Seeing the octopus busy on the stove with his back to Youlan Mu, not to mention looking at him, he didn't even turn around, Youlan Mu couldn't help but wonder, "Po Jun, are you mistaken, it didn't look here at all." ”

"You don't have to use your eyes to observe a person, the demon clan is better at using divine sense to sense breath, that octopus has reached the middle stage of the demon pill, and if you want to stare at you, you only need to separate a wisp of divine consciousness to do it." Pojun said unhurriedly.

Youlan Mu nodded clearly, "But why can't I detect the divine sense it emanates." ”

"Nonsense, the demon clan is already good at the use of divine sense, and the realm gap between you is too big, if you can find the traces left by his divine sense, then there will be ghosts."

Po Jun told Youlan Mu that the demon clan is good at divine sense attacks, while the demon clan focuses on developing the potential of individual bodies, while the human race has many sword cultivators.

Since the world in which each race is located has different laws, there are certain differences in the origin of their power, the magic power of the demon race, the demon power of the demon race, and the spiritual power of the human race, just like three different camps squeezing together and pouring into each other.

"See the way that octopus cooks, it's using the demon clan's fire control technique to manipulate the size of the flame." Pojun reminded.

Hearing this, Youlan Mu looked at the fire in the stove, the flames sometimes rose and sometimes sank, and the distance of each float was extremely accurate, which made him admire that the octopus was not only well cooked, but also extremely beautiful in one-handed fire control.

While eating his meal, Youlan Mu asked, "Breaking the army, how long do I have to cultivate, and my divine sense can be strong enough to control the flames at will like it." ”

"You don't have to think about this, the demon clan specializes in cultivating divine sense, and you can't catch up with a human race."

"Why not with your help?" Youlan Mu asked without giving up.

"That kind of secret method of beating the divine consciousness can only maximize the potential of your soul, but it cannot make your divine consciousness make a qualitative leap. The demon race is different from the human race, they have their own mental method for cultivating divine consciousness, and the human race can't learn it, so you should honestly practice your battle skills. ”

Hearing Po Jun say this, Youlan Mu sighed with some regret. In the past month, Youlan Mu obviously felt that his divine consciousness had been condensed a lot, and the most direct benefit was that he had strengthened his sense of aura and the control of his spiritual power. He was still thinking about whether he could practice the demon clan's mental method and further condense his divine sense, but it seemed that this idea was unlikely.

Before leaving the North Dining Hall, Youlan Mu took a deep look at the direction of the octopus, and the octopus still maintained its posture with its back to him, without any abnormalities.

When the stone door of the North Canteen was closed, the octopus put down the kitchen utensils in his hand and looked back, a bright light flashed in his dark blue pupils.

Walking to the back mountain of Tianxuan Sect and passing by his own ten acres of spiritual field, Youlan Mu casually cast two rain tricks, looking at the good growth of the spirit seedlings, Youlan Mu felt a sense of relief.

These ten acres of Linggu were planted by him through hard work, and they were also the guarantee of his autumn harvest. He had already planned in his heart that after the year-end and autumn harvest, in addition to handing over a fixed amount of Linggu to the sect, he would keep the rest of the Linggu for himself, and taking Linggu for a long time would improve the physique of cultivators.

However, when he returned to the courtyard, this comfortable mood suddenly disappeared without a trace. Because his room had been burglarized, and the contents of the house had been turned into a mess, and the bedding and pillows had been cut open with sharp objects, and the roof was almost torn down after a thorough search.

Fortunately, the space storage bag was carried by Youlanmu, and none of the important things were lost.

Just when Youlan Mu guessed who was beating his idea, a gangster shouted suddenly from outside the courtyard, "Is there a pant inside, your black grandfather has come to collect rent!" ”

Youlan Mu frowned slightly, the courtyard where he was located was obviously far away from the disciple's accommodation, how could there be trouble to find the door.

Youlan Mu pushed open the door of the house and walked out, only to see a black-faced man standing outside the house, with a long beard and a pair of round eyes full of energy. The big man stands in a bold posture, with open chest and exposed breasts, his upper arms as thick as thighs are full of strength, and he also carries two big axes on his shoulders, which is quite a bit of the taste of a mountain bandit king.

When Youlan Mu looked at the black shirt on the other party's body, his pupils suddenly shrank, inner disciple!

"You're the orchid herd? Hurry up and hand over the Qi Transformation Pill, otherwise you will often be blackened by Grandpa's two-plate axe. The black-faced man held a hundred-pound axe in one hand and pointed at Youlan Mu, his voice was rough and loud.

Vapor Pill? Youlan Mu's gaze suddenly became sharp, there was indeed a small bottle of Qi Transformation Pill in his space storage bag, but these were all collected from Ji Changqing, who was killed by him, how did the other party know.

"I don't know where this senior brother heard the news, how could a registered disciple of mine have a Qi Transformation Pill." You Lanmu replied calmly.

When the dark-skinned man heard Youlan Mu's words, he scratched his head suspiciously, thrust two axes into his waist, and said loudly, "What you said seems to make sense, forget it if you don't, tell me when you have it." After speaking, he ignored Youlan Mu's reaction and left on his own.

Youlan Mu was stunned for a moment, and she didn't understand what was going on with this superb nerd, so she left? Seeing that the other party was really gone, Youlan Mu laughed helplessly, and was about to go back to the house to clean up the room.

"There's another person in the dark watching here." Po Jun reminded in the sea of knowledge.

Youlan Mu stopped at his feet, and suddenly looked back and stared, seeing that the vast dark night outside the courtyard was silent.

"Three hundred meters to the northwest." Pojun reminded again.

As soon as Youlan Mu turned his head to look in that direction, a black figure immediately flew backwards in the weeds three hundred meters away, and seeing the person disappear into the dense woods, Youlan Mu gave up the idea of pursuit.

The position of this black-clothed candidate is excellent, there are vast weeds as a cover in front, and a dense green forest as a retreat in the back, and then by this night, unless Youlan Mu can fly like a bird, there is a chance that he will not be able to catch up with the other party.

"There are a lot of people who are interested in you, what kind of sweetness are you kid, and why do you attract so many flies." Po Jun asked curiously.

In this regard, Youlan Mu didn't know what to say, the confused black-faced man before was probably the spy placed by the man in black, whether the other party wanted to test his own details, or was he seeking to verify something.

Youlan Mu returned to the house and began to clean up the messy room, since the other party came for the first time, he would come for the second time, and sooner or later his true purpose would be revealed, and he was not worried about the other party's sneak attack.

However, after a while, the man's scolding voice sounded outside the courtyard, "You shameless villain, dare to lie to your black grandfather, get out of here, otherwise I will demolish your nest." ”

Youlan Mu frowned, why did this black charcoal head come back again, got up and was about to open the door, suddenly his expression was dazed, and he quickly retreated, and the wooden door in front of him was instantly cut into two sections, and a big axe with a ghostly light was revealed in the sawdust flying everywhere.

"This black charcoal head ......" Youlan Mu stroked his cheek, a drop of blood stained his palm, the previous axe actually scratched his cheek, if he went a little further, I am afraid that his head would be halved along with the wooden door. Thinking of this, Youlan Mu's eyes narrowed slightly, staring coldly at the black-faced man who appeared at the door.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?" Youlan Mu's divine sense moved, and he held Ji Changqing's spirit sword in his hand, and the murderous aura on the axe just now made Youlan Mu have no doubt that the other party really wanted to kill him.

"I want your head!" Black Mountain's eyes widened angrily, without saying a word, he shouted, and slashed with an axe, and the surface of the axe blade was full of fire, like the top of a mountain cliff to the Youlan Mu.

Youlan Mu was shocked, only to feel that the red light in front of him was blooming, and he couldn't see the trajectory of the plate axe at all, so he could only run the battle spell with all his strength, triggering ten rounds of spiritual power fluctuations to pour into the spirit sword, and stabbing at the darkest place in the red light.

"Dang" There was a loud sound, the sword and axe intersected, and a huge force came along the sword body, Youlan Mu's right arm shook in vain, and the spirit sword came out of his hand and was nailed to the roof. Immediately after that, Youlan Mu's chest was hit by the sharp horns of a bison, and immediately a piece of blood spilled out, and his whole person flew out like a kite with a broken string breaking through the wall.

"You idiot, are you so ready to fight!" The broken army scolded Youlan Mu for his extremely poor response to the battle, but Youlan Mu couldn't hear anything clearly now.

In a trance, three black phantoms floated in front of Youlan Mu's eyes, and his ears buzzed, and when the three phantoms overlapped into a black-faced man, Youlan Mu saw the surrounding scene clearly.

He lay on the gravel floor at the back of the hut, a cut in his chest, red blood staining large swaths of his shirt, but fortunately the wound was not deep enough to show his bones. Ahead, a black charcoal head was clumsily trying to get out of the hole he had brought.

Youlan Mu was half lying on the ground, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he endured the pain and took out a fiery talisman from the storage bag, and instilled spiritual power into the talisman in the other party's stunned, igniting the fiery talisman.

With the guidance of the broken army, Youlan Mu has a general understanding of the contents of the storage bag, this fiery talisman is the most commonly used talisman in the war, it is powerful, consumes less spiritual power, and is a rare killing weapon.

Just as Youlan Mu was about to throw the fire talisman at the black charcoal head, the warning of the broken army sounded in his head again, "Be careful! Someone from behind is secretly approaching. ”

Youlan Mu pinched the fingers of the fiery talisman for a moment, and swept backwards with his divine consciousness fully opened, perhaps it was Youlan Mu's move to let go of his divine sense that disturbed the other party, the person knew that his body was exposed, so he simply flashed out of the shadows, and waved his spirit sword to take Youlan Mu's back heart.

Youlan Mu sneered, and threw the fiery talisman behind him without looking back.

"Fire Charm!" Seeing the incoming object clearly, the black-clothed man who sneaked up screamed loudly, and he didn't have time to dodge, so he could only curl up and protect the vital point of his body with his arms and legs.

With a loud "boom", the scorching fireball smashed on the man in black, slamming him out like a ball, and his black clothes were torn to pieces, revealing the flesh and blood inside.

The black-clothed mouth vomited blood, spun around in mid-air, and fell heavily on the hard ground, and the fat body faintly exuded a choking smell of burnt meat.

Seeing the other party's face clearly, Youlan Mu was stunned at first, and then there was an unconcealable killing intent.

"Black blind man, it's you!"