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The dream demon said depressedly: "Boy, do you dare not to leave your master for three sentences? I guess, you will ask the next sentence. Dare to ask the seniors, is there a way to remove it from me?"

Luo Binghe smiled bitterly and said, "Even if I ask, will senior tell me?"

The dream demon laughed: "It's not that the old man doesn't want to tell you. It's that the old man is really powerless. He can't even see it, so how can you get rid of it? If it wasn't for you, I would have taken you two long ago. If you kill them all together, how can you be interested in getting involved for a long time. Are you very leisurely as an old man?"

Luo Binghe did not speak.

What he thinks is that your entity is gone, just a phantom parasitic in other people's dreams. You are not free, who is free?

Although he has a gentle nature, this is the truth...

Dream Demon didn't know that he was slandering himself in his heart, and said: "There is nothing I can do to get rid of me, but it is not impossible to suppress."

Luo Binghe was surprised. He tentatively asked: "Senior, are you willing to tell me the method?"

Dream Demon induced: "The old man can not only teach you how to suppress him, but also teach you more."

Luo Binghe understood.

His heart sank, and his voice became cold: "You want me to cultivate demons?"

"What's wrong with cultivating demons? If you can cultivate demons, that layer of things on your body will greatly benefit your cultivation. A thousand miles a day, surpassing ten thousand people, is by no means empty talk. Not to mention!"

Hearing the last sentence, Luo Binghe's heart moved.

Thousands of miles a day, above ten thousand people, immortals and demons are supreme. Then... it should be the most powerful existence, right?

Soon, he immediately rejected the idea.

Master hates demons all the way. If you can't help the temptation of this dream demon and enter the evil way, how should you face Master?

Whether Shen Qingqiu was heartbroken or furious, it was definitely not what he wanted to see.

"No." Luo Binghe categorically refused.

The dream demon sneered: "If you don't want to learn from me, I'm afraid you won't be able to suppress the demonic energy in you. Now that it's hidden deep, it's okay if you can't see it, but the old man can feel that the seal on your body is weakening. Wait. It will break the seal and come out one day, what will your good master who is jealous of evil and who takes the responsibility of eradicating demons and defending Dao as his mission treat you?"

When it came to Luo Binghe's most scruples, his face sank, and he said, "Senior Mengmo, I'm just a little fan, why do you have to ask me to cultivate?"

This question is too high-level. Except for the author, no one can figure out why all the amazing people are always crying and calling for the protagonist to be their apprentice/successor/son-in-law.

No, in fact, probably not even most authors know the answer to this ancient mystery.

"Boy, don't be ignorant of praise! The old man sees that you are in a strange state, and you don't want to disappear with my body, no matter how many people ask for it!"

Luo Binghe was expressionless. Seeing that he didn't answer, the dream demon suddenly felt an ominous premonition.

Sure enough, when Luo Binghe spoke again, there was a faint smile on his face.

He said slowly: "Senior is so eager to teach me, I'm afraid it's not just because I don't want to quit school and have no successor?"

The dream demon screamed badly.

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Luo Binghe said: "Parasitic in other people's dreams, if you change the host frequently, the primordial spirit will be damaged and weakened during the transition, but if you can live on a fixed host for a long time, you can nurture the spirit and stabilize the primordial spirit. ."

He paused and said, "Could it be that Senior Dream Demon has come to an end, so he had no choice but to choose me as the host to cultivate?"

Meng Mo was told by him, neither denied nor annoyed, but admitted it generously: "Not bad! I didn't expect you to be well-informed and know this."

Luo Binghe didn't plan to tell him that he just guessed everything just now.

Seeing his calm expression, the dream demon couldn't figure out what the kid was thinking, and then said, "But don't think that you are the host of this old man. There are thousands of people with extraordinary talents in the demon race, who wouldn't kneel down and ask for this? Honor! It's you, but you have to think carefully, can you miss this opportunity?"

In fact, over the years, his primordial spirit has been declining day by day. He originally lived in the magic weapon, and he stayed well. After 180 years of meditation, he was alive again. However, Sha Hualing, who did not know the truth, was confused and cast the magic weapon as a weapon. When it came to Luo Binghe, he no longer had the strength to look for the next host.

But in the dead end, it was discovered that this new sojourn boy had a mighty power hidden in his body and his spiritual consciousness, and he was ecstatic, how could he just let it go?

He had already made up his mind, no matter how sternly Luo Binghe refused, he would use all means to persuade him to practice the magic technique of the demon race from himself, so that his physical body and spiritual consciousness would be more suitable for his sojourn.

The dream demon said: "The old man gave you time, think carefully. Otherwise, the consciousness of you and your master will be trapped in the dream forever, this old man can still do it!"