In just half a month, Yingmeng experienced pain in her body that was like a chicken pecking, and itching all over her body, to a throbbing pain in her chest and abdomen, her abdomen was swollen like an urn, and bleeding from seven holes.

Fortunately, she was able to survive such a life, which she herself thought was a miracle.

Facts have proved that in order to survive, a person's potential is unlimited, and in just half a month, she has become extremely proficient in the art of bewitching.

Lying in the main hall, Ying Meng looked at the densely packed Gu around him and ate them. Originally, the square ground was covered with a layer of Gu. After a stick of incense, the area shrunk by half. And the size of those Gu did not seem to increase.

Instead, it changed.

The ground, roofs, pillars, everywhere you can see are densely covered with poison. Even in the era of gods and demons, these poisons were considered successful.

However, Yingmeng, who had mastered these Gu, was not excited at all. Who said interest is the best teacher? Death is obviously.

Ying Meng has practiced voodoo to the point of numbness. Most voodoo masters can only handle a few dozen types, but she has raised 3,600 types.

A strange sound came from Yingmeng, and then a strange sound also came from the surroundings.

In just the blink of an eye, the poisonous insects crawled out in dense numbers, completely surrounding the old woman.

"Oh, that's good! I've learned to resist!" the old woman said with a smile, her tears filled with satisfaction.

"I know I can't beat you. Now that I can summon ten thousand Gu, can I leave?" Ying Meng has been tortured to the point of giving up struggling. She just wants to leave as soon as possible.

Really, if you try it instead, you will be eaten by thousands of poisonous insects every day. You will be eaten to death by the way of time, and then you will be resurrected by the way of time.

It was life-threatening to have to live but not to survive, and to die without success. Now she could finally summon ten thousand gu.

You must know that even in the most prosperous era of the Gu clan, not every Gu girl can summon thousands of Gu. And Ying Meng is also known as a genius. In just half a month, he has reached the level of many people in his lifetime.

It is an achievement that no one can achieve. Although the torture they endured is not something that some people can experience in their lifetime.

Facts have proved that life is the best teacher.

The old woman didn't expect Yingmeng's talent to be so good, but it's a pity that he was born in the wrong era. If he were in the age of gods and demons, he must be an unparalleled genius.

Summoning thousands of Gu, ten thousand kinds of Gu, how much effort does it take to raise ten thousand kinds of Gu? God will not destroy our Gu clan.

Even though the old woman was extremely excited inside, her face remained calm. "You have already graduated. You can leave. This is the inheritance of the Gu God."

Yingmeng took a box made of black stone jade from the old woman's hand. Yingmeng opened the box and inside was a volume of ancient books. As soon as Yingmeng touched it with his hand, the power in the ancient book was released.

It quickly rushed towards Yingmeng's hands.

After a while, the weakest resentment in her body condensed into twenty beads, one more than the death energy she was best at.

Yingmeng opened the ancient book and read ten lines at a glance, then closed his eyes and meditated for a while. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were clear and enlightened, and he had a better understanding of Lian Gu.

She looked at the old woman with eyes full of gratitude, but her mouth was still unforgiving. "Old woman, are you afraid that I will run out and tell the fairy world. Is there a grudge healer here?"

"The fact that I can stay here well proves that they can't kill me, they can only trap me. But your luck may not be that good. After all, they can kill ten thousand by mistake and never let one go!

I almost forgot, killing you doesn’t seem like a wrongful killing, right? Ying Meng.”

"I know, I know. Old woman, if you really don't stop me, I will leave."

"Go away, you think I want to keep you." The old woman looked disgusted, but her eyes still revealed her reluctance.

This child is the most talented child she has ever seen. She is like a skilled carpenter carefully carving this piece of sacred wood. Now, she can't teach this child anything, and she has to let her experience some things by herself.

It's time to separate.

Although the two of them didn't say anything, they already recognized the master-disciple relationship.

Ying Meng patted the old woman's shoulder and put away the emotion in her eyes, "Do you want to leave?"

The old woman slapped Yingmeng's hand away in disgust. "I'm used to it. It's a world of young people outside. My era is over. There's no use for me to go out. I might as well stay here. At least it can be like the past.

Just the same, do what you want to do and live freely."

She felt that for the old woman, this place was much better than outside.

A person who has lived for such a long time no longer cares about power, wealth or glory.

It seemed...it seemed like she couldn't explain anything clearly. But she only knew that the old woman's state of mind was not something she could compare to.

Ying Meng laughed loudly, "Old woman, after I leave, I will never touch Gu again."

"you dare!"

Seeing the old woman blowing her beard and staring at her eyes, the sadness of parting seemed to be diluted a lot.

"Don't worry! Old lady, I won't waste my talents." Yingmeng smiled even more happily, "But hello, if you live for a few more years, maybe I can see you when I come back in the future. You have to live at least until

, I will come back to collect the body for you when I have time!"

The old woman's face was symbolically gloomy. "Little girl, speak with some kindness, maybe you won't live long enough."

This is a joke

, but unexpectedly it will be verified one day in the future.

"Then the old woman is so powerful, she will definitely resurrect me, right?" Yingmeng put away her smile and looked sad.

"You are so annoying. I won't waste my time saving you!" The old woman knew immediately that Ying Meng was faking. "If you die, I will definitely set off a few fireworks to celebrate."

"Then you won't have anyone to take care of you until you die. The old woman should be nicer." Ying Meng raised her eyes and smiled faintly. "We'll see who sets off the fireworks for whom."

The two played like this for a while, but parting eventually came.

Even when she opened the bookstore, Yingmeng's eyes were a little less proud and more steady.

In fact, her biggest gain in the past half month was not Gu magic, but her state of mind.

After reading many books that she once disdained, she realized her own insignificance.

For the first time, she began to think about whether the fairy world was always right.

What is a fairy? What is a devil?

In the past, all her knowledge was from what she heard from others, or from what she saw. This was the first time she started to really think, not think the way those people in the fairy world wanted her to think.

Maybe everything has two sides, just like what the old woman said after she found out she had inner demons. "Who told you that having inner demons must be a bad thing?"

Goodbye, old woman. Thank you, old woman. I will definitely develop my voodoo skills. Please rest assured.

Ying Meng bowed deeply in the direction of the bookstore and turned around to leave.

At this time, the old woman in the bookstore looked towards the direction where Ying Meng left, thinking, she sighed.

Some things can only be understood by experiencing them. I hope this child will not go astray.

Looking at Yingmeng's back, the old woman sighed: "Old, old. This world is the age of young people after all. Maybe she can change the so-called rules."

Soon, she returned to the depraved look she had when Yingmeng first arrived. She lay on her wooden chair with a dazed look and continued to sleep. She hadn't slept well in half a month, so she had to make up for it.

This was also what Yingmeng thought after returning to the room. He didn't sleep for half a month and sat on the floor all day. No, he had to make up for it.

When Yingmeng returned to the room, he threw himself on the bed. He rolled around easily and it was so comfortable. Finally, he could not be tortured by pain and had a good sleep!

However, imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel.
Chapter completed!