[Slow Travel] How to show affection correctly

【You should know that this is my strength, and I will not be hurt by it. 】

A malicious smile appeared on Mo's face: "Of course I know, but I'm in a bad mood, so I can vent my anger, can't I?"

Its four eyes darkened, and gradually dissipated in the rain together with the black mist-like figure.

And with its disappearance, except for Mo, everything here was once again shrouded in heavy rain.

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At the once-in-a-century meeting of the cultivation world, monks from various sects remained silent until a middle-aged man with a red beard broke the deathly silence.

"This kind of demon can't be eliminated!" He slapped the table with one hand, and the "bang bang" slapped loudly.

The white-bearded man in the crimson Taoist robe next to him snorted coldly: "It's nice to say, who has come back after going so far? Why don't you go by yourself if you have the ability."

The middle-aged man laughed loudly: "Hahaha, who am I? Isn't this my own mother-in-law who fooled around with the disciples of the inner sect? No wonder he didn't dare to go. Presumably the backlash from the Taoist couple's oath has not slowed down yet! "

"you--"

The two were arguing so much that they were about to fight, the man in the golden robe who was sitting at the head raised his hand, easily separated the two, and sent them back to their respective seats.

"Killing monks and cultivating evil methods has violated the original intention of the cultivator. This person is really evil and crooked, and those who rebel - must be punished."

"My lord, that man's skills are amazing. How can I kill him! The souls of those who have died in his hands so far are gone. If there is no good way, I will not dare to go!" The age is only seventeen The eight-year-old new head was dressed in snow-white mourning clothes, with a terrified expression.

His master and fellow disciples were all brutally killed, leaving only him who was cowardly and timid by nature. He wanted to hide in seclusion, but he had to attend this meeting for the sake of himself and the sect's reputation.

It would be best if someone stood up and was willing to take the lead, but if not...

He saluted the man in the golden robe. "I beg your lord to come out!"

All of a sudden, the words "seeking the venerable to leave the customs" were shouted from the heads and disciples of various sects and sects. The man in the golden robe twisted the whisk in his arms and smiled, his two long and narrow eyes almost narrowed into a slit.

"That's natural."

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Mo didn't know that his deeds had already spread in the cultivation world and attracted a lot of hostility. Those people even planned to launch a siege and interception against him soon.

——Maybe even if he knew, he would just smile coldly.

After being expelled from God's Domain, his life became very boring.

In order not to let the breath on his body pollute other worlds, causing the God's Domain to continue to collapse, and multiplying the burden on the God Lord, he dared not leave this world, and similarly, other gods in the God's Domain would not and would not enter.

Every day, he rises at sunrise and sleeps at sunset. Except for occasionally feeding the egg to the person who delivered it to his door, he spends the rest of the time doing nothing and wandering around.

God doesn't need to sleep originally, but for the secret thought in his heart, whenever the sun goes down, he will lie on his side in the shape of a human with his eyes closed and fall asleep.

It snowed a few days ago.The snow fell heavily, crushing the hut that Mo had built before.It is said to be a hut, but it is actually a roof made of withered weeds and branches, and the so-called bed is just a dry rock surface, so he has no regrets about it.

Mo leaned against the tree trunk, watching the setting sun gradually sinking under the mountains, turning the surrounding snow into a dazzling orange.

"Good night." He said softly, but he didn't know who he was speaking to.

He had a dream.

God should not be able to dream, but at this moment he clearly knows that he is dreaming.

He dreamed of a deer, a deer all white, as if born out of ice and snow.The deer walked on the winding mountain road, and he followed closely behind the deer, stepping on the pink flowers and yellow-green leaves that grew out of the deer's hoof prints.

They stopped under a giant tree that was almost identical to the sacred tree in the domain of the gods - except for the color.

The deer looked back at him, then kicked its hind legs suddenly, jumped into the trunk and disappeared, leaving only the surface of the trunk shaking like ripples on the surface of water.

Mo was awakened.

He was panting heavily, still immersed in those blue eyes in his dream.Then he immediately jumped down from the tree and ran in the northwest direction.

Thanks to the memory that is too good to be a god-he has seen the road in his dream!

Mo walked forward on the narrow and rugged road, the snow covered almost the whole world was dyed white, and he was the only strange color in this white world.

There were no deer's hoof marks on the snow, but he stubbornly stepped on it according to the positions of those small pit marks in the dream.The fluffy snow was squeezed under the soles of the feet and made a creaking sound, covering up the slight movement of the eggshell cracking at the waist.

When Mo stepped on the last footprint according to memory, a light blue wind suddenly swirled around him.

The wind passed through his fingers, and Mo felt his divine power flow out of his fingertips with the wind uncontrollably. They were entangled, elongated, and deformed, like two black and blue snakes in the air. Dancing with the wind.

They turned faster and faster, and Mo seemed to hear the crisp sound of something breaking in the wind.

As if to confirm what he heard was true, a light spot suddenly appeared in front of his toes.The two intertwined forces seemed to be attracted by something, and suddenly stopped spinning and got into the light spot.Immediately afterwards, a thin line extended from the light spot, stretching forward against the snow surface.

There was a sudden "bang" in the air, and Mo was surprised to see a huge, glass-like inverted pyramid appear out of thin air.

Its surface is already covered with cracks, and the thin line of blue light is just connected to the sharp corner at the bottom of it, while the light is spreading and spreading along the countless cracks to the sharp corner at the top.

When the light blue light covered the cracks in the entire vertebral body, the fragments were forcibly separated and fell down piece by piece.

The moment the contents inside were completely exposed, Mo found himself trembling all over.

It was a towering giant tree, all pure black from the trunk to the ends of the branches.

— just like what he saw in his dream.

Before he noticed, the scattered fragments turned into the purest force. It held Mo's hand and guided his divine power into the giant tree.

The location of the trunk began to swell, and it became like a group of thick, twisted vines.

Mo heard the sound of a heartbeat.

The intertwined vines began to move in the opposite direction of twisting, gradually forming a ball.The vine seemed to be pulled out by something, and a gap was exposed in front of Mo.

The moment he looked in, his pupils constricted.

There is a person inside.