When Wu Xin and Niu Wazi cooperated with each other to deal with the Eight Ancestors, Zhen Cheng was enduring the greatest pain in his life.

Judging from the appearance, Zhen Cheng sat cross-legged on the bamboo bed, looking solemn and breathing evenly. Like many cultivators, he is focused and restrained.

But it's all just a look. Just like a man, after suffering a powerful wound, pretends to be calm and rational, the pain in his heart is known only to the man himself.

At this moment, Zhen Cheng had a splitting headache and a trembling soul. Zhen Cheng, who has the ability to look inside, was shocked to find that he could actually perceive the situation in the Mud Pill Palace.

This legendary upper dantian, Zhen Cheng had tried before, but found nothing. was stunned by the black shadow, but Zhen Cheng's consciousness was sober.

In the Mud Pill Palace, Zhen Cheng was surprised to find that as long as he thought of it, his consciousness could go anywhere.

Could it be that he has inadvertently awakened the legendary divine consciousness?

Mud Pill Palace is the dream place of every cultivator. In the Xiuzhen classics, Zhen Cheng once saw the relevant introduction.

It has been documented that when a person is injured in the head, two possible outcomes can occur.

One is to become an idiot, in real life, this kind of person is the majority; The other is that the spiritual power has become more powerful than before, and it has a special ability, that is, a special function that may appear in 1 in 100 million in real life.

A person's consciousness is only able to become strong by circulating back and forth between depletion and replenishment. If the morning competition was because his divine sense was injured, so he suddenly had superpowers to defeat Liu Gang, is this reasonable?

Zhen Cheng wanted to wake up and really feel the foreign object. But I don't know Weishenme, Zhen Cheng at this moment is like a nightmare, and he can't wake up even if he wants to.

"Could it be that your divine consciousness is too badly damaged?" The Mud Pill Palace is very large, and Zhen Cheng is like a speck of dust in the universe, floating around for a long time, and still can't find an end.

The loss of consciousness is too severe, and if the number of times is too small, it may not necessarily cause an accident, but if the number of times is too much, it may become a permanent wound, and it will not be able to recover for a lifetime. Thinking about Wu Xin's worries, Zhen Cheng didn't want to always lie down like the living dead.

"Could it be that you have become a vegetative person?" Zhen Cheng wanted to take a peek at the situation in his dantian, but unfortunately, Zhen Cheng worked hard for a long time, and his consciousness couldn't get out of the scope of the Mud Pill Palace at all.

According to the classics, once the divine consciousness is damaged, it needs special elixirs to nourish it. Although he has the Guyuan Pill and the Qi Benefiting Pill, it does not have any benefit in nourishing the divine consciousness.

"No, I'm going to try again!" The consciousness is awake, but it does not perceive the shijie outside. To use a not very appropriate analogy, Zhen Cheng at this moment, his consciousness was sealed in the Mud Pill Palace. Zhen Cheng concentrates nervously, trying to sense the shijie outside, trying to reconnect with his body.

Boundless pain, like the waves of the sea, rushed towards Zhen Cheng wave after wave. After a while, there was a sharp pain in the depths of his mind, and Zhen Cheng's inner sense was almost exhausted!

"Whew-" A trace of milky white gas rushed into the Mud Pill Palace, and a cool feeling overflowed in his mind, and after a while, the pain disappeared, and the consumed divine consciousness was slowly being replenished.

Divine Consciousness Liliang is not as easy as the true essence recovery of a martial artist, so cultivating Divine Sense is extremely difficult. Zhen Cheng didn't dare to exert his strength rashly, like a tired old man, weakly continued to float around in the Mud Pill Palace, like a lost person, although he was anxious, he couldn't find an exit.

"Come here!" In my mind, an old voice suddenly came from the depths of my soul.

"Who is it?" Somewhat familiar, but not very sure! Zhen Cheng wanted to determine the source of the sound, but he couldn't find anything unfamiliar in the area where he could feel it.

"Humph! You ruined my body, don't you even know me? A black dot appeared in the white mud pill palace, and in the blink of an eye, Zhen Cheng saw the little man the size of a finger. Needless to say, the voice just now was made by him.

Ruined his body? Zhen Cheng recalled quickly in his memory, but he couldn't remember when he provoked such a character.

"Senpai, I really can't remember!" Being able to invade his mind, Zhen Cheng didn't dare to be careless. Meditation couldn't get results, Zhen Cheng asked respectfully.

"I'm a black wreck!"

"What! How is this possible? Zhen Cheng was speechless, his divine sense would be controlled by this guy casually.

Zhen Cheng never dreamed that the black corpse he got would be such an existence. Thinking about his battle with Liu Gang during the day and the disappearance of the black corpse, Zhen Cheng seemed to understand something.

"There's nothing to say!" The little black dot was not big, but the voice was loud, and the tone was full of anger. "You ought to be an idiot to quench the hatred in my heart."

"Black Dead, no, Black Senpai!" The black was damaged, and Zhen Cheng was also annoyed. Knowing that the black corpse was such an existence, Zhen Cheng was even more annoyed. "I really didn't mean to! In the past, I used to use the black corpse with internal force, and there was no problem! Today, because I am facing an opponent with a higher strength than me, I want to infuse True Qi and try it! If I had known that this would destroy the body of the black senior, I would definitely not have done that. If the black senpai, remind me at the time-"

"Fart! Fart! ”

"Ahh

That soul-like sting came again, and Zhen Cheng couldn't help but want to exclaim. In the Mud Pill Palace, the white mist rolled and swept like the sea swept by a strong wind.

Zhen Cheng was in a painful trance, and vaguely, he saw himself beating up and down like a grain of rice. Zhen Cheng tried to keep himself awake, even if the pain made his soul tremble, but Zhen Cheng had to endure it and force himself to be sober.

"Ahh

"Ahh

When Zhen Cheng was almost fainting in pain, that trace of milky white gas returned. A refreshing and cool feeling came, and Zhen Cheng's spirit was refreshed.

What is the milky white color, Zhen Cheng doesn't know. But it must be a good thing, because Zhen Cheng found that when the milky white gas appeared, the black corpse pounced quickly, like a hungry child seeing bread, so eager and greedy.

The pain disappeared, and Zhen Cheng looked at the black corpse in horror, the ethereal guy the size of a finger. If he had a weapon in his hand at this moment, Zhen Cheng would definitely rush up and hack the black corpse to death.

"Humph!" As soon as Zhen Cheng had the idea of hurting the black martyr, the unfinished black corpse once again floated to Zhen Cheng's approach.

This kind of closeness is different from seeing with the eyes, it is not so practical, but it is real.

"Black Senpai, I-"

"Give me that milky white thing, and I'll forgive you!" Zhen Cheng couldn't see his mouth, but he could make a sound. This weird feeling is like a dream. But no matter whether it is a dream or a reality, Zhen Cheng must treat the black martyrdom respectfully. Because of this thing, now in his own upper dantian, once the answer is not satisfactory to the other party, then he may become an idiot at any time. Zhen Cheng's compliment didn't seem to be forgiven by the black man. Before he could finish speaking, the black corpse put forward the conditions.

"Black senior, I don't know!" Calling his previous weapons seniors, Zhen Cheng felt weird. In the past, when the black corpse was divided into two, this black corpse did not come out to protest. But thinking about the fact that he destroyed the black corpse this time, Zhen Cheng himself felt that it was too much. Milky white things can make you feel very comfortable, and Zhen Cheng also wants to know what it is. But Zhen Cheng can say for sure that it must not be his own*, although his sexual function is quite strong, but he can't get tadpoles into his brain.

"If you don't tell me, I'll kill you!" Swallowing the milky gas, the little black finger became even darker. Although I can't see the face clearly, I can see that it is the shape of a real villain.

"Then you can kill me!" Zhen Cheng became a nameless fire, he has always been polite, but it is good to be black, and he kicked his nose in the face, "It's a big deal, everyone will die together!" ”

"Together?" Zhen Cheng's attitude suddenly became tough, and the black man's voice paused for a few minutes before it sounded again, "I'm going to die with a cultivation waste like you?" It's a disgrace to my name as a 10,000-year-old divine soldier! ”

"I don't care if you are a thousand-year-old god soldier or a thousand-year-old ironbreaker, you always have to be reasonable! If you still torture me like you just did, it's a big deal that everyone dies together! ”

"Fart!" The black man's voice was extremely old, and then he said, "Your divine sense has improved a lot, otherwise you wouldn't be able to hear my voice!" You think I'm just torturing you? If I hadn't helped you open the Mud Pill Palace and have divine sense, would you have been able to defeat Liu Gang so quickly? If I hadn't tormented you, would you have thought that with your previous premonition, you would have been able to communicate with me as normally as you do now? Ignorant boy, you should thank me for almost! ”

"Thank you for saving me before!" Zhen Cheng lowered his posture, this guy is good or evil, and it is not clear yet. You can't really gamble with your life. "But you said that torturing me was for my good, but I didn't approve of it! If I'm not mistaken, you're trying to get that milky gas by torturing me for your own benefit! ”

"You're not stupid!" The black corpse went straight and did not hide his greed, "You ruined my body, I will compensate a little, what's the fault?" If you didn't even have that effect, I'd have made you scattered! ”

I'm gone, and you won't survive. Zhen Cheng was sure that the thing in front of him must have entered his brain at the moment when the black shatter melted. The sting before the battle should be a sign that the Black Devil had invaded his Mud Pill Palace.

"I'm not a thing, I'm a machine spirit!" Zhen Cheng lost his mind for a short time, and Hei Yan seemed to realize it, as if he knew Zhen Cheng's thoughts, Hei Yan corrected Zhen Cheng's mistake in understanding. "The divine soldier of 10,000 years ago was ruined and destroyed by you, and you still have the face to threaten me with your cheap life! Even if you die 10,000 times, you can't make up for your mistakes! ”

"Since it's an ancient divine soldier, how can it not withstand the impact of true qi, your words are too fake!" After knowing that the black corpse had scruples, Zhen Cheng was not afraid. Seizing the loopholes in the black dead's words, Zhen Cheng unceremoniously cross-examined.

"Fart! Fart! The old man's insults rose again, and Zhen Cheng's Mud Pill Palace once again rolled in white waves, and the feeling that made Zhen Cheng feel painful when he thought about it overwhelmingly drowned out Zhen Cheng's painful wail.

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Ahh

Zhen Cheng rolled and wailed like a little ghost who was thrown into the oil pot and punished. I wanted to give up countless times, and I gritted my teeth countless times and survived.

The torment was prolonged, but the milky gas that the black man longed for did not appear. When Zhen Cheng wanted to give up for the Nth time, Hei Cheng's anger gradually calmed down, and the pain receded like a tide.

Zhen Cheng understands the truth of fishing with all his might, how can he not be clear about the black martyr. Zhen Cheng's spiritual power has been tempered repeatedly throughout the day, and it is already a miracle that he can survive. didn't become an idiot, and even the black dead felt surprised.

Zhen Cheng's cultivation qualifications are rubbish, but his spiritual power is actually so resilient.

As Zhen Cheng said, the Black Death Weapon Spirit couldn't let Zhen Cheng die. If it weren't for the moment of the destruction of the black corpse, with the help of Zhen Cheng's bloodline, he would have entered Zhen Cheng's Mud Pill Palace, and he would have been wiped out.

Not only can Hei Cheng not complain about Zhen Cheng, but he should even thank God. In the ring, the pain caused by piercing Zhen Cheng's Mud Pill Palace is not something that any person can endure. If Zhen Cheng couldn't bear it at that time, he would be gone. The chagrin and regret at the moment of the destruction of the black corpse, as a machine spirit, how can it not be clear?

Of course, if Zhen Cheng didn't have the regret and chagrin at the moment when the black corpse was destroyed, even if his soul was scattered, the black corpse spirit would also make Zhen Cheng's soul fly away, and he would not be able to die.

"Here you go! Come on! Kill me! haha――”