The gate of the temple seems to be a line separating the two worlds of yin and yang, and from the outside of the door, it is dark and deep inside, but the moment you cross the gate, your eyes suddenly open up, as if you are in the bright sun.

The ground beneath his feet was a dazzling jade, and the top of his head was a glass-like dome.

Beside him is the original poem that followed me inexplicably.

"Can anyone follow the ceremony?" Bai Xiao asked curiously.

"The person who can't be said to have far less academic theory than me. Yuan Shi replied as a matter of course, "What's more, your situation is special, and the rules for ordinary people don't apply to you." ”

Bai Xiao nodded, his situation was indeed special, as early as before the ceremony, when the powerful magic energy bath did not take effect, the original poem reminded him that he had to be mentally prepared, and there would be a lot of trouble afterward.

"Don't think too much, just remember the answers to those three questions, and just listen to my instructions when the time comes. ”

"Good. ”

Bai Xiao didn't talk nonsense, he still had almost absolute trust in the original poem, what she said, what he did. What's more, Bai Xiao also knew that the original poem followed him into the temple, and it was by no means as simple as she said.

Otherwise, why didn't she follow up with the first 4 students? The previous 148 students didn't have a tutor by her side?

Let's write down this favor, and return it with the dragon's tears when I go back.

A moment later, Bai Xiao came to the middle of the temple, only to find that there was nothing around.

"Where's the brood?"

Yuan Shi smiled: "We are inside the brood." ”

The next moment, countless invisible tentacles hung from the ceiling and entangled one after another, Bai Xiao subconsciously wanted to resist, but was warned by the original poem: "Don't move, don't stimulate her!"

Bai Xiao then endured the strong battle intent in his body, and let the tentacles touch his skin.

neck, cheeks, backs of hands...... The touch was slightly cool, and there was no discomfort, but these slight touches ignited the qi and blood in his body in an instant. made his whole body boil, and he couldn't wait to roar immediately and kill a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!

However, Bai Xiao used his towering willpower like a holy mountain to firmly restrain this impulse.

Before the ceremony, Yuan Shi reminded him that the biggest trouble today is not the brood, but himself!

And the first quality of a snowy mountain hunter to solve any trouble is absolute calmness!

At the same time, the voice of the original poem also sounded in Bai Xiao's mind.

"Don't think of yourself as a snow mountain hunter, you are now a student of the academy, a demon priest, try to relieve your hunter instinct and recall the answers to those three questions!"

Bai Xiao was stunned for a moment.

It's easy to say that you can get rid of your instinct, but if your instinct is so easy to get rid of, there will be no such thing as a short spring night in the world......

But Bai Xiao still tried to put it down.

This kind of letting go is not simply emptying the mind, because it is tantamount to allowing instinct to take over the body. Instead, he forcibly uses reason, like scraping bones to cure poison, forcibly suppressing all traces of instinct in the body.

The process was very difficult.

With Bai Xiao's current physical condition, it is already very difficult to force himself to suppress his qi and blood, let alone to separate his mind to clear his instincts one by one, and regard himself as a demon Taoist.

Fortunately, he has experienced similar training many times as early as in the snowy mountains.

When Bai Wuya was training him to become the best hunter of the younger generation, he once said that the best hunter must be a hunter who can use his instincts freely. And using it freely naturally also includes letting go.

After a while, Bai Xiao only felt that the tumbling qi and blood in his body gradually cooled down, and the muscles of his limbs were no longer tense, and the atmosphere of the imminent battle was finally lifted.

At the same time, Bai Xiao couldn't help but think of the three questions before the original poem.

Who I am, what I want to be, what power I dream of.

These three questions are designed by the original poem, so that students can recognize themselves more clearly and lock the goal, she deliberately left a day for students to meditate on such simple three questions, in fact, the important thing is not the answer to the question, but to let students spend a lot of time to sort out themselves, in order to enter an ineffable state of mind.

In such a state, the results of transplanting the demon seed will far exceed expectations!

So the original poem didn't even ask everyone for the answer at that time.

Bai Xiao was also glad that she didn't ask, because after contemplating all night, Bai Xiao had actually realized that his answer was ...... It's a bit hard to talk about.

That was only as long ago as he could remember.

I still remember that it was also the season of mountain closure, and Bai Wuya carried the young Bai Xiao deep into the holy mountain.

Of course, that is a violation of taboos, but with Bai Wuyan's temperament, the so-called taboo is probably something that is designed to make people break and bring pleasure.

Bai Xiao still remembered that he was lying on Bai Wuya's back, with the wind and snow whistling like the roar of ghosts and gods in his ears, and what he saw in front of him was a white mang. There are countless ice slag and snow flakes as sharp as blades all around...... But all of this was blocked by Bai Wuya with flesh and blood.

Armed with a snow-white bone spear, he walked unhindered across the sacred mountain, making his way along the steep rocks, almost defying gravity in a straight line.

The process was long and seemed short, and when I think about it, many of the details have been blurred.

But Bai Xiao still clearly remembered that when Bai Wuya carried him through the wind and snow, everything in front of him suddenly became clear!

The sky is as blue as ever, like a crystal clear gem that envelops the world, without the slightest blemish. Because all the dust was swept away by the wind and snow, and left behind the father and son.

And in the tribe, reaching the sky, the unattainable holy mountain is also being trampled under the feet of Bai Wuya.

In the mountain closure season, when the wind and snow were the most violent, he climbed to the top of the holy mountain with Bai Xiao on his back!

"Kid, this is what I saw, it's wonderful, isn't it?"

Bai Xiao still remembers Bai Wuya's pride when he spoke.

Yes, it is indeed a wonderful scenery, and when I look up, the clear blue sky seems to be nothing but me. And lowering your head, the whistling wind and snow clouds, and the vast world hidden behind it, make people clearly realize how vast this world is. And in such a vast world, no one or thing can be higher than oneself.

This is the scenery that Bai Wuya sees.

It is also a memory that Bai Xiao will remember for a lifetime.

He wasn't born with an absolute memory, and many of the things of his childhood had been forgotten. However, the clear blue sky and the bold words of my father in front of him are still remembered to this day.

Perhaps, that's what you really want.

The next moment, when the blue appeared in Bai Xiao's mind again, the invisible tentacles around him also quietly implanted a seed into Bai Xiao's body.

The touch was very clear, but it was indescribable, Bai Xiao could clearly feel that a seed had entered his body, but not through any known senses.

Sight, taste, hearing, smell, touch, and even intuition...... Detached from these perceptions, it was as if a new organ of perception had awakened, which then told him that a seed had been planted in him......

"Remember this feeling, this is the moment when the Demon Daoist awakens his demonic sense. Yuan Shi's voice sounded again, "Then, take a serious look at your demon seed." ”

Bai Xiao tried to invoke this so-called demon consciousness that had just awakened.

It's a little jerky, like a lifelong blind person who suddenly gets a magic eye, and the brain is not good at processing a new flow of information.

In the magic sense, Bai Xiao could clearly see a small round ball, slightly flashing with blue light, but the light was like a bean, crumbling.

"This is the Demon Seed?"

"Dying Demon Seed, to be exact. Yuan Shi said, "Congratulations on refreshing the lowest score of the Demon Seed Transplantation Ceremony since the establishment of Hongshan Academy in 1800 years, according to Zhu Junshen's scoring criteria, you should be regarded as a 3-point mongrel." ”

Hearing this result, Bai Xiao was even a little disappointed: "It's not 0 points." ”

In the entrance test, he scored 0 points in the hidden score!

Yuan Shi's indifferent tone suddenly stopped: "Are you still proud!? Without me to help you refine your mind, your forbidden demon body is indeed at the level of 0 points! No matter how good the demon seed is washed by your bloodline, it will become a waste seed! No, without me, you will explode the moment you connect with the brood!"

"So what now?"

"It's simple, keep transplanting. The original poem explained, "The results of the demon seed transplant are random, especially the original brood of the Red Mountain Academy, and any demon seed can be born." Although with your forbidden demon constitution, most of the demon seeds will be reduced to cripples during the transplantation process. But there is still a small probability that the brood can produce resistant demon seeds that even the forbidden demon body can't banish. ”

"Very small odds?"

The original poem said: "Yes, I wasn't sure if this probability existed at first, but just now since your demon seed is only a remnant seed and not a dead seed, it means that this small probability does exist!

After a pause, Yuan Shi said again: "But you should have felt it just now, every time you transplant, when the brood gives you the demon seed, it will also deprive you of a part of its vitality as a price." I know you're strong, but you have to do what you can. ”

Bai Xiao nodded: "Understood, then let's have 10 rounds first." ”