Zhu Ziling was taken by the junior disciples to another guest house in Kuzang Peak, and he saw that although the junior disciples were wearing sect clothes, one of the belts was inlaid with expensive defensive gems. sighed in his heart, he didn't give a reward to the low-level Qi Refining Cultivator as usual, but just politely said a few irrelevant words.

In case you reward the little disciple casually, the number will be disliked by others, and if the number is large, you may be despised as an upstart.

He still hadn't figured out why the disciples of this sect were so strange. Some are terribly poor, and some are so rich. The disciples of the Jindan period still have to go outside to kill demon beasts to make money, and often do some coolie work, and work as errands to earn money.

Leaving behind an expensive defensive array, Zhu Ziling finally took a breath.

This is not in the Qiankun mirror, everyone is at the peak of power, and the force is also first-class. The Firmament Sword Sect is so famous, any monk in the Yuan Infant Stage can destroy him to death.

Not to mention the Transformation God Ancestor.

Every time he was with Dugu Pocheng, he always felt nervous, for fear that the fool would do something bad. As a result, for some reason, although it often went wrong, it was all right in the end.

Moreover, there is one thing that makes him feel very indignant, as if no matter what Dugu Pocheng says or does, others will not suspect him of bad intentions, this kind of ability seems to be innate.

replaced him Zhu Ziling, even if he was well-intentioned, he was suspected from time to time that he wanted to make money and kill him.

Wiping the sweat on his forehead, Zhu Ziling suddenly felt that he was not too nervous, in the past, there were many generals, and the sky fell and he was calm. Thinking about it, it was because of Dugu's broken city, this person is really a big variable, and any planned things will often be messed up by him.

He thought silently, since he had mixed into the Firmament Sword Sect, it would be easy to do.

Next, you can slowly find out where Zhong Zhen went and why she disappeared for no reason. Earlier, I heard that she had been nesting in the Firmament Sword Sect, but now she couldn't even send a remote transmission note to her.

As for the matter of Dugu Pocheng, he learned about it a year ago, but if he wanted to infiltrate this sect, there was no one to guide him.

You can't make yourself too strong, the more powerful the monk, the heavier the Firmament Sword Sect's defense.

After designing for a long time, I finally caught an opportunity to get in.

Zhu Ziling didn't even have time to drink a sip of tea, and after pondering for a long time, he heard someone shouting outside the defensive array.

He was depressed again, big brother, can you spend two days, wait for me, a junior, to visit, do you want to kill your brother with such a swagger!

Outside the courtyard, of course, is the Dugu Broken City.

Zhu Ziling wiped his depressed face, replaced it with a kind smile, and opened the defensive array.

Dugu Pocheng slapped him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "I'm really curious, you're not"

Zhu Ziling's face was respectful and kind, but he hurriedly transmitted his voice very seriously with his divine sense, "Fool, hurry up and shut up for me!" ”

He almost wanted to find a pair of stinky socks to block Dugu Pocheng's mouth, and there were people coming and going near the guest house, and it was difficult to keep the little disciples passing by. The ears of immortal cultivators are so pointed that even ants can hear them.

The two entered the guest house and went directly into the side room with a soundproofing prohibition, Zhu Ziling was not at ease, and added another layer of soundproofing formation by the way, so he sat down with confidence.

Dugu Pocheng didn't sit down, rushed over and grabbed his face, pulled it twice, and suddenly said in surprise: "This is a face that is so realistic, it's just like the real thing, it's not at all like the mask before, it feels cold to the touch." ”

Rubbing his painful face, Zhu Ziling wanted to smash it with a fist, but according to his understanding. Dugu Pocheng has always been faster than his brain, and this fist will definitely not hit anyone, and he may even break his wrist.

He said angrily, "This face is real. The body belongs to someone else, and the primordial spirit after my death floats in and occupies it. It's a long story, but I think it's amazing how you got here, and it's amazing to see that you still look like you're the same. ”

Dugu Pocheng's heart was also full of doubts, but no one told him to ask.

He just didn't know how to engage in intrigue by nature, he couldn't learn this kind of thing, and he didn't bother to learn it. It's not that I haven't tried to tell a few lies to deceive people before, but I always don't match the preamble, and I will be debunked immediately.

In particular, these high-ranking monks pose as "Upper Realm" masters at every turn, so he often deals with them indiscriminately, and briefly explains the ascension process several times. As for the other details that he couldn't figure out, he didn't mention anything.

"They all said I had ascended from the Nether, and at first I thought it was like that, but now I don't think it's quite right. The Jindan period and the spirit refining period are definitely two different things, and we are not the same people from these outside worlds at all. We major in the soul, and the physical practice is only incidental. But their souls are very weak, but their bodies are extremely strong. Two or three swords in the Jindan period can kill half of the city's people, which refining ancestor have you ever seen so powerful? ”

After listening to Dugu's words, Zhu Ziling pondered for a while, it seemed that he didn't seem to know Zhong Zhen's whereabouts, not even such a thing as the Qiankun Mirror.

How the hell did he get out of the mirror?

Zhu Ziling raised his eyebrows and smiled, "It seems that you are not stupid enough to find out." ”

"Whoever calls me stupid is dead." Dugu Pocheng said very coldly.

It's just that he can't pretend to be the old emperor, which looks very ridiculous.

"Alright, don't make a mistake." Zhu Ziling interrupted Dugu Pocheng and continued: "You tell me from beginning to end, how did you get to the outside world, it's best not to leak too many details, I'll help you figure it out." ”

Dugu Pocheng has not completely figured it out until now, thinking that Zhu Ziling's brain melon seeds are easy to use, maybe he can find something.

After cultivating the void for hundreds of years, he came out and encountered a thunder tribulation.

"So, it's a bit like the posture of ascending to the upper realm."

Zhu Ziling pondered for a long time, the Qiankun Mirror should be in Zhong Zhen's hands, although she never mentioned it, and occasionally showed two sentences, she would definitely not guess wrong.

It's just that why did Dugu Pocheng break out of the mirror at that time, but he didn't see her?

Where did the mirror go, and where did Jong-jin go?

Glancing at Dugu Pocheng with contempt, Zhu Ziling said: "You really think it's a flying ascension, and you must not be able to think of specific matters even if you think about it." Let me take my time. The continent we used to live in was actually a magic weapon of an immortal cultivator, called the Qiankun Mirror."

He explained everything he knew in its original form, carefully and thoroughly. Dugu Pocheng kept interjecting in the middle of the city, but Zhu Ziling didn't hear anything he asked, and completely ignored it.

"That's about it. Your Majesty, you are actually a wisp of ghost in a broken mirror, hurry up and put down your stinky shelf. (To be continued.) )