040 Someone Deceived the Master and Exterminated the Ancestor
After reading it, Zhiyou felt a sense of relief.
After putting away the books, she realized that it was already dark, and she was standing in the middle of a mass grave.
The little snake got tired of playing with Sugar Bun, one limply hung on her wrist, and the other limply nestled against her body.
Zhiyuan sword struck three times, five times and two times to eliminate some blind souls. He hung in front of Zhiyou and asked calmly: "What have you realized?"
"That's a curse book."
Zhiyou walked non-stop for most of the day. When he stopped, he felt a little tired and wanted to find a place to sit down and rest immediately.
But she couldn't bear to rest in a mass grave, so she dragged her heavy steps and said, "There are some very powerful spells in there."
Some of them were so powerful that she didn’t dare to speak out.
Who dares to say that the spell that can soothe the heavens and the earth is not powerful?
Others are not bad, such as being able to revive dead trees, heal injuries, and bring dying people back to life...
The caster can do all this by relying on specific spells and spiritual energy, which makes Zhiyou feel both novel and yearning.
In the past, I had no interest in anything, but now I have found something that really interests me.
She had memorized all the spells, but she couldn't cast them until she understood the true meaning.
This was the conclusion she came to after chanting a spell on a piece of grass a dozen times.
There may also be reasons why she is not in the right mood yet.
Whether the object you want to save is vegetation, animals or people, what is needed is true compassion and a heart of help.
And now she is just experimenting,
If you don't even have the most basic conditions, how can you possibly succeed?
Zhiyou knows her own temperament. She has never been a compassionate person.
It may be related to the experience of begging when she was young. Most of the time, she just wants to be alone and not provoke others. It is best for others not to provoke her.
If she was provoked, the past would be over. It took her three lifetimes to learn how to engage in verbal disputes, and it was only for Feng Lingling.
In the past, she was so lazy that she didn't want to care about others.
She also doesn't like to deal with people. If possible, she would rather live alone in the mountains and forests all her life, living a life without fighting against the world.
She has never gotten her wish, and she doesn't know if she can really endure the loneliness day after day.
But that was the best life she imagined.
At first glance, she seemed to have a good temper, but the endings of her last two lives proved that she was actually someone who couldn't stand anger at all.
I was too lazy to put in the effort to resist and retaliate, so I ended up dragging others to die with me.
Zhiyou sometimes feels speechless about his own temper when he thinks about it.
I have lived for several lifetimes, but I have not been able to make myself more stable, more thoughtful, and even less able to make myself smarter...
Thinking of Zhiyou, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh, held the sugar bun firmly with his spiritual energy and continued to walk forward.
But having said that, her life has changed greatly in this life.
Not only does she have Sugar Bun as a companion, she also has pets, magic weapons, and even a master and an uncle. Her uncle is also a sword...
If Gou Tiandao doesn't continue to cause trouble for her, and if Fengling Ling can never be seen again, then living like this is actually not bad.
Now she has learned to care about her companions and pets. She is also motivated and wants to learn some skills.
Also, the sense of responsibility is much greater, doesn't this always urge Zhiyuanjian to clean up the mess?
So the following days turned out like this: Zhiyou kept studying various exercises, Tangbaozi played with the little snakes, and Zhiyuan sword slayed various demons.
When Zhiyou felt that he had almost finished his research on "Alchemy Art" and could find an alchemy furnace to try his skills, something great happened.
This incident was discovered by Tiandao. When he discovered this, he was so shocked that he thought he was used to seeing strong winds and waves.
Feng Lingling actually ate Ancestor Jiao Tan!
Tiandao has always kept a ray of consciousness beside Feng Lingling, and when he sensed something was wrong, Ancestor Jiao Tan was already in a death struggle.
"Ling'er, my ancestor has always treated you wholeheartedly, how could you..."
The disbelief was written all over the black face of Patriarch Jiao Tan that was so distorted that his facial features could not be distinguished.
Feng Lingling didn't know what kind of magic she used, but the body of the Jiao Ancestor in the spiritual sea was covered with blood-like things.
Those things were densely intertwined, tightly binding Ancestor Jiao Tan like a net.
Ancestor Jiao Tan kept trembling, and his originally small body was getting smaller and smaller, and he looked extremely painful.
"With all your heart? You've obviously been using me, but you have the nerve to say you'll give me all your heart!?"
Feng Lingling's eyes were blood red, and his face was covered with black veins. He looked very scary.
"Have I ever taken advantage of you?"
Ancestor Jiao Tan shouted angrily: "I have never hidden anything from you from the beginning. Haven't you done everything willingly? Don't you and I each get what we need?"
"To each his own? Bah!"
Feng Lingling spat and said: "You watched me being bullied by a beggar but still refused to teach me the true method of cultivation. I think you only care about yourself and never consider me."
Ancestor Jiaotan roared: "How many times have I told you that your foundation is still shallow and your will is not strong. If you practice forcefully, you will only go crazy. Don't you understand human language?"
"Am I weak-minded?"
Feng Lingling also roared: "There is no one with a stronger will than me. You are clearly trying to shirk."
"Hello, you're fine!"
Ancestor Jiao Tan soon became the size of a walnut, and his voice became hoarse and unpleasant. He laughed strangely and said: "From the moment you take this step, there is no possibility of becoming a god, but you can do it.
To deceive his master and destroy his ancestors, he is indeed a good candidate for cultivating evil witches. If I were as ruthless as you, I wouldn't have ended up like this."
Feng Lingling said disdainfully: "You are just a waste!"
She lived like a rat in the gutter, and could only teach her some sneaky tricks, doing useless things all day long. She had already had enough of being told what to do.
"I am indeed a waste."
Ancestor Jiao Tan gave up his struggle and let out a long sigh before quickly becoming silent.
The blood-like thing quickly sucked up the small lump, and then turned into blood mist under Feng Lingling's obscure spell and merged into the spiritual sea.
Feng Lingling's originally impure spiritual sea suddenly became increasingly turbid.
Tiandao: "..."
The two scourges who stayed together until death in their previous two lives ended up so quickly in this life?
And it wasn't because something big happened, but because he failed to take advantage of Zhiyou several times and failed to retaliate in time, Fengling Ling devoured his ancestor in a rage. This change really made Feng Lingling angry.