become a demon [rebirth]

Chapter 10 Master

The long-bearded Taoist with a clear face suddenly appeared, his eyes were about to burst, and he almost broke the dust whisk in his hand.

This national teacher is a descendant of a powerful man of blood. Although the blood is separated by hundreds of thousands of miles and is pitifully thin, it is definitely an excellent food for the powerful man who is already alone. Wan Ku got the news and was about to present it, when "Cheng Yaojin" came out!

Mo Zheng put his two fingers together to wipe off the blood on the sword, there were hidden cracks on the blade.As expected of a famous sword, it only suffered cracks after being subjected to his violent infusion of spiritual power, it was not completely shattered, and it could kill one more person.

He looked up at the Taoist in front of him, then lowered his head again.

Although it was a little unexpected, it wasn't impossible to deal with. This person was only one step stronger than Mrs. Nie, but after this time, Ah Xuan was afraid that he would call him stupid again.

The long-bearded Taoist was stared at by him, and a chill immediately appeared behind his back. He stepped back a few steps, and waved his hands flatteringly: "The poor Taoist is just passing by, there is no other meaning."

"Not the oriole?" Mo Zheng asked him with his head turned sideways, changing the posture of holding the sword.

"of course not!"

The Taoist jumped, wishing he could grab the little baby in front of him and shout, is there any oriole that can't beat the praying mantis?His other abilities are not very good, but his ability to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages is first-class. When he met this doll, he would tremble all over. How could he not know how powerful this doll is, let alone someone who is at the same level as him in blood refining? The people are still dead there!

"If that's the case, what are you doing here?" Mo Zheng ignored the faint pain from his body, squeezed out the last bit of spiritual energy and poured it into the sword, recalling the feeling of swinging the sword in his previous life, and casually said asked.

"Let's go, poor way, go right away!" The Taoist shrank back, but he was a little puzzled. When he saw that this man killed the national teacher, he knew that he was not a soft-hearted person. How could he let him go so readily at this time?His eyeballs twitched, could it be that he was injured?

The Taoist thought about it again and again, and became more and more sure, how could a person who had just established a foundation be so powerful, killing a blood-refining realm without any damage?

He must be playing empty city tricks this time!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help showing a fierce look in his eyes, flicked his wrist, and two black balls popped out of his sleeve, he turned around abruptly, ready to surprise him.

He turned his head for a moment, and only had time to see the snow all over the sky wither, the world seemed to be still, a stream of light slowly flowed towards him from the depths of the snow, and he tried to open his eyes wide to see clearly what was in the light.

There was a sudden chill between his brows, some liquid spewed out, and even his will began to blur.

In a trance, he heard the little prince say every word: "Cut the weeds and root out."

After Mo Zheng swung that sword, the pain of tearing meridians spread overwhelmingly.This sword technique is called Liuxue, created in his previous life when he just entered the Mountain and River Realm, but it is still too much burden for him now.

He bent down and picked up the black bead next to the Taoist's corpse, a low-level thunder fire bead, the quality is not satisfactory, it seems that there is no background.He put back the two beads, straightened his back, and then his hand was empty, and the sword shattered.

He was stunned, feeling a little disappointed, then let go of his hand, letting the wind blow away the powder in his hand - the violent spiritual power could not leave a sword's corpse.

The whole room was silent, no one dared to step forward, even if the crime was deserved, such a method was too much, not to mention the calmness of the prince's murder made them feel fear in their hearts.

"Zheng'er..." Emperor Jing suddenly called out.

Mo Zheng just turned his back and shook his head towards Emperor Jing.

Emperor Jing didn't know the meaning of the prince he taught, so he could only close his eyes and sigh, he understood what was going on here, and I'm afraid there would be no time to see each other again.

Mo Zheng leaned against the wall and walked into the dark palace alley alone, he still remembered the way out of the palace.

The road was dark, deep, and long, and his steps were slow.

"Are you going to die here alone, cooking wild dog food?"

There was a sudden ridicule from the upper right sky, he didn't need to think too much, he also knew that the only one who would say that was the Demon Lord.

Mo Zheng brushed the dust off his hands, raised his head and said, "Ah Xuan is thinking too much, why am I willing to give up the road that is so close to me? Besides, where are the wild dogs in this imperial city?"

"Really?" Dao blatantly jumped down from the high wall, grabbed Mo Zheng's wrist, put his index finger and middle finger together on his meridian, and sarcastically said: "It's good that it doesn't harm Dao..."

"The spiritual power is dry, the meridians are scattered, and the internal organs are also damaged to varying degrees." He looked at him, smiled a little coldly, and said softly: "If you don't want this life anymore, I can fulfill you right now! "

The most normal way for a monk who has just established a foundation is to look like a national teacher, and Mo Zheng's drawing spiritual energy into the sword is originally a method that should be available in the spirit-gathering realm after the third realm. There is a soul with such a heavy burden.However, without this divine soul, he would not be able to do the work of guiding spirits into weapons.

Mo Zheng didn't break away from his hand, and said calmly, "Ah Xuan, it's a pity that my life is too short and I don't want to die. Naturally, I have a sense of proportion in doing such a thing."

Dao Yaoyan pondered for a moment, let go of his hand, and pointed at the center of Mo Zheng's eyebrows involuntarily.

Between the brows lives a person's sea of ​​consciousness, once the sea of ​​consciousness is damaged, not only will there be no possibility of entering the country for life, and even become a fool from then on.Mo Zheng didn't struggle at all. If Ah Xuan wanted to kill him, he would have died long ago. He probably knew more about him than himself.

In the next second, he felt that his perception of the world was covered with a layer of tulle, and he was no longer clear.

"Seal?" He tilted his head and asked, he could no longer use the perception of the soul to replace the function of the eyes.

It felt like—for a split second, it was dark.

Dao Yaoyan grabbed his wrist again, led him forward, and said: "I sealed your soul, and when your body is strong enough to withstand the soul of the fairyland, I will unseal it for you. Of course, you can Choose not to believe me, but you have no room for resistance."

"Now I will take you to Lingxiwu to drink the last cup of fortune wine. Only that place in this world can preserve 'creation'."

Mo Zheng curled his lips slightly, and didn't say anything more. If you say "thank you" too much, it's worthless, so it's better to keep it in your heart.

He will remember that this road was taken by him.

……

The last glass of good fortune wine entered his stomach, his eyes immediately became sore and painful, and bloody liquid kept slipping from the corners of his eyes.

A finger lightly slid across the corner of his eyes, wiping away the oozing blood and tears, softly like the feeling of snowflakes falling on his hands, but before he could be moved, he heard the man's deep laughter, saying: "This color It's really beautiful, with a beauty like you, it looks even more beautiful, just like the beauty of blood flowing into rivers and corpses everywhere."

Mo Zheng: "..."

He no longer wants to correct his best friend's aesthetics, and feels tired.

Seeing that the provocative person ignored him, Dao blatantly expressed his displeasure, turned his eyes, and came up with a brilliant idea, he dug out a piece of photo jade, recorded the beautiful scenery in front of him, and said with a smile: "This It may be the last tear you shed in your life, you must write it down, there will be many memories in the future."

"Since Ah Xuan wants to, I will not refuse." Mo Zheng put the sleeves of his robe on his knees, and his sitting posture was more standard, very cooperative.

Seeing this, Dao Lianyan snorted coldly, and said, "The prince is not afraid that I will use these things to laugh at you in the future?"

"Since it's a part of the road, how can we talk about laughing? Ah Xuan is too reluctant to let go." Mo Zheng explained unhurriedly, gentle and patient, making people think of adjectives such as a gentleman's dignity like jade, but it is true. On the ground, he made a false statement about the army.

"Furthermore, I am no longer the prince, and Ah Xuanmo used this title to tease me again."

"Really?" Dao Lianyan played with the photo jade in his hand, and said in a deep voice, "Are you willing?"

Are you willing to give up the country, the people, and your father?

Mo Zheng pondered for a long while, opened his eyes, and said slowly: "If you give up, you will gain."

There were still wet bloodstains in the corners of his eyes, his eyes were clear, cold as a knife, silent and decisive, it was another thrilling experience.

After seeing the color of his pupils clearly, he couldn't help but hesitate even if he spoke nonsense, but it wasn't for the so-called beautiful scenery.

His pupils constricted, and he murmured in a barely audible voice: "Kong Ming Dao Body—"

The whole body is clear and clear, blue without a speck of dust, like a glass pearl, and like flowing frost, condensing all the beautiful falsehoods in the world.It is so pure that it cannot be said to be the illegitimate child of other offshoots. Only the blood of the most powerful of that line can have such a strong aggressive force.

And the purpose of the lower realm this time is to laugh at the nonsense of the Tao who is looking for the lost blood here, but he can't laugh.

This world is really too small, the target that he has searched for for hundreds of years but has never found a trace appears at this moment.

After digging up the treasure, the owner ran to him and took a bunch of certificates to identify the treasure.I was so aggrieved that I wanted to vomit blood!How could the reckless Demon Lord do such a thing?What he dug up is his, and it's not like he hasn't done it before with the backbone of the world!

Thinking of this, Dao Yaoyan rolled his eyes, turned his hand and took out an exquisite little abacus, and decided to start the calculation from now on: "During this period, you eat what I have and use mine. During this period, you have repeatedly violated my teachings, not only disobedient , and caused me a lot of trouble, and made me work hard, but I kept cleaning up and treating you regardless of the past."

Turning a blind eye to Dao's act of putting gold on his face, Mo Zheng wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes with the towel he had prepared before, and said straightforwardly: "What do you want?"

"I just like straightforward people!" Dao slapped his palms and smiled, leaned over to wipe away the unwiped blood from the corners of Mo Zheng's eyes, and said, "Then call me Shizun!"

Mo Zheng was really stunned for a moment, hearing that the words of the Daoist were half joking and three parts true, but he had to admit that this was an excellent definition of their current relationship.Although he didn't want to admit it, but now their cultivation bases and statuses were too different, it was a bit vain to be close friends, and Ah Xuan's help would be indispensable for him to switch to the way of magic.

Those who are masters come first, so don't be ashamed to ask, he doesn't have so many rules, so why not a close friend become a master and apprentice?What's more, he was very interested to know how Ah Xuan taught his apprentices.

He smiled and said, "Then I would like to ask Master Axuan to give me some advice."

Dao Lianyan was trembling all over when he called out "Master Axuan", he always felt as if he had dug some kind of hole and buried himself in it.But now he still wants to get over the addiction of this "Master". He raised his eyebrows, not angry, and lowered his voice to teach: "Master is Master, Ah Xuan is Ah Xuan, what is the difference between the two together?" system."

Mo Zheng looked at him meaningfully, and said lightly, "That's true, then, Master?"

Dao Yaoyan nodded slightly, and said with a cold expression: "Before you, there are still twelve senior brothers and sisters, only one stays in this world, and the rest are ascended to the upper world. You practice hard, and you will see each other one day. You are the last disciple I accepted, and you must not engage in crooked ways like those bastard brothers of yours, and you must pass on my legacy."

"Disciple respects the order of the master." Mo Zheng lowered his head three points, revealing half of his jade-colored neck, appearing very obedient.

Dao's blasphemy eyes became a little weird. This little prince is so obedient. After getting along with him in the past few months, he has recognized it clearly. Hei is not obedient at all.

Did he come up with another bad move?