Small bones

These seven or eight monks thought that they had done a lot of evil in their lifetime, and they were killed, so the accumulated hostility was even heavier. Even if they hadn't turned into ghosts, the color of their souls was already very turbid.

Nowadays, there are almost no demons in the Twelve Immortal Mountains, and no one knows what the real food of the demons is.

Tens of thousands of years ago, all living beings worshiped the real or the devil. The biggest reason was that the heaven and the earth were just formed at that time, the chaos was pervasive, and there was a dirty atmosphere that could not be dispelled everywhere.

The filthy air forms fierce ghosts, and once the living beings are infected, they will lose their sanity and become new wraiths, which will continue to infect living beings, forming an extremely terrifying cycle.

The creatures at that time, whether they were humans or spirits, hadn't figured out the way of cultivation.

No? Creatures who know how to practice have no ability to fight against the fierce ghosts and resentful spirits born from chaos. Coupled with its powerful "contagious" nature, thousands of creatures are terrified.

Only the demons, who were also born in chaos, are the nemesis of ghosts and wraiths. They feed on ghosts and wraiths, absorb the evil spirits of the world, and possess power far exceeding that of thousands of creatures.

At that time, thousands of living beings regarded the true demons as gods, appreciated their protection, respected them sincerely, and at the same time feared them.

However, the chaos will eventually fade away, and the new world is destined to be full of vitality and vitality.

The evil energy of the sky and the earth is gradually thinning out, but the real devil always insists on not wanting to hurt innocent creatures.

Many powerful true demons died in the long river of history, and those who remained were only lingering on their last legs.

When the human race comprehended the way of practice and discovered that the so-called "gods" were nothing more than that, the journey of blasphemy kicked off.

Qin Jiuji withdrew his thoughts, and what arose in his heart was his disgust for the human race.

Why do things with two sides and two swords dominate everything.

Since he is alive, he will not let this world belong to the so-called "Xianjun".

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Bai Xiaogu was stunned for a long time but did not recover.

The scene in front of him was too shocking for him. Little Bones grew up in Zhaoyao Mountain. He saw wounded demon cultivators, corpses of ferocious beasts, and slaughtered livestock...

But he has never seen ghosts and resentful souls since he grew up, let alone a dead human monk.

Especially in such a dark night, when the surrounding smell is smelly and sticky, and there is also a creepy coldness...

Bai Xiaogu almost felt nauseous, how could he have the slightest desire to eat?

His complexion was pale, his beautiful lips trembled uncontrollably, and his voice was even tighter and tense: "Master, Gu..." He was afraid.

Qin Jiuji lowered his eyes, the little guy hugged his arm tightly, and wished he could shrink into his arms, his round eyes seemed to turn back into those fiery eyes, trembling into tears.

To Qin Jiuji, his appearance was no different from a little fox who was so frightened by a roast chicken that he couldn't cry.

Future!

Sure enough, elk spirits can't hand over decent demons.

Qin Jiuji was patient? He said impatiently, "What are you afraid of? Everyone is dead."

Bai Xiaogu: "..." The fear is that people will die!

Qin Jiuji is probably the most reliable master in the whole world. How nice is he to this stupid servant? As the saying goes: "Okay, I will teach you."

Bai Xiaogu held onto his arm tightly, as if Qin Jiuji flew away as soon as he let go.

Although Qin Jiuji didn't like him being cowardly, he didn't hate him being dependent on him.

That's all, after all, it's the body that I pinched, and it's cute to act coquettishly.

Qin Jiuji tapped it in mid-air with his fingers, and the turbid soul hanging in the air flew to his fingertips as if being sucked in.

A bitter cold hit his face, and there was a disgusting smell. Bai Xiaogu's complexion turned paler, and Qin Jiuji's hand, which was grasped too hard, had thin blue veins.

Qin Jiuji didn't say anything else, just pierced the turbid soul with his fingertips, and saw a strand of black thread entangled the monk's soul. The soul disappeared in an instant, and the stench that filled the sky also faded away. up.

Bai Xiaogu breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a more flattering tone: "Master, you are amazing!" Although he didn't know what happened, the atmosphere around him was much clearer!

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Jiuji grabbed another group of souls and raised his eyebrows at him: "It's your turn."

Bai Xiaogu: "!"

Qin Jiuji: "Like what I did just now, you can also absorb these evil spirits. The real food of the demon...skeleton is to absorb the evil spirits of the world and turn them into their own use. The so-called practice is the same."

Little Skeleton has been following the elk spirit all these years, and all he has learned are monks' cultivation methods. Most of those methods were created by human races. Strictly speaking, they are not very suitable for demon cultivators, let alone demons.

The way of cultivating demons is the same as that of humans eating food, but they can accommodate different types of evil spirits according to their aptitudes, and the capacity of evil spirits they can accommodate is also different.

The demons are born with the ability to practice, and they don't need to go against the sky, and they don't need any help from exercises, as long as they follow their instincts.

Little Skull insists on learning some human cultivation skills, which is tantamount to seeking far away.

Fortunately, it didn't work. If it really made him realize something, it would be self-destructive.

Bai Xiaogu understood every word Qin Jiuji said, but when they got together, he looked at a loss——

Can be like the master?

What is absorbing evil spirit?

Eating? Is it just eating?

How could it be related to practice?

Bai Xiaogu grew up in the Twelve Immortals Mountain, and has long been captured by the deep-rooted way of cultivation.

It is impossible for Qin Yong, a little monster, to know about those ancient events related to the demons. On the contrary, it was Mohuhu who looked through the classics for the sake of the little skeleton, and found some traces.

But it was only a few words, and it was still stigmatized. The few words only mentioned double cultivation, and did not mention the real way of practice.

Qin Jiuji signaled the little skull to do it, and Bai Xiaogu looked at the gloomy and cold soul exuding a dangerous and stench in front of him, his whole heart was trembling with fear: "Master, can you have a bone..." No? Eat.

Before he finished speaking, Qin Jiuji raised his eyebrows.

Bai Xiaogu didn't dare to disobey him, for fear that Jiu Daji would be unhappy, right? Only his master and senior brother.

Woohoo, for the sake of master and brother, he can do anything, no? Just eat a stinky ghost, he can!

Bai Xiaogu looked like a strong man with his wrist broken, and stretched out his trembling white fingertips to touch the turbid soul.

This scene is actually a bit pitiful—bai Xiaogu is pitiful, and that soul is even more pitiful.

Occasionally poke your head out, isn’t it grand? Those who dare to come out can only complain in their hearts: what the hell is this!

Lao Tzu thought he was boarding with a human race, but it turned out to be a real demon.

I thought I had eaten a thousand-year-old bone, but turned out to be a demon.

He is just a sword, even though he is a bit blind, so why threaten him like this!

The sky was trembling.

He figured it out a little bit, no wonder Qin Jiuji's spiritual consciousness would always follow? Little White Bones, and even had to break through the shackles of the Qijue Pagoda in advance to save him without being seriously injured.

Because this little skeleton is probably the only one of its kind in the present world of this ancient true demon.

Even if the skeleton spirit was only the lowest demon race thousands of years ago.

Also of the same kind.

Under the "encouragement" of Qin Jiuji, Bai Xiaogu finally poked at the mass of souls—the coldness in his hands was like a snake spitting out poisonous letters. thousands of miles!

Immediately afterwards, the coldness poured into his body, and Bai Xiaogu shivered, and looked at Qin Jiuji with tears in his eyes: "Is it all right?"

He felt so cold, as if he had eaten a mouthful of ice in the twelfth lunar month of winter. From his throat to his chest, it was so cold that his limbs and bones were all shivering.

Qin Jiuji asked him, "How do you feel?"

Bai Xiaogu: "...Can Bone tell the truth?"

Qin Jiuji: "..."

Bai Xiaogu said aggrievedly: "It's extremely uncomfortable, I don't want to touch my bones again in my life, it's too unpalatable, it smells too... woo..."

Qin Jiuji: "........."

Bai Xiaogu saw that Qin Jiuji's expression was unkind, so he quickly shut up. He didn't dare to cry or speak, but he didn't know how to lie, so he just blinked his beautiful blue-gray eyes and looked at him pitifully.

The reprimand from Qin Jiuji's mouth was abruptly ignored by him.

That's it.

The Elk Spirit taught Little Bones for more than thirty to ten years, how could it be possible to change everything overnight.

Qin Jiuji didn't make things difficult for Bai Xiaogu anymore, he himself grabbed those souls who were gradually becoming resentful and turned them into evil spirits in his body.

Bai Xiaogu heaved a sigh of relief, as if he had escaped some kind of catastrophe.

Qin Jiuji looked at him and sighed in his heart - if he hadn't picked up this stupid bone, he would starve himself to death sooner or later.

Qin Jiuji: "Let's go."

Bai Xiaogu hurriedly followed, he wanted to continue holding on to his master's arm? He didn't dare to get close to him, so he could only speed up his pace and get closer to him.

Bai Xiaogu asked: "Master, will we still encounter evil monks?"

Qin Jiuji: "Not yet."

Bai Xiaogu: "That's great."

This cowardly, Qin Jiuji frowned: "Do you want to improve your realm?"

Bai Xiaogu thought of the way to raise his realm, and thought about himself? After raising his realm, he would not be able to eat for the rest of his life, and his little face was pitifully worried.

"Is there no other way?" Bai Xiaogu asked hopelessly, "Such as meditating..."

Qin Jiuji: "Yes."

Bai Xiaogu was pleasantly surprised: "Is it really possible to meditate?"

Qin Jiuji: "Dream."

Bai Xiaogu: "..."

He was suddenly blessed in his heart: "Is it possible to double cultivate... eh..."

Qin Jiuji nodded his little head: "Put away your little thoughts, don't try to steal my cultivation."

Bai Xiaogu murmured in his heart: Gu didn't say that he wanted to be with you...

What was in his heart was no different from speaking out, Qin Jiuji turned to stare at him: "How dare you!"

Bai Xiaogu bit his lower lip, didn't he dare to think wildly.

Qin Jiuji thought of him and Huohu's "comfortable love", and his chest suddenly burst into flames. He said: "You are my servant, and you should not even think about double cultivation with others in this life."

Bai Xiaogu: "..."

You don't practice with the bones, don't you? Let the bones practice with others.

Bone is too hard!

The author has something to say: Later.

Bai Xiaogu: No, no, no, master, didn't you say that you don't want to cultivate both harmony and bones!

Qin Jiuji: ...shut up.