Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 399 Nightmare
Wang Mu saw that something was wrong with Long Xiaoyuan, this woman not only let go of her hatred, but also looked at Wang Mu strangely.

Although there may be a lot of origins, but Wang Mu really has nothing wrong with Long Xiaoyuan, at most he thinks that this woman has good roots in her heart and should treat each other with courtesy.

Besides, if Long Shaoyu behind Long Xiaoyuan knew that Wang Mu was still alive, he would be in serious trouble. Wang Mu believed that Long Xiaoyuan would not reveal her identity, but believed even more that Long Shaoyu was not so easy to deceive.

Therefore, for the sake of myself, especially Long Xiaoyuan, it is better to have less contact, not to mention that Wang Mu came to the underworld not to pick up girls, but to enhance his strength as much as possible while he was feigning death.

Practicing hard is the kingly way.

Long Xiaoyuan also seemed to see Wang Mu's thoughts, her shy look disappeared, she looked at Wang Mu seriously, and said with a smile: "Wang Mu, are we friends now?"

"of course."

"Hehe, I'm very glad to have a friend like you. Over the years, if I can experience something with you, it will be a good memory."

Wang Mu nodded with a gentle smile.

Long Xiaoyuan lowered her head and frowned again, "I have to go, if I stay out for too long, the sect master will be suspicious."

"Take care of yourself." Wang Mu said softly.

Long Xiaoyuan didn't say any more, left Wang Mu with an affectionate smile, and turned around to leave.

Under the moonlight, the back of the black robe was quite chic.

Looking at Long Xiaoyuan's fluttering black robe, Wang Mu realized something in his heart. Sometimes the lake, the love of women here can also be as broad and wide as this vast galaxy. Although it is cold and indifferent, it will remain unchanged for a long time.

"Handsome guy, why did Young Envoy Long leave? You won't make her angry, right?" Long Xiaoyuan had just left when the Magic Cat arrived.

Wang Mu suddenly felt a headache. The heroine of the fantasy cat, the eldest sister, in order to help herself, she did not hesitate to take a group of sisters into danger, but the key is that her sisters are too easy to let go. With them, there is always Danger of being lost.

As a pure Buddhist disciple, it is absolutely not suitable to stay here for a long time.

"Aha! Sister Huanmao! Thank you Sister Huanmao for taking the risk for me, but don't be so impulsive in the future. Wang Mu doesn't want you to encounter any danger because of me." Looking at Huanmao, Wang Mu said seriously.

Under the green moonlight, the phantom cat raised its eyebrows, and leaned against Wang Mu, winking at the channel: "Are you worried about your sister?"

"Yes." Wang Mu said bluntly.

"Then..." Huan Mao rolled his eyes, "What does that sister look like in your heart now?"

"Why this question again?" Wang Mu blinked, "Cough, she looks like a woman."

The phantom cat's face also turned dark, Wang Mu smiled wryly, and the woman's heart was indeed a needle in the bottom of the sea.

"I know, but you still despise me." The pretty face moved aside, and Huanmao's voice was sad.

Wang Mu raised his forehead, felt powerless to deal with it, and smiled bitterly: "Sister Huanmao, you misunderstood, I didn't mean that, it's just that Wang Mu is different from others, there are some things you don't understand, and I can't explain them to you, so... "

Huanmao secretly smiled, turned back to look at Wang Mu pretending to be angry, and said, "What are you afraid of! I didn't say what to do with you! However, I almost lost my life because of you, you owe me, You have to pay it back."

"Okay," Wang Mu shrugged his shoulders, "Except for making me lose my virginity, I can do anything."

"I want to follow you every day! Haha!" Huanmao laughed.

Wang Mu grinned, "Following me is very dangerous."

Huanmao narrowed his eyes again, "If you disagree, I will follow my elder sister's example and commit suicide!"

"..." Wang Mu was speechless, gave Huan Mao a thumbs up, and then strode towards the moon.

Huan Mao smiled triumphantly and started to follow.

Under the moonlight, the two stood in front of each other, the man was tall and ethereal, and the woman was graceful and graceful, which complemented each other perfectly.

Long Xiaoyuan returned to the sub-duo, and once again strictly ordered to tell the story of Wang Mu, and warned the sub-duo not to investigate Xue Lin's murder. After getting the consent of the sub-duo master, she got up and returned to Ashyu.

I don't know why, but after seeing Wang Mu, Long Xiaoyuan's dead heart became alive, and she walked with wind.

Although she couldn't tell Wang Mu directly with the faint feelings of a little girl in her heart, and she might not get a response, but she vaguely felt that in the future, Wang Mu and her would definitely stage more profound stories.

In this way, it is enough.

Life, no matter sad or happy, as long as it is profound, it is not wasted.

Wang Mu started to practice. He had consumed a lot of elixirs in the past few days, and the elixirs in the storage ring were running low. He had to recover from his injuries as soon as possible.

The tempering of the Juehun body, in addition to using the medicinal juice, also needs the assistance of a foreign object to truly achieve great success when it reaches its peak. This foreign object is the fire of hell in the Axiu domain.

The fire of hell, also called Bingyouhuo, is a famous strange fire in the world. It is extremely powerful. It is said to be a flame, but it is actually extremely cold. According to the records of the soul-destroying method, the soul-destroying body has been cultivated to a certain level. It will lose its effect. At this time, it needs to be tempered by the fire of hell, so that it can achieve great success.

In addition, Wang Mu also wanted to take advantage of this quiet time to study the peach blossom seal again.

Now it can be confirmed that the Peach Blossom Seal is a fusion of his original soul and demon, so every time this demon possesses, Wang Mu can still maintain a trace of sobriety, and will not be permanently controlled by the demon.

And also because of this trace of primordial spirit, the memory in the heart demon cannot be completely presented in Wang Mu's sea of ​​consciousness, as if that trace of primordial spirit is still deliberately suppressing that memory.

Wang Mu wanted to know the reason.

He had never expected it so much, because the shock that Long Xiaoyuan gave him when the demon recovered, made him feel that the things in the demon's memory must have something to do with his destiny of chasing and killing him forever.

Perhaps the reason for everything lies in this memory.

How can this memory be fully revived?
Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Wang Mu looked inside his dantian, looked at the gorgeous peach blossom seal, and thought to himself.

After a few days of practice, the injury has healed, and the cultivation base has also recovered to the third level of the Earth Immortal, and there is a faint tendency to break through.

The peach blossom seal is slowly rotating, as if it is not controlled or affected by anything.

The twelve primordial spirits floated on it, shining brightly, and the dragon ball in the middle was also shining brightly.

After thinking for a moment, Wang Mu's mental power sank into his body, and he went straight to the peach blossom seal on his dantian.

Sure enough, as before, no matter how much mental power was stimulated, Taohuayin did not respond.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, Wang Mu took a light breath, and moved his mind again, and saw the twelve primordial spirits light up, and a colorful light flew out of it, falling towards the peach blossom seal below.

If an outsider sees such an astonishing move, they will definitely think that Wang Mu is crazy. What he is doing at this moment is tantamount to dealing with himself and committing suicide.

"Om..."

Twelve fine lights landed on the twelve petals accurately, and the entire peach blossom seal trembled suddenly.

Then, like a resonance, the trembling became more and more severe.

"hiss……"

A strange feeling of soul vibration came, which made Wang Mu gasp, as if his soul was about to disintegrate.

Taohuayin began to inexplicably skyrocket.

"boom!"

"Mom!"

Suddenly, the colored light on Wang Mu's body exploded, and a circle of peach blossom prints appeared outside his body, forming a gorgeous and regular circle, slowly rotating around him.

Ancient and tyrannical, gentle and peaceful, with a hidden mysterious aura bursting out, startling the phantom cat who was quietly watching Wang Mu.

"Bang! Swish!"

Two seconds later, the huge lineup of peach blossom seals suddenly reversed, and then flew back into the body in an instant. The twelve petals seemed to bounce back suddenly, and gathered in the dantian again to form. Twelve primordial spirits.

Wang Mu was shocked, the twelve petals really seemed to have independent thoughts, and the twelve spiritual powers released were exactly the same as the spiritual power released by the previous twelve primordial spirits, no more and no less.

"Om..."

Another dull trembling sound swayed in the dantian, the twelve primordial spirits trembled, the whole soul was in turmoil, and an unprecedented sense of crisis emerged spontaneously.

"Hiss..." Wang Mu gritted his teeth and gasped for air again. He felt a huge earthquake in the Lingtai and his headache was about to split. Then, his brows frowned, he fell down straight, and fainted again.

This time, he was not injured, but had a terrible dream during this time of fainting.

In the dream, twelve spotless women stood in the sky, surrounded by eight burly men, and around them, there was a huge vortex slowly rotating.

The gorgeous colorful vortex slowly rotated, and following the trend of this rotation, the ground facing the vortex began to disintegrate. Flowers, trees, birds, animals, and even various monks were quickly reduced to ashes.

It seems to be the Chaotic Spirit Extinguishing Array, controlled by the twelve women and eight men, the real power to destroy the heavens and the earth, under the whirlpool of color, the disintegration of the earth is rapidly moving towards Spreading in all directions, regardless of the sky or the ground, all creatures are being wiped out at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they cannot resist.

There was no sound in the picture, but Wang Mu could clearly feel the fear in the hearts of those creatures who were running around but had nowhere to escape.

The formation controlled by twelve women and eight men has unparalleled power and seems to bring the world back to chaos.

The fact is also the same. In this dream, Wang Mu not only saw the chaotic spirit extermination array, but even saw the legendary ancestor Hongjun who was incarnate in the Dao. He was standing higher in the sky, and there was also a huge vortex around him , the gray-white vortex is rotating in the opposite direction to the colored vortex, as if to restrain the extinction of life by the colored vortex.

On the other side of the sky, there is the same huge vortex around the body of Xiaoyao Taoist God, which also rotates in the opposite direction. Stop the rotation of the colored vortex.

Twelve women and eight men remained indifferent, with a faint look of indifference on their unclear faces.

Even Wang Mu was shocked, the world returned to chaos, all living beings were wiped out, and the Dao disintegrated...

(End of this chapter)