Chapter 84 Yue

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Chapter 84 Yue

Zhang Chong went out like a cannonball and lay on the ground. He couldn't move for a long time. His internal organs seemed to have moved their positions and kept swaying there.

He lay there, but it seemed that he had returned to the dream. The fairy in white, the tear, and the call made his physical injury completely better when he sat up from the ground.

"Who is this fairy? Why is she looking at me but calling Xu Ming? Who the hell is this Xuming?" Zhang Chong muttered these questions that he would never know the answer, and got up from the ground.

The attack just now was really fierce, but the scene was also surprisingly strange. Zhang Chong's eyes looked at the tree he had just attacked, but he could not see the traces left by his attack at all. And the green crystal fruit was not seen, and the place where he stayed was also intact.

Everything seemed to tell him that nothing had happened.

However, everything that just happened was really reflected in Zhang Chong's mind and has never been erased.

"Why is everything in front of you as if it hadn't happened?" Zhang Chong thought about this problem and kept thinking about the previous picture. The burning trees slowly turned into a transparent color and disappeared in front of his eyes. The green and crystal fruit came out where it disappeared.

He recalled the picture, and suddenly an idea rushed into his mind.

"Everything in front of us is not a forest, but a new array."

Once this idea rushed into his mind, it could no longer disperse. Thinking of the characteristics of the Shisha tribe and the previous place, he had every reason to believe that the forest he saw was not a forest at all, but his illusion. But can the array really be so magical that it can make him have an illusion?

Together with the array, it can only be said that Zhang Chong, who has just started, obviously can't figure out this situation. Therefore, he wanted to ask Wang Daozhong clearly, but this time, no matter how he shouted, Wang Daozhong did not respond.

After shouting for a long time, Zhang Chong also gave up his efforts. In addition to Wang Daozhong, the only thing that can solve his problem here is the Sleeping Heart Sutra and Xuanji's Ring.

Zhang Zhong said that his way of controlling fire has been practiced, and he didn't know whether he could see more things from his sleep. At present, he closed his eyes. Before long, he also went deep into sleep. This time, all he saw was the three talents of heaven and earth and fire control, and there was nothing else.

"Is this the whole of the Sleeping Heart Sutra?" Zhang Chong unwillingly tried again several times, but he didn't find any new differences. In desperation, he had no choice but to retreat.

This time, his mind flashed and came to the ring of Xuanji. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the ring, he heard a lazy voice and said,

"You finally came in." The voice scared him so much that he asked with his first reaction,

"Wang Daozhong?"

"In Wang Daozhong, I'm Yue. What's your name?"

"My name is Zhang Chong. Where are you?" Zhang Zhong listened to the voice warily and said his name, but he was thinking that it was not Wang Daozhong who deceived himself through disguise.

"Where am I? I've been in the ring." The voice replied lazily.

"Can I see you?" Zhang Chong asked cautiously.

"I want to see me. You have just finished the fire control practice. Your strength is too poor. How can you get me out of the second level of the Xuanji Ring?" Yue said. When he answered like this, Zhang Chong immediately knew that this man must not be Wang Daozhong, because although Wang Daozhong was in the ring, he did not know anything about his talisman and alchemy, let alone his fire control, which had just been cultivated today.

"It must be very strange. Let me tell you something first. I am the spirit of the ring of Xuanji, but before that, I have been sealed. To lift this first seal, I need to practice the art of fire control. You boy, you are lucky enough to get this Xuanji ring by you. Yue's voice always smells lazy.

"You are an artifact, so why are you sealed?"

"Nonsense, the one who can seal me is naturally my former master." At this time, Yue said the origin of the matter to Zhang Chong. It turned out that this Xuanji's ring was indeed the thing of the ancient monks. It belonged to a master named Lan Xiping. After thousands of years of hard practice, the man had reached the anti-sky level among the monks. He could extinguish a mountain in his breath, and his cultivation in talismanship, alchemy and refinery was equally powerful.

However, this person does not like to practice martial arts in his life, so he does not have powerful combat skills and magic weapons, and his achievements in alchemy and alchemy make him extremely rich. Therefore, he attracted many strong people who want to take these away from others.

And his cultivation is extremely high. Although he did not deliberately practice combat skills, he still killed many strong men. But after all, there were not many enemies. In the end, he was besieged by more than a dozen Mahayana-level immortals and was seriously injured. At the last moment, he fled to the wilderness with his skills. Before he died, he hid all his treasures in one place with great spells and named Xuanji Mansion, and the Ring of Xuanji and the Sleeping Heart Sutra are two. The only key that can open this Xuanji Mansion is only when you get these two at the same time can you get Lan Xiping's lifelong income.

And at his last moment, he also threw the Xuanji Ring and the Sleeping Heart Sutra to the difference. Just because in his heart, he believes that the road of monis cannot be seen through without great opportunity, so his intention is also the hope that he can take advantage of this to find this great opportunity.

"In this way, it seems that you are the one who has a great opportunity. You actually practiced the Sleeping Heart Sutra by you, and you happen to get the precept of Xuanji."

"But in this case, I got these two things. Why didn't he still let me see you and keep opening up the Xuanji Ring?" Zhang Chong couldn't help asking.

"Well, because my strength is too strong, and the road to practice is too difficult, Lan Xiping is worried that if I help too much from it, it will make the last master, that is, you, do not want to practice at all, but enjoy it, but live up to his expectations. At that time, he practiced to the level against the sky, and he was only one step away from becoming an immortal. This was a lifelong regret, and because of this, he hoped that the descendant who got his wealth could fulfill his wish and finally ascend to the fairyland through the road of monism.

"So it is," Zhang Chong heard this and roughly understood a lot. He never thought that there was such a big treasure in the ring of Xuan Ji. This really excited him. However, Yue didn't lose the opportunity to pour cold water on him and said lightly,

"If your qualifications are too poor, don't think about entering the Xuanji Mansion and looking for those treasures. The monks have a total of several levels of self-cultivation, qi, divine light, transformation, Shuntian and against the sky. In Xuanji Mansion, even if you have the Ring of Xuanji and the Sleeping Heart Sutra, if you fail to reach the transformation level, it is even at the door. It's impossible to get in."

After listening to this, Zhang Chong pinched his fingers and calculated again. At present, he has only broken through the self-cultivation level and came to the qi level, which is still far from the divine light level, not to mention the metamorphic level. When calculated, it should be far away.

"This Lan Xiping wants to find a blessed disciple, hasn't he found it? Is it necessary to set these many thresholds? Zhang Chong said secretly in his heart and thought of Yue again. At present, he also asked it,

"I am the new owner of Xuanji's ring. As an artifact, you should obey my command. Then can you tell me what you can do for me first?

He asked this sentence with longing, but unexpectedly, Yue's words shattered his beautiful imagination.

"I'm sorry, according to the setting of the former owner, when you don't reach the metamorphic level, my identity is your teacher."