Chapter 12, the five elements of control

Fang Fei opened his eyes, the bright light of the fire made him feel dizzy, and a delicate face came over, his gray-brown eyes rolling worriedly.

His body was unusually heavy, and his soul wandered outside, refusing to return to his body, until Ling Zhao's voice sounded leisurely: "Great, I'm afraid you won't wake up!"

Fang Fei suddenly came to his senses, he supported the ground with both hands, sat up straight, and his agile movements surprised the female Taoist master opposite. He looked at his body, and thankfully, he didn't turn into a tree, he was alive and full of vitality, but he was hungry and thirsty, and his stomach was empty.

"Did Father Kua deliver food?" Fang Fei asked at the mouth.

Ling Zhao didn't expect that the first thing he said when he woke up was to ask for food and drink, he was stunned for a moment, and laughed dumbly: "No, the dungeon doesn't deliver food." ”

"Don't deliver food?" Fang Fei was taken aback, "They're going to starve us to death?"

"Almost," Ling Zhao paused, "but it's not easy for us to starve to death." ”

"What do you mean?" Fang Fei turned his mind, "Oh, incarnation?"

"If you learn to incarnate, you will not starve to death and die of thirst. Lingzhao stretched out his hand and pointed at the void, and a cloud of clear water emerged, wabbing towards the boy with a shaky and trembling head.

Fang Fei swallowed it in one gulp, and the cool Qin Qin penetrated his heart and spleen. Ling Zhao nodded to the ground again, the soil arched slightly, and a bright green bud grew, the green bud grew like flying, drew a hanging leaf, blossomed and fruited, the fruit turned from green to red, and soon drooped, Ling Zhao reached out and picked it off, and handed it to Fang Fei. The boy took a bite, sweet and slightly sour, and immediately became hungry and ate all in one go.

"Different people bear different fruits," Ling Zhao paused, "to avoid waste, you'd better eat the branches and leaves." ”

Fang Fei was hungry and didn't choose to eat, grabbed the plants that grew fruits, and stuffed them into his mouth, with a bitter taste in the sourness, but because of hunger, it was not difficult to swallow.

After eating and drinking, he came to his senses, remembered what he had seen in his dream, and felt sad, and then looked around the cell, and couldn't help asking, "Where did that demon go?"

"He was ...... by me No," Ling Zhao stared at the boy, "he was defeated by us, and this time he was not lightly injured, at least three days to recuperate. ”

"But that's just his incarnation?" Fang Fei said suspiciously.

"In order to control the Siyang, his Yuan Shen is deeply integrated with the Xi Yang, and this incarnation is called the Yuan Ling Incarnation, which has the form of the master and goes straight to his Yuan Shen, and the incarnation suffers heavy damage, and the body will also be impacted. ”

"Great," Fang Fei blurted out, "Let's take the opportunity to get rid of him." ”

"No," Ling Zhao shook his head and said, "He's just weak in attack, and it's more than enough to protect himself." Fang Fei was disappointed and asked, "Who is he?"

"His name is Huang Shi Ming," Ling Zhao paused, "White King Huang Shili's own brother." ”

"Huang Shili still has a younger brother?" Fang Fei was taken aback, his intuition was incredible, "Still a demon?"

"That's right!" Ling Zhao sneered, "Huang Shili announced to the outside world that Huang Shi Ming was killed by the demons. But when I came to the dungeon, I realized that Huang Shiming was not dead at all, he was just enchanted, changed his face, and was unknown. ”

"Did Huang Shili lock him up here?" Fang Fei asked again.

"yes," Ling Zhao sneered, "in order to keep his good brother alive." ”

Fang Fei opened his mouth and asked for a while, "What about Huang Shili's wife, is Huang Qin's mother dead?"

"Do you know Emperor Qin?" Ling Zhao was slightly surprised.

"He is also a classmate of Tiansu. ”

"That's right," Ling Zhao said softly, "They are about the same age!" She was silent for a moment and raised her eyes to look at Fang Fei, "Lu Yunfei should be dead." ”

"Lu Yunfei?"

"Huang Qin's mother. ”

"Strange," Fang Fei was even more puzzled, "Why didn't Huang Shili kill his younger brother, but only his wife?"

"He was obsessed with blood, and he valued the honor of his family as his life. In his opinion, his younger brother has the blood of the royal family, which is more valuable than his wife. In addition, the relationship between him and his wife is not good, Lu Yunfei has been obsessed with Tianzong since he was a child, but Tianzong and I don't love anyone......"

"He loved Long Ji. Fang Fei couldn't help but say.

"You know that, too?" Ling Zhao looked at him in surprise.

"I have read the Heavenly Daoist Master's "Heavenly Sect, I Entered the Demon Record". ”

"Have you been to the Soul Room?" the female Taoist asked again.

Fang Fei nodded silently, and Ling Zhao said, "I haven't read that book, but I don't think he has love for Long Ji, but a desire to possess it. He is interested in Ryuhime only because Ryuhime likes Futaiin, and he regards Futaiin as an opponent, and he wants to get his hands on everything that his opponent has. Dragon Ji is just a trophy for him. Long Ji is very clear, so she is very disgusted with Tianzong me. ”

"Really?" Fang Fei didn't quite agree with the female Taoist master's opinion, "In the book, Tianzong I gave up Long Ji to protect her, and Ximen Star Soul likes to attack the opponent's family. ”

Ling Zhao frowned and looked at him, and said coldly: "I'm just guessing, who knows what Tianzong thinks of it? After Lu Yunfei married Huang Shili, the relationship between husband and wife was tense. In the last war, Lu Yunfei contacted Tianzong and became a demon spy, and because of her identity, she caused a lot of losses to the Taoist. But I think that Huang Shili killed her, not because she colluded with the Demon Dao, but because she betrayed herself. ”

"Does anyone know that Emperor Shi Mingguan is here?"

"No," Ling Zhao shook his head, "except for you and me." ”

"But as you said, the Heavenly Hell will send prisoners to the dungeon on time. ”

"This is not difficult to do," Ling Zhao paused, "Is Wu Tang still in Heavenly Hell?"

"He's the deputy warden. ”

"The demon disciple can not eat or drink, and he must not devour the yuan, and if there is no yuan god to eat within a hundred days, he will be burned to death by demon fire. In order to keep his younger brother alive, Huang Shili placed Wu Tang in the Heavenly Prison, and asked him to put the prisoners into the dungeon on time to maintain Huang Shiming's survival...... Speaking of this, Ling Zhao saw Fang Fei's strange expression, "Do you have any questions?"

Fang Fei hesitated: "I went into the dungeon, maybe it was Wu Tang's conspiracy!" Ling Zhao nodded and said, "If you are really framed, Wu Tang will definitely not be able to get out of it." ”

Fang Fei hugged his head, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that Wu Tang was suspicious, and after a while, he asked again: "Does Wu Tang know that Huang Shiming is here?"

"I guess he doesn't know, Wu Shi and Wu Tang are two brothers with ordinary skills, and their only strength is absolute obedience to Huang Shili, Wu Tang doesn't care who is locked up in the dungeon, he will only transport prisoners on time. ”

"What about Father Kua?" Fang Fei still didn't give up, "Does Pan Zhen know?"

"Why does it care about this?" Ling Zhao frowned, "Father Kua is our mortal enemy, and they just want to leave the Heavenly Hell. ”

"Father Kua doesn't seem to be that bad......" Fang Fei hesitated to say his thoughts, but was coldly interrupted by Ling Zhao: "You are just a child, and you don't understand the cruelty of the world yet. The status of the Taoist is not unshakable, he has experienced countless bloody battles and paid countless sacrifices, and it is not easy to gain, and it is only lost for a moment. ”

Fang Fei couldn't refute it, so he had to say, "At least we know that if we leave alive, we will be able to expose Huang Shili's painting skin." ”

"Leave alive?" Ling Zhao looked directly at the boy, "What year is it?"

"The Year of Wuxu. ”

"When I came, it was the year of Wuzi. ”

"Wuxu?" Fang Fei pinched his fingers and shouted, "You have been here for ten years?"

"Yes," Ling Zhao said abruptly, "Emperor Shi Ming came earlier. ”

"You've been fighting?"

"When I first arrived, he tried to eat me in every possible way. Before the emperor entered the demon, he was a top armorer, and after entering the demon, he changed his name to Hercules Demon, pulling out mountains and seas, and his reputation spread far and wide. I was inferior to him in terms of strength, but I was bent on self-preservation, and after dozens of encounters, he failed to eat me, but I learned a lot of tricks to deal with him, and later I also prevented him from eating the prisoners who came here, but except for you, I never succeeded once. ”

Fang Fei exhaled and said sincerely, "Thank you." ”

"Thank me for what?"

"Thank you for saving me. ”

"No need," Ling Zhao said with a calm face, "Saving you may be the biggest mistake of my life." ”

"Because I'm an apostate?" Fang Fei asked in a low voice.

"Did you really kill Tian Haobai?" Ling Zhao said fiercely.

"Yes!" Fang Fei lowered his head, eager to get into the soil.

"What the hell is going on?" asked the female Taoist in a deep voice.

"I was possessed by Tianzong...... Fang Fei beat his spirit and said the matter again, "Later, I thought about it for a long time, and there was still no better way. ”

Ling Zhaomu was expressionless, looked at the corner of the wall, and said for a while: "You didn't lie?"

"If you don't believe me, go and ask Tiansu when you go out. ”

"Go out?" Ling Zhao smiled bitterly, "Do you know who built this place?"

"Kuafu?"

"Many years ago, Kwafu was imprisoned here. ”

"What?" Fang Fei was taken aback, "Father Kua can't get out?"

"Do you see that door?" the female Taoist priest pointed to the golden-white prison door, "That's the golden gate, the golden god is forged by himself, this door can only be opened from the outside, and the people inside will never be able to get out." ”

Fang Fei thought for a moment and said, "Let the avatar pass through the Xiyang and bypass the Golden Gate to open from the outside." ”

"I'll demonstrate. Ling Zhao walked to the left side of the Golden Gate, stretched out his index finger and pointed to the rest of the earth, and suddenly the golden light surged, and the lightning of the Golden Gate extended, and the female Taoist master's fingers reached it, making a sound of tapping on the metal.

Fang Fei looked at the Golden Gate stunned, Ling Zhao turned around and said, "The Golden Gate will be transformed, it can expand to every corner of the dungeon, no matter where we go, we can always meet it in the end." ”

"Huo Kejin," Fang Fei still didn't give up, "How about burning with fire?"

"It's useless," Ling Zhao shook his head, "The charm on the door is written by the Fragmented Evil himself, and it can withstand any attack. ”

"I have a hidden book...... Fang Fei's mind flashed, and he suddenly felt deeply depressed, there is no hidden book, and it is in vain if there is no brush.

"Fang Fei," Ling Zhao said suddenly, "I originally wanted Huang Shiming to eat you. ”

"I deserve it. Fang Fei lowered his head and said, "I deserve to die." ”

"But I still can't do it, I can't watch a child die," the female Taoist smiled self-deprecatingly, "Now it seems that I haven't made a big mistake." ”

Fang Fei raised his head and looked at the other party puzzled, Ling Zhao stretched out his hand and gently pressed it on his shoulder: "Child, Tianhaobai's death is not your fault, so it became like this, just because your opponent is Tianzong me, the most vicious and cunning demon in history, countless Daoists have been defeated in front of him, you are just a child, in the face of such an enemy, no matter how hard you try, there will be no better results." ”

Fang Fei was stunned, he had always blamed himself, endured all the blame, he confessed that he deserved it, so he never complained, humbly accepting the harshest punishment. Bad luck continued one after another, one after the other, each time sending him deeper into the abyss, bearing the malice of the whole world and encountering unprecedented suffering. He gritted his teeth and endured, he struggled with it, almost forgetting his age—he had just turned fifteen, and he was just a child.

Ling Zhao's words broke through Fang Fei's defense, and the grievances that had been suppressed for many days broke out, he lowered his head, tears burst out of his eyes, and soon turned into sobbing, and sobbing turned into crying again. For a while, he felt that he was the most miserable person in the world, he hated the injustice of fate, he was not angry with the harsh criticism of the world, he hated this world, the demons took away his parents, and the Taoist forced him to a dead end, all the bad luck came from Ziwei, this miserable world was the source of his pain.

After crying for a while, he stopped, Fang Fei wiped away his tears, and looked at Ling Zhao: "I'm sorry, I ......"

"Don't be sorry," the female Taoist smiled slightly wryly, "If it were me, I would only cry more fiercely." Fang Fei looked at her and couldn't help but say, "You, you are not the same as Tiansu. ”

"Oh?" Ling Zhao was interested, "how is she?"

"She never laughs, she's strict with herself, she's fierce with others, she's always a loner, she has almost no friends," the boy rubbed his fingers, "and to be honest, I'm a little scared of her." ”

After speaking, she didn't hear anything, raised her eyes and looked, Lingzhao looked at the roof, her expression was elusive, and after a while, she said faintly: "Tiansu...... It wasn't like this before. ”

"I don't know," Fang Fei said dejectedly, "she will never forgive me anyway." ”

"Something must have happened," Ling Zhao sighed, her face full of sadness, "It's all my fault, I didn't stay with her when she needed it most, if I could go out......" At this point she stopped and shook her head helplessly, "That's it, let's talk about you." ”

"Me?" Fang Fei was puzzled.

"Your Dao Technique," Ling Zhao paused, "Incarnation Technique." ”

"I can control the water and the wooden ......" Before Fang Fei could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the woman: "I didn't ask this, I asked about the trick you used against Emperor Shiming." ”

"You say the ice dragon roars?" Fang Fei said hesitantly.

"Ice dragon roaring?" Ling Zhao frowned, "I've never seen an avatar like that, how did you do that?"

"I don't know," Fang Fei replied honestly, "I learned it in a dream." ”

"What are you kidding in your dreams?" Ling Zhao glared at him a little angrily, "Do you know? ”

"I'm not kidding, I fought with an ice dragon in my dream, and it has killed me many times with this move......" Fang Fei said this, feeling ridiculous, he peeked at Ling Zhao, afraid that she would laugh at herself, who knew that the female Taoist master's expression was focused, and when she saw him stop, she waved her hand and said: "Go on, talk about your dream, don't miss it." ”

Fang Fei started from entering the "Bing Leaving the Country" and talked about it until the fall of the Tree King Palace. The female Taoist listened intently, never saying a word, and waited until Fang Fei finished speaking, she stood up, walked around, excited, and confused, and said as she walked: "Strange, so strange, why is this happening?" ”

Fang Fei thought about the ice dragon, stretched out his right hand, and white frost marks appeared in the void, dotted with stars, condensed into fine Xiaoice crystals, and the ice crystals turned into ice beads when they tumbled, and the ice beads turned into hailstones again, as big as a pawn, trembling one by one, but to this extent, the hail no longer expanded. He became agitated, and sent his hand forward, and the hail shot out, hitting the soil with a popping sound, seemingly fierce and violent, but Fang Fei understood that this kind of attack was far from being called a "roar".

He was unwilling, and tried several times, but each hail only grew to the size of a ping-pong ball, and the power of the launch was even worse than once. Fang Fei was ashamed and anxious, his hands pushed in turn, and the hail came and went, leaving dense pits on the wall, but the divine power of the "Ice Dragon" failed to reappear, he was exhausted, and he had no choice but to stop, panting and saying, "Strange, I can't use that trick." ”

Ling Zhao didn't care, nodded and said, "It's right if you can't make it." Fang Fei looked at her in surprise: "Why?"

"The power of the Ice Dragon's Roar is not yours, but from somewhere else. ”

"Where is it?" Fang Fei became more and more confused the more he listened.

"I don't know," Ling Zhao's expression was serious, "but I can be sure that there is an alien force that has entered your dreams, tempered you, taught you, and not only that, it is protecting you. When your life is in danger, it will enter your body and help you unleash the 'Ice Dragon Roar'. ”

Fang Fei heard it in a fog: "Why does it help me?"

"You have to ask yourself, what powerful people do you know?"

"Heavenly Dao Master," Fang Fei became excited, "The Dream Mountain has said that Tianhao Bai is their king. ”

"Impossible," Ling Zhao shook his head again and again, "People die like lights go out, unless they leave Yuan Zhu, but you said that Tian Haobai left nothing." ”

"Yes," Fang Fei said stupidly, "he told the mountain rotten stone himself. Ling Zhao pondered for a moment and said softly, "You said that the world in your dream is called Bingli Country?"

"Yes!"

"C is the fire of the heavenly stem, separation is the fire of gossip, and C is clutched together......"

"Fire Country?" Fang Fei said softly.

"No," the female Taoist master waved her hand, "The five internal organs correspond to the five elements, and the heart belongs to fire, so 'Bingli Country' should be 'Heart Country'." The master of that power has played a joke on you, and the world of dreams is certainly in your heart. ”

"So those dreams are all fake?" Fang Fei was stunned.

"Dreams are not the same as falsehood, some dreams are related to the primordial spirit, this kind of dream is neither true nor false, between the virtual and the real. That power crossed your body, directly created the dream realm, and affected your Yuan Shen, which was an extremely powerful supernatural power, and only a few demon kings and heavenly dao people could do it. ”

"Heavenly Daoist," Fang Fei thought for a moment, "Could it be Yan Xuanji?"

"Oh, how so?"

"The heart belongs to fire, and Suzaku also belongs to fire, Yan Xuanji is the Heavenly Daoist of the Suzaku people, and he is also Yan Mei's father, he has enough strength and motivation to help me. ”

"Impossible," Ling Zhao denied, "Yan Xuanji is too far away from the Heavenly Hell, and it is very dangerous to do so. ”

"How dangerous?"

"If you are too far away and the spirit cannot return in time, the person who holds the dream will fall into the 'soul' and become a walking corpse.

"What if you fugue?" Fang Fei's heart beat faster.

"Do you think it's Tianzong me?" Ling Zhao frowned at him, "Why should he help you?"

"yes?" muttered the boy, "he has no motive. ”

"One more thing," Ling Zhao paused, "Why does Shandu appear in my dream?" Fang Fei shook his head blankly, and Ling Zhao asked again, "Have you ever seen Shandu?"

"I've seen it in books. ”

"It's been too long since they've disappeared," Ling Zhao said abruptly, "and after the Djinn War, the mountain capital never appeared again. ”

"And Tianhaobai," Fang Fei pondered, "Why does Shandu want me to collect his Yuan Shen?"

"There's only one way to figure this out. ”

"What's the solution?"

"Dream!" Ling Zhao replied briefly,

"Oh?" Fang Fei was stunned for a moment, "Now?"

"Don't worry," the female Taoist master laughed, "you have to study hard before you fall asleep. ”

"Learn what?"

"Incarnation!"

"Okay!" Fang Fei came to his senses, and after some tossing, his interest in the "incarnation" increased greatly.

"Water is the beginning of all things, and incarnation often begins with water," Ling Zhao said, "Aquatic wood produces fire, earth produces gold, and water rises, and water ends, forming an endless cycle." This cycle is also called the 'Xuanwu Ring', among the four spirits, Xuanwu is the combination of the turtle and the snake, the turtle is quiet, the snake is active, the static is yin, the movement is yang, and the fusion of yin and yang can create life. Therefore, basalt is like water, and the 'Xuanwu Ring' is a symbol of life, which is the opposite of the 'Wheel of the White Tiger', which symbolizes destruction......"

"White Tiger Wheel?" Fang Fei muttered in his heart, he had heard it many times, but he couldn't understand it.

"Movement comes from stillness, and yang is born from yin, but yin and yang are not absolute. The five elements are born together, water is yin, wood is yang, wood is yin, fire is yang, fire is yin, earth is yang, soil is yin, gold is yang, gold is yin, water is yang," the female Taoist master came to be interested, while explaining, while writing on the wall, but the soil recovered quickly, and the handwriting disappeared with writing, "See? The same water, it can be yin, it can also be yang, it is yin or yang, it depends entirely on where it comes from and what it is facing, so the movement and static yin and yang are always relative, and they are changing all the time, this is the true face of the world." The same is true for avatars, you must always defend the yin and the yang in battle, and adapt to the enemy. ”

"Guarding the yin and controlling the yang?"

"Guarding yin means that you keep yin in your heart, so that you can have room for change and growth, and controlling yang refers to your external state of maintaining yang, vigorous and vigorous, and always taking the initiative. However, the state of Yang should not be excessive, Kang Long has regrets, and it is easy to be countered, this kind of countermeasure is not only the five elements of mutual restraint, but also the five elements of mutual growth, using 'mutual growth' to force the other party to grow excessively, exhausting its strength, so that it loses the potential for change. ”

"Like I used the wood avatar to exhaust the power of the ice dragon?"

"That's right," Ling Zhao said meaningfully, "you can do the same with the Tree King. ”

Fang Fei's spirits perked up, and he suddenly became depressed again: "But I won't fire incarnate." ”

"I'll teach you," Ling Zhao paused, "let me take a look at your 'water incarnation' first." ”

Fang Fei used his divine sense, summoned the avatar, and soon several shiny water droplets appeared in front of him, and the water droplets became more and more, filling the entire room.

"Gather!" he shook his fingers, and the water droplets approached, turning into water droplets, converging into balls, getting bigger and bigger, more than one person tall, hanging above Fang Fei's head, floating around, the shape was constantly changing, flowing with strange brilliance.

"Points!" Fang Fei shook his finger again, the water balloon suddenly dispersed, the temperature dropped, and turned into hundreds of round ice beads, horizontal in front of him, like a gun and bullet ready to fire.

Ling Zhao looked at the ice beads and suddenly said, "Aquatic wood?"

"Melt!" Fang Fei waved his hand, the ice beads melted into water, and he shouted again, "Long!" The green in the water droplets emerged, turning into slender and long, headless and tailless pothos filaments, one end connected to the void, and the other end tried its best to grow.

"A tree without roots can't last long," Lingzhao said leisurely, "Can you let the vines grow in the ground?"

Fang Fei made a move, the vine fell, fell to the ground, the pale white roots pierced into the soil, the vine turned into a shrub, stretched the tender green branches, and grew vigorously upward.

"Can you grow leaves?" Ling Zhao asked again.

"Yes!" Fang Fei's divine sense passed, and bright green shoots grew on the smooth branches, from small to large, turning into leaves hanging on the branches.

"Very well," said the female master, "there are leaves that cannot be left without flowers." ”

Fang Fei used his divine sense, imagining the scene of flowers in full bloom, and used his strength to make those shrubs bloom, but after trying and triing, the branches did not move, and a few leaves hung there, sparsely and coldly.

"That's enough," Ling Zhao waved his hand, "That's it!"

"Damn!" Fang Fei put away his senses and looked at the bushes rather depressed.

"The situation is clear," Ling Zhao said, "you can take root and sprout, but you can't blossom and bear fruit, your wood avatar is only half learned, and the other half must be completed next." ”

"How long will it take?" asked the boy hesitantly.

"The sooner the better," Ling Zhao paused, "it's a matter of life and death." ”

Thinking of Huang Shiming, Fang Fei's heart tightened, staring at the bush, concentrating, and meditating on how it would blossom and bear fruit.

"It's useless to just have your thoughts," Ling Zhao said, "You have to find the right way." As he spoke, a shrub shook and swayed, and on the branches, among the leaves, colorful buds poured out one after another, which suddenly grew several times and bloomed slowly, revealing delicate and soft goose-yellow stamens.

"Can you sense my divine sense?" asked the female Taoist.

"Yes!" Fang Fei could sense the Ice Dragon and the Tree King, and it was not difficult to find Ling Zhao.

"Very good," Ling Zhao pointed to another shrub, "to observe the changes in my consciousness and the way in which my vitality works." She was in a daze, and flowers grew on the bushes, purple and red, beautiful and beautiful, and when she was about to point Fang Fei, she suddenly saw the boy's eyes wandering and his expression was strange, and she couldn't help asking, "What are you thinking?"

"That ......," the boy said shyly, "how is it convenient?" The female Taoist master was stunned: "Just squat down." ”

"Doesn't that stink to death?" Fang Fei looked around, "Isn't there a clean-up charm?"

"It can be transported away with the soil," Ling Zhao blinked, "Oh, I forgot, you can't incarnate in earth." ”

"Yes. Fang Fei was so anxious that he stomped his feet, and Ling Zhao couldn't help laughing: "It's okay, I'll help you." ”

"But......" the boy reasserted, "it's dirty." ”

"I don't have to look," the female Taoist priest walked into Xiyang, and her voice came from the wall, "Call me when you're done." ”

Fang Fei breathed a sigh of relief, jumped to the corner of the wall in two steps, squatted down to empty the inventory, summoned clean water to wash it afterwards, got up and said, "Okay." The soil beneath him boiled in response, turned into a whirlpool, brushed the ground and inhaled the filth, and then calmed down.

"Look," Ling Zhao walked out of the wall, "I can't incarnate, and it's troublesome to do anything." ”

"Got it. Fang Fei was depressed in his heart, but he felt that he was like a baby, reduced to the point of having to be waited for food and, looking at the shrubs on the ground, he suddenly cheered up again, and gave birth to flowers according to Ling Zhao's method of using divine consciousness and vitality.

After repeated attempts many times, the branches were empty and there was no news, Fang Fei was busy for a long time, tired and weak, and his stomach growled. Ling Zhao let the shrubs grow fruits, Fang Fei lay down for a while after eating, nourished his spirit, jumped up, and continued to exert his strength against the shrubs, repeatedly defeated and frustrated, the more frustrated he became, he practiced for three hours in one breath, just when he was exhausted, the Yuan Shen suddenly jumped, and his divine consciousness was like a wild horse that had escaped and rushed into the shrub, and his eyes suddenly brightened, and the water yuan fetus and Mu Yuan fetus filled his mind, taking him deep into the depths of the leaves -

The microcosm is vivid, the molecules are gathered, the structure is varied, the expansion and contraction are trembling, full of vitality, the atoms flow and change under the will of the primordial fetus, from the scattered water to become neat and orderly, forming exquisite molecules, magically gaining vitality.

Fang Fei unconsciously held his breath and immersed himself in this wonderful situation, as if he had witnessed the birth of the universe. He could feel the desire of the primordial womb, from the beginning of the world, longing for eternity and wholeness.

After the collapse of the oven, the restoration of perfection becomes the unshakable belief of all living beings, who go through birth, old age, sickness and death, and when they multiply, pass on this idea to future generations. This is the truth of life, a cycle full of contradictions, advance for return, division for unity, incarnation of billions in order to obtain the great circle and great fulfillment, and the vast Vientiane is just the prelude to the rebirth of Taiyi. Hongmeng used His mighty hand to draw a circle in the universe, and all living beings were trapped in it, struggling and powerless to get out of it.

"All things must be one!" a voice slipped into his head, as majestic as an oracle. A shudder swelled in Fang Fei's heart, the ground under his feet was turbulent, and the world had changed abnormally.

"No," another voice cried out in the depths of his heart, "every living being is free, free to live, free to die......

"Freedom cannot fight death!" the previous voice was far away and empty, "all things must be one." ”

"What about after oneness? Can the One be eternal? Don't forget, He also died once......"

All the voices disappeared, and Fang Fei was agitated and escaped from the delirium fantasy. In a short moment, he glimpsed the heavenly opportunity and obtained the true meaning of "life", he injected the desire to reproduce into the yuan fetus, and used the yuan fetus to manipulate matter, starting a series of dazzling combinations. This change is similar to Ling Zhao's method, but it is not the same, it comes more from Fang Fei's inspiration, like a free bird that sees the sun through the clouds.

"Huh!" Ling Zhao cried softly, and watched as the branch of the bush trembled and grew a bud, swollen and grown, green as jade, and then stretched outward, spitting out a white flower the size of a cup, the petals were thin and smooth, and the stamens were yellow-brown and mixed, followed by flowing water like a broken embankment, and more flowers emerged from the branches, and the flowers were glossy, adding a little splendor to the desolate cell.

"Learn so fast," Ling Zhao looked at Fang Fei, shocked in her heart, "This kid is really a genius...... she was shocked in her heart, her face was impassive, and she said casually: "The flowers are finished, and now they bear fruit." Her consciousness entered the bushes, and the flowers that Fang Fei had blossomed withered and withered, and tiny fruits grew on the branches, and the fruits grew like flies, and soon hung all over the branches.

Fang Fei watched intently, pondering Lingzhao's divine sense, following her vitality, closing his eyes and stretching out his hand, his divine consciousness entered the shrub, put aside the macrocosm, and entered the mustard seed Qiankun, the primordial fetus and the atom emerged together, circulating and combining, changing endlessly, like a streamer phantom, outlining the process of fruit growth one by one.

He took a deep breath, opened his eyes and looked at the bushes, and called out "long" in a vague way, and the flowers fell and the fruit came out, and a fruit came out of his fingers, at first as big as a mung bean, and as his vitality was injected, it swelled like a peach, first green and then white, from white to pink, growing to the size of a fist, and the pink and white revealed a touch of intoxicating red.

Ling Zhao took a step forward, picked the fruit and took a bite, suddenly revealing a strange aura, she glanced at Fang Fei, and handed it to the boy. Fang Fei took it and took a bite, it was sweet and juicy, and it was extraordinarily delicious, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "It's delicious!"

"The incarnation is a human conjure, and it is a matter of the mind of the caster," Ling Zhao stared at the boy thoughtfully, "If you are sad and depressed, the fruit will be shriveled and sour and boring, if you are selfish and full of resentment, the fruit will be strange and difficult to swallow, and only those who are of high character and have great love in their hearts can bear truly delicious fruits." She paused, "That's why the Fruit of Transformation is also called the 'Mind Fruit', and it can show the mind of the Taoist in a fair and unequivocal way. ”

Fang Fei bit the fruit, his heart was mixed, Ling Zhao did not tell the mystery of the "Heart Fruit" in advance, and took the lead in tasting it afterwards, which showed that he was wary of him and wanted to use the fruit to test his heart.

"Fang Fei," Ling Zhao suddenly asked, "You were imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison and entered the dungeon, didn't you have any resentment in your heart?" Fang Fei was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked: "Occasionally." ”

"If you have to stay here for the rest of your life, with the constant rest of the earth, drink tasteless water, and eat monotonous fruits, do you still have hope for this world?"

Fang Fei unexpectedly asked this question by the female Taoist master, thought for a while and said, "For me, life is hope. ”

"It's so simple?" Ling Zhao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly suddenly suddenly, "For your enlightenment?"

"I live, and she can live. Fang Fei said softly, "I stay in a place where I don't see the sun, but she can look at the gorgeous morning sun, I am with Xiyang, but she can see the scenery of the world, I drink tasteless water, but she can drink fragrant hot tea, I eat monotonous fruits, but she can taste the delicious food of the world...... I feel fulfilled when I imagine what she went through. ”

"If she gets married, has children, and has a beloved, she will quickly forget about you, and forget that there is another person who struggles with her, and she will take all this for granted, because it is human nature, and once you get used to it, you will ignore it," Ling Zhao was stunned, "If that is the case, you will not resent it?"

"I don't know," Fang Fei said sullenly, "but if you like someone, don't you want her to be happy? If she is with her beloved, then she must be very happy, so why should I resent?"

Ling Zhao was silent, frowning and walking around, walking back and forth seven or eight times, she stopped, sighed, and said, "Fang Fei, I want to apologize to you." I didn't fully believe you until then, but the Heart Fruit doesn't lie, you're a good boy, and I wish I could give you away. ”

"We're going to get out. Fang Fei subconsciously clenched his fists.

Ling Zhao looked at him with an elusive expression, and after a while, he turned to the bush and said, "I said that wood is yang to water, and fire is yang to wood. When you grow from aquatic wood, take root and grow leaves, blossom and bear fruit, fruit is formed, and the wood also reaches the apex of yang, this kind of yang is called the sun, also called the old yang, and the tree begins to wither and wither after it bears fruit. The ring of Xuanwu, the yin gives birth to the yang, and if you want to make fire in the wood, you have to turn the old yang incarnated by the wood into less yin. ”

Ling Zhao waved his hand, and the petals changed color, the branches and leaves withered, and the shrubs burst into flames. Her fingers hooked again, and the flames left the bushes, and birds flew in front of her, shrinking and swelling as her mind lengthened and shortened.

Fang Fei sensed her divine sense, but she felt that it was ever-changing, and she couldn't grasp it. Lingzhao lit two more bushes to extract the flames, and three fireballs swirled in a circle in front of her, whirring wind and illuminating every corner of the cell. After a while, she put away the flame and asked, "Do you understand?"

"Almost!" Fang Fei's mouth was perfunctory, he was not sure in his heart, he stared at a shrub, stretched out his hand to release his divine sense, let it blossom and bear fruit, draw out its vitality, and make it wither, but the flowers and fruits fell to the ground, and the flames did not appear. The old yang is extremely subtle, the flame is different from the water and wood, it is not a tangible thing, but pure energy, the fire element changes extremely quickly, and the divine consciousness comes and goes without a trace. Fang Fei spent four hours, but he was still unable to grasp the mystery

He was tired and hungry, summoned the fruit of clear water, and ate it tastelessly. After lying down for a while, he suddenly jumped up again, gritted his teeth and continued to extract the flames.

Seeing that he was tired, Ling Zhao also wanted him to rest for a while. At present, Huang Shiming will soon make a comeback, the last time Fang Fei won by surprise, Huang Shiming has suffered hardships, he must take precautions, and if he can't go further, he will inevitably be poisoned. Wood fire is a huge leap, the visible turns into intangible, countless Daoists are stuck here, and they can't break through in their lifetime, in the past, Ling Zhao would never dare to expect a few hours to solve the problem, but now life and death are at stake, except for Fang Fei's genius, she has no better way.

Time kept passing, six hours passed in a snap of his fingers, Fang Fei seemed to be soaked in vinegar, indescribably sour and weak, the female Taoist said non-stop in his ear, at first he could still hear it, gradually dizzy, Ling Zhao's voice became a buzz in his ears, he panted like a cow, busy for a while, turned around, and suddenly found another self standing behind him, Ling Zhao said something to "him" on the side.

"Am I dead?" Fang Fei looked at himself in horror, the "Fang Fei" lost his eyes, and pointed to the bush with his right hand, like a puppet clay sculpture.

"I'm out of the soul?" Thinking of this, Fang Fei was terrified, he had heard of the tragic situation of leaving the soul, the primordial spirit was gone, the body lost its master, and became an idiot with feces and urine incontinence and drooling.

Yuan Shen was out of his body, Fang Fei had an experience, when he had just entered Ziwei, he drank insect dew wine at Jian's house, Yuan Shen was stimulated, and he left his body for a while, but he returned in an instant and did not cause harm. This time it was very different, he was standing there, completely unaware of how to get back.

Fang Fei endured his fear, closed his eyes and walked towards his body, and in an instant, the sky swirled, as if he had changed places, and when he opened his eyes, he did not return to his body, but came to a strange place, bright and bright, countless pure cyan rice grains flew around, easily passing through his body, sticky like cooked cheese.

Fang Fei turned his mind and suddenly realized that these "rice grains" were wood yuan fetus, and his yuan god entered the shrub and came to the world of yuan tire.

The essence of the Yuan Shen and the Yuan Fetus is the same, in the person is the Yuan Shen, in the thing is the Yuan Fetus, Fang Fei is between the Yuan Fetus, like a fish in water, not only does not feel uncomfortable, but leisurely. He walked through the bright and brilliant sea of Yuan Fetus, witnessed the gathering and dispersion of Yuan Fetus, and found that a large number of Yuan Fetus were crowded together, and they would become radiant, and the new Yuan Fetus could not join, and they were scattered outside. The "blast furnace" collapsed and disintegrated, and the outside yuan tire joined in, transferring energy to the scattered kind, and the "blast furnace" reunited and began to burn more intensely.

"Gathering is yang, scattering is yin," a voice sounded in Fang Fei's mind, "The furnace of creation, gathering and dispersing between ......" The voice was half male and half female, Fang Fei was about to listen carefully, suddenly his whole body was stunned, his vision changed, he returned to the cell, stretched out his hand and opened his mouth, and stood in front of the bush.

Fang Fei broke out in a cold sweat and touched himself, but he felt that there was flesh and blood, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong with you?" Ling Zhao saw that he was behaving strangely, "If you're too tired, it's good to take a break." ”

"I'm fine," Fang Fei stared at the bush, Shicai's voice still echoing in his mind, its understanding of yin and yang was different from Ling Zhao, Ling Zhao emphasized the five elements of yin and yang, and that voice pointed directly at the Yuan Fetus itself.

If you want to convert yin and yang, it is best not to gather or disperse, so that you can concentrate on releasing great energy and enter the state of yang, and you can disperse at will and enter the state of yin, so that more yuan fetuses can join in. This is not complicated, but to achieve the ideal state, it is necessary to directly control the elemental tire.

As a "god master", Fang Fei can use the Yuan Shen to affect the body, and naturally he can also use the Yuan Fetus to affect the substance, compared to other Taoists, this is a shortcut. Ling Zhao didn't know his details, and the methods he taught were decent, on the contrary, Tianzong I knew him well, and directly let him "Imperial God" bypass the difficulties.

Fang Fei adjusted his breathing evenly, his divine sense entered the shrub, and he tried his best to control the Yuan Fetus, he separated and reorganized the aggregated Mu Yuan Fetus, tight but not dense, loose but not scattered, and absorbed more Yuan Fetus to join. Because of Fang Fei's control, the Yuan tires are tight and orderly, if they are lacking, they are full of extraordinary suction, and the Yuan tires in the shrubs flow rapidly, scrambling to gather together, and the external branches and leaves have changed and withered and withered, Ling Zhao saw it in his eyes, revealing surprise and surprise.

"Burn!" Fang Fei screamed, and Mu Yuan's tire squeezed inward, bursting out with huge energy.

Snort, the bush fire burst out, and Mu Yuanti disappeared from Fang Fei's mind, replaced by orange-red balls of light, scorching and tumbling, rushing like the wind, colliding and blending and quickly dispersed, violent and unfathomable. For the first time, he touched the body of the Huo Yuan Fetus, these hot balls made his blood boil, Fang Fei easily pulled the flames out of the bushes, summoned them to his side, and as his fingertips swirled and danced, he could control the shape of the fire, manipulate its temperature, as long as his divine consciousness was not withdrawn, this living fire would burn forever.

"Incredible," Ling Zhao looked at the firelight, "how did you do that?"

"I'm ......" Fang Fei fixed his mind, "control the Yuan Fetus and conform to its nature." ”

"What?" Ling Zhao turned around, and suddenly his eyes widened, "Are you in the Imperial God?"

Fang Fei said that he leaked his mouth, knowing that he couldn't hide it from Ling Zhao, so he had to honestly confess: "Yes, I'm in the Imperial God." Ling Zhao looked at him, in addition to shock, there was a trace of disgust on her face that could not be concealed, and after a while, she calmed down and asked, "Who taught you?"

"No one," Fang Fei scratched his head, "It may be the reason for Du Fanyin......

"Absolutely not," Ling Zhao's voice was fierce, making Fang Fei tremble with fright, she felt out of shape, waved her hand, and said impatiently, "Do you know why the demon can devour the primordial god?"

"They will be gods. Fang Fei replied stupidly.

"Why do you want to be a god?"

"This ......," the boy stammered.

"There's only one reason," Ling Zhao said coldly, "their primordial spirit is incomplete. ”

"Crippled?" Fang Fei subconsciously touched his heart, and a chill jumped on his back.

Ling Zhao grabbed a piece of soil, summoned a clear spring, rushed through the soil and went straight down, the female Taoist master said: "Our Yuan Shen is like this piece of soil, it is perfect, and it cannot contain foreign objects, but to accommodate this water, we must first change the shape of the soil. ”

She pulled a piece out of the soil, which took the shape of a wine glass, into which water flowed and filled it in an instant. Ling Zhao raised his eyes and looked at Fang Fei, "In order to devour the Yuan, the Great Demon Master must first tear apart the Demon Disciple's Yuan Shen, take away the One God and One Sense, and turn them into a cup that can hold water. ”

"Tearing the Yuan Shen," Fang Fei's scalp tingled, "Won't people die?"

"Daoists will die, but demons will not," Ling Zhao said with a calm face, "The Demon Dao has a set of evil methods, which can not only make people immortal, but also tear apart the primordial gods. This process is extremely painful, not only the spirit is damaged, but the body is also permanently wounded. ”

"If it's so painful, why do you want to join the Demon Dao?" Fang Fei was puzzled.

"Devouring Yuan and the Imperial God make the demons more powerful, and they think that the pain they experience is worth it compared to the power they have gained," said this, Ling Zhao pursed his lips, "Of course, there are also demons who join the Demon Dao out of faith, and they are convinced of the nonsense of 'all things are one', these guys are the backbone of the Demon Dao, and they will not stop until they die. ”

"What about me?" Fang Fei's voice was very soft, "Is my Yuan Shen also crippled?"

"Have you ever devoured the primordial gods?" Ling Zhao asked rhetorically.

"No ......" Fang Fei hesitated, for some reason, the shadow of the Phaseless Demon flashed in his mind.

"Because it is incomplete, it longs for perfection," Ling Zhao did not notice his hesitation, "Only the mutilated Yuan Shen can 'master the gods', this power comes from the self-healing instinct of the Yuan Shen, it tries to manipulate the foreign Yuan Shen and the Yuan Fetus, make up for its own defects, and return to perfection...... Oh, and by the way, some youkai's Genshin is inherently crippled, so they will also devour Gen. ”

"For example, the charm ......," Fang Fei said weakly.

"I know what you're worried about?" Reizhao looked at the boy, "but you're not a demon, because demons can't bear your 'Spiritual Fruit', and their fruit is ugly, hard to swallow, and emits a foul stench. ”

Fang Fei's heart fell to the ground, he breathed a sigh of relief, and asked, "Have you ever seen the fruit of the Emperor Master?"

"That's the most disgusting thing I've ever seen," Ling Zhao said with disgust, "but in order to survive, he had to eat it, and eating it for ten years was the greatest punishment for him." ”

"What the hell is wrong with my Yuan Shen?" Fang Fei stared inward, unable to grasp the essentials.

"I can't tell," Lingzhao mused, "it seems that something is missing, something is more. ”

Peony said the same. Fang Fei said.

"Peony?" Ling Zhao was stunned for a moment, "Flower Demon Peony?"

"yes!"

"The Flower Demon King is well-informed, it must be right to say that," Ling Zhao looked at the boy worriedly, "If your Yuan Shen is not born with a cripple, it has been manipulated. ”

Fang Fei sat down dejectedly, looking at the wall in a daze: "Who has ever done anything to my Yuan Shen?" Two vague shadows flashed in his heart, an old woman and a big dog......

"Mrs. Long, Ying Long?" Fang Fei only felt a cold current pouring into his head, and an indescribable panic welled up in his heart.

"What do you remember?" Ling Zhao asked, staring at him,

"It's nothing," Fang Fei's mind was flustered, "I thought of something else." ”

Seeing that he had reservations, Ling Zhao was inconvenient to delve into them, so he waved his hand and said, "The fire incarnation is complete, and you should also fall asleep." ”

"Spirit Master," Fang Fei raised his head and looked at the woman fixedly, "I'm really not a demon?"

"Absolutely not!" Ling Zhao was categorical.

"And what am I?" the boy looked confused.

"What does it matter?" Ling Zhao smiled bitterly, "Whatever you are, you have to stay here." ”

"yes, I can't get out anyway. Thinking like this, Fang Fei was relieved, lying on his back on the ground, Ling Zhao stretched out his hand to draw an ellipse, enveloping his body, and a faint green light appeared within the circle.

"This is?" Fang Fei looked around.

"Wood Spirit Cocoon," Ling Zhao raised his hand, and many vines emerged from the circle, intertwined into a net, wrapping Fang Fei layer by layer, and the female Taoist said, "Mu Ketu, it can help you resist the incarnation of the soil"

Fang Fei adjusted his breathing and closed his eyes, he was extremely sleepy, and soon fell asleep. Ling Zhao sat down beside him and released his divine sense to investigate, but he felt that his Yuan Shen was running fiercely, exceeding two times the divine speed, going straight to three times the divine speed, and once he broke through three times, he could become a supreme Daoist. At that time, the two joined forces, which was enough to get rid of Huang Shiming.

Ling Zhao was surprised and delighted, and his divine sense expanded outward, looking for the mysterious power that affected Fang Fei, but he searched and searched, and he had no clue. She couldn't help muttering to herself, suspecting that her judgment was wrong, the power to create dreams did not come from the outside world, but from Fang Fei himself, if so, the power that this boy possessed was simply incredible, and he helped him succeed, and he didn't know if it was good or bad.

She has been in the dungeon for a long time, and her heart has long been like ashes, who wants to meet the upper flight, so that her lonely heart is flexible, thinking that he fell to prison at a young age, his youth has come to naught, and he has nowhere to put it for the rest of his life, and his motherhood is full of motherhood, and he pities him even more.

"He is only a year older than Tiansu," Ling Zhao looked at Fang Fei, with mixed feelings in his heart, "I failed to protect Tiansu at the beginning, leaving her to grow up alone, and now no matter what, I have to protect this child." ”

Thinking back to Tiansu's childhood, Ling Zhao wanted to laugh for a while, wanted to cry for a while, soft and indescribable, thinking about it, her heart suddenly moved, she stood up and raised her head, and heard a familiar voice coming from the wall, although it was light and weak, but it couldn't escape her divine sense - Ling Zhao had been fighting with that monster for ten years, and she knew everything about the other party's every move.

The demon came at a bad time, Ling Zhao sighed, and leaned close to the boy's ear: "Fang Fei, Fang Fei......" called a few times, the boy did not open his eyes, but showed a trace of pain.

Ling Zhao was stunned for a moment, and realized that if the dream was forcibly interrupted, it would hurt Fang Fei. But listening to the sound in the wall, she didn't think much about it, got up and shouted: "Stop playing hide and seek, Huang Shiming!"

There was silence in the wall for a while, the soil bulged outward, and the demon's majestic body squeezed out, his eyes fell on Fang Fei's body, and his bones turned twice: "What is he doing?"

"Sleep. ”

"Huh?" the emperor didn't believe it, "Are you kidding?"

"You're recovering well," Ling Zhao diverted the subject, "sooner than I expected." ”

"It's a trivial matter," Huang Shiming was still staring at Fang Fei, "Is he dead? Well, I can imagine the taste, tender and delicious, crisp and firm. Hey, compared to him, I've eaten about shit over the years. He smacked his lips and made a loud noise.

Ling Zhao stared at him and said slowly, "Huang Shiming, can you let this child go?"

"Why?" said the demon grinned, "I'm not only going to eat him, but I'm going to turn him into a molt, kick him in the foot, and beat him until he's a pile of rotten bones." Heh, the bones are also fun, they can be split in half and let them fight each other. Have you ever seen bones fight? bumps, bites, bounces, clicks, the sound is wonderful. He danced with his hands and smiled half-stupidly.

Ling Zhao sighed, shook his head and said, "You madman. ”

"Don't get in my way, Lingzhao!" Huang Shiming put away his smile and took a step, his huge body shadowed by a thick shadow.

"It doesn't make sense. Ling Zhao glanced at Fang Fei, the boy's face was like water, and he was still asleep.

"I'm determined to win!" Huang Shiming looked at the woman with bad intentions, "Maybe I can kill two birds with one stone." ”

"Don't dream," Ling Zhao said with an expressionless face, "you won't get anything." ”

"I have a hunch, Ling Zhao," Huang Shiming smacked his lips, "Your story with me will have an ending today." ”

"I'll get rid of you," the female Taoist said coldly, "and this is the end." ”

"Come on!" the demon grinned.

The flames were extinguished, and the cell was plunged into darkness. Two gray-white shadows were entangled, one huge and fierce, the other thin and delicate, alive were two black whirlwinds, turning wildly around Fang Fei. The golden-white blades collided in the darkness, splashing a thousand dazzling sparks, illuminating the boy's body flickering, and the dark green points of light shuttled through the air, like fireflies on a summer night, falling on the two of them, and immediately pouring vines and taking root, hindering the opponent's divine consciousness and delaying the movement of the avatar.

The emperor's power is infinite, Lingzhao is full of opportunities, the two have fought in the past, and the women are mostly fighting, relying on speed and ingenuity, keeping a certain distance, and constantly looking for the flaws of the demons. Huang Shiming, on the contrary, always tried to get close to Ling Zhao, relying on her physique and strength to limit her movements, making her unable to dodge, and finally taking off her head.

The head is the head of the six yangs, as long as the head is still there, the incarnation can be reborn, once the head is lost, the incarnation collapses and disintegrates, and the body will also be injured. In the past ten years, the two have fought countless times, and they have suffered a big loss of broken heads, and they have been injured afterwards, although they have saved their lives, they are also in danger. Therefore, most of the later battles played to their strengths and avoided their weaknesses to avoid falling into a desperate situation. Because she didn't want to fight in close quarters, Ling Zhao always retreated to the side, watching Huang Shiming seize the prey of the Yuan Shen, she felt uncomfortable, but she had no choice but to exonerate herself - these are vicious criminals, and it is also unpleasant to fall into such a field.

Now Ling Zhao is unusual, attacking in close quarters, his methods are tricky and ferocious, and his offensive is impenetrable. Huang Shiming was caught off guard, his hands were cut off one after another, his chest and abdomen were also pierced, and his head was covered with vines, and he was embarrassed. He tried his best to seize the opportunity, but Lingzhao was like a catkins stuck to his body, following him to the sky and the earth, never leaving an inch.

Although Huang Shiming is embarrassed, he is not flustered, he has experienced the Dao Demon War, has stabbed countless Dao masters, and has been fighting with his old enemies in the dungeon for ten years, and he knows Ling Zhao's ability very well: the endurance of the female Taoist master is superhuman, and the explosive power is quite insufficient, such an offensive seems to be fierce, but it is actually difficult to last.

He fought and walked, never leaving Fang Fei's left and right, forcing Ling Zhao not to dare to relax his offensive, and he could only overdraw his vitality again and again. Ten years of hard time gave him amazing patience and steely nerves, and he defended and dodged in an orderly manner, dodging and protecting his head and neck without hurrying. Yuan Ling incarnates fight each other, the head is constant, the winner is not divided, Ling Zhao also knows this truth, but he can't succeed in all his efforts, after a round of rapid attacks, she gradually feels tired, and her skills are not consciously slowing down.

"Hey!" Huang Shiming's body curled up, his physique shrank by nearly half, and the golden blade in Ling Zhao's left hand fell into the air, and he suddenly felt that the cold wind hit his left flank. Her heart sank, she turned to the right, and the thin golden blade slashed at her waist, almost cutting her waist off. Ling Zhao snorted, his upper body rotated three hundred and sixty degrees, and the golden blade turned into a streamer and swept towards Huang Shiming's neck.

The demon crouched down and disappeared. Ling Zhao's heart was not good, and he turned around hurriedly, and saw the black shadow of the emperor Ming soaring into the air, and rushed straight towards the sleeping boy.

"Don't think!" Ling Zhao leaped forward, the golden blade in his hand extended, and stabbed the back of the demon's neck.

"Heh!" Huang Shiming suddenly twisted his body, his left foot touched the ground, his body pulled up, and he turned in the air like a turbine, letting Ling Zhao's golden blade, grabbing her arm with his left hand, and the golden rainbow in his right hand was electrified, and the long golden blade slashed towards the woman's throat.

The emperor is clearly attacking the east and west, and the real goal is Lingzhao, as long as he defeats the female Taoist master, he will have enough time to enjoy the delicious food.

Hum, the golden blade trembled slightly, and the Emperor Master Mingzhi fell into the air as soon as he was bound to win, and the arm in his hand turned into a severed arm. Lingzhao broke his wrist, cut off his right arm, and leaned back sharply, dodging the fatal blow.

"It's my turn!" Huang Shiming's voice was like a punctual train, mechanical and ruthless, and unstoppable. Before Ling Zhao heard it, the cruel blow had already fallen on her body, and between breaths, she lost her right leg, half of her waist was broken, and the severe pain hit the nerves of her body.

Lingzhao propped himself on the ground on one foot and jumped away with his teeth, trying to gain time to regenerate his limbs. But Huang Shiming pounced, and the golden blade burst out from every inch of skin, and the whole thing was like a rolling hedgehog, and violent power erupted from the huge body, like a huge mud and stone stream sweeping the valley, repeatedly impacting the female Taoist's defense, breaking her hands and feet, and tearing her chest and abdomen......

The growth of the rest of the soil could not keep up with the destruction of the demons, the black shadows rolled, the sparks burst out, Huang Shiming's fists and feet were everywhere, and Ling Zhao felt that he was turning into a pile of mud.

But she couldn't retreat, she was ruthless, desperate to fight back, like a she-wolf guarding her cubs. She used her broken body to build a barrier, surrounded Fang Fei, and did not hesitate to break her bones.

There were no screams, no shouts, only the terrible sound of the wind and the heavy impact. This is the most brutal fight, like an overloaded truck running over a herd of deer, without hesitation, without mercy, only with a ruthless killing intent. The only audience member was sleeping, as if feeling the imminent approach of death, Fang Fei's eyes rolled wildly, and his breathing became short......