As soon as the golden autumn passed, it was early winter in the blink of an eye, and Han Zhuo in mid-air pinched his fingers and calculated: "The cold dew and frost are falling, and the first ten days are about to start winter, the fifth heaven of qi refining has been completed, why does the sixth heaven still feel far away." ”

Thinking of this, he suddenly smiled bitterly, what else could it be? Without aura, it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice.

Yu Chenglong used the eight saints of the Western Sect to trap himself in the secret base of Xizhou, but fortunately, although the Sleepiness Technique of the Holy Word Mantra still had some power, after all, it was not cast by the real Western Sect Prophet, and the effect was greatly discounted, and Lu Qiu Jing had been desperately trying to save himself, and finally escaped safely.

However, Lu Qiujing's Yuan Shen was overdepleted and seriously injured, Han Zhuo sent her back to Kunlun Zibing to recuperate, and it took a week to recover and recover, Han Zhuo guarded her for a week, and finally put her mind at ease.

As soon as he returned to the Martial Arts Army base, he saw that most of the people in the base had been withdrawn, leaving only Jian Qiang with a yellow-character battalion to stay behind and prepare to leave.

Jian Qiang said that three days ago, Tianmai launched a surprise attack on the Jiangzhou Municipal Government, and Li Jiangcheng immediately gave feedback after receiving the news, asking the martial arts army in Xizhou to rush to support.

The martial arts army was originally stationed here in the name of clearing the heavenly veins, but who knew that after more than two months of no movement, they were actually sent to Jiangzhou, thousands of miles away.

While they felt deeply "dereliction of duty", they also reacted immediately, and they were all dressed up in half a day's effort, and He Zhengfeng and Ma Chaocheng led the team to set off.

The three battalions of "Heaven and Earth Xuan" were all dispatched, if it weren't for the news of Han Zhuo and Lu Qiujing, the Yellow Character Battalion would also be ready to go, and after Han Zhuo went back, Jian Qiang immediately ordered the Yellow Character Battalion to be ready to go.

And Han Zhuo had just gotten the news and was shocked, he thought at most that the Shinto Society would eventually lose its strength and would do something in Nanzhou, but Jiangzhou had an accident first.

In this way, Jian Youchen and his party will really be dragged in Jiangzhou and can't do without themselves, then Nanzhou will really be in danger, I thought that the Seven Treasures Linglong Pagoda was on Jiugong's body, and it was always safe, but who knew that the next moment I received the news from Ying Zhicheng, Jiugong was seriously injured, and the whereabouts of the Qibao Linglong Pagoda were unknown.

Han Zhuo was still talking to Jian Qiang, and he didn't even have time to say hello, so he immediately stepped into the air and flew back to Nanzhou.

In less than an hour, I had already seen the Yangtze River flowing eastward in the distance, and flew east along the Yangtze River for a while, and then arrived in Nanzhou.

He came too quickly, and he didn't control the dark source power in his body, and the wind on the shore suddenly blew violently, blowing the entire reed and bowing his head together.

When he arrived at the cement processing plant, Ying Zhicheng had already waited at the door and immediately greeted him: "Master, please come with me." ”

Saying that, Han Zhuo led Han Zhuo straight to the machine repair workshop inside, Han Zhuo noticed that this machine repair room had been renovated by Ying Zhicheng, and the outside was not only reinforced with reinforced concrete, but also wrapped two circles of steel strips nearly two meters wide, up and down, left and right, and even the door of the machine repair workshop was renamed.

"Soul Cultivation Palace?" Han Zhuo snorted lightly, "You are quite stylish, why don't you call it the Ghost Cultivation Palace?"

Ying Zhicheng was leading the way in front, and then responded: "Back to the master, Zhicheng practiced the master's ghost control technique, and he didn't dare to slack off in his spare time, and strengthened the master's base camp. ”

Han Zhuo couldn't help but laugh, Jiugong was also a ghost king in the world, and Ying Zhicheng was also entangled with twenty-four evil ghosts in his body, and the "Ghost Raising Palace" really felt like it was for them.

Jiugong, this guy, has no other skills, and he has always been a good player.

Han Zhuo originally just said it casually, but he didn't think that Ying Zhicheng would explain it properly, but he only said "grace", and the two of them didn't stop, and walked directly to the "Soul Cultivation Palace".

As usual, nine fat corpses were stationed in nine corners inside, and at this time, such a big thing happened, Ying Zhicheng didn't practice any ghost control techniques anymore, and the nine "fat men" stood quietly in place and didn't move.

On a wooden platform in the middle of the inside, Jiu Cheng was lying on it with four legs, but there was no wound on his body, but his eyes were very dull, and when he saw Han Zhuo coming back, he was thrilled for a moment, and then he burst into tears: "Lord God, the little ghost is incompetent, and he has embarrassed you." ”

Han Zhuo walked over and asked, "What the hell is going on?"

Jiugong then told what happened on the top of the peak of Diling Mountain Town three days ago, and said that after falling off the cliff, he was picked up by Ying Zhicheng.

Han Zhuo frowned: "It's the Western Sect priest again, they still have a lot of tricks." ”

"Lord God, I don't know what kind of evil spell that dead foreigner uses, the little ghost is really not an opponent......"

Han Zhuo said: "The Western Sect Divine Mantra is your nemesis, and it is normal that you are not an opponent. ”

Jiugong beat his chest even more, and cried: "Even the Seven Treasures Exquisite Pagoda of the main god has been lost, this is the most important task given to the little ghost by the main god, and the little ghost has not done it, how good is this...... Ahhh......hh

Jiugong said that he thought of the old and good-looking roses in the Qibao Linglong Tower, which had just been reunited for a few days, and was separated again, and he was even more sad, and he really cried.

"Okay, don't cry. ”

Ying Zhicheng brought a chair over at this time, carefully placed it behind Han Zhuo, and stood aside without saying a word, Han Zhuo slowly sat down and continued to say to Jiugong: "Let me ask you, why did you disappear some time ago?"

Jiu Cheng cried, his mouth suddenly choked, and a spirit said, "Missing......? No, the little ghost has been hiding in the Imperial Tomb Mountain according to the instructions of the main god. ”

"Then why is there no news at all, the phone can't get through, and the people are gone, I let you stay in Diling Mountain and let you play disappear?"

Jiugong kicked his four legs, almost stood up, and said hurriedly: "No, absolutely nothing, it may be that the signal in the Imperial Tomb Mountain is not good, yes, it must be that the mobile phone has no signal." ”

"Really, since you have ascended to the dream realm, you have learned the Dafa of Soul Transmission and the sound of thousands of miles, so that Ying Zhicheng can find me, but you have no way to contact me and report the situation to me?"

"Ahh......h This ...... "Jiugong couldn't sweat, he was so anxious that he stuck out his tongue, and his saliva flowed all over the table, which was really disgusting, and I don't know if it was because of a serious injury, he was usually quite clever, and he couldn't make up a joke.

Han Zhuo was amused in his heart, his face remained silent, and he only said lightly: "If you tell the truth, I may give you a chance to make meritorious contributions." ”

Jiugong just struggled to get up, and when he heard Han Zhuo say this, he immediately pounced and knelt on the table: "Say, say, the little ghost says everything, in fact, there is no mystery, the little ghost has also explained to the main god before, the little ghost has always had a missing old friend, and he has found it." ”

Han Zhuo was surprised: "Oh, where did you find it, where are you now?"

"Don't dare to hide it from the main god anymore, the sword spirit in the Seven Treasures Exquisite Tower is the ghost spirit that the little ghost thinks about day and night. ”

Han Zhuo was even more strange: "That cat, didn't you say before that your little ghost spirit was a fox spirit when he was alive and became a ghost spirit after death, how could he become a cat in autumn?"

"The little ghost can't figure it out, maybe it's a little gentler now, not as spicy as before, hehe, the little ghost prefers her now. ”

"What does that have to do with turning into a cat?" Han Zhuo said lightly, but after thinking about it for a while, the sword spirit of the Precious Immortal Sword was indeed like a schizophrenic patient, it turned out that there was still a ghost spirit in his body.

Mortals have eyes and no beads, and they can't recognize who I am, and the Immortal Sword Spirit must be able to see that the source power in my body belongs to the Demon Dao, and they don't care about me, and only let the Phantom Spirit deal with me.

Thinking of this, Han Zhuo smiled lightly, and said to Jiugong with deep meaning: "I don't ask you how you met each other, but you have been separated for so many years, and you are finally reunited, you definitely don't want to be separated again, so you want to take the Seven Treasures Exquisite Pagoda and fly away, right?"

Jiugong knew that Han Zhuo was teasing him, so he coughed in embarrassment, and recruited from the truth: "And...... We didn't want to covet any treasures, we just thought that the aura in the secret realm must be abundant, enough for me to break through to the dream, reach the soul realm, return to the level before my aura was exhausted, and then strike while the iron was hot, and then survive the ghost tribulation together, and then ...... Then ......"

Han Zhuo said lightly: "The ghost path can be cultivated twice, after you survive the ghost tribulation, you can take your little ghost spirit to fly up together, completely break away from my clutches, so that you can follow your Youquan Ghost Ancestor again, maybe you can kill a horse pistol, and find me to avenge this arrow." ”

was broken by a word, Jiugong had to lower his head and acquiesce, but he still defended himself: "The main god is as kind to me as a mountain, and it is already impossible to ask for the little ghost to fly, how can I come back to find the bad luck of the main god." ”

"Hahahaha," Han Zhuo laughed, "You responded very simply this time." ”

Jiugong simply broke the jar and said: "Anyway, I can't escape the eyes of the main god, it's better to move from the truth, but now it's too late, the Seven Treasures Linglong Pagoda is gone, and the little ghost spirit doesn't know its whereabouts, maybe...... Maybe ......"

"Don't spit out, maybe what?"

"Maybe I've been given some bullshit blood source holy contract by the Western priest of that dog's day, I'm afraid that my little ghost is no longer my little ghost, it's someone else's little ghost. Thinking of the ghost's lively, cute and gentle appearance now, Jiugong couldn't control it, and at the end he said "wow" and cried again.

"Blood Origin Sacred Contract?" Han Zhuo frowned again, "That's more difficult, you know who they put the Blood Origin Sacred Covenant on." ”

Jiugong shook his head: "I can't be sure, it seems to be someone named Mu Sanping, but then they and the Shinto Society got angry, so I had a chance to escape, and in the end, I don't know who I gave it to." ”