There was a bonfire by the lake, and the three of them gathered around the fire, eating grilled fish and drinking mash, but the mood was not as pleasant as the scenery.

"The rare Yin soldier crossing in a hundred years has been encountered by us. ”

Su Heng drank the wine, his mouth was babbling,

"The treasure of the ghost that has not been encountered in a thousand years has been obtained by me again. ”

He viciously nibbled on the grilled fish, swallowing it with the bones of the fish.

"Is it destined to bear these things from the first place in the world?" Su Heng stood up and waved his hand vigorously, and the wine jar smashed against the stone with a "snap".

The monk glanced at the silent Chu Zhuang, and also lowered his head, no longer caring about Su Heng breaking the wine jar.

After all, a person who is going to become a corpse in three years has nothing to worry about.

The Dead Corpse is different from the Underworld. The ghost is a race different from humans, cultivated by the soul, independent and free, while the ghost corpse is a ghost that is sacrificed after the death of the human body, without a soul, commonly known as the living dead, also known as zombies.

"If the ghost crystal is obtained by the ghost of the underworld, then this ghost will soar into the sky and become the power of the ghost prison in one fell swoop; but if it is obtained by others, it will be a great misfortune, no matter who it is, it will definitely become a corpse within three years, and from then on lose its soul, the walking corpse, and finally be cut into meat sauce by the defenders in the rivers and lakes......" Su Heng cried and laughed, he staggered, walked to the fire, sat down with his ass, and then picked up a grilled fish and gnawed desperately.

"I want to take advantage of the three years left to eat all the world's food, drink all the world's fine wines, and do my best in the world!"

Su Heng finished eating half of the fish, looked at the monk and Chu Zhuang, and said very seriously.

Chu Zhuang took a sip of the mash and almost squirted out, but he still ran his true qi, suppressed the churning wine in his throat, and nodded with a blushing face. The monk was much more solemn in comparison, and after he nodded, he immediately took a big sip of wine, and then handed the wine jar to Su Heng.

"Good brother, I knew you believed me!" Su Heng raised his head and burst into tears.

"You better get yourself drunk and get some sleep, stop talking nonsense. The monk patted Su Heng on the shoulder.

Su Heng was indeed drunk this time, and he was very drunk.

Then he snorted and slept for the whole day.

In his sleep, he seemed to see the old iron head, the old armor, and the old stone...... Veterans of that group of disarmément battalions. These veterans were drinking wine, and when they saw Su Heng's miserable appearance, they immediately laughed,

"Ghee sticks for recruits at the end of the first word of the disarming battalion!"

"Here!" Su Heng almost choked up and replied loudly.

"Do you remember the soul of my disarming battalion?"

"Remember! The dark north, the blood has not dried! The old pawn is dead, and there is no truce!"

"Su boy, don't give up, the soldiers of our disarming battalion, even if they die, they are dying standing up, how can a small ghost crystal stump the soldiers of my disarming battalion?"

"But ......"

"There's nothing to be had. Don't waste the nameless mental method that Lao Tzu passed on to you!" Old Tietou was still so domineering, and with a wave of his hand, he interrupted Su Heng's complaints and cowardice, "You have to remember that Lao Tzu asked you to join the disarming camp, but it didn't mean to see you crying. ”

"The soldiers of my disarming battalion have been beaten outside, and they will never come back to complain! Ghee, don't lose the face of my disarming battalion, whoever beats you, you will give me ten times as many back, and there are still 3,000 veterans in my disarming battalion standing behind to support you, don't be afraid!"

"Boy Su, don't be afraid, there are still three thousand old bones here in the disarming battalion, just go forward!" the other veterans laughed loudly as they drank their wine.

......

When Su Heng woke up again, he found that Chu Zhuang and the monk looked strange, especially Chu Zhuang, whose eyes seemed to be red from crying.

"You ...... What's wrong?"

Chu Zhuang looked at Su Heng and said with a forced smile, "Su boy, you must be strong, we still have hope." ”

Su Heng was suddenly confused by Chu Zhuang's solemn and sad expression, "Old Chu, what's the matter...... What's wrong?"

"Okay, savage, don't worry, when Jushou's lecture is over, I will take you back to Landa Mountain to ask the master to help, maybe I can dissolve the ghost crystal ...... for you" The monk also seemed to be feeling something, and he said to Su Heng.

"Eh, what's wrong with you, what's going on?" Su Heng was inexplicable, these two people weren't usually like this.

Chu Zhuang shook his head and stepped aside.

The monk came to Su Heng's side and said slowly, "Last night, you talked in a dream, and called the name Lao Tietou thirty-seven times, and Lao Chu said that it was the iron brother of the disarming battalion, and you missed him." ”

Su Heng nodded, "I do miss those old guys." ”

The monk continued, "Then, you cried fifty-nine times, and shouted one hundred and sixty-eight times that you didn't want to die......

Speaking of which, Su Heng was already completely stupid, shouldn't he be fearless in the face of danger, and then treat death as home, and then sacrifice his life for righteousness, and finally go down in history forever? Why did he say something completely different?

After the monk finished speaking, he patted Su Heng, "Savage, I have to say, your fearless spirit can be fed to the dog." ”

"I ......," Su Heng opened his mouth to explain.

"Okay, no need to explain, I understand, this is also human nature, and it seems that you have deep roots in wisdom, after this Jushou lecture, you go back to Landa Mountain with me, maybe you can still be saved." The monk showed a look of deep approval, and then followed Chu Zhuang to fish.

Su Heng even saw Chu Zhuang shaking his head and sighing, he felt that his image of being wise and martial was completely ruined by that nonsensical dream talk.

This time, the three of them didn't drink anymore, and the monk said that there was not much wine and he had to save it, but in fact, Su Heng could see that the monk was worried that he would drink too much and talk in his sleep.

At night, the monk was lying down holding a piece of linen, and Chu Zhuang also leaned on the stump and slept, leaving only Su Heng still unable to sleep.

He tried to operate the Nameless Mind Method, but it had little effect, and it was not as smooth as before, but because of the ghost crystal at the center of his eyebrows, his Purple Mansion was isolated, which made his true qi have a trace of coldness, and with the operation of the Mind Method, it gradually flowed all over his body.

Su Heng did not give up, but continued to practice according to the mental method, and every time the true qi passed through the Purple Mansion, it would take away a wisp of the eerie qi of the ghost crystal and circulate in the meridians around his body.

"The Nameless Mind Method can actually suck away the ghost qi in the ghost crystal, which is something that even the true qi of the zodiac master can't do, maybe, there is really a glimmer of life......" Su Heng opened his eyes, thought to himself, and soon closed his eyes again.

The next day, the trio were back on the road. The trip to Jushou is inevitable, and time should not be delayed too much.

The days when the three of them walked together were much better than when Su Heng and the two of them left, with the great master of Chu Zhuang, Su Heng and the two of them walked very at ease, after all, the terrifying existence of the ghost bird could not be encountered anytime and anywhere.

After walking like this for three or four days, Su Heng finally couldn't hold it back,

"Lao Chu, are we going wrong, why do we want to go south?"

"Although the Yin soldiers have temporarily thrown off the Phantom Bird because of the crossing of the Yin Army, we must not continue to walk like this, there are too many dangers waiting for us ahead, so this time we will change our route a little. ”

"How?"

"First go south to Lingnan Road, then advance on the border between Lingnan and Guanzhong, and when you are near Jushou, then go north to ......"

"It seems to make a lot of sense. ”

"Nonsense, the old man is also the captain of the Zewei Army, leading the troops. ”

"Old Chu, you missed a word, ex-captain!"

“......”

Chu Zhuang's face was red and white for a while, and his gray hair was windless, and then, Su Heng was horrified to find that the ground under his feet was constantly shaking, and waves of true qi fluctuations emanated from under his feet, almost drilling out of the ground.

......

The three of them walked for another five days, and on the night of the fifth day, Su Heng, who was meditating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes slightly, and a trace of essence escaped from them.

Streams of true qi poured out from the dantian, continuously impacting the Purple Mansion at the center of the eyebrows along the meridians, where the ghost crystals almost condensed into substance, filling the Purple Mansion.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

......

Every impact was like a hammer on his head, Su Heng was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and he looked very miserable, but he still continued to run his true qi, and then slammed it the Purple Mansion, as if he would not stop until he smashed it.

I don't know how many times he hit it, Su Heng only felt that his body was going to be torn, and in the end, only instinctively collided!

"Poof!"

As if the cloth bag had been pierced, Su Heng suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, and then he quickly lit up.

The Purple Mansion was once again flushed open by the True Qi for a small void, although it was still a little less than before, but it was already a great improvement.

The true qi, which was more than twice as large, flowed in the meridians, and rushed into the purple mansion, and the ghost crystal was like a reef in the stream, and under the washing of the true qi, it seemed to shake a little.

"Finally...... Have you stepped into the realm of a first-class master?"