I climb the fairy ladder by farming

Chapter 121 The Soul Without Memory

After the mountain and sea competition that day, Zhang Zheng did not dare to delay, and entered the cave again for retreat.

There are still 14 years before the Mountain and Sea Order, and preparations need to be made one year in advance, so there are only 13 years of training time left.

With her current strength that is comparable to the early stage of Jindan, she is like an ant among the world's arrogance.

For this point, Tan Ying gave her a great sense of crisis. She didn't know if all the talented cultivators in the world were as unfathomable as Tan Ying, or she was just a different kind.

However, it is undeniable that Zhang Zheng deeply felt the gap between himself and Tan Ying, like the difference between heaven and earth, an insurmountable chasm.

She does not hope that she can surpass Tan Ying in these 14 years of practice, and she will not even set it as her goal to surpass Tan Ying in this life, and even go crazy for it.

Her ambition is not here, she only wants to protect herself, so that she can one day no longer be threatened by others, and the obvious answer to this goal is to become stronger.

In the past 14 years, she has tried her best to go one step further, and with each step, the mountains and seas that she can touch will become wider.

An imaginary picture of the world of mountains and seas faintly appeared in Zhang Zheng's mind, with shadows and ghosts indistinct.

Guardian...

The world of mountains and seas is a secret place left over from ancient times. I don't know if there will be any relevant records of Taoist guardians in it.

Zhang Zheng enters into Taoism with the heart of Taoism, and the path of Taoism is mysterious and far away. Only after a glimpse of it can one know its infinite charm and profoundness.

If you can see the scene of the prosperity of Taoism and the prosperity of ten thousand ways in ancient times, even if it is just a glimpse, it will be considered as a life without regrets.

Zhang Zheng sighed.

Of course, before practicing, the most urgent task is to repair the broken soul. This year in the secret realm, the soul has been in pain from time to time, but it has hurt her.

Almost died in the belly of the monster.

There was chaos in the Divine Mansion, and it was still in the state of emptiness. The white mass as big as the head was like a soft white cloud. If you look closely, you can see a faint finger-length gap, splitting it in two.

There is such a big bite!
Zhang Zheng couldn't help lamenting, how long did it take to completely repair it, why did the tearing of the soul be so smooth in the first place!
If she had known this before, she shouldn't have taken such a risk to kill Wansheng, and there would be no such a lot of things behind, I really regret it.

……

The wind was rustling, the rain and clouds were layering, and a snow-green figure sat on the ground, maintaining a posture of five hearts facing the sky. The spiritual energy merged into rolling waves and rushed towards Zhang Zheng, and poured into Dantian Biyu through the meridians of the whole body.

In the depths of the jasper, clear sapphire beads slowly rotate, and the milky white and green colors blend more and more harmoniously around them.

"Boom-"

The last golden sweet-scented osmanthus flower fell from the branch and fell far away. The moment it landed on the jasper, it became pure spiritual energy and penetrated into the sapphire bead.

With Zhang Zheng's mind moving, the lush and green osmanthus trees on the branches were instantly covered with golden yellow. After thinking about it again, the osmanthus flowers fluttered and fell, turning into spiritual energy and returning to the jasper, but they no longer entered the sapphire beads.

The spiritual energy pouring in from the outside floats on the surface of the body, and is no longer refined and stored in the dantian.

Zhang Zheng, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes suddenly, their eyes were clear and bright, as if they were full of morning stars.

"Golden Core mid-stage..."

She murmured softly, feeling a little satisfied in her heart. In eight years, from the early stage of Jindan to the middle stage of Jindan, it is not bad, and she should be able to protect herself in the mountain and sea world.

It took three years to restore the soul, and there are still three years before the opening of the mountain and sea world, and she has two years left.

It's a pity that he couldn't continue to practice. Zhang Zheng looked up at the sky with a little sadness. The osmanthus tree in the jasper had already stored enough spiritual energy and could not absorb more.

I don't know when the next time I will "farm" in the dantian jasper.

When nothing happened for a while, Zhang Zheng remembered the strange soul in Zifu who wanted to take her away. She has been busy every day since devouring it, and has not yet accepted its memory.

In the Shenfu, Xuebai Tuanzi was quietly suspended in the chaos, and Zhang Zheng began to search for the memory of the strange soul without a teacher.

But until she turned her mind up and down, she couldn't find any trace of strange memories.

How can anyone who is obsessed with history have no memory?
What's more, it has such a huge body, it is several times bigger than her fist-sized soul, logically speaking, it should be an old monster that has lived for thousands of years or even longer!

But the fact is like this, she can't find any memory of the strange soul.

The doubts in Zhang Zheng's eyes became more and more intense. Either the spirit had been stripped of its memory by some means, or the spirit had no memory from the beginning to the end, that is, it had never experienced anything.

The former is more likely, but is there any way in the world to strip the memory from the soul?It's too scary.

You must know that the soul search by means of magic cultivation is only useful for people with weak spirits, and it is impossible to guarantee that the spirit of the person being searched is unharmed, only the memory is removed.

Zhang Zheng inexplicably thought of the Wansheng in the illusion in the Guyuan Secret Realm, who was [-]% similar to the Wansheng she met in reality. Although she didn't see Wansheng's face in the illusion, she could probably tell from her behavior that she was just like him. .

It's just that there is always a strange and indescribable contradiction between Wansheng in the illusion and Wansheng in reality.

On the edge of the steep cliff, below is the heat wave of the sea of ​​fire. "Zhang Zheng" stood numbly on the edge of the cliff, watching hundreds of fellow students screaming in despair and being buried in the sea of ​​fire.

There was wind leaking everywhere in the ruined temple, and "Zhang Zheng" lay motionless on the pile of thatch, and the moist moisture from the rain soaked into the joints of the bones, like dense needles stabbed with knives.

The look of resentment has long since dissipated, leaving only hopeful and begging gazes staring at the ruined temple every day, for fear that she might not be able to see Wansheng when she came.

But in fact, she gritted her teeth and waited for 79 days with a body that was about to die tomorrow.

The large dark spots all over the floor were the blood she vomited, mixed with the dark red blood clots from the broken internal organs.

Waiting until she couldn't bear it any longer, she couldn't die with peace in her eyes, Wan Sheng, whom she was thinking about, never showed up, and she was lonely when she died.

The frost and wind howled, and she died in the ruined temple in the cold winter, just like the old beggar who rescued the baby girl who was still in the swaddle, and she went to sleep forever.

"Zhang Zheng, tell me where the disciples of Si Daozong practiced this time."

The indifferent and unwavering voice echoed in his mind, and in the blink of an eye, Zhang Zheng seemed to see his cold and heartless eyes.

Step by step, he lured "Zhang Zheng" into the abyss from which there was no turning back.

That was obviously the benefactor who rescued him from the sea of ​​suffering and gave him a new life. He was obviously the sister who treated him like a younger brother and never hid himself, but he was able to betray him mercilessly and only used her for profit.

Even for the hospice care that "Zhang Zheng" could give with a hand before his death, he was half unwilling to give alms.

What is emotion in his heart?Or maybe it never took a place.

A coolness rose from the soles of the feet and penetrated straight into the heart.

Zhang Zheng finally knew where the violation came from.

In reality, Wansheng has feelings in his heart, not for other people.

Even if that kind of emotion is only aimed at his so-called "sister" in reality, it is enough to essentially distinguish her from Wansheng in the illusion.

Why is there such a weird soul hidden in his shrine?When exactly did it enter his divine palace?And why didn't you take it away from him?
(End of this chapter)