Heavenly practice

Shen Zhuo stayed in Hang Qi's thatched hut for half a month, during which time he poured several buckets of spiritual springs and ate three piles of spiritual fruits. Not to mention Xuanyu, even Shen Zhuo was shocked.

Hang Qi was not surprised, saying that it was normal and needed for a long body.

The long body has indeed grown, Shen Zhuo has changed from a hairball the size of an adult man's palm to a big hairball growing on an adult's arm, and nothing else has changed.

Shen Zhuo remembered that he had indeed written about a creature like the Sky Beast, but the last Sky Beast was not in Santu Peak, but in the land of Yusu, where the clan of the Asahi Clan resided.

But in fact, this ancient auspicious beast is not very useful. He made this arrangement at the beginning just to bring a pendant to the Lord of the Asahi Pavilion, but unexpectedly, he took over his body.

Shen Zhuo didn't know whether it was good or bad, because the plot was out of his control, and soon, this world was no longer his.

Hang Qi's footsteps sounded outside the door, Shen Zhuo immediately pulled the book off the ground, opened his mouth to grab a small flower next to him, and indeed heard Hang Qi's violent roar.

"My empty butterfly! Damn Xuanyu!"

"..."

Shen Zhuo chewed the flowers lazily, not panicking at all, because Hang Qi felt that it was useless to scold him, and always blamed Xuanyu for the loss.

As for the book, Hang Qi naturally didn't think too much about it, he just thought it was just picked up by him for fun.

Sure enough, Hang Qi picked up the book and looked at it, and heaved a sigh of relief when he found that it was not damaged, "I finally found the formula for this transformation pill. If you destroy it, I will kill you." Stewed."

"..."

Shen Zhuo refused to accept it, why didn't he stew Xuanyu?

Hang Qi seemed to see its displeasure, "The body of Xuanyu is too big, I don't have such a big pot."

"..."

Shen Zhuo scoffed at him.

After tidying up, Hang Qi told him that he was going out for one night and would come back early in the morning. Before he left, he thoughtfully arranged all the Lingguo Lingquan for him, and repeatedly told him to share the meals, don't eat to death.

"..."

Shen Zhuo was very dissatisfied with being treated as a mentally retarded person, but he could only nod his head. Once Hang Qi left, he would be much freer.

"Be good, or I'll stew you when you come back."

"..."

Shen Zhuo sent the person away with a cold face, and immediately wanted to pull out the book about Transformation Pills that Hang Qi had put away, but Hang Qi put the book on the top of the bookshelf before leaving, there was really no way for it at its current height .

Looking around, Shen Zhuo ran to the table and pushed the chair to the bookshelf, then jumped on the back of the chair, tipped up his hind paws, and stretched out his front paws to scratch.

"Meow……"

Shen Zhuo cursed, stretched his paws hard to pull, and finally hooked the book. Immediately, the paws forcefully hooked the pages of the book, but its hind paws suddenly convulsed, and the whole beast just fell off. It landed on a chair, then fell to the ground, and finally rolled to the door again.

"Meow……"

Shen Zhuo groaned weakly, then opened his eyes and saw a pair of feet wearing black boots in front of him, covered with black robe feet with dark patterns.

The fabric is so familiar.

Shen Zhuo looked up, met the cold face that was as handsome as a god, and suddenly froze.

Chang Ming bent down slowly, the long silver hair hung down on Shen Zhuo's face, it was cold, he saw this face approaching little by little, his heart was overwhelmed again, but his face was still indifferent.

Chang Ming picked up the book behind it.

Shen Zhuo raised his heart, got up slowly, and looked at him fixedly.

Chang Ming didn't read it, but read the book, and closed the book after a while, his deep eyes began to examine the little beast on the ground.

Shen Zhuo was terrified by what he saw. He didn't know how much this man had seen his actions just now. If it was exposed...he has no power to fight back now.

The man bowed his head and held out his hand.

In an instant, countless possibilities flashed through Shen Zhuo's mind, and the hairs all over his body were about to stand on end.

However, Chang Ming just hugged it.

Shen Zhuo was taken aback.

Chang Ming didn't seem to see the sharp claws it had shown, he held it in one hand and the book in the other, and just stepped out of the hut, in front of him was the demi-temple of Santu Peak.

Shen Zhuo froze in his arms, not daring to move, he was not sure what this person meant.

Chang Ming just carried it into the bedroom, put it on the table, put the book in front of it, closed his eyes and meditated.

Shen Zhuo sat there in a daze, looking at the person in front of him with very complicated emotions, this person must be out of his mind, right?

It was a bit afraid to move, after all, it had already died once, and he didn't want to die again, especially if it was still in the hands of the same person.

So he wisely chose to stay still, obediently pretending to be a mentally retarded Sky Beast cub, lying silently on the table in a daze.

However, after a long time, he couldn't take it anymore, Shen Zhuo felt that let alone he could keep a single movement while awake, let alone that there was a man who scumbed him sitting behind him at this moment.

He quietly turned his head and looked behind him, meeting a pair of deep black eyes.

Shen Zhuo: "..."

He had no choice but to turn back silently, thinking, crazy.

There was no feeling of being watched at the back of his head, Shen Zhuo turned his head silently again...

Bah, look at the fart.

Shen Zhuo decided that he couldn't bear it anymore, he didn't believe that this man could think that he was not dead, and even turned into a sky beast.

So he jumped off the table with short legs, and walked leisurely to the outside of the bedroom. When he reached the door, he stretched out his paws to test whether there was a barrier.

No.

Shen Zhuo suppressed the doubts in his heart and walked out. The soft fleshy pad stepped on the deep sea silver, with a chilly feeling, but a faint aura poured into his body. Every inch of the land here was carved with countless precision lines. The Spirit Gathering Formation and Defense Formation are not much worse than those in the Cloud, Sky and Fog Realm.

Cloudy and foggy environment...

Standing outside the demi-temple, Shen Zhuo looked up at the entrance of the Yuntianwu Realm, and laughed ironically in his heart, maybe the Yuntianwu Realm was nothing to that person, and only he thought that the Yuntianwu Realm was so important, even because of him He was so moved to death that he didn't blame himself for ruining the cloud and fog environment.

The bottom line is that he is not cruel enough, indifferent, he is always aloof, indifferent, never put himself in it, that's why he can maintain that perfect posture from the beginning to the end and play others in the palm of his hand, and he is Shen Zhuo. It is ironic enough for a creator who is stronger than Heavenly Dao to hold a good hand of cards and play poorly.

Fortunately, he got a second life, this time his goal is very clear, to find Shenyuan as soon as possible, whether it is to leave this world or become the real incarnation of heaven, he will never step into the fate of this world again, with anyone Disputes arise.

Everything in front of him is just an illusion, a false world created by him, and everything will disappear after he leaves.

Be it Changming, Santu Peak, or Longxiang, everything is just a story written by him. If everything is a delusion of his, he should wake up.