Brother Dao Committed Evil Again

In the huge fire pit, the roaring ground fire caused any face to turn a strange red. He looked carefully and found nothing, but suddenly remembered what Little Cutie had said to him before.

"Master, someone told me that there is a strange beast in this flame, have you seen it?"

Mao said in surprise: "What beast is so mysterious? The old man has lived for more than nine hundred years, and it's the first time I've heard of it."

"You're not bad boy, there is still this opportunity, who is the other party, introduce me to know?"

Ren Yi said a little embarrassedly: "What almighty, it's just a weaned... little baby. He said there was a monster inside, I don't know the specifics, and I haven't seen it before."

All you can see is red, and after staring at the fans for a long time, you will get dizzy, and ghosts can see it.

Mao seemed to rub his eyes, but couldn't see a flower after looking at it for a long time, and then gave up, "Forget it, I haven't heard of a monster living in flames since ancient times, so the child is probably dazzled. , nonsense, can't be true."

No one said anything, but he had a different opinion in his heart. Although Little Cutie is small, his origins are extraordinary. He is not a child from an ordinary family, and cannot be generalized by common sense.

After adjusting the angle, Mao appeared to take out a soft chain in his hand and shot it at a place in the flame.

Under the control of spiritual power, the soft chain rolled back at the tip and pulled back a small flame, which was retracted in an instant.

Any curiosity looked at the spark that was only the size of his fist, left the ground fire, and never went out.

He gently stretched out his hand to test it, and surprisingly, he didn't feel the heat. Of course, he couldn't touch it either. There was no way to play with it as easily as Mao seemed.

The sparks in front of you are like a light and shadow, you can only see but not touch.

Mao said shyly: "Haha... This treasure is not available to ordinary people, so the cultivator can perceive the fluctuation of spiritual power, and can only take it out from the vast sea of ​​fire."

Ren Yi said inexplicably: "What's the use of it? I can't touch it, just to look good? I don't know if it will disappear?"

"Since it is a naturally raised spirit, it naturally has its magical effects. Don't look at it's small size, its name is very bullish, it is called Changming Huo, even if this world is wiped out, it can't be put out."

"Ah...and then!" Ren was not aware of it, except for the initial surprise, he thought it was nothing more than that.

This thing didn't make his heart feel even a little bit turbulent.

Mao seemed to sigh, but he was too lazy to spend his time. With one hand, he pinched Ren Yi's chin, ignoring his panicked expression, and the other hand stuffed the spark into his mouth.

Before he could be surprised, he felt a cold air slide down his throat, and standing beside the fiery fire pit, he couldn't help shivering.

This feeling came and went quickly. He rubbed his throat and said in a hoarse voice, "Master, what do you mean?"

"Hehe~~ stinky boy, haven't you been eager to practice, this spiritual treasure can give you the most powerful spiritual roots in the world, when the time comes, the uncle will pass on his skills to you, what will happen next... Shall I say more?"

Mao seemed to stretch out his hand with great comfort, habitually wanting to touch his beard, but the bald and slightly prickly feeling told him that he had shaved a long time ago in order to avoid the monk's pursuit. .

This somewhat affected his sense of pleasure, so he put his hands behind his back and raised his head high, waiting to accept any kind of flattery attack.

It's just that he was destined to fail, and what was waiting was an old man's question, "Hey! Who are you waiting for, why did you come to the forbidden place of my sect?"

Ren Ren met the person who came, and before he had time to express his surprise, he saw Xi Mo running over with a look of joy, "Hey, stinky bull, what are you doing?"

"Uh~~ I didn't do anything, just~~ Feel free to take a look, hehe..."

No one was talking haha, but Xi Fangping here was full of displeasure, "Young man, I remember you, you are the disciple of the second child, right? I don't need to repeat the rules of the sect, right?"

In the face of the old man's criticism, Ren Yi spread his hands helplessly, "Elder, I didn't want to come, I was driven here by those monsters to take refuge."

He briefly explained the fact that he was surrounded by monsters in the cave before. How could the Great Elder Xi Fangping believe it, and still stubbornly sprayed, "No matter how you came, leave me immediately now."

Mao on the side seemed to have listened. He used his little finger to rub his ears, blew the earwax that didn't exist, and said casually, "Old man, could you please say it again? I didn't hear it clearly just now."

He is now a little bit laborious to deal with the monks, and there are ways to deal with a martial artist in the mortal world, and he is not at all embarrassed.

Hearing the smell of gunpowder, he quickly pulled his sleeves, warning him to be polite, and he turned to Xi Mo and said,

"Senior Sister Xi, we didn't come here on purpose. We came here just to avoid the attacks of the monsters. According to the current situation, the foot of the mountain may not be safe. Only the cave is a paradise. ."

"Besides, my master is injured and needs a safe place to cultivate, so please be convenient."

Ren Yi thought that when he was speaking like this, Xi Mo would help him to say a few nice words to Xi Fangping, and then let them stay.

After all, he had a feeling of helping Xi Mo, and she was still wearing his coat at this time.

However, he was destined to be disappointed. Xi Mo just turned his face away and looked at the top of the cave, looked at the fire pit, looked at the floor, and didn't look at any of them.

In this way, don't expect her to say anything nice to any of them, it's good not to get in trouble.

Mao seemed to be an old man with no temper. Seeing the two of them had such an attitude towards either one, they felt even more displeased in their hearts.

"Hey hey hey... No matter what you can't help it, if you want to drive me away, you have to have that ability."

Xi Fangping's face was gloomy, "Old man, are you provoking something?"

"Heh...Old man, I'm just picking things up. What can you do to me?"

Mao seemed to be picking booger instead of picking his ears this time. Again, nothing came out. The cultivator has a cleansing technique, and there is very little dirt deposits in the body.

He did this just to express his contempt for the other party.

Sure enough, the Great Elder felt that his authority was being provoked, and the sword in his hand shook, and with a swipe, it was placed on Ren Yi's neck.

He didn't deal with Mao Xianxian, but the soft persimmon picked up any of them.

Either one felt the cold light on his side, and the hairs all over his body stood up.