The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

Xie Xiu was used to his words not being taken seriously, so he followed up honestly and asked carefully again.

Only then did Xian Yuyi say: "It's time to find a place to get rid of the poison first... Let's go to the library and take advantage of my time to get rid of the poison, and you draw the evil-gathering formation. After this matter is over, I can go find the artifact without worry. "

"The artifact of Xuanji Peak?" Xie Xiu was a little confused, "Isn't that a legend?"

"Legend!" Xian Yuyi sneered, "Whether there is no fog on Xuanji Peak, people can't keep their eyes open. The spirit stone can't be found three feet away from the body. If there is no magic weapon inside, would you believe it?"

Xie Xiu hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, yes! The subordinates are really negligent in observing, and it is the young master's best opinion!"

"Let's go!" Xian Yuyi looked at the green billow-like bamboo forest in the distance, thinking of the bamboo-like beauty in the forest, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

Sooner or later, I will meet Yu Yunzhang again.

Yunying watched the two of them enter the small building outside the library with the Lingxiao card, and couldn't help but find out the storage bag taken from the nun's body. There was also a Lingxiao token inside, but it had already been marked with a spirit. Recognize imprint.

This imprint of spiritual consciousness was not left by the female cultivator, otherwise Yunying would have washed her away with her own spiritual consciousness.

The cultivation level of the person who left the imprint of spiritual consciousness is much higher than hers. Right now, this imprint is like a thousand-mile embankment. In contrast, Yun Ying's spiritual consciousness is like a trickling stream. If you want to wash it away, you may have to wait a couple of days. Years will do.

The person who leaves the imprint has at least reached the state of molting, otherwise the spiritual consciousness will never be so strong.

Yunying stepped up her efforts, still using her spiritual knowledge to scour it continuously, but then asked Cui Zun if she could do anything to get it.

"Yes, yes, but the price is a bit high." Cui Zun said, "You know, I am a pure spirit body right now. If I collide with it, I can knock it away, but I will also be damaged and will Fall into a deep sleep for at least three days."

"It's such a big price." Yun Ying subconsciously said.

A strange silence spread between the two of them, and Cui Zun suddenly shouted: "Go and play by yourself, I will never help you a little white-eyed wolf!"

Yunying smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, I think I won't go anywhere else these days anyway, even if you really fell into a deep sleep, it doesn't seem to affect anything."

Don't explain, the more you explain, the more heartbroken you will be.

Cui Zun was heartbroken.

In fact, regardless of the price or not, Yun Ying does not intend to let Cui Zun come immediately, she wants to try it herself first.

Because she suddenly discovered that the few wisps of spiritual consciousness that had been on the stone pillars of the second line for a long time were not only because of recording the exercises, but also because they were wrapped in the aura of thunder and stayed in such violent and turbulent thunder for a long time. There was a slight change in himself.

It was originally as silvery as Dao Gang, but only because it was covered with a layer of thunder-type aura, it seemed to be somewhat golden-blue spiritual consciousness, but now it seemed to be dyed by thunder, gradually turning into lavender.

She hurriedly called Cui Zun who was fighting with her unilaterally, and told him the situation: "What's going on?"

Cui Zun seemed to be taken aback, and then he started talking to himself in a strange tone: "Don't you feel pain when this kind of thing happens to you?"

"Pain?" Yun Ying was puzzled, "What do you mean?"

"Spiritual consciousness does have a certain chance to mutate, especially in such an extreme environment, but often this process will make monks very painful. You..." Cui Zun hesitated for a while, and then asked, "Are you already numb? ?”