top of the moon

When Minglin opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the blue sky and thick tree branches.What I heard in my ears was the rustling of leaves blown by the wind and the ding-dong sound of spring water flowing, and what I smelled was the smell of green grass.

Quiet, very quiet, a little unusually quiet.

There is no pain in the body, I just feel that my soul is shaking. I can't explain that feeling, but I feel that the soul wants to leave the ****, and the **** is trying to pull the soul back.

Minglin was a little curious, is it like this after death?Can hear, smell, see and feel?Minglin lay on the ground without moving for a long time.

Until a black bird flew down from the branch and landed on his face. This bird has been watching him since just now.The black bird pecked at his face, and Minglin felt the pain, and realized that he didn't seem to be dead like this.

Minglin sat up, the little bird was frightened and flew away.Minglin looked at his hands, they were white, his fingers were slender, and there were some calluses on his fingertips. Everything was normal, the only abnormal thing was that his palms were a little small, which is not what a grown man should have. Then he looked at his body , This is the body of a teenager, obviously not as tall as an adult should be.What's happening here?

Minglin took a quick look around, there was a small stream not far away, Minglin walked over it in a few steps.The stream turned out to be black!At this time, Minglin also ignored the doubts in his heart, and focused on looking at his own face.

It was only then that Minglin could see his own face clearly. This face was beautiful, it could be said to be amazing, the eyebrows and eyes were very similar to his own, but it was by no means his own face.Although Minglin didn't want to admit it, his original appearance was really amazing. Back then, when Minglin was not the devil everyone shouted at, there were not a few people who liked him among the immortal sects in the cultivation world. He is number one on the leaderboard.

Looking at this person carefully, he looks good, but no matter how you look at it, he is only fourteen or fifteen years old.

How could he be in this body?

Minglin remembered that he was already dead. He should have died when he sacrificed his soul with blood.

Minglin walked back to the place where he just woke up, squatted down and inspected carefully, there was only one remnant formation.The formation was something he had never seen before, and it was very strange. Just looking at some of the broken formations, he could feel the powerful power and evil intentions of this formation, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Was the owner of this body resurrected him with a formation?Or did someone else find this body and formation to revive him?What is the purpose of resurrecting him?

Minglin got up and looked around, the mountains surrounded this valley, there was no aura, it was not a suitable place to set up an array to summon spirits.There is no immortal energy here, but evil spirit is strong.Minglin pointed his finger on the nearby tree, felt the evil spirit surging around, and bounced back after a while.

No wonder the branches and leaves are dense here, but there is a faint black air, and it is unreasonably quiet.This is because someone used an unknown method to seal the evil spirit in the trough, and the evil spirit penetrated into the trees, so Ming Lin had a strange feeling just now.

Someone sealed these evil spirits, probably because of that weird formation.And I was resurrected by someone, but there was no one around, and the person was resurrected but I disappeared.Minglin thought about it for a while, before he died, he was the public enemy of the entire immortal sect and even the entire cultivation world.Lots of enemies, but no friends.Before he became a public enemy, he had a good friend, but later that person wanted to kill himself.

So at this moment, Minglin really couldn't figure out who revived him.I don't know what the purpose of that person is.

"Bai Ling, Bai Ling..." A young boy's voice sounded not far away, and that voice was getting closer.

Before Minglin could sort out his thoughts, that person ran over.He is a young man with handsome features, about the same age as his own body, with two burdens on his back.The cloth he was wearing was the same style as Minglin's, and Minglin watched him hold his arm calmly.Minglin didn't like touching people before, so Minglin pulled out his arm.

"Bai Ling, didn't you say to go and make it easy? Why is it taking so long? If you don't hurry, it will be too late. I think it's a little tricky here. Let's go quickly." cause him any reaction.

It turned out to be someone who knew the owner of this body. It turned out that the owner of this body was called Bai Ling.

"I took a break just now, let's go now." Minglin decided to go with the young man temporarily, to find out the origin of this body first.

"I can carry my own baggage by myself, I can't carry it!" The young man handed the slightly worn-out baggage to Minglin.

"I'll just come." Minglin suppressed his doubts and took the burden.

"It's too quiet here. Usually there are insects and birds singing in the woods, but not here. It's strange. I'm a little scared. Let's go quickly. We have to get out of this woods before dark..."

Minglin carried the burden on his back, followed behind the young man who was talking like a bean, and listened silently to the young man's words.Occasionally, he would ask a few more questions, inquire about the origin of the owner of the body, and then inquire about the cultivation world.

Minglin followed the young man on his way and left the trough before dark.When the two stepped out of the trough, Minglin turned his head and saw that the seal of the trough was broken, and the evil spirit was overflowing like a strong wind, Minglin squinted his eyes and waited for the wind to stop.The low valley seals the evil energy, and the mountains are full of aura. Before he died, he had studied many formations, but he had never seen such a strange one.Generally, when setting up an formation, one should either choose a place with abundant aura, or a place with extreme negativity. This is the first time he has experienced setting up an formation in a place with strong evil aura and aura.

"Ah, why is there a strong wind here? Why does it feel so cold." The young man gathered his clothes together, "Bai Ling, don't look, let's go quickly, my heart is flustered." The young man urged Ming Lin.

"it is good."

Minglin and the young man slept in the open in the deep mountains, roasting dry food around the campfire, while Bai Chen was talking.Bai Chen is a young man, a 14-year-old boy.

"Bai Ling, why don't you speak?" Bai Chen's big eyes were full of doubts, and Ming Lin lowered his head and fiddled with the scones.

"I'm a little tired, the cake is ready, eat it quickly." Minglin handed a cake to Bai Chen, who was attracted by the eating, so he didn't continue the topic just now.

Minglin took the leftover cake and gnawed on it. Bai Chen was young and didn't have the twists and turns of an adult.It is easy to be distracted, and it takes a little effort to get the words out.

Minglin only spent a little thought, and figured out what he wanted to know.For example, the owner of this body is Bai Ling, an orphan who lived on the street since he was a child, and was adopted by Bai Xin's parents when he was five years old.These two points are quite similar to Minglin, who was also an orphan and was later adopted by the Mo family in Yecheng.Bai Chen's parents adopted Bai Ling because they wanted him to be Bai Chen's companion, and when Bai Chen grew up, he would have an extra labor force.Bai Chen's parents are monks, and they do some work of eliminating little demons on weekdays, and hunt for a living when they are not alive.Later, Bai Chen's parents met a big monster when they were picking up jobs, and they both died. Bai Chen and Bai Ling had low spiritual power and no personal possessions, so they had to go to the fairy gate to be disciples in order to survive.

Bai Ling was living well at the time, just to make things easier, why did he die in the end, and how did he resurrect himself on Bai Ling's body?

Bai Chen leaned against a tree and fell asleep wrapped in his clothes. Minglin walked to his side and looked at Bai Chen's sleeping face with heavy eyes.Minglin took a look, and put his fingers between Bai Chen's brows.

Minglin withdrew his hand and walked back to the place where he was lying just now. Bai Chen's spiritual power was low, even negligible.

Minglin checked his body again, after seeing it, Minglin just wanted to sigh.It doesn't matter if the spiritual power is low, and the spiritual veins are still intermittent. It is not suitable for cultivation, and it is not suitable for forming golden pills.Moreover, his own soul is also severely damaged. If he encounters an enemy and is recognized, he is basically dead.

Minglin felt bitter, what was the person who revived him trying to do?Why don't you find him a good body after resurrecting him, even if it's not as rare and excellent as his previous life, don't find such a useless body.Apart from the face, this body has merits, what else is it useful for!

Minglin leaned against the tree, raised his hand, and a mass of spiritual power appeared on the tip of his index finger.He drew a circle with his index finger, and a silver-white spirit butterfly appeared.The spirit butterfly fluttered its wings and landed on Minglin's fingertips, Minglin was feeling drained at this moment.

In his previous life, Minglin was the only person in the cultivation world who had mastered the Xuanxin Flowing Light Jue. The Xuanxin Liuguang Jue is divided into nine tricks, one can control beasts, the second can control birds, and the three or more tricks of immortal cultivation are twice the result with half the effort. Great, you can summon spiritual power when you reach the ninth tactic.In the world of comprehension, except for Minglin, no one has the mental formula of Xuanxin Liuguang Jue, and even if there are incomplete chapters, no one can practice it.

Minglin looked at the butterfly on his fingertips, lifted his fingertips, the butterfly flew away extremely fast, a bird flew out from the shadow, the butterfly was faster than the bird, the butterfly passed through the body of the bird, The bird died instantly and fell down.

Minglin took back the spirit butterfly. In his previous life, he summoned a blood butterfly, which was blood red and extremely lethal. Ordinary mortals would be burned to death if they touched a blood butterfly.But what he summoned now was a silver-white spirit butterfly, whose lethality was obviously weak.

At this time, Minglin's focus is not on the spirit butterfly, whether it is a spirit butterfly or a blood butterfly, as long as it can be summoned to protect him.However, what he was curious about was that he hadn't practiced the Xuanxin Liuguang Jue yet, why he could use the Xuanxin Liuguang Jue and summon spirit butterflies just after silently reciting the formula of the Xuanxin Liuguang Jue?Could it be that he was able to summon the bleeding butterfly back then because he had practiced the Xuanxin Liuguang Jue?I remember that the first time he summoned the blood butterfly was a critical moment when his life was hanging by a thread. It was different from this time, and this became another puzzle.

The sky is full of stars, and a full moon hangs high in the sky.Minglin couldn't help but think of a person, that person, who was always dressed in white, with a high crown and tied hair, carrying a silver sword on his back, with handsome and picturesque facial features, and always had a warm smile on his face.That person is like a bright moon, like a warm breeze.

"Taoist." Ming Lin murmured.

Ming Lin's heart hurts as if being pulled, that person who is like a bright moon and a breeze, was finally ruined by himself!

Minglin closed his eyes in pain and leaned against the tree...