The Bald Monk in the City

The spirit world is derived from the will of the material world. In addition to having certain physical characteristics of the material world, it also contains the nihility and absurdity.

Yi Qiu looked at the distorted and changing scenes of the whole world in the distance, which was a magnificent scene that was difficult to see in the material world.

Yi Qiu didn't know what this thing was called, but although he didn't have enough spiritual world knowledge, he also knew that this thing was a unique product of the spiritual world.

Because in addition to this, in these days, he has already encountered this scene several times.

But speaking of it, this time has the broadest impact space.

Occasionally, some strange creatures will run out of these distorted spaces.

They are not necessarily all evil and violent monsters, but this does not mean how much their danger will decrease.

There is no purgatory rain in the spirit world, and Yi Qiu can only judge the elapsed time through the prompt information on the web panel.

However, although there are no natural disasters in the spirit world, there are more terrifying things...

Yi Qiu touched his bald head. At this time, it was already the fifth fire rain of purgatory.

And he has already obtained 3 invitations from Purgatory Moonlight, all of which were obtained from the dead monster lord.

So far, the fallen monster lord has nothing similar.

Yi Qiu didn't want to think about it, he just had to hammer over every monster lord he encountered, and then pick up the invitation letter from them.

It may be a unique mechanism of Purgatory Moon Night itself, these monster lords do not drop other items except the invitation letter.

This may have something to do with the fact that most of the monsters in the spirit world are evil spirits or other void creatures, but Yi Qiu said it didn't matter.

According to his previous experience, after the large distorted space in front of him returned to chaos.

In the corresponding area of ​​the spiritual world where "calm" is restored, one or two lord monsters will appear.

Most of them are spirit bodies formed by various evil thoughts, but there are also some chaotic monsters with mixed wills.

When Yi Qiu dealt with these monsters, there was no exciting battle scene worth mentioning.

His confrontation with them was simple, crude and pure: they fought savagely until the opponent fell.

Most of them have weird abilities, but they still cannot break away from the level of will or magic.

Maybe some are difficult to kill completely, but for Yi Qiu, there is generally no threat.

But what is more surprising is that Yi Qiu saw a person before this distorted and violent chaotic space.

A...woman?

Yi Qiu squinted his eyes slightly, he could perceive the other party's existence, but he failed to catch the emotional fluctuations leaked by the other party.

This shows that either the other party has a sufficiently high spiritual realm, or she has some ability to protect the mind from prying eyes.

She wore a white robe and stood in front of the turbulent twisted space, and between false and real she was invisible and demarcated in front of her unfitted white calf.

On one side is in a state of endless distortion and chaos, on the other side is a lonely wilderness like stagnation.

Or the turbulent air current condensed on the opposite side, her white robe drifted with the wind, with a hint of dust.

However, for Yi Qiu, who was in a large state, she did not attract Yi Qiu's attention much like a puppy.

She may be a priest or an exorcist.

But if she wants to **** this monster lord that is about to be refreshed from Yi Qiu, she will only become a dead body...

Yi Qiu didn't feel too much danger from her, and clarifying the disaster did not convey the throbbing symbolizing danger.

At this moment, she quietly turned around.

Then, the two pairs of eyes with huge differences in size looked at each other, and their eyes met invisible.

Her face looked a little soft, like a Caucasian race, but after staring carefully, it was a bit of Chinese blood.

But no matter from which way, he is a beautiful Kerr.

Her eyes looked gentle, always seemed to have a faint warm smile, and it did not seem to make people feel the distance between strangers.

Yi Qiu estimates that her charm may have reached the limit of mortals, not only based on her face and figure, but also on her unique temperament and charisma.

Yi Qiu felt a little strange, for players with this attribute, they rarely act alone.

Or that they are unlikely to act alone-they will not lack followers, there are always people who are willing to hold a long sword to drive them.

However, this has nothing to do with Yi Qiu, and there is no direct conflict. He basically maintains a neutral attitude towards other players.

"Are you also here to witness the birth of this palpitating fairy who was born in poignant love, practitioner?"

She looked at Yi Qiu, suddenly smiled, and then said.

Her smile was filled with a certain intoxication, not as sound as after drinking, but with a hint of drunkenness, like a can of beer that was ignorant when it was young.

Not so intense, not so deep, but also has its own subtle weight.

"Elf Palpitations? No, I'm here for the abyss invitation."

Yi Qiu looked at her and said, his voice was like a dull bell when he was big~www.wuxiaspot.com~ with a touch of gold and stone.

"You have already got what you want... why bother with an ignorant fairy?"

After hearing what Yi Qiu said, she didn't look angry, but continued to speak softly.

"If it's not evil, I wouldn't kill an innocent creature that didn't offend me."

Yi Qiu glanced at her, then stopped talking.

With increasing practice, some monks become more active, they are keen to enlighten and guide confused people.

For some monks, they became more silent, and they were alienated from communication with the public.

This is closely related to the discovery of the essence of the soul in the practice of monks.

Yi Qiu wasn't a temperament suitable for Pudu, he was more like the magic Tuo who regarded Pudu as a lifelong ignorance in the legend.

But it was not so intense, just guarding his own lonely temple, it was still surging.

"In the legend, every trace of unsustainable affection will continue the absurd color in the dark night, just like falling leaves in the wind, waving a moment of carnival wantonly."

"And when the dawn arrives, the fallen leaves like the wind will eventually dissipate in the world with a bit of regret."

"The palpitations elf was born from this."

"It teased every heart with deep regret, making them lonely and indifferent... You can say that it was based on its evil nature, but it did not bring disaster and blood."

"And, will you be teased by it?...Monk?"

She looked at Yi Qiu, and a strange light suddenly flashed in her eyes.

"I will hammer it into dross..."

Yi Qiu looked at her and said coldly...

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