Chapter 192 Fairy Stone Full

"Hmm?" Zhang Zixuan was shocked that the Bodhisattva of the King of Tibet had absolutely no reason to deceive him, and he did have an inexplicable sense of restlessness in his heart recently. Is it true that his heart is rising and his internal breath is not in tune?

When the Bodhisattva of the King of Dizang saw that Zhang Zixuan was still not performing, he continued to say, "When you went crazy, I once explored the spiritual knowledge into your body. I have specially observed the way you practice, just like my hunch! You actually practice two extremely powerful skills at the same time! This ordinary person dares not try, not to mention that you are still the body of Jiulong fire?

Zhang Zixuan didn't expect that the Bodhisattva King of Dizang even knew this, so he turned around and asked, "What should I do?"

"If this method is effective quickly, it can only treat the symptoms but not the root causes, and the cost is too large, which is really not a good method. As for the root cure, there is only one way..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Zixuan finally knew what the purpose of the Bodhisattva King of Dizang said so much! However, he still pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Huh? Tell me..."

The Bodhisattva of the King of Dizang looked at Zhang Zixuan with a smile and said word by word, "Don't kill!"

"I understand what the senior means. All right, I'll put down that man's name. Zhang Zixuan sighed and stood up from Shi**: "But seniors always give me a promise!"

"Good!" The Bodhisattva of the King of Tibet nodded slightly and said, "My promise is that if the King of Qin Guang and others dare to extend the butcher knife to you again. I'm sure I won't stop you with a backhand knife!"

"That's it!" Zhang Zixuan nodded. It's not that he doesn't want revenge, but compared with revenge, the Tibetan Bodhisattva has a greater kindness to himself. Not only did you waste a peerless magic weapon and try your best to save yourself, but also lend a helping hand when you go crazy to make your "chaotic body" that has not made progress for a long time go deep into the situation of Dacheng!

Letting go of King Qin Guang is also a kind of reward for him! From then on, he will not owe anything to the Bodhisattva of the King of Dizang. Even if he prevents himself from killing those "killers" in the future, he will definitely turn a blind eye to it.

As for the "heart fire rise", he always thought that he could indeed control his actions, only kill those who should be killed, and not those who failed. But asking for a clear conscience is his long-cherished wish in his life!

"Thank you very much." The Bodhisattva of the Dizang King smiled. How can Zhang Zixuan escape his magic eyes? As long as Zhang Zixuan does not step his feet into the hell and will not get the hell involved in future wars, that's enough!

When he walked to the door, the Bodhisattva of Dizang turned around and suddenly woke up, "by the way, the girl who has been accompanying you, I sent her to bed. She has been staying outside the door and waiting for you to wake up these days. It's really too hard. Since ancient times, it's hard to have a good life. You have to take more care of her.

"Hmm." Indeed, among so many women, he felt that the most indebable was Yan Laihong, who forced her to have sex with her when she was unwilling. Therefore, she is the first person who really belongs to her. But on the other hand, I have never done anything for her, but also because of my own reasons, I have never told her what I really think in my heart, and even deliberately ventiled with her...

Now think about it, I was really a child at that time! If you can be humble and tell her how you feel, maybe you won't end up like this.

"Sir, may I ask..." A very soft voice came from outside the door, like a nine-day fairy song, gentle and touching.

Zhang Zixuan turned his head and found that it was indeed Di Hong. At this moment, she looked at herself curiously as if she didn't know herself, and a deep worry appeared in her eyes. It seems that she is afraid that Zhang Zixuan will leave her and return to the human world.

It must be because my image has changed a lot now. She didn't see it at the moment, right? When Zhang Zixuan thought of this, he suddenly wanted to tease her. He frowned and said to Di Hong, "Miss, is Yan Laihong? The gentleman here has already left. Before leaving, he asked me to say goodbye to you.

"Farewell..." Yan Laihong turned his eyes to the outside and muttered, "Is it goodbye?"

"Yes!" Zhang Zixuan quietly walked to Yan Laihong and asked softly, "Miss, what's wrong with you? Is that gentleman your partner?

When Yan Laihong heard the words, he looked at the distance bitterly: "It's not like that. We're just friends."

"Oh?" Seeing her like this, Zhang Zixuan couldn't bear to deceive her anymore. He smiled and asked, "We're just friends, aren't we?" Then why didn't you recognize my appearance?"

"Yes..." Di Hong didn't care about Zhang Zixuan's words at first. When she reacted, she turned around in astonishment and looked at Zhang Zixuan in a daze: "You mean... are you?"

"What? Who do you think I am?" Zhang Zixuan looked at her with a smile and stopped talking.

"You...aren't you the master of treating Zixuan?" Di Hong didn't seem to believe it. She couldn't help looking at Zhang Zixuan and frowned slightly and asked, "Who are you?"

Only then did Zhang Zixuan remember that his current appearance was indeed a little similar to that of the Bodhisattva of the King of Dizang and others. No wonder Di Hong did not dare to recognize him. He dared to mistake him for the Bodhisattva of the King of Dizang!

"Although it's a little similar, I still retain my original heroic posture, right?" Zhang Zixuan said with a wry smile. However, soon he saw a piece of blue jade in Di Hong's pink neck. The appearance of this jade is quite good. The whole jade reveals an antique charm, and its shape is like a phoenix that is about to fly, which is very exquisite.

As the saying goes, the sword is given to the hero, and the beautiful jade is matched with the beautiful woman. This piece of jade is worn on Di Hong's neck. Under the echo of the two, it happens to complement each other, showing each other's excellence.

Zhang Zixuan pointed to this jade and asked, "How about it? Is the power of this treasure Su Mingpei good?"

"You are really..." Only then did Di Hong react and stared at Zhang Zixuan seriously, with deep emotion in her eyes: "Zixuan..."

"Don't... Don't cry... It's been hard for you during this period." Something in Zhang Zixuan's heart seemed to melt in an instant, and a kind of heart-writhing pain made him involuntarily hold Di Hong gently in his arms and love him at will.

"It's not bitter, as long as you are willing to pick me up, nothing is bitter! Nothing counts! I love you, I love you so much! Even if the ten-layer hell is stopped, I can't stop loving you!" Di Hong hugged Zhang Zixuan's waist tightly, and tears couldn't help falling down, wetting Zhang Zixuan's skirt.

To be honest, Zhang Zixuan is really not used to such a fierce love confession. He stroked the green silk on Di Hong's head with a smile: "Bad girl, my nose is running on my clothes!"

"It's annoying!" Di Hong raised her head, rubbed her red eyes, and finally burst into tears and smiled.

Zhang Zixuan's disappearance for dozens of days made everyone worried. Fortunately, Yi Jiao is still as usual - this is also the reason why Zhang Zixuan often disappears inexplicably. The power of Yijiao has always been in the hands of Feng Tiancheng, the substitute...

"The collection of fairy stone mine has gradually reached the end stage, but the results are still gratifying." Although Meng Yu gradually faded out of the stage of Yijiao, she couldn't bear to see her husband's busy life. From time to time, she still served as a virtuous "foreign" assistant of Feng Tiancheng to help Feng Tiancheng deal with some ** problems. After all, the internal affairs talents she trained herself are still a little immature.

Feng Tiancheng is also happy: "612 top-grade fairy stones, more than 9,000 middle-grade fairy stones, and countless lower-grade fairy stones. This is simply the most abundant fairy stone vein since the beginning of the world! Fortunately, these fairy stone mines are in our Yijiao itself, and we don't even dare to touch the blood gate. Otherwise, it will be a bloody storm!"

"If it hadn't been for the spiritual practice conference, I guess it would have set off a bloody storm..." Meng Yu said here, closed the file on his hand, and said, "Since the spiritual practice conference, the momentum of Yi Jiao has been growing. It is also a valuable business to exchange six innate spiritual treasures and some low-grade fairy stones in exchange for such a strong momentum of Yi Jiao.

"The most important thing is to let the good and evil sit down peacefully for the first time and negotiate the planning of the future spiritual world, which is the real harvest." Feng Tiancheng frowned and continued to say, "Xuemen, it's still a big problem for us now. I believe that if those sects do not join our righteous alliance and work together to eradicate the Blood Gate, they will not help the Blood Gate attack Yijiao.

Meng Yu nodded and added, "The premise is that Yi Jiao itself should establish an image of standing!"

"I really can't figure out which sect can uproot today's Yijiao now..." Feng Tiancheng touched his head and pretended to have a headache, which was quite a sense of loneliness.

"You!" Meng Yu was angry and funny. He stretched out his green jade fingers and pointed to Feng Tiancheng's forehead and said, "Don't think about what is the real reason why Yijiao is so prosperous today?"

"Do you mean Zixuan?" When Feng Tiancheng heard Meng Yu's words, he came to his senses from his complacency: "That boy, why haven't you come back yet? The spiritual land to be given to him is overgrown with weeds. If it really doesn't work, I'd better use that place as a dit for easy teaching.

Meng Yu asked with some surprise, "Why, you are not worried about Zixuan's life at all?"

Worried? I'm worried about what the hell!" Feng Tiancheng looked depressed and said, "At first, the boy ran around. To be honest, I was really worried about his life! Later, I suddenly found that the boy was not good at anything, but in good health. Like a cockroach, it won't die no matter how you hit it, but it's getting stronger and stronger..."

"Look at his current cultivation level, can we predict it? Even if it's against the fairy court... against the whole hell, I'm afraid it will be as easy as walking in the idle court!"

"Huh? This is also a question. I'm surprised why Zixuan's strength has progressed so fast? Meng Yu frowned and meditated and said, "Do you remember when you first met him in Yujianzong? At that time, he was obviously a fledgling little head. Although his potential was infinite, he was just a piece of strength. It's been a few years..."

"He... the bigger he is, the stronger he is!" Feng Tiancheng pouted and seemed to have some resentment: "Don't you notice it? Every time he goes through a life-and-death war, he will grow up quickly... Huh? Who are you? Where did it come from?

The expression on Feng Tiancheng's face suddenly changed, and he looked solemnly at the nameless man at the door - a handsome and extraordinary young man! There was a strange smile on the young man's face, which seemed to be greeting himself and laughing at himself...

It is quite extraordinary to be able to break into the Yijiao Qiankun Building, not to mention that he was close to himself within three feet without not realing it?

"Hmm?" After all, Meng Yu is more careful. He has long noticed that the clothes and behavior of the comer, as well as the temperament of the person who is restless and restless, all like a person. And only this person can so easily avoid all the prohibitions and formations in Yijiao and come to them quietly: "Are you... Zixuan?"

"Aunt Meng is still awesome!" Zhang Zixuan looked at Feng Tiancheng with a smile and said, "I've already heard Uncle Feng say bad things about me at the door..."

"Are you Zixuan?" Feng Tiancheng looked at him thoughtfully for a while, and then laughed happily: "Hahahaha, you can do it! We all know that you can change your skills. Hurry up and take back your little white face. I still like your original appearance! Look at you now, it's as white as lime!"

Zhang Zixuan's smile immediately turned into a wry smile: "Well, this appearance can only be like this in the future..." After saying that, he narrated his recent experience with the two.

This kind of ups and downs and waves of experience made Feng Tiancheng and Meng Yu follow his story and change the expression on his face.

"It turns out that hell also has such powerful spells?" Feng Tiancheng looked apprehed and asked, "Intracting the power of the world, Zixuan, are you really not lying?"

"No." In fact, Zhang Zixuan has also studied this kind of magic array. When he was in the battle, he clearly felt the pressure of this kind of array. The rotation of the ten halls is the key to the power of the whole hell. As for the anti-God trick of "reversing the universe", he was seizing the time to repair the damaged spiritual knowledge, so he didn't care.

Even so, how can Zhang Zixuan not detect such a powerful move that causes such a strong change around him? If it hadn't attracted the power of hell, with the help of the ten halls of hell, you wouldn't be able to make such a powerful move when you die!

"I see. I will report this matter secretly. Although the spiritual world has no intersection with hell, if the hell masters such a strong move, Yi Jiao can't help but regard it as a strong enemy.

"Well, that's right. You want me to contact Ruan Jingtian from Momen, but I'm waiting for you until today! In addition, Hu Danxin of Qingqiu Academy also left an invitation. After inviting you back, you can visit their Qingqiu Academy. It seems that the little girl named Ling Tianxing also has a lot of thoughts about you!"

"Uncle Feng, the older you get, the more you are! It doesn't look who is by your side..." Zhang Zixuan smiled gently at Meng Yu, and the latter immediately rewarded Feng Tiancheng with a chestnut.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Zixuan also laughed happily, and then said, "Uncle Feng, you are asking for trouble... By the way, where is Ruan Jingtian now?"

Feng Tiancheng touched the drum bag on his forehead, stared at Zhang Zixuan fiercely, and said, "It's still in the bedroom of the spiritual practice conference. There's nothing I can do. Many other places need to be kept secret. Speaking of which, the three corpses of the Blood Gate also live there!"

"I see. I'm going to solve the problem for you..." Zhang Zixuan bowed deeply to Feng Tiancheng and Meng Yu, exited the door, and ran to the bedroom.

The most stifling thing in the world is the end of heroes and the sunset of beauty.

So in this world, most men have become treacherous, and beauties have also become ungraceful. Because only treachery can find a way out, and only unfeeling will not be trapped by love. In the end, you will be depressed and feel sad and resentful because of the increasing decline.

However, there is still a beauty in the world, leaning in front of the window to guard the green empty bamboo in her hand, with a resentful and sad face.

She is dressed in men's clothing, but it is difficult to hide the little girl's jasper feelings. She gently plays the bamboo flute and jumps out a graceful and melodious flute, sometimes high, bright and powerful, sometimes beautiful and exquisite and gorgeous, like admiration, like crying. The high place is as vast as Feng Xu's wind, but I don't know where it is. In the low place, it floats like the independence of the world, feathering and ascending to immortals!

Just as the sound of the song lingered in my ears, the whole song suddenly stopped and there was no sound.

"What a beautiful flute sound!" Zhang Zixuan happened to hear this wonderful flute and took the opportunity to enter the room.

"Ah!" Ruan Jingtian screamed and said, "You... why are you so hasty? Don't you know that there is a difference between men and women, and you should be polite?

"Ha ha, Miss's flute is really rare! Zhang has already been fascinated, that's why he made such an unexpected move!" Saying this, Zhang Zixuan turned back out of the room and closed the door. In a moment, he knocked on the door frame again: "Excuse me, Miss Ruan, is she there?"

"Please come in..." Ruan Jingtian put the jade flute next to the table, and then brought tea. He looked like a master: "Sir, I have been here for dozens of days. When I came here this time, can I finally find out what's the matter with me?"

I didn't expect that the first person to recognize me would be a stranger! Zhang Zixuan sighed in his heart and said, "Yes, I think Miss should be a hermit sect - the descendant of Momen, right?"

"Uh-huh!" Ruan Jingtian agreed without pause and thought to himself: What the master said was really right. As soon as he saw my Mu Lang, he knew that I was the son of Momen!

Seeing that Ruan Jingtian was so simple, Zhang Zixuan asked the truth and no longer beat around the bush: "Then I'll ask you again, how many people are there in Momen besides you?"

"Except for me, there is only the family teacher Jue Mingzi." When Ruan Jingtian said this, he felt a little strange: "Master Zhang, what do you ask me about these things?"

"No it!" Zhang Zixuan replied with a smile, "I just want to meet your master. Presumably, the young lady won't refuse me, will she?"