Sensing Chu Ci's thoughts, Cha Bai hurriedly told Chu Ci the information he had gotten.

Some time ago, the Blade Sect, one of the Seven Great Immortal Sects, recently found a peerless sword left by the ancient immortals, called Exorcism, it is rumored that this sword is extremely sharp, not only can sharpen iron like clay, but can even recognize people's souls and cut off ghosts.

In the near future, the Blade Sect will hold a sword appreciation ceremony, specifically for this peerless sword.

But of course, Chu Ci's purpose is not this sword, but the companion spirit of this sword that is rumored to be able to cut souls, the spirit exorcism grass.

Not many people know about this thing, only a few ancient books mention this sword when it is slightly mentioned, the place where the spirit exorcism sword has been stored for a long time will grow companion spirits, and it is rumored to have the effect of repairing spiritual sense.

However, in the opinion of everyone, it is just a rumor, and almost no one has actually looked for such a thing.

And after all, spiritual consciousness is not an ordinary thing, generally speaking, there are few people alive after damaging spiritual consciousness, and even if they are alive, they basically become stupid, which is like this, not only is it alive, but there is also the strength to threaten others.

After getting the news, Chu Ci was not in a hurry, after all, few people would target this herb, and she only needed to find this herb when the time came.

For a period of time after that, Chu Ci cultivated slowly.

Even if there is a systematic blessing, but the overall grand view of this plane, the limitation of the three spirit roots, so that no matter how much Chu Ci cultivates, he can only accumulate spiritual power for himself, and the progress in other aspects is slow.

Slowly exhaling a breath, Chu Ci opened her eyes with clarity, and calculated the time, the time to leave Ling Yizong at this time was about the same, and her current cultivation could barely receive the cultivation task of going out.

Thinking so, Chu Ci got up and looked sideways at the fiery fluffy guy on his pillow.

He was closing his eyes, and he didn't know if he was sleeping or cultivating.

Probably also affected by the damage to his spiritual sense, during the time when Chu Ci was obsessed with cultivation, he had always been in such a state.

Chu Ci looked at it for a while, Wen Jinghu's ears trembled slightly and opened his golden-red eyes.

There was a moment of violence and ferocity in his eyes, and the pure dark aura lingered with danger in his eyes, which made people tremble when they looked at it, and then the emotion in his eyes faded, leaving only a little moist lazy and noble, lazily lying on the pillow, his tail swept slightly, looking at this little girl who had finally finished his cultivation.

His eyes were still lazy with a little thought, and he didn't care about the dark emotions he had just revealed.

This little girl really made him feel very different, with a transparent breath on her body, and when she was immersed in this breath, she couldn't help but have a lethargic feeling of mental relaxation.

And after sleeping, the faint pain caused by the damage of the spiritual sense will be much more comfortable, in the past, I felt that sleep was useless, but now I can't help but be a little greedy, this kind of physical and mental relaxation and spiritual soothing thing.

In other words, it is the covetous sound of the little girl's transparent and comfortable breath.

Covetousness and dependence, this is a ...... Extremely dangerous, emotions that shouldn't belong to him.

The little girl was not frightened by the breath on his body at all, and even subconsciously hooked the corners of her lips, bringing out a sweet smile, pulling out the dimples on her cheeks.