"Naru, you said that the black evil spirit can be used for cultivation, why don't you use this black evil spirit to practice?" Duanmu asked in confusion. If he could practice, why didn't Nauya use it for cultivation?

When Na Luo heard Duanmu's words, he glanced at Duanmu, then looked up at the roof, as if something attracted him on the roof.

"If I say this black evil spirit is burdensome to me, do you believe it?" Na Luo said lightly.

A burden? Could it be that Na Luo's cultivation has reached... It is difficult for Na Luo to practice with the energy of heaven before?

"I believe it, but what does this mean?" Duanmu asked.

"Because I don't need to practice. If I practice, it will be a burden to me. Everything I have is given to me by the king. I don't need to practice by myself. The king wants me to be strong, and no one can stop me from becoming stronger. If the king wants me to be weak, it is useless for me to practice. The king's will and our mission." Na Luo showed awe of the king on his face, which could not be disguised or performed. Duanmu saw it sincerely. Na Luo's loyalty to the king and his power had no doubts.

Duanmu became more and more curious. What kind of person is the king mentioned by Na Luo, or it is not a human. Duanmu's understanding is that a person can achieve the omnipotence that Na Luo said, is already a god.

"The evil spirits are the most abundant at night. If you want to use evil spirits to practice, I can teach you the method tonight." Na Luo didn't wait for Duanmu to say anything, but first said. Na Luo didn't mind Duanmu becoming powerful, but hoped that Duanmu would become stronger soon.

Na Luo knew that if he wanted to find the king, he had to find someone with the same physique as the king. God might have felt Na Luo's sincerity towards the king, allowing Na Luo to meet Duanmu. Because Duanmu itself is the same innate and lifeless body as the king, Na Luo opened his spiritual consciousness when he saw Duanmu, rather than being killed by Na Luo.

However, all this is completely different from what Changsun Ju said. Changsun Ju said at the beginning that if Duanmu did not conquer the divine bird Bai Feng first, he would die at the hands of the zombies. Now it is proved that what Changsun Ju said is wrong. It is either that Changsun Ju intentionally deceived Duanmu, or that the authentic metaphysics of the Yin-Yang family were wrong.

Changsun Ju was the head of the Yin-Yang family of the previous generation, so naturally he would not miscalculate anything. Then there was only one. Changsun Ju was cheating Duanmu, but Changsun Ju was indeed dead. When people were about to die, he said good things. No one would deliberately run to the northwest to deceive an irrelevant person when they were about to die. What is the purpose of Changsun Ju doing this? It is really intriguing.

"Why do you want to teach me?" Duanmu asked.

"Because I want you to become stronger, the strongest in the world!" Na Luo turned his head and looked at Duanmu sincerely and said.

"I'll come to you tonight. No matter why you want to help me, I still want to thank you because I want to become stronger." Duanmu's eyes showed a trace of wildness in front of outsiders for the first time.

Na Luo could see clearly, Na Luo smiled knowingly. Na Luo liked the wildness in Duanmu's eyes. Na Luo also had such a trace of wildness in his heart, but he had been living in a daze for thousands of years. Even Na Luo himself didn't know how he had spent the thousands of years. The wildness in his heart had long been forgotten. Seeing the wildness in Duanmu's eyes, Na Luo seemed to see himself back then.

Na Luo didn't know that his wildness was only influenced by the king. Just because of Na Luo's unparalleled scholarly face and his weak temperament, he didn't look like he had a wild heart no matter how he looked.

In Yaer's room, Yaer was looking at a book made of leather.

This is what Changsun Ju let Ya'er see her future zombie book that day. She didn't know what method Changsun Ju used to refine a magic weapon that could predict failure, but Ya'er didn't know what method to use to open it.

Just as Yaer was watching, the door was opened.

Like Ya'er, the man who covered his whole body with a black cloak walked into Ya'er's room, silently and no one noticed the arrival of this person.

The Hu on Ya'er's shoulder did not notice that anyone was approaching their room. Honghu looked at the person who came in with a little surprise. There was someone in the world so close to him that he could not feel it. Honghu was extremely curious and wanted to know who this person was.

"Ya'er, how long do you have to hide from me? It will take two years to leave. Do you know how worried your father is?" The visitor took off his black cloak hat, showed a beautiful face, and a pair of beautiful eyes that dared not let people look at him, looking at Ya'er.

Although this person was looking at Ya'er, Honghu had a feeling that she was staring at her. Honghu was gentle and not like a spirit cat, with a sharp edge. Even when Na Luo saw Honghu, he didn't pay much attention to Honghu, but this person's cultivation was far less than Na Luo, but Honghu knew that this person was secretly paying attention to him.

And when Honghu was thinking about the origin of this person, Ya'er stood up in panic, like a child who had done something wrong, her body was shaking slightly.

Honghu and Ya'er have been together for more than a year, sleeping and eating every day, and have never seen this little girl be afraid of being so afraid.

"Sister, I...Ya'er knew that she was wrong." Ya'er knew that in front of her equally smart sister, all explanations were concealed, and she could only admit her mistakes obediently.

The person who came was Shui Wen, Shui Yaer's sister and Xie Gongzi.

Shui Wen walked to Ya'er and sat where Ya'er had just sat, looking at the stern paper that Ya'er placed on the table, frowned.

"Your little white bird, feathers are good things. You must have ravaged it a lot, right?" Although Hydrology saw that the zombie book was not ordinary, she did not ask Ya'er, but first asked about Honghu.

Shuiwen would not care about things that had no threat to her first. Although Shuiwen could not see that the little white bird was a white phoenix swan, he also knew that swans were not ordinary birds.

"Sister, this little white bird is the sacred bird Baifeng, Honghu, the big brother you told me before... It was the young man who resisted the thunder tribulation on the Beast King Mountain that day. He saw that I liked it, and was afraid that he would be in danger when he was not by my side, so he gave Honghu to me." Ya'er has put Duanmu first now. Ya'er knows that her sister may come to her at any time, so she has long thought about how to help Duanmu say more good things in front of her sister.

I have to talk about the concentration of Hydrology. Even when Ya'er said that the little white bird is the sacred bird, Hydrology's face did not change at all. Just like a person without any expression, he would not be surprised in anything. Even if he was shocked, he would never be reflected on his face.

"Oh? He actually has this kind of strength to subdue Bai Feng. Why didn't I see it? I've seen him just now, but the cultivation level of the Jianyuan stage, but since you said he would accept it, just him accept it. It seems that he treats you well!" Shuiwen was full of disdain for Duanmu.

Shuiwen has an indescribable feeling about Duanmu. He likes it at all, so he is disgusted. There is a little bit because Duanmu slept with him when he was a child, and that guy was so lustful when he was a child. When Shuiwen thought of Duanmu, he thought of the experience of going out with his father when he was a child.

At that time, Ya'er was not born and her mother was still alive. Her mother was not a cultivator, but she was the woman her father loved the most in her life. She was dysfunctional when she gave birth to Ya'er. In order to save Ya'er, her mother chose to end up sacrificing herself. Maternal love is so great that she had never met a newborn child before, so she could choose to save her child without hesitation in choosing one of two. Moreover, when she made a choice, she endured pain that outsiders could not understand. The physical pain would never be as good as the regret of not being able to see Ya'er.

Shui Yaer is so loved by her father and Shuiwen, which is inseparable from this. Her mother passed away with regret and left Shui Yaer's life. Shuiwen can think of her mother when she saw Shui Yaer. At that time, her father was not by her side and she was powerless to do anything about her mother's death. Whenever Shuiwen thinks of this, she always doesn't understand why her father left her mother who was about to give birth and did things that she could not do at all.

"Actually, the big brother is a good man, but my sister is a little prejudiced to him. By the way, sister, you gave him the poison used on the sword of Bu Qingbai, right? The big brother was hit by the poison on his sword and couldn't speak for more than a year. When I checked his body, I found that his vocal cords had turned black. You must have a way to cure him, right?" Ya'er asked at Shuiwen.

Shui Wen looked at Ya'er and knew that this sister had fallen in love with him, and also knew that her sister had grown up. If her sister had something to ask for her in the past, she would definitely pull her arm and act coquettishly. Now her sister has become more steady and she no longer treats herself as a child. In two years, her sister has become an adult.

"Before I've told me to save him, you'd better worry about how to explain to my father first." Although Shuiwen seemed to be blaming, she was actually reminding her, reminding Ya'er to give her father back. It was impossible for her father to let her be with that boy, and Shuiwen's tone of speaking was still as slow as before.

"Sister, Ya'er knows that after these battles are over, I will give my father an explanation and ask my sister to help the older brother heal the poison on his body." Shui Ya'er said to Shui Wen with a trace of desolation flashed in her eyes.

How amazing is the observation of Hydrology? How could the desolation that Yaer didn't easily reveal escape from Hydrology's eyes?

However, Shuiwen thought Ya'er was feeling sorry for that guy. The desolation was regarded by Shuiwen as his sister. She couldn't bear to see him as a mute and could not speak. Shuiwen's mistake in understanding this time also led to her losing this sister forever. If she had any idea at this moment, she would definitely send Ya'er to her father immediately and save Ya'er's life.

"Okay, I promise you to treat him, but you want to be with me. I will be relieved only if you are by my side. After this battle meeting, I will send you back to the Hundred Flowers Forest and let my father teach you a lesson." Shui Wen said, taking out a bottle from his arms and putting it on the table.

"Sister, you have known that the eldest brother was poisoned, why did you only take out the antidote now?" Shui Yaer looked at Shui Wen who had already prepared for it and asked dissatisfiedly.

"I saw him being injured by Bu Qingbai's sword that day. Of course I knew he was poisoned, but I hadn't prepared the antidote at that time. Later, I couldn't find you if I had learned about the medicine. If I found it, do you think you could stay outside for two years?" Shuiwen really had no way to deal with his sister.
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