Time passed in a flash, and three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Because the ink evil belonged to Fengxin, he didn't get an independent attic, but lived with the other Fengxin.

The attic where the ink evil lives is number nine, and there are three people in total, and if you count him, it will be four.

When he moved in, there was no fight between them as he thought, and Mo Xie thought it was because the other three were very peaceful.

However, in the past three days of observation, Mo Xie also found that what happened around him was not an isolated phenomenon, and there had been no fighting in other Fengxin attics, including bullying and the like.

After some understanding, he understood the reasons, one is the attitude of the Yunmeng Sect to severely punish this kind of thing, and the other is that the great worshippers who live here also have the obligation to maintain law and order in this area.

Therefore, even if these Fengxin predecessors were unrestrained casual cultivators, they would not commit crimes against the wind.

And the three people who live on the ninth floor also have their own characteristics.

For example, Qin Zhuang, who is the oldest and has the highest cultivation here, is tall and thin, his face is very similar to his body type, he looks like a donkey face, but his personality is very gentle, as long as he has leisure time, he will popularize the rules and power distribution of Yunmeng Sect to Mo Xie, and he has always had an elegant smile.

The second is Xiao Zhan, people like to stick to others as their name suggests, as long as a mouth is opened, it can't be closed, when the ink evil stays, it has been sticking to the ink evil, and talking endlessly, and finally the annoying ink evil has no choice, so he has to close his hearing, which avoids the urge to kill him.

Finally, Mu Feng, with long flowing hair, likes to dress up, as long as he is fine, he looks in the mirror and dresses himself up, like a woman.

One day, early in the morning.

The ink evil pretended to stop cultivating, and the true body came out of the killing world and merged with the clone, in fact, he would go to the killing world every night to transform the shadow, but because he was afraid of being discovered, he also came out from time to time to see the surrounding situation.

As a result, the speed of shadow transformation has not been as fast as before, and it took a total of fifty-two to transform in three days.

During the day, he went to Qin Zhuang to inquire about Yunmeng Sect intentionally or unintentionally, in fact, he also wanted to ask Changming directly about these things, but after all, Dark Changming was just a quick product, and there were many flaws.

Among them, the memory is incomplete, and the cultivation is the most serious, which is a little stronger than the original Nine Dragons, and it will not be immediately detected by acquaintances.

So he was forced to have no choice, and Mo Xie had no choice but to make this decision.

However, fortunately, Qin Zhuang did not find the abnormality of the ink evil, which was entirely due to the simple character he had created before, and there was no sense of disobedience when asking any sensitive questions.

"Lao Qin, I want to make meritorious contributions, I want to become those little offerings, do you have any way. ”

Mo Xie sat next to Lao Qin, looked at Lao Qin, who was tasting wine, and asked straight to the point.

Hearing this, Lao Qin put down the delicate wine glass in his hand, raised his eyebrows, and said with some surprise: "Do you want to become a little worshipper?"

Mo Xihan scratched his head with a smile, and said very honestly: "I also want to be as beautiful as those little offerings." ”

"Hehe," Lao Qin smiled gently, among the people he experienced, there were countless people who had the same idea as Mo Xie, but Mo Xie was the only one who dared to say it.

"If you want to be a great worshipper, this cultivation must reach the late stage of foundation building, and you can only practice the late stage of qi, which is still very early. ”

"I... Lao Qin, let me tell you a secret, you must not tell others. Mo Xie's eyes flickered for a moment, as if he was thinking about something, and then his expression became solemn, which made Lao Qin subconsciously sit up straight.

"I... I actually concealed my cultivation. ”

"Hi... I thought something was going on. ”

When Lao Qin heard this, his serious expression instantly relaxed, and his straight back changed back to its original appearance, in fact, everyone here more or less concealed some cultivation, after all, Yunmeng was safe, and for them to worship, they couldn't completely put their minds at ease.

This is an instinct that cannot be resisted or changed.

"Isn't it just a small realm..... Before Lao Qin could spit out the last word, he only felt a strong wind suddenly burst out from the ink evil on the opposite side, blowing him to swallow the last word into his stomach.

Immediately after that, the ink evil, which was originally like a little sheep, began to climb at a terrifying speed, and almost in the blink of an eye, it instantly broke through the foundation building period and began to advance to a higher level.

The early stage of foundation building!

Mid-stage foundation building!

Lao Qin's mouth grew bigger and bigger, and his calm eyes were already full of horror, in fact, he had already read the information of the ink evil before the ink evil moved in, and at the same time, it also recorded the life history forged by the ink evil, and a series of experiences.

Therefore, Lao Qin naturally knew the age of the ink evil and what the state of his life was before he joined the Yunmeng Sect, it was really more casual than casual cultivation, if he wanted spirit stones without spirit stones, and if he wanted resources without resources, it could be said that he was really poor and white.

But such a twenty-eight-year-old young man with a difficult life has the same cultivation as him, and he is in the middle stage of foundation building.

This made Lao Qin feel the world's malice towards him so clearly for the first time.

"Also..."

Just when Lao Qin thought that all the cultivation concealed by the ink evil was liberated and wanted to say that it was not bad, the momentum that the ink evil had been brewing for a long time suddenly broke out, and the cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building began to continue to climb wildly at that terrifying speed again.

Lao Qin: ".............."

Later stage of foundation building!

Build the pinnacle of the foundation!

The ink evil exuded a terrifying aura all over his body, but it was as if he had reached the peak, and the speed of climbing came to an abrupt halt here.

The wind swirled around him like a knife, and the chair he was sitting in had been torn to shreds, and the furniture around him was not spared.

"Give me an explanation!"

The ink evil roared angrily, and his dark face was instantly filled with a strange blood-red, and strips of green tendons as thick as earthworms were revealed on his bare skin.

Peng!

A muffled sound suddenly resounded throughout the ninth floor, and then the body of the ink evil shook suddenly, and the aura of the peak of the foundation suddenly broke through to the early stage of the Dao Seed.

The strong wind around him gradually stabilized.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Pieces of wood that had been swept into the air by the wind fell to the ground with a series of crackling sounds.

And Lao Qin, who was hiding on the side, was already shocked and couldn't come back to his senses, with his eyesight, he couldn't see through the ink evil, and the momentum exuded by the ink evil's body, none of these showed the true degree of the ink evil's own cultivation.

"I almost didn't break the seal. ”

Mo Xie showed some annoyance, as if he was blaming the forbidden quality of sealing the cultivation.

"Hehe, Lao Qin, don't tell anyone my secret. After complaining about the ink evil after the ban, he turned his head and made a secret gesture to Lao Qin.

Lao Qin: "............."

After a long time.

Lao Qin woke up from his trance, he coughed and shivered at first, trying to cover up his previous gaffe, but this was undoubtedly an act of covering his ears and stealing the bell.

"Ahem, I didn't expect you to hide so many cultivations. ”

Until now, Lao Qin's heart is still full of unreal feelings, obviously he was his junior one second, but why did he become a junior in the next second....

Mo Xie Han laughed and whispered: "My master said, the water in this immortal cultivation realm is too deep, let me hide it, so as not to be overshadowed..."

"It's clumsy..."Lao Qin covered his head, in fact, he really wanted to say to Mo Xie, you are hiding a little too much.

But after thinking about it, he felt that there was nothing wrong with Mo Xie doing this, after all, hiding a little is also hiding, and hiding more is still hiding, so why not hide more, and let the other party relax their vigilance because of their low cultivation.

"Yes, yes, yes! It's clumsy, I always forget this word, or Lao Qin, you have a high culture. ”

"Hey...."

Lao Qin sighed heavily, before Mo Xie first came, Lao Qin just thought that this young man who looked a little anxious was very honest, but now that he looked at it, he couldn't tell whether he was stupid or honest.

But then again, Lao Qin was also very curious about the master in the mouth of the ink evil, because he had not seen any record of this master in the information of the ink evil.

"By the way, who is that master of yours?" asked Lao Qin.

"My master, my master is my master, who else can it be. Mo Xie scratched his head, his big cow-like eyes full of doubt.

"I'm talking about your master's current person, why don't you follow your master, but come to Yunmeng Sect as an offering. ”

Lao Qin said the thing he couldn't figure out the most, because he could train a master who was in the early stage of the true spirit at the age of twenty-eight, in any case, he should be a profound existence, and with such a master, he should be stronger than a dog in Yunmeng.

"Master I died when I was ten years old, and he didn't teach me anything, he just told me stories for a few years, and then he died. Mo Xie clasped his nostrils and said disapprerovingly.

"Tell a story, then what are you cultivating?" Lao Qin wondered.

"You said that this cultivation is my cultivation, I have been cultivating since I can remember, at that time I just felt very comfortable meditating, so after a long time, I had such a cultivation, and I only knew it after I walked out of our village. ”

When Mo Xie said this, there was a proud look on his face, as if this matter had been discovered through his wit, and Lao Qin was speechless when he saw it.

"Lao Qin, my cultivation should be enough, am I a big offering now?"

"It's still early. ”

"Why, didn't you say that as long as you reach the later stage of foundation building, you can be a small offering. ”

"Do you have meritorious?"

"Nope. ”

"That's the end of it. ”

"Old Qin, do you know what a liar looks like?"

"I don't know. ”

"Then you can look back. ”

Mo Xie pointed to the broken mirror behind Lao Qin and said.