become a demon [rebirth]

"Sanlang hasn't woken up yet?" The old voice in the darkness was tinged with worry.

The other person hesitated for a while, and said with some doubts: "The third young master is still lying on the bed, as if he is in a nightmare. There is nothing wrong with the injury on his body."

A dim candlelight dispelled the darkness.

This is a study room, the walls are full of books, and a candle is lit on a mahogany table in the middle three steps away from the books.

The old man dressed as a Confucian scholar sitting at the table sighed deeply, closed his eyes, and waved his hand to let him back down.

Even though he was dressed in civilian clothes, he still couldn't hide his imposing aura like the abyss like the sea. This is the famous Huwei General Xue Pingning of the Yin Shang Dynasty. He spent half his life as a soldier. He fought countless battles without a single defeat, making the enemy frightened.

But at this moment, he is just an ordinary old man, an old man whose back has been straightened all his life because of his grandson's unexplained coma.

The middle-aged man with a three-strand black beard retreated to the door, but stopped and said, "General, do you think that group of people did what happened this time?"

The movement of those people coming in is getting bigger and bigger, and they can't wait to insert their people everywhere.

Liu Huichun has stayed in the general's mansion for more than twenty years, and he can be regarded as watching the young masters in the mansion grow up one by one.Then they died one by one that night, and finally only the general and Saburo remained in the huge general's mansion.

Xue Pingning shook his head slowly, the scar between his brows became heavier, and said: "The group of idiots are not so courageous, they dare not risk the consequences of completely offending me. After all, after they know this, they will not sit too much in that position. stable."

He rubbed his frowning brows, and said in a deep voice: "During this time, for that quota, there have been a lot of ghosts and horse gods in Shangqiu, and it's very confusing. This time, Sanlang's accident may be the culprit among them. "

"And that person also entered the city today, with a young man by his side, probably for that quota..."

Liu Huichun's pupils shrank, not daring to say anything, "He's here too!"

Xue Pingning remained silent, he knew how much influence that person had on the world.

100 years, 200 years... If he does not ascend for a day, the cloud that hangs over everyone will not dissipate!

He was glad to hear about his assassination today. At least there were still people who could ignore the shadow and make a bold move, even though such a move only further proved the strength of that person.

"Then do you think it's about Sanlang..." Liu Huichun guessed.

Xue Pingning shook his head and said with certainty: "Impossible. Although he was not upright in the past, he was not so lowly. He also has his pride."

"What mission is Sanlang out this time?" He asked suddenly.

Liu Huichun frowned, and said: "It is said that it is to kill a demon in the first level of life and death, but Sanlang has already stepped into the second level with half of his foot, so nothing should happen."

This magic word brought the problem back to the original place, and made people think of that person.

"Whoever wins and who loses can be judged by cultivation. Who doesn't have a few cards?" Xue Pingning sighed, the fatigue between his brows became more serious, but his eyes became deeper and deeper, as if he would fall into a boundless abyss if he looked at it again .

He said in a deep voice: "Go and check, find out who Sanlang met on the way back."

……

In the morning, the first ray of sunshine has not yet scattered.

At the corner of the alley, a young man wrapped in a tattered Taoist robe, with unwashed oil stains on his sleeves, was pursing his lips and laying bricks on the half-missing table leg.

A shadow suddenly fell on top of his head, he subconsciously raised his head and looked back, and saw that familiar face.

The remaining consciousness in his body immediately made him sit back in shock, in the posture of flattening the sand and falling wild geese!

Seeing the half-smile expression on the man's face, he hurriedly got up, and put on a flattering face, "I don't know what orders you have when you come to the humble house, but the villain will know everything and say everything!"

That face with straight brows and eyes, honest and pleasing to the heart, immediately became treacherous, making one's hands itchy.

"You can't even count as a humble house." Dao Huangyan shook the wooden fan that came from nowhere, and joked, "Of all the successors of Tianji Pavilion I have seen, you are the worst."

Hearing this, the young man immediately wrinkled into a bitter melon, with tears in his eyes, he sighed a long time, very desolate.

"Others don't know why, how can you not know? Everyone has to pay the price for their own youth and arrogance."

"You are the only one who paid so much."

Dao Yaoyan smiled, and introduced to Mo Zheng: "This is the descendant of the Tianji Pavilion generation. Just like their unreliable names, they are familiar with all kinds of news, and sometimes they can barely get a glimpse of the secret."

"The successors of the past generations have done very well, and the last time he also became a national teacher, but this guy has set a new record for the Tianji Pavilion."

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, and the smile on the corner of his mouth also became weird, "When he was young, he swore to make selfless dedication, and never use this ability to seek financial benefits, and then he became like this."

After finishing speaking, he patted Mo Zheng's head, and said solemnly: "You must never learn from him!"

Although this height is really uncomfortable.

The young man who was regarded as a negative lesson became more and more bitter. It was more than that simple. He used to tell fortunes for the nobles of the palace, and he only received a thousand taels of gold for a fortune teller. I knew where it was going, and I even brought a storage bag with me. If I said too much, I would cry!

"It's because of him that I came to you." Dao falsely pointed out the purpose of coming.

Tianjizi sized Mo Zheng up, "Academy?"

Mo Zheng stepped back, freed his head, and said, "Isn't it because of the academy at my age?"

"No, no." Tianjizi held up the appearance of an expert outside the world, and said inscrutably: "What you said is right or wrong."

Subconsciously wanted to stroke his beard, but when his hand was empty, he remembered that his beard had been shaved off by the pig butcher next door.Thinking of how weird his appearance was at the moment, he couldn't help but blushed, this time he really lost all face!

He immediately shrugged his shoulders and said with a mournful face: "This year, the Academy released not only a few places for disciples from the lower court, but also one from the inner court. Some people came for the inner court. As for why only those people know... ..."

Just trying to attract people to ask for help, but found that the two did not respond at all, Tianjizi could only haha, and continued: "This is the stupid thing done by those big people. How can this kind of news be completely complete?" Blocked?"

Mo Zheng cast his eyes on Dao's nonsense, his eyes were full of astonishment, and there was no flaw on his face, as if he had just heard the news.

But his years of experience told him that something was wrong.

He said calmly: "Could it be that Master wants me to enter the inner courtyard?"

Dao blatantly held the fan and knocked on his palm, saying: "Those who know me are disciples!"

Tianjizi reminded with a distressed face: "The lowest part of those people has passed the blood refinement level, and the highest one has half a foot in the soul."

The implication is, why are you joining in the fun by building a foundation!

Dao Yaoyan rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "Apprentice, you are despised by others now."

Mo Zheng looked at Tian Jizi, and said word by word: "Of course I won't let Master down."

Those words were flat, without any ups and downs, and without any emotion, but it reminded him of when the pig butcher next door was angry.Tian Jizi trembled in fright, and quickly explained: "How dare you? The villain is just afraid that you will suffer a lot without knowing it!"

He should have known that those who can follow this disaster are not good things, what kind of fun is he, a good citizen with no strength to restrain a chicken!

"Anyway, there is still a month before the college's entrance examination. You should have no problem. I will refine your blood when I go back tonight. Do you have any objections?"

Dao blatantly asked for his apprentice's opinion symbolically, his eyes were full of interest.

Mo Zheng lowered his eyes, "Of course."

In the blood refinement realm, the body is used as the furnace, and the spirit is used as the material to practice to remove impurities in the body, make the body closer to the aura of heaven and earth, and lay the foundation for future cultivation.

However, there are so many strange ways of refining blood in the world, they are classified into three types by the world, the best strategy, the middle strategy, and the worst strategy.

Like Madam Nie used before, it was a bad strategy and she lost her way.Most people in the world use the middle strategy, using the spiritual objects of heaven and earth to cleanse their bodies, supplemented by exercises to deepen the effect.

And there are only three best strategies, the method of washing the body by the spirit of heaven, the practice of evil refining, and the blood of that person.

However, the Heavenly Spirit Cleansing Technique is jointly held by the three palaces. When these three palaces are united, even the Eternal Dynasty dare not rob it of its edge.

The Evil Alchemy Sutra has been spread all over the world, but few people dare to practice it. The history of this magic book is much earlier than the Tianling Body Cleansing Method, but the people who practice it are either crazy or useless.

It is known to the world that the person who has trained is the first generation of the academy, with an extremely solid foundation, killing people across borders is like eating and drinking, and they have already ascended to the upper realm.

But the last one is because he has eaten too many heaven and earth spirit treasures, every drop of blood is full of suffocating aura, which is more terrifying than heaven and earth spirit treasures.

The last type, however, is more difficult to obtain than the first two.

When walking towards the residence, the sky was already bright, and there was a lot of traffic, and the cries of vendors interspersed with the heat rising from the steamers on both sides to weave a big net called secular.

Dao arrogantly pulled Mo Zheng in front of the steamer, threw out four copper coins and bought two steamed buns, and handed them to Mo Zheng.

"This is a steamed bun," Dao explained in a vain manner: "You haven't fasted yet, although you won't feel hungry because of those spiritual wines, you still want to eat some for your appetite."

Mo Zheng hesitated for a moment, and lightly took a bite of the fluffy white steamed bun, which was fluffy and thick.After chewing carefully, the sweetness spread from his mouth, and he couldn't help but bend his eyebrows and eyes.

Dao falsely glanced at him, then looked away, and said in a deep voice, "If you want something first, just ask me. As long as I have it, I will never refuse to give it."

So don't imitate those bull-nosed people and make that stupid look of wanting nothing, looking depressed, pitiful!

Mo Zheng bit the steamed bun, bent his lips, and said softly, "It's very sweet."

The sound of "cuckoo" representing hunger came from the corner.

When Mo Zheng looked over, he saw two pairs of bright eyes, his face was clean, but his hair was a mess, his clothes were mended, with missing sleeves and trouser legs.

He didn't wear shoes on his feet, and he was flushed red from the cold spring, and they stared at the steamed buns in his hand and swallowed their saliva.

Undoubtedly, these are two very young beggars.

Mo Zheng suddenly turned back and bought two steamed buns.