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Just when Lin Mo made up his mind to try his best to kill the Yin-Yang grass, he saw that the spiritual energy and magic breath were slowly absorbed by the Yin-Yang grass as if he had been summoned!

What, are you rebelling now?

Lin Mo was extremely depressed.Although these powers are not his, but at least they have lived in his body for so long, and it is really unacceptable for him to surrender to the enemy before the battle.

The yin-yang grass doesn't care about Lin Mo's complicated inner activities. The strange thing is that at the moment when the spiritual power and magic breath touched it at the same time, a strange thing happened——

As if the camera slowed down, Yin Yangcao's crazy plunder of power suddenly stopped!

When it had only spiritual power before, it was like a vicious robber, absorbing all the spiritual power ferociously, but now, it has changed its previous style, becoming very gentle, even a little shy.It absorbs the two kinds of power little by little, and sometimes stops for a while, as if it is weighing which one is more delicious.And the spiritual power and magic breath seemed to know its meaning, they flowed into its root system delicately, nourishing the yin and yang grass, just like moths flying to a flame, wanting to use their own strength to add to the flames.

For some reason, Lin Mo actually felt a kind of peace from his heart.He stared blankly at the happy scene in front of him, and the sense of crisis of impending disaster was swept away.

Speaking of which, what should I do now?Lin Mo stared blankly at his sea of ​​consciousness.He found that no matter it was the magic breath, spiritual power or Yin-Yang grass, they all looked very happy and invested in it. He, the master of the sea of ​​knowledge, seemed like an outsider at this time...

And I didn't die from being sucked dry.

Lin Mo thought silently, feeling a kind of neglected loneliness for some reason—when a person finally made up his mind to make a life-or-death decision, and was suddenly told that this matter had nothing to do with him, he would probably feel this kind of sense of loss of.

He had no choice but to "squat" down in the sea of ​​consciousness, looking at everything in front of him lonely.

There is no concept of time in the sea of ​​consciousness, and Lin Mo doesn't know how long it has passed. He just quietly watched the speed of the energy in his body being absorbed by the yin-yang grass increase bit by bit, and they also decreased bit by bit.

Before Lin Mo reached the Nascent Soul stage, the spiritual power in his body was already extremely large, and then nearly half of the spiritual power was eroded by the magic breath, and the two powers were almost evenly matched.The Yin Yang Grass nibbled at them slowly, obviously considering some kind of balance.Therefore, almost at the same time, Lin Mo's spiritual power and magic breath had bottomed out.

When my power is absorbed, what will happen next? ...Ah, is there finally something about me?Lin Mo stood up excitedly, not knowing what he was excited about.

According to common sense, Lin Mo should be worried that he will die if his vitality is sucked up by the yin-yang grass, but after the extremely boring waiting, no matter what happens, it will be an exciting change.

Lin Mo looked at the Yin Yang Grass expectantly, secretly guessing the next change.

Zhu Xiaojiu stared dumbfounded at the distant sky——

I saw a black and a white rainbow going through the sky, like two huge dragons flying into the sky, crashing into one place with a bang.In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, and the entire island trembled slightly.

That seems to be the direction Master left...

Zhu Xiaojiu immediately stood in awe.

——As expected of a master, he has such an aura casually!

Lin Mo, who was full of momentum in Zhu Xiaojiu's mind, was looking at the two huge forces as if they came from outside the sky, providing further nourishment to the yin-yang grass in an endless stream.

It turned out that it was those two lakes, they were attracted, and they finally came to complete the vitality of the yin-yang grass.

It's just that I still don't have anything to do... Lin Mo can't go out now, can't do anything, let alone cultivate, there is nothing in the sea of ​​consciousness, so he can only "lie down" boredly, watching Know the sky above the sea.

Time has no meaning at this moment, whether it is a moment or 100 years, Lin Mo just looked straight at it.

He knows the incompatibility of spiritual power and magic breath. As long as the two meet, they will fight to the death. Power, unexpectedly as soft and harmless as a cloud.

He vaguely grasped something, and felt that this seemed to be an opportunity for him.

So Lin Mo turned his attention to Yin Yang Grass again.

There is still nothing there, and all changes are still brewing.

He could only stare at the nothingness.

When will we wait?Lin Mo's thoughts drifted away boundlessly.

At first, he was still thinking about Zhu Xiaojiu and Yuanlai.

Did Xiao Jiu poke a hole?Has Yuan Lai's hand grown well?

Still later, he thought of himself and recalled his life so far.There are the ups and downs before crossing, the wandering after crossing, and those who have met.There are the most vicious and dark ones, as well as the most kind and selfless ones. Some people live a dull life but are happy, some people live a clear life but are lonely, and some people can’t tell whether they are good or bad—these people account for the vast majority.

What am I like?He tried to see himself through the eyes of an outsider.

—— Lin Mo has never understood himself so well as at this moment.

He thought about the sins he had committed and the people he had hurt; he also thought about the good deeds he had done and the people he had helped.

Then, he concluded with such satisfaction.

Not too good, not too bad.I am a person.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Mo even forgot about "I". His gaze was fixed on the front of his eyes, as if he himself was transformed into it, becoming a part of the yin-yang grass, a part of the power.

Finally, at a strange moment, the entire sea of ​​consciousness seemed to pause.

Lin Mo had expected it a long time ago, and he held his breath.