Fall in love with the Night God

In the demon cave, two demons fought against Wuchen with swords. They despised the handsome young man in front of them, thinking he was an ordinary practicing immortal.

The yellow-skinned man smiled sinisterly and said sternly: "Hahaha, little man, you are seeking death on your own! I will make sure you never come back today!"

Huang Pizi jumped up again and slashed at Wuchen with his knife.

Wuchen knew clearly in his heart that she had become possessed by a demon, and he must not spare her life. Today, he would start killing.

A cold light shot out from his eyes, and he stretched out his hand to summon his Death Star Sword, the blade of which glowed with a faint blue light.

Wuchen waved the divine sword in his hand, and the sword light penetrated the body of Huang Pijing, and instantly the body turned into dust in mid-air.

The Red Flower Snake Spirit was so frightened that she took several steps back and knelt down to beg for mercy.

"God Lord, have mercy on me, God Lord, have mercy on me! The little demon has no eyesight, and the little demon will never dare to do anything wrong again..."

"Tell me, who gave you that jug of wine?" Wuchen asked coldly, pointing his sword at the snake spirit.

"Then...that...that jug of wine was brought back by Huang Pizi. I...I don't know, I really don't know!" Snake Spirit stammered back in fright.

"You bastard, you were bewitched by an evil spirit! This is an unforgivable crime!" Wu Chen angrily yelled. He could kill her with just a wave of his hand.

"Sir, please forgive me. I saw something strange about that pot of wine, but I didn't drink it! The little demon is pregnant, please let me go!" The snake spirit kowtowed and begged for mercy.

Wuchen cast a spell to find out, and it was indeed the case. He couldn't bear to kill again.

Just put a barrier around this cave and seal the snake demon here firmly.

Wuchen neatly executed the demons in the demon cave and suppressed the snake spirit.

Xiaobai watched the whole process with wide eyes and dumbfounded, and secretly rejoiced in his heart: Fortunately, I was not possessed by the devil, otherwise I would have been like that yellow man, and instantly disappeared into ashes.

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Xiaobai didn't dare to speak all the way, and obediently followed Wuchen back to the Immortal Pavilion.

Seeing his serious expression, she sat quietly opposite Wuchen and rubbed her fingers nervously.

Wuchen sat on the tea table and stared at Xiaobai expressionlessly. After a moment of silence, he said with a cold face:

"From now on, don't eat things you don't know where they come from! Don't make friends with little monsters who don't know the details. You must learn to distinguish good from evil and see right from wrong. Those little monster elixirs are intact and can resist a small amount of evil demon poison. Your inner The pill breaks into pieces, and if you touch it even a little bit, it will drive you crazy!"

"If I had come back later, you would have been reduced to ashes on the torture platform."

Xiaobai pursed his lips in shame and nodded.

"You also need to avoid being greedy in your cultivation. Practice solidly. In time, you will naturally have the opportunity to ascend to the fifth heaven."

Xiaobai stood up and kowtowed: "Thank you, Immortal Lord, for saving my life. Xiaobai will remember your teachings and practice with concentration. I will definitely repay your life-saving grace in the future."

Seeing Xiao being so sincere, Wuchen sighed softly: "Get up, you don't need to repay me!"

He stretched out his hand to cast a spell, and the tooth amber around Xiaobai's neck flew back into his palm. Then he said:

"I have allowed you to be free in the past few years, and you have done a lot of harm to the little animals under the mountain. The killing is too serious. As a punishment, you will not be allowed to leave the Immortal Pavilion for a hundred years!"

"Ah, a hundred years?" When Xiaobai heard this, he immediately became anxious.

"Yeah~" Wuchen snorted coldly.

Xiao Bai immediately gave up: "Okay, one hundred years, just one hundred years, not more than one day!"

Wuchen answered with a straight face: "Not even a day is missing! And you should fast and eat vegetarian food!"

Xiaobai pouted and didn't dare to speak anymore. She was afraid of angering him. If she was locked up in this small world for another hundred years, her life as a beast would really be meaningless.

Xiaobai secretly cursed the old god in his heart: That old god is really good at deceiving children. He made me run three thousand miles just to be trapped and imprisoned here. I went out to learn from his master! I've been shut down for a hundred years, and I'm still not allowed to eat meat. My child, I'm still growing!

Thus began a hundred years of confinement and fasting.

After Xiaobai was reborn, his cultivation returned to before liberation overnight. His magic power was so meager that it could be ignored, and he could only maintain his human form for half a day.

Wuchen could only teach her patiently from the beginning, arranging for her to recite mental methods, read scriptures, and practice spells every day.

Spells are also practiced from the simple beginning.

Just a simple spell like lighting a fire would take her half a month to practice.

Early in the morning, Xiaobai was in the pavilion, silently reciting his thoughts to the wood in the stove, and then with a finger, the wood ignited. Xiaobai was overjoyed:

"Finally lit it! As long as you still have life, you can learn how to do it!"

Xiao Bai knew that all his hundreds of years of cultivation had disappeared overnight, so what he learned this time was much more diligent than before. I have changed from my previous habit of memorizing mental dharma in a hazy way and forgetting all the scriptures after reading them.

On this day, Xiaobai was reading scriptures at his desk, while Wuchen sat across from him and listened.

He was quite satisfied when he saw that Xiaobai was focused on reading and his words were clear. When I was interested, I drew the first portrait of Xiaobai.

In the painting, Xiaobai is reciting classics at her desk. She looks very cute studying seriously. She has a fluffy bun, a fair face, a pink mouth, her eyes are staring at the book, and her little hands are holding the corners of the book.

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Time flies, and the hundred years are almost over. Xiaobai has grown one year older. Apart from her appetite and growth, everything else is unsatisfactory.

His magic power is only slightly stronger, and his body shape can only last three or four hours. Although she has been very diligent, her spell cultivation is at the level of a little demon of two to three hundred years at most.

In addition, he still looks like a glutton for eating and sleeping, and he often sleeps for more than ten hours without waking up.

Wuchen looked at the little white beast sleeping soundly on the white jade platform, and sighed helplessly:

"It seems like today's studies are going to be wasted again! It's been nearly a hundred years, and your magic power hasn't improved much! What's the problem?"

Wuchen was puzzled and couldn't help but wonder: Is Xiaobai's lack of results because his body is not adapting to it after being reborn? Or did I cast the spell wrong? My divine bone is something that a normal little demon would only need half a finger to do! What happened to Xiaobai? Go back and check the ancient books.

Wuchen hesitated and walked out of the Immortal Pavilion, then disappeared.

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In the past six months, Wuchen has been quite busy and often does not come to Xiange for three to five days.

When Xiaobai was bored, he learned to carve small wooden pieces to pass the time.

She has been here for almost two hundred years, and she still doesn't know the name of the Immortal Pavilion. She had asked Wuchen before, but Wuchen said that she had never given the Immortal Pavilion a name.

After finishing his homework in the morning, Xiaobai sat in front of the stone table in the yard and carved his own little piece. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his little head:

"Yes"

She pulled out a long wooden board from the basket and worked on it for a long time with a carving knife.

A house plate was carved, and Xiaobai looked at the three crooked words on it with satisfaction: Shenyin Pavilion

"Shenyin Pavilion, yes, very good, I'll hang it up now."

The house number was hung by Xiaobai on the door frame on the left. Two strings of crabapple flowers she carved were hung below for decoration.

evening. When Wuchen came back to the Immortal Pavilion, he stepped on the steps and saw the unique house number. His eyebrows moved slightly and he praised in his heart:

Shenyin Pavilion, the name is not bad!