Chapter 165: Good Stuff

"The Mystic Scripture of All Things!" Zitong exclaimed, and opened his eyes at the same time, his eyes were full of ecstasy, although he didn't get more information at this time, but just literally, just this name, is domineering enough, if there is no earth-shattering power of ghosts and gods, how dare you call it so?

And just when Zitong was thinking for a moment, a low murmur suddenly responded in his mind, as if he had traveled through time and brought endless vicissitudes.

"All things are mysterious, mountains, lakes, seas, trees, and heavenly spirits, all of which are used by me. ”

This seemingly eternal murmur has been in Zitong's mind for a long time, continuous.

Zitong's heart shook, from that voice, he heard the ancient domineering, magnificent, although I don't know how long it has been, but that kind of power is still there, that kind of domineering that fights the world, suddenly makes Zitong's blood boil.

However, Zitong has no other news except for this information, and he also understands that this is his own strength, and he has no chance to contact at all, but he believes that in the future, he will definitely be able to see the style of the Mystic Sutra of All Things.

And he will never let it follow him in the dust.

Looking at the other five light balls in front of him, the shell that was gradually frozen, Zitong understood that it was time for him to leave. Slowly stepping back, Zitong bowed deeply to the balls of light, and then resolutely turned around and left this magical third room.

With Zitong's departure, the jade door of this room also closed after him, and there was no more sound. Zitong knows. Inside. There was really no life left, the remaining orbs of light had been petrified, and the books were of no great use at all.

Watching Zitong come out, Zhong Yang outside was obviously excited, but then he seemed to think of something, and the heat in his eyes gradually calmed down.

Zitong noticed the change in Zhong Yang's expression, and suddenly understood it. opened his mouth and said: "It's not a big deal, it's just that I got a mystic, and I saw the life of Lao Dao, and I can't detect this mystical technique at all, I think it's because the strength is too low!"

Zitong's words are a bit exquisite, he didn't admit what was in it, and he didn't say how much there was, but he just got a kind of occult art, and the difference was big.

Obviously, Zhong Yang didn't notice too many problems. He just nodded, if there was no occult in it, he wouldn't believe it. And Zitong also made it clear that he couldn't investigate it himself, which was also a fact, and shook his head and said: "You should go back quickly, a short time must have passed outside, don't you still have a lot to do?"

Zitong understands what it means to "go out", after all, this place is still in the jade house, Zhong Yang means to let him quickly return to his consciousness, this spirit shijie, but there is no concept of time, I can't say, a long time has passed in the outside world.

"Well, senior, you can recuperate here, and the middle room will be given to you, the breath in there is relatively thick. Zitong said.

The mirror flower in the middle room has been taken out by him, and there are no other objects in it, it is very spacious. It is most suitable to leave Zhong Yang's predecessors as a place of cultivation.

"Okay!" Zhong Yang didn't retreat, he also knew that Zitong was for his own good, and if he was humble, it would be a bit pretentious.

"Senior, you can cultivate with peace of mind, I'm leaving!" Zitong saluted Zhong Yang, and then the figure gradually dissipated, and his consciousness returned to his body.

For Zhong Yang, Zitong definitely regards himself as a junior, even if he is torn off at some times, he is very measured.

Call!

Zitong has returned to the body, and his body that has not moved for a long time has a feeling of numbness, and with a long sigh of relief, Zitong slowly straightened up, broke free from the plants crawling on his body, and gradually revealed that Zitong's body had turned green.

But Zitong doesn't care, the color of this body, although it is very ugly, but it is very safe, now as long as his breath is restricted, it is basically a plant, and ordinary people can't see it.

To say that this child may have had something to do with snakes many times, so this kung fu is simply a matter of course, after all, snakes are born sinister, and that kind of concealment means have no flaws.

Resuming his actions, Zitong's whole body crackled with the sound of bones, due to the cultivation of the ice muscle jade bone after the ice, Zitong's body became stronger day by day, and unconsciously, the strength of the physical body had grown to the point that Zitong was surprised.

"If you want to increase the cultivation progress of the Cold Ice Technique, you should first strengthen the physique of your body!" Just after the sound of bone activity, Zhong Yang's reminder suddenly sounded in his mind, obviously, at this time, he did not quickly enter a state of retreat, but kindly came up with an idea.

"Huh?" Zitong was stunned for a moment, and then figured out the middle joint.

Zhong Yang's words are not unreasonable, if you want to make the ice muscle faster, only by strengthening your physical strength can you withstand the infusion of the cold breath faster and reach the state of the ice muscle.

"But how?" muttered Zitong. At this time, Zhong Yang's words did not come out, and he thought it was really a retreat and cultivation.

"Refining the body, refining the body..."Zitong meditated hard, suddenly, his eyes lit up, and his mind suddenly moved, and the heavy nine-stringed piano appeared in front of him, looking at this quaint nine-stringed piano, Zitong's eyes lit up.

If you want to strengthen your physique, the easiest way is to carry weights. He has studied this nine-stringed piano carefully, although he doesn't know what kind of wood it is made of, but the weight is also hundreds of catties, this weight is placed on his body, not overwhelming, but if he wants to deal with it easily, it is not very easy, and the wood of this piano is very hard, even the blood cry is difficult to leave traces on it.

All in all, this piano is a good thing to carry a load, and it can also be used as a shield at critical moments, anyway, Zitong didn't find anything that could destroy it.

However, just when Zitong wanted to carry the nine-stringed piano on his back, he suddenly seemed to remember something, and did not act immediately, but the light of his right hand flashed, and a round silver circle appeared in his hand.

It's just the mirror.

To be honest, Zitong didn't know what it was used for except for its name, and Zhong Yang also said that he wanted to come out and try it with the spiritual power of his body, since the eyes of his predecessors couldn't see this thing, Zitong was really curious about it.

Thinking about it, Zitong is a stream of spiritual power was transmitted into Jinghua Shuiyue, and suddenly, feeling the infusion of spiritual power, Jinghua Shuiyue suddenly left Zitong's palm and was suspended in front of him.

Coincidentally, Zitong's palm was facing the center of the mirror, where there seemed to be no substance. In fact, if it weren't for Zhong Yang's predecessors who discovered the strangeness in the center of the mirror, Zitong would definitely treat it as a treasure that binds people in a circle, and he would never think much about it.

However, after Zhong Yang's shiyan, Zitong certainly won't think like this anymore. And the fact is indeed as Zhong Yang expected, this mirror Hua Shuiyue's induction of spiritual power is much stronger than that of spiritual liliang, and Zitong only outputs a small amount of spiritual power, so he has such a big reaction.

I saw that the suspended mirror, Zhong Yang, who was originally empty, suddenly floated a ripple, in Zitong's surprised eyes, it seemed to form a light film, very thin, but real, and the palm of his own spiritual power was facing the light film at this time.

Spiritual power, which is the name of the internal force after the martial artist derives spiritual awareness, is affected by spiritual awareness, but there is a slight difference with internal force.

In a trance, Zitong suddenly found that in the center of the mirror, a black thing appeared, which was gradually growing with his internal force.

After a while, Zitong finally saw what was in the mirror, but he was even more shocked because he could see it clearly.

Because, in the mirror, he saw a thousand soul hearts!

weishenme is so sure, because Zitong can be said to have been dealing with this thing recently, and everything that is happening now is inseparable from the heart of a thousand spirits, but at this time, he actually found a heart of a thousand spirits inside the mirror, which is not trivial.

Zitong, who couldn't believe it, instantly checked the zuihou in the belt space for a moment The heart of a thousand spirits existed there safely.

"That's weird!" Zitong muttered to himself, unconsciously grabbing the mirror in front of him, his movement, naturally cut off the output of spiritual power, at that moment, the original existence of the heart of a thousand spirits disappeared in the blink of an eye, and even that layer of light film disappeared.

And Zitong's arm was passing through the silver ring, and the silver ring was hanging on his arm.

"Huh?" Zitong was surprised, this kind of thing was really beyond imagination, he obviously thought that it was a real heart of a thousand spirits, but why did it suddenly disappear?

Zitong wondered.

He didn't believe in evil and once again urged his spiritual power to send it to the mirror, and the arm that was still in the center of the silver circle suddenly had a cold feeling, and then he was kicked out, and the silver circle was suspended again, and the same as last time, the layer of light film also appeared again.

It's just that what appeared this time was not the heart of a thousand spirits, but the white and flawless thousand spirits who were still swaying.

"Huh?" Zitong was surprised, but he didn't act rashly, just kept outputting spiritual power and observed carefully.

Because he suddenly realized that this silver circle may not be useless, on the contrary, it may be a good baby!!

Thinking of this, Zitong was ecstatic, not afraid of not having a baby, but afraid that he didn't know how to use it if he had a baby, and obviously, today's Zitong has found some clues.

Zitong ruthlessly outputs spiritual power, without the slightest pity, this spiritual power can be cultivated back if it is gone, if you can figure out the use, no matter how much you lose, you won't feel distressed! (To be continued......)