World of Cultivation

The 470th Festival

Zuo Mo stared at Gu Minggong and was silent.

The pressure brought by silence made Gu Minggong almost suffocate, and the boundless fear spread in his heart. He felt that the other person looked at him like a dead thing, or a lamb to be slaughtered!

I don't want to die...

He did not know that Zuo Mo’s silence did not deliberately put pressure on him, but he was discussing it enthusiastically with Pu Yao and Wei.

"I want him to serve me." In the sea, Zuo Mo shrugged and looked at it: "But he is Jin Dan, higher than my realm, and still proficient in the battle, very dangerous, what advice do you have?"

Pu Yao doesn't take it for granted: "If you just want the knowledge of the refining tools in his brain, you can do it."

The word "Dust Soul?" left the top of the picture.

"Although it is cruel, it is very effective. Just need to smash his soul, you can quickly have the knowledge that belongs to him. How? It’s heart-warming." Up, the smile of the corner of the mouth, with a few of his unique coldness, continued: "Of course, there is no perfect thing in this world, you get his memory experience, it will affect your own mind."

Zuo Mo heard the hairy bones, but still could not help but ask: "What impact?"

"For example, personality splitting, such as temperament, etc., who knows? The soul of this thing has been played for so many years, no one can play through." Pu Yao is not responsible.

Zuo Mo almost abandoned the method of Pu Yao on the spot. He turned his face: "Well, what do you do?"

Wei Shen for a moment, slowly said: "That can only find a way from the prohibition."

"Prohibited?" Zuo Mo's eyes lit up, but immediately frowned: "His repair is higher than me, I can't give him a ban, and he is proficient in the game, I am afraid that he may not be able to trap him."

"I know an ancient prohibition, maybe useful." Wei said it was very conservative.

Zuo Mo’s eyes are shining: “What is the ban? Tell me quickly!”

Pu Yao is also curious, Wei's existence is more ancient than him, he is also very curious, Wei will come up with something strange and banned.

"I think we need to talk about compensation first." Wei Xiaomi said to me.

In an instant, Zuo Mo felt that the expression of Wei at this time and the Pu Yao were almost like extremes. His expression immediately smashed down, and the Pu Yao is really a scourge. Whoever is with him will be black and black, and this is even black!

"Not at all!" Zuo Mo mourned.

Wei was not moved, and looked at Xiao Mo with a smile on his face.

Zuo Mo quickly lost his defeat: "Well, what do you want to pay?"

"The martial arts practice is magic, not suitable for Pu, or give it to me." Wei still looked at the smiling man.

Pu Yao’s eyes immediately smashed up, narrow and long, like a knife, cold and cold, and it was full of dangerous atmosphere.

Wei did not move, as if he didn't notice: "My former master is a demon, how to cultivate magic, I know better, and let them grow faster. Besides, there is still no warrior born in the camp. It is also enough to show that Pu is not suitable for pointing to the camp."

Pu Yao's look is not good, the whole person is like a sheathed cold knife, the body is black and windless, hunting and screaming, as if to choose people at any time.

For the Pu Yao, the Guardian only passed the time, but the Pu Yao did not value it. However, this does not mean that he can allow others to steal from him! How can you tolerate such a thing happening to yourself?

The black flames in the sea almost slammed.

Zuo Mo only felt that the scalp was numb, Mom, these two are the guys he can't afford to sin!

How do you get involved in the struggle between them?

Desperate! Too bad!

He didn't dare to scream at all. He suspected that he would only reveal a little bit of approval, and the Pu Yao would tear him apart on the spot.

Pu Yao’s laughter is cold and cold: “Prohibition? Who is not banned? Is there a prohibition in the district? I want to go to the garrison? It’s a idiot to say a dream! A hypocrite doesn’t teach, I teach you! This kind of ban is called the Purple Curse. ......"

Wei Wei’s voice interrupted: “The purple curse can only be displayed by Luo Yu’s demon. If it is not enough, it will be countered.”

Pu Yao is a stagnation, his face is even more ugly: "Hey, in addition to the purple curse, there is a ghost in the curse..."

"The needle ghost must have thirteen pubic needles, which is hard to find!"

Pu Yao’s face became more and more gloomy. He suddenly smiled coldly: “Oh, I’m going to have a look, what is your ban?”

"So, you promised?" Wei Yi did not fear to look directly at the Pu Yao.

Pu Yao proudly said: "With the strength of this guy, there are no side effects, the spot can be realized, if you can do it, how can the battalion give it to you!"

Zuo Mo wants to weakly say: "Two big brothers, the camp seems to be mine..."

But rationality keeps him shut, these two big brothers, who can't afford to sin!

Suddenly, he was in a good spirit. Fight! Fight now! The more you fight, the more benefits you get! What is the name of the sentence, the cranes fight, the fisherman gets the rice...

His mouth is closed and he does not say a word.

"If this is the case, then I will be disrespectful." Wei Wen and a smile, but the words are hidden in the needle, so that Pu Yao face is ugly.

"The struggle of tongue and tongue is useless. I am still waiting for your mysterious prohibition to open your eyes." Pu Yao is not yin and not yang.

Wei Wei said faintly: "This kind of ban is called the sacred light."

Hearing this name, the face of Pu Yao’s face suddenly changed, and the **** slamming open, it’s unbelievable: “Don’t know the light! You know how to light it!”

Zuo Mo saw this expression on the face of Pu Yao for the first time. The shock contained a hint of fear and deep unbelief.

Fixing the light? what is that?

Zuo Mo’s mind is full of doubts, which can make Pu Yao so rude, it must be very powerful.

Wei also looked so gentle and smiling, but at this time it was full of unfathomable meaning: "I didn't want to learn before, but I didn't learn."

"Who are you?" Pu Yao eyes staring at Wei, if it is not because they both die and die, I am afraid that he can not help but shot!

He discovered now that the bottom of the guard is so thin that he knows how pitiful it is. In addition to knowing that Wei was the tombstone of the former head of the army, he knew nothing about it.

"I am Wei." Wei smiled like a smile, and the smile was as warm as the morning sun.

When Zuo Mo looked at the two sides, he suddenly became nervous. The two big brothers, this is a sea of ​​knowledge. The idea of ​​the fisherman’s rice was immediately thrown away by him. He quickly made a haha: "There is something to say, there is something to say." Say, what is it that is what is it? Is it amazing?"

He smiled at Wei.

Pu Yao cold and cold road: "Even you have not learned, how to teach him?"

Wei smiled: "My qualifications are not good, and learning will not be normal."

Pu Yao is like hearing a joke: "Do you think this kid's qualification is very good? Although he is my student, but the qualifications, hey, ordinary!"

This left Mo will not do it, the face brushed black!

what? Brother qualification is not good?

"Is the buddy quality bad?" Zuo Mo is not yin and yang, and he is reluctant to say: "I don't know who was crying and yelling at the time to rob the brother to be a student? Hey, cross the river and take the bridge, eat it and say that the buddy is not good. it is good?"

Pu Yao's old face is red, a burst of cough.

Wei’s face is like laughing and laughing: “Yes, it’s not like doing a demon. Or else, will you give this student to me?”

"You don't have to run against me." Pu Yao resumed sneer: "I am not a child who knows nothing! It is one of the nine great gods in ancient times. Is it so easy to cultivate it? If he can really learn, you also have Qualify as his teacher, otherwise, let's go cool."

"Good." Wei nodded without hesitation. When he finished, he extended his right hand and saw countless black mists from his palms. He quickly gathered into a black ball. Among the black balls, there were faintly visible stars and mysterious anomalies. .

Wei Chao left to smile, the black ball in his hand flew to the left, and did not enter the body of Zuo Mo.

Zuo Mo’s head slammed and squatted.

In an instant, he only felt a huge and complicated torrent of gods, like the flood that the mountains poured down, and swallowed him in an instant.

Zuo Mo seems to be in a strange world, full of beautiful colors. Zuo Mo has never seen such a rich color, he doubts whether the color of the whole world is here.

Light!

These rich colors are all kinds of light!

Some of them are bleak, some are bright, some are bright, some are black as ink...

They are twisted, changed, lost, and reborn!

This life is endless, life is endless, changeable, vast, and can not see the end.

This is the ocean of light!

There seems to be a voice in the top of Zuo Mo’s head, but no matter how hard he tries to listen, he can’t hear clearly. But whenever he is going to ignore it, the sound will get into his ear again.

This gorgeous world is only one of his lonely people.

Zuo Mo’s knowledge of the sea, Pu Yao’s face reappeared with amazement: “Branding! Defining the brand of God!”

Wei smiled: "Fortunately, it has not dissipated, or it is a pity."

Pu Yao is silent, he searches hard in his mind. If Wei Jian knows how to cultivate, he has been very surprised, then Wei has a brand of definite light, which makes him more determined in his heart.

Dingshen Shenguang is one of the nine gods of the ancient times. It is ancient, and there are only a handful of people who have cultivated. Not to mention now, the average repairer has never heard of it.

This ancient and famous school must have an unusual source.

Since Wei can have the brand of definite light, he must have a direct relationship with the ancient sage who created this school.

Defining the light of God... Fixing the light of God...

A flash of lightning in the mind of Pu Yao, his pupil suddenly rounded.