Gongsun Hui didn't want to deal with the people behind him at all, in this space, the monks came in and out, it was difficult to count, and he had cultivated for many years, and there were no less than two people who had taken pictures of each other.

However, these people either gave up their practice because there were too many taboos and never entered this place again; Either the taboo is triggered, and the phantom created by the exercise is running wildly.

"Daoyou, Daoyou?"

Feng Ping saw that the other party still didn't speak, so he stepped forward and patted the other party's shoulder gently.

And this shot instantly made Gongsun Hui feel like a ghost!

"Fellow Daoist! This is not a good shot! ”

The arrogance just now vanished at this moment, and he was afraid that the monk behind him, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, would do something out of the ordinary!

As long as you push or drag him, won't you be like those people, running madly towards the phantom?

"Can't you shoot?"

Feng Ping smiled secretly in his heart, but his tone sounded full of doubt and guilt.

"Move around at will and trigger the taboo! You want to die, I don't want to die yet! Gongsun Hui couldn't hide his indignation and scolded.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Feng Ping's hand was actually on his back, and a demonic voice came from his ears!

"Can't you push it?"

"Your uncle!"

Gongsun Hui scolded, and in the next second, the figure disappeared in this mysterious illusory space in a flash!

"Offline?"

Feng Ping looked at the empty swamp in front of him, and the corners of his mouth raised, "Still afraid that you won't come back?" ”

He crouched down, made a mark where he stood, and looked around.

There are still a lot of people around, but the distance is either too far, or there is not much green hair on the body, like the monk who even has green hair just now, this area is really not one.

"It seems that people in this space don't want to deal with others."

Feng Ping sighed secretly.

Obviously, the other party has a certain hostility towards him, or he is also wary.

"The Walking Corpse of the Moon Swallowing" itself is full of many taboos, and you are not very careful when practicing? If you violate the taboo because of three or two sentences, or one or two actions, isn't that a wrongful death?

"If you go offline, you will go offline, unless you don't practice in the future!"

After Feng Ping finished chanting, he recited the mantra silently again, and began to absorb the aura of different species.

……

Gongsun Hui woke up from his sleep violently.

The clothes, which were as thin as cicada's wings, were completely soaked with sweat at the moment.

He is also a monk in the Crystallization Realm, or in a year or two, he will be covered with green hair, condensed into the Law of Heaven and Earth, and become a Jindan real person.

But just now, I was almost scared to death!

"Grandma's, I met a fool!"

Gongsun Hui was very sure that the monk who touched him just now was definitely a chick! Otherwise, how could he have made such a dangerous move?

"It's really a little bit back, someone actually randomly appeared behind him, and you can't stagger the time to practice with him in the future?" He wanted to cry a little without tears.

Gongsun Hui pushed open the door, and it was pitch black outside.

But even so, the temperature is still unbearable.

He walked to the corner of the wall, and with a light lift of one hand, an iron bucket several times larger than the others was easily lifted.

After taking it back to the house, he turned over the corpse powder, red rock corpse grass, flower and other spiritual materials from the backyard and poured them into the iron bucket.

After a series of complicated preparations, Gongsun Hui stepped into the barrel and refined himself with the secret art of refining corpses!

Now, although his body can't be injured by magic weapons, he can almost be immune to half of the spells below the crystal realm.

Fighting between the same ranks, although it is impossible to be invincible, it is also a good hand in the immortal gate.

"Tsk, it seems that I am going to become the first monk of the Gushan Sect to enter the Golden Pill Realm with the art of walking corpses!"

Gongsun Hui was very proud, after all, what he had awakened was only the lower grade wood spirit root!

……

Two hours later.

Feng Ping felt that the sea of qi suddenly grew a little, and soon, there was a slight change in his body.

"Breakthrough!"

After cultivating for nearly three hours in a row, he finally broke through to the fifth layer of qi refining in one fell swoop!

This speed is really faster than the Heavenly Spirit Root!

Feng Ping looked up at the figure of the drought in the distance, and then looked at the position standing in front of him.

The monk was frightened by himself, and he probably wouldn't be returning to this mysterious space anytime soon.

"It's time to wake up, too."

He silently recited the sober mantra in "The Walking Corpse of the Moon Swallowing" in his heart, and in the blink of an eye, his mind returned, and his consciousness had returned to his body.

After coming to his senses, Feng Ping shook his head, then got up and moved his fists and kicks.

"It's been more than two hours, and it's almost time for dawn."

Without further delay, he followed the secret passage all the way up to the study.

Outside the house, the sky was white, and a new day came as scheduled.

He returned to his room, changed into a set of green clothes, sat quietly at the table of the Eight Immortals, and began to think about everything that had happened last night and what he would do next.

Time passed slowly, Feng Ping temporarily sorted out some clues, and also had a preliminary plan for what needs to be done today and tomorrow.

As for the future?

Then you have to see the moves, take a step and see a step.

Knock knock!

There was a knock on the door, Feng Ping snapped down the table with two fingers, and said softly, "Come in." ”

When he was promised, the door opened.

Two maids dressed in pale green gauze skirts, with empty brocade boots on their feet and their hair combed into a cross bun, walked in.

The former holds a copper basin, and the latter carries a scarf in both hands.

The surprise in the eyes of the two flashed, and when they walked up to Feng Ping, they said:

"Shopkeeper Niu, I'll wait for you to rinse."

"No need, put it there, I'll do it myself."

Feng Ping waved his hand, whether it was in his previous life or in this life, he was a rough man, even if he now became the owner of the firm and became the shopkeeper and head of the firm, he still has no habit of being served.

"Yes."

The two maids, pineapple and yellow peach, as usual, put the copper basin on the wooden frame, and the gauze scarf was carried on the side of the basin.

"You two help me call the big butler!"

The second daughter stopped, turned around, owed slightly, and said, "Obey." ”

After the two left, Feng Ping walked to the wooden frame, washed his face very casually, and then threw the scarf into the basin and sat back at the table of the Eight Immortals.

Soon, Zhang Mazi ran over panting.

Last night, after educating his somewhat floating cousin, he had been looking at the books of the comptoir.

Of course, Zhang Mazi didn't sleep, and Qian Li, the former housekeeper of the commercial bank, didn't sleep either, and kept explaining to him.

The head of the explanation is the Tao, and it is clear!

But Zhang Mazi always remembered what Feng Ping said.

"There's a problem with the account!"

I originally planned to check on the spot today, but I didn't think that as soon as the front foot left, I received the news that Feng Ping was looking for him.

"Master Niu, are you looking for me?"

"Arrange for me to go to the house later!"