Reborn as a crazy female disciple of the God who killed his wife three times

He was puzzled. They were both in the Condensed Profound Realm, so how could Li Mo dare to speak so... refreshingly and unworldly...

Dare to say this about a cultivator at the peak of the Floating Life Realm, aren't you afraid of offending him? Obviously, he is also the grandson of the headmaster, the son of a powerful person.

Do sword cultivators have the right to be particularly arrogant?

We beast tamers are also very strong, okay… Si Renxuan thought while crying in his heart.

Li Mo narrowed his eyes and watched Pei Mochu's ten fingers flying, forming seals and chanting incantations, and then the jade fan between his fingers spun, and a row of small characters composed of thin golden characters flowed out from the fan, rising to the air and flying towards Lai Mingchong. I saw that the golden characters named "束" turned into thin spiritual ropes, forming a huge golden net. The golden net exuded a powerful spiritual light, which stung Lai Mingchong's black eyes and made him scream in pain. A row of thin small characters "爆" overflowed from the fan, turning into countless small golden swords, piercing his limbs, exploding blood...

"The word spirit is a tool. It can be air or material. It can be medicine or formation. It can give birth to all things. Books are the carriers of the truth. It is the spirit of heaven and earth." Li Mo looked at Pei Mochu and said slowly.

"What? He uses spiritual words to attack the enemy, so his book is his fan? Can a fan become a book?"

"If you have knowledge in your heart, everything can be written. In accordance with the laws of heaven and earth, everything can be transformed. The Heavenly Book Tower is not limited to books as tools. Books can be tools, swords can be tools, fans can be tools, and even human skin can be books. Moreover... their characters can also affect the enemy's mood, causing the enemy to be controlled by them." Su Xun answered Si Renxuan's question.

“Wow… That’s amazing…”

"So... be careful of the Heavenly Book Tower..." Su Xun said slowly.

After countless blood flowers burst out of Lai Mingchong's body, he looked extremely horrible. His eyes were like black holes, and his body was covered with black veins. Blood blurred his features, and he looked like neither a human nor a ghost. This was the horrible form of a person possessed by a demon... He had a ferocious face, and used all his spiritual power. The magic power turned into flower seals and carried black demonic energy to cut towards the large net formed by the golden seal in the sky. The black seal collided with the golden light, making a dull loud noise, and the surrounding air was distorted by the shock...

Pei Mochu was not panicking. He moved his fingers slightly. His fingers were slender and white, as exquisite as white jade carvings. The golden light flickered at his fingertips. He waved his fingers and drew a beautiful arc in the air. As he moved, a golden light flew out from his fingertips, like a thin golden thread, rushing towards Lai Mingchong. The golden light surrounded the black light, entangled and impacted, making a series of explosions and bursting into a brilliant light.

“Ah…ah…” Lai Mingchong roared like a desperate beast, his voice resounding between heaven and earth, as if everything was trembling. Finally, in the powerful golden character array, he lost his resistance and fell to the ground.

……

The Linghua Duobaozhai auction venue was in a mess. Except for a few people, everyone else fled.

There was not a single intact piece of flesh on Lai Mingchong's body, and blood was gushing out of his abdomen. He looked extremely horrible and miserable. Countless streams of glaring blood were flowing on the ground, forming thin streams of blood, emitting a strong smell of rust that made people want to vomit.

Li Mo, however, approached and observed Lai Mingchong leisurely, as if he was looking at a very exquisite antique.

"You, aren't you afraid?" Si Xiaoxiao said to Li Mo with a pale face. She covered her nose and looked like she was about to vomit.

"I'm scared," Li Mo answered without turning her head, her eyes still on Lai Mingchong.

"See, I can't see it." Si Xiaoxiao said stutteringly.

"My fear is in my heart, not on my face."

Is there any difference? Si Xiaoxiao thought blankly.

"My fellow Taoist, what are you looking at that is interesting?" A charming and smiling voice sounded behind the two of them.

Li Mo turned around and saw a man standing behind her. He had a handsome face, white hair, deep and passionate eyes. When he looked at you, you would be attracted by his star-like eyes, as if the whole world was frozen for him. The smile on his lips was as gentle and warm as the spring breeze melting snow, which made people feel endless love... She replied: "Of course, it is to see Pei Daoyou show his divine power to catch the terrible demon, protect the righteousness of heaven and earth, and ensure the peace and tranquility of all living beings."

Pei Mochu seemed to find Li Mo's answer quite interesting. His affectionate eyes became brighter and he asked with a smile, "Is this your first time seeing a demon?"

"Correct."

"Oh? So what do you think?" Pei Mochu's voice had a certain literary and poetic quality to it, which made people feel close to him. It was the first time they met, and he asked several questions. If it were someone else, it might cause displeasure or rejection, but he wouldn't. He had a temperament that made people want to answer his questions seriously.

Pei Mochu heard the answer: "It's very sad."

So he was stunned, he didn't expect her to answer like this.

The fairy from Yuyao Valley invited Mu Xuzhen and Su Xun to have a talk. Maybe because the three of them were all cultivators in the Floating Life Realm and were also representatives of the sect, Su Xun and Mu Xuzhen couldn't refuse. They kept Li Mo, Si Xiaoxiao and Si Renxuan in the hall. Si Renxuan was afraid of the blood on the ground, so he found an excuse to hide in the side room. Si Xiaoxiao, with a pale face, bravely accompanied Li Mo.

Pei Mochu saw her from a distance and knew that Li Mo was the leader among the three of them. She was extremely beautiful, so he couldn't help but come over to chat with her. However, as he started talking, a mysterious and contradictory aura wafted from the woman in front of him. She was different from the righteous female cultivators in the sects who followed the rules. She was a little unruly and seductive...

He had never thought that he would feel seductive from a female disciple of the Wentian Sect. He looked at her carefully. Her eyebrows were as black as peaks, her eyes were like the autumn moon, her beauty was wantonly and ostentatious, her beauty was dazzling, she had an unrestrained beauty, unconcealed charm, standing there, it was like the sun that enveloped the surroundings with a layer of beautiful red clouds, making people unforgettable when they saw her.

But she was not completely charming and voluptuous. Instead, there was a layer of coldness beneath her beauty. She had the aura of a strong person that no one dared to intrude upon. Her eyes were calm and composed, with a kind of condescending and indifferent look from a superior, as if all living beings were just dust in her eyes...

Pei Mochu could only think of one person when thinking of a sword cultivator in the Ningxuan realm who was extremely gorgeous, powerful, and cold, and who exuded a contradictory and weird aura. He was the number one in the Ningxuan realm, the second disciple of Tian Jianzi, Mu Limo.

He paused and asked, "Why?"

"Then please answer a question for me, Brother Pei. Are demons necessarily bad?"

What else? Pei Mochu was silent. Wasn't the bloody mess and the terrifying figure of Lai Mingchong beside the three of them an obvious answer?

But he didn't answer immediately. He felt that her question was meaningful. If he answered it simply and easily, it might be clichéd...

Li Mo did not wait for his answer, but continued: "In other words, are demons necessarily bad? If people who cannot control their demonic desires and madness are bad people, then what about demons who can control their demonic desires and madness? Are they good or bad?"

Si Xiaoxiao exclaimed, covering her lips and said, "Can it be divided like this? But, but how is it possible? The devil cannot be controlled..."

"But what about a one in ten thousand chance?"

Si Xiaoxiao had no way to answer.

If a demon can control itself, is it still a demon?