Heavenly practice

"It's an enchantment!"

"No...that's the enchantment laid down by Shen Zhuo."

Jiang Li's words surprised several people.

"Brother Shen is actually protecting Bai Yuanhong?" Ning Feiyue screamed strangely.

Zhao Kongyuan supported his forehead, "That's not Bai Yuanhong, it's a fake."

Ning Feiyue snorted, and "Bai Yuanhong" yelled, "Your mouth stinks! Don't touch me, Big Brother Shen!"

"Bai Yuanhong" couldn't bite down, not because of Ning Feiyue, nor because of Long Xiang's disturbance, but because of the innumerable patterns on Shen Zhuo's body, "she" couldn't open her mouth.

"You are still so smart, even if you are as weak as a mortal right now."

"Bai Yuanhong" turned to caress his face and hair, looked back and forth between Long Xiang and Ying Tianbai, and suddenly asked in a low voice in his ear.

"Remember what you saw at the Santu River?"

"..."

Shen Zhuo was shocked.

"He doesn't love you, Shen Zhuo, he will never love you..."

"..."

"You set up this enchantment to keep me, didn't you just want to ask clearly? Then I will tell you, everything is your delusion."

"..."

Shen Zhuo didn't have time to refute, and in a trance, he slapped his back with a palm from behind, a fierce pain immediately spread all over his limbs, his chest was like a raging fire.

"puff--"

Shen Zhuo spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Bai Yuanhong" showed joy, and immediately stepped forward to pick up the pool of blood, and immediately withdrew his hand as if he had been scalded before touching it.

When "she" was taking out something from her bosom, she suddenly looked down and found that her body had been split in half.

He sneered, and his whole body turned into a cloud of black mist, engulfing the mouthful of blood.

A moment later, the cloud of black mist turned into Bai Yuanhong again, holding a small bronze-colored cauldron in his hand.

"catch him……"

Shen Zhuo was picked up and placed on the red crane, the corner of his mouth was still stained with blood, but he only cared about the clothes of the person beside him.

Ying Tianbai hugged him in his arms and poured spiritual energy into him, and the others also stood in front of "Bai Yuanhong".

"Who the hell are you? Why did you attack my Zhentianmen?" Jiang Li asked with a cold face.

"Bai Yuanhong" looked at Shen Zhuo through them as if he didn't hear it, and smiled tenderly, "Shen Zhuo, what you see will eventually happen."

Shen Zhuo raised his head, his face turned pale, "If I told you all this myself, then I can only say that I was blind."

"This is what you deserve."

"Bai Yuanhong" looked at him indifferently, "I will watch you die."

After saying these words, he disappeared in front of everyone out of thin air. This scene shocked Xue Junmi and exclaimed.

"God Transformation Realm!"

"God Transformation?!"

Zhao Kongyuan's legs were almost weak, it was actually in the stage of transforming gods, and all of them here together were not enough for people to squeeze their teeth.

Jiang Li cast his eyes on Shen Zhuo who bowed his head silently, "Who is that man?"

Shen Zhuo's gaze has returned to calm, "It's just a ghost cultivator who has fallen into a demon."

Several people were all shocked.

"Ghost repair... so powerful?"

Zhao Kongyuan suddenly regretted going to Su Tianming.

"They have weaknesses, don't be too afraid, otherwise they will shake your mind more easily." Shen Zhuo slowly crossed his legs and sat up in meditation.

"Then what happened just now?"

Long Xiang squatted down and looked at him at the same level, "What did he say that shook your mind?"

Shen Zhuo slowly opened his eyes, "It's just nonsense."

"What did you see?"

Ying Tianbai who had been silent all this time suddenly asked a question, but Shen Zhuo had already closed his eyes and meditated again, unwilling to speak again.

In such a situation, it was impossible to rush on the road again, Jiang Li and the others temporarily landed near a small mountain village, just in time when a villager who was collecting firewood saw him and knelt down on the ground in fright.

After Ning Feiyue explained, the villager led them back home, and when they entered the village, they were surrounded gorgeously. Every household looked like they were looking at some rare and exotic beast, poking their heads out of the windows and doors. look at them.

Hong Yue was embarrassed by the look, "The closer you are to the imperial city, the less rare it is for monks, why do they still look at us like this?"

"I don't think they've seen curiosity before, but they are wary and fearful." Ning Feiyue looked at the faces and said.

"A ghost cultivator has been here."

Shen Zhuo's astonishing words immediately attracted their attention.

"Wujin has a warning in my sleeve."

Shen Zhuo clutched his chest and took a deep breath, looked up at the void, faint traces of black air were looming, "and it stayed there for a while."

"Brother Shen, stop talking, go in and have a rest." Ning Feiyue saw that he was struggling to speak, so she couldn't help persuading him.

"It's okay, I just vomited a mouthful of blood."

Shen Zhuo smiled, but his heart was not at ease. So far, the only thing that could cause serious injury to him was his own use of Shenyuan, but the other party took his blood, which made him very uneasy.

The blood contained the Dao pattern of the law, and the little cauldron filled with blood was also very weird. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was going to happen.

There was only one thatched cottage in the villager's house, Long Xiang sent Shen Zhuo inside, and the others were outside, looking for ghost repairs.

Long Xiang glanced out the window, then looked back at Shen Zhuo, "The other party's goal is your blood."

"Ah."

Shen Zhuo looked dignified, the blood containing the pattern of law and dao was something that could cause disasters in heaven and earth, he couldn't imagine what the other party would use it for.

"Dao pattern...is it very dangerous?"

Since the last time Shen Zhuo mentioned Dao Wen, he went back to look up the classics, but the descriptions in the books were mysterious and not very intuitive, so he didn't know much about Dao Wen.

"Have you ever heard of the Xuntian Instrument, the Human Emperor's Bell?"

"The weapon of the Great Xia Township is the second of the ten existing artifacts in Central Continent."

"Yes, artifact, do you know where the artifact comes from?"

"..."

Long Xiang wanted to say that it was naturally cast by the ancient monks, but he couldn't explain why others couldn't cast the artifact with the same material, so he remained silent.

"With the same material, why can't others cast artifacts?"

"..."

"No matter how powerful the divine weapon is, it is like scrap iron to a monk like a demigod. Why?"

Shen Zhuo didn't wait for him to answer, and continued, "Whether it's the Xuntian Instrument or the Human Emperor's Bell, it's all because the ancient monks stamped the Dao pattern when they cast it, that is, the laws of heaven and earth, and even the demigod nine songs can't understand it." Through a dao pattern on Mount Sumeru, one has stepped into the realm of demigods."

Long Xiang listened silently, but couldn't calm down in his heart.

"Demigod is not just a title, the real monk is above the tribulation, knowing the world and knowing the future."

"What is above the robbery?"

"Gathering spirits, Yangli, Zhaoxuan, Huanyou, floating dust, viewing the world, if you can view the world, you can be named a demigod, as the name suggests, you can observe everything in the world."

"..."

Long Xiang was silent for a moment, then looked up at him, "Sacred weapon...can it transform into form?"

Shen Zhuo was taken aback, "Rarely, but yes, why are you asking this?"

Long Xiang looked at him delicately, "Are you... an artifact?"

Shen Zhuo: "..."