Beseech The Devil

    The location chosen by Su Ming, although it is close to the Outer Sect, is quite remote in the mountains. There are not many people on weekdays. There is a simple house surrounded by weeds. Obviously, no one has cleaned up. Look like that.

    The energy of heaven and earth here is not rich, and it is impossible to compare with the yard where Outer Sect Su Ming lived before. It is even more incomparable to the Second Rank building that makes Su Ming feel very excited.

    But here is the quiet, the victory is closer to the Second Rank building, even standing outside the house, looking at the head, you can faintly see the peak in the mountain, the blurred shadow of the Second Rank.

    After looking around, Su Ming was satisfied with the situation. The surrounding weeds, Qian Chen, wanted to be cleaned up, but they were stopped by Su Ming. It remained as it was, and it was even more remote. Quite a lot.

    When the sun went down, Qian Chen took the bright smile and followed him at the left side of Su Ming. It was a cold question and asked if she needed a handy maid. After being refused by Su Ming, he kept smiling until Dusk was in Su. When Ming showed exhaustion, the boxing hand left.

    Qian Chen, there is nothing left to say about it. At the end of this dusk, when the sky is slowly darkening, Su Ming is not in his room, but is sitting outside on the wall of the house. Look at the sky.

    At the moment it was winter, the weeds around it were filled with white snow, and even on the sky after the twilight, there was a small amount of snow falling at the moment, and one piece fell from Su Ming's eyes. He raised his hand and took the snow. The palm of his hand was cold, and he watched the snow melt in his hands.

    "If the snow appears, it is to melt in the earth, is this the fate of the snowflake…"Su Ming's body culture has now recovered by nearly 60%, but the distance has fully recovered, and there are still many distances. According to his prediction, unless it is in the Second Rank small building, even in the Outer Sect yard, It will take at least ten years to return to the peak.

    After all, the recovery of the Culture will be very fast in the initial stage. The more backward, the harder it is to continue, and the speed of recovery of the next 40% is far less than the previous 60%.

    "The Second Rank small building is a must go…"Su Ming both eyes flashes, when the palm is stretched out, in his hand, a white hair is added.

    There is a knot on this hair, and Su Ming's right hand is placed on the knot. Close your eyes slightly and feel the silence in accordance with the words of Little Chou'er father.

    Time passed slowly and soon it was completely late at night. The snow in the sky is more, and the falling is continuous, making the road ahead not only covered by the darkness, but also fragmented by the snow.

    Su Ming has been leaning against the house, sitting outside, his hands are always holding the long hair of white hair, this hair has a faint fragrance, in this late night, in Su Ming's touch. It seems to be able to touch this fragrance.

    Nothing in the night…Su Ming sat for a night like this, immersed in the feeling that Little Chou'er father said, looking for the essence of this straw note.

    What Su Ming wants is not a curse, nor a blessing, but a manipulation of consciousness. Through this hair, more and more knots are finally made into dolls. Through the power of the doll, to control the old man's consciousness.

    This kind of conscious control will make this person a Ruoqiang-like existence. As a result, Su Ming can enter the Second Rank building and go to the long-term Culture without being noticed by outsiders.

    He also considered the past to use the Culture, but his "Cultivation" has not fully recovered. There is a lot of change in this matter, and he is also preparing to hit Barbarian Soul in that small building, and he needs a person to protect the law.

    If you can control this old man, then you can count it!

    In the early morning, Su Ming both eyes opened and his hint eyes showed a clear comprehension. Without hesitation in his hands, he once again made a knot on the hair!

    At the moment, on the white hair, there are two knots!

    At the moment when the second knot appeared, far away from the Second Rank, the old man who was meditating on the knees, his body trembled a bit, her booth eyes slammed open, his look was amazed, and his Divine Consciousness was even more It is spread, lingering around, and looks very dignified.

    Just let her see the neighborhood, there is no clue and clue, as if nothing happened, but she felt a chill in the moment, just as someone used a needle to stab himself, not too painful, but But there is a feeling like a stab into the soul.

    The old man frowned, carefully thought for a long time, but also checked the inside and outside of the body, did not notice any inappropriate, which made her in the hesitation, and gradually recorded the matter in my heart.

    The winter season seems to be very long. In the past month, the snow has fallen from time to time, and it has been bigger than once. Until now, this sky of snow seems to have a huge hole in the sky. It is crying that day, but its tears are falling. When it seems that I don't want to be seen, I turn it into snow, which seems to be soft and gentle.

    However,Once it has accumulated to a certain extent, it can crush the mountain and can freeze everything and destroy it…All sentient beings!

    The fall of the snow covered Heaven and Earth, covering the house where Su Ming was located. Even if he was sitting cross-legged, he was piled with thick snow.

    Su Ming's has been holding a white hair in his hand. This month, he didn't go back to Cultivation, but was immersed in the sentiment, immersed in the straw note, and the hair has now appeared six knots!

    At these six knots, Su Ming did not leave too much will, he just left his feelings on it, and touched it with his hand at this moment, such as touching his own thoughts.

    Qian Chen, there, also came over this month, the diligent look, as if Su Ming is his Senior Brother, and he is just a Junior Brother or a junior.

    On this day, in this snow, he came here again, behind him with dozens of awe-inspiring looks. Under the command of Qian Chen, these handymen immediately began to clean up the snow.

    Su Ming closed his eyes and didn't pay much attention to it. If Qian Chen had always been so interested, then he would not give him a good life in the future, and the road is at his feet to see how this person understands and walks.

    On the third day after Su Ming’s one month later, he looked hesitant and looked at the white hair in his hand. There were only six knots on it. The seventh knot, he should have been laying down now. Su Ming is not sure.

    He stared at the hair in silence, and he was immersed in the sentiment this month. For the technique of Grass Knot Record, he felt a lot more than before.

    The first six knots were played by Su Ming's sentiment, but now the seventh one, he faintly feels the need to add will, and the addition of this will make this seventh knot a key!

    The key point is that if the failure is over, the hair will become fly ash, but once it succeeds, then under this will, it is equal to Su Ming's ultimate success, and walk out of First Step!

    "The hair has only this one. If it is not successful, everything needs to be prepared again…"Su Ming glanced at her hands, and her hands stunned. On the white hair, she hit the seventh knot!

    At the same time as the seventh knot, Su Ming’s whole body slammed, and his mind forced himself to reverberate.

    "I am your Master, all my will, your will, all my voice, you must obey!"This voice was constantly echoed in Su Ming's mind, turned into a will, and he was written as a knot on the hair.

    But the integration of the will is not simple for Su Ming. After all, he is just getting in touch with the Grass Knot Record. It is not as natural as Little Chou'er's father because of the natural touch of the essence.

    And most importantly, Little Chou clown's father is a mortal, and the dolls are made for mortals, so there are not too many problems to consume and bear. It just makes him feel that after making a few dolls, it will be very exhausted.

    But Su Ming is not here. This white hair belongs to the old man. This old Cultivation is not bad. This kind of action to control a strong person with this technique consumes and bears too much.

    Even Su Ming, at the moment, under the vibration of the body, from the corner of his eyes, two lines of blood and tears gradually flowed, as well as in the ears.

    His breath is at this moment, stop…

    Su Ming had a long breath, and his booth eyes were bright, wiped the blood from his eyes and ears, and looked down at the seventh knot on the white hair. His mouth was exposed. A smile.

    "This magical technique is amazing, if you can understand it to the extreme…Then killing can be invisible, it is not difficult to control others, but unfortunately, backlash is also great…"Su Ming closes the booth eyes.

    Almost immediately before Su Ming, the seventh knot was played. In the Second Rank building, the old man who meditated, her whole person trembled fiercely. When a blood spurted out, her complexion was a piece of iron blue, and her both eyes opened. At the time, his body stood fiercely, Divine Consciousness slammed away, but still nothing.

    She was sullen, and at the moment she was only a moment, she heard a voice in a vague voice. The voice seemed to say something in her mind, but she could not hear it when she listened carefully, but she had a strong feeling, and the voice said The sentence that came out should be engraved on one's own soul in a special way.

    "such insignificant ability, since you don't want to come out, let's fight once and see if it's yours, or my Lotus Absorbing Soul is stronger!"The old man sneered and walked to the second floor. He came to the statue of the lotus girl in the one layer. After reading the holy woman, the old man sat down on his knees. The statue’s eyes suddenly reappeared brightly. The mang, shrouded the old man.

    "The next time you come, I will fight with you!"This old man is close to the enemy and closes his eyes.

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