Dedicate One’s Mind

Jueming's face changes, showing countless expressions in a short period of time, just like changing faces in Sichuan Opera.

Wu Yi did not interrupt for the time being, letting Jueming think for a moment.

A quarter of an hour later, Wu Yi suddenly asked: "Are you willing to leave here?"

As soon as he said this, Jueming's eyes suddenly changed.

"Can you take me out of here?" Jueming asked in a skeptical tone, but there seemed to be a trace of desire in his words.

After receiving the light of the Vulcan, Jueming already knew the existence of the outside world by relying on the thoughts sent by believers.

Compared to the harsh environment in the canyon, the magic, variety and variety of the outside world deeply attracted him. Whether Jueming admitted it or not, he was no longer willing to hibernate in this prison-like place.

However, Jueming quickly said mockingly to himself, "It's impossible. I'm a ghost. When I go outside, I'm like a rat crossing the street. Everyone shouts to beat me. Even if I defeat ordinary people and the powerful ghost master Saint Woman, I'm no match for them."

Wu Yi sneered and said, "Is this how you repay the name your mother gave you?"

"Shut up!" Because of his mother's affairs, Jueming was originally weak and was often bullied by others when he was a child. But every time someone slandered his mother, he would fight to the death.

At this time, it was the same, as if he had been pushed backwards, he looked at Wu Yi desperately, his round eyes were wide open, full of fierce light, and he shouted fiercely.

After a few breaths of dullness, Jueming's stern expression calmed down a bit, and he said coldly: "Don't try to provoke me with provoking methods. I won't be deceived by you. If I become your thug, I'll give up the power that the light has brought to me and go to work." Just die."

"If you are willing to stay here forever, endure hunger and cold, and have no one to rely on for life or death, then of course it doesn't matter. Otherwise, hey," Wu Yi sneered twice and continued: "Whether you want to be my thug or change your own destiny, you can You have to figure it out yourself.”

After saying this, Wu Yi turned into a gust of dark wind and suddenly disappeared into the distance. He couldn't even find a trace of breath. It seemed that he had never appeared here.

Jueming spat in the direction Wu Yi was going, with disdain on his face, and returned to his place of residence with the moss he picked.

However, it is obvious that what Wu Yi said before leaving was not useless. The idea of ​​leaving this place that had arisen in his heart was like a weed that could not be killed no matter how hard he cut it. Moreover, under the influence of the five yin and six thieves, Expanding more and more.

The Five Yun Six Thieves are not omnipotent. If they want to influence the other party, unless the difference in strength is extremely different, they must have distracting thoughts in the other party's mind before they can take the opportunity to cause trouble.

The so-called inner ghosts and demons are not scary if you see their true nature clearly. The most important thing is to recognize yourself clearly and keep a good door, then the evil will go away, otherwise, it will attract prying eyes.

With a frown on his face, Jue Ming returned to the small tribe. He almost fell to the bottom of the valley several times, which was extremely dangerous. However, compared with the danger of the bottom, his inner irritability was his real problem.

After using the Five Yun Six Thieves to influence Jueming, Wu Yi did not linger too long on the Fire God, but went to do another thing.

Being born in such a difficult and dangerous place and still able to grow up, it is extremely difficult and almost impossible for others to change their mind.

Let him think about it on his own. As expected, he will eventually choose to leave this place. This is human nature. After knowing a good place, he can simply move and escape from the original poor mountains and rivers. Who would want to live a miserable life.

When he came here, Wu Yi didn't think that far, it was just to conquer Jue Ming, but Jue Ming's words gave Wu Yi a new idea.

Under this canyon, human ghosts and ghosts gather relative to each other. They have been tempered and strong. If they can subdue these forces and release them, it will be like throwing a huge explosive in the bright moon world.

Wu Yi is now patrolling the canyon, searching for other small tribes that may exist based on the information collected. These tribes once existed, but a howling cold wind may be able to wipe them all out. Very unstable.

In this kind of place, there is no possibility of forming a large tribe. They can only dig inward on the protruding flat land to form small settlements, which are scattered and scattered. Because of the rising cold air and the lack of communication, it is difficult for ghosts and people to form a climate.

But it is precisely because of the difficulty that it does not pose much threat to the ghosts, and the ghosts are left to fend for themselves. If they organize a killing, they may lose more non-combat personnel, which is not cost-effective.

Under the canyon, it is naturally not a paradise, but more like an isolated cold prison without the intervention of external forces.

With the powerful ability of the inner demon body, he only found three or two places in half a day. Naturally, these people, young and old, all became the hosts of the demon seeds.

The hosts provided Wu Yi with information. Although there were mixed rights and wrongs, it made Wu Yi's thoughts expand outward like a spider web, and the expansion speed became faster and faster.

Exploring the canyon is destined to be a long-term project. Wu Yi's itinerary covered most of the canyon and found thousands of tribes similar to Jueming's. Among them, Jindan Zhenren had dozens. In terms of proportion, There is one Jindan Zhenren per ten thousand people, which is simply unbelievable.

In the outside world, this number may be that there may be one Qi-refining monk among ten thousand people. Suffering tempers people and eliminates people, so that this incredible scene can be created.

The more he saw, Wu Yi felt less excited than before, and even a little cautious, just because he thought of three words, Anle City.

Anle City is the largest gathering of ghosts and human ghost forces. It is said that the city owner is the real person Yuanying. He stirs up troubles in various places in the Mingyue Realm from time to time, disturbing the peace in various places. All humans and ghosts are gnashing their teeth against this force.

Wu Yi had also fought against this force, but at that time it was far from their core. At this time, Wu Yi had a feeling in his heart that the base camp of Anle City was under this canyon.

"In this case, maybe we don't need to go to the trouble of subduing them one by one, let them conquer humans and ghosts, and directly release the news about Anle City. It will also be a huge wave." Wu Yi whispered, even if it is His prediction was wrong. There were so many ghosts and ghosts here, so he would never make a mistake.

This was an extremely tempting idea, but Wu Yi suppressed it for the time being and continued deeper into the canyon, hoping to find more clues. After all, he was just guessing now.

The cold wind blew through the smooth, mirror-like rock wall, becoming more and more biting. A faint frost grew on the rock wall, and the moss disappeared. It was not suitable for living creatures to survive at all. Even the foundation-building monks who had opened up the Qi veins could not survive in this place. A quarter of an hour.

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