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After flying for a while, Zhong Zhen always felt that something was missing from the dark tomb door, and after thinking about it carefully, it turned out that the statue of the Apricot Blossom Ancestor was missing.

"This can't be done, without the statue of the Apricot Blossom Ancestor, this sect simply has no reliance at all." She stood on the sword and said to herself, "It looks like we'll have to get another one, otherwise it won't look good." ”

She secretly laughed to herself, those who used to come to the Dark Tomb Gate to look for hidden treasures must be so frightened that they tremble every day now, especially the ancestor who led the team of the Huayang Sect, he must not know where to hide now.

Erecting another statue will surely scare everyone.

Thinking of this, Zhong Zhen felt happy, how could he be unhappy to be able to play tricks on people?

Pressing the flying sword and swooping to the ground, she lowered her head and went straight into the ground, digging a large hole, and it took countless days to make a statue twice as large as before, four feet high.

Afraid that the statue was not strong enough, it took a month to use it, and it took a lot of spiritual power to refine the statue repeatedly, making it extremely solid, she thought to herself that this statue would definitely not be like the previous one, and after a long time, the face became pitted, and even the nose collapsed.

A foundation was dug and a beautiful base carved with birds and beasts was attached, and a new statue of the ancestor of the apricot blossom was placed next to the dead old apricot tree at the entrance of the village.

For Xinghua Ancestor, she was in a complicated mood, puzzled, and helpless.

How did the Xinghua Ancestor reach the spirit refining stage?

He shouldn't have as many spirit crystals as the old emperor, although this person does bad things everywhere, no matter how much he robs, he will definitely not have the resources of the emperor.

If it is said that it is to absorb humans and beasts with divine power, Zhong Zhen does not believe it at all.

Li Huaixu's treasure bead is definitely a trap, although the cultivation of the Seven Spirits and Three Souls is of great benefit, but the later paragraph about the use of divine power has no benefit at all.

If the mutant beast or cultivator is absorbed, the speed of cultivation increase is extremely fast, but this shortcut is really gone, and it will only stop at the soul refining period. Even in the refining period, because the spirit is too complicated, the mood is a little unstable, and it will never recover.

Zhong Zhen thought of this, and the fire didn't hit anywhere.

This old thing is not a thing anymore. What was his purpose in keeping this treasure orb? Is it possible that all people devour each other, whether they are devoured or devoured, all will die?

She has suffered greatly from it all these years. At first, I didn't feel that from the sixth layer of soul refining, I often felt impetuous, and I had to suppress the killing intent in my heart all the time.

Because Mu Lichou killed people in Yueshan Town, she was completely out of control, if it weren't for the soul-nourishing wood in the dantian, she would definitely have died of misfortune, and her body was rotten.

It is already difficult to control oneself during the refining period, let alone cultivating to the refining stage with divine power. Even if there is a soul nourishing wood, it may not be a waste of scattered cultivation. But it will definitely fail to advance because the soul breath absorbed is too complicated.

So how did Li Huaixu cultivate?

Zhong Zhen was simply curious to death, but unfortunately the man had been dead for hundreds of years, where to ask.

After finishing the statue, Zhong Zhen stood at a distance and looked at it, feeling very satisfied, and it looked really magnificent. With the Xinghua Ancestor sitting here, at least in the last few hundred years, no one will bother the Dark Tomb Gate.

She happily set off again, heading out into the depths of the moor. I've never been this far before. Everyone said that the barbarians on the other side of the wasteland were very terrible, for fear that if they ran away, they would be caught and boiled in a pot to eat.

Many years ago, the barbarians fought against the Mongol kingdom. Corpses are everywhere, in addition to the mass graves where more than 100,000 people are buried, there are also large and small corpse pits everywhere, so the wasteland will become the base camp of corpse cultivation.

However, legends are legends, and no one knows what the truth is. It is recorded in the history books. It's all the winning side's casual nonsense, and Zhong Zhen has long understood this.

On the other side of the wasteland, the land is vast and sparsely populated, and here it is all dry thorns and sand, and there is no human population in sight.

In some places, the underground water source is good, it is relatively close to the ground, and the grass grows luxuriantly, and there will be a beautiful oasis. There are many people living there, and there are shepherds who herd sheep and cattle and horses.

She stopped on some oases along the way, and found that there were extremely few cultivators, and even if they did, they were very weak, and they were generally only ordinary people.

The more Zhong Zhen flew, the more she felt that the weather was really bad, it was cold at night, and it was so hot during the day, even if she cultivated well, she felt a little.

There are no people in this shabby place at all, why did the Murong family retire to live here? It's better to be like the families of King Lu Dengcheng and pick a good place in Ningguo with beautiful scenery and suitable water and soil for cultivation.

According to the letter sent by Huang Mao, she recognized the direction, and finally saw an oasis the size of a palm in a large area of sandy land with only thorns, which was estimated to be hundreds of miles away, and it looked like a green sole.

Seeing the green soles, Zhong Zhen cheered, "Finally found!" No wonder cripples get lost, it's really hard to find. ”

In fact, even if it is not difficult to find, the lame man is very likely to get lost.

Going to Mongolia from such a distance to join the army, Zhong Zhen couldn't help but admire Murong Jiujin, if he didn't have a flying magic weapon, just by running, it was estimated that he wouldn't be able to run for a year.

Zhong Zhen thought to herself, the Murong family should still have some family background, and even an ordinary clansman has a magic weapon for flying.

But when she landed on the oasis, she was dumbfounded. What a rotten place, a bunch of tents, a bunch of cows, horses and sheep, a bunch of people dressed in tatters.

When the herdsmen saw Zhong Zhen falling from the sky, they looked at her curiously for a long time, and there was an aunt with a lot of white hair on her face, who shouted enthusiastically from a distance, "Where did the girl come from?" ”

The only ones who can control the flight of weapons and magic weapons are the seniors in the soul refining period, and if ordinary cultivators see it, they will definitely be respectful and solemnly call themselves seniors.

This aunt is a cultivator at the first level of refinement, and she has no knowledge at all, Zhong Zhen is very puzzled.

However, she didn't like to put on a score, so she walked over with a smile, "It's rude, I'm here to find someone." I used to know a brother named Murong Jiujin, and I hadn't seen him for many years, so I came to take a look. ”

When the aunt heard this, her eyes narrowed together, and she grinned and said, "Ouch, you are a friend of nine catties, girl, you have found the right person, I am his sister, you can call me Sister Hua." Nine catties are herding sheep over there, and I'll take you to him. ”

Zhong Zhen walked forward with the lame sister, although Sister Hua's cultivation is low, her walking speed is not slow, her steps are very big, and she is bold.

The lame man was dressed in animal skins, about the height of the sun, and the clothes he wore were too thick, so he ripped off one sleeve and exposed half of his shoulder, and lay on the ground looking blankly at the sky.

There was a man lying beside him, with a fair complexion, but he did not wear animal skin clothes according to the customs of the country, and he was still wearing a very good robe, but the posture of lying on the ground and looking at the sky was the same as that of a lame man.

This person is, of course, Lu Jinyu.

A flock of sheep grazes on their own leisurely beside the two of them, without anyone caring at all. (To be continued.) )