Fingers swept across the mottled body of the bell, causing a very slight buzzing sound, as if the wind and rain were coming, the first waves, Yang Qingyin was intoxicated, and felt that her state of mind also trembled, and the tremor did not bring destruction, on the contrary, she felt a deep calm.

But that's not what she wants.

The bald man poked his head out from the top of the bell and asked in a low voice, "Is it useful?" The ancestor is also really, he dropped a demon bell, and he didn't tell us how to use it, do you want me to go in and take a look?"

For seven days, Yang Qingyin spent most of her time circling around the Demon Suppression Bell, and the tent was more than a dozen steps away, and she never entered it once.

The Demon Suppression Bell is one of the nine treasures of the Dao system, and the patriarch Fang Xunmo actually sent it to the island to lend it to Yang Qingyin, so that she could help Mu Xingqiu in the state.

Yang Qingyin was both overjoyed and puzzled by this, the behavior of high-level Taoist priests was usually very strange, even if she was a disciple of the Daomen, she often couldn't see through it, what puzzled her the most was that Fang Xunmo actually left after throwing down the Demon Suppression Bell, and after telling a lengthy history, he did not give guidance on the use of the Demon Suppression Bell.

After all, a magic weapon is a magic weapon, first of all, there must be a spell to make it work, Yang Qingyin once used the sword washing pool water to cast the fire of Taiyin, the effect is excellent, and the effect of the Demon Suppression Bell is also good in this regard, but the fire of Taiyin is meaningless to help Mu Xingqiu.

So far, the Demon Suppression Bell has only been beneficial to Yang Qingyin, and the benefits are limited, she is a Daoist priest of Dianxia, and she can't control the treasure of the Dao system, and can only inspire a very small amount of power.

Yang Qingyin really hopes that someone can help him, and not be as mysterious as the ancestor. It's better to have something straight to say than to let her guess here. The bald man is a good companion and adds a bit of life to Kojima. But he couldn't help with that.

"I'm feeling a little bit of a doorway. Yang Qingyin stretched out his hand again and crossed the body of the bell and listened to the pleasant hum, "Do you hear it, the sound is very special." ”

"It's like a swarm of mosquitoes whispering in your ears. "The bald man doesn't hate the bells, but he doesn't like them either.

"Hehe, this is not a mosquito call, but the jade Qingzheng sound injected by the ancestor. Baldy. Fly farther away and see if you can hear the bells. ”

"Okay. The bald man flew to the other side of the island, and after a dozen steps, he turned his head and asked, "Old lady." Is your name from 'Yuqing Zhengyin'?"

"Well, I didn't ask my mother. Yang Qingyin didn't care about the name.

The bald man continued to fly forward, and the mosquito cry always lingered in his ears, but did not intensify. Nor did it weaken. After dozens of steps, he turned around again and asked loudly, "Old lady, what do you guess Brother Xiaoqiu is doing at this time?"

He ...... It's either fighting or practicing. Yang Qingyin couldn't imagine the situation inside the state, and he didn't have any concept of the so-called divine tree.

The bald man flew to the surface of the sea, about a hundred paces away from the Demon Suppression Bell, turned his head again, and shouted: "I can't hear it, I really can't hear it this time!"

Yang Qingyin began to inject mana into the body of the bell. But it's all like a stone sinking into the sea, no matter how much mana she adds. The bald man who is a hundred steps away always shakes his head to indicate that he cannot hear the "mosquito call".

Yang Qingyin beckoned the bald man back, knowing that he still hadn't found the trick.

"If I knew that I wanted to stay on the island, I should have brought Zuo Liuying and them all to make it more lively. Lady do you guess what Artemisia is doing?" the bald man fell back to the top of the bell and began to think about the others again.

"Hmm...... I guess Zuo Liuying has been condensing for the third time. Yang Qingyin replied casually, still walking around the Demon Suppression Bell, "The fleas are sentry, Feifei is thinking, and Artemisia is ......."

"Artemisia must be practicing boxing, hehe...... Hey...... I don't know how many arms she's developed. The bald man used three strands of hair to practice the Bone Forging Fist decently, and after five or six moves, he stopped, "Old lady, I'm so hungry." ”

"You haven't eaten food for more than ten years, and you're hungry today?" Yang Qingyin thought it was funny.

"I don't know why...... Hey, I'm not hungry anymore. The bald man continued to practice boxing, and this time he only insisted on three or four moves, "Mother, I'm really hungry, the kind of hungry ...... Wait, the hunger is over, oh, I seem to get it. The bald man practiced boxing again, two or three moves and one stop, and after three times he came to an accurate conclusion.

"If you practice boxing, you will be hungry, and if you don't practice, you will not be hungry. This is a bone forging fist, it is clearly a hungry fist, really, it has never been like this before. ”

Yang Qingyin smiled, "Mu Xingqiu and Xiao Peng also practice boxing, and they have never been like you." ”

"It's true, I didn't lie to you, I don't believe you can practice for yourself. The bald man found that Yang Qingyin didn't seem to believe his words very much, and suddenly became anxious.

Yang Qingyin can also forge bone fist, that was a few years ago, Mu Xingqiu couldn't do it alone at the same time to perform the nine changes of the beast at the same time, hoping that Yang Qingyin would help, she said she didn't want to, but she quietly practiced a full set of bone forging fists in private, but Mu Xingqiu made rapid progress after that, and she didn't need her cooperation.

In order to deal with the bald man, Yang Qingyin casually punched, and after three moves, she stopped and looked at Zhong Ding's head with a surprised expression.

"I didn't lie to you. The bald man was triumphant, "Forging the bone fist is the hungry fist." ”

Yang Qingyin practiced a few more tricks, from puzzled to confused, from confused to sudden, her mother left a lot of pills, she took them on time, very sure that her body was not hungry, "It's not you and me who are hungry...... It's another person, another person who is also practicing boxing......"

"Is it Artemisia? She's sleepy and gluttonous. ”

"Yes......" Yang Qingyin continued to practice boxing, feeling more and more clearly, for her, who rarely starved since she was a child, it was as uncomfortable as being hit in the stomach by a spell.

"It's Mu Xingqiu. She no longer had any doubts, her punches and kicks did not stop, and she soon discovered that if she punched and kicked Zhong, her hunger would be even more pronounced.

"How can Brother Xiao Qiu be so hungry? Doesn't there anything to eat? What can I do, we have to find a way to send some food to Brother Xiao Qiu......"

The hunger pang disappeared, no matter how Yang Qingyin boxed or slapped the Demon Suppression Bell, he didn't feel like he came back, "He must practice boxing over there, and we can also practice boxing here to have the same feeling." ”

Yang Qingyin understood some things, but there were more doubts with it, is it useful to practice boxing at the same time?

But just as the bald man was worried, the most important thing at the moment was to "send" food to Mu Xingqiu.

Yang Qingyin pressed the demon suppression bell with both hands, and had no idea at all about how to send things to the state of stopping, so he could only think of Mu Xingqiu, and his heart ached.

The bald man stood quietly on the top of the bell, no longer bothering Yang Qingyin, he was also thinking about Brother Xiaoqiu, thinking about it, his brain hurt, and the magic eye on his forehead flashed.

Bang, the bald man fell from the top of the bell and slammed into the reef.

Yang Qingyin was startled, and hurriedly picked up the bald man to check it carefully, his skull was hard enough, but he didn't fall and was injured, but he fainted, and woke up after a while, "Red fruits, eyes full of red fruits, old lady, help me pick out the magic eye, it makes me dizzy." ”

Yang Qingyin breathed a sigh of relief, sent the bald man into the tent, and ordered him to rest for a while.

For the rest of the day, Yang Qingyin had been practicing boxing next to the Demon Suppression Bell, and several times he had captured feelings that did not belong to him, mostly hungry, but not as obvious as the first time, and Mu Xingqiu on the other side seemed to have eaten a little something.

In the evening, the bald man came out and flew to the top of the bell to watch Yang Qingyin practice boxing, "Old lady, you should also rest for a while." ”

"I'm not tired. Yang Qingyin was actually about to lose her hold, but she had finally made a little progress, and she must not just interrupt like this.

This was just the beginning, she believed that she would experience more and more feelings about Mu Xingqiu, and even find a way to help him.

After midnight, Yang Qingyin could no longer capture Mu Xingqiu's feelings, she tried other spells, and also entered a state of imagination, but it had no effect. She didn't want to go into the tent to rest, so she sat next to the demon suppression seed and let the bald man practice boxing, "In the future, the two of us will take turns to practice boxing, and if you want to have a strange feeling, you will tell each other." ”

The bald man began to practice very seriously, and after a long time of not reacting, he was a little tired, chatting with Yang Qingyin while practicing boxing, he had a question that had puzzled him for a long time, "Why didn't the ancestor explain the use of the demon suppression seed? Zuo Liuying also has such a problem, what does the senior Taoist think?"

"The process of comprehension is the process of acquisition. ”

Yang Qingyin said this sentence smoothly, and then remembered that this was a sentence he had overheard in Old Ancestor Peak, and couldn't help laughing, "You know one thing, but you may not take it to heart, only after the hard pursuit, you will always remember it." ”

The bald man was still dancing a few strands of hair, but what he was thinking about was no longer Bone Forging Fist, "Oh, I kind of understand, old lady, according to this, one day I may forget Brother Xiaoqiu, but you won't, because you have been 'hard to seek'." ”

Yang Qingyin stood up suddenly, his voice stern, "Who said I was 'struggling to seek'? I just ...... I was just...... You'll always be eleven or twelve, so there are some things you'll never understand. ”

The bald man laughed, he was really a little scared when the old lady was angry, and this is something that will never change.

"Red fruit, you said red fruit. Yang Qingyin had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and vaguely understood something.

"Yes, the bright red fruit, it must be the magic eye, it is not very obedient today. ”

"Bald, don't think about Mu Xingqiu, think about that golem. ”

"The golem that Brother Xiao Qiu took away?"

"Hmm. ”

The bald man was very obedient, let him think whatever he wanted, and the three strands of hair danced like a whirlwind, although he couldn't hit a complete bone forging fist, he was also eight or nine.

After a set, he stopped, and was stunned for a moment, "I seem to see that Golem, no, no, I'm a Golem, I see things around me, it seems to ...... There is also Brother Xiaoqiu, but I can't see it clearly, it's a figure anyway. ”

Yang Qingyin had been staring at the bald man and saw the magic eye on his head flickering.

The golem can't move, why the bald man can feel the existence of the golem through the guò forging bone fist is also a doubt, but Yang Qingyin's eyes are still suddenly bright, and his eyes are no longer dark about what he wants to do in the future.

"Bald, from now on, you and I will change to mind illusions. ”

"Okay. The bald man cheered loudly.

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