Zhang Feiyang paused for a moment and looked back, but saw that Zhou Zhou Xian on the bed was still pale and motionless, looking like he had died early.

He shook his head, smiled bitterly, wiped away his tears, and stood up, just as he was about to put the stove away, when suddenly the familiar voice came from behind him.

"Senior Brother Zhang. Where are you looking? I'm over here. This way!"

Why is it still the voice of Zhou Xian?

Zhang Feiyang was a little dazed when he heard it, and turned back again following the voice.

This time, he swept his eyes in the direction where the voice came from, and saw a wall outside the courtyard, Zhou Zhou Xian was sitting on it with a smile and a smile, waving at him, and his two little legs were swinging around, as if he was swinging.

Yes?

Zhang Feiyang was stunned for a moment, almost thinking that he had made a mistake, so he turned back sharply and looked at the corpse of Zhou Xian on his bed.

But seeing that the corpse looked like there was a childishness mixed between his eyebrows and eyes, wasn't it Zhou Zhou Xian himself?

Who was the person who was sitting by the wall and waving at him just now? Could it be the soul of Zhou Xian?

Because, he died unexpectedly, so, the ghost is not gone, full of resentment towards Hodan, has been staying here, now, finally saw the enemy Hodan die in his own hands, only to show it, to express his gratitude to himself?

Wrong.

Zhang Feiyang shook his head affirmatively.

Because, if you want to be a soul in the first place, why do you still sit on the wall? Isn't the soul able to fly? Even if you can't fly very high, you can float lower.

Then why did Zhou Zhou Xian's soul sit still? Still sitting on such a high place? Could it be that Zhou Zhou Xian didn't know that he was dead?

Zhang Feiyang glanced back at Zhou Xian's corpse, visually measured the distance between him and Zhou Zhou Xian on the wall, and shook his head again.

He found that since a hole had been made in the wall of the room, he could clearly see every area of the wall from his bed.

That also means that at this time, Zhou Zhou Xian on the wall must have already seen the corpse lying on the bed.

Since his soul could see his body, how could it be impossible not to know that he was dead?

The more Zhang Feiyang thought about it, the more confused he became.

At this moment, as if seeing his thoughts, Zhou Zhou Xian on the wall smiled slightly, propped his hands on the wall, slammed the ground, landed gently, walked in front of Zhang Feiyang with his chest straight, punched him in the chest, and said, "Senior Brother Zhang." Don't be cranky. Didn't I tell you? I'm fine. The corpse was me, but it wasn't me. ”

Since Zhou Zhou Xian fell from the wall, Zhang Feiyang had regained his composure, and when he saw him coming, he gave himself a punch without pain, as if to remind him, Zhang Feiyang's heart was even more sober, confirming that Zhou Zhou Xian was indeed alive and well, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed in his heart, and his brows stretched.

But listening to Zhou Xian's explanation, he was confused again, looked back at the corpse, and asked, "Senior Brother Zhou, what the hell is going on?"

Zhou Zhou Xian smiled mysteriously, didn't explain, patted him on the shoulder, walked to his corpse, suddenly closed his eyes, pointed his left index finger to the sky, and his whole arm trembled slightly, not knowing what he was doing.

After a while, sweat the size of a bean oozed from his forehead, his face turned red, and in front of Zhang Feiyang, his index finger slowly pointed on his corpse.

At this point, a red light suddenly flashed on the corpse, and the whole corpse seemed to be burned by a fire, and in the time of a few breaths, it turned into a piece of black ash and disappeared cleanly.

At this time, Zhou Zhou Xian opened his eyes, wiped the sweat from his forehead, puffed up his chest triumphantly, and said, "How is it?"

Zhang Feiyang still couldn't understand what he had just done.

But since he cultivated the "Qi Refining Technique" and became a monk at the beginning of the Qi Refining Period, his sensitivity to aura has long been quite sensitive.

Zhou Xian's hand just now looked a little mysterious, but in fact, it was the effect of calling out the aura in the body and injecting it into the corpse through the part where the index finger came into contact with the entity.

He was taken aback, he didn't expect that after Zhou Zhou Xian left the laundry department, he would become a monk in the early stage of the Qi refining period so quickly.

Because, trying to invoke the method of releasing the aura out of the body like just now is the last requirement for whether the cultivator at the beginning of the Qi refining period is qualified.

The hand just now is exactly the ability that he needs to have to urge the magic weapon, and he will also, but he doesn't have a magic weapon that can be used to urge.

Suddenly remembered that when he first met Zhou Zhou Xian, he was still depressed about not being able to cultivate the "Qi Refining Technique", complaining and complaining every day, only after such a short period of time, but he had already become an immortal cultivator as smoothly as himself, Zhang Feiyang was not only happy for Zhou Zhou Xian, but also deeply admired his cultivation talent and diligence.

Because, others don't know how difficult it is to go from a mortal to an immortal cultivator, but Zhang Feiyang is very clear.

Compared to Monday, he was able to get this far, but he took too much advantage.

I don't know how much of the medicinal essence extracted from various medicinal residues every day can barely reach the early stage of the qi refining period, and Zhou Zhou Xian will definitely not have such treatment as himself.

But even in this case, he was still able to successfully complete the transformation from a mortal to an immortal cultivator, and how good his cultivation talent was, which can be seen.

However, while being happy for Zhou Xian, Zhang Feiyang also had more doubts in his heart.

As for that corpse, how did Zhou Zhou Immortal make it, it could be imitated exactly like his appearance, and even an immortal cultivator like Huo Dan was deceived.

If this is an exercise that can be cultivated, then he would also like to ask for advice and learn it.

After all, this is a life-saving ability.

Who wouldn't want an extra life-saving ability?

Seeing Zhang Feiyang looking at him with bright eyes, Zhou Zhou Xian couldn't understand his thoughts, laughed, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Senior Brother Zhang." It's not that I don't want to teach you. This is the only way I can use it. It's not a practice. You see what it is. ”

He reached out and touched it, took out the rectangular box on half of his arm from his arms, and opened the lid in front of Zhang Feiyang.

But seeing that it was empty, it was only painted with a layer of white paint.

Zhang Feiyang looked confused, frowned, and said, "Senior Brother Zhou." Where's the stuff inside?"

Zhou Yixian smiled, closed the lid again, turned the bottom of the box up, and showed it to Zhang Feiyang.

At the bottom of the box is a lifelike golden cicada, shrouded in a faint layer of fluorescence.

Seeing that Zhang Feiyang still looked puzzled, Zhou Zhou Xian explained with a smile: "Senior Brother Zhang." You don't think it's an empty box, but it's actually a great magic weapon. I got it from the leader because I did a good job and squeezed into third place. Its name is Golden Cicada Box. ”

Hearing that it turned out to be a magic weapon, the doubts in Zhang Feiyang's heart immediately turned into endless loss.

Because, he understands, this also means that Zhou Zhou Xian is right, he can't use this kind of method, how to save his life when he encounters danger in the future, he can only adapt to the situation at that time, and then find another way.

However, thinking that this ordinary-looking empty box could actually save lives and create a corpse that was exactly the same as his own body, Zhang Feiyang couldn't help but become curious and listened with more interest.

Zhou Xian said: "The use of the Golden Cicada Box is very simple, I just need to inject a little aura into it. When I'm in danger, it automatically generates a corpse of mine that takes my place. It's like a golden cicada. The real body has long since fled, leaving behind only a shell similar to the real body. ”

Auto-generate corpses? If I could, wouldn't I never be in danger again?

Zhang Feiyang felt envious in his heart.

Zhou Zhou Xian glanced at him, as if he had guessed his thoughts, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Zhang." Don't be naïve. The golden cicada box is life-saving. When he succeeds in spawning a corpse, the real body will have a chance to become invisible for a while. You can sneak away in advance to hide in the distance to avoid danger or to observe enemies. ”

But when he said this, he suddenly shook his head, as if full of regret, sighed, and said, "But I have to predict the danger in advance and use it." If the enemy strikes too quickly, kill me before I can use it. I still can't escape. If I hadn't felt the murderous aura in Hodan this morning, I would have died a long time ago. ”

Listening to the golden cicada box, it turned out to be defective, and the envy in Zhang Feiyang's heart was less than half.

At this moment, Zhou Zhou Xian sighed again and said, "But even if I can accurately predict the danger every time, the Golden Cicada Box is actually not omnipotent. It has a limit on the number of times it can be used. My brother told me that every time I use it, it gets smaller. So, I can't use it all the time, I don't have to use it as a last resort. ”

After knowing this weakness, Zhang Feiyang didn't envy Zhou Xian at all.

It seems that the golden cicada box is indeed a good thing, but it can't be relied on too much, on the contrary, the more times it is used, the more dangerous it is, in case when, suddenly run out, but it has already developed the habit of relying on the golden cicada box to deal with every danger, then in the case of the golden cicada box is broken, and then encounter danger, it will be bad.

Thinking of this, Zhang Feiyang couldn't help but take a deep breath, glad that he could see through this point in time, otherwise, if he focused on how to rely on the magic weapon to protect himself, I am afraid that a bad habit of dependence will be formed in the future, and at that time, it will be difficult to change it.

After explaining the wonderful use and defects of the golden cicada box, Zhou Zhou Xian then expressed his deep gratitude to Zhang Feiyang for his life-saving grace, and made that in the future, he would privately deduct some rare herbs and give them to Zhang Feiyang to eat to help him improve his cultivation.

Zhang Feiyang naturally will not shirk it again and again like a pedantic old pedant, he wants it very much, but he doesn't want to admit it.

Zhou Zhou Xian saw that he was happy to agree, and he was in a good mood, pulling Zhang Feiyang, and wanted to bow to him.

It doesn't need to.

Zhang Feiyang hurriedly rejected him with a smile.

After that, the two gossiped a little, and the atmosphere was relaxed and harmonious, as if they were back in the laundry department.

Whether it is Zhou Zhou Xian or Zhang Feiyang, they are nostalgic for a while.

But when it was time to clean up his precious little stove, and Huo Dan's magic weapon Cabernet, as well as the heart-destroying dagger that had lost its aura, Zhang Feiyang saw that Zhou Zhou Xian didn't even look at it, didn't ask, turned his head to the side, and looked uninterested, and a trace of doubt rose in his heart, and asked, "Senior Brother Zhou." You just witnessed the fight between me and Hodan. Don't you want to know about my stove? And the magic weapon that Hodan left behind, don't you want?"

Zhou Zhou Xian is not very old, but he is mature and broad-minded, he laughed and said, "That stove is your thing." You don't want to tell me, but if I ask, you'll tell me? In that case, why ask? If I ask, it won't become mine. What's more, I don't use a golden cicada box to cook, and I can't chew it if I am greedy. Hodan's stuff is yours. ”

Zhang Feiyang didn't expect Zhou Zhou Xian to be so open-minded, smiled slightly, nodded gratefully, and admired him from the bottom of his heart.

Zhou Zhou Xian waved his hand and said, "You put things away." Don't forget to dispose of Hodan's body as well. I'll go outside and help you with the wind. ”