"Son of Waste, Eternal Life is Waste!Rather than letting you occupy the quota of being selected as an inner disciple of the Firmament Sect, let me come!"

Zhongli woke up from his nightmare, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

"Young Master, Young Master!"

The maidservant's anxious voice rang out, pulling Zhongli's thoughts back.

"What's wrong with me? I'm not dead? I'm still dead......"

Zhongli turned his head, suddenly looked at Xiaolan, the strange and familiar maidservant in front of him, and subconsciously wanted to get up, but there was a tearing pain in an instant.

Sweeping his eyes, he was covered with scars, and he was originally hideous, but at this time he had been wrapped in gauze and handled properly.

"Young master, you finally woke up, you're fine, scared the slave to death. The maidservant looked at her own young master, who was wrapped in gauze in front of her, and saw that he had woken up, and cried with joy, almost incoherently.

"Well, I'm fine. ”

Looking at the appearance of the maid pear blossom with rain, the bottom of the bell is warm, the maid Xiaolan has grown up with him since she was a child, even if he has no success in penance and is ridiculed by everyone, she still takes care of him and has never had two hearts.

"Young Master, to be honest, is your falling off the cliff related to Young Master Zhong Ping?" After wiping away her tears, the maid restrained her sadness and clenched her fists, as if she wanted to fight for Zhong Li, and only waited for Zhong Li to nod, and then went to duel with Zhong Ping.

When Zhong Ping was mentioned, Zhong Li's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and his sharpness was obvious in an instant, but almost instantly, his eyes became depressed and calm.

Zhongli shook his head slightly, glanced at the handmaid Xiaolan, who was powerless, and did not answer, but just shirked: "I'm still a little tired, you can retreat first." ”

"It's Xiaolan's negligence, the young master has just woken up, and he can't say too much, so the slave and maid will retreat. Feeling that Zhongli was reluctant to answer, the maid Xiaolan didn't ask any more questions, thoughtfully covered Zhongli with a quilt, turned around and retreated.

After the maidservant left, looking at the empty bedroom, Zhongli turned his eyes slightly, and said abruptly: "Come out." ”

"Tsk, after holding back for so long, you are finally willing to take the initiative to call me out? But you have figured it out? Do you want to practice the exercises I gave you?" A voice suddenly sounded in Zhongli's mind, gloomy and compassionate, quite terrifying.

Hearing this voice, Zhongli was a little angry, but when he thought of the status of the family of three in the clan, he felt a little helpless.

In his previous life, he was the strongest loose cultivator in the Nine Heavens Realm, the gray man, the cultivation was strong, and no one in the major sects could have the power to fight, but it was a pity that in the end, the major forces were jointly encircled and suppressed, and he died, but fortunately, he had a few hole cards to keep.

When the body died, the reserve trace of the soul was reincarnated into the mortal womb and resurrected, thinking that he could continue to cultivate and return to his peak as soon as possible, but such a strange thing happened, and it was difficult to explain the insight of cultivation in the previous life.

After reincarnation, the mystical power generated by cultivating the natal exercises of the previous life disappeared as soon as it was condensed, and it was never able to store its own dantian.

has been cultivating, but there has been no Xuan Power to retain itself, so Zhongli was forced to give up later.

"My body, it must be your ghost, otherwise Zhong Ping's strength, how can I withstand it?" Zhongli gritted his teeth, his face full of resentment.

In his previous life, he had never been wronged like this, but now he has been bullied by his clan brother, and there is no possibility of cultivation at all, and he is more or less suspected that it is because of this magic tree.

Moreover, due to various reasons, his parents have been completely dispersed, and they are not as good as an ordinary mortal, so the status of his family of three in the clan is extremely low.

The Zhong family is one of the three major families that control Yuhua County, as long as it is not the royal family of the Mirror Kingdom, they are almost the overlords of this place.

None of the three members of the family mastered the mana, and the situation in the deceitful monk family could be seen.

"Don't talk nonsense, you kid, you also said that you were famous in your previous life, and in this situation, if you don't practice the exercises I prepared for you, you won't live for a few days. The Demon Tree hissed, mercilessly, mocking Zhongli.

"You...... Tiger falls in Pingyang, take it, I want to see if you are as powerful as you say. Zhongli gritted his teeth, and his already injured body trembled with excitement, and grunted blood crumbled from the wound.

"Hahaha, count yourself sensible. The terrifying voice laughed extremely treacherously, he had been tempted for many years, but he had not succeeded, and today finally came the day when he succeeded.

Before he gave this kid exercises, he had always thought that he was strong in his previous life, and he didn't want to owe any favors, so he had been struggling in this Zhong Mansion, and today he was threatened with death, and finally, he compromised.

Hearing the laughter of the Demon Tree, Zhongli's face was gloomy, and the suspicion of this Demon Tree deepened a little in his heart.

Others are reincarnated in a good manner, choose a small family to hide people's eyes, and then start their own cultivation, how can they also become a monk, although there are very few people who really cultivate back to the strength of their previous lives, but they have never heard that they will be attached to the soul by other powerful beings.

And this powerful existence is actually a black tree with a strange appearance, extremely thin, and a gray green light.

The Black Tree has always claimed to be a Divine Tree, but in Zhongli's opinion, the Divine Tree should be a majestic and majestic existence, full of golden light, and helping others through the sea of suffering.

That's why he kept calling the black tree the Magic Tree.

"It's just sympathy, I also need someone to help me. Seeing Zhongli's unhappiness, the Demon Tree felt a little helpless, if it weren't for the damage to his treasure body and the lack of time to toss, he wouldn't have made such a move.

Hearing the words of the Demon Tree, Zhongli fell silent, over the years, he had also heard the Demon Tree mention that this body was flawed, if he wanted to cultivate Xuan Force, and then return to or even surpass the strength of his previous life, there was no choice.

Now that Zhongli thinks about it, he feels that there is indeed something special in this world, otherwise he would not have been besieged and killed inexplicably in his previous life, and there must be a reason for this.

However, once the cultivation exercises began, they could not be replaced, this was a lifelong thing, and if it weren't for the form, it would be impossible for him to practice the exercises provided by the Demon Tree now.

If there is a problem with this exercise, then it will be difficult for the gray people who suppress the heroes in this world to rise up again, and those enemies are incapable of revenge, so they still continue to drink in the meat forest?

Also, if the magic tree rescues him, it can be regarded as an extra point of cause and effect.

Owe favors and is very troublesome, okay?

This is also one of the reasons why Zhong Li has been reluctant to cultivate the Divine Tree Exercises before, but now, there is no choice, if he does not have the strength, he will definitely be killed by Zhong Ping.

It's great luck to fall off the cliff today and not die, but where is the next time for such luck?

Just as Zhongli was thinking about it, a powerful message came out of his head, almost knocking him out again.

"This ...... Soul Devouring Dafa?" Zhongli looked at the words at the top of the message, and was stunned for a moment.

After checking it carefully, it turned out that it was only the first layer - the Transformation Technique: once you cultivate, you can absorb the Xuan Power of other monks for your own use, and of course, you can also directly dissolve the opponent's Xuan Power.

"It's like that. Zhongli looked at it, pursed his lips, and said with some disdain.

I thought it was so powerful.

One dozen three, one dozen five?

I didn't expect it to be such an effect, who knows how fast the power transformation speed is?

Slow yourself down and you're not hacked to death.

"Hmph, when you're happy, what are you denigrating now. The Demon Tree said angrily, I don't know how many people covet this Spirit Devouring Dafa can't be watched, and I give it to this person, but I still disdain it so much?

"Huh?" As soon as the Demon Tree's words fell, Zhongli felt that his breath was much stronger, and those bleeding wounds stopped in an instant, and the sourness and itching between the flesh and bones made him faintly show signs of being able to move freely.

In the cultivation realm, as long as a mortal retains a breath, if he cultivates the Xuan Force, then all the previous injuries will gradually heal automatically.

Now that he is wrapped in white gauze, if he has the decadent body before, he doesn't know when he will be able to get out of bed.

"This ...... Do I have Xuan Power?" Feeling the familiar and unfamiliar power flowing in his five meridians and eight veins, Zhongli was excited, although this Xuan Power was less than a drop in the bucket compared to his previous life, but he had never been able to cultivate Xuan Power in this life?

Just as Zhongli was excited, the faint voice of the magic tree came again, "Someone has brought you a wreath." ”