The author who likes to torture the protagonist wears a book

Chapter 8

Pain!I don't want this!

The body of the White Flame Beast shrinks to the size of a tiger, and Lin Feng lays on its back, feeling that this contract is really worthwhile, it can fight and retreat, it can be cute, and it can also be used as a mount.

At the beginning, Nie Mo was washed down by the current, but now they are walking, so it is naturally much slower.

When writing, Lin Feng didn't describe too much about the bottom of the cliff, he just mentioned it briefly.

I didn't expect the content of the first few words to be so rich.

Due to the abundance of aura in Fuguimi territory, plants grow everywhere on the entire cliff, and there are many fruit trees with red fruits on the high places.

Closer to the ground, there are more dwarf trees. Although it is winter all year round in the secret place, there is no trace of snow at the bottom of the cliff, which probably melted when it fell in the middle.

The river is the snow-capped water on the mountain, it is very clear, and the fish in the river are much bigger than those in Xuejing Lake.

"The scenery here is not bad." Lin Feng sighed.

Nie Mo helped him off the White Flame Beast, looked at a burrow blocked by bushes, and said pointedly: "When you are safe, there are scenery everywhere, and crises are just exciting adventures."

Lin Feng rubbed his nose, presumably when Nie Mo was seriously injured and fell down, he didn't have so much leisure time to enjoy the scenery.

He hid behind the White Flame Beast, Nie Mo went to the cave, pushed aside the bushes blocking the cave entrance, tilted his head slightly, to avoid the venom shot by the giant spider at the cave entrance, a freezing technique, froze the spider, threw it aside, Lin Feng waved, "Father, come."

Lin Feng walked over, and Nie Mo put his arms around his waist, letting him hug him tightly.

Lin Feng's obedient hands and feet wrapped around Nie Mo's body, the two floated up gently, and then flew into the low hole like a shell.

The White Flame Beast also shrunk to a suitable size, followed behind them, and ran into the cave.

When writing this burrow, Lin Feng searched some encyclopedic knowledge about Qimen Dunjia on the Internet, but he didn't understand it himself.

Anyway, as long as it looks tall, it is fine. After he actually entered, he realized that the entrance of the cave is narrow and stuffy, and the cave extends in all directions. If he is not careful, he will get lost and never come out again.

Even if they fly sideways, they feel narrow in certain positions, and they have to put their legs flat and stick tightly to Nie Mo to fly over.

Nie Mo led Lin Feng eastward and westward, sometimes taking a few steps back, and it took him a while to reach the center of the cave, where the artifact was stored.

Finally standing with his feet on the ground, Lin Feng felt dizzy and his blood sugar was a little low when he stood up after flying for too long.

The maker of the artifact Quenching Soul is a master refiner. Before he died, he made the Quenching Soul. After death, the remnant soul entangled in the Quenching Soul. In the first life, when he discovered that Nie Mo had entered, the remnant soul first wanted to take away Nie Mo. After the failure, he launched a verbal offensive, asking Nie Mo not to use his soul to hurt others, and not to use it to do evil things. After Nie Mo finished his oath, he disappeared unwillingly.

After Lin Feng and Nie Mo entered, the remnant soul of the master craftsman tried to seize the house again. When Nie Mo had just defeated the cave-guarding spider at the door, the remnant soul discovered their existence. He knew that Nie Mo's cultivation was advanced, Then he aimed at Lin Feng to seize the house.

It's just that before he got close, the bullet flew away with a slight wave of his sleeve by Nie Mo.

The more transparent remnant soul knew that there was no hope of winning, and entered the stage of verbal offensive, and began to talk about his mental journey of making quenching soul and his own life.

"Finally, I left my hometown. At that time, my wife was pregnant. She was eager for me to stay, but I knew that my life should not belong to a small mountain village. I knew that there was a greater goal waiting for me in the future." look at me..."

"Just turned 20 years old, the second master's daughter fell in love with me. Regardless of my family having a good wife, she forced me to be my concubine with death. The master also threatened that if I don't marry his daughter, not only will I be kicked out of the master The door will break my hands and legs..."

When Lin Feng himself wrote this passage, he wrote it all in a single stroke, focusing on how tough and upright the protagonist is, how the remnant soul was moved by the protagonist's behavior, etc. He never thought that the remnant soul would say so, so, so much!

He has been talking for an hour!It's only 20 years old!And this remnant soul looks like an old man, that is to say, even if he is not a cultivator, he will die at least 80 years old, and he will have to talk for at least four hours to finish!

Lin Feng didn't care about being polite, so he took out his dry food and listened while eating.

Remnant Soul frowned, expressing dissatisfaction with his behavior, but his desire to confide was too strong, even though Lin Feng was impolite, he still persevered in telling the story of his 24-year-old years.

After listening to it for a while after eating, Lin Feng couldn't help but yawned a big yawn, his head started to yawn, and then his head touched his chest and he woke up suddenly again. Nie Mo's shoulder: "Call me after he finishes talking."

After speaking, he recruited the White Flame Beast and asked it to grow bigger to use as a mattress, leaning on its fluffy fur to prepare to sleep.

The remnant soul paused, his transparent head gradually turned red, it seemed that Lin Feng's behavior greatly angered him!

He was about to have a fit, when Nie Mo said: "Although the younger generation is seldom seen, but 200 years ago, Gao Fen, a well-known craftsman in the north and south of the river, has heard of it."

The remnant soul looked at Nie Mo in disbelief, and Lin Feng also woke up from his doze.

This remnant soul actually has a name?He didn't write it.

"Astonishingly talented but mean-spirited, he abandoned his wife and children, sold his friends for glory, and in order to obtain the art of refining, he took refuge in the disciples of several famous teachers, and later even turned to magic cultivators... Soul Quenching was forged with the dantians of many monks. " Every time Nie Mo said a word, Remnant Soul's face became ugly.

Lin Feng was startled. Is this passer-by A character set so rich?

Nie Mo walked over slowly, took the quenched soul from the display shelf, looked at Gao Fen's remnant soul, and said with a smile: "Why, is Daoist Gao still planning to make the two of us swear that we will never use this evil weapon to do evil? "

Gao Fen was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed wildly, "Okay! Okay! Honesty and kindness are so boring, only villains like you are qualified to use Soul Quenching!"

Lin Feng, who was stunned by God's development, subconsciously said: "You know that we are villains again, anyway, if you are qualified enough, you can't do anything."

Gao Fen laughed, his face darkened, and he said gloomyly: "Unfortunately, seeing that you hit it off, I was going to tell you the real usage of quenching soul. This usage can just help a mortal like you, but now I I don't want to tell you anymore."

"Uh..." Lin Feng was silent for a while, and cruelly broke Gao Fen's self-satisfaction, "Quenching the soul can accommodate spiritual roots, if you can dig out the spiritual roots of monks and put them in, ordinary people can also cultivate immortals with them. , Now there is a spiritual root in the soul quenching, but it is dead, it can only be used after being tempered with the soul quenching liquid."

Gao Fen's expression changed dramatically.

Lin Feng felt a little sympathetic to him, please, he is the author!This is a cheat he wrote for the protagonist!Could he not know how to use this thing?

Nie Mo casually threw the ring-shaped quenching soul into Lin Feng's arms, and continued: "And this dead soul root belongs to your son, right?"

Hearing this, Lin Feng nearly dropped the Soul Quenching in his hand.

He really doesn't know.

Nie Mo got tired of looking at it, and lightly flicked his fingers at Gao Fen's remnant soul, and scattered that soul that was about to collapse.

Lin Feng held Quenhun in his hands and said foolishly, "Ah, the world of cultivating immortals is so cruel."

Nie Mo looked at him with a helpless smile on the corner of her mouth.

Lin Feng picked up Quenpi with two fingers, looked left and right, but didn't see the magic of this baby, so he stopped looking at it, and naturally handed Quenpi to Nie Mo: "How do you know that his name is Gao Fen? ,I do not even know."

Nie Mo took Quen Po, and said unintentionally, "Didn't you write it?"

Lin Feng shook his head, "No, I just need to write that this is a very rare treasure, and it's fine if you get it."

Nie Mo helped Lin Feng up, holding Lin Feng's sleeve with one hand, the wide sleeve was easily rolled onto his arm, Lin Feng asked strangely: "What are you doing?"

Nie Mo clasped Soul Quenching on Lin Feng's arm, and replied: "Of course it is to help father become stronger. After all, an insignificant person cannot become the protagonist, only if he is strong enough. Am I right, father?"

He rearranged Lin Feng's sleeves, pinched the quenching soul through the clothes, and poured a lot of spiritual power into it, "Using the quenching liquid to temper and activate the spiritual root will reduce the grade of the spiritual root, and directly activate it with spiritual power, then There is a chance to improve the grade."

It was obvious that Nie Mo poured his spiritual power into his soul, but Lin Feng's arm also swelled and ached.

He slapped Nie Mo fiercely, and said angrily: "It hurts!! Can't you take it off and get it! It hurts!!"

After a while, Nie Mo stopped and said with a smile: "It won't work if you take it off."

The corners of Lin Feng's eyes were turning red. He cursed softly, pulled up his sleeves and looked at his hands, only to find that the armbands with vintage patterns seemed to have grown arteries, which were connected to the skin of his arms, connecting the two ends. The blood vessels are still beating convex and convex, like varicose veins.

"Ahh! It's so ugly! I don't want it! Take it off! It's disgusting!" Lin Feng stretched out his hand to pick it, but the quenching spirit had already grown on his skin, and he couldn't get it off at all. He used too much strength and it hurt. It is himself.

Lin Feng's tears finally couldn't be held back and flowed down.

He hadn't cried since he was five years old, and after entering this poor novel, he had cried three times.

Nie Mo held down his hand for picking out the soul, frowned and said: "Don't you know that father wrote it himself? Soul quenching is beneficial and not harmful to you. With it, you can cultivate immortality."

The tear stains on Lin Feng's face were wiped away by Nie Mo, and the tears in his eyes could not be shed, as if he was thinking about what Nie Mo said.

But when he lowered his head again and saw the disgusting blood vessels on his arm, tears still fell down, "I don't want it anymore, it's so disgusting, you just want to kill me!"

Lin Feng felt that he was ashamed anyway, so he just cried to the end, no matter what Nie Mo continued to say, he would not stop.

And judging by Nie Mo's appearance, he won't be killed for a while, and he can vent at ease.

But Lin Feng felt wrong when he was crying, why is there no sound around him?

He opened his eyes blurred by tears, and looked around. Except for the shimmering display rack that had been placed before, the whole cave was pitch black, and he couldn't see clearly from a little further away.

He wiped his face, and tentatively called, "What Mo?"

No one got back to him.

He thought of his contract monster, and compared to Nie Mo, Baiyan Beast was much more reliable, so he called again: "Xiaobai?"

After shouting more than a dozen times, neither He Mo nor Xiao Bai responded.

Lin Feng panicked.

He belatedly realized that he seemed too stupid just now, and blamed Nie Mo for being too kind to him, which made him think that crying was useful.

Lin Feng took a few deep breaths, tried to calm down the panic in his heart, walked a few steps, and then retreated to hug the glowing display rack in his arms.

He was still sobbing because he cried so much just now.

Holding the heavy display rack, he walked around the cave, and saw the entrance of the cave where Nie Mo had just flown him in, but he was in no hurry to get out, and continued to walk around the cave.

"What ink? What ink?" He shouted while watching, but still got no response.

Lin Feng stretched out his hand and touched the quenching soul on his arm. After connecting the external spiritual root, his five senses were all improved.

But he knew that if Nie Mo didn't want him to find out, no matter how powerful his five senses were, he wouldn't be able to discover Nie Mo's existence.

Mistake, Lin Feng thought to himself.

Of course he knew that soul quenching was a good thing, especially after Nie Mo helped him activate the dead spirit roots inside, but he also had a premonition that Nie Mo was about to start to punish him.

Originally, I wanted to get some benefits by crying, making trouble, and hanging myself before we broke up. I didn't expect it to be self-defeating.

He still calls himself father, whoever throws his father away when he loses his temper.

Really filial piety to my father.

Although Lin Feng was a little scared at the moment, he was still calm. He knew that the real plot hadn't been staged yet, and Nie Mo hadn't played enough, so he wouldn't let himself die so easily.

But this dark cave is really scary.

Lin Feng's voice was almost hoarse, but Nie Mo still didn't show up, he was so thirsty.

Relying on the fact that Nie Mo would definitely make a move, Lin Feng simply walked to the entrance of the cave, lay down and prepared to crawl out.

As soon as he bent down, Mie Mo appeared behind him and lifted Lin Feng up.

Nie Mo smiled softly, as if he wasn't the one who left him just now, "This cave is complicated, if Father gets lost, I might not be able to find you."

The White Flame Beast, which was forcibly separated by Nie Mo's barrier just now, approached Lin Feng's feet, clung to Lin Feng's ankle flatteringly, and screamed a few times.

The author says:

Lin Feng: You don't apologize when you quarrel, but you still want to pretend nothing happened, right?

Nie Mo: Is Father tired?Better to rest early;

(There is another chapter at noon-(Please ask for comments QAQ