was slashed by Lin Xiyao, and Lin Jing's consciousness slowly returned to reality, and his body gradually regained consciousness, but then a sharp pain deep into the bone marrow was replaced.

He didn't know if this pain was obtained by Lin Xiyao's sword slash, or if it was the sequelae caused by his forcible burning of qi and blood to break through his cultivation.

Anyway, there should be both.

He took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, and then he realized that it hurt to even take a deep breath now.

He tried to move, raised his hand slightly, and slowly opened his eyes, but what caught his eyes was a cold light.

"Where is this?" He looked around suspiciously, looked up with difficulty, and found that there were many corpses lying on the stone table like himself.

"Did I die and be moved to the morgue here? But the morgue is too big. Lin was stunned and tried to sit up, but then there was a tingling pain, and the unbearable stinging pain made him have to give up the idea of sitting up.

Forget it, let's lie down first.

When Lin Jingzhen thought of this, he slowly lay down again.

"I'm not dead? But before I fainted, who was the shadow chasing after me? However, he didn't kill me directly, but took me to the morgue here? But why did he take me to the morgue? ”

When he thought of this, Lin Jingzhen was still puzzled, if he hadn't died at that time, he shouldn't have just taken himself to the morgue.

But it would be understandable if he had taken himself to the morgue here because he was out of breath at the time, but why did he take the risk of taking a dead man under the nose of the infant monk?

Lin was stunned for a while, he didn't know what kind of heart the person who saved him was in peace, but he was also completely sure that the person chasing him at that time would not be the sect master of the Luoyu Sect.

But if you put everything aside, assuming that you were still angry at the time, why did he save himself and throw himself aside, wasn't he the person he wanted to save, so he threw himself away... Forget it, I don't want to, my brain hurts.

Lin Jingzhen simply did not blindly guess, but began to check the injuries on his body, and found that the injuries on his body were better, but when he tried to mobilize the dantian aura in his body, a faint stinging pain was transmitted from the dantian meridians to the sea of brain knowledge.

"The recovery ability of this Creation Realm is miraculous, and the flesh and blood on my body can hardly be seen blooming at that time, but the dantian meridians have just been repaired, so it is not appropriate to use force, so I can only lie down here."

When he thought of this, Lin Jingzhen directly closed his eyes and cultivated the concept of "Hongmeng Chaos Yin and Yang Pole", absorbing the aura spread around him, and replenishing the already dried dantian.

I don't know how long it was, but there was movement outside the morgue.

When he heard the movement, Lin Jingzhen had already woken up and paid attention to the movement outside.

At the same time as I heard the movement outside, there were also the voices of many people talking, and those people were very similar to those who claimed to be the introductory disciples of the Heavenly Corpse Sect and chose the natal corpse slave.

When Lin was stunned when he heard what they said, he was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the morgue where he was lying now turned out to be from the Heavenly Corpse Sect.

Since it is the territory of the Heavenly Corpse Sect, do you want to strike first? He didn't know if his use of the knotted corpse slave had been exposed, and if it did, it wouldn't be long before someone would come to the door...

After a moment of thinking and countermeasures, people walked into the morgue one after another, and then they scattered out again, looking for their favorite natal corpse slave in the huge morgue.

And Lin Jingzhen was about to look for an opportunity to sneak away, when a woman's tender voice suddenly came from the front, "What a big brother with clear eyebrows, or train him to be your own natal corpse slave." In this way, you can also deal with your father's nagging. ”

Lin Jingzhen couldn't help but feel funny when she heard what she said, this woman's voice should be very small when she listened, and the cultivation aura emanating from her body was even smaller.

When he thought of this, he suddenly had an idea, and secretly thought, should he try to take the risk of pretending to be her corpse slave, and then look for an opportunity to slowly sneak into the interior of the Heavenly Corpse Sect to find the answer?

Just as he hesitated to risk being someone else's corpse slave, the woman was already holding a stone, feeding it with blood, and was about to stuff it into her mouth.

At first, he wanted to resist, but when he opened his eyes and saw that it was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, he stopped resisting and pretended to swallow the corpse stone, but in fact, he had already thrown the corpse stone with the girl's essence and blood into the realm of all things creation.

Lin was shocked to see that the girl was suddenly frightened by her own eye-opening action and retreated, and couldn't help snickering in her heart, and then when she heard the girl recite a sentence of "dust to dust, soil to ......earth", the corpse stone thrown into the Creation Mirror emitted a sinister aura, but as soon as the sinister aura appeared, it was suppressed by the Creation Mirror.

When this scene happened, Lin Jingzhen could naturally sense it, but he was slightly stunned and didn't have much curiosity.

Then, after the girl shouted the word "disease", she closed her eyes to him again.

Lin Jingzhen also closed his eyes, after all, even if he did a little bit of acting, he couldn't be confined to the subtleties.

The girl who issued the "close your eyes" order to Lin Jingzhen was naturally Zhao Ling'er mentioned above.

Zhao Ling'er saw that she had subdued a corpse slave for the first time, and she was about to jump up excitedly, but then she also wondered that this was similar to what the cheap father said After accepting the natal corpse slave for the first time, there would be a connection with the corpse slave in her heart, but she didn't have anything.

"Leave him alone, as long as he can be obedient." So, Zhao Ling'er issued a second order to his corpse slave, get up and go home with me.

Go home? Lin was stunned for a moment, paused for a moment, and then followed off the stone bed and followed behind the little girl.

This little girl is not tall, with two small pigtails, wearing a black robe, no front and back, obviously stunted.

Lin Jingzhen followed her curiously, but he didn't dare to look around, for fear that others would know that he was still alive.

At this time, he had already used the technique of stealing the sky and changing the sun, put away all his breath, and in the eyes of others, he was a corpse, a corpse slave who had just been trained by Zhao Ling'er.

"Xiao Ling'er, have you chosen your own corpse slave?" At this moment, a burly elder sister came over, followed by a burly man at the same time.

"Sister Hua, I've made a good choice, it's a Taoist brother with clear eyebrows." Zhao Ling'er exclaimed excitedly.

"Eyebrows? Let Sister Hua take a look. Immediately afterwards, the burly, spotted woman came up.

"The eyebrows are clear, but this can't help but fight?" Sister Hua said.

"Hit? Why fight? Zhao Ling'er said puzzled.

"You little girl, I really don't know or I don't know, didn't your father tell you that there is a comparison meeting of corpse slaves every year?" Sister Hua said.

"I know, but why should I take my big brother to compete with others?" Zhao Ling'er said.

"This, oops, doesn't make sense with what you say.。。。 Sister Hua continued: "Do you think, the corpse of this crayon gun you chose will be a corpse slave, and when you grow up and understand that women are happy, you will definitely suffer for today's choice." ”

"Why?" Zhao Linger still doesn't understand the meaning of Sister Hua's words, why do you have to wait until you grow up to understand that women are happy, and what is women's happiness?

"Oh, I'm ashamed, Sister Hua won't tell you, I'll go back and train my corpse slave first." Sister Hua was ashamed to stop, but she was still embarrassed to tell her the real happiness of those women, after all, little girls also have the day to become women, and this day is what every girl has to experience.

Sister Hua came out of the morgue with her natal corpse slave, and rushed to her residence, she wanted to rush back to her room as quickly as possible, after all, this was her penance for more than ten years before she finally moved into the spirit and became a real monk, naturally, she also had to treat herself well.

When Zhao Ling'er heard that Sister Hua was going to take her corpse slave home to be trained well, she also excitedly shouted at Lin Jing on the side: "Let's go back and train well." ”

Lin was speechless, this girl is a little piece, do you really not know what Sister Hua means by training?

But he didn't say anything, after all, he was just a corpse slave now, and he couldn't speak

At this time, the injuries on his body were almost healed, and as long as he didn't toss too much, the faint stinging symptoms would still not occur.

At this time, a few more Zhao Ling'er's little sisters came over to say hello to her, and said a bunch of polite words, but Lin Jingzhen didn't listen to a word anyway.

When Lin Jingzhen followed behind Zhao Ling'er, he divided some divine sense to explore everything around him.

It seemed that this morgue was built in a valley, and there were at least four or five huge morgues like this around, and what made him feel even more incredible was that there were many corpses of demon beasts in one morgue.

"It's hair, it's hair, so many demon beasts' furs, I don't know how many talismans can be drawn, and there are so many talismans to support it, can't you just kill a Jiedan monk?" Thinking of this, Lin Jingzhen decided to venture here tonight to take some fur for himself to draw.

Zhao Ling'er took him around a lot of grave bags of different sizes, many of which were already overgrown with weeds, and there were a long pillars standing next to the overgrown graves, and those pillars were hung with a white flag, and those flags were waving in the wind, making a ghost cry of "miles".

"There are more grave bags here than the grave bags in the mountain behind Xingxing Peak, and they are huge, so there won't be many corpses buried here, right?"

While Lin was secretly thinking in his heart, Zhao Ling'er had already taken him out of the valley and came to the flat ground where a house was sitting.

It was a huge piece of flat land, two or three miles from the valley, and it was dotted with houses.

This day, the Corpse Sect is very impressive, is it even a decent village that is so big?

Lin looked at this village that did not fall into a hundred households, and his heart was full of amazement.

But what he didn't know was that, to his astonishment, there were no more villages like this left behind.

Zhao Ling'er led Lin Jingzhen to a low courtyard, then pointed to a red coffin in the courtyard, and said, "That's your new home, you go over and lie down." ”

Coffin?

Lin was stunned for a moment, but walked over without saying a word and lay down in the coffin.

"That's good." Zhao Ling'er said happily, "I'll go find my father and ask him to come back and meet you." ”

Lin Jing lay down in the coffin, feeling very uncomfortable, but it was okay, and he wouldn't die if he slept in the coffin.

Suddenly, Zhao Linger led an old man in his fifties back.

"Daddy, this is the natal corpse slave I collected today, you look so delicate." Zhao Ling'er led Du Chen to the coffin and said with a smile.

"Showmanship is showmanship, but what's the use of showmanship? looks like a weak frame.,Casually knocked down by those burly corpse slaves.。 Du Chen said his opinion while staring at the corpse slave in front of him.

After looking deeply, he felt satisfied with the face of the corpse slave in front of him, but gradually, he felt that this corpse slave was familiar to him.

Isn't this the corpse I carried this morning? He, how did he become Xiao Nizi's natal corpse slave?

"Ling'er, are you sure that he is the natal corpse slave you fed with your natal essence blood?" Du Chen said as he carefully looked at the corpse slave in the coffin.

"Yes, Daddy, this is the natal corpse slave I fed." Zhao Linger said.

"So, can you call him up?" Du Chen still suspected that the corpse slave in front of him might be fake.

"Yes." Zhao Ling'er said, "Big brother, get up." ”

Lin was shocked to hear her tender voice, and almost couldn't hold back his laughter, but he still slowly climbed up from the coffin.

When he saw the corpse slave in the coffin standing in front of him, Du Chen couldn't help but take a step back, and couldn't help but tremble under his feet.

He was still a little less courageous, Du Chen said secretly in his heart.