Fox spirit's self-cultivation

The little guy was soaked in demon energy, and his small body couldn't bear the erosion of the demon king's power. He was already trembling with pain, but he still held the young man's hand tightly, and said softly, "Because the big brother looks very sad. Phew Huh—Brother, it hurts, Feifei. Don’t cry, big brother, when I fall down during practice and feel very painful and want to cry, my big brother will say, Huhu, it won’t hurt, stand up, and everything will be fine!”

"Little ghost, it hurts to hold my hand, why don't you let go?" The devil became more and more confused.

"If big brother can not be sad or hurt, I will be helpful! I am a demon hunter, and I will become the most powerful one! Big brother said that only by suffering and suffering can one be the best, this little pain , I'm not afraid!"

Although the pain made him tremble all over and his eyes were red, the child in front of him still managed to show a smile, telling the devil in front of him not to worry.

The magic energy in his hands dissipated quietly.

The devil squatted down and looked at this little thing that was not as high as his knees.

As if in a lifetime, the blood faded and the golden eyes stared at the innocent eyes of the child in front of him.

Why are there such pure eyes in the world?There is no trace of malice, pure kindness and sincerity.

It would be great if he met a brat, or a calculating adult.

He can tell himself that this world is hopeless, and he can mercilessly tear this world apart, let the purest evil come to the world, and tear up the mastermind who killed everyone in his sect together with others.

But the pure kindness of the child in front of him awakened the demon king who was blinded by hostility and evil thoughts, and reminded him of those who taught him.

The weak power released by the child, bit by bit, dispelled the demon entrenched in his heart.

The devil squatted down and touched the child's head. His fierce face was extremely handsome: "The strongest demon hunter? Then I can tell you a secret. I am the new devil."

The child looked at the magnified face, his eyes were slightly dazed, his expression became a little dizzy, and his cheeks turned red.

The Demon King looked at the drunk child and smiled coldly.

"Are you going to cry?"

Does the little thing finally know how to be afraid?

That's right, be afraid, he is about to bring the Demon King of Destruction.

however--

"Big brother, you look so good-looking. You are the demon god. Except for the elder brother, only the demon god can be so good-looking. Well, the demon god is also the demon king? This is too strange. Why is the demon king brother so sad? Is it because he lost his way?"

Xiaotuanzi leaned forward into the boy's arms with a fascinated look like that, and pulled the boy's long hair. In the center of his blue eyes, a golden light shone, curious and admiring: "Big brother's eyes are so beautiful!" , I grow up to be a powerful monster, can I also cultivate a monster like my big brother?"

The pure golden color represents the purest demon power, which is the proof of the god's blood accumulated through merit.

The huge palm formed by the devilish energy suspended beside the child froze, then trembled slightly, almost collapsing.

The young monster race is extremely sensitive to kindness, this is a natural instinct, the aura and monster power dissipating from the young man make him subconsciously want to get close to the other party.

Looking at the little boy who was almost nestled in his arms, the Demon King felt an unspeakable emotion.

The little guy is close to him, probably because he has undispelled demon power.

That being the case, let's give up the demon power completely!

The demon king lowered his eyes, raised his hand for the last point, and injected the spiritual power generated by human worship during the growth years into the child's eyebrows.

"Yeah, I'm lost. Kid, you will have golden eyes when you grow up, remember to come to me. If I get lost again, remember, find me and stop me, this is my agreement with you."

"Hmm..." The child wanted to say something, but because of the huge infusion of spiritual power, he fell unconscious in an instant.

The devil hugged the child's body, put it on the ground, and showed a cruel smile: "Little ghost, the oath with the monster must be fulfilled with the soul."

The spiritual energy stored in the body dissipated completely, and the impact of the spiritual energy and demonic energy that split the body completely dissipated. The magical energy occupied the body and washed the soul.

Since then, the demigods who have been worshiped by human beings and practiced in good faith have completely disappeared, and only the demon king has appeared in the world.

The Demon King didn't look at the fainted child anymore. When he heard the exclamation of human beings in the distance, he waved his sleeves and rolled up the black sky, and disappeared in place.

The devilish energy floating around the young monster clan also swept away.

A large piece of lush bamboo withered in an instant, and the vitality was sucked away by the escaping magic energy. In the bleakness, the little child gradually changed its appearance, and the feathers covered the body. In a moment, eggshells appeared, completely enveloping the child.

The peacock brothers who followed them were dumbfounded when they saw the white as jade peacocks on the ground—only when they were seriously injured or the marrow and root bones were degenerated, the peacocks would return to the egg shape, and then most of the memory would be washed away. Hatching is still a mystery.

In an era without aura, where does the aura come from that can cleanse the essence, cut the marrow and improve the root bone? Obviously, my stupid brother was plotted against by someone!

The two brothers Kong Mo and Kong Qing were all red-eyed, and knelt down in the bleak bamboo forest with their white peacock eggs in their arms.

"Which one! Which bastard is plotting against my younger brother! Come out, I will fight you desperately!"

"Which bastard would attack such a cute child! Come out and let me beat you to death! Bastard!"

It's a pity that a certain new demon king who is so cruel that he can attack young children didn't hear the heart-piercing roar of the two brothers.

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When the devil is emotional, the mark of the devil will be activated. Therefore, when Zheng Xuanli looked at his dusty memory for a long time, Kong Lingxiao was also affected by the memory.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he felt turbulent, and a bamboo forest appeared in front of him.

The evening wind blows the bamboo forest, and in a wooden house, a young man in black is talking to a child in his arms.

Kong Lingxiao looked confused. Of course he knew the storyteller, who was his elder brother, but where is this bamboo forest?

After he was born, he only saw an open space. This bamboo forest made him feel a little nostalgic, but it was very strange.

I only heard the big brother Kong Mo in my memory say quietly: "Brother, you are the only peacock spirit who has opened up the talent today, and Ming Wangmu will be your help. Since the end of the Dharma Era, the aura of heaven and earth has dissipated, and the monster race has also disappeared. Like us Brothers like this can still be hatched, and there are fewer and fewer."

The child with a little gold in his pupils sucked his fingers, and said in a childish voice, "Brother, what is the Dharma-Ending Age and what is Ming Wangmu?"

Kong Mo pulled out his younger brother's fingers and wiped off the saliva: "The eldest brother is a peacock spirit, the second brother is also a peacock spirit, and you and the fourth brother are also peacock spirits. But the fourth brother has not yet hatched... I hope the remaining aura in this place can make him grow up." Birth safely. Ming Wangmu... well, actually I don’t know either.”

"Then who knows?" The little boy looked up at the man and said earnestly.

"Who knows? The demon god knows that he has the strongest demon eyes, which look similar to King Ming's eyes. But now, probably no one knows. The aura has dissipated, and the demon clan has disappeared. Our peacock clan survived because of us My ancestor was friends with the demon god, and he bestowed spiritual energy on our family. However, that demon god has disappeared for a long time.”

"What is a demon god?"

Kong Mo looked disappointed: "The demon god is an auspicious beast enshrined by humans, and its body is a stone statue. It is much more difficult to cultivate a demon god from a stone than other demon clans. His appearance is extremely beautiful, and he is a true god. With a certain appearance, once you see him, you will know what a truly powerful monster race and god should look like."

The child who was playing with his fingers raised his head, confused and dissatisfied, and said, "Is the demon god prettier than Big Brother and Little Ling Xiao? Obviously Big Brother and Ling Xiao are the most beautiful peacocks!"

"It's not that peacocks are good-looking. You see, your second brother is not good-looking. It is indeed rare to see people as good-looking as the eldest brother and Ling Xiao, but according to the records of the ancestors, the appearance of the demon god is even more beautiful than our peacock clan. I really want to see what he looks like!"

The big peacock, Kong Mo, became more and more emotional.

"However, a long time ago, demonic energy was rampant, and the demon god's job was to exorcise demons. In order to disperse the monsters, he suddenly disappeared. The establishment of the Demon Hunter Association was to uphold the wish of the demon gods, to eliminate all monsters in the world and protect human beings."

"Has the demon lost his way?"

"I don't know. My eldest brother wasn't even born at that time. I only heard from the elders that he might have just lost his way." Kong Mo lowered his eyes, looking extremely sad.

It has been gone for a long time, Lord Demon God, probably died.

The child stretched out his hand to touch his brother's eyes, and said softly: "Brother, don't be sad. The demon god will definitely find his way home, and when Ling Xiao sees someone who is prettier than his elder brother, he will bring him back. He must be the demon god." !"

Kong Mo hugged his younger brother into his arms: "Okay. But Ling Xiao, you have to remember that not only demon gods are good-looking, but also powerful monsters are also very beautiful. You have to learn to recognize monsters and demon gods. At this time, demon gods It will be of great help..."

The little Kong Lingxiao listened carefully.

"It's a pity that the spiritual power is still not enough. You have inspired the demon eyes because of the spiritual power you were born with. But when the spiritual power dissipates, the demon eyes will close soon and will not be awakened until you grow up and get an opportunity. Ling Xiao, take this opportunity to feel your Eyes, he will become your weapon, and will help you break through all obstacles in the future. Read along with me..."

The young peacock spirit closed her eyes and listened to her elder brother's teaching to feel carefully.

After a while, everything around him gradually faded away. The child moved his body and said in doubt: "Brother, I feel so uncomfortable. There seems to be a fire on my body. On my chest...Brother!"

The child's figure grew bigger, and Kong Lingxiao, who was reviewing his memory, merged with his young self. Kong Lingxiao woke up suddenly, and raised his hand to hold his chest.

"Is it uncomfortable? Little Peacock, it's because you forgot our agreement." A strange male voice said.

"What agreement? Yes, Zheng Xuanli, you lied to me again." Kong Lingxiao retracted the fragment of his childhood memories that he had forgotten, and turned to look at the voice.

There should be only one person who would jokingly call him Little Peacock.

However, after turning around, he saw a cloud of demonic aura soaring into the sky, and a stranger standing in it.

Like a boy, or a young man, the demonic energy blurred his figure and destroyed the lush bamboo forest. In those eyes, there was only endless loneliness and tumbling incomprehensible emotions.

Kong Lingxiao's pupils constricted.