About a hundred miles away from Jingshan, Luo Mei and Mi were hanging leisurely in the air.
Luo Mei looked nervous.
"Mr. sir, was it successful?"
Mi Youran calculated silently for a moment, with a hint of joy on her face.
"Successful."
Luo Mei stared into the distance, his eyes full of longing, and his voice was choked with sobs.
"It's been eleven years and I haven't even seen him. I don't know how my baby is doing..."
Hearing the change in his wife's voice, Mi Youran was afraid that she would go crazy, so he hurried forward and hugged her gently.
"Don't worry, everything is under control."
Luo Mei is confused when she cares.
"As a person with Wang as the king, he will definitely take possession of his body, and he will definitely be trapped by the Ten Thousand-Character True Word Tower. In this way, the True Word Tower will be able to play its role. Otherwise, such a treasure will not be able to play any role."
"It does have an effect, but it won't be too big. Now that a Nascent Soul is added, the True Word Building will have great power and will truly play its role. Only in this way can our baby benefit."
"As long as the baby grows up, he won't be afraid anymore."
For the sake of their precious son, this famous couple in the world of cultivation teamed up to dig a huge pit, forcing a great master in the integration stage to fall into it. The two looked at each other, smiled, and quietly left hand in hand.
Mi Xiaojing returned to the meditation room in the morning. He put down his backpack tiredly and fell directly on the kang to sleep. He had not slept like this for a long time.
Rob watched with a bit of horror. In the past few days he had been here, he had never seen Mi Xiaojing so tired. He could only sit on the edge and help ward off the flies flying around.
Mi Xiaojing saw Wang Weijun's Nascent Soul in his dream.
Mi Xiaojing dreamed of an old man, an old man wearing a green robe, with a sanctimonious appearance. Not to mention, Wang Weijun's Nascent Soul manifestation was just as it was, quite sexy.
Mi Xiaojing is a polite child, a talented child, and a compassionate child, so even if he sees Wang Weijun in his dream, he is very polite.
"Hello grandpa."
Wang Weijun recognized Mi Xiaojing at a glance, and was really gnashing his teeth in his heart. He didn't blame himself for wanting to rob other people's bodies, but he was angry that other people had a heaven-defying treasure like the Mantra Building in their bodies and imprisoned him in it.
However, Wang Weijun did not have an attack. He knew very well that he must not have an attack. Once Mi Xiaojing hated him, nothing he could say would be of any use.
Mi Xiaojing is a curious baby.
"What kind of place is this? It's so strange!"
Wang Weijun was extremely angry. This is a fucking scam! There was a smile on his face, even though it was extremely stiff, and the smile was uglier than crying.
"This is Yanjie!"
Let’s fool around a bit first.
Sure enough, Mi Xiaojing recited the mantra very devoutly.
"Yanzu bless you!"
Wang Weijun was extremely angry, "Yanzu, your grandma is so big!" What a blessing! Yanxiu should be killed! kill! kill!
"Yes, yes, this is the Yanjie, and I am the ancestor of the Yanjie!"
Mi Xiaojing looked at him carefully and shook his head firmly.
"No, you are not the ancestor of Yanjie. Grandpa, Yanzu does not have as much violence as you."
Wang Weijun was shocked, could you tell
"I, Yan Ancestor, specializes in killing, so of course I will be angry. Little guy, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand!"
Although Mi Xiaojing was young, after more than ten years of experience in the world of evolution, he was not easily fooled. He looked at Wang Weijun carefully again.
Wang Weijun felt hairy all over at the sight. He forced a smile and put on a compassionate look, trying hard to leave a good impression on Mi Xiaojing.
"Why, don't you believe it?"
Mi Xiaojing shook her head firmly.
"Do not believe!"
Wang Weijun was extremely mad.
"Why don't you believe it?"
"You have no heart and soul!"
Wang Weijun is a Taoist who has no idea about Xiuyan. Although the Yandao family has a long history, he has never looked down on the Yan family. To him, the Yan family is the displeasure of his mother-in-law and mother, especially this time when he was trapped by the Mantra Tower. He hated it extremely in his heart.
"Haha, what do children know about Yanxin and Xing! Well, although I am not Yanzu, I am Dao Master!"
"What is Tao Ye?"
Mi Xiaojing really didn't understand. In Xiyan Sect, he was exposed to everything in the Yan world. No one told him about the cultivation world. Of course he didn't understand what Taoist was.
Wang Weijun was also a little surprised and confused. This is common sense!
"You don't know about cultivators?"
"What is a cultivator?"
Wang Weijun was speechless. A child with such good qualifications didn't even know about cultivation. His eyes were rolling around. This was a good opportunity to fool the other party! Once Mi Xiaojing believed in himself, he believed that he had the ability to fool the little guy and make the mantra that recognized his master break away. Without the protection of the mantra, it would be easy to seize the man's body.
Mi Xiaojing instinctively sensed something was wrong.
"You have evil intentions!"
As soon as he said this, Mi Xiaojing woke up.
Wang Weijun looked sadly at Mi Xiaojing's sudden disappearance and couldn't help but jump to his feet and scream.
"I don't have the right intentions! Damn... there's no reason for this!"
Because it was covered by the mantra, even if Wang Weijun roared, not a single sound would be heard.
Mi Xiaojing turned over and sat up, covering his head.
"This dream is so strange! What is a cultivator... strange, strange!"
A small hand pushed Mi Xiaojing.
"Brother Xiaomi, what's wrong?"
Rob looked at Mi Xiaojing worriedly.
Mi Xiaojing is a free and easy person. When he can't understand, he will let go temporarily and will not get entangled in it. He is quite happy-go-lucky.
"Little Carrot Head, it's okay, brother is okay."
Rob looked at Mi Xiaojing dubiously, but finally chose to believe him.
Mi Xiaojing sat in a daze, while Rob got off the kang and ran out, and soon came in with a wooden basin.
"Brother Xiaomi, wash it."
The cold well water splashed on his face. Mi Xiaojing slowly woke up and touched his chin. He stopped insisting and said, "Little Carrot Head, let's go eat."
Although Wang Weijun couldn't see Mi Xiaojing or the outside world, he could hear voices outside, so he knew whatever Mi Xiaojing said.
But he knew it was useless. He wanted to talk to Mi Xiaojing, but he couldn't. Mainly because he had just been imprisoned by the Zhenyan Tower and had not found a suitable way yet. As long as he had time and Wang Weijun's ability, he could still find a way to have a conversation. method, but it’s not possible yet.
This made Wang Weijun extremely depressed.
Being unable to influence Mi Xiaojing for the time being made Wang Weijun anxious. He thought about how he could always see Mi Xiaojing at night as long as he slept.