The blood sacrifice of the devil

In the early morning, Mengjie came to the back mountain of Mengjia, where she had been hiding and practicing for nearly two years.

Meditating and practicing. She found that there is no trace of internal force in her dantian. There is a gray-white aura flowing in her body, which hinders her cultivation everywhere. Every time she collides with that aura vigorously, she will make herself Fierce failure. It always causes my breath to be confused. I can't breathe.

When being beaten too much by others, she will also resist and retort. When they say that there is an aura in their body that makes them unable to practice, they will burst into laughter. Waste is waste. They will use some jokes as excuses!

Exhale a foul breath. Open your eyes. Look into the distance.. In this Tianji Continent. In this world where martial arts are respected... no ability... nothing!

She failed again this time. Fighting against that breath can only end in defeat.

Lying on the ground and struggling to breathe heavily. Every time I fail, I feel embarrassed.

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Close your eyes and open your eyes. One day has passed like this. If it is not known in advance that it is evening, I am afraid that it is difficult for anyone to tell whether the sun in the sky is sunrise or sunset.

Mengjie stood on the top of the cliff, lowered her head, and looked at everything under the cliff with empty eyes. This feeling of looking down is really good. But the reality is always cruel. Hehe~ shook his head and smiled, turned around and flung his sleeves away .

Back home. Hastily ate dinner from mother. Got to get up again because the Great Elder told her to go to Library Pavilion.

I know that nothing good will happen. I have no choice. If I don’t go, I have to go.

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As soon as I stepped into the Library Pavilion, a smell of books came to my nose. It was also the first time for Meng Jie to visit Mengjia Library Pavilion. I heard that there are many mental techniques and martial arts here. The attic is divided into seven floors. But you can enter the seventh No one can enter the seventh floor except the three elders of the Meng Family. If you reach the green bamboo realm, you can go to the first floor here to take a book of martial arts. Meng Jie sneered inwardly. Not even the yellow bamboo Reached. How could it be possible to enter this library... Hehe

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The Great Elder sitting facing the gate. Looking at the notorious waste of this family.

The corners of the mouth are slightly curved upwards. Sneering. "Meng Jie..."

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This call pulled Meng Jie back from her thoughts. "I... I heard that you can't enter the Library Pavilion unless you reach the green bamboo. What's the matter with the Great Elder asking Meng Jie to come?" Meng Jie raised her head to meet those cold Cold smiling eyes. Every time she sees this kind of eyes, she feels uneasy.

"It's nothing. It's just that the library is short of people to clean it. It's not appropriate to send those people. After thinking about it, there is a little Mengjie in Mengjia who can't practice. So it's the most appropriate to call you here. I'm not afraid of you." Peeping at the books inside. Because..." The Great Elder deliberately paused, pretending to be very regretful and shaking his head.

"Because Mengjie can't practice! Right? Mengjie also knows that Mengjie is a waste. The elder actually doesn't need to remind me everywhere. I just come here to clean up. Is there anything else the elder can do? If it's okay, Mengjie Going back to rest." Mengjie suppressed her dissatisfaction as much as possible and answered calmly. Every time she heard the four words 'unable to cultivate' from their mouths, it was undoubtedly a fatal blow. And that fake expression. I want to erase it, but I want to pretend to pity her. She hates those hypocrites. Here, no one believes her except her own mother who does not exclude herself.

The Great Elder saw that her reaction was not particularly violent, and he admitted to himself calmly. He was a little surprised, but was soon overwhelmed by a thrill of victory. This time, he really suppressed her to the end... Isn't it like becoming a slave now? Is it...

"It's nothing...you can go back. After tomorrow, you move here alone. You are not allowed to step out of this library in less than two years! Remember to clean it every day..."

Before the Great Elder finished giving her orders, Meng Jie flung her sleeves and left first. As soon as she stepped out of the attic door, a sentence came from behind, "The strong are honored, and the weak are slaves!"

Hearing this sentence, she turned around suddenly and looked at the tall elder. Her hands were tightened subconsciously. She wished she could pounce on him and tear his fake smiling face into pieces!

"Huh! One day! I will trample you under my feet! No matter how much I pay! Hard work!" Meng Jie gritted her silver teeth and glared at the elder with murderous eyes.

The Great Elder was stared with eyes full of murderous intent, making his whole body uncomfortable... and also frightened at the same time. If the murderous intent could kill people,... she could kill him thoroughly this time. It seems that this time it was completely It irritated her.. If this little guy grows up in the future.. Will he really kill himself? But... his feeling was once again covered by his own thoughts and turned into a sneer... She is a person who cannot cultivate trash!Destined not to kill myself...

"Hahaha! Not bad! Ambitious. Then work hard slowly...don't die too early... Hehehe!"

Meng Jie gritted her teeth, turned and walked away, she was afraid she couldn't help but rush forward to die first...

Leaving Mengjie and leaving Zangshuge, running angrily... just looking for a place to vent...

My head was filled with killing intent. I didn't care about the road in front of me, and suddenly I ran into someone's arms. The faint fragrance of jasmine. This is the unique fragrance of my mother.

"Mengjie...silly child. Are you angry again?" Mengjie's mother, Shangguan Mingyu, gently embraced her in her arms, stroking the back of Mengjie's head with her hand.

"Mom.. I have worked really hard.. but the breath in my body has been repelling the internal energy that has been cultivated for many years. Every time I raise the breath, the breath will fight with the internal force. Eliminate a trace of internal force in my body ,." Mengjie cried in her mother's arms.. She really never lied.. This is the truth

"The Great Elder sent you to Zangshu Pavilion? And you can't step out for two years?...Maybe you will gain something...This is my mother's intuition." Ming Yu took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the tears from the corners of Meng Jie's eyes. muttered

"Will there be any gains?" Meng Jie looked up at her mother and stopped sobbing

"Be good, don't cry. Tears are reserved for the weak. Try to find them. There will be results"

"En! I will work hard, and I will never give up," she said, lying in her mother's arms and fell into a deep sleep