I Just Want To Be Quiet

Chapter 1181: Three days have come. (The first one! Please subscribe!)

The monk in the Reincarnation Tower did not hesitate at all, and immediately slapped Pei Ling with his palm.

The gloomy wind suddenly rose, and the ghosts were heavy, and the speed of this palm was as fast as thunder, extremely fast.

The space in the coffin is narrow, the two sides are close at hand, the system does not know whether it is too late to dodge, or does not intend to dodge at all...

"boom!"

Pei Ling slapped him firmly and slammed his body against the coffin.

"Ding Dong! An external attack was detected, and this practice ends here. Thanks to the host for using the intelligent cultivation system, one-click hosting, and worry-free ascension! I look forward to your sharing of your cultivation evaluation, and please give a five-star praise if you are satisfied..."

The system prompt sounded, and Pei Ling immediately regained control of his body. As soon as he spat out blood, he saw that the monk of the Samsara Tower pointed to his heart again.

Pei Ling endured the injury, and in his eyes, countless strange runes were intertwined and ascended, [Eternal Curse Magic Power]!

[Forgotten "******** Returning to the tower cultivator's breath dropped rapidly, and at the same time, his actions were also stiff, but he forgot what to do next.

But in just an instant, he had recovered, and his index finger continued to point to Pei Ling's heart.

However, after this moment of delay, Pei Ling flipped his right hand and already clenched the Jiu Po ​​Dao!

clang! ! !

The blade of the Jiu Po ​​Dao was like the night, and it almost merged with the darkness. Only the light of the stars flickered on and off. The sharp and cold blade firmly blocked the instructions of the monk of the Samsara Tower. .

The reincarnation tower monk was about to continue to shoot, but the next moment...

brush brush...

Countless blood-colored saber auras bloomed in layers like red lotuses, and in this small space, whistling covered, cold sharp blades, fierce energy, and instantly enveloped the whole body of the cultivator of the Samsara Tower.

The cultivator of the Samsara Tower hurriedly pinched his ten fingers and cast out an extremely complicated and treacherous tactic. In an instant, he turned into a shadowy shadow like a cloud of mist, and the dense knife energy shuttled past, like an object in the air, but it was not injured. its the slightest.

As soon as he seized the opportunity, Pei Ling's whole body immediately filled with thick darkness that seemed to be substantial.

[Mist of the Heavens] Like a flood, the floodgates opened and poured out. At the snap of your fingers, the entire coffin was already enveloped...

After a while, the dark fog slowly faded away, and there was only Pei Ling left in the coffin.

The monk of the reincarnation tower has been taken away by him and disappeared.

At this time, there was no light on Pei Ling's face, but his brows were wrinkled, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans rolled down his forehead. After a while, he let out a sigh of relief and slowly opened his eyes...

I don't know if it's because of the difference between the nine sects returning to the virtual cultivator. This time, the fate of these two demon cultivators was successively taken away, and his soul memory was greatly affected.

Since entering the Yousu Tomb, Pei Ling has successively taken the fate of the "public", part of the fate of the "curse" idols, the fate of a large number of idols in the second gate, and part of the fate of "reverse"...

Among them, the strength of the "crowd" is not strong, and what it really relies on is the land of laws.

Moreover, the fate capture at that time was carried out in the [Mingtian Great Dream], so Pei Ling did not notice any abnormality.

As for the "curse" statue, he was held to death once.

After the Dao returned to the void, there was no problem.

The actual strength of the gods in the second gate is not comparable to him. "Reverse" should be stronger than him, but he didn't capture the opponent's complete life at that time.

And now this third sect, whether it is the Gu Chuzi of Wushi Villa, or the monk of the Samsara Tower who just dissipated, the cultivation level is higher than him!

Perhaps the real strength of these two is not as good as that of Pei Ling at the moment.

But the years these two cultivators have experienced are the two generations of Pei Ling, and it is impossible to match them together.

Therefore, now that Pei Ling has taken the lives of the two of them, although the cultivation base has soared, but also because of the memory, cultivation experience, and various thoughts and ideas of these two people, his own thinking has become very chaotic , almost can't tell who he is...

"This is probably the side effect of [The Secret Record of Eclipse]..."

"I didn't find it before, it should be because the captured life was too few, and it was managed by the system several times."

"But this time is different. This time I fight for myself, so I need to face all this head-on."

"I feel so bad now... Get a good night's sleep first..."

"If it has not fully recovered by then, use the system to host..."

Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately closed his eyes and lay down in the coffin.

His consciousness gradually returned to silence, and in the back of his mind, a little bit of coldness gradually oozes out. It was as cold as a blade, but he didn't feel pain. Instead, he felt a clear and moisturizing spiritual platform. This feeling is very familiar. It was the effect of drinking soul wine before. .

At the same time, the body felt the warmth around him, as if it was a pot of just the right amount of hot water, soaking it completely in it, was indescribably relieved and relaxed.

In such nourishment from inside and outside, Pei Ling's fate gradually stabilized...

Before he knew it, he had fallen asleep.

Time passed slowly.

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"Dong Dong Dong!"

A knock on the coffin suddenly sounded.

Pei Ling woke up suddenly, but did not open his eyes, but he quickly thought that the Gu Chuzi of Wushi Villa and the monks of Samsara Tower had all been taken away by him, and the remaining Su Xirou was also him. 's furnace. Under such circumstances, even if you open your eyes, you don't have to worry about anything.

Just as he was thinking so, a hoarse and obscure voice sounded outside the coffin: "When you count to nine, you can open your eyes."

Saying that, the voice hissed: "One."

"two."

"three……"

Hearing this voice, Pei Ling immediately knew that this was the black-robed man in the station.

He did not reply, but did as the other party said.

"Bang!"

The entire coffin shook again and again, as if being dragged by an external force.

The voice continued to count: "Four."

"five."

"six……"

Just as the black-robed man was counting, Pei Ling began to look inside himself.

After capturing two of the nine major sects, his cultivation base has already improved a lot, and his mana is solid, and there is no such thing as a skyrocketing foundation of his cultivation base.

The background is more solid.

In addition, after waking up, the side effect of accommodating Wushi Mountain Villa and Reincarnation Tower cultivator's fate has completely disappeared.

But about the memory of the two, I only remember some fragmentary fragments.

The solitary son of Wushi Mountain Villa came to Yousu Tomb to sharpen his state of mind; the monk from the Reincarnation Tower came to Yousu Tomb to find the opportunity to join the Tao... These two people are at least a thousand years ago, but they are both in Yousu. An accident happened to the grave...

The details of their life experiences are already blank, but the cultivation experience of these two people is very well preserved.

Of course, Pei Ling is using the system to cultivate, not to mention the mere cultivator of the return to the virtual period, it is the cultivation experience of the immortal, and for him, it is also useless...

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