Chapter 35
Chapter 35
There was a moment of silence in the air.
In the dormitory that had not been inhabited for a long time, the two gods stood opposite each other, motionless, only floating dust floating in the light.
Qing Dahuai lowered her eyes and remained silent.
Feng Ning looked at the bed board that had been chopped into pieces, his eyes became colder and colder.
He should have found out that there was something wrong with the bed.
After the last succession ceremony, he was lying on this bed to rest, and he felt ghosts and monsters haunting him in his dream, making him uncomfortable all over.
At that time, he only felt that the demon world was not in harmony with his aura.
But I didn't expect it to be because of such evil things.
After a long time, Qing Dahuai slowly opened his mouth: "...Does Qing Lang know?"
Feng Ning sneered, with a meanness in her tone that she didn't realize: "Now you know that you care about Qing Lang? Why are you not afraid that he will know when you put this net?"
Qing Dahuai was silent for a while, then asked repeatedly: "Does he know?"
Feng Ning also gradually calmed down, he turned his head and said coldly: "I don't know."
Qing Dahuai breathed a sigh of relief, took a few steps back, touched the seat, and sat down on it.
... He was so nervous that his legs trembled.
Wiping his forehead, Qing Dahuai raised his head to look at Fengning, and asked, "Fengning, I am Xiaoshitou's great-grandfather, do you really think I will harm him?"
Feng Ning glanced at the spirit-eating net, and said sarcastically: "Otherwise? Are you going to tell me that this spirit-eating net that swallows people's energy, sucks people's spiritual power, and then takes people's lives is a good thing?"
As soon as Feng Ning finished speaking, Qing Lang's father, mother and several elders of the Demon Race rushed over after hearing the news, knocked on the door, and were about to open the door and enter.
But the next moment, Feng Ning and Qing Dahuai raised their hands and cast a barrier at the same time.
After the two shot at the same time, they both looked at each other in surprise, but they didn't say much, they just worked together to make the barrier stronger.
No one in the entire Demon Realm can break through the barrier formed by the two gods together, and no one can hear what they are saying.
"...You're right." Qing Dahuai leaned back on the chair after casting the barrier, and said slowly and tiredly, "This spirit-eating net is a sorcery that can take people's lives, but Qing Lang is different from others .”
He paused, looked up at Feng Ning, and asked, "Do you still remember that you met Qing Lang 12 years ago, and rebuilt his muscles and bones for him?"
Feng Ning frowned: "Qinglang mentioned to me that he was in Luozhang Mountain, but I don't remember that I went to Luozhang Mountain 12 years ago."
"...It's not Luozhang Mountain." Qing Dahuai said hoarsely, "It's... Killing Life Mountain."
Fengning was stunned.
If it is said that Luozhang Mountain is a little evil, then Killing Life Mountain is full of extremely cruel and vicious monsters.
Moreover, the atmosphere inside is chaotic and extremely terrifying. Those with weak spiritual power will die violently in a short while, so Feng Ning, Qing Dahuai, and several other gods jointly cast an enchantment on the mountain to prevent others from entering by mistake and dying. .
But 12 years ago, Qing Lang was only an eight-year-old child, how could he appear on that mountain?
Feng Ning frowned.
But gradually, a vague memory slowly spread out.
Feng Ning asked Qing Dahuai in a daze: "At that time... what did Qing Lang look like?"
Qing Dahuai closed his eyes, as if unwilling to recall:
"...the appearance of a monster."
Feng Ning's pupils shrank slightly.
...he remembered.
12 years ago, Killing Mountain.
That day Feng Ning went to Slaughtering Mountain to consolidate the barrier as usual, but just after she passed, she saw a little monster baring its teeth and hitting the barrier with its head.
He had never seen this little monster before, maybe other gods caught it and threw it in.
There are two extremely sharp small horns on its head, which glow cold like a cold sword, and there are blood from other monsters on it.
It has a row of sharp fangs, grinning ferociously, as if it wants to devour everything in a rage.
It couldn't break through the barrier, so it poured its anger on the poisonous stinger at the side, and attacked the poisonous stinger crazily, scaring the thousand-year-old monster into fleeing, looking at Feng Ning with teary eyes for help.
Before Fengning could make a move, the little monster changed its target to him, grinned, bared its teeth, and hugged Fengning's leg, ready to bite.
Feng Ning also couldn't bear the sight of this little monster being so rampant in the Killing Mountain, so she grabbed it and tied it up.
But when he lifted the little monster up to have a look, he realized that not only was the little monster not sane, it was also extremely young.
Not only that, but there is an extremely rich power of qi and blood in its body, which is why it looks so energetic.
... If you catch it and give it to Qianglu, maybe you can peel it, cut it into slices, and dry it to use as medicinal material.
Thinking like this, he put the little monster into the universe bag.
But he didn't expect this monster to be extremely tossed, and he broke free from the bondage in a short while, not only spoiling everything in Fengning's Qiankun bag, but also eating up all the spiritual fruits he had hoarded.
Among them is the Mingjing Fruit, which is extremely rare, it only bears fruit once every ten thousand years, Feng Ning took a lot of effort to get it.
Feng Ning was so angry that she immediately lifted the little monster out of the universe bag.
He didn't have the heart to use his slices as medicinal materials, so he wanted to peel open his stomach and take out his Mingjing fruit.
But as soon as he took out his Fengyu long knife, the little monster closed his eyes in fright.
The way it closed its eyes in fright was so nimble, like a child with spiritual sense and wisdom, that Feng Ning actually felt a little compassion, holding the long knife in his hand and wondering whether to chop it off.
But just as he was in a daze, the little monster bit his finger all at once.
The moment it bit Feng Ning's finger, it was like rain, sucking Feng Ning's blood frantically like a hungry child.
It was the first time Fengning saw the monster that sucked his blood, and it didn't hurt too much, so she couldn't help but take a second look.
The moment he withdrew his hand, the little monster licked his lips reluctantly, like a child who still wants to eat candy.
Feng Ning didn't know what he was thinking at that time, and suddenly, as if her brain had lost a muscle, she handed her bitten finger up again.
The little monster glanced at him, grabbed the finger with its little paws, but didn't continue to suck blood, just licked it lightly.
Immediately afterwards, he fell asleep with his head on Fengning's lap like a child who had had enough to eat and drink.
After drinking Feng Ning's blood, it suddenly trusted Feng Ning completely, as if it completely forgot that Feng Ning was holding Feng Yu's long knife to try to peel its belly open.
Feng Ning suddenly found it interesting.
——This monster is clearly ignorant, but it behaves like a child.
After the little monster fell asleep, his whole body started to feel hot.
——Ming Jing Dan started to work.
Feng Ning sighed, knowing that the best time to take the pill has passed.
At this time, even if this little monster is boiled dry as a medicinal material, even if it is eaten with soup and water, its efficacy value is not one-tenth of that of Mingjing Dan.
Ming Jing Dan can change meridians and mold skin and bones, but it can only be used for immortals.
Perhaps it was because the little monster drank the divine blood just now, and the Ming Jing Dan was bewitched for a while, and he didn't know that it was a monster and not a fairy, so it took effect by itself.
It is true that a blind cat meets a dead mouse.
Feng Ning probed its meridians again, only to find that this little monster was born with a few more muscles and bones than other people, the meridians in his body were chaotic and complicated, full of filthy air, given time, it would definitely cause chaos and become a disaster.
Feng Ning looked at this little monster, feeling a little tangled in her heart.
If it was killed directly, it would be a waste of Mingjing Pill. If it was not killed, it would be another disaster in the future.
Seeing the Mingjing Pill gradually take effect, Feng Ning's heart moved, and she took advantage of the Mingjing Pill to reshape the little monster's muscles and bones, so as to prevent future troubles.
He quickly cut off the few bones that the little monster had more than others, and then reshaped the rest, making it no different from ordinary people, but the severed bones are the broken wings. It will be difficult to fly high.
In this case, its internal cultivation is limited, and even if it wants to cause disasters when it grows up, it will not be able to cause any chaos.
But this is a demon monster, nothing to pity on.
It's just that he didn't expect that the little monster suddenly became sane after waking up.
Although he didn't speak, those gray eyes blinked and looked at him curiously.
"I helped you reshape your muscles and bones." Feng Ning said, "From now on, you won't be able to beat the stinger monster, so don't cause trouble again, do you understand?"
The little monster didn't know if he understood, but he nodded seriously.
Feng Ning smiled and patted his head: "If you're not a monster, you can be considered to have excellent bones. My name is Feng Ning. If you blame me for chopping your bones and weakening your ability , you can come to Ningshan to seek revenge on me."
The little monster nodded obediently again.
Feng Ning laughed uncontrollably: "Do you know what I'm talking about?"
The little monster tilted his head and thought for a while before opening his mouth.
It was a bit difficult for him to speak every single word, like a child who just learned to speak, and said: "...you are Fengning, in Guining Mountain, you helped me reshape my muscles and bones, and you praised me... for my good bones."
Feng Ning: "..."
This little monster really knows how to pick it up.
Fengning looked up at Qing Dahuai, frowning tightly.
Qing Dahuai knew that he had remembered the past, so he said:
"Little Stone, after becoming... a monster, I tried many methods, but none of them worked. I also knew that he had a problem with his muscles and bones, so I tried to help him reshape him, but he is a demon and cannot use the Mingjing fruit of the fairy world... Besides, when you helped him reshape his muscles and bones, you only treated him as an evil thing, and you chopped off his muscles and bones without any scruples, regardless of whether there would be any harm or accidents. This kind of thing... I do not coming.
"At that time, I really had no choice. Xiao Shitou was the heir of the Demon Realm and had a special status. I had no choice but to keep this matter a secret, trap him in the Death-killing Mountain, and visit him from time to time.
"That day I went to visit him as usual, but saw him hiding in the cave, changed back into a human form, and fainted on the ground. I was overjoyed for a moment, so I took him back..."
But when Qing Dahuai went back to take a look, he realized that some of the muscles and bones of the little stone had been chopped off somehow, and had been reshaped again.
At first glance, they are exactly the same as ordinary Mozu people, there is no difference.
It is even possible to breathe out turbid air normally and turn it into spiritual power.
His little great-grandson, who had turned into a monster, woke up back to normal, and lost the memory of when he turned into a monster.
He asked Qing Dahuai: "Grandpa Zeng, what's wrong with me?"
Qing Dahuai couldn't bear to tell him that he had gone crazy, so he lied to him and said: "...you accidentally broke into the Luozhang Mountain full of evil spirits. Fortunately, you were rescued by the immortal, and the immortal even reshaped your muscles and bones , you will be able to practice normally in the future.”
Little Qinglang blinked, and suddenly laughed: "I remember! That God saved me from the stinger monster, and he praised me for being so good!"
"I also just found out that the god who helped him reshape his bones and turned him from a monster back to a normal person by accident is you."
Qing Dahuai turned his head and glanced at the spirit-eating net, and continued,
"Little Stone is born different from others. Although you have cut off a few of his bones, his muscles and bones are gone, but he will regenerate. If the muscles and bones regenerate, he may become a demon again. I have to clothe I set up this net to prevent his bones from being reborn. Not only here, I also set up a ghost net at his residence in Fuming Mountain... I am not harming him, but saving him.
"...After that, his cultivation base may stop at the same place soon, but at least he will continue to have sanity and will not become a monster again."
Qing Dahuai paused, and his voice became a bit bitter: "It's just that there is no perfect balance in this world. The spirit-eating net that has invaded his bone marrow and the disordered muscles and bones in his body that have been eager to grow, always lose. one."
If Soul Devouring.com wins, Qing Lang will die.
If the Soul Eater loses, Qing Lang will turn back into a monster again.
All they can do now is to hope that this moment will come a little slower, and a little later.
Feng Ning was silent for a while, then looked up at Qing Dahuai: "...Why did Qing Lang become a monster? Wasn't he normal when he was born?"
Qing Dahuai: "He is born different from others. I have long seen that he will become a great harm in the future, so I asked everyone not to teach him spiritual power and put him under Taoist restraint. Xiao Shitou is also very obedient. Ann Living in peace and stability, because I have never seen others cast spells, so I don't expect to cast spells... Even if I am a demon royal family with no cultivation, it can be regarded as safe and secure."
Qing Dahuai paused, his voice trembling with anger:
"But... for some reason, when he was five years old, a spiritual force suddenly appeared in his body, breaking through my restriction, and it has been out of control ever since..."
Fengning's fingers trembled slightly.
When Qing Lang was five years old, he met him himself.
He used magic to fly a kite to the child.
He showed the kid how wonderful it is to have spells
The child looked at the kite in the sky, opened a pair of big eyes, and looked forward to it: "After I learn the spell, I will be able to use the spell to fly a kite! I just don't know when it will be."
"You can now."
Feng Ning smiled and pressed the fingers that had condensed spiritual power to his forehead, sending some spiritual power into his body.
—let him be strong enough to keep the kite flying.
"……it's me."
Feng Ning closed her eyes and said in a hoarse voice.
"It's all because of me."
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