Ning Shi walked out of the house, and the innocent look on his face was suddenly swept away, and turned solemn.

"I never thought that since this red fruit is so beneficial to the body, it must be an extremely precious spirit fruit, and how could I not have imagined that such a precious spirit fruit must be guarded by a powerful beast! I am so stupid! I would let my father take such a big risk for me. ”

The more Ning Shi thought about it, the more annoyed he became, he couldn't wait to slap himself twice, and secretly decided: "I must double my cultivation, my father is so seriously injured now, it will be bad if Ning Shaoyan comes to find trouble again!"

It wasn't until he confirmed that his son was far away that Duanmu Wan's face turned pale, and he spit out a mouthful of blood as black as ink.

The black blood suddenly corroded the stone bricks on the ground to a large amount of black smoke and made a piercing sound.

The black smoke did not drift away, but continued to condense in the air, gradually forming a grimace, and let out a hoarse laugh of ghost crying wolf: "Chatter, worthy of being a half-saint, even if it becomes an ordinary woman, it is not a problem to teach a husband and children." Why? You really decided to teach this king's Red Fire Refining Heavenly Decision to your lovely son? In this way, this seat can be regarded as half of his master, right?"

Duanmu Wan reached out to touch the black blood remaining at the corner of her mouth, looked at the black mist with a smile and said, "The dignified Red Flame Demon King has also learned to trap almost?"

The black mist called the Red Flame Demon King did not get angry, but said gracefully: "It's better than you, you are stubborn, seal this king in your body, so that the three saints of the world are not right, and you come to this poor and remote place to marry an ant." Live a life that is subject to villains. ”

"With the trouble of Emperor Lao, I was born as an ordinary woman, since I can save the world from a catastrophe by sacrificing my cultivation, then why don't I do it?" After Duanmu Wan finished speaking, she really stretched out her hand like a peasant woman and folded a small section of wooden thorns next to the stove next to her, and picked her teeth.

"Then you're going to die!" The black mist obviously lost its patience, and roared viciously, turning into a black mist and rushing towards Duanmu Wan.

Duanmu Wan, who was picking her teeth, frowned and muttered, "It's so ugly." Then he stretched out a hand and pressed it down on the oncoming black mist.

On the palm of his hand, a golden word "Gang" quietly appeared, directly pressing on the face of the skeleton formed by the black mist.

"Smack!" was like being slapped in the face by slippers, and the originally fierce black fog was suddenly smashed and dispersed.

Immediately afterwards, a "plop" sound like the heartbeat of heaven and earth came out from the golden word "Gang", and the black fog that exploded was instantly shaken into the air for a moment, and then fell straight to the ground like cinders thrown out.

After Duanmu Wan finished this, she took out the Zhu Guo that her son respected, and wiped it on Ning Chongshan's clothes a few times very casually, eating the extremely precious Heaven and Earth Spirit Fruit like biting a persimmon......

After eating, Duanmu Wan's complexion recovered a little, looking at her husband's scabbed chest, Duanmu Wan sighed, and said to the small pool of black blood left on the ground: "Do you want to help me?" I can't lift it myself. ”

Seeing that the black blood had no reaction, Duanmu Wan sighed and said, "Don't help." With that, with a flick of his finger, the wooden stick that had been frenched earlier drew a graceful arc and pierced straight into the black blood. Then Duanmuwan dragged her husband's shoulders with great difficulty and moved towards the bedroom little by little.

Duanmuwan walked away, and the pool of black blood suddenly writhed, like a clumsy black caterpillar, crawling outward with the tooth picking stick stuck in his body.

It wasn't until it crawled out of Duanmuwan's house that the stick of the teething stick inserted in its body gradually appeared with several golden lines, and the black blood next to these lines began to make a snorting sound like oil, and blue-white smoke came out along the sore.

The black blood was burned so hard that it beat like an earthworm exposed to the sun, but the more he jumped, the deeper the stick was inserted.

Finally, when almost half of the wooden stick was inserted in the black blood, the whole wooden stick slipped into the inside of the black blood, and after a while, with a muffled bang, the tumbling black blood exploded instantly, leaving only a huge black mark, which could no longer be gathered......

......

It was night, and the heavy jade plate had climbed the low wall and hung on the branches of the old locust tree, so that the branches could not raise their heads.

The night in Zhenjiang Mansion is quiet and serene, and after a day of training and labor, the hard-working and martial Han people will return to their respective homes early, blanch some soju, and drink a few glasses with their wives and neighbors and old friends over peanuts. Children will run to the lantern square in Zhenjiang Mansion to play mud eggs and play hide and seek.

Ning Shi, who had done his evening work in the past, would also run out at this point and play with the boys in the house. But today, he returned home early and started a new training.

In the small living room, a small oil lamp was placed on the coffee table, and Ning Shi and his mother each sat on a futon.

This is an old crane foot lamp, the two crane feet together form the base of an oil lamp, the two open wings are back together with the crane's body to form a container for lamp oil, a curly wick gently on the edge of the wings, the crane's head gently hems, forming a natural handle.

The lamp looks elegant, but it is not easy to use, because it is reluctant to clean up the oil residue inside all the year round, so that the whole lamp burns flickering and dark, and often burns with a crackling explosion.

However, this did not affect Ning Shi's interest in learning, because what he was about to learn would be very attractive to any child who grew up listening to stories of gods and ghosts.

"Before teaching you, my mother wants to ask you to practice swinging a sword. Duanmu Wan, who was sitting precariously, looked at Ning Shi and asked.

"The swordsmanship in the world is composed of moves, and the moves are composed of splitting, slashing, stabbing, picking, and slashing. Only by practicing every move and every style perfectly, can you learn sword skills like a tiger with wings and get twice the result with half the effort. Ning Shi replied fluently.

Listening to her son's standard answer, Duanmu Wan was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, glanced at the direction of the boudoir with squinted eyes, and asked with a smile: "This is what your nerdy father taught you, right?"

Ning Shi didn't know that his mother weishenme was laughing, and thought that he had answered wrong, so he covered his head with his hands embarrassedly, and said with a smile: "Hehe, how does my mother know." ”

"Do you understand what your father taught you?"

"Shi'er knows what it means, probably there are a lot of monsters in the mountains, some monsters are big, some monsters are small, the small monsters are killed with a sword, and the big monsters have to kill a few more times to kill, and my father taught me to chop and slash so that I can fight after encountering big monsters. Mother, is it the same for cultivation? Learn that breathing fire, do you want to drink the lamp oil?" Ning Shi looked at the burning oil lamp and couldn't help but shrink his neck and asked.

Duanmu Wan snorted and laughed, and scolded with a smile: "Little rabbit cub, when have you ever seen your mother stealing our lamp oil?"

"I didn't drink lamp oil secretly, and I can't tell my dad yet. ”

"Someday, you'll understand. This matter will be put aside for now, and now my mother will ask you another question. ”

Seeing that the smile on his mother's face gradually subsided, Ning Shi immediately sat upright.

"Shi'er thinks, what's the biggest in the world?" Duanmuwan asked.

"That's an interesting question. Duanmu Wan's body, a monster covered in billowing black smoke, like a magma formation, crawled in a cell composed of spiritual power, pinching his chin and laughing.

Duanmuwan didn't pay attention to him. The Red Fire Demon Lord was not angry, and just lay on the spot, falling into thought.

In the simple living room, the mother and son sat on the ground, the copper crane oil lamp on the coffee table burned to the oil residue from time to time, making a crackling sound, and the weak light pulled the shadows of the two for a short time, which seemed a little quiet.

Time passed minute by minute, but Ning Shi did not give an answer for a long time.

Duanmuwan didn't rush to ask for an answer, but took out Ning Chongshan's torn clothes from under the coffee table and mended them stitch by stitch.

The fine stitches crawled on the clothes, and until Duanmu Wan completely repaired the hole, Ning Shi still did not give an answer.

The Red Fire Demon Lord sat up at this time, and was anxious for Ning Shi: "Silly boy, he is the biggest in Liliang, he can't answer such a simple question, and he still wants to learn my Chiming Refining Heavenly Decision, it's just stupid." ”

"Oh, is Liliang the biggest?" Duanmu Wan sat on the futon, but her mind was immersed in the sea of knowledge, and she communicated with the Red Fire Demon Lord.

The Red Fire Demon Lord smiled arrogantly and wiped the lava from the corner of his mouth.

"Why isn't liliang? When liliang is so strong that even the heavens and the earth can be torn apart, the mountains and seas are overwhelmed, and the mountains and mountains are like being pinched by hand, isn't this the biggest?"