"That, that, but people are beautiful women now, how can there be a beautiful woman to fight and kill, as long as I stand there, no one will do anything to me! Hehe, I can still make others forget about me and do it with you, isn't that also good!"

Seeing that Zhu Lingwu didn't seem to care about her appearance at all, she only cared about whether she could help fight or not, so she couldn't help but feel aggrieved again.

"Alas, it seems that my two Tsukidan grains were really wasted, so I made a vase, oops, my heart hurts!"

Zhu Lingwu continued to joke and tease, deliberately making a painful look, sighing and sighing over there.

"Hmph, ignore you! You did it on purpose, you plug this hole yourself, I'm going out to play!"

Hu Daji was naturally very familiar with Zhu Lingwu, she already knew that Zhu Lingwu was deliberately playing tricks on herself, so she simply turned around and ran out of the bamboo house.

Of course, the demon spirit slaves who were originally flying like yellow-winged butterflies in the bamboo hut also followed obediently one by one, hovering around the fox Daji's body, saying all kinds of compliments.

After a while, these demon spirit slaves made Fox Daji giggle, but this was obviously what Fox Daji was deliberately laughing at Zhu Lingwu.

Looking at the back of the fox Daji, Zhu Lingwu let out a long breath, feeling that there was a lot of pressure in his heart, after this fox Daji was transformed, it was really difficult to face it.

Then Zhu Lingwu glanced at Qiu Yangling who was standing like a carved ornament over there, but Zhu Lingwu didn't need to say anything, that Qiu Yangling sighed, and then obediently went out to get bamboo to repair the hole in the floor of the bamboo house.

"The foundation has finally been laid. Build a spiritual foundation to get rid of mortals. So how am I going to live the rest of my life? I'm afraid I'm going to have to live in this demon tower for I don't know how many years!"

Come to think of this. Zhu Lingwu's brows couldn't help frowning, although when the foundation was just being built, the rich pure yang aura in this Demon Prison Tower really made Zhu Lingwu's foundation building process very smooth.

Even if Zhu Lingwu easily constructed his own spiritual foundation in advance, which reduced a lot of difficulty in building the foundation, if it was changed to other places, I am afraid that it would also bring some trouble to Zhu Lingwu in terms of the spiritual power required for this foundation.

Thinking about the little white fox growing the last two fox tails, it is also equivalent to a process of building a foundation. It took so much spiritual power, so when Zhu Lingwu had just built the foundation, he had absorbed a lot of pure yang aura.

This time, Zhu Lingwu was able to build a foundation along with the rich pure yang aura on the side of the Prisoner Demon Tower, which was also inseparable.

But when he thought of staying in this Demon Prison Tower for an unknown number of years in the future, as well as the hidden danger of the demons, Zhu Lingwu felt a little annoyed in his heart.

"Well, forget it, let's calm down and live, at least I can know what's going on outside through the clones outside. It's not really boring like being locked in a cage, but I'm just a little unwilling! Forget it, otherwise, let's go to the master first to report the good news, and then let him see what else is wrong with my spiritual base!"

Zhu Lingwu thought about it in his mind, but in the end, he could only face the reality, and now he had no other thoughts, so he could only put his mind on cultivation.

It's also interesting to say, before Zhu Lingwu wandered from Chong'an Country to the Great Jin Pure Yang Sect, he just wanted to find a stable place where he could cultivate with peace of mind, but now this Demon Prisoner Tower is also said to be the best place to retreat and cultivate, but Zhu Lingwu is a little restless.

Now that it's easy to build a foundation, maybe it's time to focus on cultivation with peace of mind.

Thinking of this, Zhu Lingwu got off the bamboo couch and stood up, and walked out of his bamboo house, although Zhu Lingwu did not deliberately cultivate at this time, the spiritual base in Zhu Lingwu's body took the initiative to help him absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and then slowly refined his body.

Now although the spiritual power in Zhu Lingwu's body has reached a saturated state, under the continuous action of this spiritual base, Zhu Lingwu's body is also repeatedly refining his body, slowly increasing the upper limit of the spiritual power of this body.

Therefore, there is still a layer of colorful aura on the surface of Zhu Lingwu's body, which is slightly shrouded, like a kind of fairy light, which is extraordinary.

As long as Zhu Lingwu did not deliberately hide it, this layer of colorful aura would always help Zhu Lingwu absorb the aura of heaven and earth around him, perhaps this is the reason why mortals in the world would call monks immortal masters.

Therefore, only a true foundation-building monk can be regarded as an immortal master respected by the world.

Of course, for Zhu Lingwu himself, Zhu Lingwu felt comfortable all over his body at this time, and the pure yang aura penetrated in with the spiritual light on his body surface, just like blowing cold air conditioning in summer and hot heating in winter.

Zhu Lingwu felt a sense of ease and ease in the world, which was an indescribable feeling.

It's a pity that now he is in the Demon Trap Tower, although he can feel the rich pure yang aura around him, like a thick mist permeating his surroundings, Zhu Lingwu can also sense that the world he is in is shrouded in a layer of black and gloomy things.

This layer of things like heaven and earth being caught in the net is like an abyss high canal isolated from the outside world, giving Zhu Lingwu an inexplicable sense of depression.

Zhu Lingwu could only sigh again, and then a flash of inspiration flashed under his feet, and he sent Zhu Lingwu out more than a hundred steps away, and soon he came to the black stone house where Wuhua Zhenren was.

Now in Zhu Lingwu's feeling, this black stone house is also different from the original, it is like a black and secluded hole, and the surface is closed by the same rich dark spiritual light, so that people can't sense the qiē inside at all.

"After building the foundation, the feeling of heaven and earth is really very different, no wonder it is said that the foundation building monk has to travel the world in order to realize his own Jindan Dao, that is, through this feeling to comprehend the nature of heaven and earth, and then find the Daoji spirit pattern he needs, this feeling is really different!"

Zhu Lingwu felt a sigh of emotion in his heart again, but now that he was trapped in the Prison Demon Tower, unless he could find a way to restrain his inner demons, Wu Hua Zhenren would never let him leave the Prison Demon Tower.

"Master, the disciple has something to see!"

Zhu Lingwu called respectfully to the black stone house, although he had just come out of this stone house for less than six hours, he didn't know if the Wuhua real person had drawn out the demons in his heart, and whether he had time to see him.

As soon as Zhu Lingwu's words fell, the curtain of the black stone house flickered, and it was lifted to the side, and in Zhu Lingwu's feeling, it was like a closed cave opening the door, revealing the hidden mystery inside.

However, it seems that Wu Hua Zhenren still failed to resolve the trouble of demons.

At this time, Zhu Lingwu also sensed the scene in the black stone house, Zhu Lingwu walked in two steps, but saw that Wuhua Zhenren was still sitting cross-legged on the stone couch as before.

That Wuhua Zhenren opened his eyes and looked at Zhu Lingwu, and his face couldn't help but move...... (To be continued......)