Five hundred and seventy-two, what is disturbing my state of mind?
From the location where Zhu Lingwu entered this space to the hilly village in front of him now, there was a distance of about several miles.
And Zhu Lingwu felt that there seemed to be a lot of space behind him, which meant that the position he entered was not the edge of this space.
In this way, the space inside this Demon Prison Tower is also extremely large, and it is really not much smaller than the spirit beast field of the beast heart before.
But I didn't know Weishenme, Zhu Lingwu had a special feeling when he saw the black stone house located halfway up the hill.
Maybe it was the abruptness that was different from the other bamboo houses in that village, or maybe it was a special hint given to him by this space of the Demon Trap Tower, anyway, Zhu Lingwu felt that this black stone house was the core of the Devil Trap Tower.
And that Wuhua real person should be in this black stone house!
As expected, the colorful aura of the figure of the old man who led Zhu Lingwu over flew directly into the black stone house, and it seemed that the old man who Zhu Lingwu saw just now was really Zhu Lingwu's future master, Wu Huazhen.
Thinking of the appearance of the real person of Wuhua, Zhu Lingwu really had a feeling in his heart that people could not be seen.
With such a spiritual environment in the Demon Prison Tower, this Wuhua Zhenren's cultivation realm should at least reach the peak of Jindan, right?
According to the words of Lao Jiashan, the spirit beast guarding the mountain, plus Zhu Lingwu's own speculation, this Wuhua Zhenren had been in the Demon Prison Tower for at least seven or eight hundred years.
The lifespan of a Jindan real person is about a thousand years at most, and this Wuhua real person is willing to stay in the Prison Demon Tower for so long as a retreat to be in charge of guarding, he must also value the spiritual environment in the Prison Demon Tower.
He cultivated the Five Qi Returning Yuan Mind Technique. That's the case. Will this Wuhua real person break through to the Yuan Infant Stage at any time?
But then again. Am I going to live here for thousands of years?
If Wu Hua Zhenren really broke through to the Yuan Infant Stage, would I take his place and be responsible for guarding the Prison Demon Tower here?
Well, well, can I calm down and stay for so long?
But it doesn't really matter. Anyway, I have the Stygian Ancient Forest, the Stygian Fire Forest, and Zhang Huayao outside, if I am bored, I can see Shijie through their eyes, at least I stay in this Demon Trap Tower, and it is absolutely safe.
At this moment, Zhu Lingwu's heart couldn't help but feel a little troubled and lost, fortunately, although he was now in the special space of the Prison Demon Tower, Zhu Lingwu could still faintly sense the soul fluctuations of the Immortal Ancient Forest, the Immortal Fire Forest, Zhang Huayao and those other soul clones.
Therefore, his contact with the outside world has not been completely severed, so that Zhu Lingwu can really know what is happening outside at any time.
Perhaps this is also the most appropriate way for a lich to live, hiding the life box where the main soul is located in a safe place, and letting all the child soul clones wander outside, so that they can survive forever.
And now, although Zhu Lingwu is using a living body as the lifebox of the main soul. But every move of these sub-soul clones outside in the Underworld Ancient Forest, Zhu Lingwu can also be connected through the main soul and the sub-soul. Read all the soul memories of the soul clone from afar.
But Zhu Lingwu is a living person after all, if he really keeps him in the Demon Prison Tower forever, he will inevitably feel bored.
Although Zhu Lingwu intends to cultivate immortals, it is also for the sake of immortality and freedom, but he is not cultivating immortals for the sake of cultivating immortals.
Otherwise, Zhu Lingwu would not still be thinking about drinking wine and eating meat, if he completely lost his enjoyment for the sake of cultivating immortals, Zhu Lingwu would rather be a free lich.
Although the gods are good, they are not as affectionate as the world, and they are free and happy!
"No, how could I suddenly think about what is disturbing my state of mind!"
Suddenly, Zhu Lingwu instinctively woke up, and secretly said something wrong in his heart, and the change in his mood made his mood fluctuate a little, which should not appear for a monk.
Maybe these thoughts are also Zhu Lingwu's original intention, but now that Zhu Lingwu has been refining qi for more than ten years, how can he suffer from gains and losses like this for no reason?
Prisoner Tower!
Could it be that the things that the demon cultivators in this demon tower have made are influencing me?
Zhu Lingwu couldn't help but be alert to this seemingly paradise-like space of the Demon Prison Tower, after all, there should be many demon cultivators imprisoned in it, maybe there are some powerful demon cultivators in it who have left some obsessions or something, hidden in the space of the Demon Prison Tower, affecting the mood of the entrant.
Just when Zhu Lingwu was secretly vigilant and restrained his thoughts, Zhu Lingwu also flew close to the village.
Perhaps sensing something, there were also people poking their heads out of the huts in the village, these people were men and women, but they were all wearing ordinary homespun clothes, and they really looked like ordinary mortals.
It's just that the people in these villages look to be in their seventies and eighties, and almost all the men and women have gray hair, and their faces are full of wrinkles.
But these people were by no means real mortals, and Zhu Lingwu didn't need to release his soul thoughts to investigate, he could feel some strange spiritual power fluctuations on many of them from afar.
Some people have a special dark aura on their bodies, some people are permeated with blood light, and some people have a slight black qi on their bodies, and these special spiritual power fluctuations are also used by them to resist the invasion of the rich pure yang spiritual power around them.
They should be the Demon Gate monks who are locked up here, and the rich pure yang spiritual power in this Demon Prison Tower is a tonic for Zhu Lingwu, but it is poison for them, unless they are willing to disperse their demonic skills and turn to cultivating immortal Dao exercises.
But for them demon cultivators, this is even more difficult than letting them die, after all, they also have to die for a lifetime to have the current cultivation with the magic of demon cultivation, and the result is to turn around and start over, but not everyone can bear it.
The day when some people disperse their demonic skills may be the end of their lives, so they can only hold on, and they have to use the special demonic spirit power they have cultivated to isolate the rich pure yang spiritual power around them from their bodies at all times.
But this kind of outgoing magic skill is enough to reveal their true identities, so that people can know their demon cultivation identities at a glance.
"Hey, boy, are you that little Wuhua's new disciple?"
"Hey, come here, show your mother-in-law, alas, it's been a long time since you've seen a newcomer come in, old ghost, do you feel excited!"
"Hmph, just in the Qi refining period, what kind of person is this kid, how can he know that this exists!"
The eyes of these demon cultivators looking at Zhu Lingwu were also strange, some people looked like they were very affectionate, some people seemed to see toys, and some people had extremely fierce eyes, as if they were going to devour Zhu Lingwu alive...... (To be continued......)