"Don't you want to learn the sword? Hehe, apart from the sword, I have many other things to teach you. I have countless talismans here. Hee hee, as long as you have good souls, I can give them to you … … "Pu Yao's scarlet tongue licked his lips, his tone filled with temptation.
"What place?" Zuo Mo couldn't help but ask. Pu Yao's words had pierced his heart.
"No!" Zuo Mo suddenly relaxed. He sat down facing Pu Yao and said, "I'm not interested in killing people."
Although he desired power, he absolutely did not want to become a slave to it!
Zuo Mo slowly woke up. Opening his eyes, he hurriedly inspected his body. Seeing no wounds, he released a breath.
The female disciples had finally bought all the things they needed. Everyone's faces were filled with satisfaction. Zuo Mo finally released a breath. He couldn't wait to return. Today's encounter had given him his first taste of power, and he could not wait to continue training.
Seeing them sell everything they needed to sell, Zuo Mo slipped away.
He did not realize that he had been reborn. He only suddenly understood some of Wei Sheng Shixiong's feelings. Obsession, the obsession of dying without regrets! Every time he thought of changing his appearance and erasing his memory, his stiff face would burn with pain, as if it was reminding him that there were hands that had erased his face, that there were hands that had erased his memory. This burning sensation that seeped deep into his bones made him unable to tolerate himself being muddle-headed any longer.
Pu Yao's expression was relaxed, his tone joyful as he said, "Souls are good things, fresh and tasty, full of vitality. Fresh blood and human flesh are far from it."
The black clouds grew thicker and thicker. His entire sea of consciousness was now pitch-black. He could not even see his own fingers in front of him.
"Hehe, you don't need to know now. Don't worry, I won't let you kill anyone. All you have to say is yes or no. As for the reward, you will naturally be satisfied when the conditions are met. "
"Soul?" Zuo Mo jumped in fright.
The sea of fire that had lost its suppression began to burn again, and the star in the void also shone brightly.
What the hell happened? How could Pu Yao let him go?
In the corner of the crowded street, he calmly sat cross-legged and pondered.
"There is no point in struggling." Pu Yao was still smiling, his eyes cold. "Your stupidity really disappoints me. Don't you know that a pet should have the awareness of a pet?"
Zuo Mo gaped.
At this moment, he suddenly stopped what he was doing.
"Jingshi, I want jingshi." Pu Yao giggled. "You want to experience sword essence? Ten second-grade Jingshi each time. How about it? Very cheap, right? "
Just as he was puzzled, Pu Yao appeared.
This bead was the size of a mung bean and looked like a colorful glass. Light flowed within it.
Unexpectedly, Pu lazily said, "Continue? Continue what? "
Zuo Mo was silent but his fists unconsciously tightened.
He suddenly sneered, and his blood-red right eye shone brightly. "You know it's not that easy to convince me."
Things that used to be new to him now felt dull and tasteless.
Pu Yao stared at the gravestone for a long time and was silent.
The icy finger drew out the vein on Zuo Mo's neck. Pu's face snickered, the crimson red pupil flashing with madness.
He found a quiet place to sit down and began to recall the last sword ray he released. No one taught him, including Pu Yao. He only let him comprehend on his own. He only felt gratitude towards Pu Yao. If it wasn't for Pu Yao, he might not even have had the chance to find the answer.
In the blink of an eye, the black cloud completely disappeared.
Ever since Fourth Shigu had exposed him, he was clear that he couldn't return to the past. Those simple dreams were completely shattered. He was walking down a path that he didn't even know. What was waiting for him in front of him? Shattering his body? Or finding the answer? He didn't know.
"Speaking of which, there's a place with souls. You don't need to kill, but it's very dangerous. How about it? Are you interested? "Pu Yao's expression was leisurely.
The rampaging flames seemed to be rather fearful of these faintly discernible black clouds and began to wilt, which was a rare sight. The star in the void was also robbed of its light by the black clouds, and it dimmed as if it had been extinguished.
Returning to the little yard, the first thing Zuo Mo did was to seal the pure gold rock and the black gold worm together. He dug a little hole at the ling root and buried it.
Threads of black smoke came out of the gravestone. It seemed slow but was actually fast. In the blink of an eye, the sky above the sea of fire was shrouded in black clouds.
But out of consideration for the safety of these female disciples, he still sat on the flying paper crane and slowly followed them. But he still used all the time he had.
Just a few words, but Zuo Mo was very frightened. His mind couldn't help but think of those great devils, eating raw human flesh, pulling out tendons and marrow, sucking souls. For a xiuzhe who wanted to become famous as a ling plant farmer, things like souls were enough to make his heart jump.
After burying it, he entered the sea of consciousness and said to Pu Yao: "Pu, let's continue!"
"Oh?" Pu Yao raised a thin eyebrow and narrowed his eyes: "You have to think clearly. Other people's lives, how can they be as valuable as your own? Hee hee, killing people is actually very simple. Oh, one soul, I'll let you comprehend this sword essence. I can teach you many things. "
"You really want to choose this kind of trash?"
Zuo Mo had come to Dong Fu many times and would walk around every time. But accompanying women, especially a group of women, this kind of activity that required a high degree of physical strength. Probably only body xiuzhe could endure it.
His present attitude was different than before. Before, he only stared at jingshi. Even though he liked jingshi now, but he paid more attention to the future.
"I agree." Without thinking, Zuo Mo nodded. As long as he didn't have to kill people, he wasn't afraid of danger.
He didn't have anything else to lose.
"Hee hee, how many years has it been, no one has dared to say I'm wrong in front of me!"
He slowly walked in front of the immobile Zuo Mo, his icy hands touching Zuo Mo's neck: "Scared? Hee hee, that's great! I've experimented many kinds and found that fear is the best ingredient for souls. Do you know? A soul that dies in fear, it's like a fine wine that has been fermented to the best time. Once you eat it, oh, you can't forget it. "
"I just knew you didn't have good intentions." Zuo Mo stared fixedly at Pu, coldly saying, "But you made the wrong calculation."
The surroundings were silent. The black cloud didn't react. The two sides were in a stalemate.
He wanted an answer!
Zuo Mo's entire body shook. He told himself not to be afraid, but fear was like a spring that couldn't be stopped, furiously bursting out. No matter how he tried, his body didn't move at all.
Zuo Mo was doing it to clear ling fields in the future, even though that was in the future. The jade scroll didn't cost much jingshi. The expensive thing was the pure gold ore. The price of twenty pieces of second-grade jingshi made his heart ache for a long time but he still decided to buy it.
He leisurely put the little bead in front of him and examined it for a while. He said to himself: "So it's this thing." Finishing, he accurately crushed the little bead.
In the sea of fire, Pu sat on the gravestone, lazily listening to the sound tablet.
Pu Yao was still smiling.
Zuo Mo didn't know what to say.
"Another transaction?" Zuo Mo's heart was full of wariness and puzzlement.
The black cloud moved, the layers moving. The endless sea of fire was suppressed and almost extinguished. The star in the void had almost disappeared.
Just at this time, a warm flow suddenly rose from Zuo Mo's chest.
Something seemed to ignite in Zuo Mo's heart. Terror was quickly taken over by anger. The blood in his body suddenly started to burn. He couldn't help but curse: "Go die!"
Pu Yao turned his face: "Alright, let's talk about another transaction."
Pu Yao dazedly stood there, motionless. A complex emotion floated in his bloody pupil. It seemed to be sorrow, happiness, reminiscence, anger … …
"Ah, finally finished this transaction. For a few souls, it really wasn't easy. This business, it's been too long. As expected, it will regress. "Pu Yao sighed ruefully.
After an unknown amount of time, the light in Pu Yao's bloody pupil gradually dimmed. He suddenly laughed lightly, carrying the vicissitudes of time. He helplessly shrugged: "The result every time is like this. So boring."
Flicking his finger, the glass bead in his hand entered Zuo Mo's body.
After a long time, he said lightly:
First, he went to buy the pure gold ore. He remembered what Pu Yao had said casually last time. He bought a jade scroll of basic formations. Even though the sect taught them, but there were only a few kinds. Formations were something all xiuzhe had to learn. No matter if it was forging or dan-making, they all needed to understand formations.
Casually taking his hand out of Zuo Mo's chest, he saw a five colored little bead between his fingers.
He was very clear how low his starting point was. He didn't want to waste even a little bit of time. He thought of all the ways, all the ways, to make himself stronger, to make himself have power — — he wanted an answer!
"I was wrong?" Pu Yao suddenly raised his voice.
The pain in his body was like countless needles stabbing into his body. His mind became dazed.
"Hee hee, it's easier to talk to smart people." Pu Yao laughed lightly and straightened his body: "That's right. How can there be free steamed buns in the world? Hee hee, I want souls. "
Pu Yao stood woodenly as though he didn't feel it.
"No!" Zuo Mo resolutely refused. Pu Yao was really a big devil!
Zuo Mo felt his body tighten, unable to move.
"Ah!" Zuo Mo gave a wail. It was like his entire body was being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, his body in a strange shape.
Now that he had the chance, how could he not cherish it?
"Such a stubborn little guy." Pu Yao shook his head and laughed, his right hand lightly gripping.
"You really took a long time to wake up." Pu Yao's expression was full of disdain: "Such a weak consciousness. Originally, I wanted to play around. I haven't haggled for thousands of years, it spoiled my mood. But thinking about it, it's normal. A person that doesn't even have a consciousness or appearance, naturally their heart is weak. Pitiful me. "
"Want to make trouble?" Pu Yao seemed to see a mischievous little guy, his mouth lightly laughing. His entire body suddenly disappeared from his spot and appeared next to Zuo Mo, his right hand lightly stabbing into Zuo Mo's chest!
Zuo Mo stilled but he quickly recovered his composure: "What conditions do you have?"
He hated this feeling!
The feeling of being manipulated, being controlled, unable to control himself … …
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