Under the blow of reality, Lingjun finally embarked on the path of salted fish and went to sleep with his head covered.

In the past, this was simply impossible, because she had always prided herself on being a spirit race who followed the rules and never did useless things, how could she learn the attitude of the human race she didn't like the most when the livelihood problem was not solved?

But now Lingjun is no longer the sword spirit who just became a wood spirit, it is difficult to learn well, it is easy to learn badly, under the heavy punch of life, she can't help but learn what to sleep in advance.

After Zong Ke found out, he still felt a little strange and scary—it was really Lingjun who had left him with a ruthless and purposeful impression that was too deep.

"It's good to sleep, so you don't have to think about it. "And, although most of the monks don't have to sleep, it can be regarded as a combination of work and rest for a moment to empty their minds once in a while." ”

After thinking about it like this, Zong Ke didn't continue to worry about whether Qingshenmu would collapse Moyang Yupei, but also yawned and fell asleep.

Dreams are aimless and freewheeling, but tonight's dreams are nothing more bizarre and whimsical.

It was so real that Lingjun could smell the smell of blood in the air, thick and viscous, as if it would turn into a rain of blood in the next moment.

She tried to open her eyes to see where she was, only to find that she did not perceive her presence, and there was only an infinite darkness in her soul, and the subtle but incomparably clear—the sound of dripping water.

"Tick-tick-tick-"

Lingjun seemed to be able to imagine the tiny shattering waves that the liquid stirred up as it dripped down, and it scattered into many smaller parts, silently falling into the dust, wetting the ground.

"Ho...... Ho ......"

The sound of rapid breathing sounded in the silence, accompanied by an invisible stream of heat, which seemed to blow in Lingjun's ears.

She was shocked, and a sense of disgust arose spontaneously.

- This feeling is so inexplicable that Lingjun doesn't even know if it's the emotion of close contact with people, or the uneasiness from the depths of his soul.

"Whew-"

A short sound exploded in his ears, followed by the sudden sound of water flowing, and Ling Jun suddenly had an idea: this is a bit like Mother Yan killing chickens.

Cut the neck of the chicken with a sharp blade, then lift the chicken upside down, break open the wound, and let the blood gurgle down the wound, and soon the blood will flow almost like this, and it will change from a thin stream of water to a dripping sound.

"Tick-tick-tick-"

Lingjun's soul suddenly turbulent, and an indescribable burning sensation fell on her soul, here and there, and at the same time she could vaguely feel that there was water dripping on her body, and the water burned her......

"No!"

The silence was suddenly broken by a voice, weak and indistinct, as if the cryer was dying with blood in his mouth, but the despair that seemed to destroy the world was deeply engraved into the ears of the listener.

Ling Jun felt a trace of sourness suddenly float in her heart, not much, not thick, as if it had been diluted countless times - this was not her emotion, but the emotion of the speaker just now!

"It's a pity ......"

Another voice that was different from the former sounded faintly, and Ling Jun could hear the regret in his words, but he couldn't personally feel the emotion like Fang Cai.

Before she could think about it, the burning sensation returned, far more powerful than before, and instantly made Lingjun lose any ability to think, and woke up from the dream alive!

"Ahh

This tragic cry of pain frightened Zong Ke awake, and he hurriedly poked out his divine sense, and found that Ling Jun, who had just slept peacefully, had curled up into a ball at this time, and the cyan divine light flashed on the spirit body, which was a manifestation that Heaven and Earth Zhaosu was playing its full role!

"Lingjun! Lingjun!" Zong Ke panicked instantly, "What's wrong with you?"

What's going on? Could it be that the Myriad Soul Secret Realm still has a back hand in the Green God Tree, and now the back hand has attacked?

Ling Jun couldn't hear his shouts at all, she was like a mortal who had fallen into the hell of the oil pot, her body was roasted and fried everywhere, and the cool feeling brought by Heaven and Earth Zhaosu's full healing would be instantly covered by more intense pain—and even more, because of Heaven and Earth Zhaosu, the pain she endured became more and more difficult to accept.

There was chaos in her heart, as if she had just returned to the time when she had just lost the Xuanming Sword, and she was experiencing another collapse of the spirit seed!

"No, that's not right!"

The faint sword intent between life and death made her retain a trace of clarity, and Ling Jun forced herself to endure the pain and rolled off the bed, stumbling towards the medicine garden that had just been opened up in the daytime.

Zong Ke was extremely uneasy when he saw her crazy appearance, but he couldn't do anything at this time except recite the "Qingjing Sutra" a few times.

"Isn't it!"

The sharp-eyed Zong Ke suddenly found that under the layer of blue light on the surface of the Lingjun Spirit Body, there was a faint light of ominous and sinful blood, and he was immediately shocked.

"I'm reciting the "Jing Jing Sutra", not some evil spell that induces evil thoughts!"

As soon as this idea came to him, he suddenly understood that it was not a problem with him chanting scriptures, this layer of blood light should be the sin of Lingjun himself, but it just broke out somehow.

"She, she, she...... She's Ruiling!" Zong Ke was dumbfounded.

Although Ling Jun is a little ruthless and unscrupulous, how can a Rui Ling, who has just been born for many years, go to cause so many killings?

After causing so many killings, how could her previous aura still be the same as Ruiling's?

Zong Ke's mind was full of question marks, and he even forgot to read the scriptures - he was afraid that he would accidentally read the evil Lingjun to death.

And Lingjun had already staggered all the way to the medicine garden.

Because she had just moved in today, she didn't have time to plant anything in the medicine garden, so she tried to maintain a clear mind, opened all the formations around her, and then sprinkled a handful of seeds on the ground with a wave of her sleeve.

All kinds of seeds fell in the medicine garden with a radius of less than one acre, and many of them had the natural instinct to restrain each other, but Lingjun couldn't take care of it so much.

She pinched the spell in her hand, and it seemed that she was going to perform a few planting spells, but because of the severe pain, the spell failed several times, so angry that she simply stopped pinching the spell and directly started to run the "Shengde Transformation Chapter".

The language of the ancient spirit tribe is similar to the impression given by their people, in line with the natural way of heaven and earth, and every syllable is like the mantra of heaven and earth, ethereal, ethereal, grandiose, majestic, and ruthless......

Especially when it is cast by a nine-rank spirit wood, it is like the reincarnation of the Green Emperor.

It wasn't the first time that Zong Ke had seen the Spirit Clan use the method of inducing rebirth, but even those high-level wood spirits were far from being as good as the Spirit Jun at this time...... Sacred.

She seems to have a natural sense of divinity in her.

Divinity, sin, actually exist in one person at the same time, did heaven and earth drink wine when they conceived her?