The rain stopped, and the whole forest was overwhelmed by the steaming mist, and it was impossible to see anything ten steps away, very quiet, quiet and eerie.

Song Si was lying on a slightly high grass, still not breathing, which was dragged up by the fool.

"Bang, bang!" the fool screamed sadly, and kept circling Song Si, and the grass around him was about to trample out of a deep pit.

In the end, I don't know if I was tired or what's wrong, it sat down next to Song Si, dripping with tears, licking Song Si's face every once in a while, hoping that he would wake up.

But after four or five days, Song Si still didn't react at all, and the miracle seemed to have disappeared completely.

For so many days, the silly goods have not been eaten, and the roots and grass have not been eaten, and they have been guarding Song Si's side.

How it wished that Song Si would wake up, pat it, and shout: "Foolish!"

Another ten days or so passed, and the fool felt a deep tiredness, and it leaned its head on the grass beside Song Si, looking at the master who seemed to be asleep, waiting for a miracle to come......

Just as the eyes of the fool were about to close, it vaguely heard a voice: "Fool!"

Are you going to go with your master? The fool shed a tear of excitement, ready to close his eyes and walk with his master's soul.

"Get up!" Song Si directly hugged the horse's neck and lifted the foolish goods!

Is this about to fly? Can you finally see your master? The fool was so excited that he waited for his soul to leave his body. But what does it feel wrong?

The fool opened his eyes and found Song Si standing in front of it intact, and it was stunned.

Patting the goods, Song Si took out a jade box from the storage bag, opened the jade box, and it was a purple red vermilion fruit.

Seeing Zhu Guo, Han Lao's eyes were straight at that time, and after smelling the fragrance of Zhu Guo, he immediately became refreshed, and before Song Si fed him, he swallowed it directly.

Crunch, not to mention how moisturizing it is.

Song Si laughed a few times and brushed his mane for the fool. Song Si had come to consciousness a few days ago, but he was trapped in the vast and boundless sea of consciousness, unable to get out and control his body.

So, Song Si had to sit cross-legged on the sea of knowledge and began to practice the "Void Sword Technique", in the process of cultivation, there were incomparably pure divine thoughts that fused with him, so that Song Si had many fragmentary memories out of thin air, and these memories belonged to the Evil Heaven Demon Monarch Lang Wuyi.

This made Song Si even more puzzled, it was clear that the Evil Heaven Demon Monarch Lang Wuyi had already shattered his divine sense, and it could basically be said that he had succeeded in seizing it. However, in the end, it was Song Sihui who came over, and the Evil Heaven Demon Lord's divine consciousness was absorbed by him.

After absorbing the divine thoughts of the Evil Heaven Demon Lord in the Sea of Consciousness, Song Si finally felt that he could control his body, and then he opened his eyes and woke up.

This time the seizure can be said to be extremely dangerous, but fortunately, it was resolved peacefully. Although I don't know what happened, with Song Si's usual habits, it's good to be alive, and there is no need to pursue so many whys.

Song Sishen reached out, observed the surrounding environment, and unexpectedly found that he could see the scenery within a radius of three hundred miles. This surprised him, and the reason for this was that Song Si had absorbed and refined a layer of the Evil Heaven Demon Monarch's Divine Sense.

Just one layer of divine consciousness has allowed Song Si's divine thoughts to grow to such a level, and if they are all refined, then Song Si's achievements in divine thoughts will be immeasurable.

Divine Thought is so powerful, can the Pure Yang Imperial Sword Technique be used? Song Si suddenly thought of this martial art that had caused him to be deeply injured twice, and with a quick lead, the flying sword came out of the sheath, and with the drive of Song Si's Divine Thought, it was as fast as lightning. The mysterious sword move was used in the void with a flying sword, and it exploded with extremely powerful destructive power.

Putting the sword back into its sheath, Song Si slightly breathed the true yuan in his body.

"I can finally use the Pure Yang Imperial Sword Technique, but it's a pity that the consumption of divine thoughts is too great. Song Si was very satisfied with the current situation, got on the horse, patted the fool and said, "Fool, don't chew, it's time to go!"

"Yu Yu Yu!" the fool cried out happily, and ran wildly through the forest as if he were running on the grassland.

A hundred miles away, a killer quickly came to Yun Mengxing to report: "Lord Hui Thief God, I just saw a white-haired Taoist priest riding a purple-red horse galloping westward. ”

Yun Mengxing lowered his head and glanced at the black-clothed killer: "You say, where did he run away?"

"Yes, Lord Thief!" replied the killer as he didn't dare to look up, looking down and trembling.

"You, did you come back for the first time?" Yun Mengxing playfully picked up the trembling killer.

"Yes, Lord Thief! The little one doesn't dare to make the slightest mistake!" The killer trembled even more, how he wished that the devil in front of him could let go of his hands, and after a while, it was estimated that he would be **.

As if in response to what he thought, Yun Mengxing let go of his hands.

Smack, smack, smack!

Yun Mengxing clapped his hands and walked towards Ying Yi and Shangguan Xuanlie, who had returned to the team: "It's been half a month, what about the people you brought?"

"I, we are hunted down! terrifying mysterious swordsman!" Shangguan Xuanlie said directly.

"Ha, haha, are you being hunted down?Are you afraid of death?" Yun Mengxing grabbed Shangguan Xuanlie over, grabbed him by the neck, and slowly lifted it up.

"Cough, cough, cough......" Shangguan Xuanlie kicked his legs, his hands struggling to wrench away his iron claw-like hand.

Ying Yi looked at the scene in front of him and didn't know what to do, after all, Shangguan Xuanlie was brought by him. Just when he was hesitating, Shangguan Xuanlie's whole body suddenly exuded an extremely astonishing momentum, even if it was Yingyi, he had to take three steps back.

Yun Mengxing was slightly surprised, feeling the increasing strength under his right hand, and his interest in Shangguan Xuanlie in his heart was also increasing.

With one kick, he kicked Yun Mengxing's heart, Yun Mengxing snorted, let go of his right hand, covered his chest, took a step back, and looked at Shangguan Xuanlie incredibly.

"Sample, it's strong enough, this thief god likes it!" Yun Mengxing rubbed his heart and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Ahem, ahem, you hopeless psychopath!" Shangguan Xuanlie pointed at Yun Mengxing and scolded.

The smile on Yun Mengxing's face gradually turned into a playful smile, "Hopeless, I like it." Then I'll show you what an incorrigible neuropathy is, hahaha!"

Shocked by a sudden palm, Shangguan Xuanlie fought with the inner element of his whole body, separated and resisted, but the foundation was very different, and he was directly knocked away by Yun Mengxing, hit a big tree, vomited blood and fell.

"What do you want to do?" Shangguan Xuanlie lay on the ground, trying to get up again, but was held down by Yun Mengxing, making him unable to get up.

"What are you doing? Guess!" Yun Mengxing dropped his palm, smashing Shangguan Xuanlie's clothes to pieces, and then lifted him up naked and tied him to a big tree.

"Now, guess what's I'm going to do?" Yun Mengxing laughed wildly as he hooked Shangguan Xuanlie's little white face.

Three months later, the fool who was running all the way west finally stopped running and let go of Song Si, who was being turned upside down.

"Foolish, you are not a fool, you are a pit goods!" Even though Song Siwu has entered the realm of transformation in his studies, he is still dizzy under the tireless running of the foolishness.

Song Si kicked the fool: "I haven't drunk water for three months, I haven't eaten for three months, I remember you!"

"Bang, Bang!" "Dumb Song Si, saying that Song Si shouldn't care.

"What kind of place is this? Hey, this is the galloping road, go in this direction, slow down, I'm eating beef!" Riding on the horse, Song Si commanded while eating beef.

It was almost noon, and Song Si came to a city.

"Mu Wang City. Song Si glanced at the name of the city and wondered in his heart: "Could it be that King Zhou Mu has been here?"

"Hey, this Daoist, you're really right, when King Zhou Mu traveled west, he stopped here. An old man who went into the city to sell goods said with a smile.

Song Si smiled at the old man, and after paying the entrance fee, he led the horse and began to enjoy the Mu Wang City. said it was ornamental, but in fact, Song Si was looking for where to eat.

Coming to the center of Mu Wangcheng, I saw a magnificent nine-story octagonal pavilion appear in front of Song Si, looking at it from a distance, the unique charm of this attic made it particularly conspicuous.

"Immortal Master Building. The name is magnificent, and the dishes inside should be very good. Well, you don't have anything to eat, let you pit me. Song Si patted the goods and walked to the front of the Immortal Master Building.

The little two at the reception were sharp-eyed, although he found that the purple-red horsehair was extremely ostentatious, and it was clearly a divine horse. Therefore, he took Song Si into the Immortal Master Building extremely respectfully, and got a hundred taels of silver tip, which can be said to be an unexpected joy.

Entering the building, Song Si glanced at the first floor of the full house, and then understood why this place was called the Immortal Master Building, it turned out that the people who ate here were all cultivators.

The first floor is full of Qi cultivators on the first to third floors, the second floor is full of Qi cultivators on the fourth to sixth floors, the third floor is full of Qi cultivators above the seventh floor, the fourth floor has dozens of tables of foundation building monks, the fifth floor is full of seven or eight tables of monks, all of whom are monks in the Rotation and Fusion Period, the number of people on the sixth floor is even smaller, but most of the Jiedan monks, and the seventh floor is covered by special prohibitions, and Song Si did not use his divine thoughts to investigate rashly.

After thinking for a while, Song Sixin walked towards the second floor, and the Qi cultivators on the first floor were immediately attracted by this person who didn't seem to have the aura of a monk or martial artist, but they saw that the sword on Song Si's back seemed to be extraordinary, so they just looked at it and didn't speak.

When they came to the second floor, these Qi cultivators only looked at Song Si and didn't pay too much attention.

When Song Si walked to the third floor, a Qi cultivator glanced at the hilt of the flying sword on Song Si's back, with a puzzled look in his eyes, and when Song Si walked up to the fourth floor, he pretended to say goodbye to his friend and hurriedly left the Immortal Master Building.

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