Chapter 285: Water Moon Mirror Flower
The prison spirit conjured into a black cat form, lying on Zheng Dong's shoulder, and said to him with a solemn face: "Are you sure you want to enter this temple, the chance of surviving in the blood trial is only less than one percent, and the most important thing is that it is not based on your own strength, even if the Jindan monk enters it, the chance of falling is no different from that of Zhuji." β
"I know what you said, but since the three of them are trapped here, I have to save them, and besides, when Senior Sister Mei first built the fourth order, she participated in the Blood Demon Trial and came back alive, I think that my combat strength and luck are stronger than her at the beginning, and there is no reason to give up. Zheng Dong said firmly and stubbornly.
That's because she participated in the Blood Demon Trial instead of the Blood Trial, and the Squinting Shura has a cruel and cruel personality, and she appreciates some geniuses with heavy potential and murder, so every year there are always one or two people who get her favor through the Blood Demon Trial. β
"The Thousand Illusions Shura is different, its character is capricious and acts entirely according to its will, and when it meets it, it is happy that anyone who participates in the Blood Trial for a period of time can pass GuΓ², and feels that he is in a bad mood, and it is common for none of the people who have entered the temple for decades to survive, generally speaking, out of ten monks who choose the Blood Trial, nine will choose the Blood Trial, and only one will choose to participate in the Blood Trial. Although he knew that it was futile, the prison spirit still tried his best to persuade Zheng Dong.
"When has the path of cultivation been smooth sailing, not to mention that as a Heavenly Dao Catcher, the task I took over that time was not nine deaths, if I retreated this time, I am afraid that I will lose the courage to advance in the future. Zheng Dong looked at the Thousand Illusions Shura Statue in the distance and said lightly.
"That's right, but it's been three years since you last completed the mandatory task of the Heavenly Dao, and you have been promoted to Elite Catcher, and it is estimated that you will receive the mandatory task again soon, but this time it is estimated that the difficulty of the task will not be as easy as it was at the beginning. The prison spirit suddenly reminded.
Speaking of the last mission, Zheng Dong didn't know what happened to the Giant Feng Sect now, and he reported the matter of the drought to the Heavenly Dao, whether it would affect the plan of the Giant Feng Sect. What about the murderous soul in that remnant stele, and has the Desolate Spirit Continent been turned upside down by it? Speaking of which, he also got a bottle of Drought Essence Blood, but the bloody qi contained in it was the best condensation medium for the promotion of the Jindan when building the foundation, and he couldn't use it at all with his current Cheng DΓΉ.
Zheng Dong cleaned up his chaotic mood and walked towards the temple in the distance, during which the black cat incarnated by the prison spirit had been lying on his shoulder, as if he had no intention of hiding back in the prison space.
Zheng Dong asked as he walked: "You have said that the Thousand Illusion Temple is so dangerous, why don't you hide back in the space, not afraid of accidentally falling?"
"This Hell Soul Hunter Cat Body is just condensed by the law, as long as the Prison Space Origin is not destroyed. You can condense it at any time at a very small cost, but if you fall, I will disappear with it, even if there is a prison successor in the future, the prison spirit that is condensed will only have part of my memory, but it is no longer me, this is also the price of growth, reaching the third order to be able to condense, I have independent traces, and there is also the possibility of being erased. The prison spirit said with a somewhat gloomy expression.
"Don't worry. I, Zheng Dong, have atmospheric luck and are not so easy to fall, even if I can't be the only god hunter in the future, I will become the chief catcher of the Heavenly Dao, and I will live forever and have the ability to stand on the top of the heavens and all worlds. Zheng Dong didn't say this with much impassionedness, but as if he was reviving a fact. From his words, you can hear his rock-solid Dao heart and indomitable perseverance.
While speaking, Zheng Dong had already come to the foot of the statue, saying that there was no portal here in the temple, Zheng Dong pressed his hand on the base of the statue, and the bluestone suddenly rippled. The entire idol seemed to exist in nothingness, allowing Zheng Dong's body to fall directly into it, and the moment his body sank into the idol. Zheng Dong's mind was shocked, and the whole person completely lost consciousness.
A burst of coolness was applied to his face, and as the drops of water rolled down his cheeks, Zheng Dong suddenly opened his eyes, and what appeared in his eyes was a beautiful and dignified face, but the years had added a few wrinkles to the corners of his eyebrows, and the woman who looked to be about thirty years old was wiping Zheng Dong's cheeks with a wet hand towel.
Seeing Zheng Dong wake up, a little joy immediately appeared on her face, and she said in a slightly complaining tone: "Dong'er, how many times has my mother told you, although you serve the family's job, but don't work too hard, if you are really like your father in order to catch a thief and give a little life to it, how can your mother live alone!"
"Mother?" As Zheng Dong muttered suspiciously, a bunch of memories suddenly poured into his mind like a tide: his name is Zheng Dong, his father Zheng Zhi is the old man in the yamen, and his mother Zheng Jing is said to be a young lady from a big family in the capital, because he was saved by his father because of the trouble, and finally married his father, five years ago Zheng Dong's father was injured and died when he caught a thief, and he inherited his father's business as a Sangzi County catcher, and in the past five years, he has been promoted to the head of the yamen team because of repeated major cases.
Three days ago, there was a gang of Jiangyang thieves in Qingshi Town, a subordinate of Sangzi County, who committed a crime, killing more than 80 townspeople in a row, robbing countless property, the county lord was furious, and ordered his subordinates to hunt down and patrol the city together to exterminate the thieves, Zheng Dong was unfortunately injured by the thieves in the battle and fainted on the spot, all of which are Zheng Donghui's memories.
Although the scene seemed to be happening in front of him, Zheng Dong always felt that something was wrong, there seemed to be an invisible fog enveloping him, and suddenly Zheng Dong glanced around, and saw a flickering black shadow, and when he looked at it, he found that it was a black cat, curled up by the window frame and looking at him with complicated eyes.
Zheng Dong felt that he was simply crazy, he could see a complicated look in the eyes of a cat, but there was obviously no existence of this black cat in his memory, but it gave Zheng Dong a very familiar feeling, as if the cat was an inseparable part of his body.
Seeing Zheng Dong's eyes looking at the black cat, Zheng Jingshi immediately said: "I don't know whose cat it is, since the day you fell unconscious, you ran to our house and couldn't get rid of it, I see that its coat is bright and strangely good-looking, so let it be, anyway, as long as you give some leftovers, it won't cost a few pennies to raise it." β
Hearing Zheng's mother say this, Zheng Dong immediately pushed the boat down the river and said: "Since my mother likes it, then keep it, it just so happens that I usually have a companion with my mother when I am on duty, although the salary of my yamen is not high, but there is a lot of foreign wealth, not to mention a cat, even if it is a tiger." β
I don't know why, when Zheng Dong talked about his mother, he always felt that this word was very obscure to him, and it seemed like the first time he called it like this. (To be continued......)