World of Cultivation: Section 17: Pu

Section 17: Pu

Zuo Mo wakes up leisurely, somewhat still hurts in the head, but compared with the pain of being cut off all over the body before, it should be much reduced.

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

He was a clear-headed person. When he was awake, his thinking was very clear, and the antecedents and consequences soon became clear. Hardly need to think, it must be the ghost of the black Pu prince seed.

It was sword essence who released it, and it was him who came to slap him.

Thinking of this, Zuo Mo's heart burst into anger.

I actually hang on to my brother, I just don't want to live!

Suddenly he thought about what he seemed to say before he went into a coma. Isn't it because you didn't hold on to it, did you yield?

When he thought about it, he quickly and quietly entered his own Sea of Con­scious­ness.

As soon as he entered the Sea of Con­scious­ness, he paused.

On the undulating hills, there are continuous green trees, and the grass is like a green blanket. Fine wild flowers, mixed in the green grass, add a little vividness.

Yun Ruo walked into the forest.

My own Sea of Con­scious­ness was just a void, now this lively picture ...

Zuo Mo stayed completely in place. The scene before him was far beyond his understanding.

Walk softly on the grass and feel the softness of the grass, the smell of grass, and the nose sniffing lightly. Zuo Mo 恍 恍惚 惚, he is just a Low Grade Cultivator with Qi Refine eight layers.

When his gaze was directed at a hill without trees, he immediately looked back from his trance.

Hat your feet towards the hill.

On the hill, a man in black is sitting on a stone tablet, surrounded by dark clouds, with one hand resting on his lap, and the other hand supporting his chin, his expression relaxed.

While approaching, Zuo Mo can clearly see the man in black.

Perfect face!

Zuo Mo never thought that men would be born so beautiful. Neutral face, high nose bridge, black hair covering the left eye, right eye narrow like a knife, faint red eyes like deep bottom blood, thin and wide lips with beginning to end with light but Full of evil arcs. There is a yellow copper ring on each ear, and the wide black clothes are soft and smooth, like his hair, with a bright black luster, sticking to him, showing a strange charm.

For a while, Zuo Mo stood still and didn't know what to say. He is just a very ordinary martial disciple. When has he seen such a remarkable figure?

"My name is Pu." With a pleasant and soft voice, he held his chin and stared at Zuo Mo with interest, and the arc at the corner of his mouth was more obvious: "What's your name?"

"Zuo Mo." He answered blankly, dreaming of himself. Pu just sits casually, but it seems that all the light of Sea of Con­scious­ness is not taken away by him. Of the Dongfeng female disciples that Zuo Mo met, none of them looks better than Pu.

Men should grow up crying.

When this idea came up, Zuo Mo came back. Pu's fascinating and stunning aura was suddenly shattered by this clueless idea.

It seems to notice that Zuo Mo came back to life. Pu smiled slightly and was not displeased. He still used his voice like a chord: "It seems that we are going to get along for a long time, but I believe we will get along well. ... oh, by the way, this is for you. "

Pu throws a light ball to Zuo Mo, and countless symbols on the surface of the light ball flow.

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

Boom.

He seemed to be struck by lightning, his body was stiff, and his mind was suddenly stuffed with countless characters, flowing endlessly.

"[Birth Breath Refining God], it's just a gadget that can repair consciousness, even if it's a meeting." Pu is lazy: "Although I also want to live in vain, but there is no way. Who told you that Sea of Con­scious­ness was broken and broken early? Fix Sea of Con­scious­ness so I don't have to find another place. "

He waved his hands gracefully. The Zuo Mo standing still just felt his body tight. When he opened his eyes, he found that he had retreated from Sea of Con­scious­ness.

Suddenly somewhat was scared in his mind. Pu seemed to be more powerful than he thought. Such an uncontrolled person knows Hai Li in his own right, it is controlling his Sea of Con­scious­ness! The Zuo Mo who received the [Tire Breathing God] did not have the slightest joy, and the fear spread in his body like a snake venom.

somewhat struggled to swallow, drastically suppressed the fear in his heart, and he was thinking about what he could do.

report division?

In the past two years, he has only seen Sect Master once, that is, when he was picked up by Sect Master and he opened his eyes. As for the other elders Martial Uncle, he has never seen him.

He was most worried about another guess.

He doubts that Pu is most likely Devils and Demons!

Such a beautiful Devils and Demons makes him somewhat unbelievable, but somehow, this suspicion is like a bone heave, staring at him inside mind firmly, and how to linger.

Zuo Mo has not seen Devils and Demons. All his concepts of Devils and Demons are from Sound Tablet. It seems that whenever Devils and Demons is mentioned, it is killing, it is death and bloodshed. However, he still knows the natural enemy relationship between Devils and Demons and Cultivator. Elimination of Devils and Demons is the obligation of each Cultivator, no matter where the Cultivator is.

However, Zuo Mo is just a Cultivator who has just reached the eighth floor of Qi Refine. Don't say to destroy Devils and Demons, it is estimated that Devils and Demons will not bother to destroy him.

What worries him even more is that once someone knows that there is only a Devils and Demons in his body, he will surely be removed from the demon guardian, leaving no slag. In the eyes of those senior Cultivators, an Qi Refine eight-story Cultivator is not even a cannon fodder.

Maybe I will throw myself directly into the Pill Refining furnace and refine some with Devils and Demons ...

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

Well, for two days, Zuo Mo didn't seem to be on earth.

[Breath Breathing God] Naturally practice, otherwise, you will be disabled before you are disabled by Pu Yao. Pu Yao, this is Zuo Mo's re-definition of Pu. Whether he is a demon or not, he is enough to be the word demon.

The effect is very good. In a few days, consciousness will be more than half, but Zuo Mo is not grateful to Pu Yao. Because he remembered, the reason why his consciousness was injured was the ghost of Pu Yao.

He didn't go to Sea of Con­scious­ness these days.

If at first glance, the deepest impression left by Pu Yao on Zuo Mo is the monster, then now, monster already is transformed into Cheng Xie evil!

What the **** do you want to do?

This is the source of true fear!

Zuo Mo soon discovered that his life was getting worse. For a Cultivator who is just determined to be ling plant farmer, life is the most important.

He decided to talk to Pu Yao.

As last time, Pu sits on the stone tablet leisurely, still in black. Seeing Zuo Mo, he smiled. The smile between the dark clouds makes him look full of evil Aura. Speculation about Pu being Devils and Demons involuntarily resurfaced.

Zuo Mo shuddered in his heart. He didn't lack courage, but when the other party was under absolute control, he would not show courage. He suddenly noticed the stele below Pu. The half-height stele was surrounded by dark clouds, and he could not help but stagnate on the surface of the stele inadvertently.

Grave!

This is a grave!

Not a stone monument, but a tombstone!

He was suddenly startled, his heartbeat somewhat speeded up.

"Why? Want to talk to me?" Lazily, I don't know if this tombstone is making a ghost. Zuo Mo always thinks that the sound of Pu is so cold that it can easily penetrate into people's hearts.

Zuo Mo calmed down a bit, and a flattering smile piled up on his face: "Big Brother, look, I'm so low in cultivation, my body is so thin, I don't have a few pounds of meat, it's not delicious."

"Eat?" Pu smiled suddenly, opened the crimson right pupil, and said leisurely: "Speaking of delicious human flesh, it's a bit old. Good human flesh has a lot of attention. Young girls are the best, with tender meat and crispy bones. "

The scarlet tongue licked his lips, his expression full of aftertaste.

Seeing Zuo Mo's heart beat, he barely smiled: "Yeah, yeah, do you see if you change people?"

"Substitution?" Pu tilted his head and stared at Zuo Mo: "What? You don't like it? Think I'm taking your place?"

Staring directly at the deep red pupil of Pu, Zuo Mo's heart was cold, and he waved his hands again and again: "No, no! This is my pleasure! Honor!"

It seems to be very satisfied with the answer of Zuo Mo. Pu retracted his eyes, closed his right eye again, and said casually, "How many Golden Core Stage do your disciples of this generation have? Ten?"

Zuo Mo shook his head.

"Eight?"

Zuo Mo continues shaking his head.

"Five?"

Zuo Mo can't help it at last, he feels that the other party is taking him away: "None of them. The peers Senior Brother and cultivation are at the end of Foundation Establishment."

For the first time, the stunned expression on Pu's face with slightly closed right eyes made Zuo Mo proud.

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

Zuo Mo almost vomits blood.

Pu opened his eyes, his eyes fell on Zuo Mo again, looked up and down, put his hand on his chin, and said to himself: "The body is too weak, only the root bones reluctantly come together, eh?"

The other person judged himself like looking at an item, which made Zuo Mo very uncomfortable, but the "咦" in Pu made his heart jump suddenly.

"Is there a problem?" he asked hurriedly. He knew his body was not normal, zombie's stiff face, and the dream that had appeared countless times, struck him like a spine.

Pu raised his head, his forehead hair almost covered his left half of his face, and the unblocked crimson right pupil glanced at Zuo Mo's face, and the corner of his mouth was raised: "No problem."

"Well, although you are bad, you are not so bad that you can't save it." Pu resumed the lazy tone.

"What I want to ask is ..." Zuo Mo decided to showdown with Pu, and he wanted to figure out what Pu wanted to do.

"Oh, right." Pu interrupted Zuo Mo. He narrowed his blood-red right eye, and his thin lips provoked to the side. "[Breath Breathing God] began to practice. Well, the effect is not bad. Almost forgot to tell you, [Breath Breathing God] Good or good, but there is a problem. "

Zuo Mo The heart jumped suddenly, he had an unknown feeling.

"[Tire Breath Refining God] Once you start to practice, you can't stop, it is said that if you don't get a birth rate in three months, there will be a little problem."

He raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, raised the corners of his mouth, and his bright red pupil seemed to be more vivid: "In fact, it is just some small pains like blood recoil. Hey, you know, I had a very old one. Creative friend, he is in charge of prison. "

Pu is like storytelling.

"One time, he encountered a stingy thorn. He tried everything to prevent the guy from opening his mouth. He asked me for this mindset, and he sent a subordinate to disguise himself. A prisoner, approach this guy. Then, pass this spell to him through his mouth. Hey, you know, I always admire him, creative, and patient. "

He said with a little excitement: "It's a pity that the prisoner's talent is not enough. For three months, he hasn't made a breath. Hey, I always think that it must be my friend's intentional omission."

"What about later?" Zuo Mo asked with a trembling sound.

"Later?" The smile on Pu's face was even brighter: "I recruited three months and one day, but my friend was soft-hearted and didn't kill him. I hanged for three months at a stretch and asked my friend to kill him every day. . Listening to such a delicate and eerie sorrow, what a pleasure! It is said that when he died, oh, the soul exploded like a firework, it was beautiful. "

Chilling coldness spreads all over Zuo Mo.

His poor nerves are like springs that are oppressed to peak. All the stagnation of anger suddenly exploded. He lost his mind on the spot and howled to Pu— "You pervert shemale! Grandfather You spelled it! "