But Jing Yao has her own judgment on the relationship between good and evil, and besides, she doesn't think she can beat Huang Xiufeng.

The reason why he dared to talk nonsense was mainly because the world spirit once said that Huang Xiufeng was open-minded and open-minded, and he would not turn his face because of a few jokes of his own.

Huang Xiufeng doesn't have any desire to do anything, after he cultivates himself, his original intention is to be happy and enjoy the fun of life.

What is the determination of good and evil, it is just a to him......

Moreover, because the cultivators of the righteous path classify demons into one category, they belong to the evil outer path.

And the Demon Sect also thinks that demons belong to close relatives, so they have been in contact for a long time, which is also the reason why the Demon Qin Chaoran is kind to Huang Xiufeng.

The two of them were chatting with each other, and Huang Xiufeng suddenly had a question.

"I'm a demon cultivator evolved from the spirit of plants and trees, but why do you also have pure life vitality in your body? ”

Jing Yao said about this, do you care?

Huang Xiufeng touched his nose, knowing that he had asked too much, it was someone else's exercise, how could he recognize and reveal it at will.

What's more, it's just the first acquaintance.

He said helplessly: "It's me who is too talkative, please forgive me, girl." ”

Huang Xiufeng was polite, which made Jing Yao a little embarrassed, but the existence of the realm spirit could not be talked about.

So he changed the topic and asked: "You are a veteran here, this is your home again, this island is terrifying, is there an unexcavated Xianjia Cave Mansion, and let me try my skills." ”

Huang Xiufeng glared and said, "If there was such a place, I would have done it a long time ago, and I would have waited for you to come?"

Jing Yao said dissatisfiedly: "Then your place is nothing special, it's not as fun as the outside world." I still have something to do, so I won't talk to you. ”

Jing Yao's words were straightforward, and she was quite favored by Huang Xiufeng.

And it is rare that there is a righteous monk who is willing to chat with him, he actually wants to discuss the exercises of cultivating immortals with the other party, but there is a difference between good and evil, if he opens his mouth to ask, the relationship between the two sides will definitely not be difficult to get along.

Demon cultivation is pathetic, it all depends on its own comprehension, and there is no practice to cultivate.

Huang Xiufeng's talent was actually not under the sword sect Lin Tianxing and the demon sect's young master Qin Chaoran, he had cultivated to the point of the Jindan Great Perfection by instinct alone, how could it be comparable to ordinary people?

"What kind of genius treasure do you want to say, I really don't have it, but I know a place to go, there must be a treasure there, but it's a pity that I haven't dared to take risks because I haven't cultivated enough, if you're interested...... Forget it, it's useless if you're interested, the fusion realm is not a big deal. ”

Jing Yao snorted: "What's wrong with looking down on people? What's wrong with the Fusion Realm? Didn't you see anything with the Optimus Sword I just made?"

Huang Xiufeng asked hesitantly, "What do you see?"

"The peerless demeanor of a generation of female sword immortals. ”

Huang Xiufeng scratched his head and said, "I'm sorry, I really don't think there is any fairy style." ”

"It seems that you don't know enough about my Optimus Sword, come on, let's compare. ”

Jing Yao is not big-minded, and basically never holds grudges, because if there is a grudge, she will take revenge on the spot.

Since the other party said that she couldn't cultivate, then try how big the gap is between herself and the Jindan Realm's Great Perfection.

She stabbed with her sword, but was stunned by the result and stabbed ......

No, this is not the feeling of the sword blade entering the body, it is like stabbing the air, and Huang Xiufeng smiled, and then slowly disappeared.