The red boy has a number in his heart, demonic power is equivalent to power, it is the basis of cultivation, if there is no demonic power in the body, any qi refining and spells are all in vain. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He thought about it for a moment and decided to absorb the aura first and generate demonic power.

The red boy looked up at the old man, and said politely with a look of hope on his face, "Grandpa Mo, can you teach me how to absorb the aura of heaven and earth?"

The old man smiled slightly, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes swam happily like a carp's little tail, and said happily: "Okay! Then you need to find a place with relatively sufficient spiritual power, where spiritual power will be absorbed faster and better." ”

"Oh?" Red Boy didn't know where the spiritual power was relatively abundant, so he scratched the back of his head, "Grandpa Mo, can you help me take a look, where is it better to cultivate in this area nearby?"

The old man lowered his head and thought for a while, then thoughtfully spit out three words: "Lexian Lake." ”

"Lexian Lake?" the red boy looked surprised. He never thought it would be Lexian Lake.

"That's right, it's Lexian Lake. Especially on the night of the full moon, the aura is extremely abundant there. After saying this, the old man's expression was a little melancholy, so he closed his lips tightly and said no more.

The red boy noticed something strange on the old man's face, and he kept silent and sat down on the stone bench silently.

After being silent for a long time, the old man's eyes were full of sadness, and he said gloomily: "Red boy, have you heard of Lexian Lake?"

"Well, I know. I've been there before. The red boy replied truthfully, without a hint of concealment.

"So you've been there before," the old man swallowed, his protruding Adam's apple moving up and down, dull and solemn, "Then have you heard of the legend about Lexian Lake?"

"I've heard of it. Red Boy replied simply. Of course, these are all from the little beauty Yang Jingshu.

"That immortal who jumped into the lake is my fellow senior brother," the old man's vicissitudes of life flashed with a trace of regret and guilt, "His name is Mo Zhen, he is the pride of our sect, and he is the most important disciple of the sect elders." He devoted himself to cultivation, endured a lot of hardships, and suffered a lot of sins, and finally cultivated into an immortal with excellent qualifications, and was canonized as a god by the Heavenly Court. Once, however, when he came down to see me, I was a little reluctant to leave, so I stayed with him a little longer, for who would have thought that it was because of this extra quarter of an hour, that he was a little late when he returned, and the heavenly court demanded that he be punished. ”

There was a sparkling light in the old man's eyes, and he continued: "He feels that he has not delayed his business and should not be punished so severely, but the laws of the heavenly court are rigid and dogmatic, and he has to do this, so he is not exempt from a flesh and skin pain. Later, he couldn't stand these rigid rules and regulations, so he went down to earth and met a girl named Le'er, however, since ancient times, the love between man and god, how can it be a positive result? The final ending of the two could not escape this, jumping into the lake and martyrdom. Because of my senior brother's true qi, the spiritual power of Nale Immortal Lake is now one of the best in the entire Xiniu Hezhou. ”

"Alas, it's so unworthy. The red boy shook his head and sighed. A good immortal actually ended up like this.

"There are so many things in this world that are not worth it, many times, we feel happy ourselves, and we feel that this thing is worth it, even if it is like a snowstorm in June, maybe it was wrong from the beginning. The old man said with a calm face.

Red boy seems to understand whether he understands or not, for this kind of thing, he has experienced too little, and he can't understand the subtlety, just like he liked a girl in obscurity in his previous life, and now that he thinks about it, he just liked it very simply, not to mention the kind of love that is willing to go to the soup and fight with unswerving loyalty.

He really has nothing to say about love.

The red boy looked at the old man and took the initiative to comfort: "Grandpa Mo, don't be too sad. Maybe that god didn't die, after all, a god is so easy to die. ”

"I've been to the bottom of the lake," the old man looked stunned, "and there are the corpses of him and Le'er at the bottom of the lake, not corrupted, still the same." ”

"What's going on?" Red Boy wondered. In his worldview, the incorruptible corpse is simply a being that has never been touched. Hehe, if he really touched, he would probably be able to drop his chin to the ground.

"This, maybe because of those immortals, or maybe because there is something in the water of Lexian Lake that can keep the corpse from rotting. "The old man is just guessing, and there is no real evidence to prove it.

"Grandpa Mo, in what way can I absorb the aura of heaven and earth?" Red Boy felt that he could get down to business and asked.

"Meditate, and then master the good music can be used to exhale through the pores, when you first start practicing, you usually inhale and spit out three forms," how could the old man forget today's business, "The sun will rise after a while, you take advantage of the purple qi to come from the east to run outside to absorb a few times, it is good for cultivation." ”

"Grandpa Mo, can you take me over for a while, I hope to get your advice. Red Boy said nervously.

Hearing this, the old man patted his chest and readily agreed: "Okay! What's so difficult about this? If you have any questions, you can ask me." I know more than you eat. "The old man sincerely wants to help the red boy, and he has no selfish intentions.

The red boy smiled at the old man, and this smile was very warm, so warm that he had no friends.

Hehe, finally there are immortals who are willing to guide me, and I will no longer cultivate in a daze.

Mo Yin's divine sense swept away, and when he saw the purple qi rising in the sky, he immediately patted the treasure bag he was carrying, and a small purple wooden sword flew out of the bag.

The old man pinched the trick with his left hand, and the small purple wooden sword suddenly grew and widened several meters, enough for a hundred or so people to stand on it. The old man took the little hand of the red boy and jumped up, and the red boy stood excitedly in the center of the sword, a little expectant.

"The purple gas is here! Let's go, stand up! I'll take you to take a good look. As soon as the words fell, the small sword turned into a purple rainbow, and left with the two of them at great speed, leaving no trace behind.