"Don't try to control my mind, I am higher than you in controlling people's hearts. The demon sensed this power and spoke.

Ning Caichen blinked and said, "You practice, isn't this Demon Sutra?"

"Yes, how else can I be immune to your control?" said the Heart Demon with a serious face, but sneered in his heart: In these worlds, you are afraid that you are the last to practice the Great Heart Demon Sutra.

Ning Caichen spoke: "Since that's the case, I'll go out first." You give me to be honest here, or don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

The heart demon bowed his head, watching him cast a spell to seal the middle dantian and lock himself here, with a meaningful look on his face: Ning Caichen, I wish you all the best in your cultivation.

Consciousness returned to the body, Ning Caichen opened his eyes, and found that he was still sitting in mid-air, the three sons of the school below were staring at him tightly, and on the ground, the skeleton Taoist still maintained the original posture.

"Ning Caichen?" Wang Shi shouted tentatively.

"It's me. Ning Caichen fell from mid-air and looked at the skeleton Taoist: "He's dead?"

"Nope. I couldn't accept one thing, I was depressed, and I was stunned. White Frost spoke.

"Can't accept being defeated by us?" Ning Caichen asked curiously.

Bai Shuang shook his head and spoke, "I can't accept that you have devoured his hundreds of years of power. ”

"Hundreds of years of skill?" Ning Caichen was slightly stunned, and then remembered the black mist that had been annihilated by himself.

"Even though it's demonic energy, you've absorbed so much, why do you still look the same?" Mu Bai's eyes were like lightning, looking at his eyes.

Ning Caichen spread his hands and said, "This is because I didn't absorb those demonic qi at all, but wiped them all out." If you don't believe me, you can test it. ”

With a look of surprise on his face, Mu Bai walked up to him and placed his palm on his lower dantian area.

After a while, Mu Bai, who had not noticed the slightest evil power, withdrew his palm and said, "There is no in the lower dantian. ”

"Do you want to take a look at the middle and upper dantians again?" Ning Caichen said.

Mu Bai shook his head and said, "The lower dantian is the source of all power, and the power in the middle dantian and the upper dantian also comes from the lower dantian, so don't look at it." Ning Caichen, it's not that I don't believe you, but I'm a little worried, I hope you don't mind. ”

Ning Caichen smiled and said, "Don't worry, I know that you are also for my good." ”

"So now...... What are you going to do with this guy? His bones are too hard to kill. Wang Shi pointed to the skeleton Daoist and said.

Ning Caichen looked at the skull of the Skeleton Daoist, and saw that the human emperor's pen was no longer there. As soon as his mind moved, the body of the pen made of pure gold appeared in the palm of his hand: "Let me come." ”

Coming to the skeleton's side, Ning Caichen did not insert the entire human emperor pen into it this time, but cut off its head with a sharp pen, dissecting its head, and a dark green soul flame shone in the skull skull.

Ning Caichen spread his true qi all over his hands, and when he reached out to grab this flame. The green glow of the flame suddenly lit up and rushed upwards quickly.

"Bang. With a crisp sound, a dark green flame crashed into a white porcelain bottle, the mouth of which was blocked by a wooden stopper, and a seal was imposed.

Ning Caichen looked up and saw Mu Bai handing him a porcelain vase.

"This, you can take it for the time being, and after returning to the Holy Mountain, it will be exchanged for credits, and the four of us will divide it equally. Ning Caichen said.

Mu Bai thought about it, but did not refuse, and immediately put away the porcelain vase.

"I remember, I smelled the aroma of rouge before, let's go into the Taoist temple and have a look. Wang Shi turned his eyes to look at the deep and silent Taoist temple.

"Let's go. Mu Bai clenched his long sword and pressed it in front of the other three again.

The four of them entered the Taoist temple and found that it was even more dilapidated, and there were even rats crawling on it. When I entered the main hall, I saw corpses all over the ground, and the blood on the ground was stained dark red.

Wang Shi twitched his nose and led the rest of the people to a bloody corpse, silent.

Ning Caichen stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "The Skeleton Dao people have been killed by us, and we will avenge the revenge of these people." ”

Wang Shi pulled the three of them out of the main hall, stood in the courtyard, and said to Mu Bai: "I think, smash the soul flame of the Skeleton Dao Man." ”

Mu Bai sighed in his heart, took out the porcelain vase, and handed it to him silently.

Holding the porcelain vase tightly in his palm, Wang Shi said, "Although this flame can add credits to us, I think there is something more important than credits. For example, the persistence of the heart. I want to kill him, so he has to die. ”

Ning Caichen opened his mouth and said, "You don't have to explain anything, we don't have to look at this credit yet." ”

Wang Shi bowed slightly, his right hand slammed into pieces, and the entire porcelain vase was crushed, accompanied by a terrible scream, and the soul fire of the Skeleton Dao Man was extinguished in a raging true qi.

"Let's go, let's go to the next mission location. Mu Bai said.

White Frost looked around and said, "Burn this place, or you'll attract ghosts and demons." ”

In the middle of the night, in the flames that burned half the sky, the four of them rose into the air at the same time, and flew towards the nearest town.

The next quest is in the Barren Lands, which is a short distance from here, and requires a rental steed or Pegasus.

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The so-called barren land, in popular terms, is a barren and desolate place. And in the Han Dynasty, it also has another meaning, backward and barbaric place.

The people living here, because of the regional problems, only roughly accepted the influence of the outside civilization, can weave, farm, hunt, but no one has taught them to read, write and learn culture.

The barrenness of the place made it so depraved that even the most adventurous merchants would not want to bring modern civilization here.

The Gobi is thousands of miles, and the yellow sand is in the sky. As the sun rose, countless humans dressed in the worst coarse linen clothes walked out of the door in the wind-soaked sand-soaked earthy tribes, starting a dull and numb day.

One day, an incomparably luxurious carriage came from afar, stopping in front of the first tribe on the periphery amid countless complicated eyes.

The curtain of the car was opened, and a man dressed in white, like an immortal, walked out from the inside, and asked the onlookers, "Where is your royal city?"

Fortunately, although it is very barren and backward, the language is the same. A woman bowed slightly and said, "Distinguished guest, we don't have a royal city here, only thirty-six tribes and more than thirty-one thousand people in need. (To be continued.) )