Rebirth: Marrying a Bamboo

Xie Zhiyu waited below until Zhao Fushuang woke up after persisting for twenty days.

Looking at Zhao Fushuang's eyes that had already recovered their clarity, Xie Zhiyu said hesitantly, "Junior Sister, I'm afraid I have to leave."

Zhao Fu gave a double pause.

But after thinking about it, yes, now that the growth of spiritual consciousness has slowed down, it is better to go out to practice and improve your cultivation base here to fight Jieyun here, and it is serious to match your cultivation base with a powerful spiritual consciousness.

"Have you cut enough [-] strands of robbery clouds?" Every time you kill [-] strands of robbery clouds, a teleportation array will be opened, and Xie Zhiyu has already missed two teleportation arrays.

"Yes, Jieyun will become stronger and stronger in the later stage, but it is enough to deal with it with the strength of your spiritual consciousness."

Yes, since that time when she cut off three strands of Jieyun in a row, in the past ten years, she has never killed Jieyun again, nor has she returned to the palace.

Her current spiritual strength should be twenty times that of the same level of cultivation, and Xie Zhiyu's improvement is far above hers, and she was praised by Jinlong.

Zhao Fu said: "Brother, you have already killed thirty strands of Jieyun, why don't you charge the Dao Yuanzhu?"

Hearing this, Xie Zhiyu laughed: "I have never thought about Dao Yuanzhu, and I don't need it. I have not left these years. One is that I am afraid that something will happen later, and you will be in danger; the other is that I want to cut it until In the end, I can resist one or two for you and help you get the Dao Yuanzhu."

"But now, when I cut 31 strands of robbery cloud, the No. 30 first-floor palace door has not been opened."

"Jinlong said that for every ten doors to be opened in the future, one must have entered the reward pool of the tear realm once and received the reward from the reward pool to open it, and the requirement for obtaining the Daoyuan plant is to have entered all the reward pools of the tear realm. Pool."

"In this way, I am also relieved. You have entered the reward pool once, and you can open the door of the palace on the No. 40th floor at most, and then you have to leave. I think with the strength of your spiritual consciousness, you will be able to get through it safely."

Everyone's choice is different. Although Xie Zhiyu didn't say anything, she knew that he was hiding something from her. He wanted to leave very early, but he stayed here because he was afraid that she would be in danger.

Zhao Fushuang felt a little ashamed, "Brother, take care."

Xie Zhiyu looked at her, patted her on the head gently, and said softly, "Take care."

Xie Zhiyu entered the reward pool on the tenth floor and left.

And Zhao Fushuang's palace gate was still on the fifth floor, so he couldn't see him off.

She still wants to know the story of her previous life.

However, after so many years, Jieyun has become a threshold in her heart, and she must kill to resolve her obsession!
In another ten years, Zhao Fushuang was finally able to hold a stalemate with Jieyun for a month.

Her spiritual consciousness is about 25 times that of a person of the same cultivation level, which is also at her limit.

After so many years of persistence, it is time to verify the results!

Zhao Fushuang looked up at the thick black calamity cloud, her heart was firm and her brows were calm.

What she wants is not to wait for Jie Yun to interfere with her, what she needs is to take the initiative!
"Go!" Spiritual consciousness condensed into a hundred sharp swords, and with an order, he cut Jieyun away without hesitation.

But when he ran into Jieyun, he didn't even break through the opponent's defense.

Jie Yun seemed to crack a disdainful smile, mocking her overreaching herself!
Zhao Fushuang clearly knew that the strength of Jieyun at this moment was still beyond her reach.

However, after 40 years of sharpening the sword, there is no possibility of shrinking from the sword!

"Break it for me!" Zhao Fu put her hands behind her back, her eyes were firm, her red lips were slightly parted, she poured out her strongest consciousness, and her obsession melted into a hundred swords.

The stalemate lasted for a day.

When Zhao Fushuang's consciousness was withdrawn bit by bit, she heard some disillusioned voice.

Still not working?
Why is it still not working? !

No, she gave it too much face.

Since ancient times, evil has never suppressed righteousness, and she can only win!

At this point, within the sea of ​​consciousness, she seemed to hear something breaking out of the ground.

In a blink of an eye, her spiritual consciousness, which was 25 times better than that of people of the same level of cultivation, began to increase crazily.

26 times, 27 times, 28 times, 29 times, thirty times.
forty times.
When her spiritual consciousness grew to forty times that of others, her spiritual consciousness attack gradually reversed from being weak.

fifty times.
sixty times.
At the time of sixty times, her consciousness pushed Jieyun back inch by inch.

seventy times.
eighty times.
With a click, the sound of Baijian piercing through the sky is so clear.

That voice blossomed in her heart.

Wushuang, I have never been ashamed of empathizing with you!
Even though it was just breaking Jieyun's defense, even though the hundred swords transformed from her divine consciousness were crushed in an instant after breaking Jieyun's defense, she was still very happy.

She knew that one day, she would be able to overcome it!
"Zhao Fushuang, wake up, don't sleep, get up and practice." Zhao Fushuang woke up to Jin Long's flattering cry.

Zhao Fushuang lay quietly for a long time before lazily replying, "Why don't you call me little baby?"

Jin Long smiled cheerfully: "Only the strong are worthy of having a name. Although you only hurt Jieyun's fur, with your cultivation level, it is great to be able to hurt Jieyun."

Zhao Fushuang flexed her muscles and landed in front of the palace gate.

After taking two steps, she asked in surprise, "Can I practice?"

The power that imprisoned her dantian disappeared.

Previously, since entering the stone house, her dantian was imprisoned.

"Yes, those who break through forty palace gates can practice. Don't worry about practicing here. You will have countless sun crystals and moonstones to use. You can also use mana when you attack Jieyun in the future."

Jinlong and You Rongyan are talking about their daughter: "In just 20 years, you have achieved eighty times more spiritual consciousness than ordinary people. You are the most determined person I have ever seen. You are like you in the last era. There are not many who are so desperate, and it is very possible to get the Dao Yuanzhu if you work hard."

Zhao Fushuang ignored Jinlong, got up and walked towards the sixth palace.

Jin Long felt ashamed to some extent, and pretended to be angry and said: "Zhao Fushuang, don't be disrespectful. If you can successfully slay Jieyun, whether you can get the Dao Yuan Orb in the end depends on the mood of the deity."

To see his mood?

I'm afraid he wants to get out of the bondage here even in his dreams. If he can go out, will he hesitate?

However, Zhao Fushuang thought of one thing: "You are right about Yuanzhu's being in Mayfly Mountain, right?"

"Naturally, the Dao Yuanzhu is equivalent to your human will, and it is the core of the entire Mayfly Mountain."

Zhao Fushuang: "Dao Yuanzhu must know what happened on Mayfly Mountain, right?"

Jinlong said arrogantly: "Naturally, Dao Yuanzhu and Mayfly Shan are one body, and they complement each other to create all things, and they are indispensable."

Zhao Fu squinted her eyes: "The Dao Yuanzhu can control the rules of Mayfly Mountain?"

"That's the same reason that your will can control you to do anything."

"Then I want to ask you, do you know the reason why Mayfly Mountain has the talent to devour people and expel a person from entering Mayfly Mountain? Dao Yuanzhu decided this kind of thing?"

The golden dragon who asked and answered suddenly seemed to be strangled by the neck.

"say something."

Jin Long hesitated for a long time before saying: "Well, that, um... who are you talking about?"

"Me!" Zhao Fu squinted her eyes, staring at Jin Long.

Since then, Jin Long suddenly became quiet, without a sound.

"Old dragon?"

"Long Zun?"

"Old thing?"

"The gatekeeper?"

"grandson?!"

……

No matter how humiliated Zhao Fushuang was, Jin Long never spoke again, not even humming.

(End of this chapter)