"Hey, are you alright? Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Bai Linglong shook her white tender little hand in front of Mo Xiaoxie's eyes and shouted.

Mo Xiaoye shook his head and asked blankly, "Then who am I?"

The autumn wind blew on the mountainside of the "Leiyin Temple", and although the wind was slightly cool, it brought him only an indistinct melancholy.

"Who you are, how do I know. Bai Linglong first rolled her eyes at his stupid question, and then raised her head a little arrogantly and said: "But I can be sure that you are a member of the demon clan, and I, Bai Linglong, know the characteristics of all races in the world, and understand the feelings of all things." I'm confident in that. ”

I see, in this way, it is reasonable that I can't cultivate the exercises of the three schools of immortals, Buddhas, and demons.

Mo Xiaoxie can't accept the change of identity in a short period of time, but he won't behave as depressed as he did at the beginning.

His eyes became agile and his mind raced.

Glancing at Bai Linglong, who didn't know where to take out a piece of dim sum and holding it in his mouth, he asked thoughtfully: "Since you can see that I am a demon clan, and you know that I can't practice other exercises, then you should have a way for me to cultivate." ”

Bai Linglong's eating action stopped instantly, her right cheek was bulging, she stared at him strangely, and said vaguely: "Why should I teach you to cultivate? ”

Mo Xiaoye scratched his hair, thinking that this was the case, but he was penniless now, and he only had a place to live in the "Leiyin Temple" by virtue of his sister's relationship, and it was not very realistic to make empty promises to this girl, and he was speechless for a while.

After chewing carefully, his throat rolled, and the food in his mouth was swallowed, Bai Linglong saw Mo Xiaoxie's lost appearance, and suddenly said with thoughts in his heart: "If you want to cultivate, I can't teach you, but you have to promise me that no matter when I find you in the future, you will provide me with delicious snacks according to my needs." ”

Thinking of the way she squinted her eyes and ate dim sum just now, Mo Xiaoye was not surprised that she made such a request, and nodded without hesitation and replied, "Okay, I promise you." ”

In Mo Xiaoxie's opinion, the conditions proposed by Bai Linglong are not conditions at all, it should be easy to make money with mana, and compared to the conditions set by Venerable Duhua, although Bai Linglong has been for a long time, it will be a matter of the future, and it is obviously not harsh for him now.

It's just that he needs his own promise, and when Mo Xiaoxiao heard Bai Linglong's request, he couldn't avoid joy.

Bai Linglong didn't have her own careful thoughts, people were created by Nuwa, and demons were born of heaven and earth.

But all the demon clans who can't cultivate human exercises are all ancient relics with pure blood, and she can only see that Mo Xiaoye is a demon clan, as for what kind it is, she doesn't know, because this also aroused some of her curiosity, and decided to let him cultivate it.

While achieving her goal, she also won a permanent dim sum ticket for herself, as long as Mo Xiaoye does not die, she will always have countless dim sum to eat, which also makes her a little proud of her wit.

"Then when are you going to teach me the method of cultivation?" Mo Xiaoxie didn't know Bai Linglong's little bit of caution, and thought that he had taken a big advantage, so he asked with a smile.

Bai Linglong pondered for a moment, his spiritual sense unfolded, and he found that there were no people around, so he said without hesitation: "It's better to choose a day than to hit the sun, and I'm tired of staying here, it's better to stay now, save me from staying for a few more days, the Buddha fragrance of "Leiyin Temple" is too strong, this smell I hate the most, I can leave a day earlier, I definitely don't want to stay one more day." ”

After speaking, he frowned at the small Qiong nose, and the disgust on his face was overflowing.

Mo Xiaoye nodded, for him, the sooner the better, in order to give his sister an explanation, in order to let himself touch the mystery of cultivation as soon as possible, he was obviously more impatient than Bai Linglong.

"Then what do I need to do?" Mo Xiaoye looked at the girl in front of him seriously, if she guessed correctly, she should have been sent by the demon clan, they all said that the demon clan is good at concealing their tracks, and they can come and go freely under the noses of the monks of the "Lei Yin Temple", such as entering a no-man's land, although there is also a reason why her cultivation is strong, but it is undeniable that it has a lot to do with her spell characteristics.

Bai Linglong instigated her fingers that smelled a little heart, and said absentmindedly: "You don't need to do anything, stand up, close your eyes, and leave the rest to me." ”

Mo Xiaoye thought that the method she used was nothing more than the method used by his masters Wei Dao and Yun Shangfei when they taught him, but he also closed his eyes with peace of mind, calmed down, and waited for the moment when the aura entered his body.

Seeing that he really obeyed his orders, Bai Linglong obediently closed his eyes, a mischievous smile of schadenfreude appeared on the corner of his mouth, and took out the fingers that had been licking in his mouth for a long time.

The pink fingers, which could almost see the bones in the sunlight, carried a layer of shiny saliva, and they didn't wipe it clean, so they used their shimmering index fingers to slowly point to the center of Mo Xiaoxie's head.

Glowing with white light, faint ripples flowed on his fingertips, imprinted on his smooth forehead, and in the blink of an eye, the white light penetrated in little by little and disappeared.

At the same time that Bai Linglong withdrew her fingers, Mo Xiaoxie's upright body also fell down violently, and he fell the marble floor.

The body shrank slightly, blocked his eyes, looked at Mo Xiaoxie who was lying there motionless, stuck out his tongue, and sighed in a miserable tone: "It must be very painful to fall so hard." ”

"But what does it have to do with me? Without any sympathy, Bai Linglong's face was as usual, she took out a piece of paper and a pen out of nowhere, wrote and drew on them for a long time, and then wrote the same words on another piece of paper, walked to Mo Xiaoxie's side, took his hand and cut a gap, and neatly pressed her handprints on the two pieces of paper.

Facing the light, Bai Linglong looked at her results with satisfaction, put one of them into her carry-on space, and the other one was folded by her and put into Mo Xiaoxie's arms.

It seems that a great "big event" has been accomplished, Bai Linglong turned around and walked a few steps with a smile, jumped lightly, and sat on the stone railing, her slender calves dangling around, and they were a little dazzling.

Looking at the vermilion pillars supporting the houses and corridors in the distance, Bai Linglong suddenly felt a little bored, and said to herself: "Pure demon clans have their own unique cultivation methods, but not every demon clan can comprehend them in the depths of their hearts, and I can only help you get here, and whether you can learn the cultivation method in the end depends on your creation." ”

"But today's weather is really good!" Bai Linglong looked up at the sky with long eyelashes, stretched her waist, her petite figure bent into a graceful arc, and her eyes followed a white cloud that looked like a lion.

And Mo Xiaoxie, who fell to the ground, where was his little thoughts taken?

It's pitch black, and it's vast.

The darkness seemed to spread to faraway corners, places he could not reach in his entire life.

Shicai was still in the middle of the day, and instantly turned to this environment where the five fingers were missing, so that Mo Xiaoye couldn't adapt quickly all of a sudden.

This world seems to be in a moment when Hongmeng has not been judged and the world has not been opened, and there is chaos around it, there is nothing, and nothing can be seen, and there is not even a trace of light.

Mo Xiaoye was now from the perspective of a bystander, observing this world, a world that was extremely strange to him.

In the central region of the entire world, there seems to be something absorbing all matter, whether it is the visible stars, the light, or the invisible space and time, all swept away by its powerful suction.

There is no space for human beings to live here, and even time is eternal and stops.

Only the mysterious attraction of unknown origin and persistence is the only proof of its existence.

Mo Xiaoxie has been watching like this, witnessing the existence of this world, and trying to find a turning point that may change this pool of dead silence, but to no avail.

I don't know how long it took, a few hundred yuan, or a few tens of yuan?

After a long time, Mo Xiaoxie felt that his soul was going to dissipate between this heaven and earth.

At this moment, there was a sudden shock.

The inexplicable suction actually stopped.

Time began to pass, the space began to expand and expand, and the air currents seemed to move slowly over time, and the light imperceptibly soaked the entire time and space, illuminating everything brightly.

Mo Xiaoxie opened his eyes wide and looked at the very center, a round-mouthed kettle with an outer body intertwined with golden-red lines, which looked like evil qi and sacredness, was quietly suspended there, but at this time, its top was covered by a tightly sealed cover, and there was no gap.

Is that mysterious suction caused by this thing?

Mo Xiaoye was a little puzzled, and a little dazed, he didn't forget the original purpose when he came here, he came here to learn the cultivation exercises, and now this scene doesn't seem to have any direct or indirect connection with the cultivation exercises.

With a faint curiosity, Mo Xiaoye manipulated his soul to slowly come to the side of the chic cauldron, although it was not big from a distance, it could be found through close observation that this cauldron was simply incredibly large.

Mo Xiaoye didn't know how big the sun was, but he thought it was nothing more than that.

Any line on it is much larger than his whole person, and this kind of pattern has tens of millions or even more on the kettle, Mo Xiaoyi has no way to identify it, and he can't see it all.

Stretching out his palm, he subconsciously touched the outer surface of the cauldron, unlike any object he had ever touched, and the touch transmitted from the palm of his hand to his entire soul.

Then, an irresistible force tore at his slightly fragile soul, and without even having a chance to struggle, it dragged his entire soul into the endless abyss, forever in darkness......