The worm seemed to be affected by the breath in the clay, completely unconscious, no matter how Shen Moli called, it couldn't get any response.

The surrounding firelight disappeared in the aura of the two halves of the clay merged into one, and between the pottery bracelets surrounded by green leaves, there was a black gas lingering in the middle, and the rolling over gave people a sense of uneasy evil.

For some reason, Shen Moli felt that the aura emanating from the green leaves was slowly becoming extremely unfamiliar. A little green light, like an earthworm, and like another person.

With the worry of the worm, Shen Moli sacrificed a touch of spiritual power and tried to break into the pottery bracelet to forcibly separate the black qi from the green leaf aura of the worm.

Unexpectedly, the spiritual power was immediately bounced away by the power in the clay at the moment it entered.

The force in the clay, while opening Shen Moli, was like turning into tens of thousands of wind blades, and swept towards Shen Moli, and in Shen Moli's dexterous dodge, he drew shocking traces around the courtyard.

The green leaves and the black qi are like two lives in the clay, and they are like an inseparable whole of the clay, and at the moment when they perceived Shen Moli's sacrificial spiritual power, they suddenly let go of the mutual struggle, and they were unexpectedly united, in order to resist Shen Moli's power that did not belong to the clay.

The strength of the two combined into one was like getting Pang Long, so fierce that Shen Moli was quite surprised.

It is true that within the Three Kingdoms and Six Seas, even a hundred years after the previous life, Shen Moli rarely saw a single spirit to show such fierce strength.

This resistance of the clay came extremely suddenly, although it was extremely fierce, but it seemed that his subordinates showed mercy and did not cause fatal damage to Shen Moli.

In this power, the convergence of good and evil, the fusion of light and darkness, as if the most evil things and the supreme good qi converge in the power and are perfectly elevated.

However, such an aura can never be created by the power of the worm alone.

Could it be that in addition to worms, there are other people in the clay? Shen Moli looked at the extremely unstable pottery bracelet between his wrists and thought to himself.

The spiritual power of the worm has always been warm. And the black gas in the clay exudes a fierce aura all the time.

It is a miracle that two forces with great differences can be fused under the action of clay aura. When Shen Moli tried to separate them, resisting Shen Moli so unanimously was even more difficult to find in the world.

Looking at the clay in front of him, Shen Moli's brows tightened.

The clay aura is tightly separated from the connection between the clay bracelet and the outside world, whether it is a worm or another person with black gas in the clay, it is a part of the clay at this time.

If someone forcibly interferes with the world inside the clay, they will only be strongly counterattacked by the convergence of the two forces of the clay collection.

Right now, although Shen Moli was worried about the worm, he also knew that forcibly interfering with the fusion of the two forces in the clay would not only fail to help the worm, but also cause the aura in the clay to be even more unstable.

She raised her hand to look at the pottery bracelet, although she wanted to do something for the worm, but in the end she still suppressed the anxiety in her heart, and just stood and waited quietly.

Although the black qi in the clay looked extremely strong, Shen Moli still firmly believed that the worm would be able to survive this difficulty.

When the pottery bracelet touched her wrist, the sharp black qi was like a blade scraping on Shen Moli's skin, cutting her skin out of the Dao Wound.

The unbearable feeling of scratching made Shen Moli plan to sacrifice spiritual power to block his skin and isolate this discomfort.

However, the blood seeped out of the skin and flowed into the pottery bracelet, which was like a sweet spring moistening the green leaves, making the green light spirit leaves that were originally equal to the black momentum suddenly increase.

Such a scene made Shen Moli's action that he had planned to stop the bleeding come to an abrupt halt.

If he used some of his own blood, he could let the worm gain the upper hand in the clay and continue to become a Tao Ling, even if he consumed most of Shen Moli's blood, Shen Moli would insist on providing the worm with the only blood that could help the worm not be swallowed by the black qi.

A trickle of red, flowing from Shen Moli's wrist, was absorbed by the green leaves.

The green leaves that have been blooded are stretched out on the pottery bracelet, and even the lines on the green leaves have turned into a fiery red color. The black gas lingers between the leaves, like a quenched poisonous gas, which is absorbed by the green leaves little by little between the dots and lingers.

Beside it, because the black qi was all included in the pottery bracelet, and the pottery vase, which had completely lost its aura, suddenly fell to the ground with a crisp sound the moment it lost the support of the flame. In an instant, it exploded into countless pieces on the ground.

Looking at the ice blue vase in the shape of blue and white patterns, which fell to pieces on the ground like this, Shen Moli's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of regret.

The moment the vase hit the ground, she had a chance to catch the vase. But lest it affect the green leaves in the bracelet to suck blood, at the moment when the pottery bottle fell, the spiritual power she had already sacrificed had not yet had time to catch the pottery bottle, so she felt the abnormality of the pottery bracelet, and resolutely withdrew the spiritual power.

At that moment, Shen Moli clearly felt that his blood and aura seemed to be closely connected.

If you divide a little of your spiritual energy and use it to the outside world with sacrificial spiritual power, the green leaf light on the pottery bracelet will also become dim.

In front of Shen Moli, although there were many choices, almost the moment he felt the change in the light of the pottery bracelet, Shen Moli was determined to give up the pottery bottle that could be exchanged for Qin Ming coins for himself for the pottery bracelet.

Although he didn't know what the connection between his blood and the green leaves was, in order to ensure the smooth progress of the worm in the clay, Shen Moli had no choice but to give up the action of catching the clay bottle.

The pottery vase was the only object that she could use to exchange for Qin Ming coins when she left Qin Ming Yuan, which was extremely important to Shen Moli. But compared with the pottery bottle, the worm that has been born and died many times with her is more important to Shen Moli.

The clay bottle was broken, although Shen Moli was no longer able to deliver the celery coin.

Although money is only something outside the body, from Qin's mother's tone earlier, Shen Moli can faintly feel that in Qin Ming Garden, it is impossible to do without Qin Ming coins.

When he first entered Qin Ming Garden, the little white tiger led Shen Moli through the courtyards. Although Shen Moli has never had half a word of communication with the women in various hospitals, the experience of crises in his previous life has made Shen Moli form the habit of carefully checking the details everywhere he goes.

Walking through the thirty-three courtyards of Qin Ming Yuan, the courtyards near Qi Heng at the back are all vacant, and the courtyards in front of each live a woman.

These women have different personalities and extraordinary strengths.

At the moment when Shen Moli walked by, some of them would come over and whisper a warning to Shen Moli, but they also hurried back to their work after finishing speaking.

Looking at the work of the women in each courtyard, although it was only an ordinary weaving and ploughing business, these women did not stop for a moment in between their work, as if they were extremely worried that they would not be able to finish the work at hand.