Douluo: Starting from the Spirit of Time Worm

"Am I crazy? Maybe. If 'Quan Meng' is counted as Amon, then Amon, who is split into so many different sides and has so many personality types, is undoubtedly very crazy... But as far as the individual personality is concerned, I am very rational." Amon said with a smile.

Xiao Meng sat on the chair, stretched lazily, crossed her legs, leaned forward, rested her elbows on her legs, and supported her chin with her palms:

"You decided my fate of falling in love with Xiao Yan. You gave me my feelings and thinking logic. Even the changes in my personality were indulged by you. So the root of all problems is you... Who is crazy if not you?"

Amon sat opposite Xiao Meng, stared at her, and said without comment:

"Maybe, but your emotions are so..."

He looked around the room at the objects surrounding Xiao Yan, paused for a moment, and then continued:

"Well... blazing."

"Emotions are blazing, rich, and burst out from the depths of a person's soul, aren't they?"

Xiao Meng smiled and asked Amon for a mental connection.

The latter hesitated and refused.

Xiao Meng leaned back on the wide and high back of the chair, with the corners of his mouth pulled back greatly, outlining a slightly crazy smile:

"Why do you want to refuse? What are you worried about?"

Amon's smile remained unchanged, still gentle:

"It's not that easy to deviate my will, but it will affect your state...

"As you said, feelings are passionate and strong, and my will is more rational and colder.

"If this cold will affects your passionate feelings, then 'Xiao Meng' may no longer exist."

Xiao Meng made a "tsk" sound and did not speak.

Amon thought for two seconds and said the main purpose of his visit to Xiao Meng:

"Report your recent gains and pass on the skills of the Wuxiang Hand to me."

Xiao Meng's fingers moved slightly, and a spiritual message shot towards Amon.

Amon used a spirit worm to receive the message from Xiao Meng, filtered the thinking and will in it, and then merged it into the body.

It's not that he is worried that the clone may be detrimental to the original body. Even if he allows the clone to play freely, he can't open some of the deepest things to the clone. The clone must have limitations.

But the lack of subjective malice does not mean that there will be no harm, and friendliness does not necessarily mean no threat.

Just like the hidden sage in the secret instilling knowledge, he may just act on instinct or "like to teach others", but the indoctrinated person needs to face great danger.

The knowledge passed by Xiao Meng includes the use of the phaseless hand and creative ideas.

This fighting skill relies on its own spatial characteristics. It was not originally used for fighting, but for stealing.

If the target is not prepared, it can steal the items in the other party's ring without anyone noticing.

For the existence of the peak Douhuang who touches the power of space, there is a possibility of failure, but most of the targets below will not fail.

However, in battle, this is also very useful. Although the Wuxiang Hand cannot carry too much Dou Qi through space due to its weak spatial properties, which will cause the micro-space channel formed by it to be unstable, it can pose a great threat to the opponent when combined with the "seal" talent.

Because it does not carry much Dou Qi, the seal is also weak and will not take effect for too long, but two or three seconds in a battle is enough to determine the victory.

"Very interesting skills, great creation... It seems that you have perfectly inherited my talent." Amon praised.

"Tsk... shameless body." Xiao Meng pouted.

"Anything else?"

Xiao Meng sent a message to Amon again in silence.

This time, it included her summary of the fighting skills system and summarized some basic principles. Some simple fighting skills can be integrated into some ordinary actions, and every move in the battle can gain the same increase as low-level fighting skills.

This is not a very creative move, because for those strong people, fighting skills have become their instincts, and their ordinary punches instinctively operate some of the fighting skills in the fighting skills they are familiar with.

However, to reach this level, at least one must become a Dou Zong strongman first. Some Dou Huang and Dou Wang may also be able to do it, but only some movements that he is very familiar with.

The smile on Amon's face became a little more intense. Xiao Meng made his combat power increase a little:

"I think you should be more than this. Have you cultivated the most critical things?"

"Of course." Xiao Meng smiled charmingly and slowly raised her right hand. At her fingertips, a golden flame was dancing.

This flame is both illusory and real. It contains countless line-like textures inside. The golden silk threads are intertwined and fused, giving people a sense of contradiction that is both messy and orderly.

Based on the characteristics of Amon's own destiny, with the deep influence and combination of Xiao Yan's destiny as an opportunity, the flame ignited is "the fire of destiny"!

The beast fire belongs to Amon!

Amon's eyes widened a little, staring at the golden flame in Xiao Meng's hand:

"It really succeeded? This is a bit beyond my expectations. I thought the rules in the Doupo world would be buried in a deeper place and more difficult to touch."

Xiao Meng laughed: "Generally speaking, it is like that, but we chose a good entry point. The characteristics of 'Amon' itself are already high enough in this Douqi plane. In addition, 'Xiao Yan's destiny' is also very special... If it is the Great Thousand World, it would be much more difficult to dig out 'destiny'."

She waved her hand, and the golden flame fell on the body of the host Xiao Meng, who was thrown aside like a broken doll. The ordinary body was ignited, and under the burning of the power of destiny, it was twisted and became illusory.

After the flame burned for a while, it began to shrink. "Host Xiao Meng" had disappeared, leaving only the golden crystals left after the destiny burned. This is the residue left by destiny.

The fire of destiny wrapped the residue and returned to Xiao Meng, or Ah Meng's hands. She swallowed the residue into her stomach and occupied the fate of the host Xiao Meng.

At this moment, the established destiny was changed.

Originally, Ah Meng parasitized on the body of the host Xiao Meng and followed Xiao Yan as a maid.

Now the host Xiao Meng disappeared, and Ah Meng took her place.

She no longer followed Xiao Yan as a parasite, but entered Xiao Yan's vision with her current body from the beginning.

Although it was very subtle and had almost no substantial impact, it did distort fate!

…

Xiao Yan, who was chasing the people from the Sky Snake Mansion who kidnapped Qing Lin and came to Yancheng, suddenly stopped, and a feeling of loss rose in his heart.

"What's wrong? Xiao Yan." Hai Bodong Amon, who was tempted by the "Resurrection Purple Pill" and became Xiao Yan's temporary bodyguard, asked in confusion.

"Nothing, I just feel like I forgot something."

That moment of hesitation made him lose the people from the Sky Snake Mansion.

"Catch the assassin..."

"They are there!"

"There are two people, don't let them run away, they are the ones who killed the great elder Mo Cheng!"

"Mo Cheng? Yancheng Mo family... Yunlan Sect's outer sect deacon, we seem to be blamed." Hai Bodong said in a low voice.

"Let's retreat..." Xiao Yan was a little uneasy. Although he felt guilty and regretful for not being able to get Qing Lin back, he was uneasy at the moment and felt dazed.

In the Mo family's house, Mo Lan, the head of the Mo family, communicated with the spirit insect in his body: "Is it okay to put the blame on them like this? Will anyone from the Yunlan Sect come to hold them accountable?"

"You think too highly of Mo Cheng. To the Yunlan Sect, he is just a dispensable little character... What's more, you have already taken action. Is there any point in asking these questions?" The spirit insect laughed.

Mo Lan sighed, and his eyes changed from hesitation to determination.

...

Xun'er suddenly woke up from her sleep. She gasped for breath and felt a dazed and unreal feeling.

Put on your clothes and go to the window.

There is a bright moon hanging in the night sky, and the moonlight is like water, pouring on the earth.

Under the moonlight, the night does not seem dark.

Xun'er stared at the sky. She felt like she had a dream. In the dream, there was a very good friend.

The friend disappeared, replaced by something indescribable.

No, a friend is just a body, but that indescribable thing has now abandoned this body and revealed its original appearance.

So is my friend that body or that indescribable thing? After thinking for a moment, Xun'er threw away the strange thoughts in her mind.

How could I have such a strange dream? Am I too tired?

Xun'er was no longer sleepy and stared at the bright moon in the sky.

After a while, she suddenly said, "Old Ling, are you there?"

"Miss, what do you want me to do?" Ling Ying knelt on one knee in front of Xun'er respectfully.

"How is Brother Xiao Yan doing recently?" Xun'er asked softly.

"The latest news I received is that Master Xiao Yan took the Azure Lotus Earth Core Fire from the Serpent People in the Tagor Desert by unknown means. He is probably on his way to the capital of the Jiama Empire. After all... the agreed time is almost here." Ling Ying answered smoothly.

"He took the strange fire from the Serpent People? You are really worthy of Brother Xiao Yan... That is the Serpent People who made Yunshan lose. It has been almost three years since that day, Brother Xiao Yan, you should also regain your dignity and honor..." Xun'er muttered to herself with a faint smile on her face.

After a moment, she put away her smile and said to Ling Ying with a serious face: "Old Ling, you go to Brother Xiao Yan and make sure to protect his safety. I am worried that Yunlan Sect may be disadvantaged after losing."

"But Miss, your safety..." Ling Ying hesitated.

"I have the means left by my father. No one in this northwest continent can hurt me." Xun'er responded.

Ling Ying hesitated for a while and finally nodded: "Yes."