Chapter Forty-Eight: Dust to Dust?
After the thunder, everything really seemed to be dusty and dusty.
Touching the death ring, Zhang Xingbao couldn't help but be afraid for a while. He didn't know how Youli came out of the rebirth ring, probably because he opened the ****, which is equivalent to opening the 'exit' of the rebirth ring.
"This wanderer, but also a man. Zhang Xingbao's face couldn't help but blush, and he also knew that he was playing too big this time. If the mistake is not free, God knows if the world will be in chaos because of himself.
Zhang Xingbao has no intuitive feeling for the boundary seal, **** and the end of the world. He just knew that he had killed Youli by messing around this time, although Youli was not a living person in the first place.
I was going to the top floor to cast a spell, but I didn't expect to provoke ghosts to make waves. Zhang Xingbao's enthusiasm turned into a handful of dung, not to mention how depressed he was.
The sacks and dead chickens on the top floor are also within the range of the thunderstorm, and the chicken is not to be eaten. Thanks to the thunder that didn't split the top floor, otherwise things would have gotten into trouble.
Full of fear for a while, Zhang Xingbao tiptoed down the top floor, and quietly walked through the corridor back to the bedroom.
There were so many ghosts summoned before, although all of them were taken away, but at this moment, Zhang Xingbao was still a little panicked. After all, he is also afraid of ghosts. Although he has fought two evil spirits in the Ring of Death, his intuition can never fight with ghosts without fighting them. Not only is it hard to destroy, it's terrifying.
Fortunately, Youli took away the evil ghost and left two spells for Zhang Xingbao.
"Wall piercing technique?" Zhang Xingbao suddenly burst into excitement.
He was lying on the bed, but now he sat up. But then, his mouth couldn't help but deflated again: "Only the foundation building realm can cultivate?"
The fire that had risen in his heart was extinguished by a basin of water, and Zhang Xingbao couldn't help but be stupid.
"Seeing ghosts?" Zhang Xingbao was suddenly stunned, and then felt speechless.
According to the introduction, this ghost technique is the most basic cultivation technique of Taoist priests, and it does not require too high cultivation to practice, and it is very simple to cultivate. But **** is closed, where is the ghost in the world to show Zhang Xingbao?
"But all you need to do is mix ginger water with cow's tears, wipe your eyes every day, and you will be able to smile after seven days. It's also convenient not to waste time..." Zhang Xingbao's heart moved, such a convenient operation could give him one more skill, Zhang Xingbao couldn't think of any reason not to learn it.
After all, it's a spell that came out of thin air, and although it can't be used temporarily, it's worth rejoicing. Zhang Xingbao looked left and right and found that everyone in the bedroom was sleeping deeply. As if they didn't know what had happened at first... Zhang Xingbao shook his head and sighed, envious of the stupidity and boldness of these guys.
I'm afraid that these guys wake up, because they don't know what happened at night, they still have to eat, drink, and sleep every day, where is this with themselves?
Without further thinking, Zhang Xingbao lay on the bed and began to fall asleep. He had already delayed too much time, and the twelve hours of cultivation time a day was not something that could be wasted. Zhang Xingbao entered the dream and continued to practice his icicle technique.
Is it really over?
Maybe Zhang Xingbao doesn't know that things are not over at the moment.
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The cold wind was biting, and it was still dark between heaven and earth.
Just when Zhang Xingbao fell asleep, a sobbing sound sounded on the ceiling of the girls' dormitory. The sound is not loud and intermittent, but occasionally audible.
I couldn't hear her weeping and talking, but I heard her crying continuously.
There was no trace of her, but I saw that there were marks of leather shoes on the skytower that had not been walked for a long time. One, two...
The extra footprints stretched from the closed gate of the top floor to the stone platform at the railing of the top floor, and beyond the stone platform was a cliff-like sky. Anyone who falls from it will die.
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"Bodhi Fruit?" a voice sounded, but it was Zhang Xingbao's voice in the death ring.
At this moment, he was in the Garden of Ten Thousand Fruits, and he was asking the ring spirit: "Are you kidding, what is the use of me asking for Bodhi fruit." ”
"Bodhi fruit can help you develop bodhi wisdom, although it can only give you a short day of bodhi wisdom, but it is enough for you to learn a lot. The Ringwrath said.
Zhang Xingbao laughed when he heard this: "You can't increase your cultivation, and you can't help me cultivate the exercises." What am I doing with it, are you kidding me?"
"If you don't believe me, then I have nothing to say. Sure enough, the ring spirit stopped talking, no matter how Zhang Xingbao asked.
It turned out that the reason was that after Zhang Xingbao entered the Ten Thousand Fruit Garden, he asked the ring spirit if there was any fruit that could help him improve his wisdom. After all, Zhang Xingbao believes that he has no opponent in the world's individual combat ability, and the fly in the ointment is that his intelligence is not high.
Zhang Xingbao, who was looking forward to being able to pretend to be slapped in the face in the future, of course wanted to improve his wisdom, so he looked for the ring spirit to seek a way to progress. The ring spirit introduced a lot of fruits that can improve intelligence to Zhang Xingbao, but none of them are edible for Zhang Xingbao at this moment. First, it is because the cultivation is insufficient, and it comes because it is not easy to obtain.
Zhang Xingbao had no choice but to settle for the next best thing, looking for something that could temporarily improve his intelligence, and asked to choose within the range of fruits he could eat at the moment. So, the spirit of the ring said the name of the Bodhi fruit.
But Zhang Xingbao has not eaten Bodhi fruit, and even more than one, thinking that when he was confined by Zhang Baoguo last week, he entered the Wanguo Garden for the first time and ate the first fruit was Bodhi fruit. The taste of the Bodhi fruit is not very sweet, and it has not yet allowed Zhang Xingbao to improve his cultivation. All in all, after eating the Bodhi Fruit, Zhang Xingbao didn't feel any change in himself at all, how could he be willing to waste the quota of only eating one fruit a day on the bad Bodhi Fruit? He would rather eat the Fire Spirit Fruit.
"Isn't there any other fruit that can help me improve my intelligence?" Zhang Xingbao couldn't help but ask.
In exchange, no matter how Zhang Xingbao called, the ring spirit was silent.
Zhang Xingbao gritted his teeth, and finally compromised: "I will believe in you again and give me a Bodhi fruit." ”
As soon as the words fell, the Bodhi fruit instantly flew in front of him. Gritting his teeth, Zhang Xingbao secretly lined up that he could come to Wanguo Garden every day to pick a fruit, and he would take advantage of it as an opportunity to do an experiment.
After eating the Bodhi fruit in a few bites, Zhang Xingbao felt his own intelligence. However, no matter how his eyes moved, he didn't feel that he had changed anything.
Gritting his teeth, Zhang Xingbao couldn't help but scold: "I found that my brain was hopeless, how could I believe your words? I'll your meow's ring..."