"The demonic energy in this spirit crystal is so powerful, it's terrible" Zhong Zhen suddenly remembered something, and suddenly felt chills all over his body.

Huang Mao looks like he wants to advance, and he won't eventually become a little octopus monster with wings!

Thinking of this chilling possibility, she panicked and recited the Sutra of Death to Huang Mao.

The spirit crystal is produced by the combination of aura and obsession, and there are a lot of impurities in it. In the past, in the Qiankun Mirror, the elixir was used to remove impurities. However, the current method is better, as long as you desperately recite the Sutra of the Dead, you can get rid of those negative obsession impurities.

Ordinary monks chant sutras on the dead, and their intentions are not very good. However, whether it is a monster or a madman, the intention is even worse.

After reciting the scriptures to Huang Mao thirty times, feeling that he should have deeply transcended the impurities in his bird's body, Zhong Zhen began to cultivate the Yuan Shen with the spirit crystal with his head in his arms.

Compared with the cultivation of the physical body, the powerful Yuan Shen is the foundation of her existence. If the Yuan Shen is strong, the physical body will be smoothly upgraded and there will be no bottlenecks.

According to Zhong Zhen's various inferences, if this cultivation room is in a certain sect and an ancestor dies, it should not be long before a disciple discovers that the fate card is broken.

In the first few days, she listened with her ears pricked up, thinking that as long as there was any wind and grass, she would immediately rush into the Qiankun mirror. Anyway, hiding in the mirror, people can't see her, and there is no danger.

This is no better than in Tianxuanzong, there are people chasing after him, and he has no chance to hide if he wants to.

But more than ten days have passed, and Zhong Zhen has not noticed the slightest movement outside.

This doesn't mean that no one knows that an ancestor of the Transformation Stage has died here, I'm afraid he hasn't found it in the short term. Either way, when a powerful character dies, someone will find out. So sooner or later this place will be opened.

Even if it is in a place that is extremely difficult to be discovered, over time, there will always be monks who have been searching for treasures everywhere. Xiao Bufan is one of them, these people are in a very good spirit, they will overcome all difficulties, with the most powerful magic weapon, the most powerful array mage, pry open all the ancient cave mansions that can be found.

Compared to the Qiankun Mirror, which will temporarily fall into the hands of others, Zhong Zhen feels that it is important to save his life first, and it is better to shrink into a small space.

Take 10,000 steps back, no one really came to pry the door, she thought in her heart, maybe she can also learn to break the city alone, one day the thunder tribulation of the transformation period comes, and the place will be split into a big pit, and she will be able to get out.

I don't know if Zhu Ziling and Dugu Pocheng can survive until the god transformation period, otherwise Shouyuan will definitely be exhausted by then. Before closing her eyes, Zhong Zhen suddenly thought of this question.

She shook her head, if she really wanted to be trapped for hundreds of thousands of years without seeing the light of day, even if she hit her head with her head, she would knock this place into a hole.

Of course, Dugu Pocheng and Zhu Ziling did not turn into gods so quickly, one of them was still in the early stage of Yuanying and the other was in the middle stage of Jindan.

The location is the Holy City.

They don't know if it's a cocoon, and they can't go anywhere for the time being.

Rewind time to the East Phantom City Yimei Fairy Mother incident

After receiving the distress message that Luo Liyi was robbed by the saints, Zhu Ziling quickly decided to "wait and see what happens", but he was soon moved by Dugu Pocheng and changed it to "think about the long term." ”

Waiting to see what happens: to sit back and watch.

Thinking in the long term means: hurry up and find a way.

So the two decided to think while walking, no, it should be said to think while flying.

They didn't plan to use the teleportation array for the time being, because the two of them kept a respectful attitude towards such a magical formation.

Unless you really feel in a hurry or are forced to do so, you don't need to use it.

There are two reasons for this. First, getting out of the teleportation array was as if the whole person had been disassembled and reorganized, and he was uncomfortable. It's like changing your body, and it takes at least a day and a half to get back in your hands and feet.

The second reason is that they are always worried that the object may break down halfway and get stuck in the middle of the way. I was even worried that I might be divided by the five horses, with my head in one place and my feet running to another place. The last one to reach the end is only one fingernail.

There are many people who have this kind of thought, and they are basically some small monks who refine qi or foundation building monks who rarely go out.

Generally speaking, people who are used to riding in ox carts will inevitably be unaccustomed to letting them ride in horse-drawn carts suddenly. People who come from small places in the countryside have some doubts about anything in the big places, and they don't trust the convenient utensils of the city people.

Dugu Pocheng was driving his gun, and Zhu Ziling was lying on the barrel of the gun and pondering, or rather sleeping, because no one could tell the difference. In case he fell, an aura shield was cast around the gun, and he lay on his side, his knees together slightly bent, his head supported by one hand, and his eyes were closed calmly and peacefully.

If anyone sees it, they will think that the monk's sleeping posture is really perfect, and take it to make a carving, and every angle will appear just right.

"Isn't it tiring to always pose like this?" Dugu Pocheng glanced at Zhu Ziling and said to himself. He expressed his incomprehension of this, and at the same time he did not understand, he also had some envy that he couldn't explain for any reason

Why can't he pose so well?

If Zhu Ziling heard his heart, he would tell him very calmly, because you didn't know that you were the Bai family's seed until you were forty or fifty years old, and I knew when I was six years old.

The difference between a six-year-old and a fifty-year-old is that the former's life changes rapidly and can be taken out at any time. It's like the kind of man who has seven or eight children in a poor family, but unfortunately dies his daughter-in-law, life will always be a little difficult, and he has to be both a mother and a father, with all kinds of skills.

And the latter is a bastard who doesn't learn and doesn't know how to pick peaches halfway.

The question is, Dugu Pocheng didn't intervene in the middle, whose mouth would this peach fall into? If there is no Dugu Broken City, it will probably fall into Hong Lingze's mouth. Then one day, the surnamed Hong and Wei Shang wrestled wrists, whoever has the most strength and thick arms, the fruit of victory is his.

Because although Zhu Ziling's head is big enough, his arms are not thick enough, and his strength is not strong enough, and he has never been able to reach the fruit that hangs high.

Zhu Ziling understood this truth, so he didn't have much opinion on Dugu Pocheng from beginning to end.

Just because you don't have an opinion doesn't mean you won't think of some strange ways to beat him up.

Anyway, it's some innocuous little things.

I don't know if it's sleeping, or thinking, maybe even cultivating, Zhu Ziling, finally opened his eyes two days later.

He leaped to his feet, like a gun straighter than a javelin, and stood in front of the spear with his head held high, looking up at the front in silence.

Still not knowing whether he was in a daze, or thinking about a very important issue in life, his gaze seemed to pass through the entire sky, and it seemed very deep and far.

Dugu Pocheng finally couldn't help but be angry, and yelled loudly: "You're enough!" Lao Tzu is not a big girl, is it okay to always pretend like this? ”

Zhu Ziling turned a deaf ear, looked like he was holding a wisdom bead, and said very deeply: "I think about it." (To be continued.) )