Three days later, Zhiyao woke up in the cave.

Thinking of everything she had experienced, Zhi Yao was afraid for a while.

The slightest pride that had arisen from comprehending the sword intent before also vanished.

She is just an ordinary member of the thousands of monks, and she can't feel that she is unique because of the crossing, so she has a fluke mentality, thinking that all she encounters is chance.

On this road, she is destined to encounter more difficulties and obstacles, and only by constantly becoming stronger can she survive.

Zhi Yao took out the gray bead that almost killed herself, and sighed.

The memories of the gray flesh ball have been fused in the past few days, and she already knows that this is a soul bead.

A soul bead, as the name suggests, is a bead that carries the soul. If anyone's flesh is completely damaged, they can hide in this bead and wait for the body to be reshaped in the future, which can barely be regarded as a treasure.

And a few days ago, it was a demon power who wanted to take away himself, who was killed by the enemy 10,000 years ago, and in the end, only the soul was hidden in this soul bead.

Over the past 10,000 years, the soul bead has gone through countless masters, but they are all poorly qualified, and they can't look down on any of them until they meet Zhiyao.

As for the golden light that appeared in the final divine soul, Zhi Yao was also a little puzzled, the power of merit?

Although I didn't take the initiative to harm others in my two lives, I didn't do anything good, and I don't know where this merit came from?

In fact, what Zhi Yao didn't know was that after the ignorant child was killed, the spirit was detained in the black magic sail, and there was already a great deal of resentment.

And Zhi Yao's release of them is even more of a transcendent death, which is a great merit.

Cause and effect in the world, one drink and one peck, have their own definite number.

Half a month later, Zhi Yao came to Chiyuan City.

The entire Chiyuan City was shrouded in a seven-rank array, and the towering city walls were patrolled back and forth by columns of defending soldiers, and at the gate of the city, there was an endless stream of monks coming in and out, which was really lively.

After paying the three spirit stones to enter the city, Zhi Yao walked towards the city.

As soon as she entered the city, several low-ranking monks rushed to ask if she needed a guide, and when Zhi Yao refused, she walked to an inn in the city.

"Shopkeeper, book a room!" Zhi Yao knocked on the counter.

Shopkeeper Liu raised his head, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The girl in black in front of her has a pair of bright and clear eyes, a straight nose, and a small mouth gently pursed.

Although he is young, he has a gorgeous complexion and a cold temperament, and the strange combination of the two adds a bit of mystery.

You can imagine how stunning it will be in the future.

Just as Shopkeeper Liu was about to answer, a woman's voice came from the door again.

"Shopkeeper, we want two upper rooms!"

"I'm sorry guest officer, there is only one room left in the store, and it has been set by this guest officer, and the two of you can only find another place. Shopkeeper Liu replied.

"We have twice as many spirit stones, and this room belongs to me!" the woman said arrogantly.

Zhi Yao turned around and looked towards the door, and saw two familiar people.

Isn't that person in red the arrogant girl who snatched other people's vases in the market, and beside her was Ling Xuan, who accompanied her that day.

Seeing Zhi Yao's face, a wave of jealousy flashed in the eyes of the girl in red, she Liu Mengran hated people who looked better than her the most in her life.

She looked sideways at Ling Xuan, and sure enough, she saw surprise in his eyes.

Liu Mengran clenched his fists and suppressed the anger in his heart.

"I'm really sorry, although our inn is small, it pays the most attention to integrity. Even if this guest officer comes first, then this room is hers!" said Shopkeeper Liu, handing over the room key to Zhi Yao.

"Thirty lower-grade spirit stones. ”

Zhi Yao nodded, took out the spirit stone and handed it to the shopkeeper, and then walked upstairs.