The little fire butterfly fell and staggered on Zhang Liang's chest, like a mighty general inspecting the territory, and the little green insects trembled.

The bright eyes of the little fire butterfly turned, as if he suddenly noticed a few small green insects at his feet, and suddenly two cloud-like tentacles moved, and a thin flame splashed out from the tentacles, just like a woodpecker stretched out its mouth and pecked at the little insects, its movements were still very clumsy, and the power of the fire was also very weak, but the strange thing was that the green and fierce little insects at this time, but for some reason they were lying down, as if they were terrified to the extreme, and they did not dare to resist and were willing to die, only to hear a "snort", the little green bug turned into a cloud of green smoke and disappeared into the air.

Then, the little fire butterfly raised its head awkwardly, as if digesting, as if enjoying the food, raised its head and closed its eyes for a while, and its stomach made a grunt.

And the rest of the small green factories were also like encountering the nemesis of life at this time, and they didn't dare to escape, so they were all incinerated and disappeared into the air by the little fire butterflies one after another......

The cold moonlight outside the window sprinkled indoors, and this enchanting and bizarre scene was set off by the moonlight, reflecting even more weird and terrifying.

That night, Zhang Liang had a dream, he dreamed that he had become a monkey in the Journey to the West, wearing a golden armor and standing on a five-colored auspicious cloud. Majestic in a group of demons and monsters wantonly fighting, demons and monsters under his stick, like straw by him harvested and fell, piece by piece. Wherever the stick goes, he will bow down to him.

"Hahaha...... Zhang Liang in his sleep turned over, and couldn't help laughing in his heart, grandma's. I just can't watch too many TV series, I've watched old movies more than a dozen times, I reviewed it yesterday, and I can still have such a dream, he feels so innocent......

"Damn!" Zhuo Bufan's spiritual power withdrew from Zhang Liang's body, it was hard to imagine that Zhang Liang would have such a childish dream, as for the other party's spirit Gu master, it was not in his consideration, and the blood curse was completely broken. It means that the life of the owner of the Gu thing has also come to an end. If there are no miracles. He's dead!

And if he wants a miracle, he needs the appearance of a soul alchemist, but. Will Zhuo Bufan come to his rescue?

The answer, of course, is no.

......

A few kilometers from the apartment, just as the last little green bug was burned into the air by the fire silk of the fire butterfly. The dark-skinned man couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, the blood sprayed on the magic jade box in front of him like a plum blossom, and his slender body like a bamboo pole was shaky, at this time, he remembered Uncle Qing's words: "Then you'd better be careful, don't hurt others, you know, people with supernatural powers are always bad for ordinary people, and it is easy to attract God's curse." ”

It turned out that Uncle Qing had already warned him, but he was bent on turbidity, and he wanted to make meritorious contributions in front of his son, but he couldn't listen to it at all, Uncle Qing said, "You'd better be careful, don't hurt others", in fact, it means that if you don't hurt others, you won't hurt yourself, the soul transfer attack of the spirit Gu is a double-edged sword, the sharper and deeper the people who want to cut, the more damage you will suffer when you are counterattacked, if you don't want to take someone's life, people won't want your life!

Divine retribution does not mean that heaven directly sends down physical disasters, and sometimes, man-made counterattacks are also one of the ways of heavenly retribution.

"Childe, please forgive Xiao Hei for not being by your side anymore......" The dark-skinned man muttered to himself, blood splashing everywhere from his mouth like tap water without money.

Xiao Hei once also had a dream, wanting to carry forward the way of cultivating the true spirit Gu, but unfortunately, no matter how gorgeous and high-sounding the Gu technique was, cultivating the way of Gu was always a shady thing, and it was not on the table at all, because first of all, the way of cultivating Gu was associated with harming people, which was completely different from the general cultivation of the strong itself, and it was not compatible with some of the morals of the cultivators, even the Gu masters who cultivated the Gu art knew this, so they never showed off their identities everywhere, in the cultivation realm, if you say it"Ahem, I'm a Gu Master. ”

All you can do is saliva.

But Childe was the first person who didn't spit on him!, so Xiao Hei decided to follow Childe for the rest of his life, hoping to one day be able to correct the name of the Gu Dao.

Unfortunately, he could not fulfill this wish.

......

Living room.

Zhuo Bufan couldn't sleep, after the little fire butterfly came back, his spirit was very full, although it was a flash of flying into the eyebrows, but Zhuo Bufan could feel that the fire butterfly seemed to be unfinished, in his upper dantian, he was separating the two thin feet, and he paused hard, as if he was doing aerobics, and it seemed that a newborn baby was learning to crawl and walk, until the not too big belly gurgled again, and it chirped a few times in a low voice that seemed to be satisfied, and the voice was very light.

Then the tentacles combed on their water-colored wings, as if cleaning the battlefield, and then fell asleep on Zhuo Bufan's Shangdantian.

The little thing slept beautifully, but Zhuo Bufan couldn't sleep, it definitely didn't think that it would raise such a demonic thing in the dantian, is this still the Void Pill formed during the Void Pill period of the cultivator?"

"Dead old man, come out and explain!" Zhuo Bufan called Xu Lao viciously.

"What is there to explain. Xu Lao rolled his eyes, isn't this a normal thing, the seal with the even nine tails is there, you want to make a normal Void Pill, but it's not normal!

"Damn! What do you mean by that? Could it be that in the future, let it be like this, I think it seems to have the appearance of the second of the nine tails, as if it can come out on its own, and have an independent consciousness!" Zhuo Bufan scolded.

"What's wrong with this, won't you have another thug in the future?" Xu Lao pretended to be crazy and stupid, as if he was stunned.

"You! This is my Void Pill, and it will become my Jindan in the future, have you ever seen a cultivator with a living Jindan?"

"Anla, Anla, do you think that the Spring Water Butterfly is such an easy thing to be beaten, it has a trace of phoenix blood, it is a few points stronger than the Vermilion Bird, after Dacheng, it can make the illusion come true, and it can also make the real become an illusion, if you want to hit it, ten of you are not an opponent!"

You're fooling me when I'm a three-year-old!

"No, he's fooling around when you're a four-year-old. "Nerve Huang spoke, damn, people feel unreliable when they hear this explanation, okay?

Have you ever seen Jin Dan as a living creature?

"Cut, two stupid guys who don't know anything, what are you doing as our soul alchemists? Create new life!" Xu Lao said disdainfully, it is normal for soul alchemists to cultivate any strange things, okay.

Because, they are able to give new souls to living beings!

Naturally, Jin Dan can also be alive, although Xu Lao is also the first time to see ......

Damn! Zhuo Bufan clenched his fists, resisting the urge to punch Xu Lao to death.

**

Whether it is a poor person or a rich person, whether it is a high mountain or a bottomless abyss, this night, the moonlight bathed is the same.

Just when Zhuo Bufan, Xu Lao, and Nerve Huang were discussing the topic of no nutrition in the living room, at the same time, in a quaint courtyard in Beijing, the young man in white who appeared in the Tianleiyin Temple was looking at the moon in the sky outside the window, and seemed to be thinking about something.

"Something happened to Xiao Hei. The wooden door creaked open, it was Uncle Qing, and the son knew it very well.

"What's going on over there?" asked the young man.

"No movement, business as usual. Uncle Qing replied, and then tilted his head slightly, "The young master mentioned it before, I calculated a hexagram, the fire is in the southeast, there is the appearance of a red bird, I am afraid that there are many variables, so I instructed Xiao Hei, but I didn't expect that Xiao Hei still insisted on not stopping, and insisted on going his own way." ”

"The appearance of the Vermilion Bird, Uncle Qing, can you be sure?" The young man in white began to frown, there was no reason for a divine beast like the Vermilion Bird to make a move in the lower realm.

"I'm not sure, I feel that it should be a blood-related existence who made a move, but someone cast a magic spell to cover up the truth, and with the strength of the old man, he can't see clearly what kind of existence made the shot. Uncle Qing replied regretfully, the other party's strength was more and more unfathomable, which made him feel worried.

Where did the monster come from, so that the old bald donkey of Fanyun of the Tianleiyin Temple was invited? There should be no such person in the cultivation realm.

"The people in Beijing are also very cautious, when it comes to the young college student, they are all silent, it seems that the other party has a great background, our people have only found out now, the other party is a person with a top-secret identity, it seems that this person is not only a master of cultivation, but also should have a background in the government. Uncle Qing continued.

"Can't you find out from the CPPCC?" said the young man in white, whose channel is the deepest over there, after all, they are from across the strait, and they have a natural advantage in this regard.

"I didn't say anything over there, but one of the vice chairmen who had a deep relationship with us emphasized that his surname was Zhuo!" Uncle Qing replied, with a hint of speculation on his face.

"Surname Zhuo?" The young man in white thought for a while, suddenly smiled, and said, "I know, Uncle Qing, you also thought of it." ”