Chapter 430: What Year Is This Evening?
Hong Tianming felt that if he didn't leave, these rumors about him and Yu Ling would definitely be laughed to death.
He has a wide range of people, and there is no one who does not recognize almost all the Jindan monks in the vicinity. Although the cultivators often meet, they can't stop the boredom of living for too long, and it is inevitable that friends will talk about some things that are short in the east and west, such as so-and-so and so-and-so (repair) and the like.
Thinking that someone came to visit him in order to ask about the message, Hong Tianming had the urge to kill himself with a sword to show his innocence.
He said to Zhong Zhen categorically: "I have to go, you have something to send to me in the future." The Nine Heavens Dao Sect was not far from the Heavenly Xuan Sect, and it flew for five days without using the teleportation array. ”
Zhong Zhen smiled and waved her hand, "Go ahead, let's go, I'll see you another day!" Everyone is a person who cultivates immortals, this is not a willow send-off, I silently send you three thousand miles in my heart, the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, and our friendship lasts forever. ”
The so-called change of day means that I don't know what day it is, maybe not for hundreds of years.
Sending Hong Tianming outside the courtyard, Zhong Zhen looked up at the red Caixia in the evening, and added, "Don't let the sunset be thick!" ”
For some reason, what she remembered was the morning glow, the day of separation, the morning glow first appeared.
Hong Tianming suddenly held his forehead and broke out in a cold sweat, what have you learned, you can say this kind of sour words. He hurriedly ran away.
Looking at the back of Hong Tianming's rapid departure, Zhong Zhen was stunned.
Pretending to be stupid is really the easiest thing in the world, it is simply effortless, and it is a thousand times easier than pretending to be smart, because there is no way to pretend to be smart.
Fortunately, once people really think you are stupid, even if you say nonsense, he will never take it seriously. Zhong Zhen thought to herself, in Hong Tianming's heart, I am afraid that she is probably the stupidest and kindest person in the world.
Eating the elixirs in the storage rings of those monks that he picked up before, Zhong Zhen meditated every day to absorb the spiritual energy, and sat down for more than ten or twenty days, and once practiced for two months. There are several bowls of dust sweeping on my body.
Not all the pills can be eaten, and many of the pills that were picked up did not indicate what they were, so they showed Yu Ling. He didn't recognize it either.
Obviously feeling that his body was gradually lightening and his bones were also strong, Zhong Zhen was happy in his heart. However, just meditating is not enough, as a demon cultivator, you must strengthen your own physique, otherwise you will definitely be killed by lightning when you transform into a shape.
She flies high at a leisurely pace. Exercise with the cold wind.
It's been three or four years.
On this day, Zhong Zhen held the Mixed Yuan Pill in his hand and looked at it for a long time.
She was already a fourth-order demon cultivator, and although she had to wait until the late stage of the fourth-order to take it, she couldn't help it now.
This pill was covered by her quickly, and she couldn't even think of hundreds of thousands of millions of spirit stones.
"Even if you can't reach the fifth order, you should be able to reach the late stage of the fourth order, and then you will be able to go out to find the soul cultivation wood. Time really waits for no one......" Zhong Zhen pondered for a long time, and finally craned her neck and threw the pill into her mouth.
The entrance of the elixir did not dissolve. Slide down your throat.
The gentle aura spreads from the stomach, gradually seeping into the flesh and bones, and constantly circulating in the body. After running for a few weeks, it fits with the flesh and bone body and sinks into the dantian.
This continuous aura seems to have no end, as if lying in the spring sun, basking in the warm sun and the breeze blowing on your face.
It's really the best elixir!
Zhong Zhen sat quietly in the cultivation room, and the whole person entered the realm of self-forgetfulness. Gradually, I don't know if I am cultivating or sleeping.
I don't know where I am, I don't know how many years have passed, and I don't know how many springs and autumns have passed in the world.
Tianxuanzong's peach blossom forest where Yu Chen used to practice swords. After opening and thanking, thanking and opening, the little female cultivators who came and went in the forest to practice swords have all become big girls. Maybe it's also a female cultivator who is pregnant with a spring, holding a white rabbit and saying something about it.
It is impossible for these Zhong Zhen to know that she has been asleep.
This newly built cave house. It was carefully built by Yu Ling with a few good craftsmen, half on the ground and half underground, it was a small building with a yard, the workmanship was very exquisite, but it was not the kind of building that could be put in the storage ring.
The Danlu fish tank was placed on the second floor of the small building, with a large terrace ventilated on three sides, and on this day, a female disciple who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old had just fed the fish and was about to add water to it, when she heard a scream that broke through the sky.
The voice was too tragic, and the little disciple was originally holding a gourd that was holding water, and was casting a spell to pour water, but the gourd in his hand "plopped" and accidentally fell into the fish tank.
Originally, there was only half a tank of water, but it turned out to be overflowing. She hurriedly fished out the gourd, and filled part of the water in the fish tank into the gourd.
Although I don't know what these fish are used for, it is said that the demon cultivators value them very much, and it will be troublesome if the gourd is stoned to death by one and a half. She shoved the lid of the gourd, stuffed it into the storage bag, and hurried downstairs to see what was going on.
Squatting in the fish tank, the little ghost watched the little nun leave, sighed softly, the little girls who fed the fish had changed several times, and Zhong Zhen seemed to have finally woken up.
Fortunately, when I picked the fish at that time, they were all not big, otherwise the Danlu fish tank would have been unable to fit for a long time. At the beginning, she said that she would catch and eat the fish when they grew up, which was a lie at all.
The little ghost turned around and returned to the small space, and there was a new resident inside, who was much more interesting than Li Huaixu, but the food and drink had to be shared between two people, which was very tight. Fortunately, Zhong Zhen finally woke up, otherwise he would eat one or two fruits every day, and he would only be able to eat fish once in almost half a month, which is really not a human life.
He thought to himself, fortunately, the fish he picked and caught in the big lake of the Devil's Abyss can grow quickly, and the meat is delicious and ugly, so he will not be reluctant to kill them when he eats them.
When Zhong Zhen woke up, he was not sitting upright in the underground cultivation room, but lying in a soft nest that looked like a bird's nest. Her hands and feet were a little paralyzed for a long time, her head was dizzy, and she didn't know who she was for a while.
In addition to sleeping in the wrong place, she felt very wrong all over her body, and she didn't know what was wrong.
Crawling out of the bird's nest in a daze, Zhong Zhen felt that her limbs were a little as if they were not her own, and she took two steps with her hands and feet, and suddenly her left foot tripped her right foot, and the whole person fell face down to the ground.
A fall made her sober up a little, she laughed, how is it the same as a lame, and hurriedly urged the aura to penetrate her body. The paralysis faded away, replaced by an inexhaustible amount of strength.
Standing up again, Zhong Zhen walked towards the door, but before he could get there, the door had been opened from the outside.
It's Xiao Bufan, why Xiao Bufan?
Zhong Zhen's face was a little unhappy, and he asked in a deep voice, "Where am I, why are you here?" ”
Could it be that this person took advantage of her cultivation to do something and take her as a spiritual pet?
Xiao Bufan's face was calm, and he told her very calmly, "Don't panic too much, this is your own cave mansion, your own cultivation room, you have been sleeping for more than forty-six years." (To be continued.) )