I climb the fairy ladder by farming

When everything returned to calm, there was no one alive in Taiping Town, and the breath was dead, and it seemed to be a dead city and an empty city.

In an instant, tens of thousands of fresh lives fell into silence before his eyes. Zhang Zheng stared at the empty city. Although he had expected it, he couldn't hide his sadness and shock when he saw this miserable scene. .

"Eh, I didn't move."

After waiting for a long time, there was no movement, and the ghost doll was quite surprised.

Zhang Zheng suddenly came back to his senses, frowning and observing the situation in front of him, there was indeed no movement, the trees were still and the wind was still, and the waves were calm.

Floating from the air to the ground, Zhang Zheng subconsciously walked towards the carriage with the earthen jars, and stopped on the side of the carriage.

The ghost doll asked strangely: "What are you going to do?"

Zhang Zheng didn't answer, just stretched out his hand, lifted the embroidered curtain, and the earthen pot standing upright came into view, with blue and white fingers stretching towards the earthen pot, as if to uncover the earthen pot.

"What are you doing! There is a ghost inside!"

Guiwa roared, anxious and angry, his pupils constricted to the extreme, "You are a mortal now, you are courting death!"

The outstretched fingers frightened, Zhang Zheng bent his lips helplessly and smiled, "What are you thinking? Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion."

"You have a fart... ah ah ah ah!"

Before the ghost doll could finish cursing, the finger in the air had already touched the lid of the earthen jar, and with a little force, it opened a crack, and a thick ghost aura gushed out from the gap, and rushed towards Zhang Zheng with teeth and claws, scaring Zhang Zheng. The unprepared ghost doll Zhang Zhiya screamed.

"Okay, stop barking."

A familiar voice sounded in the ear, the ghost baby closed its mouth, turned its head quickly, saw a bright smiling face, and yelled angrily: "What are you doing! I almost lost my life!"

Zhang Zheng clenched his fists, feeling the freedom of his soul, and couldn't help sighing, it was better to slip out, even if there was a possibility of his soul disintegrating at any time.

"Okay, okay, my fault, my fault. Don't be so busy getting angry, I'm not dead and neither are you. We should go now."

"Go? Where are you going?"

The ghost baby looked left and right, and Fang finally came to his senses once he calmed down, his eyes widened in shock, "How did you do it?"

The female corpse stood upright on the ground, her beautiful face looked a bit hideous, the corners of her mouth were drooling, her white pupils were fixed on Zhang Zheng, and her undisguised greed was clearly visible.

"I'll explain later, it's too late."

Zhang Zheng glanced at the female corpse fearfully, jumped up, grabbed the ghost doll with one hand, picked up the earthen jar neatly with the other, and ran out of the city gate.

After rushing out of the city gate, Zhang Zheng didn't stop. He rushed about two miles away in one go. The scene in front of him changed suddenly.

……

The ghost doll kicked off a pile of petals at its feet, watching it sway and fall, "What are we doing now?"

Zhang Zheng turned the crock pot in his hand and looked around. There was no difference between the shape and the real one, but he could feel the ghost energy in it, so he continued to hold it in his hand.

Her eyes fell on the bright red petals scattered everywhere on the ground, and the bright red all over the ground seemed to make her mistakenly think that she saw the blood fog in the sky of Taiping Town again, "Of course I found an exit."

"Can you find it?"

Facing the ghost doll's question, Zhang Zheng pursed his lips in dissatisfaction, "Of course..."

"Can't find it."

The ghost doll snorted, "By the way, how did you escape from the corpse just now? You also locked the ghost in?"

Zhang Zheng knelt down, pinched a petal and looked at it carefully, and replied casually: "Corpse without soul is the easiest to attract wandering souls, but most of them can only let wandering souls pass through, and very few can become a cage for soul bodies. That’s why, but there are still many strict conditions, let’s not talk about it, since the corpse can trap me in it, it’s probably a soul cage.”

"Ghosts and ghosts are nothing more than souls in the final analysis. Since they are souls, they can be locked in a soul cage. The soul cage can only hold one soul body. As long as the ghosts enter the soul cage and grab the crack, [-]% Opportunities are running away, so I took the plunge."

The ghost doll was stunned, "Then what if it doesn't get into the corpse? What if it crushes you and turns into a blood mist like everyone else?"

"It's okay to crush the flesh. Once the soul cage is broken, I can come out naturally. As long as I run fast, there is a [-]% chance that I can escape from the city before it catches up."

"Oh—" The ghost doll seems to have realized something.

Zhang Zheng's hands holding the petals were stiff for a moment, and she blinked guiltily. She actually concealed part of the real reason for her daring to take risks.

She is the person who cherishes her life the most, and she will never take risks lightly if she is not [-]% sure.

The reason why he dared to take the risk of confronting ghosts and ghosts was due to the vortex of vitality. There are nine vortexes of vitality in total, one of which exists in the Shenfu, and it is also fused with the Jingze tree. Being nourished by it, it will be mixed with this kind of breath to some extent, and it just so happens that the breath of the Jingze tree can devour the soul body, and naturally it can also cause a certain amount of damage to the ghost, enough for her to take the opportunity to escape.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zheng couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency. Although he didn't know what the mystery was that could make the soul exist outside the body, the crisis was like a guillotine hanging above his head, and it would fall at an unknown time.

The soul is the root of a monk, below the Nascent Soul cultivator, once the soul is separated from the body, if there is no special external force, there will only be two results.

Either enter the cycle of reincarnation, or be scattered.

Even a Nascent Soul cultivator will become extremely weak after leaving the body. If the host cannot be found within a certain period of time, the soul will wear out day by day, and eventually the soul will not escape the consequences.

"Hey Hey hey!"

"Huh?" Zhang Zheng came back to his senses suddenly, and was facing Ghost Doll's bulging dead fish eyes, which were almost close to her face.

Zhang Zheng tilted his head back slightly, and stayed away from it, "What do you want me to do?"

The ghost doll stood up straight, stretched out her surprisingly slender arms, and her outstretched palm was a flower petal, "Even if you don't respond, it's as if you're dead. Nuo, look for yourself, this petal is a bit strange."

Zhang Zheng took the petals and took a closer look. The petals were also bright red, but the edge was not the same as the blood red of other petals. Instead, it was transparent and crystal-like, and it was not soft to the touch, but a little hard.

"Why are the petals like this?"

The ghost doll rolled her eyes skillfully, "How do I know? Don't I ask you?"

Zhang Zheng sat on the ground casually, holding the petals in one hand and holding them up, squinting his eyes to examine carefully, his eyes were full of confusion.

"Let's look for it again, are there any other petals like this?"

After an unknown amount of time, the ghost doll finally stopped her busy rummaging, opened her arms and fell backwards, collapsing from exhaustion.

Zhang Zheng sat cross-legged, propped his face and looked at the petals piled up in front of him. They were all strange petals with transparent edges. There were probably hundreds of them. Not to mention the endless sea of ​​flowers, there were many more. left in it.

These petals all have transparent edges, but some are wider and some are thinner, and the degree of hardness is also quite different.

What is so special about these petals?

Zhang Zheng shook his head in puzzlement, his focus on the petals began to slacken.

Countless thoughts flashed through my mind in a hurry, complicated and chaotic, until a sentence I read from a book by chance suddenly emerged.

"One flower one world, one tree one floating life, one grass one heaven, one leaf one Tathagata, one sand one bliss, one side one pure land, one smile one fate, one thought one tranquility..."

Zhang Zheng murmured softly, and suddenly realized, "Yes, one flower, one world, one leaf, one bodhi!"