Chapter 464: The beauty of the heart is the real beauty
Combined with some evil medicines, the music played by high-ranking monks with the power of the primordial gods can paralyze those saints to the greatest extent, making them feel supreme pleasure, as if they have climbed to the peak of bliss. And cultivating in the fluttering music, the speed is extremely fast, and there is no bottleneck.
Of course, there are so many foundation building monks in the Holy City, and this is of course the reason.
Even Zhuji Dan is not used, so how embarrassing is it for those who are desperately trying to kill demon beasts to earn spirit stones!
The only drawback, of course, is that taking this drug for a long time, the person will become stupid and hurt Shouyuan. However, this is not a big problem, and those who are high in cultivation and ignorant are the most suitable and faithful saints. As for when they will die, it is not a problem, anyway, they can snatch more children with spiritual roots.
The reason why we chose a nun who is excellent in music and rhythm and has excellent appearance is even simpler, Our Lady is a woman, and of course a saint is also a woman.
It's safe to live in the Overhaul Immortal City, as long as you don't make a fool of yourself, take the giant treasure and strangers to some private underground auction exchange meetings. In that kind of place, it is inevitable to encounter evil cultivators or people with evil intentions.
Of course, Qingluo and Lin Zhiqi understand that they are in and out of big places, and they go home before dark.
But just because they are not stupid does not mean that the saints will not be bold.
If you fight and kill people for no reason in the Great Repair Immortal City, the one who makes the first move will be shot dead by the monks in charge of the city. Everyone knows this, and even if the saints understand this rule, they can't stop them from kidnapping the saints.
The Holy Maiden City, which was responsible for robbing and training the Holy Maiden, soon came a few Jindan and a group of foundation building saints, and when the two women were not fortified, they were outnumbered by the crowd, and countless fishing nets were covered with their heads.
These fishing nets are a treasure unique to the Holy City. It was even more extraordinary to be prompted by Brother Jindan.
Before losing consciousness, the two women hurriedly sent out a message for help
Lin Zhiqi is not a person who is good at talking, and she speaks very upside down, but Zhong Zhen guessed on her own, filled in the details she missed, and figured out the whole thing with a little thought.
Listening to her speech, she felt that this woman was very simple, and Zhong Zhen was very surprised. I remember that the other two monks from Myonne Island didn't talk much, though. But it is less naΓ―ve than knowing how to be sophisticated and what you say.
Where will someone say, "I'm too beautiful to walk around."
Even if it's good-looking. It's definitely waiting for people to boast. Normal people occasionally laugh at themselves, but they never praise themselves. She thought to herself that Lin Zhiqi was either very thick-skinned, like Huang Yazhi, a narcissist who loves to look in the mirror. Either they are really simple-minded and rarely talk to others.
can be in a few years. tirelessly sings and plays music to her every day, trying to wake her up, Lin Zhiqi should be the latter, a simple and kind girl.
Zhong Zhen sincerely thanked Lin Zhiqi.
She suddenly smiled and turned her head to Yuan Zhi and said, "Yuan Daoyou." Isn't Lin Daoyou very beautiful! β
At this time, should I care about something else, and besides, where does he judge the appearance of a man, Yuan Zhi hesitated for a moment before speaking: "I don't know whether people are born beautiful. But the beauty of the heart is the real beauty. Miss Lin and Miss Zhong are both extremely beautiful people. β
It sounded like a compliment, and when she heard this, Zhongzhen had to show a smile. But he was muttering in his heart, and he didn't know how to speak. When it comes to saying that people are beautiful, it means: your people are not very beautiful.
But she just said a few words casually, mainly because the atmosphere in front of her was too serious, and she could feel the heaviness of the surrounding aura without looking at it, and it was a gloomy fog.
Zhong Zhen returned to the topic, "Where am I?" β
This question was easy to answer, and Yuan Zhi hurriedly replied: "This is the Firmament Sword Sect, my cave mansion. β
This was just an opening statement, Zhong Zhen hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help asking: "I remember before the Holy Maiden City passed out, I saw a man coming out of the tower, who is he?" β
She seems to remember that it was Dugu who broke the city, but this is impossible, then it must be that her brain is confused, and her eyes are poisoned, so it is not good to see the wrong person.
Yuan Zhi carefully recalled the scene of that day, "It was Uncle Mu sent by me, and he arrived at the Holy Maiden City a few days earlier. β
"Uncle Mu turned out to be Mu Qingsong? He's married. Zhong Zhen muttered. Since Yuan Zhi called him his uncle, he was naturally a Yuanying monk.
It turned out that it was not Dugu Broken City.
She was slightly disappointed, but she had expected it in her heart.
Then she smiled, "I knew Senior Mu before, and at that time, I needed to run a long distance, hire him as a footman, and walk together for more than half a month." β
The disciples of the Firmament Sword Sect, who has never done similar work for anyone, Yuan Zhi was not surprised at all, nodded and said, "Uncle Shi also mentioned that he is in the sect at the moment, and I will go to find him to come over and catch up with you another day." β
Mu Qingsong did not leave the division, and after he came back, he first accompanied Yuan Zhi to find the Thousand Poisonous Cold Snow Spider, and later there was a baby ceremony. Of course, there are some other cumbersome matters, since it is the Yuan Infant Period, how can I divide a small hill and accept a few disciples.
The Firmament Sword Sect is a major sect that has been passed down since ancient times, and it is related to the inheritance of the sect, and it is not allowed to be sloppy in the slightest.
Since he hasn't appeared, he hasn't gotten much memory of Dugu breaking the city, Zhong Zhen thought.
The monks withdrew their essence and blood, and some of them were like wise words, as if they had experienced it themselves. Many more people just had a harmless dream and didn't even remember the face. However, Hui Yan is completely different from ordinary people, he is a Buddhist cultivator who has opened his eyes, and everything in the Qiankun mirror is almost not much different from his own experience.
Although she has been in a coma, Zhong Zhen has not completely lost consciousness, only the voices of Yuan Zhi and Lin Zhiqi are in her ears, and occasionally there is another man's voice that seems to be somewhat familiar, but it is definitely not Mu Qingsong.
"Looks like I'll have to learn how to be blind, at least before I reach the seventh order." Zhong Zhen said to herself. Hands can touch, ears can hear, and mind can search for movement around them, but they can't replace eyes.
For example, without eyes, she can't perceive subtle expressions on people's faces, and she can't tell whether they have good intentions or bad intentions.
For example, neither the ears nor the mind know if there is a wall ahead.
The Divine Sense can scout all living creatures, even if a fly is flying up or down, but the wall can't fly, it is honestly blocking the road ahead, unless it hits its head.
The problem is that she can't release her divine sense to explore the surroundings anytime and anywhere, which is really a big load for the Yuan Shen, and she can't withstand such a high-intensity use all the time.
Zhong Zhen touched the bed under him, and he didn't know whose idea it was, but it was very intimate. As a bird, if you have wings on your back, you can't sleep in a bed that is too hard, and you will definitely panic.
Therefore, Zhu Ziling made a bird's nest very intimately and let her lie down for more than 40 years. (To be continued.) )