Chapter Ninety-Six: I'm Dead?
The laurel tree grew a foot taller, and Zhang Zheng stopped practicing, stood up, and looked in the direction he came.
A quarter of an hour later, tiny white dots appeared in the distant sky.
Not again......
Zhang Zheng sighed faintly, turned the dagger in his hand boredly, and flew away into the distance.
Ever since she was teleported to this strange place, as soon as she opened her eyes, she was met with a pair of golden eyes like copper bells, and a huge black mouth.
The bony wings on the monster's back were so hard that even the burning stick that had beaten the invincible opponents in the world had planted a big heel on it.
It was a good risk to get out of the monster's mouth, but the monster's speed was not very fast, and it was easy to leave it far behind.
Zhang Zheng thought that she could rest assured if she got rid of the monster, but reality gave her a hard blow.
This monster is just as good as the majestic rooster that crows on time from a mundane farmer, and it has the ability to appear at regular intervals.
The short is almost a day's work, and the long is about a hundred weeks of cultivation, and the monster will turn into a white spot in the sky, chasing you to the death, entangled.
On top of that, this monster can't be killed at all.
When Zhang Zheng was caught up by the monster for the fourth time, she was determined to fight and finally killed the monster at the cost of exhausting most of her spiritual power.
I thought that I would be at ease from now on, so I concentrated on cultivating, but it actually appeared again.
Zhang Zheng recalled the dangerous situation just now, and couldn't help but feel creepy, and the speed of escape unconsciously accelerated.
The abyss-like giant mouth broke through the water cover, and she was almost swallowed by it for her whole life, and she was glad that she would use the water cover to protect herself every time she cultivated, so that she could exchange for a glimmer of life.
Just like this, I stopped and stopped, and played the chase game of "eagle and chicken" with the monster chasing after me for an unknown amount of time.
The laurel tree in the dantian jasper has grown into a towering tree, with lush branches and leaves, and occasionally a few clusters of flower buds can be seen, standing on the branches trembling.
Zhang Zheng finally noticed something unusual.
The vast wasteland ends here, and in front of it is a sea of clouds, ethereal and deep, and the divine sense cannot see through it.
There is a faint linear misty brilliance in the sea of clouds, extending upwards and reaching into the unclear sky, like a fairy ladder descending from the sky.
Do you want to go in?
Zhang Zheng looked at the sea of clouds that were tumbling and changing, frowning and thinking.
"Ye Qinghuan!"
Zhang Zheng stared at the fleeting figure in the sea of clouds, and exclaimed in confusion.
How did she end up here?
The feet that were about to step into the sea of clouds paused in the air, Zhang Zheng's eyes sank, and he doubted: "Could it be that this is another illusion?" ”
This is not to blame her for the shadow of the bow and snake, there is a saying in the vulgar that once she was bitten by a snake for ten years, she was afraid of the well rope.
At the beginning, the Guyuan Secret Realm fell into the illusion inexplicably, and the blade pierced the skin of the eyebrows, if he hadn't woken up in time, he would have died in the illusion.
Now in the small world, the mysterious woman who appeared out of thin air also used the illusion to deal with her, and was almost cut by a thousand knives, and forced them to leave the small world in a hurry.
"Well, let's wait."
If she is in the illusion now, the monster should not appear, and if the monster appears, it means that it is indeed reality nine times out of ten, and it is just the right time to use it to probe the situation.
Thinking about this, Zhang Zheng no longer bothered about the matter of "Ye Qinghuan", sat cross-legged on the spot, calmed down and began to meditate and practice.
If you continue to cultivate at this speed, a breakthrough in the Golden Pill is just around the corner.
……
Wanxuanmen broke the peak.
"Senior Brother Zhang, have you encountered anything strange on this trip?"
Zhang Xiaoliang looked at Lin Xiaoxiao's suspicious gaze and replied truthfully: "There is indeed something strange. ”
"At the end of the March period for the acceptance of apprentices in the small thousand world, I and three outer disciples stepped into the realm gate with our disciples, but when we opened our eyes again, we were alone in a wasteland, there was no difference between day and night, and there was a four-like monster chasing after it."
Hearing this, Lin Xiaoxiao had a clear mind, and asked again: "Senior brother, but he was able to come back after entering the sea of clouds?" ”
Zhang Xiaoliang bowed his head and glanced at the surrounding Wanxuanmen disciples, as well as many unfamiliar young faces, who should be the nether disciples recruited this time.
"Senior Sister Lin, is this also the case with you?"
"Hmm."
Lin Xiaoxiao once again counted the Nether disciples recruited on this trip, a total of fifteen people, one is not less.
"As far as I know, all the people who entered the Realm Gate in the Huaifeng Continent were teleported to the wasteland. As for monsters, it seems that only monks will encounter them, and nether disciples who have not cultivated will only be hunted down by monsters if they walk with monks. ”
"Moreover, the location of the sea of clouds does not seem to be fixed, many nether disciples say that they only walked for a long time before they saw the sea of clouds, while most of the monks walked for a long time to arrive."
Zhang Xiaoliang saw that a female cultivator who was waving to him was the outer disciple of the Nether Realm who was recruiting with him, and she was surrounded by more than a dozen Nether disciples who had been recruited.
Frowning, Zhang Xiaoliang suddenly said, "Did they all just come out?" ”
After being reminded by him, Lin Xiaoxiao's eyes crossed a trace of enlightenment, and she looked at the white boundless gate hanging in the air, "It's almost the same, it's less than an hour." ”
The two looked at each other, and the speed of time in the wasteland seemed to be different for each person.
"Master Lin's nephew, Xiao Liang."
The person who came was dressed in green clothes like bamboo, holding a yellowed ancient book in his hand, it was Elder Duan Wuwei.
Lin Xiaoxiao and the two took a step forward respectfully and bowed.
"Disciple Lin Xiaoxiao has seen Uncle Duan."
"I've seen Master."
Duan Wuwei looked around at the broken peak, but he didn't find the figure of the person, and his eyes flashed with a trace of extremely shallow fluctuations, and then he regained his calm.
"The two of you quickly hand over the nether disciples to the outer disciples of the same peers, and come with me."
"Yes."
……
Tibetan Daoshan Assembly Hall.
Lin Xiaoxiao told the strange things about the boundary gate in detail from beginning to end.
The head rubbed his temples and frowned, "You said you saw the ladder in the sea of clouds?" ”
Zhang Xiaoliang replied: "There is a sea of clouds to cover it, and the disciples can't see it clearly, but their vague shapes are extremely similar, so I have this guess." ”
"Nope."
The head glanced at Duan Wuwei under the seat, both of them had gloomy eyes, and shook their heads firmly: "It's not a guess." ”
Hearing his categorical tone, Lin Xiaoxiao and Zhang Xiaoliang looked at the head suspiciously.
But the head didn't want to talk about this matter anymore, and waved his hand at the two of them and said, "You guys go down first, cultivate well, and prepare for the Shanhai Order." ”
"Yes."
The two had already exited the council hall, and the door slowly closed.
"Senior brother, I'm afraid there is no doubt about this matter."
"After this battle, presumably Si Dao Sect has also figured it out, and it is troublesome for the junior brother to go to Si Dao Sect in a few days...... The Ji Nan family must make it clear about this. ”
The lives of the two elders of Wanxuanmen and a group of outstanding disciples, since Ji Nan dared to calculate, he must pay the price for it.
The opened ancient book suddenly closed, Duan Wuwei got up, his cold gaze fell on the empty seat above the main hall, and said in a deep voice: "Senior brother, please rest assured, this matter is important, I will leave." ”
The head of the gate also got up and stepped out of the council hall with him, "Are there any casualties in this boundary gate incident?" ”
Duan Wuwei remembered what the stationed elder said, and said, "Thirty-five outer disciples have lost thirty-five people, and seven inner disciples have lost ......."
After a slight pause, he said again: "Zhang Zheng, who built the ninth-order spiritual platform, also failed to come out. ”
"Zhang Zheng Mo ......"