"You can't beat me."
Wen Guwenmao glanced at her boredly, then tore off another piece of roe deer owl meat and put it into his mouth.
"It's not interesting!" Murong Ling avoided him and sat on the other side. She took the roe deer owl's legs in front of her and spread them apart forcefully. She gave the smaller piece to Wen Mao and kept the big one as her own.
Wen Mao's eyes, which had always been half-closed, suddenly widened. He hesitated and checked several times. Is she really robbing something in front of him?
"What are you looking at! Some of it would be good to eat!" Murong Ling struck preemptively. Wen Mao nodded habitually and then suddenly stared blankly at Murong Ling who was snickering, "Do you think I'm a fool?"
Murong Ling saw his somewhat angry expression, so she moved her half of the roe deer owl legs farther behind her, took out another piece of snack, stood up and fed it into Wen Mao's mouth, "Okay! Don't be angry. Okay. Wasn’t it good just now?!"
It's really strange that both of them are guilty of this sentence.
Wen Mao pulled the most tender piece of flesh from the back half of his calf and handed it to Murong Ling, looking a little embarrassed.
Seeing Murong Ling take it, she felt a little relieved. She was already full after eating this piece of meat. She was holding her curled legs in her hands and swaying on the ground. Wen Mao looked even more puzzled, with a look in her eyes. Show mercy to fools.
Somewhat reluctantly, he took out the last pill and handed it to her...
"Eh?! Did you give it to me?" Murong Ling pointed at herself and couldn't believe it. Wen Mao nodded, "Okay! Thank you then, A Mao!" She took it and hid it privately, stood up and touched it Touched his head.
This behavior made him a little disgusted, but he was unwilling to push it away, "Then... I'll also call you Ah Ling... okay..." He glanced at her without daring to look directly.
Murong Ling didn't know his experience, but in the few times the two of them came into contact, he was always a pitiful person. Murong Ling smiled at him and said, "Of course!"
Wen Mao showed a hint of smile and then disappeared in an instant. A smelly zombie force spread around the two of them. Wen Mao shrugged his nose again. Qi Yun smelled very messy. It was probably just a living zombie, but …
It should be the best among living zombies.
Murong Ling summoned three green corpses and one bloody corpse, and subconsciously protected Wen Mao behind him. Wen Mao tugged on her sleeves and pulled her behind him, "I'll do it."
The conversation just now made Murong Ling somewhat forget about Wen Mao's strength, and subconsciously regarded him as a weakling who needed to be protected by herself, which was a bit embarrassing.
He wrinkled his nose again, and Wen Mao forced out Peng Qi, who had been restless just now, and hit two huge slugs in the direction of the smell.
There was a "bang" explosion, and the zombie jumped down from the sky. He clenched his two fists together and smashed them down fiercely. Peng Qi jumped up and took the punch. His body was pierced and turned into a ball. Black air penetrated this living rigidity.
For a moment, the living zombie was completely disconnected from the surrounding environment, as if it had been stripped away. Murong Ling was still puzzled when Wen Mao's ghost-catching hand hit him.
Black air rose from the frozen abdomen, and a lot of spit came out of the mouth, but this ghost-shooting hand failed to destroy it.
And this blow also brought the anger of the living zombie to the peak. It punched Wen Mao like crazy. Although it was beaten to the point of black anger every time, its offensive did not decrease but increased.
This journey was going too smoothly. Suddenly, Wen Mao became upset when he encountered a difficult person, and Peng Yu, the corpse, also began to become restless...
"A Ling, please hide behind me." Wen Mao said and gave her a "back away" gesture. Murong Ling followed the instructions and he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
Peng Yu and Peng Yu were also forced out of the body, and his vision of heaven and man was widened. In his eyes, the actions of the zombies became clear and full of loopholes.
However, what is even more surprising is that there is no storage of rigidity in this living zombie. It seems to be condensed on the surface...
Wen Guwen Mao took off his ghost-catching hand, and the stiffness attached to his hands replaced it, and the water wrapped around his body to protect him from invasion.
It was as if the living zombie was waiting for him on purpose. When Wen Mao was ready, he punched him. Wen Mao crossed his hands to block it, and the two zombie forces also started fighting...
Everything was as expected. Wen Mao licked his lips, and the eerie face changed again. Zombie was still struggling to suppress Wen Mao. When Murong Ling was hesitating whether to help...
Wen Gu Wenmao opened his mouth, and several streams of Zhu Shui gathered from his mouth, and they went into battle together, piercing the living zombie into a honeycomb. Wen Gu Wenmao kicked it to the ground, pressed his head with both hands, and pushed himself The stiff power was poured into it from the wound, and with a shot of the ghost-shooting hand, the living zombie was instantly beaten into a ball of rising black energy...
"Ah Mao, you... why are you still absorbing..." Murong Ling looked worried as he absorbed all the stiffness again, "Can't you... Ah Ling..." He was like a child who had done something wrong. He lowered his head.
"no."
Murong Ling told him in detail:
Regardless of whether they are zombies or zombies, they turn into this mass of black air after death. This black air does not lack the power of zombies and corpse energy, but also the evil and poisonous nature of zombies and zombies.
It is indeed possible to use it to practice, but you cannot rely too much on it, because it will greatly affect your state, and even cause your cultivation to stagnate or regress.
And the name of this black energy is - evil spirit.
Murong Ling told a lot of things that he didn't know. He tried to accept it and nodded, "It shouldn't be a big problem... I absorbed all the evil spirits along the way..." Wen Mao said truthfully, He couldn't help but be shocked.
She rushed over and untied Wen Mao's clothes and groped for a long time on her body. The strange thing was that all the evil spirits were broken down into stiffness and absorbed, and there was not a trace of the dregs left. "You have dissected the evil spirits yourself." ?"
Wen Mao shook his head, put on his clothes again, looked back at the three corpses that were stagnant, and took them into his body again, saying, "They must have been eaten by the three corpses..."
If you think about it, this is a possibility, and this is the first time I have seen Wen Mao's technique of forcing out three corpses. "Ah Mao, why can you force three corpses out? And how can you make them transform?" ah?"
"I don't know either... Master said that this is my innate ability. I have forced out Master's three corpses before. Later, I studied it myself and found that I could transform it using Qi Yun, and then I gave it to it It's mixed with a little stiffness." Wen Mao explained, scratching his face, which was embarrassing.
Upon hearing this, Murong Ling's expression suddenly froze, and her eyes and mouth opened as wide as possible. Even if this method was given to herself, she might not have thought of it, and the performance of the three corpses before was not bad.
Perhaps because the beating was too aggressive, the cloth at the wound was a little loose, so Wen Mao tightened it a little more.
"How stupid..." Murong Ling teased and took off the piece of cloth, only to notice that almost half of his arm's flesh was gone, and bones could be seen in the deepest parts of the injury. She breathed out a breath of cold air and carefully gave it to him. Wrap it around a few more times and tie it gently to the uninjured side. It will neither fall off nor cause pain in the wound.
Wen Mao lowered his head and looked at the way Murong Ling bandaged himself. It was much better than his own.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome." Murong Ling touched his head again, "I thought you were a particularly cold person, but it turns out you just have a bad face." She poked Wen Mao's head with her finger as if teasing a child.
Wen Mao didn't understand what the stinky face meant, but hearing A Ling's tone sound like she was joking with him, he also laughed.
It was getting late, and the already dark corpse forest became even darker. Murong Ling built another fire and sat down with Wen Mao, "Let's start again tomorrow, it's already very late."
"good."
I reheated the uneaten roe deer owl legs, listened to the roar of insects and beasts, and gathered around the fire to warm up. The atmosphere was quiet but warm.
Wen Guwenmao took out the bamboo flute from his sleeve and put it aside, and then took out the wooden box containing the insects. Most of the insects inside were dying.
Murong Ling went over to take a look and took it from his hand, "This is the Tempering Insect... This is the Wu Jiazi... This is the Nine-Headed Insect... How do you collect such things..." She said with some disgust Glanced.
"How do you know their names?"
"I have learned from the elders of the witch and Gu lineage before, and I basically know all the insect beasts."
Upon hearing her mention of the Wu Gu lineage, Wen Mao was stunned for a moment and asked, "How do you know about the Wu Gu lineage..." Before she could finish her words, Wen Mao probably guessed that since the ancestral temple of the Dazheng lineage has historical materials , and the corpse-killing lineage should be no exception.
"Isn't it normal to know that the witch-gu lineage is the witch-gu lineage? The witch-gu lineage, the zombie-killing lineage, and the zombie-like lineage are both called the Three Poisons of the Evil State."
Murong Ling's words made Wen Mao stunned again, "Where is Tianlu's lineage? Isn't it among them?"
On the other hand, Murong Ling's expression after hearing this was full of confusion, "Tianlu lineage? Where did you hear about it? Why didn't I know there was this lineage?"
Ah Ling must not have lied to herself, which means that the historical data of the corpse-killing lineage may also be incomplete, and may be even more incomplete. "Aling, can you tell me about the current situation of the witch Gu lineage?"
Listening to Wen Mao's question, her face became ugly, and she puffed out her mouth and let out a big breath of cold air, "The original three branches of corpse driving, great zombie, and witchcraft are infinitely beautiful, and there are even "Three Thousand Hundred Saints" It's a pity that they all died in the "Battle of Six Passes". The subsequent heyday of monsters required the people of the Three Lines to fight to the death to suppress it. Even the emperors of the Three Lines almost all fell in this battle, and the others The Taoist monks believed that this was caused by the three meridians, so that’s why…”
There are some discrepancies in the records that the two have, but most of them are still consistent. Wen Mao truthfully told the truth about what he had, but he still hid the affairs of Tianlu's lineage out of selfishness.
Murong Ling also explained to him in detail:
"Three Thousand Hundred Saints" - At the peak of the Three Lineages, there were nearly ten thousand Hundred Saints, and three thousand of them went to the border to guard the border.
"The Battle of the Six Passes" - the cause of the prosperous age of monsters and monsters. There were originally three thousand saints and a group of soldiers on the border to resist the monsters and monsters. However, I don't know what methods the monsters and monsters used to corrode the interior of the border. Thousands of saints burned their essence and blood together to leave the roots of the border.
Later, because the fighting strength of the border could not be compared with that of the previous one, the border almost became a vague thing, as thin as a cicada's wings, and it was just the last straw before it collapsed.
And this straw is the great luck of the Monster Clan. When the border land is destroyed in a day...
The day when all the evil spirits and fortunes come together in the sky is known as the "Great Yuan of Hundred Charms" in history.
After Wen Mao had a general understanding, he asked, "A Ling, have you ever heard of Lan Xiaoyao?"
The name "Lan Xiaoyao" seemed to have really appeared in her memory. Murong Ling raised her head and thought about it, looking dumbfounded. Wen Mao put his clothes on her and let her think about it slowly...
"Oh!" She suddenly clapped her hands, and Wen Mao's clothes fell off her shoulders. She picked them up and wrapped them tightly around herself, "This rotten Xiaoyao has just mentioned it. His name seems to be Xiaoyao Baisheng, right? The Emperor's No. 1 One person—Chang Qingzi?"
Wen Mao nodded, and felt a little trembling in his heart. This Chang Qingzi actually appeared in the historical materials of the Corpse Expulsion line... "Are there many records about this person? Has he done anything extraordinary?"
Murong Ling immediately put on a bad face, which made Wen Mao confused, "What's wrong with me..."
"It's nothing...it's just the rotten Xiaoyao Chang Qingzi you are talking about. His rotten Xiaoyao is not a good name. It is used to scold him. He is shamelessly proud of it..."
"Why?" Wen Mao couldn't understand what he said in confusion. Murong Ling calmed down and talked to him...
The historical record of Chang Qingzi's corpse extermination lineage occupies three pages, and the records are all about him spying on women taking baths, robbing people of their belongings, and teasing little girls.
Shan Xiaoyao comes to Shan Xiaoyao because he thinks he is happy, but he is also a real rotten person.
Moreover, the Celestial Cave Observation he developed was not for anything else, but for peeping...
"Wait! How do you know him? Have you learned that Celestial Being Cave View?!" Murong Ling slapped Wen Mao on the face without any reason, and quickly ran back to hide behind the tree. After thinking about it, it was in vain, and then Instructed, "Close your eyes!"
Wen Mao covered his eyes with both hands, turned around and said, "Ah Ling, although you are very kind to me, you can't just slap me in the face..."
"Have you ever used that thing?!" Murong Ling asked.
"Use it. The reason why I forced out your three corpses just now was because I saw the Heavenly Tribulation..." Wen Guwenmao had no choice but to explain to her for a long time before she was believed... "And it's useless for me to turn around... this heavenly being Insight is not limited to the eyes, as long as I use it, I can see it even when I turn around..."
Murong Ling tiptoed back to the fire, wrapped a few more layers of clothes that had been thrown away just now, patted him on the shoulder, "Turn around."
"Oh..." Wen Mao turned around and still covered his eyes with his hands, "You can put it down now."
Wen Mao opened his eyes and saw her wrapping herself into a rice dumpling. She wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, biting her lip with her teeth...
Murong Ling brought him back to the topic, "Why did you ask about the witch Gu lineage just now?"
