Chapter 130: To Each His Own
On the desolate earth, a figure staggered forward, looking from afar as if it had been wilted by frost, and there was no spirit in the wilted head.
It didn't take long for the man to sigh in frustration and say, "Xiaobai, are you sure what you said is true?
A cautious voice sounded, but the tone was very affirmative: "Master, how can I lie to you about this kind of thing, it is indeed like this, the beasts in the [Doe Land Battlefield], although they have no combat power, but they have a murderous spirit and infinite battle intent that the beasts outside do not have, there was once a great power to take the beasts out of this, and then find a way to turn them into demons, then it will be very useful, but no one has ever succeeded, and anyone who does this will wait until they enter the [Doom Battlefield] again After that, the attacks they received multiplied, and they were less popular than those who killed the beasts. β
"Hey!" sighed again, Zhang Mo said a little uncomfortable: "What a pity, these beasts are such good creatures, as long as they enter the formation diagram, they can communicate with each other with a little guidance, it is simply specially designed for the [Ten Thousand Hearts Slaughtering Immortal Formation Diagram], why can't they be brought out!"
When Xiaobai heard this, he closed his eyes very happily, he was afraid that Zhang Mo would see the schadenfreude in his eyes, in that case, the master would definitely punish him, but he still couldn't help but slander in his heart: "You are still a pity? What is a pity?! You have already obtained enough benefits, can't you let you take all the benefits in this world?
After all, Xiaobai and Zhang Mo wanted to go abroad for a period of time, and they had an understanding of Zhang Mo's character, coupled with what Zhang Mo had done during this time, he was also sure that as long as he didn't betray or assassinate Zhang Mo's thoughts, Zhang Mo would not casually look at his memory, so he dared to slander in his heart, but it was just a kind of good-natured ridicule: as long as he dared to be malicious, Zhang Mo would immediately know that life and death would not be under his control at that time, after all, he had a criminal record, and Zhang Mo couldn't really just care about anything!
Zhang Mo just complained, this kind of thing is not transferred by his will, it is useless to say anything, along the way, although he has scavenged a lot of plants again, and also encountered a lot of beasts, but he always feels unwilling in his heart, and when he sees a large wolf pack again, he suddenly stomps his feet and is ruthless: "He, grandma's! No matter how much, even if there is no way to bring them back, they must be caught and trained, if they can be here [Slaughtering Immortal Battle Technique] The first layer of cultivation has been completed, and it can be regarded as not in vain!"
Hearing this, Xiao Bai rolled his eyes, if he couldn't cultivate the first layer of the [Slaughtering Immortal Battle Technique], Zhang Mo would be equal to coming in vain?!
If that's the case, what are those massive amounts of high-grade mortal materials? What are the out-of-body incarnations of innate gods? What are your own subdued pets? What are the qualifications that have been invisibly improved? What are the feelings that go along with your heart, and they are not considered to be gains!
Zhang Mo didn't care about Xiao Bai's envy and jealousy there, he took the rag-like formation in his hand, threw it forward, and a powerful suction force was transmitted in the formation, the wolves were just ordinary beasts, how could they resist it, but in a moment, they were completely included in it, and they couldn't see any of them.
When collecting the wolves, Zhang Mo suddenly had a special feeling, as if some creature was secretly peeping at him, a little unfriendly, but this feeling was fleeting, and it quickly made Zhang Mo think that it was his own illusion, and it was impossible to find it if he wanted to feel it.
And after this feeling appeared, Zhang Mo felt as if he had a layer of separation from this heaven and earth, and was no longer as close as before, this feeling was very mysterious, he knew that this was already a fact, and the reason was probably that he forcibly took away the relationship between these beasts for no reason.
Zhang Mo knew that he was an innate soul, and he also knew that there was a close connection between the innate soul and heaven and earth, so he always knew very well that his series of adventures were actually because of this reason, and there was a taste of heaven and earth helping from time to time, not really because he was so lucky.
Now this heaven and earth rejects itself because he has done something that is not good for this heaven and earth, so it seems that these beasts are more important to the [Doom Battlefield], at least this space regards the beasts as more important than the innate gods: there are fewer gods and more precious, this heaven and earth can still be taken by themselves, but the more numerous beasts cannot.
However, if it doesn't work, it has to be done, although Zhang Mo doesn't know how to communicate with heaven and earth - it is estimated that communication will not work - but even if he is unwilling, he will have to decide on these beasts, even if he can't take them out, he must practice the first layer of the [Immortal Slaughtering Battle Technique] in it.
Anyway, until now, his spiritual power has not been burned, so even if this heaven and earth are dissatisfied with themselves, the degree of dissatisfaction is limited, what is there to fear.
Thinking about this, Zhang Mo didn't care about him, found a hidden place, and after a little arrangement, he began to concentrate on training the beasts in the formation space, he wanted to communicate with the minds of these beasts in the shortest possible time, and then practice the first layer of the [Immortal Slaughter Battle Technique].
He cultivated here, but he suffered Brother Agu Chengluan, because this spatial coordinate was controlled by Zhang Mo, without Zhang Mo coming out, Agu Chengluan would not be able to get out at all, and the spiritual power had already been exhausted, and the spatial coordinates were isolated from the inside and outside, he couldn't absorb any spiritual energy, and his cultivation could not be recovered, and in the absence of other monks, it was pointless to want to go in again.
In desperation, I had to count the harvest again, as the totem saint, he is also a knowledgeable and talented person, after the initial anxious waiting, he quickly calmed down, realizing that this is a rare good opportunity, you can quietly sort out the gains and losses since your cultivation, and have a clear understanding of yourself.
With this thought, Agu Chengluan began to think quietly, this kind of spiritual power has no chance to think purely, he has never experienced it before, and he easily discovered many fallacies in the past, and felt that after correction, it should be a great progress for himself.
After slowly sorting out the previous experience, Agu Chengluan felt that his whole person was different, as if he had gone through a baptism, although his cultivation had not improved, but his mind had definitely been exercised, and the benefits of his future cultivation would be immeasurable.
After finishing the combing, he hadn't seen Zhang Mo come out yet, and Agu Chengluan, who had become much calmer, although he was anxious, he was not affected too much, and he actually began to figure out his own cultivation method, not to cultivate, but to simply understand, and once again discovered a lot of details that had not been discovered before, and his understanding of the cultivation method of the mind was re-elevated.
He has something to gain here, Zhang Mo is also in the [Doom Battlefield] also entered the realm quickly, these beasts in the battlefield are worthy of growing up in the killing intent and war intent, although they are also independent creatures, with their own thoughts, but they are murderous by nature, Zhang Mo just guided a little, and soon fell into pure killing, and slowly became crazy, and there was no other thought in his heart except the idea of tearing the target apart, which simply made Zhang Mo a little unbelievable.
To be able to achieve such an effect so quickly, the biggest hero is the first to recommend [Like a Dream], the illusion evolved by this chaotic derived qi, even the Yuanying True Monarch can't get rid of it, not to mention these beasts whose wisdom has not been opened, only the end of being obediently fiddled.
Zhang Mo trained them to death, the wolves were originally a highly cooperative group, and under Zhang Mo's training, more and more wild wolves soon entered the situation of the same heart, and they cooperated with each other intimately and naturally.
Whenever a wild wolf ran out of physical strength, a stream of air would rush into their bodies in the formation space, making them become dragon spirits and tigers again: [All Hearts and One Heart Slaughtering Immortal Formation Diagram] was not so simple, and the mysteries in it needed to be slowly excavated by Zhang Mo.
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There are more and more wild wolves with the same heart, and Zhang Mo's expression is becoming more and more dignified!