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Chapter 353 Red Dust Map

In the embroidered building, the breeze blew, and the hair on the ghost mother's shoulders was blown. At this moment, the red veil fell off, revealing a jade-like face, exquisite facial features, and the ghost mother smiled.

Although it looks like she is only [-] years old, which is the age full of youth, but at this moment, there is a kind of maternal love on her flowery face.

At this time, the void was filled with waves, and a small figure came out of it. His skin was pale, his face was wrinkled, and his five sense organs were crowded together. He looked like a newborn baby, and it was the ghost general of the underworld. Baby cry.

"Come here, my little darling."

Seeing the baby crying out, the smile on Ghost Mother's face became brighter.

Hearing this, the baby who was originally ignorant, like sleepwalking, suddenly woke up.

"Oh..."

Feeling the breath of the ghost mother, her eyes widened, and Yingti's eyes were full of panic.

The ghost mother looks like a beauty walking out of a picture scroll, perfect should not appear, but in its eyes, it is a pink skull, all the beautiful skins are just illusions, and this world seems to be a piece of paradise, but In fact, it is a cage, with invisible silk thread covering the whole world, binding every sentient being, and the source of the thread is the ghost mother.

She wanted to struggle and escape, but Yingti found that she had completely lost control of her body, and could only walk slowly towards the ghost mother step by step.

Even if there are muddy tears in the eyes, there is still no effect if the supernatural power diverges.

"If a child is not good, he will be spanked!"

Holding the baby in her arms, the ghost mother exudes the brilliance of motherhood. At this moment, she is like a mother who is really holding her child.

Hearing this, he felt the ghost mother's nails scratching his skin, and the baby cried and trembled, not daring to utter a sound.

Seeing the quiet baby cry, the smile on Ghost Mother's face was even better.

"This is a good boy, so now can you tell me where the ghost master is hiding?"

With her lips and teeth parted slightly, and her fingertips brushing over Yingwai's brow bone, the Ghost Mother asked.

Hearing this, Yingying cried and shook his head again and again, expressing that he didn't know.

After getting such an answer, the smile on Ghost Mother's face faded.

"I don't know or I don't want to say, I don't like bad kids."

As she spoke, the ghost mother's fingertips moved up, with a touch of coldness, and landed on Yingchi's eyebrows.

At this moment, feeling something, the panic in Yingti's eyes became real.

Beng, lightly tapped, the fingertips were dyed a touch of bright red, as if the shell of an egg was broken, and the ghost mother's fingertips pierced the baby's eyebrows.

The jade finger stirred, and the ghost mother seemed to be digging something, but gradually her brows became more and more wrinkled.

"I really don't know. It seems that the ghost master is hiding very deeply this time."

Pulling out my finger, smoothing the hole between Yingti's eyebrows, looking at Yingti, the ghost mother's face is full of apology, and at this time, although Yingti's life breath is still there, her eyes are no longer bright and dim , like a marionette.

"But it's not completely useless."

Thinking of the information she got from Yingti's mind, the ghost mother still found some fragmentary clues, but relying on these clues, it will take a lot of effort to find the ghost master.

"This time I wronged you, so as compensation, I will let you play in the ten-foot world of mortals that I wove. This time, I will let you have a good birth and take a good look at the prosperity of the world."

As he spoke, the picture scroll on the embroidery frame exuded an obscure and powerful aura, and the ghost mother sent the baby's cry into it.

This scroll of ten feet of red dust was embroidered by her herself, carrying her dharma. Although it is still in its infancy, once she completes all the blanks, it may become a Taoist weapon.

Ten years in a blink of an eye, feeling the experience of the baby cry, a smile appeared on the face of the ghost mother, but soon she frowned again and let out a sigh.

Standing up, leaning on the railing, overlooking the whole city, the Ghost Mother had a sad expression on her face. At this moment, she was very much like a lady from a big family with a depressed heart, so pitiful and sympathetic.

"The world of mortals is complicated, when will I understand the true meaning?"

This side of the world is a big prison, and the sky full of mortal threads not only traps all living beings, but also traps herself. Of course, it's not that she can't leave, it's just that she doesn't want to.

If a monk wants to break through from the Realm Realm to the Daoist Realm, he needs Yin Yang to be born, to realize a little pure Yang, which will lead to the transformation of the soul, while the monster wants to break through from the Great Demon Realm to the Demon King, one needs to accumulate ten thousand years of cultivation to complete the qualitative change , to produce a chubby demon pill, and the second is to realize a little bit of the true meaning of the Dao.

Compared with the former, the latter is undoubtedly more difficult for most monsters, because the soul of monsters is turbid, and it is difficult to get close to the avenue. The reason is here.

Of course, races like real dragons are exceptions. There have been extremely powerful people in their clan, and the true meaning of the Dao has been passed down in their blood. True dragons with superior roots only need to cultivate for ten thousand years, and they will be slowly polished over time. , the power to induce the blood, there is a great possibility to become a demon king naturally.

This is also the fundamental reason why Lord Qixuanlong sought to transform into a dragon in the first place. Compared with self-realization of true meaning, it is undoubtedly more likely to rely on the power of blood to break through after transforming into a dragon.

And just when the ghost mother was sighing, a white-clothed scholar happened to come from the bridge, and when he saw her true face, he was shocked into heaven.

"Love?"

With a feeling in her heart, the ghost mother looked at the white-clothed scholar.

"Maybe I should go for a walk in the world of mortals."

A thought popped up in my heart, as if frightened, the ghost mother quickly closed the gauze curtain, in the eyes of the scholar, the ghost mother was a little flustered and a little...cute.

Seeing the disappearing beauty, the scholar stopped, unwilling to leave for a long time.

"I was rude to the beautiful lady, maybe I should apologize."

After hesitating again and again, the scholar walked into the embroidered building, and a good story about a talented man and a beautiful woman kicked off.

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Longhu Mountain, Feilai Peak, Zhang Chunyi has quietly returned.

Quewei Dao and his party killed many ghosts, and Zhang Chunyi gained a lot, but Zhang Chunyi didn't have much joy in fact. The baby's cry that disappeared strangely was always a thorn in his heart, but after leaving the wild elephant and the umbrella girl After refining the possessions, Zhang Chunyi had a certain guess in his heart.

Ignoring the many high-grade ones, Zhang Chunyi picked out a strange-looking one, which looked like a silk thread twisted into a ball. This is a middle-grade one. Refined from the ghost body, and the function of this magic seed is to make a person fall in love with another person.

"The power is flowing, this is indeed a seed."

Zhang Chunyi frowned slightly as he pinched the thread to his fingertips and felt its power flowing away continuously.

Each Dharma Seed is an independent individual, regardless of its grade, it is perfect and flawless, but there is a special kind of Dharma Seed that can split into sub-seeds with similar power, and this sub-seed has defects of.

The most important thing is that this is not the first time that Zhang Chunyi came into contact with the sub-seed. When he just crossed over, he killed a ghost for the first time, and Zhang Chunyi refined a sub-seed from the body of the flamboyant ghost. .

"It is really rare to have a kind of dharma that can produce seeds. Although Yiyiqin and Misty are not the same kind of dharma, strictly speaking they belong to the same category. They are both related to the seven emotions and six desires. It is possible that the same high-level Derived from the law."

"Yangui has something to do with the Red Mansion. Could it be that the Red Mansion is behind this incident?"

Thoughts turned in his mind, because the dharma species that can produce sub-seeds is too rare, and he encountered two sub-seeds in a row, and they were of the same type, and they were both related to ghosts. Zhang Chunyi had to have such an association.

"Red Mansion!"

Thinking about it and thinking about it, Zhang Chunyi suddenly found that although he had an intersection with the Red Mansion very early, his understanding of the power of this ghost is still very one-sided.

Most of the information comes from the incomplete memory of the Elephant Ghost, but it is still too little. The power of this ghost is unexpectedly low-key, and it is not obvious.

　Just two chapters, go eat.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)