Cultivation of Immortality

The black-robed zombie turned his dead fish eyes to Zhui'er, but said nothing. He seemed to think that this little guy was quite courageous.

In front of the woman he likes, a man always has to be a little more courageous. Zhui'er forced himself to look into her eyes and said, "You said that you should do justice for heaven, so first tell us what heaven's law is? Anyway, I I think..." At this point, he really didn't have the guts to continue, and his face looked no better than Hu Ying's.

"What do you think?" The black-robed zombie finally spoke again.

"I think..." Zhui'er's legs felt weak and she still couldn't continue.

"Langxing..." Huaying called out helplessly. This little junior brother became her life-saving straw again, but this time it was much more dangerous than last time. The most he could do was capture her away. This person was inhumane. Ghost or not, things would probably kill her, so she seemed much weaker than last time.

"I think...God is no longer here!" Huaying's call finally allowed Zhui'er to speak out. However, he replaced the "God's Evil Theory" he had comprehended with "Heaven's Nose", and he did not dare to use the old man's words. The saying that heaven is dead.

"Why do you think God is gone?" The black-robed zombie had the patience to answer questions with him.

When it comes to this pendant, he has something to say. Even Shen Qing greatly appreciated his ideas. After repeated discussions and debates with Shen Qing, they became more profound and perfect. Although they are still just speculations, it can be said that When I get up, I can speak clearly.

The more the black-robed zombie listened, the more curious she became. Zhui'er kept getting bolder and bolder, but Huaying didn't really listen. She was busy observing the movements of the black-robed zombie, fearing that they would kill her in the next moment. Unfortunately, the zombie There was no expression on her face, but Huaying couldn't help but peek over and over again. The rest of her time was spent looking at Zhui'er. Her talkative posture made her feel like she was dreaming. , she really couldn't believe that this kid could actually talk to a fierce ghost. His grandma was so evil!

After talking for a long time, Zhui'er stopped talking and boldly asked, "I think you are definitely not sent by God. Can you tell me whether God exists or not?"

The black-robed zombie didn't answer and asked, "Then can you tell me what the underworld is like?"

Zhui'er was startled and didn't understand why he suddenly asked such a question. He scratched his head and said, "Then how can I know? Could it be that... you are from the underworld?" After asking this question, he couldn't help but type. Shivering.

"You really don't know?"

Zhui'er shook his head with a chill in his heart, and suddenly felt dizzy. When he calmed down, his eyes couldn't help but straighten. Through the detection of his spiritual consciousness, he suddenly found that he had reached deep underground.

"Lang Xing...we are in the underworld!" Huaying's trembling scream was filled with tears. She held onto Zhuo'er's arm tightly and pressed her body tightly against him.

"Don't be afraid..., we...we..." Zhui'er's voice also changed its tone due to fear, and she couldn't continue after saying "we" twice.

"They're all ghosts!" Huaying felt the ghastly ghost energy gathering around her and threw herself into Zhui'er's arms. Zhui'er's legs were already weak, and she immediately fell down after being frightened by her. Sit down.

"You really don't know what the underworld is like?" The zombie's voice appeared again, but it seemed much less sinister.

"I don't know, how could I know..." Zhui'er was about to cry. This kind of fear was not something he could bear.

"Where were you born?" Black-robed zombie

He appeared and asked with his hands behind his back.

"I forgot." Zhui'er finally cried. He wiped away his tears and sobbed. No matter what, he would never let this underworld ghost know where his family was.

"Let her go." Zombie's tone seemed calmer.

Only then did Zhui'er realize that Hua Ying had fainted at some point, and he had such a daring partner beside him. He was so anxious that he shouted loudly, "Senior sister! Senior sister! Senior sister, wake up!"

"She can't die." The zombie didn't even move his fingers, Huaying flew out of Zhui'er's arms and was thrown aside heavily.

"Senior sister! Senior sister!" he cried and rushed forward to protect Huaying. He was a little anxious at this moment. In the middle of the leap, he suddenly activated the armorless sword, hoping to catch the killer off guard.

The black-robed zombie reached out and casually caught the shining unarmored sword like picking a peach, and the light on the sword immediately disappeared.

"Feather ban." The black-robed zombie checked the ban on the sword, then casually threw the armor-less sword back to Zhui'er, and said in a teasing tone, "You have a lot of luck, at such a young age." I got in touch with Brother Huayu."

At this time, Zhui'er had mobilized his green soul to protect himself and Huaying. The most severe attack was easily neutralized. He looked at the black-robed zombie in despair and cried, "Why did you kill us?" Taking her to the underworld? She just detained one person. Is it a capital crime? Does it cost us both our lives?"

"How do you know this is the underworld?"

Zhui'er felt it more clearly this time. The tone of the black-robed zombie was obviously joking, "What kind of place is this if not the underworld?" He couldn't help lowering his tone and stopped shouting. He secretly savored the words and speculated. Whether someone is teasing him or teasing him is almost the same, but the difference between malice and goodwill is huge.

"You don't have to be afraid, I have no intention of hurting you, and if you are willing to cooperate, I can exempt your senior sister from punishment." The black-robed zombie said and urged a large light golden ball.

"What are you doing?" Zhui'er stared at the ball nervously, and could vaguely see a strange spiritual creature flickering on it.

"Put away your defensive weapon. This thing of yours is useless in front of me." The black-robed zombie pushed the big ball to Zhui'er.

Zhui'er's insistence on not giving in encouraged Qing Po, but suddenly his breathing became stagnant, and the rapidly rotating spiritual power in his body collapsed instantly. The Qing Po held tightly in his hand was in someone else's hand in the blink of an eye.

The black-robed zombie casually threw Qing Po back to Zhui'er just like he did with the armor-less sword. He felt a little funny and said, "Although Qing Yuan Sect's banning method is not based on Feather cultivation, this method is still reasonable. , do you have any other treasures?”

"It's gone." Not to mention the discouragement, Zhui'er put the green soul away with a chill in his heart. At this point, he completely gave up the idea of ​​resisting. He was not on the same level at all. He took out a treasure and it was taken away. He said that people can find out the origin of the ban above in a matter of seconds, so how can they compete with others?

"Did Shen Qing give this defensive weapon to you?" the black-robed zombie asked tentatively.

"Do you know Shen Qing?" Zhui'er's eyes suddenly widened.

"We know each other, did she give it to you?"

Zhui'er bit her lip and thought for a while before nodding slightly.

The zombie in black robe asked casually, "Tell me how you met Shen Qing." The zombie in black robe turned his dead fish eyes to Zhui'er, but didn't say anything. He seemed to think that this little guy was quite courageous. .

In front of the woman he likes, a man always has to be a little more courageous. Zhui'er forced himself to look into her eyes and said, "You said that you should do justice for heaven, so first tell us what heaven's law is? Anyway, I I think..." At this point, he really didn't have the guts to continue, and his face looked no better than Hu Ying's.

"What do you think?" The black-robed zombie finally spoke again.

"I think..." Zhui'er's legs felt weak and she still couldn't continue.

"Langxing..." Huaying called out helplessly. This little junior brother became her life-saving straw again, but this time it was much more dangerous than last time. The most Wuhun could do was to capture her. This person was inhumane. Ghost or not, things would probably kill her, so she seemed much weaker than last time.

"I think...God is no longer here!" Huaying's call finally allowed Zhui'er to speak out. However, he replaced the "God's Evil Theory" he had comprehended with "Heaven's Nose", and he did not dare to use the old man's words. The saying that heaven is dead.

"Why do you think God is gone?" The black-robed zombie had the patience to answer questions with him.

When it comes to this pendant, he has something to say. Even Shen Qing greatly appreciated his ideas. After repeated discussions and debates with Shen Qing, they became more profound and perfect. Although they are still just speculations, it can be said that When I get up, I can speak clearly.

The more the black-robed zombie listened, the more curious she became. Zhui'er kept getting bolder and bolder, but Huaying didn't really listen. She was busy observing the movements of the black-robed zombie, fearing that they would kill her in the next moment. Unfortunately, the zombie There was no expression on her face, but Huaying couldn't help but peek over and over again. The rest of her time was spent looking at Zhui'er. Her talkative posture made her feel like she was dreaming. , she really couldn't believe that this kid could actually talk to a fierce ghost. His grandma was so evil!

After talking for a long time, Zhui'er stopped talking and boldly asked, "I think you are definitely not sent by God. Can you tell me whether God exists or not?"

The black-robed zombie didn't answer and asked, "Then can you tell me what the underworld is like?"

Zhui'er was startled and didn't understand why he suddenly asked such a question. He scratched his head and said, "Then how can I know? Could it be that... you are from the underworld?" After asking this question, he couldn't help but type. Shivering.

"You really don't know?"

Zhui'er shook his head with a chill in his heart, and suddenly felt dizzy. When he calmed down, his eyes couldn't help but straighten. Through the exploration of his spiritual consciousness, he suddenly found that he had reached deep underground.

"Lang Xing...we are in the underworld!" Huaying's trembling scream was filled with tears. She held onto Zhuo'er's arm tightly and pressed her body tightly against him.

"Don't be afraid..., we...we..." Zhui'er's voice also changed its tone due to fear, and she couldn't continue after saying "we" twice.

"They're all ghosts!" After feeling the ghastly ghostly aura gathering around her, Huaying plunged into Zhui'er's arms. Zhui'er's legs were already weak, and she immediately fell down after being frightened by her. Sit down.

"You really don't know what the underworld is like?" The zombie's voice appeared again, but it seemed much less sinister.

"I don't know, how could I know..." Zhui'er was about to cry. This kind of fear was not something he could bear.

"Where were you born?" Black-robed zombie

He appeared and asked with his hands behind his back.

"I forgot." Zhui'er finally cried. He wiped away his tears and sobbed. No matter what, he would never let this underworld ghost know where his family was.

"Let her go." The zombie's tone seemed calmer.

Only then did Zhui'er realize that Hua Ying had fainted at some point, and he had such a daring partner beside him. He was so anxious that he shouted loudly, "Senior sister! Senior sister! Senior sister, wake up!"

"She can't die." The zombie didn't even move his fingers, Huaying flew out of Zhui'er's arms and was thrown aside heavily.

"Senior sister! Senior sister!" he cried and rushed forward to protect Huaying. He was a little anxious at this moment. In the middle of the leap, he suddenly activated the armorless sword, hoping to catch the killer off guard.

The black-robed zombie reached out and casually caught the shining unarmored sword like picking a peach, and the light on the sword immediately disappeared.

"Feather ban." The black-robed zombie checked the ban on the sword and then casually threw the armor-less sword back to Zhui'er and said in a teasing tone, "You're a very lucky boy, at such a young age. I got in touch with Brother Huayu.”

At this time, Zhui'er had mobilized his green soul to protect himself and Huaying. The most severe attack was easily neutralized. He looked at the black-robed zombie in despair and cried, "Why did you kill us?" Taking her to the underworld? She just detained one person. Is it a capital crime? Does it cost us both lives?"

"How do you know this is the underworld?"

Zhui'er felt it more clearly this time. The tone of the black-robed zombie was obviously joking, "What kind of place is this if not the underworld?" He couldn't help lowering his tone and stopped shouting. He secretly savored the words and speculated. Whether someone is teasing him or teasing him is almost the same, but the difference between malice and goodwill is huge.

"You don't have to be afraid, I have no intention of hurting you, and if you are willing to cooperate, I can exempt your senior sister from punishment." The black-robed zombie said and urged a large light golden ball.

"What are you doing?" Zhui'er stared at the ball nervously, and could vaguely see a strange spiritual creature flickering on it.

"Put away your defensive weapon. This thing of yours is useless in front of me." The black-robed zombie pushed the big ball to Zhui'er.

Zhui'er's insistence on not giving in encouraged Qing Po, but suddenly his breathing became stagnant, and the rapidly rotating spiritual power in his body collapsed instantly. The Qing Po held tightly in his hand was in someone else's hand in the blink of an eye.

The black-robed zombie casually threw Qing Po back to Zhui'er just like he did with the armor-less sword. He felt a little funny and said, "Although Qing Yuan Sect's banning method is not based on Feather cultivation, this method is still reasonable. , do you have any other treasures?”

"It's gone." Not to mention the discouragement, Zhui'er put the green soul away with a chill in his heart. At this point, he completely gave up the idea of ​​resisting. He was not on the same level at all. He took out a treasure and it was taken away. He said that people can find out the origin of the ban above in a matter of seconds, so how can they compete with others?

"Did Shen Qing give this defensive weapon to you?" the black-robed zombie asked tentatively.

"Do you know Shen Qing?" Zhui'er's eyes suddenly widened.

"We know each other, did she give it to you?"

Zhui'er bit her lip and thought for a while before nodding slightly.

The black-robed zombie asked casually, "Tell me how you met Shen Qing."