fifth form

"You got away with this!"

"Is it the Sky-shattering Arrow that's not good or is Jinchang too good?"

After taking the spiritual jade, Zhang Xuezhou didn't stay in the imperial mausoleum for long.

Holding the spiritual jade in his right hand, he also kept walking outside the mausoleum.

Zhang Xuezhou also saw the sky-shattering arrow falling to the ground halfway, and another head that was hit with only fragments left.

There was no Jinchang's body on the ground. Just like in the past when his head was chopped off by King Jin Chan, Jinchang escaped with his head again.

Although he didn't know the price Jinchang paid for this, Zhang Xuezhou felt that Jinchang was indeed as stubborn as Xiaoqiang and was better at saving his life than him.

He looked at the Sky-shattering Arrow for several seconds, and finally did not extend his greedy hand.

The spiritual jade he got must be hidden and tucked away, and there was no way he could hide such a rare magic weapon in the world.

"Don't take what you shouldn't take!"

He muttered a low voice, and then drifted away.

Holding the spirit jade, he obviously has a different ability to pass through obstacles such as stone gates, but it is not difficult to do. As long as he finds a hiding place and uses the fossil technique to dig a hole, then patch it up and get out.

As long as Zhang Xuezhou doesn't attract attention by writing big characters like he did in Shanggu County City, it will be difficult for him to draw a small hole in the stone door to attract attention, let alone repair it.

As time passed, his spell-casting breath faded, and few people could track him anymore.

Of course, even tracking is useless. As a patient, Zhang Xuezhou has perfect evidence of alibi.

Even if he is traced, the pursuer will think he has been misled.

After all, his head was open and it was difficult to walk in this state, so he couldn't do anything.

Zhang Xuezhou ended his trip to Yangling very neatly, and then walked away holding the spiritual jade.

"There are fluctuations in magic, and someone has sneaked into the imperial mausoleum!"

After floating dozens of meters into the sky, Zhang Xuezhou heard Zhi Buyi, who was ambushing and capturing the tomb robbers, shout loudly.

Then Wei Wan wielded a long whip like a python and whipped it hard, and the red lanterns hanging at the imperial mausoleum all lit up in an instant.

For a moment, the imperial mausoleum was brightly lit, and many cultivators jumped out to investigate.

"It's a good thing you didn't jump out. Jumping out would give Jinchang a great opportunity to escape!"

Seeing more than a dozen great cultivators running around to explore, the ground that had just been covered with a light layer of white snow was suddenly covered with footprints, and Kong Zhong and others responded to each other with shouts, Zhang Xuezhou felt unsuspecting and waiting. People will inevitably fall short.

The more chaotic it is, the easier it will be for Jinchang to escape.

This made Zhang Xuezhou a little bit regretful.

If the imperial court arrests Jinchang, not only the Yin Yang family may take the blame, but the King of Huainan may also be involved.

"Who dares to parade in the imperial mausoleum of Yangpo?"

When Zhi Buyi yelled at the night sky, Zhang Xuezhou could not help but quickly shrink his head and go upwards.

In the howling cold wind, Zhang Xuezhou grabbed a handful of dirt and turned it into a stone shell to seal the spirit jade.

His yang soul body floated down, and when he landed in the West City, he walked through several streets and crossed several houses before stepping into Laoshu Alley.

The night wind was still blowing, and in the cold wind, Zhang Xuezhou drifted in through the open window.

"My good head was split open with an axe!"

Looking at the body lying on the bed, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Rong Tianding can take care of him a lot, but Rong Tianding cannot be omnipotent, even after he has advanced in cultivation.

"You have to be more capable so that if your head is chopped off, you can still put it back together!"

The ultimate level of the Nine-turn Aiki Technique is undoubtedly far away, and so is the realm of true self, but Zhang Xuezhou does have this delusion at the moment.

For him, who has always sought stability and survival, survival is a direct survival instinct, and how to be better and more extreme is also his pursuit.

"It would be great if there was some spiritual power!"

After many attempts to break the situation, it was difficult to open up the situation, so Zhang Xuezhou inevitably pinned his hopes on the Holy Land of Yin and Yang.

Whenever he uses spiritual energy to stimulate his body to practice, his Yang Soul body will be strengthened, and his own cultivation will also be pushed forward.

"There is another premise. I must go back to the old path in order to quickly promote my cultivation!" Zhang Xuezhou thought about what he had to do.

Normal monks cannot withstand the impact of spiritual energy all the way up, even if they have sufficient elixirs and are talented.

But if you only need to walk the path of spiritual practice again, it will undoubtedly be like an old horse knowing the path. You can know where you need to improve and what you need.

Normal people cannot do this, and there are very few cases of people returning to the path of spiritual practice. From Zhang Xuezhou's experience, he also knows that the Holy Son of Shiyin promotes spiritual practice in this way.

The opponent's cultivation progress can be pushed forward at an extremely terrifying speed, and Zhang Xuezhou feels that he can do the same.

As long as he keeps pushing forward in reality, his body will obviously be able to move forward when it meets the conditions for cultivation.

In the past, it was the practice of following this world in reality, but now it is the other way around.

Many thoughts passed through his mind, and Zhang Xuezhou also had a rough direction.

He blew off the stone shell on the spiritual jade and placed the spiritual jade on top of his head. Yang Po Dharma Body had already stretched out his fingers to pinch it.

The magic power of Taiqing Zhenshu spurted out, and the strong recovery power of Zhang Xuezhou's physical body came down quickly.

He even heard a slight clicking sound on his head.

The powerful treatment also corresponded to the powerful extraction of the body. Zhang Xuezhou only felt that his body was extremely pale for a short period of time.

His Yang soul moved, and his perception suddenly returned to his physical body.

His body felt as if he had been drained of blood, and his head felt like the comfort brought by a bath flowed down, constantly soothing his body.

Zhang Xuezhou took a deep breath at Lingyu, and the feeling of being drunk with oxygen suddenly flooded into his mind.

"This thing needs to be hidden. It's best to let my cousin carry it, so that Medical Officer Chunyu won't find it when I return to reality."

Zhang Xuezhou cannot increase his cultivation with the spiritual jade, and can only temper his physical body. However, Rong Tianding has the Five Qi Chao Yuan Technique, which can accumulate the cultivation gained through hard work of the body.

Even if Rong Tianding went to practice outside the city for a few days from time to time, it would still be cost-effective.

Maybe next year Rong Tianding will be a monk in the body control realm or even the true spirit realm. Even if he cannot reach the ideal realm, the accompanying effects of the spirit jade will allow low-level monks to make rapid progress.

Zhang Xuezhou was thinking about many things, and from time to time he placed spiritual jade on various acupoints on his body, seeking to moisturize his body as quickly as possible.

"Cousin, Miss Wei is here!"

It was only when Rong Tianding shouted that Zhang Xuezhou came back to his senses. It was already dawn outside, and there was already a layer of white snow outside the window sill.

There was Rong Tianding's voice outside the house, and Wei Shao'er's very unfamiliar gentle voice, mixed with the servants' voices saying "Be careful on the snow," and some sounds of clearing the snow.

Wei Shaoer's array was a bit big. Zhang Xuezhou looked at the jade and felt that there was no place to hide the jade in the room, so he had to stuff it under the bed first.

In any case, this piece of jade has fulfilled most of its purposes for him.

As long as he can get rid of the complications caused by Taiqing's powerful release this time, this jade can also be successful.

In addition to being used by Rong Tianding, Zhang Xuezhou could even return it to Emperor Jing after relaxing the guard in Yangling.

He simply packed up and got up.

"I'm telling you, my cousin was just brought back yesterday. He's seriously ill... Oh, cousin, don't get up!"

Seeing Zhang Xuezhou propped up on the bed, Rong Tianding pushed the door open and rushed over quickly.

"The wind is very cold and the door is almost closed. When the wind blows, my cousin stops playing!"

Rong Tianding shouted, and Wei Shao'er who was following behind stretched out his hand. All the servants who were following him immediately stopped, and two apprentices from the Imperial Hospital directly blocked the way.

When Young Master Wei pushed the door of the wing open, the door was closed.

"It seems that you have indeed been seriously ill!"

Seeing Zhang Xuezhou's blushing face, Wei Shaoer felt relieved.

Zhang Xuezhou is indeed seriously ill, otherwise he would not have been taken to the hospital, but as long as Zhang Xuezhou wakes up, this guy will be able to save himself very quickly.

This guy is obviously using Taiqingzhen Technique to forcibly heal.

This was Wei Shaoer's medical experience that she had had too many times, and it also allowed her to see at a glance the strength of Zhang Xuezhou's body.

No matter what you say, Zhang Xuezhou should not die now.