Immortal cultivators are cheap and invincible

"How are you? I haven't paid attention to you for a few days, and you're just like this. Sure enough, I can't leave you." Xiaoyu said jokingly, but there was some worry that couldn't be hidden in her tone.

Seeing that Huang Mao didn't take the initiative to look for him these days, he felt angry and deliberately wandered in the boundless sea of ​​consciousness.I thought Huang Mao would come to him soon, but I didn't expect that I really forgot about him.After enduring it for a few days, he came out by himself, who knew that Huang Mao's situation would be like this after he came out.

Now Huang Mao's spiritual energy was imprisoned by Mo Yi with a special technique, and there was a cloud of black energy lingering in his dantian.The black air was like a big rock, firmly suppressed in the dantian, and even the dan fire seemed to be annihilated at any time.

Embarrassed, Huang Mao didn't know what was going on with it, and the two leaves limply rested on the flower buds above his head, and the vine whip also retracted.Huang Mao tried to contact Xiexi, but every time there was no response, she was like a dormant animal, unconscious of the outside world.

Huang Mao didn't respond to Xiaoyu's worries. Apart from being shy, he was busy thinking about another thing now.At first he thought he was caught by Ma Xinruo, but after a day, Huang Mao also vaguely knew that he could be caught by someone else, but he didn't know who Mo Yi caught him.

Huang Mao tended to the threats at his dantian, and didn't dare to run away casually.Mo Yi trusted his black energy so much that he threw Huang Mao in the basement at will and went out.Huang Mao didn't dare to run, but the fact that his body was not restricted, it didn't mean that he didn't dare to do something in this strange and weird basement.

Huang Mao also opened the curtain to see the people in the cage while Mo Yi was leaving.Those people were completely numb, no matter what Huang Mao said, they were just huddled together in fear.

Huang Mao didn't know what Moyi had done to them, but these people had become like animals, leaving only basic instincts.After knowing that these people were hopeless, Huang Mao had no choice but to lower the curtain on the cage again, and only under the curtain, this group of people thought that this moment was peaceful.

Taking advantage of Mo Yi's absence, Huang Mao got up and walked around the basement, only to find that there were no restrictions around the basement except for the weird blood pool.Huang Mao tried to dig holes in the walls and underground with a knife. The knife was a magic weapon, but a high-grade magic weapon.Such a high quality, but it can't help those stones of unknown material.

The knife cut off a piece of his clothes and threw it into the pool of blood. In the blink of an eye, the piece of cloth completely melted.This discovery made Huang Mao take a deep breath. Fortunately, he didn't go down to try, otherwise he would really turn into a pile of bones.

I just don't know why Mo Yi is not afraid of this blood pool, and what is in this blood pool?The last time the blood pool was reduced by half, he obviously felt that something was about to come out, and that thing should be afraid of even Mo Yi.

"Xiaoyu, come out and have a look, can you recognize what it is?" Huang Mao stood beside the pool of blood, frowning.

Xiaoyu was a little angry when she saw that she was ignored again just now.Now seeing Huang Mao asking him again, he immediately wanted to show off, stepped out of the sea of ​​consciousness, and deliberately stretched his feet in front of Huang Mao, as if you were coming to hug your thigh.

Huang Mao raised his hand, patted Xiaoyu's head habitually, and said, "Don't make trouble now, go and see, do you recognize that blood pool?"

Xiaoyu cut a sound, shook her head, and then looked seriously at the blood pool, "Eh? Eh? Eh?"

Huang Mao rolled his eyes, pulled Xiaoyu's hair and said angrily, "What the hell, tell me if you know!"

"My first question is that I don't know this blood pool. You know me. How can someone as knowledgeable as me not know something." Xiaoyu said narcissistically, but then turned serious: "The second one is that I seem to have the smell of this blood pool in my memory, but I can't remember it. It feels familiar but I have no impression at all. The third one is that the smell is a bit different from what I remember. It's too complicated and impure!"

"You don't know this blood pool, but you remember its smell, why is it so strange?"

Xiaoyu gave a rare sigh, spread his hands, and said helplessly: "It's fate that I bumped into you. Because before I bumped into you, I didn't know how long I existed, and I didn't know what form I existed in." .

As I said, the way I am now is just changing according to your secret preferences.Before that, I think I should have had a long time. During those years, maybe I have encountered many things and seen many things.

It's a pity that the time has passed too long, or something happened in the middle, anyway, I don't remember, and now I am equivalent to a freshman. "

As for Xiaoyu, Huang Mao also speculated about his origin and formation reasons, but he found nothing in the end.Although he and Xiaoyu are closely related, when he knew Xiaoyu's ability, Huang Mao was also excited.But after calming down, Huang Mao is still reasonable about Xiaoyu's function.Although it is one aspect of Xiaoyu's difficulty in obtaining energy, Huang Mao still wants Xiaoyu to use his abilities to help him cultivate.

"I see. If there is such a familiar thing in the future, remember to remind me."

Xiaoyu nodded, "Understood."

After talking to Xiaoyu, Huang Mao sent him back to the Sea of ​​Consciousness.Moyi didn't know when he would come back, so it was better not to let him see Xiaoyu.

As for Huang Mao, he sat down cross-legged, concentrating quietly, intending to try to absorb spiritual energy.It's a pity that no matter how he responds, the aura in the air seems to hate him, and won't have any contact with him.

Unable to cultivate, Huang Mao sank his mind into his dantian again, the cloud of black energy was still firmly suppressing his dantian.Huang Mao went to contact Xuxu again, but she still didn't respond.Huang Mao had a dark premonition in his heart that once he got in touch with Shame, this cloud of black energy would become useless to him!

Huang Mao kept in touch over and over again, the faster his mind was consumed.Half an hour later, Huang Mao felt his head swell, which was because he was exhausted.Once the mind was exhausted, Huang Mao didn't dare to force the connection, otherwise he would become an idiot if he was not careful.

The speed of recovering the mind is very slow, unless there is a special method for cultivating the mind.Don't dare to be mere Huang's family, it is absolutely impossible, even when the Huang's family has the real person Jiedan sitting in the town, it is the most beautiful time.When Huang Mao regained his mind, the magic came back.

Mo Yi's situation is not good. After his magic wolf died, he was already at the end of his strength.Even with the existence of the blood pool and the black lotus, he can only persist for a year at most.Moreover, during this year, he still cannot use the aura in his body, and can only live like an ordinary mortal, otherwise his death time will be accelerated.

But now, in less than a month, he has used his spiritual energy many times, which undoubtedly shortened his lifespan.But now, when he came back, he was covered in injuries, and his hair was half white.

As soon as he returned to the basement, Mo Yi realistically looked at Huang Mao who was sitting on the side vigilantly, and then smiled coldly.As if nothing had happened, he took out a pill from his bosom and swallowed it, then soaked it in the pool of blood.This time, he came out very quickly, and the amount of blood dropped from the blood pool was not much.

Mo Yi returned to his youthful appearance again, but the injuries on his body were still intact.He didn't care, he opened the curtain and looked, and there were not many people in the cage.Since the last time, he hasn't arrested anyone for a long time.Randomly throw away food and throw it into the cage, then close the curtain, Mo Yi turned his head and sat down to practice too.

An hour later, Mo Yi's injury healed.He took out the long iron box again, and uncovered the talisman. There was still a cloud of restless black air floating inside.In order to suppress the black air, the three lotus flowers above moved faster.

Putting Moyi's fingers together, they directly extended into the black air in the long iron box, and for a moment, Moyi's muscles bulged, and his bones made a cracking sound.

"Ah!" Mo Yi couldn't help screaming, and finally took his two fingers out of the long iron box.

"Shura!"

And as Mo Yi took out his two fingers, Huang Mao's body shook, and he seemed to hear someone say the word Shura in his ears.In Na's mind, it was as if he saw a large sea of ​​blood, and floating corpses were floating in the sea of ​​blood.And on top of the corpse, stood a man in black armor holding a mace. He raised his head and shouted towards the sky: "Sura!"

The scene was only for a moment, but Huang Mao broke out in a cold sweat. His still chaotic soul also floated gently in the sea of ​​consciousness, obviously shaken by the scene just now.

Xiaoyu in the sea of ​​consciousness was startled, and his soul was wandering, which was not a good thing.Fortunately, it was only for a moment, and soon the soul stabilized again. Xiaoyu who found Huang Mao's soul was relieved this time.

Huang Mao suppressed his palpitations, but saw that Mo Yi's fingers had turned into two white bones, and between the bones was a tooth the size of a fingernail firmly sandwiched between them.Those teeth are like a piece of warm jade, glowing with a soft light.

If it wasn't for the magical two fingers turning into white bones, if it wasn't for taking out the tooth, the black air in the long iron box would have become much thinner, Huang Mao would not have thought that this very beautiful tooth contained threaten.

Mo Yi stepped forward, imprisoned Huang Mao's body, cut a wound on Huang Mao's wrist, and put the tooth on it.

The tooth began to suck blood, and Moyi took the tooth until it turned pale pink.But then, Moyi cut another wound on his wrist, and put his teeth on until the teeth turned blood red.

One side of the teeth turned blood red, and Mo Yi's eyes showed the color of crazy joy.With his concentration, even at this moment, he couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart!

Put the teeth back into the long iron box, and close the talisman again, but this time, the long iron box kept shaking, and there were more and more cracks on the talisman.In the end, the long iron box still didn't move anymore, but Moyi knew that there would be no next time, and if the talisman was revealed again, the talisman would completely lose its effect!

However, this talisman will not be used immediately.And he is magical, and he will soon be able to get rid of the tragedy of his lifespan. He will survive, and he will practice Shura.This time, he is no longer going heresy, and he no longer needs something like a magic wolf that can backlash at any time to help him suppress the killing spirit!Because, he will have his own spiritual roots!

Mo Yi looked at Huang Mao, with longing in his eyes.He has to prepare and prepare again, and must be perfect.The dark spiritual root is the only spiritual root that can cultivate Shura, and he will never allow any mistakes!