Back in Chunshui Building, Zimo asked the shopkeeper to arrange a place for Zuo Ling Ghost Ji and left in a hurry.

Stepping into the room, Zimo arranged a small formation without saying a word, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to stabilize his realm.

In this trip, his cultivation went directly from the peak of the late stage of concentrating to the peak of the middle stage of the spirit infant, and the growth rate of the realm was too fast, Zimo was worried that his state of mind would not be able to keep up, and he planned to retreat for a few days.

Not only him, but the five ghost spirit sons have also received a lot of benefits, and it seems that they need to evolve for a while.

There is a dead and lifeless sword spirit falling into a deep sleep, and he must find a way to wake it up, and it will also be a big help for himself in the future, no matter what, it fell into a deep sleep for himself, not to mention that he also promised it.

This time Bai Qinghou was injured, the Liang family's chess pieces had been arranged, and the Heavenly Fox King Bai Ye had not appeared, so I don't know if he was waiting and watching or disdainful of making a move.

The Terrans never appeared, which made Zimo a little unable to see through their thoughts.

Zuo Ling Ghost Ji This woman gave Zimo a very strange feeling, looking at her like a human race, but Zimo always felt that she was not as simple as she seemed, and she didn't know what the purpose was when she was by her side, which needed to be paid attention to, after all, this woman's cultivation was too high to get along with her alone, otherwise I don't know if this woman would do something unfavorable to herself.

Before, Zimo was still very confident in his cultivation, but after watching the battle between Zuo Ling Ghost Ji and Mu Canghai, he realized that he might not be able to support a round in front of the top masters.

As for Bai Changsheng, Zimo couldn't guess his thoughts, "Whether he really broke through with the help of the power of the Heavenly Tribulation in the end or did it help himself, or whether he had other purposes, he needed to investigate, but I always felt that he was very friendly to himself, and I don't know if he thought too much." ”

"The Great Emperor once told himself that he might encounter trouble when I broke through the Spirit Infant Realm, and I think it was the Heavenly Tribulation."

"According to the emperor's expectations, I will only break through the spirit infant stage after I get the three-element demon lotus lotus seed, but for various reasons, I broke through to the spirit infant stage by luck without using the lotus seed of the three-element demon lotus, and I don't know if it's good or bad."

These thoughts flashed quickly through Zimo's mind, and finally he let out a long sigh.

Once something starts, troubles will come one after another, and the most important thing at the moment is to improve the combat power, so as to face the upcoming line of death.

"Since Xiuwei has reached the peak of the middle stage of the spirit infant, he is not in a hurry to improve the realm, it seems that he has only improved from the magic weapon technique."

A glimmer of light flashed in Zimo's eyes, and as soon as he patted the storage bracelet, a mountain-like vitality stone appeared in front of him.

With a flick of one hand, dozens of Yuan Qi Stones were suspended around him, and with a movement of his mind, all the cultivation at the peak of the middle stage of the Spirit Infant burst out, and the Yuan Qi stored in the Yuan Qi Stone was absorbed by the body at a speed dozens of times faster than usual.

After the vitality flowed into his body, Zimo restrained the urge to absorb the vitality, and carefully guided the vitality to the sword of death and lifelessness.

The Sword of Death and Life is like a person who is about to die of thirst, greedily absorbing the vitality conveyed by Zimo.

The Vitality Stones are consumed at a rate visible to the naked eye, turning into ordinary stones with no vitality one by one, and finally turning into white powder.

A day later, when Zimo consumed more than a hundred top-grade Yuan Qi Stones, the Death and Lifeless Sword stopped absorbing the Yuan Qi, but it did not show any signs of waking up, which made Zimo frown a little, and now I don't know if his method is wrong.

After a little groaning, Zimo temporary

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put this matter aside, it seems that I need to find someone to ask about it in the future before making plans.

The magic weapon Bai Xue and the Blue Flame Divine Armor given by the senior sister this time were all damaged under the Heavenly Tribulation, and they need to find a refiner to see if they can be repaired in the future.

"The "Golden Needle Technique" is a chicken rib exercise based on his current cultivation, which is not of much help to himself, I wonder if it can be improved?"

Zimo thought hard, and a piece of vitality appeared in his hand at random, and then according to the law of the "Golden Needle Technique", a black hole the thickness of a small thumb directly appeared on the ground.

The Golden Needle is a way to compress the vitality to cause great lethality, but the disadvantage is that the attack distance is too short.

"The attack range is too short... Vitality compression..."

Zimo sat on the bed with his hands on his cheeks, staring at the black hole above the ground, and a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes.

Then Zimo experimented with the techniques he practiced one by one, "Broken Heart Palm", "Imperial Sword Technique", "Spiral Sword", "Nine Swordsmanship"...

When Zimo was controlling "Nine Swordsmanship", an idea flashed in Zimo's mind, since "Nine Swordsmanship" can be controlled through "Imperial Sword Technique", and multiple flying swords can be stacked, can "Golden Needle Technique" be used to control flying swords?

Thinking of this, Zimo's eyes lit up, he took out a flying sword made of ordinary material, and then compressed the vitality, but did not beat the vitality, but stored it in the palm of his hand.

Immediately afterwards, Zimo began to control the ordinary material flying sword according to the law of "Imperial Sword Technique", and the compressed vitality was extremely unstable at first, like a slippery loach, scurrying around in his hand.

However, Zimo was very patient, and he waited until he was fully familiar with the operation of the compressed vitality before he began to slowly inject the compressed vitality into the flying sword.

Seeing that Yuan Qi was getting closer and closer to the flying sword, Zimo's forehead was already oozing sweat, which was even more tiring than he was fighting with a monk of the same rank, and at the same time, his heart was extremely nervous.

"Smack!"

There was a crisp sound, and the ordinary material flying sword only shattered in an instant, like broken porcelain, and the bed was full of fragments of the flying sword.

Zimo wiped the sweat from his forehead, and as soon as he raised his hand, the kettle on the table fell into Zimo's hand, he drank the pot of water in one go, and then sighed heavily.

"It's that I'm thinking too much, the compressed vitality is too violent, and it's difficult to control, and it's even more difficult to control the flying sword through "Imperial Sword Technique", and this flying sword can't withstand this vitality."

Zimo muttered to himself, as if he was crazy.

An hour later, Zimo walked back and forth in the room, the flying sword had broken three times, and he still couldn't figure out the key to it, he didn't know if his idea was wrong, or something was wrong.

Now that the compressed Yuan Qi can be controlled freely, the only problem is that the flying sword can't withstand it.

"The flying sword can't bear it, what is it..."

"The flying sword can't stand it?"

Zimo patted his head and secretly scolded himself for being stupid, since the flying sword can't bear it, there is no problem in controlling the vitality by himself, why don't he replace the flying sword with a higher grade, wouldn't it work?

Thinking of this, Zimo's heart moved, and the Sumeru mustard sword appeared in his hand.

According to the previous way of controlling the compressed vitality, Zimo cautiously began to control the beard

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Mi mustard sword, when the vitality in his hand poured into the Sumeru mustard sword, Zimo's heart was raised to his throat.

If this vitality can shatter the Sumeru mustard sword, then you don't need to try to control the flying sword in this way, just use the compressed vitality to fight the enemy.

When the compressed vitality was completely poured into the Sumeru Mustard Seed Sword, Zimo finally breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, the magic weapon left by Bai Yunji did not disappoint him, otherwise he would have to die of distress.

But then something happened that made Zimo stunned, his eyes didn't even keep up with the speed of the Sumeru mustard sword, just heard a "poof", and the Sumeru mustard sword disappeared, and then Zimo felt that the formation he had arranged was poked into a hole, so frightened that he hurriedly controlled the Sumeru mustard sword with the magic of "Imperial Sword Technique", but at this moment, the Sumeru mustard sword seemed to be a beast that had been trapped for a long time, and it was difficult to control.

In desperation, Zimo added two more compressed vitality to control the Sumeru Mustard Sword, which made it stop, and when the Sumeru Mustard Sword fell into Zimo's hands, it seemed to be a little unfinished.

And Mu Canghai and Zuo Ling Ghost Ji also rushed from their respective rooms, seeing that Zimo's face was pale and his breath was disordered, but there was nothing serious, Mu Canghai breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "What happened, why did I have a sense of danger just now." ”

Zimo put the Sumeru mustard sword into his body and smiled awkwardly, "It's okay, it's okay, you're busy with your go, I'm tinkering with something." ”

"Your kid has just stepped into the realm of the spirit baby, you should be familiar with the mysteries of this realm, don't go wrong, step into the realm of the spirit baby, your kid is also a real monk, whether it is physical strength or state of mind, you should keep up, but don't chase the improvement of the realm and forget the fundamentals, laying a good foundation is the most important thing, we monks are the most taboo to abandon the basics, in that case, sooner or later one day will go mad, and then it will be too late for your kid to regret it."

Mu Canghai frowned, he thought that Zimo was realm was improving too fast, and he was in a hurry to cultivate some high-level exercises that would lead to the consumption of vitality, so he reminded him.

Zimo naturally knew that Mu Canghai was good for him, his expression was solemn, and he said in a deep voice, "Thank you Uncle Hai for your teachings, I will definitely remember it." ”

"Well, I don't think you kid will be the kind of person who is in a hurry, you just have to know it."

Mu Canghai glanced at Zimo, turned around and left.

Zuo Ling Ghost Ji held a bunch of crystal clear grapes in her hand, eating them one by one, she opened her mouth and spit out two grape seeds, and her words were indistinct, "I heard that Old Man Mu said that you are going to the death realm, you have to take advantage of these two months to improve your strength, don't die in it, in that case, the treasure on your body is not cheaper than others, it is better to leave it to me, this girl will keep it for you, so that you have done a good thing even if you die, sister, I will always remember your goodness." ”

The corners of Zimo's mouth twitched, and he laughed dryly, "You don't have to worry about this." ”

Zuo Ling Ghost Ji was not angry, shook her head and sighed, with a look of regret on her face, and quipped, "Alas, kindness is regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs, and young people really don't listen to it now..."

She originally wanted to say "don't listen to the old man", but wouldn't this be an admission that she was very old, so she paused for a moment and continued, "If you don't listen to the beauty, you will suffer in front of you." ”

After saying that, she seemed to be very satisfied with her words, glanced at Zimo amorously, turned around and left in a jump, causing many male guests in Chunshui Building to swallow their saliva.

Zimo shook his head slightly, smiled, turned around and returned to his room.

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