After a long sigh, Zhang Qi stood up and faced reality. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info can be regarded as a wealth and disaster, the spirit crystal is gone, let's earn it again, as the saying goes, stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood, vitality and vigor return to Zhang Qi. He checked his body, fortunately, there was no damage at all, and his mind was extremely clear, how could this happen in a big battle? He was a little surprised, when he concentrated and perceived the four directions, he was even more surprised, the perception range expanded several times, and it was extremely clear, "It took so many spirit crystals in exchange for this little progress, it's not cost-effective" Zhang Qi muttered and continued to walk forward. If the powerful monk knew, he would definitely be killed, you are a small qi practitioner, by chance, your divine sense is so powerful that it surpasses the ordinary foundation building, and you are still thinking about whether it is cost-effective, and you are still lamenting the spirit crystal, it is simply a shame in the cultivation realm!

Zhang Qi walked alone in this area, not seeing a single disciple, and there were no ghosts to harass him. Losing interest in the forbidden land, Zhang Qi wanted to leave early, the door of life and death were so close, Zhang Qi left the tomb, changed direction, and wanted to go straight through, but soon, an invisible barrier blocked him, and he was not allowed to go short! Zhang Qi had to return to the tomb and walk forward slowly.

There was a pavilion on the side of the road, dilapidated, and the group of disciples just now was discussing something inside, when they saw Zhang Qi walking from a distance, and suddenly flashed in panic. Muddy horse, is the old paper more terrible than a ghost? What are you running! Zhang Qi was extremely depressed, and wanted to ask a question, but he couldn't find anyone again. After passing the pavilion, it seems that you have entered another area, and you have seen ghosts and things raging, and many disciples are haunting the tombs, go your own way, let you toss it! Qi and blood are vigorous, like a small fresh meat Shi Shiran swayed on the tomb road, causing the ghosts and ghosts to salivate, a zombie head suddenly stretched out from a tomb, staring at Zhang Qi, next to a tomb, a pair of white bone claws on the grave, as if to force the body out, some tombs began to smoke again, and the smoke was light blue, a huge tomb Ying, giggled and ran out of a few ghost babies, shouting: "Like me! Hug me!" ran to Zhang Qi.

Isn't it interesting? It's so boring! Opened his eyes and glared, the ghost babies were so frightened that they cried, turned around and ran back quickly, their sharp consciousness pressed on those strange tombs, the zombie head hurriedly closed its eyes and retracted back, the white bone claws cracked, and the blue smoke of the grave shook even more, and the smoke condensed on the grave, and the ups and downs seemed to be worshipping. In his eyes and consciousness, Zhang Qi conveyed a thought: "I'm just passing by, don't mess with me!"

Walking all the way, the ghosts are frightened, and the people are even more frightened. The lonely figure, silently walking on the tomb road, inviolable to all evils, is deeply imprinted in the hearts of all disciples. Who is this person? Why don't you hunt? After walking for an unknown amount of time, he stood on a high platform with a full range of emotions, looking into the distance, and was quite emotional. Forbidden land, as Senior Sister Chen said, under every grave, there are accomplished disciples of the Xuanyin Temple for generations, which can be regarded as heroic spirits, such a place should have become a holy place for future generations to worship. But the Xuan Hades Temple is actually used as a place for disciples to test. The heroic spirit is willing to turn into a ghost, temper the younger generations, and be the whetstone of the sect and the filter of the sect. This unscrupulous method of pushing the sect forward, with open-mindedness in evil, and persistence in madness, even if it is not agreed, it is also admirable. What is good and evil? What is good and evil? What is right and wrong? I thought I knew it, but now Zhang Qi is confused.

The same experience, the same path, different hearts, and different perceptions determine the harvest, realm, and achievement. When the disciples who entered the forbidden land were desperately searching, fighting, and hunting, Zhang Qi was detached from the outside and walked quietly on the tomb road, as if walking in the middle of his heart. It's not that he has the strength to crush everything in the forbidden land, when he passes through the seventh high platform, the surrounding area of the tomb is like a ghost domain, and every ghost thing, even if the foundation building monk sees it, will change color. But every ghost that pounced on him suddenly stopped, and the souls, zombies, ghost babies, and skeletons all showed reminiscence, sadness, and a trace of gratitude, and faded gloomily.

Zhang Qi, who was in an ethereal perception, perceived the surrounding scene as usual. But there is no tension in the heart, no greed, no murderous intent, only defense and compassion. From the beginning of the first high platform, Zhang Qi realized, every time he walked through an area, he would hug his fists in all directions, not to show weakness and beg, not to be lucky, but to sincerely express respect. By chance, his hand, which saved the lives of many disciples, was absorbing the angry yin soul, stopped, bit the big mouth of the zombie in the throat, did not close, inserted into the withered claw of the heavenly spirit cover, paused on the head, and the ghost baby who was about to dissect the heart suddenly turned his head. They all bowed deeply to Zhang Qi, not only for the awe of the strong, but also for thousands of years, finally someone who understands me!

The tomb road made a big turn, and from the direction and distance, the birth gate was not far away. Judging from the distribution of pavilions, this should be the ninth district of the forbidden land, "Rushing out of hell is bliss!" The disciple who was familiar with the structure of the forbidden land shouted and used all his means, desperately running in the direction of Shengmen, no one noticed, not far from the turn, there was a desolate and dilapidated palace.

Zhang Qiben didn't care, but suddenly he heard a terrible scream, which came out of the hall, making him rush in in a flash. There is no statue in the main hall, on the altar, there is only a dense spirit card, there is a tripod in front of the shrine, there is only a thin layer of incense ash in the tripod, I don't know how many years, no one comes here to worship, forget, has become a habit. The divine consciousness had already seen what was happening here, and before ending the man, he suppressed his anger and did one thing first.

Brush away the dust next to the altar, open up and take out the incense candle to light it, insert it in the tripod, then take out a pot of wine, sprinkle it in front of the tripod, and stand silently after three respectful worships. The forbidden land was suffocated, and then the roar echoed, the air of death rushed to the sky, the hazy sky, the dark clouds rolled, I don't know how many years later, it rained again, bit by bit, heroic tears!

With a gloomy laughter, a man walked in from the deserted garden behind the palace. "Startled me, I thought it was a great god coming, but I didn't want it to be you Wu Ciren, a villain, you didn't die! "The floating hill appeared in the temple. Zhang Qi didn't exist at all, just looked at those spirit cards, and muttered to himself: "Good and evil, gods and demons, fairies and demons, the Tao is different, but there is a Tao, what is the Tao? Obey the law and keep the bottom line, I understand it this way, right?"

After thinking for a moment, he turned his head to stare at Fuqiu Tian, and said indifferently: "What should I call you? Beast! That's an insult to a beast, a demon! You don't deserve it at all, a terrible ghost! The Forbidden Land Heroic Spirit will never agree, scum! How can you be considered a person!"