At dawn the next day, Cheng Ziming packed his bags, walked out of the door and came to the yard, ripped off the leopard that was sleeping on the branches, and said softly: "It's time to go." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The east has turned white, and the east city where Cheng Ziming lives is still a long way from the west city where the temple is located, so before the sun rises, he has to set off early and hurry up in the morning.

It was early in the morning, and Cheng Ziming didn't want to disturb Hao Qianfu, Ruo Qingzhu and others to rest, so he tiptoed out of the courtyard with the leopard. He took out the Yunxiang cart and the cloud-stepping horse from the storage space, and pressed the horse's holster on the cloud-stepping horse.

Suddenly, the courtyard door of the small courtyard opened with a "creak", and Hao Qianfu and Ruo Qingzhu walked out sleepily.

"Ah, didn't you say you didn't need to send it. Cheng Ziming was obviously stunned.

Hao Qianfu said: "It's not sent far away, it's just sent out." ”

Ruo Qingzhu echoed: "That's it, I can't sleep well anyway." Why don't you come out and have a look? ”

Cheng Ziming nodded and said, "Don't worry, I'll be back in a few days." With that, he pulled the door and turned to enter. Then, the white horse galloped away in the direction of Xicheng with the Yunxiang car.

Hao Qianfu stood under the porch, holding his hands. Ruoqingzhu tilted his head sideways, stirring the hair on his chest with his hands, his face was full of tiredness, but his eyes were shining.

The two watched Yunxiang's car drive farther and farther, and finally turned a corner on the street corner and disappeared.

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Two hours later, Cheng Ziming took the leopard and reappeared in front of the huge teleportation light curtain in the main hall of the temple.

Looking at this familiar teleportation light, Cheng Ziming sighed in his heart: I don't know where he will be teleported this time.

"Keep up. Cheng Ziming instructed the leopard.

Immediately, a person and a leopard jumped into the light curtain almost at the same time.

After a whirlwind, Cheng Ziming finally felt that he was standing on the ground. His whole body was wrapped in a soft spiritual power, and when he looked around, he could only see a white light.

Suddenly, there was a fresh and elegant smell of incense and candles from nowhere.

Then, there was a sound of silk and bamboo in the distance, and I tried my best to listen to it, but the music became more and more erratic.

Gradually, the sound of the music became clearer and more high-pitched. Just listen to the sound of the piano as continuous as flowing water, and the sound of the pipa as rapid as a beating mountain spring. The sound of the flute is like the gentle birdsong in the forest, interspersed with the music of the guqin and pipa.

The surroundings were still shrouded in white light, and Cheng Ziming fell into the white clouds. I could hear the sound of smooth music in my ears, but I couldn't see anything in front of me or where I was.

In the midst of confusion, suddenly the white light gradually weakened, like a fog and a thick and faint light. In the clouds, a woman with a graceful figure was slowly revealed. She wore a white light gauze soft skirt with long sleeves and a slight waist turn, dancing to the music.

The clouds became lighter and lighter, and the woman's face became clearer. She applied powder lightly, her eyebrows and eyes were lowered, and her expression and demeanor carried a smart and gentle manner.

The music gradually turned high and brisk, and the woman waved her long sleeves and began to spin. The music is getting faster and faster, and the woman is spinning faster and faster, the long sleeves are flying, the skirt is fluttering, and the willow waist is so light that it is not enough to grasp, with this wonderful piano sound, like a fairy flying in the clouds.

Finally, the aura that wrapped his body gradually disappeared, and the white light around him completely dimmed, and Cheng Ziming realized that he was in a palace.

He landed on a high platform in the middle of the palace. In front of him, in addition to the dancing woman, there was also a band sitting on the edge of the high platform. Several musicians are either playing the jade flute, plucking the strings, or holding the pipa in their arms, and they are playing intently and intently.

After Cheng Ziming appeared, the music gradually weakened, and suddenly the tune took a light turn, and then stopped abruptly. At the same time, the woman who danced lightly also happened to leap up, making a flying movement in the air, and when the music ended, she just fell back to the ground and bowed lightly to Cheng Ziming, which was the end of this dance.

Cheng Ziming hadn't figured out the situation yet, so he stood noncommittally and didn't make any indications.

The woman saluted Cheng Ziming again, bowed her head and retreated, and retreated directly into the band.

Cheng Ziming nodded slightly, still silent. Although he had just watched a perfect dance performance, he was not in a good mood. Because just as the aura that enveloped his whole body disappeared, he immediately sensed an indescribable sense of obscurity. He found that it was an uncomfortable reaction caused by a lack of spiritual power in the air.

In other words, Cheng Ziming came to a world with almost no aura.

A world without aura is obviously not an environment conducive to immortal cultivators.

First of all, without Reiki, it is impossible to get spiritual power replenishment from the air. Once the spiritual power in the body is exhausted, there is no way to use any mana. Secondly, there is no aura in the air, and using spirit stones will be a luxury and waste. Once the spirit stone is exposed to the air, the spiritual power on it will be consumed rapidly. Before the spiritual power could be absorbed by the body, it dissipated in the heavens and the earth.

Moreover, if there is no aura around, the power of magic weapons and talismans will be weakened accordingly.

The surface of the ritual vessel is wrapped in metal and other precious materials, so even if it is exposed to the air, it will not be too much of a problem. However, compared to the environment with abundant spiritual power, the power of magic weapons will still be greatly reduced. What's even more troublesome is that using magic weapons in an environment without aura will seriously consume the spiritual power in the body of the immortal cultivator, which will increase the burden on the body accordingly.

Similarly, if a talisman is used in this small realm, the power of the talisman will be reduced. However, because the activation of the talisman itself does not require too much spiritual power, it will not increase the spiritual power consumption of the body.

In general, in this small world with almost no aura, any spell casting action will be no small challenge. And Cheng Ziming still has to complete the task of the temple in this environment, and the difficulties he faces can be imagined.

Cheng Ziming looked around silently. The dancers and musicians in front of him are naturally mortals without mana. The palace in which he is located is antique, exquisite and elegant, obviously not an ordinary place.

Just as he was thinking, there was a sudden sound of footsteps from the audience. A young man wearing a crown and an official uniform strolled up the steps. He has an elegant gait, a calm demeanor, a good bearing, and a good posture, and there is a sense of integrity between his eyebrows.

The man stepped forward, solemnly bowed to Cheng Ziming, and said, "The surname is Le Mingliang, and the word is Fuchen." It is the Taiwei of Yu State, who specializes in sacrificing and praying to immortals. The success of this sacrifice to the heavens ushered in the immortal chief of the upper realm, which is really a blessing for the Yu country. On behalf of the king of Yu and the people of Yu, the lower officials greeted the immortals. ”

"Yuguo?" Cheng Ziming frowned slightly, bowed slightly, and returned the salute: "Captain Le is polite." It was the first time for Poor Dao to come to your land, and he had never heard of the situation in Yu before. I also asked the captain to give a detailed introduction to the local customs, so that the poor road could be prepared. ”

Le Liang replied respectfully: "Please also invite the immortals to the palace to have tea, and the lower officials will naturally know everything and say everything." ”

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