"I'm Zhang Yuanhao, a native of southern Hunan······ No, no, I'm Zhang Yuanhao, the protector of the Lingguang Sect!" Holding his head desperately, Zhang Yuanhao was stunned and kept muttering to himself.

"No, no, no, I'm Dan Yuanzi, a cultivator of the Dan Realm, and a disciple of the Medicine King Palace!" For a moment, there was a hint of treachery in his eyes, and he said in a low voice.

Just as he was babbling nonsense, his chest suddenly moved, and a small golden scorpion came out of his clothes, shook his head and looked at Zhang Yuanhao, and then jumped up suddenly, and actually drilled straight into Zhang Yuanhao's eyebrows.

At this moment, Zhang Yuanhao's sea of consciousness was in chaos, and the fragments of spiritual consciousness were scattered in the air, leaving only a small group of spiritual consciousness floating alone in a corner of the sea of consciousness, slowly absorbing the fragments of spiritual consciousness, and sewing his memories indiscriminately.

At this time, a pocket golden scorpion crunched and swam into Zhang Yuanhao's sea of consciousness, swimming among the fragments of spiritual consciousness, and suddenly, seeing Zhang Yuanhao's only remaining group of spiritual consciousness, he accelerated and swam there.

As soon as the golden scorpion approached, he opened his scorpion claws and hugged him, and a trace of golden liquid continued to secrete from his body, pouring it on the spiritual sense.

A steady stream of golden liquid overflowed from the golden scorpion's body, dripping onto the small cloud of spiritual consciousness in its pincers, causing its body to shrink a part visibly to the naked eye, and the golden color was noticeably lighter.

After a long time, when a thin layer of gold shrouded in the spiritual consciousness in his arms, the golden scorpion stopped moving, and then, swimming towards the nearest small fragment of spiritual consciousness, crushing it in its mouthparts, and then mixing a cloud of golden slime and dripping into the spiritual consciousness in its arms.

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Another three days passed, Zhang Yuanhao woke up like a dream, and sighed in a low voice: "I'm afraid this can be regarded as a blessing in disguise!"

It had been three and a half months since he had been invaded by Dan Yuanzi, and for a full hundred days, he had been in a state of confusion, and it was not until the golden scorpion roughly pieced together his spiritual sense that he straightened out his memory.

If memory is information, then spiritual consciousness is the carrier, without spiritual consciousness, memory has nowhere to bear, without memory, spiritual consciousness is also empty.

But for more than three months, there were several more memories in his mind that did not belong to him, which made him a little confused, and it was not until he found the golden scorpion that was as thin as paper and dying in his sea of consciousness that he understood.

It turned out that they were all memory fragments of Dan Yuanzi, which were crushed and repaired by the golden scorpion in Zhang Yuanhao's spiritual sense, and the golden scorpion was also in a dying state at the moment because of the excessive secretion of golden slime.

Dan Yuanzi wanted to forcibly take away himself, but he didn't expect that this body had been taken away again, and the murderer was himself, the soul who crossed over from the earth.

Fortunately, he is the body of the sacrifice, otherwise Dan Yuanzi is afraid that he will die and will borrow the corpse to return the soul!

Zhang Yuanhao broke out in a cold sweat behind his back.

Spiritual sense looked at the dying golden scorpion in the sea of consciousness, Zhang Yuanhao tried to communicate with it with spiritual sense, and found that the golden scorpion actually transmitted a trace of fluctuation, as if it wanted to get some herbs, otherwise it would sleep in Zhang Yuanhao's bloodline again, and it would not be able to appear in a short time.

Hearing this, Zhang Yuanhao hurriedly took out a large number of herbs from the storage ring, ranging from ordinary medicinal materials to human-level spiritual materials, all of which were piled up on the ground indiscriminately.

Just as Zhang Yuanhao was thinking about how to feed it, there was another fluctuation in the sea of knowledge, it turned out that the golden scorpion wanted Zhang Yuanhao to bring the herbs close to his chest, so that it could absorb the medicinal power.

Zhang Yuanhao grabbed a rare herb of the tranquilizer grass, and put it close to the place where there was a golden scorpion phantom on his left chest, only to see that the surface of the tranquilizer grass flashed, and the originally rich and full herbs withered in an instant, and a rich and mellow light blue essence floated out of it, and was bitten by the golden scorpion with a hideous mouthpiece, and then swallowed, and its body was visible to the naked eye A little brighter.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuanhao hurriedly grabbed a few grasses again and brought them close to his chest, letting them turn into essence one by one to nourish the body of the golden scorpion. After a while, hundreds of herbs were consumed, and on Zhang Yuanhao's chest, the golden scorpion phantom had recovered to the appearance that had just appeared on his chest, and the golden scorpion in his sea of consciousness also became energetic.

In this way, Zhang Yuanhao drove the golden scorpion back to the bloodline in his body to lurk and recuperate, although the golden scorpion seems to have recovered now, but the golden strange mucus in its body still needs to be transformed, which will take a long time.

Then, Zhang Yuanhao began to repair the disorder of Zhihai.

In his sea of knowledge, there are hundreds of large and small fragments of spirit stones floating in it, Zhang Yuanhao must confine them in a corner of the sea of knowledge, otherwise allowing them to escape like this will affect the life and death of his thoughts, which is directly related to his combat power and deduction ability.

Because his spiritual sense had just been repaired by the golden scorpion, and now he still looked a little weak, Zhang Yuanhao had to drag the spiritual fragments in the sea of consciousness to a corner in the depths and pile them up, and worked hard for a long time before cleaning up the sea of consciousness, and dividing part of the spiritual sense to block those spiritual fragments belonging to Dan Yuanzi.

It's not something he can covet right now.

At least he had to wait until he reached the Foundation Building Realm before he was qualified to refine the spiritual fragments of this consummate powerhouse.

That's right, it's the consummation of the Dan realm.

Dan Yuanzi's spiritual consciousness fragments were divided into hundreds of large and small pieces, among which some extremely subtle spiritual consciousness fragments were directly crushed by the golden scorpion and repaired into Zhang Yuanhao's spiritual consciousness, which made him indirectly peek into part of this person's memory.

The only pity is that this part of the memory is almost all the lonely time after this person entered the Yimu Palace, and Zhang Yuanhao can only feel the madness and despair in his memory.

He saw Dan Yuanzi's cyan spiritual sense wandering in the huge Yimu Palace, and suddenly, he found a withered body somewhere, which seemed to have been sitting for a long time, and learned through memory that this was actually Dan Yuanzi's body.

I saw that Dan Yuanzi's spiritual consciousness had stagnated in the air of his body for a long time, full of nostalgia, and then took off into the air.

Zhang Yuanhao hurriedly looked in the direction in his memory, passing through the peaks made of spirit stone magic weapons, but he could only look at it greedily, and he didn't have too many ideas. Because in the Otogi Palace, these treasures were sealed by the palace spirit array, and he didn't have any permission to open them.

But through memory, Zhang Yuanhao also learned something that surprised him.

Dan Yuanzi turned out to be the instrument spirit of Otogi Palace!

No, it should be said that it replaces some of the machine spirits.

He escaped into the Yimu Palace 10,000 years ago, survived, and has been hiding in the palace, it seems that the palace has been sealed by the great monk of the Yuanying Realm with supreme mana. However, for 10,000 years, the seal has been weakening, and with the cultivation of the Yudan Realm, he can gradually understand some of the conditions in the outside world and influence the outside world, but he has never been able to leave the Otogi Palace.

Until more than 8,000 years ago, although Dan Yuanzi had taken countless life-prolonging herbs and pills, he still inevitably sat down in the flesh, and his spiritual consciousness did not know what method was used, and he actually fused some of the instrument spirits of the Yimu Palace, so he has been surviving in the state of half machine spirit and half spirit consciousness.