"How did you see it?"

After only a moment, Dingdang returned from shock to normal, no longer the kind of simple and childish girl, even a hint of sarcasticness.

Her body still could not move, and her breath became fluctuating. Originally, her cultivation level in the early stage of foundation building was not in Xiao Shisanlang's eyes at all. At this time, as her temperament changed, her breath also increased, which made him feel a little chill and his heart became alert.

"I not only know that you are a person in the Demon Realm, but also that you are a spiritual demon. The hidden dangers in your body are extremely serious and you can recover by rest and recuperation."

Xiao Shisanlang looked faint and said in a gentle tone: "If I read it correctly, you want to inspire some kind of secret technique, but spiritual power and magic power conflict. Not only did the secret technique fail, but even the limbs were lost control. It is extremely difficult to restore normality, even the surface normality."

Ignoring the increasingly cold expression of Tingdon's expression, Shisanlang continued: "I also know that if your secret technique is successfully used, your cultivation should be greatly improved. That's why you let Zhao Si catch it without resisting, because you can kill him at any time and then take back everything that was taken away."

"But, this kind of secret technique must be extremely expensive, it is difficult to inspire, or even difficult to last. So you cannot use it in Luoling City or Zhao Si's manor. After all, this is a spiritual realm, and you cannot afford the risk of revealing your identity."

Telling out his guess, Xiao Shisanlang quietly looked at Tingdong's eyes and stopped talking.

Dingdang looked at him and said for a long time: "The spirit and demons are connected. It is not me who came to the spirit realm by the people in the demon realm. Why am I afraid of revealing my identity?"

"This question is too boring. What else can you do besides indicating that your identity is extraordinary?"

Xiao Shisanlang smiled coldly and said, "Don't worry, I don't care where you are, nor do I care about what your identity is. In this situation, even if you have secret techniques available, the price is heavier than before. And I might as well tell you that even if you can recover, I may not be able to easily solve me as I thought."

With a sincere expression on his face, Xiao Shisanlang said seriously: "Why don't we discuss it. If you answer a few questions from me, I can help you at the discretion of the situation, at least to make your body move as usual. How about it?"

Dingdang laughed at him and said sarcastically: "Can you heal me? You are so arrogant!"

“It’s not healing, it’s allowing your body to move.”

Xiao Shisanlang didn't care about her attitude and said in a gentle voice: "I know you don't believe me, I will speak with the facts."

After saying that, Xiao Shisanlang stretched out his two fingers and slowly pointed at Dingdang's forehead. He kept reminding him: "Don't worry, killing you will not do anything good for me."

Looking at the two particularly crystal-clear fingers, Xiao Dingdong's face changed again and again, and finally he endured it and said coldly: "You might as well give it a try!"

Try it, it can be understood as trying to save people, or it can be understood as trying to kill people. As Xiao Shisanlang guessed, if she forcibly cast spells at this time, the result will be more than just being injured. In addition, Shisanlang's words are reasonable, and she is extremely eager to remove hidden dangers. At this moment, she suddenly heard that the other party had a way to deal with it, even if there was only one-tenth of hope, she had to try it.

Xiao Shisanlang didn't care about this threat of puns at all. He smiled faintly and pressed his fingers against her eyebrows. The next moment, his eyes suddenly widened, as if he had discovered something that shocked her, and his eyes were full of incredible.

"You...you can actually absorb the spiritual power of others!"

It’s not that Dingdang’s fuss, but that this ability is too domineering and is simply against the will of heaven! If a monk can absorb the spiritual power of others for his own use, then why should he practice hard? Once such a person exists, it will be an unavoidable nightmare for all monks!

"Don't move, the matter is not finished yet."

Shisanlang did not answer Dingdang's question, and gave an order, and continued his great cause of sucking spirits. It can be seen that there was a light shining on Dingdang's body, extending Shisanlang's fingers and entering his body.

As the process continued, Dingdang's body gradually recovered and could do some simple movements. Therefore, although these spiritual powers were not easy to cultivate, she could only watch Shisanlang keep swallowing, and even hoped that he would swallow a little more, which was painful and happy.

Soon, Dingdang's hands and feet returned to normal. Although they were a little stiff, they did not prevent her from standing up and walking. Shisanlang then withdrew his fingers and said in a faint tone: "Get up."

"This...this is over? I'm not getting better yet!" Dingdang asked foolishly, barely supporting his body from the ground.

Even she herself felt strange. She wanted to take all the magic powers she had cultivated with great effort. If she said this, she would be regarded as a lunatic.

"That's all, it's better for you and me to get along."

Shisanlang did not laugh at her, let go of the cultivation and said, "Look at me now."

"What do you see?"

Dingdang hated his cautiousness in his heart, asked back in a flash, then covered his lips and exclaimed: "Why has your cultivation not increased at all?"

Cultivators, both spiritual and demon cultivators, have extremely keen feelings about magic power. Xiao Shisanlang's aura was naturally clear about how he jingled his breath. However, after absorbing his considerable magic power, his aura not only did not increase at all, but also decreased!

The continuous shock completely confused Dingdang. She couldn't figure out what was going on. All of this in front of her was inverted with common sense of cultivation, which made it impossible to explain. If she had to find an explanation, only Xiao Shisanlang's cultivation level was far higher than her, and she could not see the reason if she deliberately pretended to do so. Apart from this, there was no reason.

So how is that possible!

Dingdang himself thought this idea was ridiculous. If Shisanlang reached that level, why did he have to cause so much trouble? Just search the soul directly, it would not be more laborious than now.

"Do you understand? This is not a special ability, it is just a magical power. So not only can I not get any benefits, but I also have to consume a lot of mana, and the burden is not light."

Xiao Shisanlang looked at the dazed dingdong and patiently explained: "Don't think too much of it. You have seen it too. It can only absorb the uncontrollable part of your magic power in your body, and it needs physical contact, and it must be completed with the cooperation of the other party."

"That's right, otherwise who can fight you."

Dingdang seemed to understand but couldn't understand it, so he could only follow his thoughts and nodded, "Just stretch your fingers and suck other people's magic power over... This is too much."

She said it a little lightly. If that were true, this ability would be no longer an exaggeration, and it would not be described as unconventional. It was absolutely terrifying.

Shisanlang smiled and said, "Can we talk now?"

Dingdang lowered his head and was silent. Shisanlang did not urge him, allowing her to weigh the pros and cons and think slowly.

The secret room was very quiet, because all the dark prisons had been opened by Shisanlang, and some intermittent moans often came from outside the door. They heard them like howlings of resentful ghosts in their ears, which were so gloomy that it made people feel palpitations. It was the whine of some people who could not escape, could not seek death, and had to live and survive. The sound was shrill but without any emotion, and it was full of numbness and coldness.

In such an environment, both "women" were calm and ignorant of everything around them. It seemed that they were not in a dangerous place, but were breaking willows and rafting on a boat and picking lotus.

At this time, from Shisanlang's perspective, he could only see Dingdang's side face; as far as he could see, the expression on the beautiful face changed, and it seemed hesitant and difficult to resolve. Thinking about her situation from the perspective of others, Shisanlang couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion and some admiration.

The hostility between spirit and demons is deeply rooted. Although she doesn't kill it when encountering it, she will never have any good face. Although she has the spirit and demon bodies as a cover, she does not have the ability to "simulate" like Shisanlang, and can only be concealed through martial arts. It can be imagined that once she encounters a high-level monk, this concealment is nothing more than Chunyang Baixue and has no effect.

In addition, from the perspective of cultivation, this physique makes the cultivators' fighting methods more diverse, but in the long run, if the spiritual and demonic energy cannot be combined into one, it will definitely be harmful without any benefit.

It is not necessary to worry about it, to know that walking alone with such hidden dangers and even going through the Yin-Yang Canyon to the Spirit Realm has explained too many problems. It is true that this woman's cultivation may be much higher than Shisanlang, but in the environment of the Spirit Realm, she is just a drop of water in the vast ocean, and she cannot afford to make a little wave.

While thinking, I suddenly saw Xiao Dingdang looking up, smile at Shisanlang Yanran, and said, "What do you want to ask?"

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