A song of the human scriptures, but the red dust love.

As the strange syllables in Chu Mo's mouth spit out, green smoke rose from the yellow mounted paper, and the green smoke gradually converged, turning into a woman's appearance, which was the wood succubus demon spirit who had befriended Bai Ying before and wanted to use her reincarnation.

The woman bowed to Chu Mo, and finally disappeared into the seedlings in front of Chu Mo.

The sun shone on the water, and a colorful mist appeared, and a picture appeared in front of Chu Mo's eyes.

It was a sunny and warm afternoon, the plaque of Naga Temple was crooked, the temple door was locked, and the southeast corner of Whitewater City was deserted and quiet.

A man appears first, hiding in the corner of the city wall, constantly looking in all directions.

After a while, a young and pretty girl appeared in the picture, wearing a goose yellow satin shirt and a light green satin skirt below.

As soon as the man saw the girl's figure, he hurriedly ran out from behind the wall, and when the girl saw the man, her pretty face was slightly red, and she couldn't hide the excitement in her heart.

The two traveled hand in hand, and their figures disappeared behind the city walls.

The red sun was sinking in the west, and it was getting late, and the young man and woman returned to the Jialan Temple, and the man said something to the girl, and the girl's face turned red with shame......

"Madam Bai!" Chu Mo finally recognized the girl in the picture, and the man was also somewhat similar to Bai Sheng.

As soon as the picture in the mist turned, the spirit of the locust tree was contaminated by the woman's blood, and hundreds of years of cultivation fell short.

A black-robed warlock visited, and the locust tree spirit miraculously survived.

The picture changed again, this time it was Bai Ling who appeared in front of the locust tree spirit, and the spirit body showed excitement, as if the toy that the child had been waiting for for a long time had finally arrived, and she cast a spell.

"Divine friendship! I just said why the tree spirit was able to have a divine friendship with Bai Ying, it turned out that there was this layer of cause and effect in it!" Chu Mo narrowed slightly, and finally understood the cause and effect.

The capital is a chaotic world of demons, but if people's hearts are not chaotic, how can demons find a gap to drill into?

Yes, what I want to reincarnate with the help of Bai Ying's spirit baby is the locust tree that is about to die at the entrance of Naga Temple, and as for the tree spirit, it was transferred to the demon silk vine found by Chu Mo.

The demon silk vine is parasitic on the spirits of plants and trees that are about to die, and its own properties will gradually tend to be the same as those of the parasited, so it is also an excellent shell possessed by demon spirits.

The demon silk vine will inevitably survive in the end, but the soul inside is not necessarily the original one.

The locust tree demon spirit took advantage of this, and hid in the Naga Temple through the developed underground root system of the demon silk vine, if it weren't for the flicker of Bai Sheng's torch, Chu Mo would have been deceived by her.

"The black-robed warlock. Chu Mo frowned, Bai Ying would be favored by the demon spirit, although it was Bai Sheng and his wife who did their own evil, but if there was no black-robed warlock, it was obviously impossible for the locust tree demon spirit contaminated by the filthy qi to survive.

Chu Mo even suspected that the Divine Reincarnation Technique in the hands of the Locust Tree Demon Spirit was also taught by the black-robed warlock.

If it is said that the locust tree demon spirit is a demon in troubled times, then a person like the black-robed warlock is the driving force behind the demon in troubled times.

The purpose of the existence of the Sword Gate is to find these people at all costs and eliminate them.

"I didn't expect to find their traces here. ”

"Is it a coincidence?"

"Or?"

"Fate?"

......

Star City, named after the fact that it was built on the south side of the Star Lake, is the largest city in the middle of the Eastern Continent and the headquarters of the Star Alliance, a super-first-class force in the True Realm.

In an inn in the city, Chu Mo sat cross-legged on the seat, with a snow-white nameless book on his lap, and a black token inlaid with various metals.

The black token is naturally the iron and wood order that Chu Mo got from Bai Sheng.

And that snow-white nameless book is the supreme classic of the Sword Gate-"The Book of Swords".

"Master, where are you and your senior brothers now?

......

Winter in the far north always comes very early, but in November, the snow is already blowing, shrouding the whole world in a bleak silver white.

That year, Chu Mo had just turned eighteen years old, his eyes were clear and bright, the beard at the corner of his mouth was immature and soft, he looked at the middle-aged man in front of him: "Master, the apprentice is leaving, in my absence, you old man should pay attention to your body......"

After that, he smiled meaningfully, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Rabbit cub, you take care of my own affairs for me, if this mission goes wrong, you don't want to have dates to eat in the future. The middle-aged man gave Chu Mo a shock, even if the latter had already flown back, he still couldn't dodge this divine punch.

"It hurts, it hurts, master, can't you be lighter?"

"Hmph, I don't have the ability to dodge, and I think your master is too hard, monsters, killers won't show mercy to your subordinates, your uncle was ...... back then"

"I know, I know, you've told Uncle Shi's story hundreds of times, what are you calling me for?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I wrote a travel experience for the teacher who has nothing to do recently, isn't this thinking about the first time you kid went out alone to do a task, how about it, was it moved by the master's intimacy?"

Chu Mo took the white book handed over by the master, put it into his arms casually, did not speak, circled around the flower with a suspicious expression, and finally even took his clothes, put them on his nose and sniffed them vigorously.

"No, it's still the same smell of sweat, is it possible that the recent demon has become so powerful that even the body odor can be imitated unchanged?"

"Bang. Another burst, "Stinky boy, get out of here!"

......

Half a year later, Chu Mo returned from a mission and found that the Sword Gate had mysteriously disappeared, and the first suspicion he remembered was the strange reaction of the master before he left.

Sure enough, when he used the so-called "travel experience" of the nameless white book, the so-called "travel experience" of Hua Langying, he found a sentence left by the master in the book: This is the supreme classic of the sect "The Book of Swords".

Chu Mo held the white book in his hand and stood for a long time, silent.

......

All kinds of the past, like a knife and an axe, are engraved in his mind, never forget, never dare to forget!

Chu Mo calmed his breathing slightly, held the book in his left hand, held the order in his right hand, and performed the gong according to the mantra left by Hua Langying in the ciphertext.

A white light came out of the Sword Sutra, and at the same time, a puff of black smoke also emitted from the Temu Ling.

The black smoke and white light gradually rose, attracting each other, and finally converged in Chu Mo's chest, slowly spinning, and turned into a pair of yin and yang fish with negative yin and yang.