Chapter 1105 Wen Ding’s merits and demerits
These things were explained in advance when selecting disciples. Disciples who do not want to accept this can withdraw. What follows now is someone who tried to absorb demonic energy in Cunzhong and proved that it is feasible.
Now they have begun to officially seal their spiritual power and modify their magic skills. To be honest, it feels very bad. The demonic energy in the surrounding air feels very different from the energy in the pure magic crystal. The energy in the magic crystal is easy to guide, but the demonic energy here is disobedient and makes everyone stagger around.
Yang Tianxiao and others didn't care. If they couldn't overcome such a trivial matter, they would go back as soon as possible. They stood on the bow and high places. In the eyes of outsiders, they were great demons with unfathomable cultivation. The skills running in the body are easily converted into magic skills, and the distinctive magic lines on the face are like growing under the skin. It can only be said that the veteran has experience.
No one on the road dared to come forward during this kind of battle. Even those who wanted to make acquaintances sent greetings and heard that they were just passing by, but they did not dare to force them.
Look, in the face of great strength, these people also know how to be polite in the chaotic Demon Realm.
When they arrived at Wen Ding, without waiting for Yang Tianxiao to get the scroll, the scroll flew into the air and unfolded, and the unparalleled thunder struck down instantly, with an astonishing momentum, forcing everyone to retreat and retreat outside the Wen Ding world.
Is this to welcome the return of the Demon Emperor? I didn't see much joy.
Yang Tianxiao looked at Xuan Yao: Are you not the prince of this world?
Xuan Yao: The prince is not an emperor, so he doesn’t have that much dignity.
Thunder and lightning flashed and roared, like a conflict between heaven and earth.
In the scroll, Hu Qing suddenly woke up and was ejected suddenly. The black devil was struck on the head by thunder and he didn't know what happened.
"Wen Dingjie? I'm back now? Isn't this a dream?"
Emperor Wen Ding printed it out and hit her forehead three times in a row, causing Hu Qing to wake up suddenly.
He yelled: "What test is being taken at this time? How many years have I taken over Wen Ding? I haven't officially taken office yet - I broke the seal and brought in the population. This is already a great achievement - there is no need to reward me for repairing Why, just give me merit——"
What responded to her was a huge thunder that annihilated all noise.
Seeing this, she stopped arguing and looked at the trembling picture hidden in her belly, her mouth twitching. Who would have thought that the group of people she trusted the most would do such a childish thing to deceive her. If she doesn't want to join Fusheng, I'll trick her into getting in. Should I tell her properly that she won't listen?
Without thinking much, his spiritual consciousness rolled up the scroll and stuffed it under the hard scales. After all, she had allowed herself to experience so many worldly events, so she would take it with her through the thunder and let it reap some benefits.
Although the thunder and lightning were powerful and the sky and the earth were dark and surrounded, it actually didn't hurt when it hit the body, it was like a massage. Is this the assessment of merits and demerits that Wen Dingyin mentioned?
Hu Qing flew to high places with ease, calling out Lei Xin to bear it with her. Such a large amount of thunder power made Lei Xin so happy that she stretched out her little wings, which were all made up of tiny Lei Xin-shaped chips. She was very surprised to see them. It turns out that Thunder Heart can still grow. Is it a characteristic of meteorites?
Back then, in the world of cultivation, Bai Qi was just a magic weapon, but she could also eat the materials and grow on her own. Until now, she can't give a reasonable explanation. She can only answer it with her own magical encounters - a time-travelling person like her. , there is always some halo around you.
At this time, the silk cloth said in her neck: "There is no evil in this thunder. Is this to welcome you home? I will take advantage of it."
Hu Qing felt that after his whole body was shocked by the power of the sky thunder, his flesh beat uncontrollably under his scales. Some dirt and impurities turned into black smoke and got out from the gaps in the scales, and were killed by the sky thunder. She felt lighter and more powerful.
"Come out with your half, don't follow me, learn from Lei Xin and take the initiative to meet Lei." When she transformed, Silk Bu arranged his position at will. At this moment, he tied it around her neck with a bow.
Hu Qing chased him down: "You blocked my scales from being baptized. Get down quickly."
There was only a small amount of chops in this circle. How could she see anyone if there was a black circle left on her neck?
Silk cloth cursed: "You don't need me now. I used to protect you from thunder. That's not what you said at that time."
It came down from her neck, and the other half of the space came out to form a big piece of silk cloth. Taking advantage of the wind, it flipped over Hu Qing, and opened it to cover Hu Qing. Suddenly, the demon's body lost the power of thunder and lightning.
Hu Qing was stunned, looked up and scolded him: "You did it on purpose."
Silk cloth: "It's hard to have a comfortable thunder, so why don't you give in to me? You don't want me to recover?"
Hu Qingyu choked and said angrily: "You come, you come." He couldn't help but care: "What ingredients do you want to eat? I'll get it for you."
Silk cloth: "It's okay to have some. You take out the best and I'll take a few bites."
It seemed like he was giving Hu a little face.
Hu Qing didn't care about him. After all, Juanbu had never asked for anything from her in all these years.
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She estimated what could be used, took a little of each item and threw it on the silk cloth. The thin layer of gauze turned black and white under the bright light of thunder. Throwing something on it disappeared without a trace. I don't know how he ate it.
All the thunder from the sky fell on the silk cloth. Seeing this, Lei Xin flew away with her little wings.
Hu Qing had nothing to do, so he couldn't help but think of the "life after life" he had experienced. People rise above others, ghosts descend from ghosts, and the moon is crushed into mud by the nine heavens. I really experienced it regardless of who I am or what I have done.
Oh, I can’t say that. After experiencing thousands of characters, I suddenly feel that my past self is small, and there are more unknown, uncared for, and never thought of things to experience.
In other words - the seven emotions and six desires collected by Banjuan Fusheng can be derived endlessly, but what about the real world?
Hu Qing let out a breath, all the experiences were unbelievable, not only why, but the one that impressed her most was actually when she made a longevity lock.
A small longevity lock, not much heavy, with rough workmanship, hung on the baby's neck. She was a very ordinary little girl, ordinary in all aspects, grew up in an ordinary way, and passed away when she was still young. Because of her weak body, she has been kept at home since she was a child. The greatest care given to her by her not-rich family is to allow her to stay at home and do small things within her ability. The care of her family is as plain as water, and everyone knows that she will not live long. Then she died, and her short life seemed to have never happened. She had never seen the world, had no time to understand people's hearts, never tasted beautiful feelings, and never hurt anyone.
Changshou Suo was unaware, Hu Qingyou was unable to recall what the little girl's wishes and expectations were even if she tried hard to recall it. She seemed to have just been here, just here. She couldn't recall the little girl showing any obvious emotions. She only pursed her lips when she smiled, and she shed a few tears when she cried. There was no laughter or crying, and she was always quiet.
Hu Qing thought about what kind of life he would give the little girl if he were a golden finger. At least, let her be healthy, at least, let her go out and see, at least, let her laugh loudly and cry loudly.
But without a golden finger, there are countless living beings, and even if there is a golden finger, it can be ignored. And there are so many ordinary lives like that of a little girl, so what is the meaning of life?