not good, immortal

Chapter 87 God Bone
Feng He's slender body trembled unceasingly, although the extreme cold just now had no effect on her, but the words of Dragon God hit her heart and soul directly.

Since she was born as a cat demon, she naturally has nine lives.

I have always been cautious and cautious, and never caused any disasters that would hinder my life. Until this time when I was out of the customs and encountered the prohibition of the gods, I never thought about checking how many lives I had left.

She only remembered that many years ago, her own life lamp was locked in the demon spirit by Empress Nuwa, and it was hard to see unless she had great power. This Ji Chen was indeed as Qi An said, with profound celestial spirits.

Fortunately, this domain of the gods is not affected by the restrictions of the outside world.

Feng He sat solemnly beside the pool, folded his hands in front of his body, and began to peek inside. Sure enough, one of the nine lotus-like lamps of life was extinguished in the demon soul.

But... when exactly did it go out?

My mind is getting more and more confused.

Ji Chen understood her expression.

He sighed again, for some reason, he had only been imprisoned in the sea for more than a hundred years, and many changes in this world were rushing in strange and strange directions.

The dragon god also lowered his eyebrows, and said in self-pity:

"Actually, my spiritual consciousness has collapsed a hundred years ago, and only my body is trapped here, just waiting for the predestined guest. According to the agreement between the god and me, as long as I answer three questions, the half-body cultivation can be eliminated." Why, be a loose fairy and go with the waves."

Seeing him speak so plainly, Feng He was a little surprised, the collapse of spiritual consciousness is by no means a trivial matter for the immortal clan.

The same is true for the female demons of the past.

But that was because of a tragic battle of the gods, which once harmed the world.

Feng He has never heard of the same thing happening in the millennium.

But she knew why he needed divine blood.

Guarding with the soul and building the soul with blood, this is the ancient secret method of gathering the soul.

Feng He tried his best to calm down his chaotic mood.

She didn't want to, she came here to solve the mystery, but she didn't expect that the more she solved, the more mysteries would become.

Cultivation base, spiritual power, life lamp, life span of one thousand years longer, God's domain that cuts off time, dragon with broken consciousness, and possible god battle...

You can only ask three questions.

Feng He knew it well, presumably this technique was limited, or it might have something to do with the covenant of honoring the gods.

Then we can only start with his secrets.

Sitting upright in front of the pool, the girl took a deep breath and asked:
"You...why were you imprisoned here?"

Ji Chen immediately straightened the dragon's tail and sat more dignifiedly.

He opened his mouth slowly and said:
"Hey, it's a long story. More than a hundred years ago, I accompanied the most powerful god in the fairy world to fight in the land called Siberia. I could have won a perfect fight, but the result I made some small mistakes, which hurt his soul a little..."

He paused, very sincerely: "You may not believe it, but I am here to imprison myself."

Respecting the gods, fighting the gods, the soul of the gods collapsed, and lived in the land of no one.

It is very consistent with the outcome of the Zhuolu battle.

Feng He lowered his eyes: "Well, I believe it."

Ji Chen: ...

Am I being embarrassed?
Feng He saw that he was a little annoyed, and explained: "I feel a very powerful aura from you, and with your current cultivation, you should not be able to control it."

She actually saw it.

Ji Chen felt that this cat demon was really astute, and he admired him very much. He just continued:

"Yes, after all, I have contracted a cold syndrome in the north, and the three souls have gone to the seven souls, so before the god separates the divine sense, I ask him to imprison me here, so that I can't control it if I go out. , to harm the world."

Compassion and mercy, this is a very meritorious thing.

Throughout the ages, how many practitioners' immortal journeys have been ruined here.

Feng He's eyes showed a little appreciation, she nodded: "You are a good dragon."

Ji Chen was a little proud: "That's natural."

Of course he wouldn't say that that god is full of prohibitions in the world, maybe it's just one that makes his head blow out, unlike in this god's domain, where he can live happily until today, and he can also sneak ashore and go to the inner city. What... net.

Ji Chen had some longing in his heart.

At that time, if it is really possible not to have this god position, it would be great without the shackles.

He heard that there is a good place called an internet cafe in this world, and by then, he will definitely go there for three to five years.

"Let me ask you again, what do you mean by that respected god separating the divine sense?" Feng He was puzzled.

"It's okay to tell you." Ji Chen said quietly, "It's just that I didn't expect that you should be the goddess in the prophecy."

"goddess……"

Feng He read these two words, she is obviously a goblin, I don't know why the goddess said it.

"I have the mark left by that person on me, there is no mistake."

Ji Chen was very sure that the power contained in the few drops of divine blood just swallowed was rare in the world.

He has been imprisoned here for more than a hundred years, just to wait for the arrival of the goddess, "However, I can only answer three questions for you, and you have already used up one opportunity."

Seeing that he was determined, Feng He decided not to discuss this identity issue with him.

She went straight to the point and said, "Let's not talk about the separation of spiritual thoughts for the time being. I have two questions that are more important."

"First, all the monsters in the present world must be registered in a book before they can walk in the world. What kind of book is that? How do I register this book?"

"Secondly, after I came out of retreat this time, it is reasonable to say that my practice should be good, but I am always hungry and sleepy. Why?"

"Booklet? You don't need it." Ji Chen smiled. He thought it was such an important thing.

"Why?"

"That's the third question."

"Okay, what about cultivation?" Fenghe is more concerned about this, and she has spent thousands of years on these two words.

"Your situation is more like the overflow of spiritual power. If so...wait a moment." Ji Chen said a few weird syllables to the little jiao, and the jiaojing nodded honestly and dived into the water.

What is this again?
Feng He was worried that he would say that this was the third question, so he didn't speak again, and waited quietly with him.

The jiaojing has something in its mouth, and it goes back and forth.

Feng He looked across the water from a distance, and in a trance, she suddenly remembered that the dragon spirit seemed familiar, and said in a daze: "Your mount looks very familiar."

"It..." Ji Chen pouted, "It's a dog."

If it wasn't for the decline of the dragon clan so far, he would definitely not let a little dragon whose scales were pulled out and his sanity wiped out touch his noble buttocks every day.

Oh, no, anyway, his lower body can't be transformed into a human being now, and he has no buttocks.

"I seem to..." Feng He remembered, "In the Great Song Dynasty Imperial City, I saw one that was somewhat similar to it."

"Coincidentally, it also did it in the imperial court of the Great Song Dynasty."

"Huh? I'm talking about the Northern Song Dynasty." Feng He remembered that the Song Dynasty had moved to the capital.

"Yes, it's the Northern Song Dynasty." Ji Chen was very sure.

So it really is it? !
"Ah?" Feng He felt a little unbelievable. The majestic and majestic guardian animal has been reduced to this point?Shock palpable.

"What's wrong?" Ji Chen was puzzled.

"It can be regarded as a relationship once."

"Oh."

Jiao Jing didn't know that they were talking about herself, and slowly floated up from the water with a clay pot in her mouth, her face still simple and honest.

Ji Chen took the clay pot solemnly, and said: "All the answers are in it, you can learn it slowly."

Feng He looked at the jar in confusion, with black and white mysterious patterns printed on it.

The mouth of the can was slightly broken, so the appearance is really not good.

Ji Chen seemed to understand what she was thinking, and said righteously:

"Don't underestimate it. Let me tell you, this thing is a treasure left by my lord father. It seems to be of the same age as your stork fish stone ax painted pottery jar on the ground."

Stork Fish Stone Ax Painted Pottery Cylinder?
The one from the Neolithic Age unearthed in Linru?

She had just seen it in the literature.

This example is really...

Feng He originally stretched out his hand to grab it, but when he heard that, the slender white catkin was hanging in the air.

"That's... a burial vessel."

"That's right."

Ji Chen nodded for reason, then held the clay pot in a serious manner, and sent it to Feng He again:

"Inside, is the divine bone."

　That's all for today, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone.

　　Cats and cats cultivate immortals, with boundless mana~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)