of connotations?

Not really, at least not exactly, because there are bloodline effects in blood, and other influences that I don't know about. ”

"Forget it, there's no point in dwelling on this."

"Meaningfully, my desires are magnified, and this problem has to be solved, otherwise..."

The boy looked at the portraits on either side.

The picture, which could stir up the thoughts of almost any man, hung on the wall.

Elegant and enchanting, dignified and coquettish, half-dressed, slightly drooping skirt, and red cheeks......

"Aunt Bai is really good at torturing people like me who have never had a girlfriend in two lifetimes..."

The boy felt the natural changes in his body and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

If his love level is described, it is "not graduated", "not tested", "not even tried", belonging to the three-no level...

In comparison, an old driver like Aunt Bai is obviously a master.

I thought that the brave would win when they met on a narrow road, and they could scare the female driver away, but as a result... It is the brave who are scared away.

Suddenly, he remembered Sister Doubao again.

Sister Doubao has no concept of "men and women" in her mind at all.

But on the contrary, she will use her little feet in the medicinal fragrance behind the crystal door......

Thinking about it like this, Bai Feng only felt that his body's reaction was more intense.

It's better to be with Sister Zhizhi, he and Sister Zhizhi are together, very pure.

Even if you hug and snuggle, it is a kind of warmth from your family.

Even if Bai Feng wants to pursue her and fall in love well, it is very simple, just stormy and vigorous, thinking about how to live in the future, instead of... How on the couch.

It's a pity that Sister Zhizhi has already gone to Hedong Road, and she has her future.

The Sword Demon, the leader of the Southern Alliance, the successor of a mysterious power, is better than being a killer in the Prince's Mansion, right?

"It's hard to top~~"

"I really don't know how other people who have developed [Demon Bear Addiction] restrain themselves.

Or is it just that I have too little control.

Is this just an ordinary problem that any martial artist encounters? ”

The flame of desire, like a furnace, tormented his blood wave after wave, making him want to vent, so that whether he opened or closed his eyes, he would think of the appearance of Aunt Bai hanging on the wall.

The boy tossed and turned, lit a candle again, took out the Buddhist scripture he had obtained during the day, and read it quietly.

He didn't want to always "devour" to solve the problem.

So, I want to be religious.

He remembered that he had read a martial arts book in his previous life, and there was a peerless swordsman in the book, who was sincere to the sword and devout to the sword, that is, to draw the sword, he had to bathe and change clothes, burn incense and fast......

Piety is the only way to succeed.

So, although he didn't believe in Buddhism, he recited the scriptures very religiously.

The Heart Sutra was only two hundred and six crosses, and he read it all night, and in the early hours of the morning, when it was close to dawn, he vaguely felt a little sleepy.

Putting the book on his pillow, he lay down.

Suddenly, several messages flashed in my mind:

["Blood Compression" Purple Martial Arts Qi and Blood Beads, Status: Available for Enlightenment].

[You can reveal the goal that fits with "blood compression" in your dreams, so that you can quickly comprehend it]

[Current target: Song Zhi]

...

...

About half a month ago, Song Zhi worshipped Granny Yu as his teacher.

Granny Yu didn't say the name of the sect, but said that if the time comes, everything can be known.

And today, Song Zhi completed the meditation of "Xuantian Soldier Master Record" before midnight, suppressed the thoughts of his relatives in his heart, and looked forward to cultivating this "Xuantian Soldier Master Record" as soon as possible, and then returned to the imperial capital to pick up Xiaofeng.

With such a thought, she fell asleep.

Her longing was very strong, especially after successfully receiving the "Tianli Demon God Blood Bath", it was even more difficult to suppress.

It was like magma, tumbling, and although it had not yet exploded, it was the most intense.

The blood bath of the Tianli Demon God increased her qi and blood, making her invulnerable to swords and invulnerable.

And Granny Yu said that the benefits are yet to come.

She is strict with herself, as strict as a puppet every day.

She is cruel to herself, and she doesn't want to rest if she doesn't practice herself to the point of dying every day.

She reads a lot of books, and reads all kinds of books every day in the underground palace library of this mysterious sect.

Especially the Taoism recorded in some ancient books, she wrote it all down without pulling it all.

The Taoism of the ancient books does not seem to be the same as the current one.

Most of the current ones are jade slips, and in ancient times they were hard stone tablets, which was not the case at that time, but a means to pass on to future generations.

The current diagram is complex and has few words, while the ancient ones have more text and simple diagrams.

It's just that these words are obscure, and when you read a sentence, your brain is directly confused.

But after all, it is also the Tao, and it is stored in the library of this underground palace...

Hopefully, it will be useful for the little wind.

With this in mind, she began to forcibly memorize.

In order to ensure that it was correct, she only memorized a very short Dao method first, and then used all her energy and attention to imprint that Dao method in her mind, comparing it repeatedly, and confirming it repeatedly.

As for what this method is, she doesn't know.

Because there is no name written on the stele.

At this point...

Song Zhizheng was asleep.

A huge golden door suddenly descended.

Little Lady Song looked at the white clouds that were sitting down, but she didn't have the panic or surprise of coming here for the first time, and she didn't even have the slightest confusion in her eyes.

She got up directly, stood on the clouds, stood in front of the majestic heavenly gate, and waited patiently and quietly.

The gates of heaven have opened...

The brilliant silhouette of the sun god emerges from behind the door.

"I am a prophet and give you strength."

The Bright Shadow repeated the previous words.

Between the slight hanging palms of her hands, a purple light rushed into Song Xiaoniang's body.

Song Xiaoniang suddenly raised her head and said, "Song Zhi, I have seen the prophet, I have something to report, please stay." ”

The bright silhouette that was about to leave stopped.

There was a bright light in the gate of heaven, so bright that it was impossible to look at it directly.

Song Xiaoniang closed her eyes slightly, and suddenly began to recite some obscure words, and raised her hand to draw some tracks on the clouds with her fingers...

When it was finished, Song Xiaoniang breathed a sigh of relief before she said: "This is an ancient Dao method that I obtained, but I haven't screened it, I don't know if it can be used, but I thought that it might be useful to the Prophet, so I wrote it."

Just in case of mistakes, I only memorized one this time.

When I hand it over to the Prophet, I'll remember another one next time we meet. ”

Behind the Heavenly Gate, the bright silhouette was silent, and then said softly: "See you in a month." ”

When Little Lady Song heard him speak, she suddenly smiled, and there was light and happiness in her eyes.

But she didn't say anything, didn't ask, but lowered her head to hide the brilliance in her eyes, and said, "I look forward to seeing you again." ”

...

...

After a long time.

The dream disappears.

The sky is gray, and this is the time before dawn comes...

Because of his physique, Bai Feng was not much sleepy.

At first, he was worried that he couldn't remember what Song Zhi had said, but now he realized that he was thinking too much.

Song Zhi wrote and said it in a dream, and all this existed directly in his mind.

"There's still time, let's try it."

"It may not work, but you have to try..."

He began to meditate, reciting the obscure incantation in his heart...

Soon... Read it all.

Nothing happened.

"Maybe not just to read it, but to come to mind in its entirety."

The white wind continues...

But the spell is so obscure that it's not a matter of remembering it at all, it's as if it's going to escape from your head.

After Bai Feng finished reading, he forgot the front.

After trying for half an hour, I was lucky enough to succeed once.

The success of the spell actually gave him a feeling of "entering a strange meditative state".

Immediately afterward, he began to try the unknown "Spell Spirit Track".

For some reason, even if the spiritual trajectory of this time was not imprinted in his mind, at this time, under this "strange meditative state formed with the help of spells", it was automatically surprisingly perfect, at least a sense of beauty and mystery that Bai Feng felt that "it must have succeeded".

After the trajectory was completed, what made Bai Feng unbelievable was...

The strange black waning moon resurfaced.

"This is also produced by Black Moon??"

"The scope of business is quite large... It seems to be a 'big manufacturer'. ”

"I don't know if there are any other products..."

Bai Feng couldn't help but complain.

The next moment, he understood the name and purpose of this little spell.

Name: Those who can get it

Uses: If the target has been contracted by another Demon Trainer, and if the target agrees to betray the contract, you can use this spell to unbind the target and loot it to become your own elf.

Note that this spell will last for a long time due to the slow consumption of the contract's strength, so it also requires much more mental power than the target's original owner.

Bai Feng was stunned, and for a moment words such as "You don't want anything to happen to your beloved master", something like "You don't want anything to happen to your beloved master"...

What "those who can get it"?

This is the evil spell that robs the junior of the precious goblin?!!