Chapter 226: Who's Unlucky

Fu Bao's production zuò is really not as simple as the jade slip says.

Zhang Xiaohan only felt like a leaf swaying in the wind, and with the output of spiritual power, the pattern of the symbols on the rune treasure increased, and this feeling became more and more intense.

Finally, her body swayed unconsciously, and the spiritual power was suddenly and rapidly withdrawn, but the talisman pen was condensed, and the python skin under the pen suddenly became windless and automatic, and a large amount of spiritual power absorbed spread out from the pattern and dissipated in the air.

Zhang Xiaohan was stunned for a moment, and the feeling of being in the wind disappeared with the dissipation of spiritual power, and an unfinished symbol on the python skin on the table was left there, but whether it was blood or python skin, a little aura was gone.

Subconsciously touched the python skin lightly, and the python skin quietly shattered. Zhang Xiaohan frowned and put down the talisman pen.

The symbol of the hurricane technique was only less than a third of the way through, and the spiritual power in the body was not consumed as much as it felt.

It turned out that the greater difficulty was an illusion created during the making of the rune treasure.

Presumably, what kind of rune treasure is made of zuò, when making zuò, you will experience the power of the rune treasure you want to make zuò in an illusion, so you need a tenacious mind.

It seems that it is not only the mind, no wonder that the system of rune treasure has always been tried only by monks in the Yudan period.

There was no rush to try again, Zhang Xiaohan carefully recalled the process just now, this is still less than a third of the symbols, there is such a feeling of strong wind, if it is completed, it is in the eye of the hurricane, such an illusion is not eliminated, it is impossible to complete the rune treasure completely.

Is it possible to smoothly output spiritual power under the attack of a hurricane and maintain the stability of the talisman pen in your hand?

The answer is possible because someone has done it.

Zhang Xiaohan pondered, picked up the talisman pen and tried again, this time, she completed more than a third of the time before failing, a smile appeared on her face, because she thought of a way to resist the illusion, it may not be successful, but she might as well give it a try.

The third time, Zhang Xiaohan finished half of it.

Half, half of it was completed after only three attempts, Zhang Xiaohan had a little joy in her heart, and she knew that she would succeed.

After taking a sip of the spiritual spring water, his spirit immediately felt full, and he sat cross-legged and slowly recovered his spiritual power, and the pattern of the hurricane technique in his mind became clearer.

In the evening, when Zhang Xiaohan's spirit and spiritual power had recovered to the best value, she began to try again.

This time, she closed her eyes and used her divine sense instead of her vision to control her body, and the pressure was indeed reduced, but it was only more than half of it.

After this time, Zhang Xiaohan sighed softly, sure enough, if he either couldn't cultivate at home, or he didn't have enough concentration, Fu Bao really couldn't make it by just one person.

She happily accepted the rest of her things, but she had no interest in cultivating.

This is the first failure she has encountered since entering this world, she has long been accustomed to smooth sailing, as long as she wants to do it, her ability seems to have always allowed her to accomplish, but now, she has hit a wall and failed.

Zhang Xiaohan was very unaccustomed to this kind of failure, but she knew that it was not possible to succeed by relying only on temporary efforts, and she also knew that she had done a good job, but failure was failure, whether it was because of her cultivation or some other reason.

I felt a little irritable in my heart.

She walked a few steps back and forth in the room, neither wanting to cultivate nor trying any more—she knew that in her current state, she might not be able to complete a third of it.

With a wave of her hand, the night had just covered the earth, she pushed open the door, and stood in the doorway and breathed in the air vigorously, the irritability still not diminished.

For what? In addition to cultivation is cultivation, what is it for? Yes, it is to improve cultivation, to live a few hundred more years, but what is it for? Is it just for the sake of cultivating, living, living, and cultivating so repeatedly?

No, no, no, in order to be more powerful than others, to be able to stand in a higher position than others, and to be able to hold other people's lives and deaths in their own hands.

Cultivating for the sake of status, for the sake of despising other people's lives, or even for the sake of depriving others of their lives!

Zhang Xiaohan suddenly thought of the eldest young master of the Zhang family, the eldest young master who had accompanied him for nearly a year, and the eldest lady who had barely spoken to him, they were originally the pride of the sky, but because of his father's death, his status plummeted, and then he died in his own family.

There is also the pair of twins, also because their cultivation is not as good as others, they have become cannon fodder in the Xiannong Cave Mansion, and Zhao Xia, who is already a monk in the foundation building period, didn't he also disappear for no reason? I'm afraid it's also a lot of bad luck, maybe it's ravaged before death......

Perhaps, there are people in this darkness who are staring at themselves, Huang Yaohui, Guo Jianxu, Zhao Dongxu......

The irritable mood suddenly turned into sadness, Zhang Xiaohan shook his head silently, he was alive, living in this world of the jungle, and he had to cultivate in order not to be taken away by others.

Perhaps, everyone thinks like this in their hearts, and they are all thinking about how to keep their lives.

I felt very depressed, I wanted to go out for a walk, she hesitated, and suddenly she was very angry with herself, her personality was not like this before the crossing, she had always dared to say and do, but now, she seemed to be afraid to do anything, and she had to hesitate to go out for a walk.

She still couldn't step out, just sighed softly and retreated into the room, where she once again put a ban on it.

It was a long time before dawn the next day, Zhang Xiaohan went out of the room, yesterday because of the unsuccessful suppression of making zuò Fu Bao, it did not disappear in her heart, and even cultivated all night, and in the middle of the night, she simply stopped cultivating, but held her eyes that had been open on the bed for nearly a night, and fell asleep in a daze when it was almost dawn.

Sleeping is already dispensable for Zhang Xiaohan, if she wants, she can also calm down and close her eyes and sleep for a while, right to be quiet for the sake of a clear mind and a quiet body, and to reminisce about the feeling of being an ordinary person, it is the first time that she wants to sleep but can't sleep.

When I opened my eyes in the morning, my spirit was not very good, and I still practiced cross-legged for a week before I recovered.

She decided to let herself relax, perhaps because it was too stressful.

In a place like Wangyue City, if you want to relax, you can only choose to shop, go to the mortal market to shop, and get yourself some delicious food - in Zhang Xiaohan's view, relaxation can only be eaten.

went out, passed by the front yard, looked at the location of the study where Yan Dao was located, it was very quiet, and looked at the room where Song Chensha was, and I didn't know if there was anyone inside, Song Chensha would not like to shop.

Men, the past life and this life are the same, maybe men in this life don't like shopping even more, their time is precious, they are all desperate for the rank.

Turn around and walk in the direction of the gate, familiar with the road.

There was only one disciple in the Qi refining period at the door, and when he saw Zhang Xiaohan coming over, he saluted respectfully, and didn't ask anything, Zhang Xiaohan walked out, and suddenly, the feeling of being peeped at appeared again.

It's not an illusion, someone is paying attention to themselves.

Who is so haunted? In Wangyue City, do you still dare to do it?

Zhang Xiaohan looked left and right, his expression was very calm and leisurely, and then slowly walked towards the market in the city's memory.

The feeling of peeping quickly disappeared, Zhang Xiaohan did not release her divine sense, she didn't want the person who was secretly peeping at her to be alert.

On the way, she inquired again, and noticed that when she asked, the air around her seemed to fluctuate a little, and she was sure that the person was following her, but she didn't dare to use her divine sense to follow too closely, and her divine sense was close, and it was easy to be detected.

The market is very lively, the sound of chickens, ducks and geese calling one after another, Zhang Xiaohan saw the market, couldn't help laughing, so many people, if that person doesn't want to lose himself, his consciousness will have to fall on him.

Zhang Xiaohan walked towards the place with the most people.

Zhang Xiaohan was wearing the robe of the sect, and it was very noticeable to enter such a market, at first someone was just surprised, and after walking a few steps, he was noticed by the people next to him, and when he saw that she was an immortal entering and leaving such a vegetable market, they were all stunned for a while.

"Immortals! Her aunt, you see, immortals, such a small immortal! ”

"Shhhh Beware of the Immortals is a spell that will leave you speechless for the rest of your life. ”

"Hmph, this immortal can't, she's so small, how can she have such a bad mind as you."

"Eh, what do you say the immortals do in the bazaar, don't the immortals not eat? Especially not to eat us mortal things. ”

"What do you know? Who said that immortals don't eat anymore, maybe this little immortal can't afford to eat the immortals of immortals, so there is no way to run to our mortal bazaar. ”

"Yes—" There was a gaze of sympathy or pity.

The voice of these discussions was extremely soft, but how sensitive Zhang Xiaohan's ears and eyes were, these discussions were naturally all heard in her ears meticulously, and she smiled bitterly in her heart, these aunts.

Just walked a few steps to a crowded place, Zhang Xiaohan is fifteen years old, and he has already jumped tall, but in a densely populated place like a bazaar, if he wants to hide in the crowd, it is really not easy to be discovered, sure enough, as soon as Zhang Xiaohan entered a crowded place, a beam of divine consciousness suddenly appeared on his body.

At the moment when his divine consciousness was concentrated on himself, Zhang Xiaohan snorted in his heart, the strength of this divine consciousness was obviously lower than his own divine consciousness, even if his cultivation might be higher than his own.

She turned around suddenly, and the powerful divine consciousness slammed into this bundle of divine consciousness with a divine control technique, aren't you spying on me? That's your bad luck. RS