The light rain is falling, and the mountains are washed with greenery.

On the hillside, a herd of deer is lowering their heads to eat the young leaves.

The forest is noisy, and countless creatures hide in it, and sometimes hares and muntjac jump up and down.

Wan Lai slowly enters the eye and is full of vitality.

Suddenly, among the forests in the distance, countless birds flew up, the ground shook slightly, and the beasts fled.

The male deer looked up vigilantly, and soon, it uttered a chirp, urging the people who were still greedy for food to flee away.

After a while, a blood sedan flew in the air.

There is no one around the blood sedan chair, crossing out of thin air, engraved all over the night with a hundred ghosts, and a string of skulls hung down on the four corners. The human skin is the curtain, and the evil dragon is the back.

The pillars on the top of the sedan are divided into eight sides, each with a human face. Men, women, and children are very different. Their faces are like alive, with blood and tears in their eyes.

In the gusts of wind and ghostly spirit, it passed by.

In the sedan chair, Pei Ling held the Jiupai Knife in one hand, paying attention to the blade.

This is his natal knife, hand-made, through the three calamities, in the induction, very cordial, like a blend of blood.

To be able to build a foundation this time successfully, it is very important for the Jiupai Dao to invest.

Now Daoji Tiancheng, his self-cultivation is even higher, and among the Jiupudao, there is also a powerful inspiration, which echoes his breath and breath, and the Qi is integrated.

Looking at the gorgeous and fierce in front of him, but constantly passing the natal knife that means close to him, Pei Ling couldn't help but smile, and stretched out his hand to touch the blade...

"Ah... um... ah... Master... Master touched me... I, I'm going to melt away... Master..." The charming voice suddenly sounded.

"The master is mine! No one can take the master!!!" The next moment, he turned to tyrannical.

"Master, I want to drink blood, I want to slaughter, I want to kill!" Then, a hysterical roar came out, "Where are the master's enemies? Kill, kill, kill..."

Pei Ling's face became stiff, and the natal knife was schizophrenic. What should I do?

Unlike the previous Yisheng Dao, Jiupai Dao is his natal knife. As the master, the resonance with the sword spirit is very important.

Just like the flying sword in Jian Xiu's hand, his wealth, life, and future are all tied to a sword.

Feijian is like Jianxiu's second life, sometimes even more important than blood relatives.

At the moment Pei Ling hasn't been casting the sword for a long time, and there is a serious lack of communication with Jiupaidao.

This won't work.

Taking advantage of the time to return to the sect, he had to cultivate the feelings of both sides.

Thinking of this, Pei Ling said immediately: "Between the mountains and the wild, there are endless beasts, and there seem to be some little monsters hiding in them. If you want to drink blood, I will take you to kill some."

When the master was about to feed himself blood, Jiupaidao trembled slightly, seeming to be extremely excited.

The tyrannical voice suddenly said: "Master, I want to drink the blood of this fox!"

Immediately turned into a coquettish, sweet and coquettish, "Master, I only drink half of it, and the other half is reserved for you. The rest of the fur can be peeled off and used as the owner's foot pad."

Following the knife spirit's hysterical shout, "Master, I can't help it!! I want to cut off this fox's head now!"

Hearing this, Yu Xuezhao hurriedly hid from the side, as if worried that Pei Ling would really use his sacrificial knife.

Seeing that the Jiupai Dao in his hand was already eager to try, Pei Ling frowned and said in a deep voice: "No! You remember, in the future, as long as the people around me, including Yu Xuezhao, you can't mess around!"

When the request was rejected by the owner, Jiupai Dao suddenly seemed to be greatly aggrieved. After a pause, he said aggrieved: "Then, that slaughter the city is fine..."

The tyrannical voice suddenly became excited, "Yes! Master, let's go to slaughter the city!"

Dao Ling suddenly became extremely painful, "I want to drink a lot of blood..."

Pei Ling shook her head, and then said: "The second rule is not to kill innocent people indiscriminately, unless it is someone who is my enemy!"

Jiupaidao fell silent for a moment, and said nothing.

Upon seeing this, the corner of Pei Ling's eyes twitched. He wanted to cultivate a relationship with Jiupaidao, but now he is self-defeating. Is it counterproductive?

But the two conditions he mentioned must be followed by the other party!

After all, Pei Ling is not Han Sigu, he can't do the act of slaughtering innocent creatures and raising natal artifacts.

During the Qi training period, Pei Ling just subconsciously followed the Three Views developed in the previous life; but after the foundation was built, she felt that this kind of notion that people do not offend me and I do not offend, in fact, is faintly related to his way. Concerned!

His Dao Heart has never been the slaughter of the world that the Supervisor Palace Master has placed high hopes on, but the long-term vision and carefreeness that he expected after first encountering the practice in Luquan City's Pei family.

Moreover, no matter how important the sword spirit is, if you must obey the sword spirit in everything, instead of other people's will, wouldn't it put the cart before the horse?

In short, on these two points, Pei Ling will never give in.

Just as he was thinking about how to teach the sword spirit, at this time, a gust of wind entered.

The temperature in the blood puppet sedan dropped suddenly, and the black mist was permeated.

Peiling only felt that his eyes flashed, and a slender figure had already appeared on his seat not far away. With wide sleeves and wide sleeves and smoky skirts, he looks only fifteen or sixteen years old, elegant and beautiful, with double snail buns, ringlets, and his body is like a willow, and his ink eyes are like night.

Yu Xuezhao didn't respond to it, but the Jiupai Dao in Pei Ling's hand suddenly burst into a fierce atmosphere!

"Miss Wuliu?" Pei Ling was slightly surprised, and immediately pressed the blade, soothing the Jiupai Dao, and immediately asked, "Is there something wrong with Miss Jiao Ni?"

The ghost maid who was secretly protecting him should be Jiao Ni.

But now, it was Wuliu who came to look for him.

Wuliu's pale face couldn't conceal his tiredness, and the faint blue butterflies that usually lingered on his side were even missing.

At this moment, she didn't have the interest in teasing and intimidating Pei Ling as she did in the past, and said quietly: "Sister Jiao Ni is seriously injured and needs to fall asleep. The master sent me to protect you..."

Speaking of this, Wuliu's face suddenly changed, and there seemed to be a flash of horror in the ink eyes!

"You have already built the foundation?!" Wuliu instantly sat upright, staring at Pei Ling closely, and asked in shock.

After reacting, she quickly said coldly, "Humanity, authenticity or heaven?!"

Pei Ling said: "God, curse ghost Daoji."

The Law of Heavenly Way to Build a Foundation!

Wuliu fixedly looked at him, a huge wave in his heart.

How could you succeed in building the foundation so soon? !

Calculating the time, Pei Ling rushed to Luquan City, no more than two days at most! Complete the foundation of heaven in two days?

Under normal circumstances, tunnel foundation construction takes more than this time.

The reason why she is so tired at the moment is because the owner noticed that Su Zhenchuan had arranged a killing game against Pei Ling in Luquan City, so that she hurried away at any cost.

It was originally intended that as long as Pei Ling could support for two to three days, she could arrive in time, save the opponent, and help the opponent to complete the foundation of Heaven!

As a result, in two days, not only did the other party not need to wait for her to come to rescue, but he also built a foundation for cursing ghosts in advance?

......After calming down, Wuliu asked, "Have you met someone who chased you?"

Pei Ling said briefly: "I killed it all."