I dress up as a villain lady and you call me the light of righteousness?

The world spirit has a certain influence in this small world, but it was greatly damaged by the death of its previous owner.

I finally picked a location where the intruders were weak to observe, but I was caught unexpectedly.

To Su Zuo, it was not a threat.

Su Zuo didn't intend to do anything with it. He pinched it and looked at it for a few times before saying, "It looks like a little waste. Senior sister, do you want to play with it?"

This world spirit was controlled by her soul skills. As a small stone, she couldn't make any big tricks.

Huan Miao looked at Su Zuo's hand for a few times and then stopped being curious: "No, I'm not interested in little trash. You can take it and give it to the sect to get some points."

Su Zuo understood: "Okay."

It seems to be of some use.

World Spirit: "..."

Mad!Mad!

The small stone began to struggle in Su Zui's hand, but it was of no use.

Seeing that it began to change color, Su Zui intensified the confinement of the soul technique. The gradually brightening halo could not escape the shackles formed by the power of the soul and could only be trapped in it.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, the world spirit melted directly in her hands and seemed to disappear.

Su Zuo: "Oops."

The points for turning in the world spirit are gone.

Huan Miao looked confused: "Are you so angry to death?"

so fragile?

The dissipated world spirit turned into fragments of light and flew randomly in the air for a few times, and suddenly turned into a stream of light and disappeared between Su Zuo's eyebrows.

Su Zuo subconsciously resisted, and the invisible force immediately protected her sea of ​​consciousness.

The six flying knives in the spiritual sea also became alert, and the pressure suddenly erupted.

This pressure made Huan Miao squint his eyes, think carefully for a moment, and use some force to hold the spear in his hand to calm it down.

When the coercion appeared, the stream of light that failed to penetrate into Su Zuo's sea of ​​consciousness was immediately bounced away, floating in the sky and earth for a while.

World Spirit didn't expect that his sudden attack would be unsuccessful. He almost cried and asked loudly: "Don't you want me to recognize you as my master? Don't you want me to?"

Xiaojian answered for Su Zui: "No!"

Many creatures are already competing with it for its master. This world spirit has a loud mouth. It would be bad if it likes to compete for favors like Pixiu!

Su Zuo's words paused: "It's really useless for me to want you."

It's really useless.

This kind of small world can be entered with a specific brand, but there is only one exit connecting the small world to the outside world, and the exit location is fixed.

Except for big forces like Zongmen, no one can afford the materials and financial resources to build exports.

World Spirit: "I am useful! Two hundred years ago, many monks were robbing me!"

Su Zuo: "So all the good things in the world have been taken away, leaving only... a lot of walls. Just accept your fate. I will hand you over to my sect, and they will treat you well."

Ordinary people may not be able to take advantage of this small world, but with the financial resources of the Wuming Shen Sect, they can spend a certain amount of resources to rebuild the spiritual veins of this small world and make a lot of money in hundreds or more than a thousand years. Like many disciples now The secret realms you explore are created from the small worlds you collected in the past.

World Spirit did not expect that he would be despised one day, so he started crying: "I want you to be my master! I am very useful!"

It broke away from its previous owner and originally planned to dissipate into the world. It did not want to be tortured by humans anymore. If Su Zuo wanted to refine it after catching it, it would rather explode itself.

Unexpectedly, Su Zuo caught it and didn't refine it. He just played with it. Meeting such a kind person, Jie Ling immediately felt that it was not unacceptable to take the initiative to claim his master.

I didn’t expect the new owner wouldn’t want it!

Its life is so miserable!

Huan Miao held his forehead and saw that it was crying really hard, so he said a few words for it: "Junior sister, if it recognizes you as its master, you can temporarily control this world, and you may be able to help."

The temperament of the world spirits in the small world has always been unpredictable. Many world spirits would rather dissipate than surrender to the monks. If they want a contract, they can only be forcibly refined.

This is the first time I have seen such a worthless world spirit.

Su Zuo hesitated and said, "I'll think about it."

Huan Miao advised her: "The small world still has some value, it's better not to hand it over to the sect."

Even a small world that has been exploited to the point of being almost lifeless is still an attractive resource for monks with backers.

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Not to mention the benefits after reconstruction, if there are any leftover original resources, it will be in vain.

Seeing that Xiaojian was crying and being silenced by the world spirit, Su Zui decided: "Although I don't have to make money by investing in the small world...but I want to help, okay."

Because the second senior brother is very good at making money, the investment method of rebuilding the small world, which takes a long time to recover the cost, is not at all among the financial management options of the Ninth Domain.

The world spirit is so pitiful, she needs to contain it first, otherwise this small world will be destroyed by tears.

Su Zuo hesitated and made a contract with the world spirit.

After the contract was reached, World Spirit immediately stopped crying: "Great!"

Huan Miao: "...Yeah."

She suddenly began to wonder if her family was really as powerful as many people said. Otherwise, why wouldn't anyone have a world spirit?

The small world under the Huan Clan doesn't seem to be too many.

World spirits are obviously so easy to deceive.

After realizing it, Xiao Jian began to be wary: "This world spirit is so scheming! Pretending to be pitiful!"

Su Zuo: "..."

After contracting with the world spirit, Su Zuo can freely transport people in the small world.

Only then did Su Zui realize that she and Huan Miao had almost cleared the area of ​​ghost cultivators.

That's why World Spirit couldn't help but come to take a look out of curiosity.

I didn't expect to see it and sent myself away directly.

After eliminating the remaining ghost cultivators under the guidance of the world spirit, Su Zuo secretly shared his experience with Xiao Jian: "If I escape into the small world when I am being hunted, who can survive longer than me?"

Xiaojian was silent for a moment: "I think it would be easy for those who dare to chase you to penetrate the small world."

A real master of cultivating immortals is not joking when he says that he can blow up the world with one punch.

Except for the real bosses, most people would not dare to fight against Shenzong and hunt down the disciples of the Inner Sect Domain Master.

Su Zuo also knew his backers well: "Can't I stay anonymous and travel around the world?"

Xiaojian: "Do you have to seek death first before living alone?"

Su Zuo: "Then just live with your life."

She was worried that someone would mess with her.

It makes sense that the world spirits of this small world were fought over two hundred years ago. Judging from its size, it was worth it.

Su Zuo and Huan Miao fought through a large area, but still did not get close to the area where the real battle was.

According to World Spirit, many people have invaded the small world and have been fighting for a long time.

The master who forcibly refined it was eliminated immediately.

So it immediately burns its origin and escapes, returning to freedom.

From there it is possible to choose a new owner, or to dissipate freely.

Arriving at a vast flat land, Su Zuo raised his eyebrows in confusion: "Is this here?"

World Spirit: "I heard them say this is a 'warehouse' where many living souls are stored."