"This is the master of Qiansuan Building, right?"

Zhang Youji hugged his fist towards Gou Zheng, "I heard that there is a thousand arithmetic buildings in Qingzhou, using wooden fish as a clock and sweeping the floor with dust, which can be regarded as something that the Buddha cannot hear." I've wanted to visit the Sensuan Building for a long time.

”

"Daozi praised it falsely."

When Gou Zai heard that the other party was a Taoist sect, most of the surprise in his heart dissipated.

It is reasonable for a dignified Taoist to be able to approach himself quietly.

"Earlier, Daozi said that he wanted to help the alliance leader deal with the white-robed king of the Sacred Heart Sect? Dare to ask, but what is the plan? ”

"Nope."

Zhang Youji shook his head decisively.

"Daozi has already entered the realm of kings?!"

Gou's expression changed slightly.

"Nope."

Zhang Youji's expression remained unchanged.

"That'...... How does Michiko plan to help? Gou Zai looked a little anxious.

The white-robed king is not only a mountain pressing on Qin Huai's head, but also a mountain on Gou's ...... and even the mountains in the hearts of all normal people in Qingzhou.

Everyone is looking forward to the fact that the white-robed king can disappear into the land of Qingzhou as soon as possible.

"I didn't have many brains with me this time, it was all up to Brother Qin's orders!"

Zhang Youji clenched his fist towards Qin Huai.

"I'm not familiar with Qingzhou, and I don't know much about the white-robed king, if Brother Qin needs anything, just greet me."

"Yes, then I'll let Daozi go to the Heart Eye Pavilion now?"

A smile appeared on Qin Huai's face.

"Let's go!"

Zhang Youji shook his robe, and his figure gradually changed in front of the two.

"Slow down!"

Qin Huai hurriedly stopped the person.

The figure was solidified again.

Qin Huai saw it really, but he didn't see any way out of it.

If the other party casts it twice, Qin Huai will be able to know what kind of spell it is by picking up an experience ball.

"What advice does Brother Qin have?"

Zhang Youji asked.

"Why don't you tell me first, what is so extraordinary about the Wang Realm?"

"In our poor Qingzhou land, we can't see any inheritance of the king's realm." Qin Huai half-jokingly.

"Ah, Wang Jing, ah......"

Zhang Youji paused and organized the language.

"To break through the Spiritual Realm to the Lingtai Realm, you need to fuse your soul with your qi and blood, bones, and organs."

"Finally, the state of unity of spirit and body is achieved."

"The unity of spirit and body is not only about merging the soul with all parts of the body, but also about washing the blood, bones, and organs."

"The path of martial arts, the root of which is to follow the law of others, is to rely on one's own practice to learn, and take away other people's things."

"The bone pattern is the pattern of plants and trees, the pattern of utensils, and the pattern of demons."

"The spirit of the town government is the ...... that takes the lives of others and creates heaven and earth."

Speaking of this, Zhang Youji couldn't help but chuckle.

"Speaking of which, martial arts cultivation has a lot of similarities with bandits and bandits."

"Therefore, there have also been people on the martial arts road who do not rely on external objects at all, and even the spirit creatures of the town government use their own blood and bones to only cultivate their own self-guarding faction."

"Of course, there is another faction Brother Qin, you should be familiar with."

"Sacred Heart?" Qin Huai spoke.

"Well, the Cult of the Sacred Heart is completely unethical and disregards morality and bottom line...... Relying on devouring all things in the world as a method of cultivation is the other extreme. ”

Zhang Youji sighed, "It's far away." ”

"It is precisely because our previous realms of cultivation path were not pure, and they are not of the same origin and root as our own body."

"Therefore, when the spirit and flesh are fused, the power of the soul will wash over the body."

"Wash away the qi and blood, bone patterns, and the alien breath on the spirit of the town government, and completely turn it into your own thing."

"When these are completely one, it is the time to step into the realm of kingship."

"Lingtai realm, my soul is respected, flesh and blood cast platform."

"And the name of the king realm is also named because of this, and all things are bowed down to me when they enter the body."

After listening to Qin Huai and Gou Zai, they suddenly realized.

Zhang Youji picked up the bowl on the table, drank a big bowl happily, and then wiped his mouth with his long sleeves and continued.

"And after entering the realm of kings, the realm of kings will be born."

"The so-called realm of the king is the supernatural magic method derived from the refining of the spirit of the town government according to the method he cultivated before."

"Depending on the method of cultivation, the realm of the king that will be born will also be different."

"The strength of the spirit objects of the town government will also affect the strength of the king's realm."

"And the better the practice of cultivation is with each other, the stronger the realm of the king will be......"

Zhang Daozi talked eloquently.

Let Qin Huai and Gou Zheng nod frequently.

These were all things that Qin Huai had never heard of in his previous years of cultivation.

In the past, he only knew that there was discord in nature, and the strength of a martial artist who also cultivated the number of methods might not advance but retreat, or even die violently.

Or it may affect the speed of practice.

Now that he listened to Zhang Daozi talk about the realm of kings, Qin Huai knew that these were all interlocking.

Among the big powers, these things are common sense.

Those Tianjiao, even ordinary children, would follow the optimal route when they were young.

Let them have the upper hand in each realm, and their combat power will be much higher than that of the martial artists of the same realm.

No wonder Qin Huai was in the spirit realm.

To the ordinary Ye Xiu, and the people of the six royal families.

The feel is very different, even far from it.

"Thank you Michiko for explaining!"

Qin Huai sincerely hugged his fists, and Zhang Youji's words really made him suddenly brightened.

I just don't know that my seven laws are the same, and my nature is far from the same...... What will the King's Realm look like in the end?

Wait, isn't your own Black Dragon Realm a kind of realm and a kind of supernatural power?

Then if you wait until you have cultivated to the king realm.

Will there be a second kingdom realm or something else?

Qin Huai was at a loss in his heart, and this kind of thing is probably not good to ask Zhang Youji now.

Although his identity has been known by the other party.

But only those ancient kings knew about cultivating the emperor's power by himself.

And those ancient kings have now become their own help, and they can't open their mouths.

Once Qin Huai revealed,

He also couldn't predict which direction things would go.

But no matter which direction it is, Qin Huai will inevitably fall into an extremely passive situation.

The ten counties of Dongqing, which have finally begun to prosper, will once again fall into turmoil and even disaster.

That's it.

Qin Huai completely suppressed the thoughts in his heart.

Wait for the opportunity to go to the Taoist Sect one day, and then read the classics carefully to see if you can find clues.

"Alright, I'll go and meet the white-robed king first."

The conversation came to an abrupt end.

Just like Zhang Youji.

The whole person disappeared in an instant.

"What a fast speed, such a strong way to breathe."

Gou Zheng suddenly came back to his senses, looked around, and couldn't find any trace of Zhang Youji on the Lingkou Close.

He then pinched his fingers.

Drops of blood flowed in the palms of their hands.

"Is there even a technique to conceal the breath and luck or a secret weapon to protect the body?"

Gou Zheng couldn't help smacking his tongue, he raised his eyebrows a little hindsightly, "Is this Dao Sect's practice so peculiar?" It's a bit more than I realize. ”

How can you do a good way, and the exercises you practice are all these things that feel a little unsightly.

"Then who knows."

Qin Huai put down his rice bowl, burped contentedly, and immediately stood up and looked in the direction of the Heart Eye Pavilion.

"Keep the meal, and wait for me to come back in the evening to eat it hot."

"The alliance leader is going to the Heart Eye Pavilion?"

"Ah, you can't really let Daozi go to the meeting alone."

"I ......"

"No, the three of us should be able to handle it." Qin Huai interrupted Gou's words.

Gou Zai glanced at the black-robed man beside him who had not spoken from the beginning to the present.

"Be careful."

A pair of Kunpeng wings suddenly appeared behind Qin Huai.

The gray wings seven or eight meters long are majestic and majestic, and the slightest shock will stir up dozens of meters of wind and waves.

Qin Huai rose from the ground and flew into the distance.

And the king corpse was no exception, and the power of blood was raised towards the sky.

The king's corpse floated in the air.

One person, one corpse, one after the other, disappeared from the sight of Gou.

Qin Huai could control the corpse of the king a mile away from him, and the two were on a parallel line.

No matter which side has an accident, reinforcements can be rushed in time.

His wings trembled, and Qin Huai flashed over Qingzhou City.

The rich blood qi was not as pungent as before, and it was perhaps because Qin Huai had a strong tolerance for the smell of blood after refining the sea of blood.

In the outer city,

The once bustling streets and alleys are in ruins.

There are also newly built pavilions, but there are very few of them.

The sporadic smell of wine and rouge wafted through his mouth and nose in the wind, making it easy for Qin Huai to tell what those places were used for.

Obviously, in the midst of the chaos of these years. Qingzhou City also unconsciously established a new order and rules.

Some people drink in the pavilion to release their desires, while others sit in rags on the piles of stinking bones and search for useful things.

There are also people who are physically mutilated, leaving only the upper body behind.

You can only crawl and move on the ground with your hands.

Qin Huai's expression was indifferent, and he couldn't raise the slightest sympathy for these people.

Because in today's Qingzhou City, there are no good people left here.

They are all madmen and fanatics from all over Qingzhou, and even from the whole city.

In order to pursue strength, he chose the evil path of cannibalism.

In front of the ruins of the Thousand Calculation Building.

Qin Huai quietly landed at the bottom of the mountain.

The corpse of the king on the side smashed to the ground, smashing the ground into a big hole.

"Manipulating the king's corpse looks like we need to practice more."

Qin Huai muttered.

He did not go up the mountain, but manipulated the king's corpse and walked quickly towards the mountain.

There weren't too many Sacred Heart Cultists on the ruins of the Thousand Calculation Building, or very few of them.

Only a few people went up and down the mountain.

But looking at its aura and footsteps, it is more appropriate to say that it is not so much a disciple as a miscellaneous for the white-robed king.

The cooks, the maids, and some messengers.

The corpse of the king walked all the way unimpeded, and he didn't even have to deliberately avoid people's sight.

Because he found that there was not even a sentry upstairs in this thousand calculations.

That's right, a dignified warrior of the King Realm.

The white-robed king, who stands at the peak of Qingzhou's combat power, still needs someone to sentry.

Anyone dares to sneak thousands of buildings, even if they come up, they can't do anything.

The corpse of the king walked all the way to the vicinity of the Heart Eye Pavilion.

A large and eye-catching aura fluctuated with wisps of power, as dazzling as the bright moon in the night sky.

The corpse of the king looked at the second floor of the Heart Eye Pavilion, where the white-robed king closed his eyes.

cuffs,

A soul needle flowed into the fingertip.

The king's majesty wrapped around the soul needle along the king's bones.

The next moment,

An astonishing force exploded.

A halo of energy visible to the naked eye surged from the Heart Eye Pavilion and swept into the distance.

"Who bothered me?"

The white-robed king instantly rushed into the air.

A volley of palms.

The king's corpse instantly clasped his arms in front of his chest.

Rumble!

The gale is like a knife, breaking through the air.

The king's corpse robe rattled, but he didn't feel the slightest power.

Qin Huai hurriedly looked in the direction of the white-robed king.

only to find that the white-robed king seemed to shoot towards the air.

It seems that Zhang Daozi made a move.

Assassination......

Qin Huai thought of Zhang Youji's elusive whereabouts, and felt a little indescribable.

"But this white-robed king is also shrewd."

"I'm afraid that the spirit stone in my hand is an ornament, you want to deliberately seduce me to take the bait."

Qin Huai slandered.

It takes time to return from the spirit world to this world.

And with Zhang Daozi's behavior, he naturally would not notify the white-robed king in advance.

obvious

The empty Qiansuan Building is not all the confidence of the king of the white robe, but also the calculation of the king of the white robe.

Holding the spirit stone plate and sitting on the Heart Eye Pavilion, just to wait for someone who is destined......

I have to say,

This white-robed king is really determined.

It's a pity,

I guess he didn't get it.

In mid-air, the white-robed king looked around.

There was an imperceptible layer of cold sweat falling from his forehead.

Just as Qin Huai thought, he was indeed holding the spirit stone in his hand for fishing.

Betting that Qin Huai would not be able to bear it and come down from the sea of blood to attack him.

Or Kong Binghuang of Wuji Mountain.

It's just that he didn't expect it,

The arrival was a bit of a surprise to him.

The opponent's attack almost reached the back of his heart, and the white-robed king realized the existence of the other party.

If he was a little slower, he might be stabbed by the opponent, or even seriously injured.

What a way to hide your body.

"Your Excellency shouldn't be from Qingzhou, right?"

The white-robed king looked around, and the other party seemed to have evaporated from the world.

Even with the eyes of his royal realm, he can't see through where the other party's true identity is.

Around, there was not the slightest sound to respond.

A cup of tea, a quarter of an hour... A stick of incense... Half an hour......

The white-robed king just hung motionless in the air, while the sky above the Heart Eye Pavilion was calm.

finally

The white-robed king slowly fell back to the ground.

"Little ghost over there, go to the storeroom and get me a bright-eyed bead."

The white-robed king looked in the direction of the king's corpse and said.

The corpse nodded slowly.

He immediately walked towards the storeroom.

Call!

The wind howled in an instant.

Amazing, Wang Wei fell from mid-air like a mountain and a sea.

"You think I can't see anything wrong with you?" The white-robed king's voice was indifferent.

Punch out like a way.

An indescribable feeling made Qin Huai, who was several miles away, feel a sense of heart.

The king's corpse turned around in an instant, and the power of the king burst out all over his body.

Half-turned, the blood-covered fist was instantly swung out.

Bang!

The robes agitated, and the wind was like waves.

The earth shattered, and in an instant, hundreds of earth and rocks were raised to the height of a person.

The power of the king rushed from the earth, scattering the clouds and mist in the sky.

The sky was clear, and the clear sunlight shone through the mouth of the cave.

"Wang Jing?"

The white-robed king raised his eyebrows, "No, who are you?" ”

The king corpse was silent, just sullenly exchanging fists and kicks with the white-robed king.

Dozens of punches were thrown out in succession.

The white-robed king frowned, and the mysterious man in front of him ate his own punches several times, but he didn't move at all.

Not even a drop of blood could be seen.

Where did the wickedness come from......