I have a Qiankun Ring

Chapter 302: Zhichan

"My good disciple, I'm going to catch you without mercy!" Mingzhi said slowly.

Zhichan's eyes suddenly became distracted when he heard Mingzhi's words, and the spiritual energy in his body became chaotic at the moment.

Seeing that his attack method was successful, Akechi couldn't help but smile, and his eyes looking at Zhichan became much softer.

Standing in the distance, Zhiming couldn't help being shocked when he saw Zhichan looking like this, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes when he looked at Zhizhi.

"Master, it was the disciple's fault. The disciple should not have betrayed the master." Zhichan said these words softly, and his eyes gradually became moist.

"My child, Master will not blame you. As long as you are willing to admit your mistakes, Yongshou Temple will be your forever home."

As Akechi spoke these words in a soft tone, the spiritual giant behind Zhizen also became transparent.

"It seems that Zhichan has completely let down his guard." Seeing this, Zhiming transformed himself into the form of an external demon and began to return to his human form.

Zhichan fell towards the ground. When he was still a few feet away from the ground, the spiritual giant behind him completely disappeared.

Seeing this, Mingzhi raised a smile on his lips, walked over to Zhichan and said with a smile: "Disciple, master will help you get rid of your inner demons."

After saying that, he was about to put his hand on Zhichan's head, and a faint light appeared on his palm.

When Zhi Ming saw the light in Ming Zhi's hand, his whole body shuddered, as if he thought of something extremely uncomfortable, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

"It will be a little painful at first, but you'll be fine as long as you get over it!" Mingzhi comforted softly.

At this moment, the palm of his hand was already on Zhichan's head, and just when he was about to unleash his spiritual power, Zhichan's eyes suddenly changed, with a sly look on his face.

Before Akechi could react, he grabbed Akechi's hand and showed a proud smile on his face after his plan succeeded.

"Master, you are careless!"

After saying that, he grabbed Akechi's hand and stirred up a large amount of spiritual power to attack Akechi's meridians.

"How is it possible? No one can resist my illusion. Besides, you are just a golden elixir monk!" Mingzhi said in a voiceless voice.

Zhizen accelerated his speed and attacked Akechi, and said lightly: "Before I entered Yongshou Temple, I investigated your details clearly. Akechi, you are good at using illusions to attack enemies, and you can often drag people into illusions. The other party doesn't know it. In order to deal with your illusion, I have specially strengthened my training in spiritual consciousness. Your illusion is completely useless to me. "

At this moment, Zhichan's spiritual power has followed Zhizhi's meridians to the vicinity of his Dantian. As long as he goes one step further, the cause in his Dantian can be completely detonated.

Upon seeing this, Zhi Ming was about to step forward to help Zhi Ming fight against Zhi Chan, but Zhi Chan shouted: "If I were you, I would stay where you are."

"What do you mean!"

Zhichan sneered: "A poor guy with a wooden head who is being taken advantage of."

Then he looked at Akechi: "I'd better trouble Master to give the order. I'm afraid that my senior brother will get too close to me and make me do something extraordinary."

After hearing this, Zhiming felt slighted and the muscles on his face kept twitching, and the scales that had just disappeared resurfaced again.

Mingzhi laughed loudly after hearing Zhichan's words: "My good disciple really impressed me."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Mingzhi who was not far away and said softly: "Stay where you are and don't move. Let's see how my master punishes this traitor today." ’

After hearing this, Zhiming's face lit up and he nodded quickly.

Zhichan frowned slightly: 'You are still talking arrogantly when death is imminent! ’

Mingzhi sneered: "Disciple, don't you think that if you practice your spiritual consciousness for a few more days, you can resist my illusion!" Take a closer look at where your hands are holding. ’

After Mingzhi said what he said, a strange scene happened. The hand that originally held the monk Mingzhi was actually squeezing his neck.

Seeing this situation, Zhi Chan had a look of horror on his face: ‘How is that possible! ’

Seeing this situation, Zhiming also had a look of surprise on his face.

"Disciple, from the first moment you saw me, you fell under my illusion."

Zhichan struggled so hard that he wanted to loosen the hand holding his neck, but found that it had no effect. Moreover, the hand holding his neck continued to exert force, and his entire neck had been pinched by this huge force. It was dark purple, and a small amount of blood oozed from the place where the nails came into contact.

Golden elixir monks don't need to breathe like ordinary people. Even if their necks are strangled, they can still look calm. However, if this continues, it will only be a matter of time before their necks are strangled.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. I have been wary of you since I saw you. How did I fall into this illusion?"

Zhichan asked loudly in an almost growling tone.

Akechi smiled and said nothing, just shook his head.

"Master, stop talking nonsense with this traitor and finish him off quickly to prevent long nights and endless dreams."

After Mingzhi glanced at Zhiming with cold eyes, Zhiming felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and immediately closed his mouth and stopped talking.

"Ever since you became my disciple, I have liked you very much. I like your intelligence and diligence. Even when I found out that you were a spy sent by Banshan Temple to the temple, I still admire you so much."

After Mingzhi finished speaking, he sighed helplessly: "It's a pity that if everything in the world could be done according to people's wishes, there wouldn't be so much suffering."

After saying that, Mingzhi looked into Zhichan's eyes and said softly: "Apprentice, in the end, I finally thought of a way for you to stay by my side forever without offending the demon lord."

"Now let me help you relieve your pain!"

After saying that, he put his hand on Zhichan's head again. Zhichan, who sensed the danger, struggled desperately to get rid of Mingzhi's illusion, but it didn't work. He could only watch Mingzhi put his hand on his head.

As the spiritual power entered Zhichan's brain, Zhichan's eyes gradually became cloudy, and his mouth unconsciously opened wide and saliva flowed out.

At the same time, a humming sound came out of his throat, and warm liquid flowed out between his legs.

"Hey, if it's a cultivator below the Jindan stage, why bother so much!" Mingzhi said coldly when he saw Zhichan like this.

Zhiming looked at this scene in surprise, and his heart was horrified beyond words.

At this moment, something was faintly moving under Mingzhi's skin, following Mingzhi's meridians to the palm on Zhichan's head, and then suddenly drilled into Zhichan's body.

Then Zhichan's whole body shook violently, and his originally cloudy eyes became energetic again.

Mingzhi nodded with satisfaction when he saw this: "My dear disciple, how do you feel?"

Zhichan showed a sly smile: "The new body is good, and it makes me feel the power I haven't felt for a long time."

After saying that, he looked at Zhiming with a strange smile: "Brother, how are you?"

Zhiming shuddered after hearing this, and said in a slightly surprised tone: "Are you still Zhichan?"

Zhichan looked at Zhiming and then at Mingzhi and sneered: "What do you think!"

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