When he opened his eyes, Zuo Mo had a splitting headache, and then he remembered that he had a drink with his senior brother last night. The two of them kept drinking, and then they seemed to go crazy, singing and dancing or something, and how they finally fell, he had no impression at all.

Struggling to get up, he walked out of the room, and the fog was as confused as before.

Not far away, Xie Shan was respectfully asking Wei Sheng for advice, and he nodded from time to time, as obedient as a child. Zuo Mo twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled silently, presumably it was Senior Brother's vision of heaven and earth that day, which greatly shocked Xie Shan.

Zuo Mo didn't bother the two of them, and walked around casually. Five slave ships were staggered into a huge camp.

Suddenly, there was more reinforcement, and everyone's morale was greatly boosted, and their daily cultivation became more diligent. The vision of heaven and earth when Wei Sheng broke through shocked Xie Shan alone.

Arwen regained his senses, remembering that he had been forced into such a situation by the Soul Beast, especially in front of the boss, and he was extremely depressed in his heart. Early in the morning, he ran around the perimeter of the camp alone, only to meet another soul beast and beat it up. The aggressive Ten Pins, not far behind, followed closely.

Xiaota and Xiaohuo arched a ghost affectionately, a ghost Mumu was dumbfounded, and only occasionally responded, whenever this time, Xiaohuo and Xiaota were very excited. The stupid bird held its head high, paced its unique bird steps, and walked past Zuo Mo Shi Shiran, not even looking at him,

For some reason, Zuo Mo's heart was full of warmth, his mood was like being sprinkled with sunshine, unusually cheerful, and even the blood-red sky seemed to have become much more lovely all of a sudden.

Suddenly remembered, the soul beast that Arwen killed left a claw and a bead, and quickly took it out. The claws are as solid as iron, pitch black and shiny, and the texture is extremely hard, especially the hooks on the claws, which are extremely sharp, and when you lightly scratch the ground, there are five deep scratches. With Zuo Mo's eyesight, he couldn't tell what material it belonged to.

"This is a Shen Soldier, it is rare, it is a natural weapon. It's the first time I've seen such a heavy soldier. Your kid's luck is really not wrong, only in a fierce place like this, which has been sealed for thousands of years, can it be possible to breed such a powerful soul beast, and it is possible to get such a heavy soldier. ”

Pu Demon is full of emotion,

Zuo Mo danced his claws twice, feeling that it was not very comfortable, and said in his mouth: "This thing is worth a lot of spars!"

The pu demon who was full of emotion was suffocated, his forehead jumped, and he forced himself to hold it: "This is not for cultivators, but for demons." ”

Zuo Mo was greatly disappointed, his face was lacking in interest, what kind of good thing could he have if he couldn't change the hedron? Moreover, he had demon cultivators, but no demon cultivators. Wait, he suddenly remembered those flower slaves in the guard, aren't they practicing witchcraft?

"They can't use it. Pu Demon realized the fun of hitting Zuo Mo, and said leisurely: "They are practicing the "Flower Demon Symbiosis Technique", and their weapon is the spirit flower on their body, well, it should be called the demon flower now." The Shen Evil Soldier is a fierce creature, but it is not something that ordinary demons can use. ”

You can't change the spars, no one under your command can use them, and it's not something that ordinary demons can use......

What is this not waste?

Without saying a word, Zuo Mo threw it into the ring and picked up the beads.

"Hey, this is a good thing!" Zuo Mo perked up, he didn't understand Shen Xibing or anything, but he could distinguish this bead.

Ordinary Soul Beasts all have a trace of Divine Soul Origin, how could Soul Beasts not have it? This bead is their core, which contains a huge amount of Divine Soul Origin, which is extremely pure. After thinking about it for a while, Zuo Mo suddenly realized. These Soul Beasts are all generated by Soul Spirits, and they devour other Soul Spirits and grow stronger. The formation of each Soul Beast requires at least 100,000 Evil Mist. The Soul Beast began to understand the primary method of cultivating evil qi at the beginning of its senses.

In this ancient battlefield, no one has disturbed for tens of thousands of years, and the soul beasts that have been bred have experienced the most brutal battles and long-term cultivation, and the strength of their souls can be imagined.

Zuo Mo immediately discovered that their previous smug "fishing" was really stupid......

Out of the corner of his eye, he just caught a glimpse of Gongsun Cha coming, and his figure flashed, so he jumped to Gongsun Cha's side, and before Gongsun Cha could react, he stuffed the beads into Gongsun Cha's mouth.

One did not notice, and the grandson who had been plotted out of his eyes protruded, and after a breath, the little lady's shy little face, which was originally with a faint blush, suddenly became red, like the fire burning clouds,

Soon, Gongsun Cha's whole body was red, his fingers trembled at Zuo Mo, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

Suddenly, his eyes widened, and he turned and fled.

"Haha!"

Behind him, Zuo Mo laughed heartlessly.

Shen Xuebing was useless, the nuclear bead secretly calculated the little mother, and Zuo Mo suddenly felt a little idle. The team temporarily rested in place, and through Senior Brother's description, Zuo Mo knew that the scope of this fog was beyond his imagination. He thought that the local indigenous was a senior brother, so he was not in a hurry to move forward.

"Golden Soul, have you forgotten the Golden Soul?" the Pu Demon couldn't help but remind.

Zuo Mo patted his head, yes, how did he forget about this stubble.

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Yi Zheng was surprised in his heart, more and more. Although he is not a core disciple of the Great Buddha Temple, he still has basic common sense. The Great Buddha Temple's realm is already a very powerful sect, but ......

His gaze swept over those cultivators who were desperately cultivating, and although it was not the first time he had seen it, his heart still couldn't help but skip a beat. The cultivation of these cultivators is not very high, and the cultivation of the condensation period is roughly the same as that of ordinary disciples in the temple. However, if those disciples in the temple clash with the gang in front of them, I'm afraid that there won't even be any bones left!

Murderous!

It made him feel a condensed and murderous aura that made his heart beat in a beat. The word suddenly popped up in his mind, only those elites who had gone through countless bloody battles could have such a condensed murderous aura.

There are also such elite Zen soldiers in the temple, he has seen them. The personal cultivation of those Zen soldiers is not strong, and once they fight, they know how difficult they are. They were fierce and fierce, and they didn't care about injury, and Yi Zheng was once suppressed by a Zen soldier whose cultivation was lower than him. Then five against five, they didn't even survive twenty breaths before they lost directly.

If it weren't for the confrontation inside the door, they would have died.

"This senior brother, you are polite. ”

A warm and soft voice sounded behind him.

Yi Zheng's heart moved, and when he turned around, his face immediately showed joy, and there was a meditator standing opposite him. In this team, there is even meditation! Yi Zheng looked carefully, although it was not a monk's robe and robe, but the faint meditation aura that was revealed could not be faked. He immediately felt much more cordial, and hurriedly returned the salute: "The little monk is polite!"

"Junior Brother Zongru, if Senior Brother has any instructions, you can come directly to me. Zong Ru had a faint smile on his face.

Yi Zheng was secretly awe-inspiring in his heart, and the other party's cultivation was not lower than him. Meditation is the most important meditation effort, and he also smiled slightly on his face, and bowed deeply: "Senior brother is polite, junior brother is lowly in cultivation, lost and helpless, please take care of senior brother." ”

"Everyone is in danger together, and it is natural to work together to help each other. Zong Ru smiled, and led with his right hand: "It's better to go to the junior brother's room, if the senior brother has any questions, just ask." ”

"Okay!" Yi replied busily.

He followed behind Zong Ru, and saw that there were cultivators saluting Zong Ru from time to time along the way, and his heart was secretly moved, it seemed that this senior brother Zong Ru had quite a status among this group of people.

Zongru's room was very simple, except for two futons, there was nothing.

"The humble place, see and smile. Zong Ru said with a smile.

"Where is it! Senior brother here, it is in line with the way of quiet meditation, and the younger brother admires it. Yi Zheng hurriedly said.

Zong Ru smiled: "I don't know where Senior Brother came from, where did he practice before?"

Yi Zheng secretly shouted in his heart that the topic was coming, and replied continuously: "The little monk is a disciple of the Great Buddha Temple, and he used to practice in He Ju Mountain. ”

"Big Buddha Temple?" Zong Ru groaned, suddenly remembered something, and said in surprise: "But the Great Buddha Temple in the Chahai Realm?"

"Senior brother actually knows about the temple?" the other party's surprise made Yi Zheng breathe a sigh of relief. At this time, he suddenly realized that what he saw and heard in this day and night unconsciously made him feel pressure.

"Hehe, your temple's "Big Buddha Zen Record" is one of the eight great Zen records of the Hanging Realm, and its reputation is far and wide. ”

Yi Zheng didn't feel proud, if it was really like what the other party said, Zong Ru wouldn't have groaned for a moment just now. His heart moved: "I don't know where my senior brother is?"

Zong Ru showed a look of reminiscence, and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, I am not afraid of the senior brother laughing, I have no teacher in the future, I just met a master by chance and taught some superficial Zen methods." ”

Yi Zheng didn't believe it in his heart, Zong Ru's cultivation was obviously not inferior to him, and his meditation kung fu was even more unfathomable. Other methods have the possibility of tricks, but this meditation and qi cultivation kung fu, although it is the foundation, there is no room for tricks. Zongru's spiritual power fluctuated, calm as the sea, and it was obvious that his meditation kung fu was extremely profound.

Seeing Yi Zheng's expression, Zong Ru understood, and did not explain: "Senior brother came from the Hanging Realm, and we came from the Kunlun Realm, the difference is more than tens of thousands of miles, and meeting in this ancient battlefield is just a Zen fate." ”

Yi Zheng nodded greatly: "Senior brother's words are very good!" I already have some belief in my heart, almost all the meditation temples in the world are gathered in the Hanging Realm, and the Kunlun Realm is famous for sword cultivation, and I have never heard of any meditation temple.

Looking closely, Zongru meditation is profound, but the traces of wind and frost can be distinguished between the eyebrows, and it is obvious that he has had the experience of penance. Meditation disciples from large temples do not like luxury, but they do not need to worry about the things of life, and they can practice meditation with peace of mind, and there are few ascetics.

Suddenly remembering the "ancient battlefield" that Zong Ru said just now, he couldn't help asking, "This is the ancient battlefield?"

"Hmm. We came in from the periphery, and we could see the bones along the way, but it took too long to turn into ashes at the touch. The adults said that this ancient battlefield is only afraid of being 10,000 years old. Zong Ru didn't hide it.

"Ten thousand years?" Yi Zheng was moved, and immediately fell into deep thought: "Ten thousand years...... Ancient Battlefield ...... Ancient Battlefield ......"

The Big Buddha Temple is one of the eight major temples with a long history and many classics in the temple. He racked his brains to remember where the records could be matched with it.

Seeing that Yi was deep in thought, Zongru did not urge and waited patiently.

After a long time, suddenly Yi Zheng muttered: "Could it be ...... Is it ......?"

There was a sudden deep fear in his eyes. My QT room is open!Fangxiang official QT room number[9177]