Zhang Qingyuan's voice resounded into a thunderous rolling sound in the Muxin space, and when the sound completely dissipated, the space was not completely stable, which was enough to see how strong Zhang Qingyuan's soul foundation was!

And these are all the rapid progress after getting the wood spirit card!

Peeping at the leopard in the tube, from this power, Zhang Qingyuan also really felt the important role of the wood spirit card for the first time to the cultivators, such a superb treasure, if it is placed in the cultivation realm, it will definitely make everyone red, and when the time comes, it will inevitably cause endless bloody rain!

Therefore, Zhang Qingyuan made up his mind, even in the face of Zhang Wanqing, there must not be the slightest leakage, once the rumors go out, even if Zhang Qingyuan finds those senior brothers, it will be difficult to protect such a treasure, and it will cause a catastrophe!

And at this moment, a divine thought came out faintly from Mu Xin's space, and it seemed to be the first time that human language came out, the voice was obscure, and the sound seemed to be a patchwork of multiple syllables, Zhang Qingyuan was puzzled for a moment, and finally understood, Mu Xin said two words:

"I ...... ...... service"

After understanding it, the corners of Zhang Qingyuan's mouth floated a trace of arc, and he said in a deep voice: "I have already served, but I still don't show up?" ”

After Zhang Qingyuan finished speaking, after a pause, Zhang Qingyuan saw that the plum tree shook violently, and the wrinkled bark continued to open and contract, as if it was constantly being pumped and inflated.

After a while, a crack began to open at the root of the plum tree, and when the wind rose, it stretched all the way, and after a while, the crack extended from the root to the top, and then, a green light shook in front of Zhang Qingyuan's eyes, and he was about to flee out with a 'whoosh'!

"Where to go!"

Zhang Qingyuan's face sank and he shouted. With a flick of the hand, the finishing touch appeared out of thin air. Across a black ray, chase after the green ray!

St. Timu's heart fled quickly. The finishing touch is faster, almost in the blink of an eye!

"Rao ......" Saint Timuxin seemed to be frightened, and as soon as a syllable came out, he was waved out by Zhang Qingyuan's magic trick, and he manipulated the finishing touch without the slightest emotion!

There was no earth-shattering sound, not even a sound at all, and I saw a few meters above the plum garden in a green place, like a ghost fire suddenly born in the dark night!

And this scene, Li Lao and Ling'er were shocked for a while. Ling'er was even more paralyzed on the ground in horror, thinking that if she had been hit by that pitch-black thing just now, she was afraid that by now she would have been completely annihilated in this shijie!

The deterrence on that pitch-black thing is even greater than the oppression that Zhang Qingyuan gave her, after all, it is the magic weapon that Wu Daozi once used, and even the super masters of the Tribulation Period have been killed, not to mention that it is Ling'er, an unpopular soul, although it is not aimed at him. And it wasn't Wu Daozi who urged it, but even if Zhang Qingyuan urged it, it almost made her collapse!

And in mid-air, it was hit by the finishing touch. Saint Timu's heart suddenly fell, and the green light instantly dimmed, and when it fell to the ground. The faint green glow was almost undetectable, fainter than the glimmer of a firefly.

Subsequently. St. Timu's heart was swept back with the finishing touch.

Holding the heart of Saint Timu, which was no more than the thickness of a child's arm, Zhang Qingyuan was slightly stunned. Then it was funny.

I saw two forks on a cylinder in the heart of Shengtimu, like the capital Y of the English letters, originally the color of the whole body of turquoise, but now it was first burned by Zhang Qingyuan's sun fire, and then hit by the finishing pen, at this moment it was already pitch black, like charcoal just taken out of the fire, it is estimated that no one will pick it up if it is thrown out.

At this moment, the saint Timu heart has long been as unconscious as a human being, and it is really like a dead wood, of course, Zhang Qingyuan has already figured out the reality of Mu Xin before, so he has a sense of proportion between his shots, just to teach it a tragic lesson.

Zhang Qingyuan looked at it, put it into the space ring, turned his head, and met Ling'er with a frightened look, this look made Ling'er tremble, and quickly lowered her head, frightened.

"Your name is Ling'er?" Zhang Qingyuan took his gaze back from Ling'er and said lightly.

Feeling that there was no longer the oppression of Zhang Qingyuan's gaze on her body, Ling'er suddenly felt a lot better, and Zhenshou said in a low voice: "Qi ...... Qi Yu Shangxian, the little woman is called Ling'er. ”

Zhang Qingyuan nodded and said lightly: "Are you willing to follow me?" ”

Although this Ling'er is a female ghost, she has a slender body, a delicate face, and is wearing a silk purple flower skirt, at that time, she was definitely a young lady from a big family, but what Ling'er really made Zhang Qingyuan like was her body - the body of Jiuyin Xuanmu!

In the cultivation realm, although the body of the Nine Yin Xuanmu is not as good as the qualifications of the five water spirit roots, it is stronger than the four water spirit roots, and if it is used properly, it can also compete with the five water spirit roots, especially, when the cultivator with the body of the nine yin Xuanmu turns into a ghost cultivator who cultivates on the basis of the cold qi, it is much faster than the cultivator of the five water spirit roots.

However, there are pros and cons, after all, no one wants to give up their physical body and turn into a ghost cultivator. But now that Ling'er is already a ghost, she can naturally be regarded as a good qualification.

Of course, if Ling'er didn't have this level of spirit qualification, otherwise, even with the support of St. Timu's heart, it would never have been possible to exist in the form of a soul for hundreds of years.

Hearing Zhang Qingyuan's words, Ling'er was stunned for a moment, looked up at Zhang Qingyuan in shock, her face was full of disbelief, and when she reacted to Zhang Qingyuan, she quickly bowed her head and bowed down, stammering and crying: "Ling'er...... Please, meet the Lord...... ...... hosts"

While speaking, Ling'er stood up with her delicate support on the ground, straightened her dress, knelt down again, and kowtowed in surprise.

Zhang Qingyuan saw that this Ling'er was also sensible, smiled slightly, squeezed his fingertips, flicked his fingers, and a drop of essence blood containing five-colored streamers went straight to Ling'er, which was imprinted on her forehead in an instant, and then disappeared in Ling'er's body.

Just when the essence blood reached Ling'er's body, Ling'er's soul suddenly stabilized, and a feeling of fullness immediately spread throughout her body, and even faintly had a physical touch.

Although there is no flesh and blood, with a drop of Zhang Qingyuan's natal essence blood, Ling'er is no longer a rootless ghost, but has a real backing, just like the Chinese myths and legends of borrowing lotus root to build a body and resurrect the soul.

Feeling the changes in her body, Ling'er couldn't help but be overjoyed, and bowed to the ground again: "Ling'er thanks the master for the reward!" ”

Ling'er is very smart, now Zhang Qingyuan is her master, she naturally doesn't have to say much if she is grateful, after kowtowing, Yingying stood beside Zhang Qingyuan, bowed her head and was silent, as well-behaved and obedient as a maid in ancient times.

After doing this, Zhang Qingyuan turned his head again, looked at the stunned Li Lao, and said with a smile: "Li Lao, do you want to have this kind of magical power too?" (To be continued......)

PS: Sorry, it's still a chapter today