Wild boar

Chapter 327 The White Lady

After Zhu Zishan crossed his legs and entered meditation.

Bai Hu Zhuiyue didn't want to talk to Bai Yunting and others, so he turned into a ray of light and left at an astonishing speed.

See the woman in white's escaping light floating away.

Bai Yunting frowned.

The origin of this woman in white was mysterious. After meeting her, she left without saying a word.

In addition to being confusing, there is also a rather unreal feeling...

"Sister!"

"master."

A pair of boys and girls came from a distance, it was Bai Yu'er and Liang Feixue.

"Shh... keep your voice down! Don't disturb Elder Zhu's enlightenment." Bai Yunting took her sister Bai Yu'er's hand and lowered her voice.

Chen Jianru also patted his disciple and showed a happy smile that he would survive the disaster.

"You guys get out of the way first. I want to arrange a magic circle for Elder Zhu so that he can realize his enlightenment in the circle without being disturbed." Bai Yunting said in a low voice.

Everyone nodded and retreated more than ten feet. Bai Yunting arranged a green defensive array around Zhu Zishan. In addition to isolating sound, this array also has the effect of gathering spirits, spiritual gods, and requieming souls. It is already considered. It's a Tao formation.

In this Tao formation, Zhu Zishan can completely achieve enlightenment without worrying about any external interference.

"Fortmaster, what should I do with this thing?" Kong Jinsheng asked, pointing to the Vajra Demon-Conquering Pestle that fell to the ground hundreds of meters away.

"Wei Jiyuan! Did you bring the Hercules Talisman?" Bai Yunting turned around and asked.

"I brought two." Wei Jiyuan of White Castle Talisman Hall said with his fists clasped.

"Well, you and Kong Jinsheng put this vajra demon-conquering pestle next to Elder Zhu. This thing is naturally capable of restraining ghosts and evil spirits. It is a self-defense weapon for Elder Zhu. It should not be too far away from him." Bai Yunting ordered.

"Okay!" After Wei Jiyuan finished speaking, he slapped a tension talisman on himself and Kong Jinsheng each, and then the two of them worked together to lift the vajra demon-subduing pestle and put it outside the light mask.

"Is it appropriate to put such an important treasure here?" Kong Jinsheng asked.

"It doesn't matter! This treasure cannot be refined. No one can use it except Elder Zhu who can barely use it." Bai Yunting explained.

Kong Jinsheng's eyes flashed and he remembered the words "cannot be refined" in his mind.

suddenly.

Zhu Zishan, who was in the Tao formation and had entered the state of enlightenment, tilted his neck and salivation from a sweet dream flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The glistening saliva expanded and contracted in response to Zhu Zishan's snoring.

It is asleep.

After the battle, Elder Zhukov had a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for enlightenment and actually fell asleep...

"Master, do you want to send Elder Zhu back?" Cheng Qianying asked.

Bai Yunting shook her head, sat cross-legged and said, "You go back, I will wait here."

Zhu Zishan fell asleep for seven days and seven nights.

Sleep is the only secret way to nourish the soul. Even ordinary people can cultivate their souls as long as they sleep peacefully.

The souls of monks are relatively powerful. They can go for years or even decades without sleeping, and their souls will not feel tired at all.

Even if the soul is slightly tired after high-intensity alchemy, weapon refining or fighting, it will recover quickly as long as it takes a nap.

There is a mysterious connection between the physical body and the soul. This is the consensus of the immortal world. The stronger the physical body, the better the effect of sleeping on the soul.

In order to expel the possessing ghost, Zhu Zishan took the risk and cast the soul-destroying curse in his body.

Although the possessed ghost was frightened away, Zhu Zishan's own soul was also seriously injured. If it drags on for any longer, it will not only be as simple as soul fatigue, but may even cause amnesia, disability, and a drop in IQ... According to Zhu Zishan's physical strength , after one night's sleep, the tyrannical body can nourish his wounded soul until it fully recovers.

But he slept for seven days and seven nights, and the reason was because of greed!

Greed even made Zhu Zishan almost die.

The altar is the center of the spirit, energy and spirit, and the throne of the physical dynasty.

The shrine that was forcibly built by the fierce ghosts in the middle stage of god training with powerful magic power did not have a soul to take over. It was like the dynasty lacked an emperor. As long as the soul took over, Zhu Zishan could immediately inherit the great treasure and become the emperor.

As long as the soul enters it, Zhu Zishan can immediately enter the second small realm of the divine training stage, the divine platform realm, saving countless hard work of cultivation.

If you don't take advantage of this, you'd be a bastard.

Zhu Zishan immediately meditated cross-legged and settled his soul on the dark island.

It's a pity that Zhu Zishan ignored two issues while the abacus was ringing.

The first is that Zhu Zishan’s soul had been injured at that time and he had to sleep and rest his soul immediately;

The second is that the dark island in the sea of ​​​​consciousness is a shrine built by ghosts and ghosts in the sea of ​​​​consciousness in Zhuzi Mountain. There are great hidden dangers in the first place.

In his sleep, Zhu Zishan seemed to dream that he inherited a dynasty. He wore a crown, ascended the throne as emperor, and all living beings fell at his feet. Then he fell ill and began to seek immortality, take elixirs, and have a harem. There were so many beauties that he really had no interest in intervening in government affairs.

The inherited dynasty originally had many hidden dangers. Zhu Zishan was ill and was not diligent in his duties. He stayed in the harem day and night to recuperate with the beauties. In the end, the huge dynasty collapsed and Zhu Zishan's harem burst into flames. There was a raging fire, and the three thousand beauties and the huge harem were burned to the ground.

Countless crazy rebels wanted to kill Zhu Zishan, but Zhu Zishan could only disguise himself as a civilian to escape.

Fortunately, Zhu Zishan had never been in charge of government affairs, so none of the rebels recognized him.

He finally got his wish and became a commoner.

After the fall of the dynasty, Zhu Zishan lived deep in the mountains, cultivating one-third of an acre of land, working at sunrise and resting at sunset...

The spring breeze and autumn rain add to the white hair, and the cold and heat in the wilderness change the beauty.

The floating life is like a dream, and the past is like clouds and smoke.

Decades of time passed by in a hurry. In a rare kind of leisure and tranquility, Zhu Zishan felt relaxed as never before, and the stubborn diseases that were entangled in his body were finally healed. As if overnight, he became a physically strong man. young man.

At this time, Zhu Zishan finally woke up from his sleep.

His spirit was full and even better than before.

When Zhu Zishan woke up, it was around three or four in the morning.

He felt the level of hunger in his belly and knew that he might have slept for seven or eight days.

There is a clear layer of light outside him, which is obviously a running formation.

Being in this formation, traces of spiritual energy are gathering towards him. This is a Tao formation that assists in cultivation.

Zhu Zishan gently touched the light mask, and people walked out of the light mask without any hindrance.

Outside the light shield, next to a dead tree stump, a woman in white palace attire with a face like a jade plate was sleeping in her clothes.

Her long eyelashes, the tips of her hair, and even her shawl were covered with a thin layer of dew, which meant that she had been waiting here for a long time.

The Taoist array needed to be replaced with spiritual stones. As long as Zhu Zishan slept in it, Bai Yunting, who was proficient in the array, guarded outside it.

She is indeed my white lady. What more can a husband ask for when he has such a wife?

Zhu Zishan patted his storage bag and took out a large fur coat.

Although for a monk, a big coat may not be able to protect him from the cold, but it is Zhu Zishan's heart.

When Zhu Zishan wanted to put the big fur on White Snake, she suddenly opened her eyes.

(End of this chapter)