Looking at Ouyang Zixu, who was lying on the bed with an unusually peaceful face, if it weren't for the slight rise and fall of his chest, at first glance, he was afraid that he would be regarded as a dead man. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Girl, girl, what do you think you're thinking?" A few days ago, I was obviously still fighting, but after only half a day, I went back to the old way.

If Rong Yi knew that Ouyang Zizhi was just because it was a side effect of Qingying Fruit, and he had already hummed a little song without fear and started a half-day tour in his mind, I am afraid that he would no longer be able to maintain his image as an immortal, so he jumped up directly and spit out a mouthful of blood......

Ouyang Ziji's idea is really simple, if this side effect is temporary, then he doesn't have to worry about it at all, why bother with mediocrity, he can always wake up; If this side effect is permanent, hum, impossible! Even if it's permanent, Rongyi will find a way to make it temporary.

Why?

Hahahaha, this is a continent of spelling mothers, who does the top master Master Rong admire?

White Su!

Who is Bai Su?

My mother!

Bai Su is my mother, who am I afraid of!

In fact, it is normal for Ouyang Ziyi to think like this, but she is afraid that her little appearance will not last long.

Because Rong Yi made a move-

A blue Xuan Qi wrapped around the snow-white jade ring slowly flew out of his hand and hung above Ouyang Ziji's head, and after the blue Xuan Qi stabilized the jade ring, he saw that he began to remove the layer of mysterious Xuan Qi that had been protecting Ouyang Ziji's forehead for nine days.

"Huh?" Why is the white fog getting thicker and thicker? It's fog, but why does it seem to be sticky? It's uncomfortable to stick to the skin.

Did you go to the center of your mind? Ouyang Zixu gradually slowed down, and the mist that was so thick that it almost condensed into water attached to his whole body, and he actually had his own weight.

"Almost all in your hand?" Even though it's in a dream in my head, is this phenomenon normal? The mysterious white mist had its own weight and was attached to Ouyang Ziji's body.

Before Ouyang Zizhi could figure it out, this white mist that was almost as white as milk, and as thick as yogurt, wrapped her whole body. It was difficult to take a step under my feet, and the gravity and pressure around me increased at an astonishing rate.

Soon, Ouyang Ziji's breathing became rapid, and his originally calm face still had that peaceful appearance at the moment, suffocating white, and sweat began to seep out from under his skin.

Rong Yi didn't dare to be in a hurry at this time, and only faded away the mysterious qi little by little, so as to make Ouyang Zizhi adapt to this sense of oppression as much as possible.

After all, this is just the beginning!

This evil white mist was menacing, which really caught Ouyang Zizhi off guard, and he couldn't push it away, and he couldn't shake it off. By the time I thought about running back, I was already in a situation where it was difficult to move an inch.

"Damn it!" Seeing that this white mist is everywhere, if you don't want to break free and be covered by it, you are afraid that your life will be in danger. Thinking of this, Ouyang Zizhi didn't dare to struggle indiscriminately anymore, but calmed down and began to adjust his breathing, trying to concentrate himself as much as possible, and find the clues in this strange white mist to save himself.

In short, Ouyang Zizhi will not sit still and wait for death.

I have to say, this person is really forced out, he has already had this kind of awareness, so why is this? However, Ouyang Zizhi now has no time to self-examine, as for whether he can remember to review afterwards?

Let's talk about it!

Ouyang Ziji, who had calmed down, closed his eyes, it was said that if one of the six senses was closed, then the other five senses would be strengthened. For example, if a person's eyes are invisible, then his senses of smell, hearing, touch, taste, and perception will be sharper. At this moment, Ouyang Zizhi didn't have time to delve into whether his other five senses would really be strengthened, so he could only be a dead horse and a live horse doctor.

Ouyang Zizhi's idea is right, some masters will even self-profess the five senses when cultivating, leaving only consciousness, on the one hand, they can completely isolate themselves from the outside world, and on the other hand, they can improve the concentration of spiritual power when cultivating. It's just that this method is not easy for anyone to dare to use, after all, there is still a great risk in self-proclaimed Wujue, and if you are not careful, you will become a living dead from now on, and in the life that Ouyang Zizhi lived, he would be a vegetative person.

Ouyang Ziji, who temporarily "lost" his vision, felt it seriously, the pressure and gravity around him were still increasing, but for some reason, the speed seemed to have slowed down, perhaps because he had adjusted his breathing rate.

It seems that this is the right first step.

Although the white mist is dense now, there is still a small amount of air for Ouyang Ziji, if the concentration of this white mist continues to increase, will it directly become solid?

Except for whether the five senses of vision have been enhanced, Ouyang Zizhi has not yet felt that the thing called premonition is indeed much stronger. Because Ouyang Zizhi had just come up with this idea, he could feel that the white mist that was originally attached to the skin like a liquid began to slowly form lumps on the surface of the skin like cement losing moisture.

Is this to seal yourself in this white mist? Terracotta?

This frightening was not light, Ouyang Zizhi tried to twist his body vigorously, hoping to shake the white mist off his body before it really formed a lump.

With this move, the white mist seemed to have a target, and more and faster towards Ouyang Ziji was backlogged here. This sudden increase in pressure made Ouyang Zi's heart suffocate, and he almost lost his breath.

I'm so unwilling, I've just got a clue to get out of the predicament......

If you want to ask Ouyang Zizhi what his mood is now, it is like a person who is dying of thirst in the desert, and finally sees an oasis not far ahead, and then when he tries his last strength to run towards the oasis, he finally dies in the desert, and until he dies, he doesn't know whether the oasis is real or a mirage.

"I ...... No, unwilling to ...... "Is it just so unexplained to die?" Dead in your own mind? In your own dreams?

If he died so inexplicably, why did he leave his father and mother to find Rong Yi in the first place? If the rebirth ended like this, would the mother who had dreamed of it be even more sad if she knew?

Wait, did you forget something?

By the way, it's him, Rong Yi...... Uncle......

"Girl, do you finally remember me?"

He's coming!

As soon as the thought flashed, Ouyang Zizhi actually had a feeling of relief, as if Rong Yi's voice could bring her a sense of security, and the whole person actually relaxed, and then lost consciousness.