Supreme Merit Cultivation System

The so-called underground refers to the bottom of the Evil Pond Shaft. There are dense passages here like a spider web, and most of them were where the alien team lived in the past.

When there were nearly 20,000 members of the alien magic team, this place was naturally full of people. However, the main body of the alien magic that was refined by the "soul frame" was a ghost. When walking in the outside world, the dissipation of the body was inevitable. Although at the bottom of the evil pool

There is also a thin amount of Yin spirit energy, but it cannot guarantee the survival of all strange Yin spirits.

Due to the dissipation of the main body and the annihilation of the Earth Emperor Sect, the total number of alien magic teams has now been less than ten thousand. This underground residence is naturally empty. The evil pond is above the head, and there is more Yin spirit energy above.

The alien team moved as close as possible to the top if they had the choice.

When Li Mo came underground, he saw empty passages and empty rooms everywhere.

After walking a short distance, I saw a man standing motionless in the shadow beyond the reach of the luminous stone.

"Xiao Cheng?" Li Mo tried calling.

The man just came over, but he was a very ordinary-looking young man. He waved to him and said, "Let's go over there and have a drink."

Li Mo followed him all the way down, through an extremely high and wide hall, and came to a small stone room. The place was kept clean and tidy. I think he has lived here all his life in Hu City.

A square table was set up and two futons were arranged. Hu Cheng took the seat first and took out a pot of spirit wine and two cups. He said casually: "Let's drink together, there are no appetizers."

Li Mo sat across from him, holding a cup and sipping, feeling that the spirit wine tasted pretty good.

Hu Cheng drank several drinks and then began to describe how he spent these days. This kid came to the virtual world and was already gold-plated. He practiced every day and was fully confident of breaking through the foundation building period after leaving the valley.

Generally speaking, the two of them drank more and talked less. They seemed to be drunk.

It wasn't until nearly half of the pot of spirit wine was drunk and both of them's faces were a little red that Hu Cheng suddenly put down the wine glass, lowered his head, put his hand on his forehead and murmured: "Li Mo, why do you think we are cultivating immortals?"

Who doesn’t want to become an immortal? Li Mo could think of a bunch of reasons, but he felt it was inappropriate to say them now. He found that his brother-in-law seemed to be in a bad mood, so he mused: "To become an immortal, what you want is to be truly comfortable! Carefree and worry-free.

No worries, no worries! Only by mastering the utmost power can you have the prerequisites to fully control your own destiny."

Hu Cheng grabbed his hair with one hand, shook his head and said: "Is that so? Looking back now, the happiest days of my life were actually the years when I lived with my sister in a small mountain village. Now that I have magic power, I am stronger than ordinary people.

There are too many, and the sorrow and boredom are becoming more and more numerous.”

Li Mo's heart was quite big, but this kind of feeling was not very obvious. He sipped the wine and said, "Why do you say that?"

Hu Cheng smiled bitterly and said: "Maybe I always feel that there is a dark cloud above my head, a very thick dark cloud. It seems that there may be a violent storm at any time, and there is no hope of seeing the sun!"

The demon tribe's counterattack is imminent, and Hu Cheng is on the side of the demon tribe. Having this feeling only means that his heart is still leaning towards the human race. Li Mo didn't want to attack him, so Wen Yan comforted him: "Don't pay too much attention to some things. Just do it."

Just be good to yourself and live up to your Taoist heart!"

Hu Cheng suddenly raised his head, his eyes were red, and there were faint tears. He said in a rough voice: "What is the heart of the Tao?"

Li Mo tapped his heart with his finger and said: "Someone once told me that human beings are the primates of all things, the creatures closest to the way of heaven, and the darling of the way of heaven! Since you are the closest to the way of heaven, the way you seek is

The heart is naturally your original heart!"

Hu Cheng was stunned for a moment, and there was a moment of confusion in his eyes, and then a clear look of struggle gradually emerged. It seemed that he had spent a lot of effort before he said: "Will you... be good to my sister for the rest of your life?"

Li Mo nodded heavily and said: "I promise!"

"But I don't believe it!"

Hu Cheng raised his hands and rubbed his hair vigorously, and the struggle in his eyes became increasingly intense. Gradually, a pair of jet-black membrane wings popped out from his shoulder blades and slowly stretched out.

"Xiao Cheng? What's wrong with you?"

Li Mo stood up slowly, narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice.

"I don't believe, I don't believe you can be worthy of my sister. I...should find someone more reliable for her!"

Hu Cheng clutched his hair tightly and gritted his teeth so hard that every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

Liu Qinghu, who was among the spirit beasts, suddenly said: "Take him down! He is already in the game!"

Li Mo: "What's going on?"

Liu Qinghu: "The one who plans the game and the one who disrupts the game are two people playing chess. The one who enters the game is naturally a chess piece. Your friend should have become a chess piece in the hands of the spoiler."

"The one who disrupted the situation only wants you to die!"

Li Mo suddenly thought of what Bao Lele said. He took a deep breath, slowly reached out his hand, and said in a soft voice: "Xiao Cheng, do you still remember what your sister said?"

A look of confusion instantly appeared in Hu Cheng's eyes. Li Mo seized the opportunity and struck out like lightning, slicing the back of his neck with a palm.

Seeing his brother-in-law lying on the wine table, Li Mo finally breathed out, wiped his cold sweat and asked: "You said this is a game of chess, then what role do I play?"

Liu Qinghu said: "You? Those who enter the game are the chess pieces. The rest are naturally the 'game'!"

Li Mo: "Bureau?"

Liu Qinghu: "Yes, it is a game! This game is a chessboard and a grid, used to regulate the chess pieces. Every move of the chess pieces cannot escape the restrictions of the opening!"

Li Mo: "What if, I just said what if this spoiler targets me? For example, if he wants me to die or something, will I definitely die?"

Liu Qinghu: "Not necessarily! It depends on the skill of the person who set up the game. If your chess piece is the meaning of his layout, then he will definitely protect you. But whether the game can be guaranteed or not depends on the design.

The skills of those who disrupt the situation are compared with those of those who disrupt the situation."

Li Mo: "How to protect it?"

Liu Qinghu: "This is too complicated. It's possible that people have protected you many times, but you don't even know it."

Li Mo felt confused and couldn't help but said: "Then, can I, a little chess piece, control my own destiny?"

Liu Qinghu said: "The possibility is too small. If you are really a chess piece, you are also the one with the lowest rank. Even if you try your best, you may not be able to escape from others' plot!"

Li Mo didn't say anything else. He walked around behind Hu Cheng and raised his hand to flick the wings on his back. There was a faint burning sensation in his palms, and the wings suddenly fell off from Hu Cheng's back and turned into a black light.

into his palm.

The five fingers were slightly bent, and a brand new wing knife appeared in the palm. Its color was as black as ink, and the gray evil energy on it was steaming. It actually had the power of a heavy weapon level. And the part of Hu Cheng's spiritual consciousness inside disappeared automatically.

It was completely clean, leaving no trace. Although Hu Cheng was sleeping and could not stop others from refining his magic weapon, the refining speed was too fast.

Moreover, Li Mo did not use his spiritual consciousness to actively refine his wing sword at all.

After seeing this, Liu Qinghu narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Well...it turns out you are the one who plotted the plot!"

Li Mo's eyes sparkled, staring at the wing knife in his palm, and asked softly: "Are you afraid?"

Liu Qinghu: "Haha... If the game is set up for you, and there are big figures disrupting the game, then this game may have earth-shattering fortunes waiting for you! But I still have to remind you, since the virtual world is about to come

After ejecting you and others, I'm afraid the killing spree has already begun!"

Li Mo put away the wing knife and pricked up his ears, and suddenly heard the faint sound of a man and a woman arguing...