Comprehension Dragon Soul

Early the next morning, Si Minglang got up to do morning class.The aura in this demon palace is very abundant, it seems that the person who designed this palace at the beginning had already considered the needs of the monks when they lived and practiced here.A large amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth has been absorbed into this giant formation. After preliminary refining, impurities have been reduced, and the nature of the spiritual power has become milder. It can be easily absorbed into the body by monks. The monks here include human cultivation and Demon cultivator.

I just don't know why the demon emperor set up these arrangements back then. It is impossible for him to have thought of the demon cultivators of later generations at that time, and would prepare many servants for his excellent blood. Help the blood descendants grow up as soon as possible?This kind of ethos only appeared in the past 1000 years, and there was no such method at that time.

Si Minglang didn't have the heart to go back to what happened so long ago.He recovered from the satisfaction brought by the fullness of spiritual power, and let out a long breath. In the small cave that had trapped them for ten years, although the spiritual energy was not as rich as in Xiaoyao Jianzong, it was still full of people. The tingling yin and cold air in the meridians is enough for him to practice.

When he was on his way out a few days ago, the feeling that he was surrounded by monster-like auras, requiring him to spend a lot of effort to deal with the removal of impurities, was really painful.It wasn't until today that he practiced comfortably once. The feeling of breaking free from the heavy shackles on his hands and feet and dancing lightly made him feel refreshed from the bottom of his heart.

As if he had sensed Si Minglang's mood, the spiritual power in his body surged naturally, as if it had come naturally, allowing him to smoothly advance to the middle stage of pulse condensing.At his age, this is an astounding achievement.If you subtract the ten years he spent in the small world of the cave, the speed of this cultivation becomes even more frightening.

Si Minglang didn't lament his speed of progress. He hasn't touched the threshold of Jindan yet, he is still far from his goal, and it is far from time to slack off.After slightly consolidating his internal cultivation, Si Minglang followed his plan yesterday, went to the well-leveled field outside the door, made some preparations in advance, and then dealt with the seedlings planted yesterday.

Xiaolong was still sound asleep on the bed, he seemed to have returned to his infancy now, as if he wanted to be on par with human babies, believing in the saying that every sleep grows an inch, and he never gets enough sleep.Judging from the data recorded by Si Minglang, this sleep state is indeed helpful for Xiaolong's growth and development, so he just let him go. He sleeps until full.

Si Minglang thought he had woken up very early, but he didn't expect that as soon as he opened the door, he saw a somewhat familiar figure standing in the courtyard outside—if not the nominal owner of this house, Xiao Yi, who was it?

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed, Xiao Yi seemed to be looking at the sky in a trance, his eyes turned to him with a little blankness, and he blinked, as if he just remembered who Si Minglang was, with a smile on his face: " Would you like to see these seedlings too?"

Xiao Yi looked at these new plants, and the joy in his voice was faint: "In this palace, the aura is too strong, like this mortal species, the gardeners have tried countless kinds, and all of them were given by the aura. Drunk to death, everyone said that it is too difficult to find this kind of mortal species that adapt to the spiritual environment. Only we can start to select and cultivate them from now on, and the results will not be seen until hundreds of years later. Aqiu has already arranged for people to do it Unexpectedly, what I thought was absolutely impossible, turned around right in front of my eyes."

It was only then that Si Minglang understood why they were invited into the Demon King's Palace after they only provided seeds and cabbage. Seeing Xiao Yi's appearance, it seemed that the Wolf King was involved in it, and it probably had something to do with their feelings. It makes sense.

Si Minglang kept a cautious silence, moved closer to Xiao Yi, kept a distance of two steps away from him, and looked down at the green seedlings, which were assisted by sufficient spiritual energy, and the spiritual spring and spiritual soil supplied their growth , These seeds that were only planted yesterday have already grown two or three leaves, showing a burst of vitality - different from those spirit flowers and grasses that have grown in the garden for an unknown number of years, cabbage this The plants are a little ordinary in every respect, but they are equally working hard to grow.

Si Minglang took another spiritual spring to irrigate the land, and the water droplets made those small shoots look even more crisp and tender.It's just a pity that two of these seeds failed to grow, and I don't know if the seeds were kept for too long, or after Si Minglang was put into the interspatial ring, other things affected their activity, and only two were left. And the abrupt empty position.Seeing that the two seeds could not germinate in such a favorable environment, Si Minglang wanted to take two steps forward, dig out the original seeds, and plant two more.

But Xiao Yi, who had been silently watching his movements, stopped his movements: "Just take a step." When Si Minglang turned to look at him suspiciously, Xiao Yi said with some sadness: "This palace is full of Neat and tidy, let it maintain its own appearance here."

Si Minglang lowered his head in silence. Although he thought he didn't have the obsessive-compulsive disorder to tidy everything up, looking at the field ridge with two young seedlings abruptly missing, he always felt that no matter where he looked at it, it looked very neat. weird.

Noticing Si Minglang's wordless resistance, the queen-to-be laughed lightly, as if recalling some past memories, and said with some vague sadness: "Give them another chance, too. Maybe they are trying hard to sprout at the moment, just one step slower than the other brothers, so what if we wait for him?"

These words convinced Si Minglang, and he withdrew his hand that wanted to dig the soil.The smile on Xiao Yi's face became a little more sincere, and it seemed that his appearance was different from his performance in front of the Wolf King. He looked into Si Minglang's eyes and asked openly: "Where are you from?" The seeds you got?" He said in secret, "When you were in the mountains, did you ever see a female swordsman named Xiao Shan, how is she doing now?"

Si Minglang raised his head abruptly, his eyes moved slightly as he looked at the demon cultivator in front of him who he thought was ordinary, but now he found it too strange. The name Xiao Shan, he only remembered after reacting for a while, wasn't it just the spirit beast that held grudges The female sword repairer?He also had a dispute with Si Minglang and the others. If it was an outsider, he would have no way of knowing that there was an outsider disciple with such a name in Xiaoyao Jianzong.

Coincidentally, in the past related to this female cultivator, there was indeed a male jade rabbit spirit beast with outstanding looks... Si Minglang had a guess in his mind, but in that story, it was said that the pitiful jade rabbit monster was the same as the one in front of him. Xiao Yi is so far behind. If it is Xiao Qing, it will be easier to believe. He cautiously did not admit his origin, but only answered the question on Xiao Yiming's face: "These seeds are me... The ancestors of the family discovered it when they strayed into a small world while traveling abroad."

Si Minglang briefly introduced the small world of the Demon King's Palace. When talking about the thatched hut, the surrounding fields, and the cabbage and other vegetables and fruits growing in the fields, Xiao Yi's face gradually darkened, and he lowered his eyes. , turning his face slightly so that Si Minglang couldn't see his expression clearly, he just sighed softly: "I just said, this kind of breeding thing, it doesn't take hundreds of years, how can it produce results."

Xiao Yi seemed to have understood Si Minglang's attitude, and the two of them tacitly agreed not to bring up the issue of sound transmission.

And at this moment, a male voice abruptly broke into their conversation, there is no one else who can appear and disappear in such a palace, except the wolf king Zhan Suqiu.He stood obediently outside the fence, and raised his voice: "Ayi, even if I didn't do this by myself, you can't go back on your word. Even if I'm standing on the foundation of my predecessors, God can Asking someone to deliver this seed to us, this is our fate. You promised me, one hundred times a year..."

With such a great god, no matter how many sentiments and memories there are, it is impossible to continue, and what Zhan Suqiu couldn't finish saying was the unbearable Xiao Yi who rushed forward and blocked his mouth. A blush welled up on Yi's face, and he said angrily, "Are you going to spread the word so that everyone knows?"

Then as expected, the wolf king who raised his eyebrows grabbed his arm, held him tightly in his arms again, bowed his head and kissed him.With some angry hands, Xiao Yi pushed the wolf king's shoulder with little effect, and there was no other expression of resistance.

Only a young and conservative monk like Si Minglang was left standing aside in embarrassment. He didn't know whether to pretend he didn't see anything and turn around and leave, or to stay here and wait for the two gentlemen to finish their simple After the intimate activities, come to direct him to do something.

But soon, Si Minglang discovered that he was not the only one watching.It was as if she had a sense of the wolf king growing on her body. Xiao Qing, who had never existed before, appeared not far from Si Minglang like a ghost. In her dark eyes, she could no longer see the pretense of the past. Simple and clear, but full of malice, when the wolf king let go of Xiao Yi, the demon cultivator seemed to have just recovered, and restored his usual appearance in front of others.

The surrounding atmosphere changed several times in a flash. Xiaolong, who was sleeping soundly, also woke up from a good dream. He wrapped his coat and walked out of the door of the wing room where they lived temporarily. He saw Xiao Qing's blood dripping almost instantly. Tears on the face, as if suddenly fell ill, with a kind of self-defeating madness in the whole person: "Brother, I really can't stand it anymore, I can't watch you lie to brother Zhan like this, treat me like this He's so unfair."

The blush on Xiao Yi's face faded, revealing a pale and bloodless face. Si Minglang and the others may not know that Xiao Qing has always cared about her image in front of Zhan Suqiu, and has never been as crazy as she is now.

And he already guessed what the other party was going to say.

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