Chapter 468: Zhang Mingyu

Yin and Yang in the Qiankun circle,

Mountains and rivers meet and entangle,

Sunrise in the East China Sea and under the West Mountain,

Whose fence is evergreen.

----- (gorgeous dividing line) -----

The Chaos Soul Divine Pill is indeed an eight-grade pill, and its medicinal power is also against the sky. Although Song Pingzi has not really seen what kind of specific effects the eight-pin pill will have, since it has been called a divine pill, it cannot be explained by common sense.

Although the Holy Maiden is already in the God King realm, the Eight Rank Pills that are effective in the Emperor Realm are easy to deal with in the God King Realm. Although it was only an eighth-grade inferior, the Holy Maiden was not absorbed in her heyday.

Originally, there would be no accidents, but unfortunately this is the key to the Chaos Soul Divine Pill is the eighth rank of the lower level, the uncontrollable chaos of the soul state, and the place where they were thrown down by the broken teleportation channel happened to be the homeland of the Holy Maiden, which led to the obsession of the Holy Maiden when she was weak.

In fact, it is impossible to eliminate the medicinal effect of the Chaotic Soul Divine Pill, but when Zhang Zhuang looked at the newly built and restored house, he instinctively made the saint feel that something was missing, and the moment the monument was erected and engraved, the medicinal effect of the Chaotic Soul Divine Pill was actually destroyed, which I am afraid that even Emperor Qin Se did not expect at the beginning.

It's just that the saint who has woken up, the first thing that comes to mind when she recovers her consciousness is the regret left by this obsession, once a woman falls into an obsession with something, it is not easy to analyze and judge what she does.

Before, cooking for Song Pingzi and even washing her feet were originally the life she wanted the most in her obsession, but because of her lover's affection, her obsession with cultivation surpassed everything, making such a simple life unsustainable.

After completing the replenishment of her regrets, the saint has nothing to hide.

However, she never expected that a divine body realm that was easily grasped by herself could actually bottom out, reverse her yin and yang combination divine skills, and even make herself unable to get out at all, until now she still doesn't understand whether her galaxy combination divine skills were reversed and borrowed by the other party or Song Pingzi's mental method is beyond her own cognition.

Because even the combination of yin and yang is only a deprivation of essence and spiritual power, but the saint's perception of the will of the universe world has been unscrupulously absorbed by Song Pingzi's divine soul, just like flipping through her perception records, and the perception that has no trace to follow can be absorbed by the other party, which is completely beyond common sense of deprivation and sharing, making the saint not only incomprehensible, but even afraid.

At the beginning, her doppelganger incarnated as a spirit bead and went to different planets, but only one spirit bead returned without any information, and even the spirit of the spirit bead was erased, and she didn't even have a clue to find out what went wrong.

This man has some breath like the spiritual bead that has lost her spiritual mind, which makes her have a plan in her heart, to absorb this person's spiritual power and torture the origin, but she never thought that it brought bad luck to herself.

The saintess who broke free from Song Pingzi only dared to shrink in the corner of the bed. Her panic was not only due to the reversal of the combination of yin and yang just now, which should have benefited from it, but the majestic power of the man in front of her to absorb the starlight independently, a momentum that looked at the world, so that she did not dare to approach, dare not stay away, and did not dare to make any moves.

It seems that as long as she makes a move, she will be pulled towards this man again, and she will continue to be extracted from her aura, perception and divine sense.

The horror on her face came from within, and it had affected her mind and determination, not hesitation, but powerless oppression.

However, Song Pingzi, who sat up, just glanced at the frightened saintess, and had to sit down cross-legged immediately, not even worrying about whether the saint would make another move. The skyrocketing realm made him have to fully regulate the danger of the sudden decrease in the spiritual power that supported the power because the saint suddenly separated from him, and without the support of the saint's spiritual power, he had to use his own spiritual power to deal with it.

Fortunately, this situation only lasted for less than a quarter of an hour, and when he was already able to control the operation of the Jishan Heart Sutra by himself, he took the initiative to stop absorbing these starlights.

Song Pingzi, who opened his eyes, silently calculated the time, and realized that seven days had passed since he began to recover, and he had no memory of how long the semi-coma lasted before, and he had no memory of how long the previous semi-coma lasted in the past seven days, none of the villagers in Zhangzhuang dared to approach the small courtyard, I don't know if it was because of the relationship between himself and the saint in the house, or because these villagers were afraid of this small courtyard.

Song Pingzi also noticed that his robe was open, although it was not the first time he had experienced it, but it was not good to be like this all the time, so he quickly tidied himself up, put on his pants and robe, and looked at the holy woman who was still cowering in the corner. He was not sure if his current realm could deal with the saintess who were still in the realm of consumption, and he blamed himself for what he sighed before, or because of his poor stability. Therefore, he didn't dare to be too tough on the saint, "You, come here." ”

Hearing Song Pingzi's voice, the saint instinctively trembled.

However, Song Pingzi wanted to stretch out her finger and point at her clothes and let her put them on first, but the holy woman let out an exclamation, held her head in her hands, and lay on the bed, her body trembling violently with fear.

"Master, I'm afraid this woman is really scared stupid, this is the best time to kill her." The karmic fire suddenly transmitted a voice and told Song Pingzi that in its memory, there were also people who were ignited by the karmic fire in their hearts, so it was very sure that the current saintess was really a little delirious, but it would definitely not be like this all the time, and it would only take a little time to recover.

But as soon as the words came out, Song Pingzi didn't react to the karma fire and felt that something was wrong again, this woman had been "entangling" with her master for seven or eight days just now, and hurriedly added: "Maybe the master can take her as a slave girl." ”

Song Pingzi frowned, if the saint sobered up, things would be really difficult. Tianyantong's body followed Song Pingcun, and it was only the spirit body that stayed by his side, and he obviously couldn't deal with it if he didn't have any attack ability.

Tianyantong seemed to know Song Pingzi's thoughts, a flash, from the sleeve directly into the sea of saintess knowledge, since he was driven out of Song Pingzi's purple mansion by Emperor Qin Se, he has never had a place to live, this opportunity in front of him is simply not too good.

If the saint was in a normal state, he would not dare to take risks.

Song Pingzi didn't have time to stop him at all, and Tianyantong had already appeared in the sea of consciousness of the saint. The frightened body of the saint fell back all of a sudden, and a god king realm collided with something outside the sea of consciousness, which made her instinctively want to refuse, but Tianyantong's words echoed in her sea of consciousness, "If you dare to act rashly, you can't afford the self-explosion of a spirit." ”

A spirit, the saint completely sobered up, but her eyes were still filled with fear when she looked at Song Pingzi. Because she couldn't see Song Pingzi's realm clearly, it felt like a star realm, but it was like a vast starry sky, deep and ethereal, plus the experience that had only passed recently, she didn't dare to act rashly. But the foreign objects in the sea of knowledge, she can't just let it exist, but before the gathered spirits have formed an overwhelming move, there is a sharp pain in the sea of knowledge, which makes her hold her head and keep rolling on the bed, and for a while the white flowers in front of Song Pingzi's eyes are shaking, which is really inappropriate for children.

After a few breaths, the holy woman stopped rolling, and knelt directly in front of Song Pingzi regardless of her clothes, "Master, Mingyu will be your slave girl in the future, and she will never dare to have any second thoughts." ”

"Mingyu?" Song Pingzi asked suspiciously.

"Master, Mingyu is the name of the slave." Zhang Mingyu told the truth.

In Zhangzhuang here, everyone has the surname Zhang, so the people in Zhangzhuang don't say their full names on weekdays, only their names.

"Who is Zhang Lang?" After Song Pingzi heard this, he asked again. If everyone here is surnamed Zhang, then who is this Zhang Lang?

"It's the slave's lover, named Zhang Zhang."

"What about people?"

"I don't know, maybe I'm already dead." Zhang Mingyu hesitated for a moment, but still said it.

Song Pingzi didn't fully believe Zhang Mingyu's answer, but now is not the time to question. Moreover, he also has a lot of flowers to ask clearly, looking at Zhang Mingyu's appearance in front of him, Song Pingzi turned around and said, "You tidy yourself up first, I'll wait for you outside the house." ”

Watching Song Pingzi walk out of the wing, open the door and walk outside the house, Zhang Mingyu had a feeling of being suddenly separated from the world.

It's really unlucky to the extreme, I didn't see it as lively, but caused trouble for myself for no reason. But now there is no way to send people under the fence.

"You'd better be honest and make a slight move, and I'm sure you'll not just regret it. Follow your master well, and maybe you will have a good day, or else what you do to him will end up dying without a place to bury. "Tianyantong is in Zhang Mingyu's sea of knowledge, and of course I know this woman's thoughts instantly.

Unless Zhang Mingyu's instinctive reaction is made, everything else can't be hidden, you must know that he himself is the spirit of the illusory formation.