"Well, that's not what you meant!" Dong Zheng smiled embarrassedly, "At that time, I saw that you were out of gas, so I buried you, you won't blame me!"

"It's no wonder, it's just buried tightly, it took a lot of strength for me to climb out!" Ling Zhu said hatefully, making Dong Zheng look empty-hearted.

"By the way, you were hit by Zhenhai Condensation Frost, how could you be fine?" Dong Zheng asked curiously, no one could figure out this question, Zhenhai Condensation Frost is known as the Spirit Realm Kill, why is Ling Zhu an exception?

Ling Zhu squinted his eyes and recalled the situation at that time, and said slowly: "At that time, I fell into a coma, as if I had a dream, and I couldn't remember anything at all, I only knew that the true qi in my body suddenly began to flow again, and then I woke up. ”

"Senior brother is really a big disaster, there will be a blessing in the future!" Dong Zheng was glad that he had the right person this time.

"The Spirit Selection Conference will be held in the conference hall of the Holy Flame Hall in three days, don't forget it then!" Dong Zheng suddenly remembered and instructed Ling Zhu.

"The Soul Electoral?"

"Well, the re-election of the five ancient spirits is actually for us to challenge the current five ancient spirits, and the winner will automatically take over the ancient spirit inheritance of the loser!, so it's called the spirit selection conference!" Dong Zheng explained.

"Do you want to challenge the current Five Gus?" Ling Zhu smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"Delusional ......" Ling Zhu seemed to see the arrogant and irritable bald young man in front of him, "It's time to finish up with you!"

Dong Zheng's eyes lit up, did Ling Zhu finally want to show his strength?

"Ling Zhu, do you want to avenge Xu Xiaobu?" Dong Zheng's voice trembled a little, and he trembled with excitement!

"Well, the old and new hatreds are counted together!" Ling Zhu's ears seemed to echo the hysterical words of Xu Xiaobu when he jumped off the cliff!

"Ling Zhu, I won't owe you, I'll give you back my life!"

Ling Zhu didn't have a trace of hatred for Xu Xiaobu, only a deep hatred for Sa's Delusion, if it weren't for him, there would be no such thing at all, I don't know if Xu Xiaobu had some regrets in his heart when he jumped off the cliff and committed suicide?

......

After coming out of the illusory state of mind, Ling Zhu came to a dangerous peak in the back mountain, where the clouds and mist were shrouded, and it was the most suitable for cultivating his set of sword techniques.

"Draw skin and bones and draw people's hearts!" Ling Zhu said softly, "What a strong mind!"

Gently closing his eyes and feeling the artistic conception in the third knife, Ling Zhu seemed to see a solemn man standing up to the sky, stepping on the endless sea of corpse blood, looking at the blood light that covered the sky, and shedding tears of broken liver and intestines!

"This knife is too cruel!" Ling Zhu finally understood what kind of knife it was to draw the third knife of the eight knives!

Breathtaking, ruining their faith!

If a monk destroys the seeker's faith, what is the difference between him and death?

Ling Zhu couldn't help but sigh, the founder of this Eight Swords Painting was really a whimsical genius! Every knife was so incredible, using all kinds of means and methods to crush the opponent!

As soon as the sword qi came out, it was like painting! But in this chat, laughter, and danqing, the enemy was completely annihilated!

Ling Zhu practiced the knife technique unconsciously, and before he knew it, he kept taking out the knife, closing the knife, repeating a simple action, until he initially grasped the true meaning of this style, Ling Zhu was a little satisfied, and prepared to go down the mountain.

"I don't know which peak the master is on in this back mountain?" Ling Zhu thought to himself on the way down the mountain, at this time, in a broken thatched hut on an extremely inconspicuous low peak among the peaks of the back mountain, the startled crane suddenly sneezed, and this time he completely woke up from sleep.

"Hmm, the old man has been in seclusion for many years, who is thinking about it!" Startled Crane looked around cautiously for a while, and then continued to sleep.

On this day, all the disciples of the Holy Fire Hall gathered in the hall, and the high-level officials had already issued a notice, and the disciples who had traveled abroad also rushed back to the sect, and the disciples who had retreated had also ended their cultivation.

A total of thirty-three disciples sat down in order of entering the hall, and Ling Suke joined the latest, at the bottom of the line, almost sitting at the door.

I saw that this conference hall was huge, and in the center was a boxy ring, which was larger than the ring in the Hall of Enlightenment, and there were nine seats at the top of the hall!

Five of the slightly shorter seats were seated by five Ancient Spirit Inheritors, and on the other four large sandalwood Taishi chairs were three Law Enforcement Elders and Sect Master Yun Lizi.

Seeing that everyone had all sat down, the oldest law enforcement elder stood up and said slowly in a loud voice: "Today's spirit selection conference is for the sake of the future of the sect, the ancient spirit is the treasure of the sect, every ancient spirit inheritor is the most outstanding disciple in the sect, but for the sake of fair competition, every disciple has the opportunity to obtain the ancient spirit inheritance today." ”

He paused, his gaze swept over the admiring expressions of the group of disciples below, and when he swept over Ling Zhu, who was looking left and right at the door, the law enforcement elder shook his head and smiled bitterly!

But he immediately coughed a few more times, regained his solemn expression, and continued: "The benefits of becoming an ancient spirit must be clear to everyone, and a good enough inheritor can even let the ancient spirit evolve with him, this is what the sect wants to see!

After saying that, he sat down in a chair and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Sect Leader Yun Lizi nodded in acquiescence, and another law enforcement elder announced: "There is no limit to the duration of the conference! There is no limit to the order of the competition! There is no limit to the use of weapons and magic weapons! Anyone can freely choose one of the five of them to challenge, but they are not allowed to engage in wheel battles!"

The law enforcement elder looked at the disciples coldly and said, "You can start!"

For a while, the disciples below all looked at each other, no one spoke first, and the law enforcement elder who had not spoken before said coldly: "Why? Are the people of this class so courageous? I'm afraid that the five of them will be like this?"

He glanced at the five ancient spirits, all of whom were sitting with expressionless faces.

"I'll come first!" one stood up and shouted, Ling Zhu looked over and found that this person was Diao Sixi, who he hadn't seen for a long time, and it seemed that his cultivation had improved a lot compared to before.

"Senior Brother Chi, please advise!" Diao Sixi said to a young man with red hair.

"This is the most withdrawn of the five spirits, Akagi Tong, and it is said that the strength is a mystery, but I guess it should not be as strong as the delusional sky. Dong Zheng quietly came to Ling Zhu's side at some point.

"Oh, this Diao Sixi seems to have improved a lot. Ling Zhu said.

"No, you don't know, this Diao Sixi's practice is taught by Chimu Tong, and they are both brothers and apprentices. Dong Zheng said mysteriously.

"Ahh

"These two are a bit similar, they are both the kind of people who are martial arts idiots, and they have an almost crazy obsession with cultivation! Diao Sixi has always been cultivating frantically with the goal of defeating Chimu Tong!" Dong Zheng patiently explained.