Chapter 26: Holy Devil Evil

  Seeing Hu Jing's silence, he thought he had moved her and hurriedly added fuel to the fire. This inexperienced little girl, as long as she followed him, would still be at his mercy, and he couldn't help but feel a thrill in his heart.

  "Don't worry, sister. With me around, it's just like having the protection of the Zhao family. No matter where we go, you'll receive the best treatment. You know our Zhao family is one of the four major families in the Holy Temple, and as for Auntie, don't worry about her either. I'll talk to her, she'll understand!"

  Zhao Guang gazed at Hu Jing's moist red lips, and the more he looked, the more flavorful they seemed.

  "Is that all?" Hu Jing asked.

  Zhao Guang was taken aback, "Sister, is there anything else you want? Just say it."

  "Well then, I wish Master Zhao a smooth journey, goodbye."

  Hu Jing nodded and walked past Zhao Guang's side without bringing away a single speck of dust, leaving Zhao Guang standing there in a daze.

  This chick is playing him!

  Zhao Guang glared fiercely at Hu Jing, these poor and pretentious people, not even worth a fart, but they have the audacity to be arrogant, and she will regret it one day.

  If it weren't for Jianzhuang's matter, Zhao Guang would definitely stay and slowly win over this little beauty. But now that Jianzhuang is gone, he must follow the trend to change his allegiance; otherwise, even if he wants to leave, he can't.

  As long as they have the ability, women are still plentiful.

  Zhao Guang left resolutely, willing to give up everything for his cultivation!

  At this time, Wang Meng was carefully collecting his thatched hut to take care of Lingtian. He would probably have to live here for a while and couldn't keep burrowing into the grass mound every day.

  It took half a day to build a delicate thatched hut, which looks like an ordinary grass house. In fact, it contains a certain Tao in its structure, but people who are not enlightened cannot comprehend it and can only think it's special.

  Just like the character "舍" on the wall, it's not just about giving up, but the word itself has a way out. It's just that in Mo Shan's vague memories, the name Lei Feng had long been lost.

  For three consecutive days, Wang Meng was diligently farming, and that broken hoe had been with him for more time than his sword.

  Wang Meng was not in a hurry, busy for a while, resting for a while, sometimes staring blankly at the sky, and sometimes humming a tune to himself. He had been so focused on his cultivation that he had neglected the essence of life itself.

  That minor sword technique, with Wang Meng's current state, is nothing to brag about. However, with his current yuan power, he can only use the minor sword technique. Enhancing his life mark is also a top priority.

  While resting, Wang Meng was also selecting his techniques. In the past few days, he had gained a thorough understanding of his body. His innate talent was ordinary, but every cultivator has their own strengths. Wang Meng's persistence and unyielding passion were the most valuable qualities; otherwise, the gods wouldn't have chosen him. Talented people may fall, but this kind of person will eventually succeed.

  Bao Yin Jue, a very overbearing and powerful technique of Xie Xiu, accumulates yuan force, forcibly breaking through the barrier to enhance one's fate mark. The fate mark will be enhanced, but there are many problems with the acquired fate mark, such as insufficient potential at critical moments or some unexpected dizziness. However, the Cultivation of Yuan Gong in Sheng Xiu can make up for this point, which is quite compatible. After mastering those two fate marks, Wang Meng has already started trying Bao Yin Jue.

  He took out the Wind Cloud Token, input some spiritual energy and threw it out. Suddenly, a loud thunderclap echoed in the clear sky, dark clouds began to form, as if it was about to rain, but in the end, it seemed like the heavens just let out a sigh and retreated back.

  That little girl with a round face has pretty mediocre Seal Symbol skills. Her name sounds very domineering, but the effect...

  Looking at the scorching sun, Wang Meng really had to find a way to make it rain, otherwise the harvest in this spiritual valley would not be good.

  "Right and wrong, gratitude and resentment will all eventually become empty. Life is about seeking joy and resolving grievances. Some things you don't have to take too seriously, many roads are ahead of you."

  Wang Meng was tapping the hoe with a broken blade, entertaining himself, but the dark clouds in the sky were gathering again, and the cinnabar on the talisman moved, just some subtle adjustments, and the power of the talisman changed instantly.

  Rumble...

  The thunder rumbled, and the Thunder Peak was originally full of thunder and lightning. Using this Wind Cloud Seal was actually quite easy. Although the talisman was a bit inferior, with just a slight modification, it saved Wang Meng a lot of effort. He still had to thank that little girl for it.

  Drip drop.

  A drop of rain fell on Wang Meng's body, and before long, the patter of small raindrops started to fall. In the rain, Wang Meng was carefree and content, intently gazing at the spiritual field. Not far beneath the ground, those seeds from the Spiritual Valley had absorbed the rainwater and were emitting a strong life force - it was the feeling that life was about to break out of its shell.

  Here lies the strongest esoteric meaning, which was previously overlooked and unexperienced by Mo Shan, but now Wang Meng can discover the hidden esoteric meaning of the Small Thousand World with his intention.

  This life seems to be telling something, Wang Meng is like a madman in the rain, opening his arms and dancing wildly, the broken sword and hoe striking from time to time.

  "80% off, you think he's crazy or what? Planting a field can be so enjoyable?"

  Zhao Lingxuan pouted her small mouth, it was really inexplicable, why was this person so happy?

  If she were to be sent to the temple to farm, she would definitely flip over the elder's house. What's the point? She came here to cultivate herself, not to do farm work. This person's temper is also quite good.

  The nine-heaven fire bird beside her fluttered its wings and turned a fiery red, this was her strongly protesting.

  "Hehe, sometimes I think it's quite artistic too. Never mind, let's not delay the farmer's work, we'll go back and eat something delicious."

  The holy temple at this time.

  "I heard that Old Man Lei has ruined all the swords in the Sword Tomb. I wonder if it's because those useless kids from the Lei Guang Hall have been getting on his nerves, haha."

  The speaker was Wu Fa Tian, one of the six great ancestors, who had never gotten along with Lei Feng.

  "Wu Shixiong, don't provoke Lei Shixiong anymore. I just received news that some of the younger generation of demonic and evil cultivators have already broken through to the 20th floor."

  The woman who spoke was elegant and noble, with an aura that was unattainable. She was Zhou Lüdan, the ancestor of the Sacred Hall Dan Tao. Zhou Lüdan's alchemy skills were among the best in the Small Thousand World.

  "Zhou Shimei, our Holy Hall wouldn't care about these heretical sects. Let alone Li Tianyi and Zhao Lingxuan, those two kids, each hall also has outstanding disciples. These heretical sects, one comes and gets destroyed, a pair comes and gets annihilated." Wu Fa Tian said disdainfully.

  "Ling Xuan is a talented and well-behaved child, but he's too kind-hearted. Tian Yi is still too arrogant and underestimates his opponents. Once they're fully prepared, they'll surely stir up a storm of blood and rain among the younger generation."

  Zhou Lü Dan was deeply worried, the holy cultivation method was long and steady, with a strong finish, but it was very difficult to break through in the early stages. The demonic and evil cultivations were aggressive and powerful, after the last great war, the disputes between the three sects did not end, but instead shifted to the younger generation. Within the Holy Temple, or even within the sphere of influence of the Holy Temple, it might not feel so big, but once outside, especially without the protection of elders, it was a completely different world.

  (Explosion in the wee hours!)