MTL - World of Cultivation-~ Section 17: Pu

Section 17: Pu

Left Moyou woke up, his head still had some faint pain, but it was much lighter than the pain that had been cut off before.

Thinking of things before the coma, his face suddenly changed.

He is a thoughtful person. When he is clear-headed, his ideas are clear, and the cause and effect are quickly thought out. Almost no need to think, it must be the ghost of the black dandelion seed.

It is the release of the sword, and it is also him who wants to marry him.

Thinking of this, Zuo Moxin suddenly burned in anger.

Actually, I don’t want to live!

He suddenly thought of what he had said before he was in a coma, and his face could not help but change. Isn't it that I didn't hold on, and succumbed?

At the thought of this, he quickly calmed his mind and entered his own sea of ​​knowledge.

When he first came to know the sea, he stayed.

On the rolling hills, there are swollen ancient trees, and the grass is like a green blanket. The tiny wildflowers are mixed in the green grass, and they are vividly added.

If you walk into the forest.

Before I knew the sea, it was just a void, and now this vivid picture...

Zuo Mo completely stayed in the same place, and the scene in front of him was far beyond his understanding.

Walking on the grass, I feel the softness of the grass, the smell of grass, and the nose. Zuo Mozhen, he is just a low-level repairer with eight layers of refining.

When his gaze turned to a hill without trees, he immediately recovered from the shackles.

I rushed to the hills.

On the hill, a black man sits on a stone tablet, lingering in the dark clouds, with one hand on his lap and the other with his chin on his chin.

To be closer, Zuo Mo saw the black man's appearance.

Perfect face!

Zuo Mo never thought about it, the man would have been so beautiful. Neutral face, high nose, black hair covering the left eye, right eye narrow as a knife, faint red crimson like a deep bottomless blood, thin and wide lips with always shallow It is full of evil arcs. There is a yellow copper ring hanging on each of the ears. The wide black clothes are soft and smooth, like his hair, with a black luster, sticking to him, revealing a wonderful charm.

For a time, Zuo Mo stayed in the same place, I don’t know what to say. He is just a small, mundane disciple. When have you seen such a brilliant figure?

"My name is Pu." The soft and sweet voice, he held his chin, staring at the left with great interest, the arc of the corner of the mouth is more obvious: "What is your name?"

"Zuo Mo." He replied dumbly, he was dreaming. Pu just sat casually, but all the light that knew the sea seemed to be involuntarily sucked away by him. The Dongfeng female disciples whom Zhao Mo had seen, no one even looks better than Pu.

When a man grows up, he should cry.

When this idea came out, Zuo Mo also returned. Po Na was full of charm and stunning gas field, and was suddenly crushed by this nonsense idea.

It seems that I noticed that Momo had come back to God. Pu smiled and didn't feel unhappy. He still used his voice like a swaying string: "It seems that we have to get along for a long time, but I believe we will get along well." Yes, this is for you."

Pu hand-to-hand throws a ball of light to the left, and the numerous symbols on the surface of the ball of light flow.

"What is this?" Zuo Mo subconsciously caught the ball of light.

boom.

He was struck by lightning, his body was stiff, and his mind was suddenly stuffed with countless characters.

"[Take the baby to refine the gods], it is just a gadget, it can repair the gods, even if you meet the face." Pu used a lazy tone: "Although I also want to eat white, but there is no way. Who told you to know the sea is broken I will fix the sea as soon as possible so that I will not go to the place again."

He waved his hand gracefully, and left the left side of the place to feel that his body shape was tight. When he opened his eyes, he found himself retreating from the sea of ​​knowledge.

Suddenly there was some fear in his heart, and Pu seemed to be more powerful than he had imagined. Such an uncontrolled person is in his own knowledge of the sea, wrong, is to control his knowledge of the sea! There is no slight joy in getting the left-handedness of the baby, and the fear spreads like a snake poison in his body.

Some of them struggled to swallow, and they strongly suppressed the fear in their hearts. He was thinking about what to do.

禀 禀 门?

In the past two years, he has only seen the head once, that is, he was picked up by the head, the time he opened his eyes. As for other long-term teachers and uncles, he has never seen it before.

His biggest concern is another guess.

He is very skeptical that Puji may be a demon!

Such a beautiful demon makes him unbelievable, but somehow, this suspicion is like a skeleton, and he is firmly in his mind, how can he linger.

Zuo Mo has never seen the demon, his concept of all the demon, all from the sound of Gui. It seems that when it comes to the demon, it is killing, it is death and bloodshed. But the relationship between the demon and the natural enemies of the repairers is still very clear. Destroying the demon is the duty of every cultivator, no matter where the cult is.

However, Zuo Mo is only an introductor who has just reached the eighth level of refining. Don't say that the demon is eliminated. It is estimated that the demon will not bother to destroy him.

What worries him even more is that once someone knows that there is a demon in his body, he will definitely be demonized and defended. In the eyes of the senior practitioners, an eight-layered repairer in his area could not even count the cannon fodder.

Maybe, I will throw myself directly into the alchemy furnace, and I will refine it with the demon...

He couldn't help but scream, and his heart pounded and quickly stopped these terrible conjectures.

Oh, for two days, Zuo Mo seems to be not in the world.

[Traditional refining of the gods] Naturally, you must practice, or else you will be disabled before you are disabled by the Pu Yao. Pu Yao, this is the definition of Zuo Mo to Pu, regardless of whether he is a demon, light he looks like that, it is enough to get the word demon.

The effect is very good. After a few days, the gods will be better than half, but Zuo Mo has no gratitude for the Pu Yao. Because he remembered that his gods were hurt, it was the ghost of Pu Yao.

In the past few days, he has not gone to know the sea.

If you say at first glance, the deepest impression left by Pu Yao to Zuo Mo is the demon, then now, the demon has turned into evil!

What do you want to do this?

This is the root of true fear!

Zuo Mo soon discovered that his life has become very bad. For a practitioner who is only determined to be a spiritual husband, life is the most important thing.

He decided to talk to the Pu Yao.

Like the last time, Pu was sitting on the stone tablet leisurely, still in black. Seeing Momo, he smiled. The smile in the dark clouds makes him look full of evil. The speculation about Pu is the demon and he took it out again.

Zuo Mo’s heart trembles, he does not lack courage, but when the other party is under absolute control, to perform the stupid behavior of courage, he will not do it. He suddenly noticed the stone monument under the body of the Buddha. The stone monument around the height of the half man was surrounded by black clouds. He couldn't help but stagnate when he accidentally swept the surface of the stone tablet.

grave!

This is a grave!

Not a stone monument, it is a tombstone!

He was shocked and his heartbeat accelerated.

"How? Want to talk to me?" The lazy voice, I don't know if this tombstone is making a ghost. Zuo Mo always feels that Pu's voice is faint and can easily penetrate into people's hearts.

Zuo Moping regained his feelings and piled up a smile on his face: "Big brother, look, I am so low, I am so thin that I have a thin bone, and I don’t have a few pounds of meat. It is not good."

"Eat?" Pu suddenly laughed, opened the crimson right 瞳, leisurely said: "Speaking of delicious human flesh, hey, a little long. Good human flesh, there are a lot of stress, 16 six girls are best The meat is tender and tender, oh."

The scarlet tongue licked his lips and looked full of aftertaste.

Seeing that he was shocked and stunned, he barely smiled: "Yeah, yeah, do you think you are changing someone?"

"Substitution?" Pu Pu over-headed and stared at the left: "What? You are not happy? I think I occupied your place?"

I was stared straight at the right of Pu Hong, and my heart was cold and cold, and I waved my hands again and again: "No, no! This is my honor! Honor!"

It seems that I am very satisfied with Zuo Mo’s answer. Pu regained his gaze and closed his right eye. His mouth was careless: “How many Jindan period do you have in your generation? Ten?”

Zuo Mo shook his head.

"eight?"

Zuo Mo continued to shake his head.

"Five?"

Zuo Mo finally couldn't help it. He felt that the other party was taking him to open up: "No one. Brothers of the same generation, the highest level of cultivation is the end of the foundation."

For the first time, the face of the right eye was slightly closed, and the expression of blasphemy appeared for the first time. This made Zuo Mo very proud.

After a while, Pu shook his head and sighed: "No wonder you are so bad."

Left Mo almost vomiting blood.

Pu'er opened his eyes and his eyes fell on Zuo Mo's body. He looked up and down and held his chin on his hand. He said to himself: "The body is too weak, only the roots are too strong, huh?"

The other person commented on himself as if he were looking at an item, so that Zuo Mo’s heart was not cool, but Pu’s “咦” made his heart suddenly jump.

"Is there a problem?" he asked in a hurry. He knew that his body was not normal, the stiff face of the zombie, and the dream that had appeared countless times, like a thorn in his heart.

Pu Yang started, the frontal hair almost covered his left half of the face, and the red-red right-handed man who was not blocked looked at the face of Zuo Mo, and the corner of his mouth rose: "No problem."

"Well, although you are very bad, but it is not bad enough to be saved." Pu recovered his lazy tone.

"What I want to ask is..." Zuo Mo decided to show up with Pu. He wanted to find out what Pu wanted to do.

"Oh, yes." Pu interrupted Zuo Mo, he picked up the blood red right eye, and his thin lips provoked to one side: "[Take the baby" began to practice. How, the effect is not bad? I forgot to tell you that [the sacred refining god] is good, but there is a problem."

Zuo Mo’s heart jerked and he had an unpredictable hunch.

"If you start practicing, you can't stop. It is said that if you haven't gotten into a place for three months, it will be a little problem."

He raised his right hand and spread his fingers. The corners of his mouth were higher. The bright red pupils seemed to be more vivid: "In fact, they are just some little pains like blood impulses. Hey, you know, I used to have a very creative friend. He is in charge of the prison."

The statue is like a story.

"On one occasion, he encountered a very hard thorn. He tried his best and couldn't open the guy's mouth. He asked for this mentality from me. He sent a man and pretended to be a prisoner. Close to this guy. Then, pass this law to him through his mouth. Hey, you know, I always admire him, creative, and patient."

He was excited with a bit of excitement: "Unfortunately, the prisoner's talent is not good. For three months, it is hard to make a good meal. Oh, I always feel that my friend deliberately missed one or two sentences."

"Later?" asked Momo.

"Later?" The smile on Pu's face was even more splendid: "Three months and one day, I was recruited, but my friend was soft and didn't kill him. He hung for three months and asked my friend to kill him every day. Listen. So delicate and mournful, how enjoyable! It is said that when he died, hey, the soul blasted like a fireworks, very beautiful."

The chill of the bones spread along the left body.

His poor nerves are like the springs that are oppressed to the extreme. All the anger of the smoldering blasts suddenly bursts. He loses his senses on the spot and screams and screams toward him. "You are a perverted shemale! !"