Qin Mo took the rough stone, stared at it for a while, and said, "What's weird, why didn't I see it?"

"Of course you can't see it, but I'm a shaman, and my perception of life is countless times stronger than yours. After Turin finished proudly, he pointed to the original stone and said, "When the Hong Mongolian silkworm was born, it should not have any artistic conception, but in this ancient silkworm, I felt a strong sense of domineering. ”

Qin Mo was stunned for a moment and asked, "Then is this good or bad?"

"I don't know. Turin shook his head, "If it is incubated, it will be difficult to control it in the future." ”

"Is it because of my bloodline that this artistic conception is generated?" Qin Mo scratched his head, and then immediately denied, "But I have never been very domineering, even if I got the sword intent of the Overlord Divine Sword, I was not affected too much." ”

Qin Mo's intention is to do business, even if he wants to produce an artistic conception, it should be the same as his, but why is it such a domineering meaning? He really couldn't figure it out.

But this time he didn't leave it behind, because the Hong Mongolian silkworm is related to his vitality, if the Hong Mongolian silkworm can't hatch successfully, then the dead demon insect in the heaven and earth oven in his body will become his life-seeking sword, and it may explode at any time and devour him.

Who knows how long the god and demon bone inscription will be able to suppress these dead demon insects? After all, he is not a real god and demon, and it is difficult to control these dead demon insects.

"By the way, when you hatched, did you drink alcohol?" At this moment, Turin suddenly thought of the drinking that day, and the monkey wine contained the domineering power of wine.

Qin Mo suddenly realized, he also reacted immediately, three days ago, after he carried Turin back, he began to digest the monkey wine in his belly.

In fact, he did not refine the wine at the first time, but directly sealed the wine in his body with a strong body, waiting to be refined afterwards.

This is also why Turin was drunk, Qin Mo was not drunk, Turin was directly refined after drinking, so she didn't last long.

Qin Mo was also very careful when refining the monkey wine, and did not immediately refine all the wine, but refined it part by part, after all, if he was also drunk, he would be calculated by others, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

But in the past three days, Qin Mo was indeed a little drunk, and the domineering drinking power of Monkey Wine was even affected by him, but he had a divine prison to suppress it.

Although the monkey wine can be awakened at first, it becomes more and more wrong when you drink it, and you don't know that you are drunk until you get drunk.

In addition, the monkey wine contains a strong vitality, most of these vitality is absorbed by Qin Mo, at this moment he is full of vitality again, reaching the level of the peak period, but there is also most of the vitality, which was swallowed by the death demon worm, which makes Qin Mo very unhappy.

If he fed these wolf cubs from time to time, Qin Mo was very worried that they would riot because of hunger.

"Could it be that it is because I drank wine, so I have the wine power of the Mongolian silkworm in my blood, which is why I ......" Qin Mo remembered that he did not use the sealed essence blood to hatch the ancient silkworm at that time, but used the essence blood that had just been refined.

This was also because he was worried that the essence blood would not be enough, so he did not use the sealed essence blood, but he didn't expect it to bring such an effect.

"It must be so. Turin frowned and said, "If it hatches out and can't recognize the Lord, it will run away, if it runs away, it will waste so much essence and blood in vain, if you waste so much essence and blood, Master, you will lose a lot, Master, you will lose a lot, Master you will lose a lot, and I will lose too." ”

"......" Qin Mo didn't understand what kind of logic she was, but her worries were very reasonable, but he didn't know much about the Hong Mongolian silkworm, and the only news came from Turin.

Seeing the master looking at him, Turin's face couldn't help but blush, and he said, "If you look at me like this, I will be shy." ”

"......" Qin Mo didn't know what to say, but when he thought that hatching might be difficult to deliver, he said excitedly, "Is there any way to drive away the drunken intent of monkey wine?"

"This ......," Turin thought for a moment, then shook his head, "It seems that it can't, once the artistic conception is understood, it is a matter of life." ”

"What should I do!" Qin Mo was anxious.

"By the way, Master, when you hatched with your essence blood, did you feel the preservation of the Hung Mongolian silkworm?"

"This ......" Qin Mo thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I really didn't feel this." ”

"That's not good, if you can't feel its existence, it proves that there is no connection, it is likely to become a separate individual, and it will ...... then" Turin didn't continue, but the expression on her face told Qin Mo that it would be very strict.

Qin Mo suddenly had two big heads, but Turin, who was the only one who knew about the Hung Mongolian silkworm, had no way, so that Qin Mo had to make a choice at this time.

One is to continue to consume essence and blood to hatch a Hong Mongolian silkworm that cannot recognize the owner, and the other is to give up directly, let the young body of the Hong Mongolian silkworm self-destruct, and most of the results are dead.

A creature like this kind of rebellious nature is often extremely difficult to be born, especially when it is a young body, it will encounter a lot of calamities, and now this calamity is in Qin Mo's hands.

He held the original stone in his hand, his eyes wandered in the stone, and after a long time, he let out a long breath and said: "God has the virtue of good life, and the earth has the thickness of loads, since you are born with my blood, I will be responsible to the end, whether you are obedient or not in the future, I am willing." ”

In fact, it's useless for Qin Mo to be unwilling, at least he still has some hope for it, if he doesn't, it will definitely be hopeless.

However, when Turin heard his words, she looked strange, and her expression was solemn, and she thought about it, and after a while she said, "Master, what you said is not right. ”

Qin Mo was in a state of depression, and when he heard Turin picking a thorn, he said angrily: "What's wrong?"

"You say that God has the virtue of a good life, this sentence sounds high-sounding, but I don't think it's right. Turin looked at Qin Mo very seriously, "If God has the virtue of a good life, why did it give birth to a hundred races and ravage our human race for several generations? If God has the virtue of a good life, why does it continue to fight between eras? If God has the virtue of a good life, why does it give birth to a hundred races and a human race, and it has to give birth to right and wrong, cause and effect ethics?"

Hearing this, Qin Mo was speechless for a moment, because what Turin said was very right, if God was born well, why did two opposing races be born? Why is there oppression, why is there life and death?

"Then you mean to say that God has no virtue for a good life?" Qin Mo asked.

"No, Heaven has the virtue of a good life. Turin retorted earnestly.

"You just said I was wrong, and now you say you're right, what do you want?" Qin Mo was a little angry, feeling that Turin was making trouble unreasonably, and it was still in his mood, so it was okay to not comfort him, and he still came to pick his thorns.

"You are indeed wrong, the heaven of the human race is the holy emperor, and the holy emperor is virtuous, so the saying that the heavens have the virtue of a good life is true, but it is limited to my human race. Turin said.

"......" Qin Mo was dumbfounded, not knowing how to continue, because what Turin said was very right, he couldn't refute it, and the heaven he just said was indeed not the Holy Emperor.

"What do you want to express?" Qin Mo looked at her seriously.

"I just want to tell you that God has the virtue of a good life, which is both right and wrong. Turin spoke.

Hearing this, Qin Mo suddenly became energetic, he put away the Mongolian silkworm, and was silent, silence is naturally thinking, thinking is naturally to refute, as a master, how can he lose to his apprentice in words?

Moreover, this is still the only aspect that Qin Mo feels can beat Turin, if he loses everything, how can he, the master, continue to do it?

After thinking about it for a long time, he really figured out how to refute it, cleared his throat, and said: "As the saying goes, ......"

Before he could "Dao" come out, suddenly there was a sharp knock on the door, followed by the voice of the blood deacon, and said, "Daoist friends are here?"

"Yes, the door is not bolted, come in. Qin Mo said.

When the blood deacon heard this, he pushed the door and walked in, and saw that Turin was also there, but he didn't have time to say hello, but said eagerly: "Daoyou, can there be a horse tied to the outside?"

Hearing this, Qin Mo immediately nodded, he did tie a horse outside, if it wasn't for the blood deacon mentioning it at this time, he really forgot, as soon as he thought that it might be a horse king, Qin Mo said anxiously: "Look at my memory, I almost forgot about it, since the blood deacon mentioned it, then I bothered Daoist friends to help prepare some forage......

But before Qin Mo finished speaking, the blood deacon shook his head and said, "It's not a matter of forage, something is wrong, the horse you tied to the door knocked the young city lord's horse against you, and now the young city lord is rounding up your black horse in the whole city." ”

"What!" Qin Mo's face suddenly turned cold, "What kind of character is this young city lord, who dares to touch my horse?"

The blood deacon was stunned, he originally thought that Qin Mo would not care too much, after all, it was just a variegated black horse, but as soon as he heard Qin Mo's words, he immediately knew that something was wrong.

Thinking of the identity of the young city lord, the blood deacon immediately said: "Fellow Daoist, don't be impatient, isn't it just a variegated black horse, if you want it, I will get you a good pure-blooded black horse, isn't it thousands of times better than that variegated black horse?"

Speaking of this, the blood deacon paused for a moment and said, "But the young city lord is not easy to deal with, he is the youngest child of the city lord, and he is very pampered, in Tianlong City, even if it is my stone dissolver union, I have to give him three points." ”

"Wait, what did you just say?" Qin Mo said with a cold stat at him.

"I said that the young city lord can't be messed with. ”

"No, it's not this one, it's the one above. ”

"I'll get you a pure-blooded black-blood?"

"Not really. ”

"Isn't it just a variegated black horse?"

Hearing this, Qin Mo nodded, but his gaze became colder: "Yes, that's it, it's really just a variegated black horse, maybe it's not worth a lot of money in this city, but the problem is, he's my horse!"

The Blood Deacon felt a trembling all over his body for no reason, because of the coldness in Qin Mo's words......