Chapter 57 Message

An ordinary inn, an ordinary guest room, is full of a faint purple atmosphere. These purple gases are emitted from the center, like a steamed bun filling the room, gradually fading from the center to the surroundings.

Time passed little by little, and soon turned from day to night. There was no light in the room, but there was a faint purple halo. Fortunately, no one came to disturb, otherwise they would think it was a monster again.

The purple gas gradually gathered, as if it had been sucked away by something. And the speed of absorption is getting faster and faster, and soon a clear figure emerged, but a handsome young man. Those purple gas were absorbed by this young man.

There was a little curvature in the corners of the young man's mouth, and a trace of curiosity flashed on his calm face. He was still scarred during the day. At this time, he was not intact. If Li Mu was seriously injured by the White Emperor, who would have such a perverted recovery speed?

Purple gas entered the body, and the room soon fell into darkness. However, Li Mu had no intention of getting up, and his eyes were still closed. Because he was attracted by the changes in his body, he was curiously searching.

A trace of aura penetrated into the body and kept swimming along the meridians. Although his body, like human beings, has internal organs, they are all decorations and have no practical effect. It's like being shot through the heart by the dragon last time but it's still okay, those are just dispensable.

Walking to Dantian, I saw Jiuyou's fire lying quietly in it. When he found Li Mu searching, the fire jumped slightly, as if he was acting coquettishly to his master. However, in addition to the fire of Jiuyou, there is actually another unrelatable thing in Dantian, which is actually some ice crystals. But I don't know why these ice crystals can coexist with the fire of Jiuyou without conflict.

What are these ice crystals?

Li Mu looked curiously that these ice crystals obviously appeared in the days when he was seriously injured. With a trace of spiritual power, two extremely cold air suddenly came out of his hands, and even the moisture in the air was solidified in an instant. The temperature of the whole room suddenly dropped a lot.

When two guests living in it passed by the room, they suddenly couldn't help sneezing and shivering inexplicably.

However, Li Mu did not feel cold at all, but felt extremely comfortable in this extremely low temperature, as if his blood was composed of ice crystals, and he and the air outside seemed to become one.

After trying, Li Mu finally found that this ice crystal, like Jiuyou Fire, is an attack form. It seems to be stronger than the fire of Jiuyou. Because this kind of ice is not solid, but liquid ice, and the temperature is much lower than ordinary ice. I'm afraid only the treasure of the sea can compare with it.

"So, haha..." Li Mu laughed. It turned out that these ice crystals were not cultivated out of thin air, but related to the strange dream last time. The last time I fought with the turtle in my dream, I felt it as real as fighting in reality. And the ice crystals I have now are the same as the spells cast by the spinning turtle.

It turns out that it is not a dream, but a special way of practicing the Magic Sutra.

No wonder since defeating the spinning turtle, Li Mu feels that his strength has improved a lot.

Put away the cold and find the oil lamp lit. The flame seemed to be a little afraid of the cold air around it and kept beating. After getting excited, Li Mu suddenly calmed down and a voice sounded in his heart: This is the magic of the demon clan. Do you still want to continue to practice?

Li Mu thought stunned, "Is the demon clan necessarily evil? Must the demons be evil?"

"I'm also evil?"

Li Mu kept asking himself, and suddenly remembered his master's usual teachings: as long as he is worthy of his heart, he is worthy of heaven and earth.

Have I ever done anything unreasonable?

Li Mu shook his head. He thought he had always had a clear conscience. Even if I'm really a demon, what's the matter? I'm worthy of heaven and earth and conscience.

"What about magic? Don't I want to hurt people? Will it force me to hurt people?"

Li Mu's mouth is raised. No matter what spell he cultivates, as long as he can improve his strength, it is a good spell.

After a day of recuperation, although the injury recovered, his stomach cooed and protested. It seemed that I smelled the smell of food from the front hall, and the greedy was aroused, and I didn't feel salivating. Collapse the boundary and quickly walk out.

As soon as I went out, I saw Xiao Er passing by. Li Mu quickly shouted, "Xiao Er, prepare a table of wine and meat with me. If you have any signature dishes, come up."

Xiao Er said, "Good," and then quickly went to the kitchen to order dishes.

When I came to the front hall, I found that there were a lot of people eating. And most of them are monks. They are dressed in one or three, like disciples of a sect. Li Mu is curious about what can attract so many monks in an ordinary town.

Seeing these people, Li Mu suddenly guessed: I don't know if Brother Xiao and Brother Du will come.

When a person is lonely, he misses his friends very much, even if there is a person who can talk.

But the cultivation of these people is not very high. Obviously, they are only montors in the mortal world, not the practitioners of the six desires. Li Mu didn't want to pay attention to them and thought to himself, "What are you doing?" Li Muquan has no good impression of these so-called righteous people.

"Master, do you think the people of Tianlong Temple and Qingyunguan will also come to join in the fun?" As soon as he sat down, a young voice came from behind him. But he was a young monk and asked the old man around him.

Waiting for the food to be served was the most boring, Li Mu pricked up his ears and listened.

The old man meditated and said, "This time, the ghost king city opened up. Even Tianlong Temple and Qingyunguan will spy on the treasures in it, and they should also send people to come."

"Ah, how can we rob them of treasures?" The young monk was surprised. On that day, Longsi and Qingyunguan were the strongest monis in the human world. They were profound and far from comparable to such small sects.

The old man smiled and hummed, "So what? The ghost city is so big that you can't get a treasure with strength. It depends on luck. At worst, let's just not walk with him." The old man seems to be experienced and patiently teaches his apprentices.

"Master, is the ghost king city dangerous?" Another disciple asked. However, he just asked, which immediately attracted the contemptuous eyes of the brothers around him. Even the old man looked at him with a bad view. The old man said seriously, "If you want to get a baby, you are afraid of this danger. Whether my Tianji faction can carry forward or not depends on this time. Be smart when you go in. Follow me closely and I'll be fine.

"Yes." His disciples answered.

"People die for money, and birds die for food. This sentence is true." Li Mu hummed slightly after hearing this. It is understandable that they did so, but Li Mu never liked them with preconceived ideas. I have no interest in what they said about the baby.

"Come with vegetables, objectively, you can use it slowly." Xiao Er quickly served a good table of dishes. He seemed to remember the words of Li Mu and specially served a pot of good wine.

Although there is no good wine in the town, the village brewing turbid wine also has a unique flavor. Take a sip and continue to listen.

"Master, what kind of treasures do you think there are in Ghost King City? Where do these babies come from?" The first disciple to ask continued to ask. The brothers around him nodded with approval, as if his problem was more nutritious than the man just now.

The old man proudly raised his beard and said, "Three hundred years ago, I went there with Master Tianjizi. That was still young. Although I didn't get any treasures, I gained a lot of knowledge. There were many treasures that came out that time, including cultivation methods, magic weapons, and auxiliary elixir. I heard that there have been some rare treasures that have been rare in ten thousand years before, but those who get that kind of treasure are either lucky to join the gate school, and the treasure will return to the gate school, or disappear in the three worlds and disappear. The old man sighed that it was obvious that the sentence contained a special meaning, but he just didn't want to say it bluntly. Everyone is smart and knows it.

"None of thousands of years!" This word suddenly attracted Li Mu's attention. Isn't the thing you are looking for once in ten thousand years? Will it be able to be found in the ghost city they said?

Li Mu is a little moved. Even if there is a chance of one in ten thousand, he will try it.