There was no sound, no light, no heaven above, no earth below, all around was darkness, a dead void. Zhao Ziming's consciousness floated aimlessly here, wandering, waiting to die.

In such a closed place where the eyes cannot see, the ears cannot hear, and the senses of the body are completely disabled, it is easy for any living thing to fall into panic and then go crazy.

However, Zhao Ziming's consciousness now only has some instincts, and he is not aware of the surrounding environment, so naturally there is no problem in this regard.

I don't know how long I wandered, and a faint ball of light suddenly appeared in front of me, attracting Zhao Ziming's chaotic consciousness to the past.

There was a huge book in the light cluster, which was open, with text written on the left and right pages, and a map of the meridians of the human body was drawn on each side. Among them, the picture and text on the page on the right exuded a faint light, and Zhao Ziming's consciousness was like a little candle flame, which fell here lightly and did not move.

This classic has incredible power, and it actually stabilized Zhao Ziming's original wisp of consciousness that was constantly escaping. Of course, that's all.

If there is no accident, even if Zhao Ziming's soul consciousness is immortal, he still can't wake up, his body will gradually decay, and he can't escape death in the end.

But at this moment, outside the light cluster where the book was located, this dark world suddenly lit up, and milky white brilliance poured down from above, filling the entire space, including the light cluster.

These milky white brilliance falling from the sky were actually extremely pure and soft soul powers, and Zhao Ziming's consciousness began to instinctively absorb these powers to restore itself.

With the passage of time, the milky white brilliance gradually decreased until it disappeared, while Zhao Ziming's soul continued to grow, and in the end, it was much stronger than before he was injured.

The surging soul power surged like a river, filling this space. Gone is the darkness, replaced by a clear light like the dawn.

Perhaps due to the influence of soul power, the texts in the light cluster also changed, and began to emit an uncertain golden halo.

The halo became richer and thicker, and finally, after reaching a certain peak, the change resumed. A golden thread poked out of the halo, swirling and intertwining to form a strange rune.

At first glance, the rune strokes are simple, and a little crooked, giving people a sense of despicability, but with the continuous outline of the golden thread, a simple and solemn atmosphere arises spontaneously.

When the last halo turned into a golden thread and formed a rune, the space shook slightly. I saw the originally static runes rushing up, rushing out of the light like a swimming dragon, reaching the highest place.

The runes trembled slightly, and the invisible fluctuations of the mysterious mysteries spread out in all directions, and as soon as Zhao Ziming Fang came into contact with it, the consciousness that had just awakened was in a trance again, like falling into a deep dream, and the soul power that surged here belonged to him was suddenly born.

The furious soul power gathered into a monstrous wave, slamming towards the edge of the space.

Thundered!

The earth-shattering loud noise rolled endlessly, and the clear light was like a sword, impacting the infinite darkness outside the space again and again. After a long time, a few tiny cracks appeared on the dark barrier.

The crack spread rapidly, and finally shattered, and the soul power bound in the space was no longer shackled, and rushed towards the outside.

......

Zhao Ziming sat up from the bed, the sunlight thrown in from the window hit his face, he raised his hand to cover it slightly, and then saw Ning Xiaoyu lying on top of him.

His face changed slightly and patted her, "Xiao Yu?"

Seeing that Ning Xiaoyu didn't react at all, Zhao Ziming hurriedly lifted the quilt gently, got out of bed, picked her up and laid her flat on the bed, looking at her face, his heart couldn't help but sink.

In the center of Ning Xiaoyu's eyebrows, there was a black six-petal strange flower blooming, and its breath was so strange that Zhao Ziming felt terrified.

Zhao Ziming's memory only stayed at the moment when Ning Xiaoyu woke up, and he didn't know anything about what happened after he fell into a coma.

Therefore, he speculated that there could only be two reasons for Ning Xiaoyu's frequent abnormalities, one was a sudden strange illness, and the other was a strange poison.

Leave the former aside, if it is the latter, then it will be very difficult to find a solution.

Because if Ning Xiaoyu was indeed poisoned, it must have been plotted in the palace, and the person who poisoned him was likely to be Li Ying, and Li Ying was dead, and he didn't even know what poison he had, so how to find an antidote?

Zhao Ziming didn't know that his speculation was actually not related to the truth, and even if his strength and insight went up a few notches, he might not be able to understand the meaning of the strange flower in Ning Xiaoyu's eyebrows, as well as the horror.

Zhao Ziming followed his train of thought, suddenly remembered something, and took out a cyan pouch from his arms, which was the Qiankun bag he got from Li Ying after killing him.

Mobilizing Yuan Li to inject into the bag, an independent space appeared in Zhao Ziming's induction, and there were many items in the space, bottles and cans, books, weapons, and even clothes, which were piled up in most places.

There is only one corner, and there is only a small wooden box, which looks quite special.

Zhao Ziming thought about it, took out the wooden box, put it on the table, and opened it.

There were very few things in the box, except for a jade piece three fingers wide and half an inch thick, a black stone the size of a pigeon's egg, and a blue and black long sword.

Zhao Ziming picked up the long sword and danced, and put it aside, he was used to using heavy knives, even if this sword was a special talisman for the powerhouses of the Yuan Realm, the quality was also very good, and it was not to his liking.

The black stone was slightly cool in his hand, and he input Yuan Li into it, but there was no response, Zhao Ziming didn't know what it was, and put it back in the box.

Picking up the last jade piece, Zhao Ziming once again infused Yuan Li, and the next moment, dense light characters appeared in his senses.

There is a large amount of written information recorded in the jade tablet, and its function is similar to that of a book, but in order to obtain this information, it is necessary to have the cultivation of the Yuan Realm.

Most of the content in this jade tablet was about the cultivation experience of the Yuan Realm, which was exactly what Zhao Ziming lacked, but now he had no intention of doing so, so he just took a quick glance.

The last few lines of text are an introduction to some special items in the Qiankun bag, the long sword and the black stone are among them, and there are two other things, which are recorded on the jade tablets, but they are not in the box.

Soul eclipse incense, highly poisonous thing, although the medicinal properties are slow, but within three months can completely eliminate people's souls, only the soul tonifying pill can detoxify this poison, the liquid I left, can only save people's lives and can not get rid of poison, use it with caution.

Seeing this, Zhao Ziming withdrew the Yuan Li of the communication jade piece, his hands drooped, and the chill in his eyes was so strong that he almost wanted to overflow.

He remembered that after killing Li Ying that night, the latter did have some fragments in his hands, and now it seemed that those fragments were probably the container containing the antidote to the soul erosion incense.

Li Ying wanted to drag Ning Xiaoyu to die together!

It took a while for Zhao Ziming to calm down. The matter has come to this point, there is no way to recover, what we have to consider now is how to get the Soul Replenishing Pill and detoxify Ning Xiaoyu, fortunately, the toxicity will completely attack, and there are still nearly three months to go.

He walked to the side of the bed, stroked Ning Xiaoyu's forehead, and muttered, "Xiaoyu, if you hold on, I will definitely find the Soul Replenishing Pill as soon as possible." ”

At this moment, two powerful auras suddenly rose outside the inn, and immediately after, an old and loud voice came, "Cheng Muyang and Cheng Jian have taken the liberty to visit, can Your Excellency see it?"

Zhao Ziming was startled at first, and then sensed that their breath was peaceful, not as if he had malicious intentions, so he was a little relieved, turned his head and said loudly out of the window: "Please wait a moment." ”

He waved his hand to put the things on the table into the Qiankun bag, and the Yuan Force shook slightly on the surface of his body several times, removing the blood scabs that had coagulated on his skin, and then quickly changed into a set of clothes, and then pushed the door out.

Hearing Zhao Ziming's voice, Cheng Mu raised his eyebrows and whispered to Cheng Jian beside him: "This person is so young. ”

When Zhao Ziming appeared at the door of the inn, Cheng Muyang and Cheng Jian glanced at each other, and they both saw the shock in each other's eyes. The other party is too young, and it is unheard of for them to break through to the innate realm at such an age.

Naturally, the two of them became more and more convinced of the speculation that the young man in front of them was from a foreign land.

Zhao Ziming hugged his fists and said: "Under Zhao Ziming, the two of you came, I don't know what you are doing?"

He understands the identities of the two, they have the same surname, and they are both powerhouses in the Yuan Realm, so they are naturally the two protector masters of the royal family of the Divine Witch Kingdom.

It's just that Zhao Ziming didn't know that Cheng Muyang attributed the vision of heaven and earth that Ning Xiaoyu caused when he broke through, thinking that he was from a foreign region and specially came to build a good relationship, so he was a little puzzled in his heart, why did these two people take the initiative to come to the door.

Cheng Muyang coughed lightly, stroked his beard and said: "Old man Cheng Muyang, this is my brother Cheng Jian, I admire Zhao Gongzi for being able to trigger the vision of heaven and earth last night, so I came to get acquainted, and I ask Zhao Gongzi to forgive me for the abrupt place." ”

These words came out of the mouth of an old man, no matter how he listened to it, there was a flattering taste, Zhao Ziming's eyes flashed slightly, and his mind turned, but he couldn't understand the reason, so he had to say quietly: "It's over, Ziming is ashamed." ”

Cheng Muyang saw that his expression was flat and his words were decent, very much like a person from a famous family, and he spoke more and more politely, "Where is it, Zhao Gongzi is young and promising, and he will become a great weapon in the future." ”

Cheng Jian had an upright temperament and couldn't say any flattering words, so he simply stood next to him without saying a word, just silently observing Zhao Ziming.

Although Zhao Ziming is young, he is also a veteran of the rivers and lakes, and it is effortless to deal with the other party's compliments, and there is no need to repeat the polite words one after another.

After a few meaningless dialogues, the relationship between the two seemed to have narrowed a lot, Cheng Muyang said: "Brother Zhao can break through the innate barrier in my Divine Witch Country, which is really something worth celebrating, why don't you let the old man do the east, prepare a little wine, and celebrate a little for you, what do you think?"

Zhao Ziming's face was embarrassed, and said: "Brother Cheng invited, how can Ziming not obey it? It's just that Ziming's body was poisoned a few days ago, and it is inconvenient to move in the past few days, so Brother Cheng's kindness, Ziming can only temporarily understand it, and please forgive my brother." ”

Cheng Muyang said: "I see, but the old man is reckless, so let's wait for Ling Zheng to recover, the old man will come to discuss this matter again, I don't know what poison Ling Zheng is? ”

Zhao Ziming said: "Brother Xie cares, the poison in the insider's poison is very ordinary, but it is a little troublesome to get rid of it, I can spend a little more time, I don't have to trouble the old brother." ”

Cheng Muyang nodded, and said: "Everything is according to what the elder brother said, if there is a useful place, just open your mouth, no need to be polite, in addition, I will send some people to take care of the elder brother's daily life later, so that the vulgar people will not collide with the elder brother." ”

Zhao Ziming couldn't help but thank him again, and after a few more chats, Cheng Muyang said goodbye and turned around with Cheng Jian.

Looking at their backs, Zhao Ziming was thoughtful.

......

"Brother, you ...... Can you tell the real age of this person?" Cheng Jian couldn't help but ask.

Cheng Muyang's footsteps slowed, patted him on the shoulder, and sighed: "It's not that you can't see it, but you can't believe it, right? Zhao Ziming's age is under eighteen years old. ”

"Eighteen. Cheng Jian smiled bitterly, "How did he cultivate?"

Cheng Muyang understood Cheng Jian's mood, the latter could achieve innate before sixty, and he could already be called a genius once in hundreds of years, but if he was compared with Zhao Ziming, the gap would be more than a star and a half.

When people are far surpassed by others in the place they are most proud of, the gap in their hearts is unimaginable to outsiders.

Cheng Muyang said: "One in a million talents, diligence, and a lot of resources, if this son is not equipped with all three, he may not be able to achieve such an achievement, you are worse than him in the last point, the place of exile is a cage." ”

Cheng Jian's lips pursed, he looked up at the sky, and the fist in his sleeve was slowly clenched.

......

The innkeeper Wang Dafu sat at the table, supporting his cheeks with both hands, and the fat on his face squeezed upward, almost squeezing out his already small eyes.

Of course, although this fat face is badly deformed, anyone can see the deep joy that is overflowing with it.

A few days ago, Wang Dafu underwent a transformation from hell to heaven. After the eerie invisible pressure and starry vision that night, rumors of an inn being overrun by powerful ghosts spread, and overnight, almost all the guests checked out.

Not only that, but even the government sent a document saying that it was going to make a forbidden area for a mile around the inn, including the inn, and ordered everyone in the area to leave within half a day.

Seeing that the industry he had worked hard for decades was inexplicably gone, Wang Dafu was disheartened.

But just as he was leading the family to pack their belongings and prepare to move out, two people came from outside the inn and talked to the only young guest left in the inn for a while.

Less than a quarter of an hour after the two men had gone, the chief who was in charge of the area came to the inn, greeted the young guest with great respect, and then found him, and gave him ten young and beautiful maids, and told him that he must serve the prince well.