Chang Ling's sparring partners all follow her strength realm, and when she doesn't have the next step to understand or improve, this old man will definitely not attack.

There was no need to even fight, Chang Ling had already experienced endless oppression in this seemingly endless pursuit.

The gap was laid out in front of her nakedly.

She had so much trouble dealing with the cultivators in the Yuanying Realm, and when she walked out of Wuliang Mountain and walked to the center of the whirlpool, how should she deal with herself.

Just finished a battle, Chang Ling leaned aside exhaustedly, silently recalling the 'battle' process just now.

Thinking about it, his thoughts involuntarily drifted away, and he was suddenly pulled back when the sound of the white mist sounded in his ears.

"Why don't you control your soul?" asked Bai Mist in some surprise.

"Soul control?"

Bai Wu pulled a somewhat evil smile, and said faintly: "It is to pierce your divine soul into their sea of consciousness with countless filaments, firmly entangle their dirty and weak divine souls, and then manipulate them as you like." ”

Chang Ling felt a chill, this is the origin of the corpses and remnants all over the mountains.

A natural ability that Nightmare was born with.

Looking at Chang Ling, who was indifferent, Bai Wu pursed his lips.

If you don't have the strength, it's the biggest waste and sin.

After a long while, Chang Ling asked a little dryly, "White Mist, why are you trying to control their souls." ”

Bai Wu was stunned for a moment, his face stiffened, and he quickly said casually: "Who let them treat me like that." ”

"You know that these people are not the ones who speak ill of you or shake their fists at you, and even those people have been punished long ago. Chang Ling said with a cold face.

Chang Ling thought, as a creature born and raised by heaven and earth, in this Heavenly Xuan Realm, what Bai Wu could get could be said to be his own son, and those who had hurt him or tried to harm him in vain, in the subsequent life cultivation, would always inadvertently suffer from heavenly punishment.

Tiandao didn't want his child to be a clean creature forever, and he was willing to punish him for him.

It's just that such posterior protection is still a step late after all.

So for many years, Bai Mist didn't understand why such an almost tragic blow to a newborn creature would come to him impartially if the Heavenly Dao really favored him.

He walked far away on a road of no return, only to see the so-called 'parents' begging him for belated justice.

Bai Wu still looked indifferent, he thought that he would say this because he took Chang Ling's human identity into account.

The so-called hatred, few people will hold a grudge for a lifetime because an ant bites them.

Those things made him shed a few tears when he was a teenager, and after so many years, he once thought that he would remember the vicious words and the faces of those people for a lifetime.

After all, his life is too long, how can those people make waves.

As for the next many years, he will kill other lives at will, but it is just a matter of mood.

When you're bored, you draw a soul and let them tell a story.

When you are happy, you can also take out some soul and 'share' happiness.

That's why he did so much. He narrowed his eyes and repeated the sentence in his heart, not knowing who he was talking about.

............

Before Chang Ling's arrival, he had almost no concept of 'human', and it seemed that everything in the world could be simply divided into interesting and boring.

He has been confined to Wuliang Mountain for a long time, and can only manipulate those former souls to reluctantly go to the outside world to see, and after a long period of loneliness, he finally meets an interesting soul again.

Even if they are the same kind, they have never met before and have not seen each other for many years, what feelings can they have. Bai Mist sneered in his heart.

He can easily trap her, so he is not in a hurry to control the soul, and when her longevity is exhausted, he will pull her out again, and obtain another kind of eternal life with him.

How nice.

Bai Wu seemed to be able to think of the many years in the future, Wuliang Mountain, which was full of vitality and fun, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but bring a smile.

Chang Ling knew at a glance that the person in front of him had not listened to his words.

She let out a long breath and forced herself to calm down.

If you are in the mortal world, White Mist can be called a fully qualified bad person.

He was bad and he never thought what he was doing was a bad thing.

She didn't have any desire to talk to the white mist again, she closed her eyes, sat upright and began to breathe.

It's okay for a naïve person to be ignorant of the world, but the white mist has the most accurate insight into everything in the world.

He was naturally aware of Chang Ling's changes, he pursed his lips, and the whole person instantly turned into a burst of mist in the mountains and forests, and it dissipated at once.

The consequence of Bai Mist's anger was that Chang Ling would not have a sparring partner in the Yuan Infant Realm for the next month.

Bai Mist's undisguised mind is too easy to guess, Chang Ling has never worried that he will suddenly embarrass her one day, this kind of thing is useless even if Chang Ling is worried, after all, her current life and death situation can be pinned on Bai Mist's casual thoughts.

This is the weak, helpless and slaughtered.

The best way to solve the problem is to lean down and coax the white fog.

Chang Ling is naturally very clear about this truth, but I don't know if it is the temperament on Bai Wu's body that drives the few youthful spirits in her, and under the situation of firmly believing that she is right, she really can't make peace with a shy face.

So Chang Ling spent a rare month of comfort and worry-free along the way.

She ran to her heart's content in the huge Wuliang Mountain, often without using spiritual exercises, looking for the trails between the mountains to run back and forth.

Sometimes she would sneak behind Abi and watch the little fox look like a newborn child, with a desire to know everything around her.

As long as Bai Wu wanted to, he could completely 'disappear' in her life, but Chang Ling could feel the feeling of being watched at all times.

This is the undisguised gaze of the white mist.

They are like two children who are angry with each other after a quarrel, they are aware of each other's existence, but neither of them will be the first to speak.

Chang Ling finally broke out when he didn't know how many times he walked into the dark forest and was entangled by the remnants of the soul in it.

The vast majority of the souls on Wuliang Mountain are not aware of the fact that they have died due to the control of the white mist, and many of them are still smiling when they are summoned, in this case, they will hardly breed resentment and become the so-called yin spirits.

On weekdays, there is no summoning of the white mist, and they continue to 'live' in their respective positions.

But Chang Ling has always been able to encounter these souls recently.

They floated happily in front of Chang Ling one by one, and the happiness made Chang Ling feel distressed.

She is really a softer person, knowing the truth and watching these people live 'warmly', Chang Ling is not suffering all the time.

The souls stay here, never able to enter the cycle of reincarnation, waiting for their souls to continue to fade under the power of the years, and finally there is only one path to dissipate between heaven and earth.

"White Mist!Can you ...... Can you ...... them" Chang Ling shouted loudly, but then his voice became smaller and smaller, and it was already inaudible.

What qualifications does she have to say these words.

Even she didn't dare to continue, her life was pinned on the moody white mist, I don't know when she started, she was no longer as reckless as she once risked her life.

However, the white mist that heard the voice was still very quickly in front of Chang Ling, his grasp of people's hearts was really in place, between them, it was destined that Chang Ling would speak first, and Chang Ling would be defeated first.

A kind of secret pleasure and self-satisfaction arose in Bai Mist's heart.

When he stood in front of Chang Ling, Chang Ling just stared at him silently with a pair of eyes wide.

There was undisguised rebuke and disgust in her eyes, and in the face of such a gaze, Bai Wu felt like she was falling into an ice cellar.

The two were in a stalemate for a long time, and Bai Wu sneered and said, "Seeking justice for them?"

There was a little more grievance in his tone: "Chang Ling, have you ever thought about why I killed so much, and now I am still alive and well, it's just that I can't leave Wuliang Mountain." ”

"Do you think I don't want to let these people go, and since they can't give me pleasure anymore, what does it matter to me if they go or stay? ”

More words, the white fog is no longer spoken, and the invisible rules between heaven and earth are restricting everyone all the time.

Chang Ling was stunned for a moment, and the countless miscellaneous news in his mind began to be connected together.

As a creature born and raised in heaven and earth, Bai Mist did evil, and should have been punished more severely than ordinary people, and when he was in the outside world before, the killing attached to his body may have been completely canceled out because he received the heavenly thunder, but after entering Wuliang Mountain.

When Chang Ling sees him now, he still has no karma or any bloody aura on his body, and his temperament is pure and good.

However, he also committed many murders in Wuliang Mountain, but the souls of these people were also detained by him in Wuliang Mountain, not entering reincarnation, waiting for them to slowly dissipate with the passage of time, and feed back to heaven and earth again.

Feed back to heaven and earth.

Chang Ling's pupils widened slightly, she was no longer a little girl who knew nothing, she had been with Luoyue for so long, and she had heard a little about the secrets between heaven and earth.

The will of the Heavenly Dao in the Heavenly Xuan Realm should be limited invisibly, and this restriction should be that he must protect this piece of heaven and earth and protect the creatures between the heavens and the earth, but the life, monks, or demon spirits that continue to breed in this heaven and earth and the spiritual energy that the cultivation of the demon spirit cultivates all come from his own power.

Under the long-term extraction of Tianxuanjun, the power of the Tianxuan Realm is declining year by year, and the will of the Heavenly Dao does not want to kill these 'own people' to recover well, but due to restrictions, he has no choice, and he still has to do his best to support these people.

So the white mist that was born, from the beginning of his encounter in the earthly world, to the later transformation, to come to Wuliang Mountain to constantly detain the soul, etc., in this life, maybe also in the way of heaven, under the guidance and control of his 'father'.

He formed such a stubborn character, did many evil things, and was firmly confined to this small world for a long time.

Over the years, the dissipated creatures on Wuliang Mountain also made the Heavenly Dao a great supplement, and under the operation of the Heavenly Dao, the white mist was also exempted from the punishment of the Heavenly Thunder, but he was permanently imprisoned in Wuliang Mountain.

So does Bai Wu know, his birth, his life, does he know that he has also become a tool used by the Heavenly Dao?

At this time, Bai Wu said softly: "Of course I know. ”

Chang Ling was already extremely helpless about this situation where her thoughts were easily spied on, and the pity in her heart was still greater than the fear of Bai Mist, she gently took a few steps forward and tentatively patted Bai Mist's shoulder.

This time her hand didn't run through the figure in front of her.

Bai Mist smiled self-deprecatingly, he sometimes didn't know whether to praise his sharpness, he had glimpsed the truth so easily.

When he was high up and laughing at other creatures who were disgusted by the Heavenly Dao and disliked by the Great Dao, how much better could he be.

By the time he understood his fate, it was already too late.

Punishing evil and promoting good is also a criterion that must be implemented by the Heavenly Dao, and the accumulated sins on his body have already made him have no other choice.

Both of them were silent, each wanting to speak, and neither knew what to say.

Chang Ling has always been difficult to truly dislike Bai Mist, for such an innocent and pure person, her sudden desire to protect has almost become an instinct.

After understanding the cause and effect this time, Chang Ling actually had a particularly absurd idea.

She wanted to accompany Bai Mist and use merit to alleviate her sins.

Let this creature, who was originally born from heaven and earth and should have a vast and free life, return to the world that belongs to him again.

The white mist with lowered eyebrows suddenly waved her hand, and the strange and disgusting scene that Chang Ling had seen before appeared in front of her again.

In that not so vast space, countless broken souls were entangled, and they were still merging.

Chang Ling vaguely remembered that the last time he saw this scene, the beautiful woman next to him still had an arm, and now there was only a head attached to the 'body'.

"These people, according to any kind of law, are heinous wicked, and even if they enter the Yellow Spring, they should be punished day after day under the eighteen layers of hell, and for the rest of the souls of virtue and virtue, all I can do is to place them and let them dissipate under the power of time, and as for these, I can reluctantly punish them. Bai Mist said softly.

By the time he suddenly woke up, he could no longer let go of the good, and could only reluctantly punish the most evil.

Even over the years, he has been controlled by invisible forces, constantly attracting people from the outside world to Wuliang Mountain, and choosing those who are full of blood debts and strong karma.