Record of Chaos

　　 If the power of God's consciousness is equal to him, then he will be in an extremely disadvantaged position. Because in the sea of ​​consciousness, everything in the sea of ​​consciousness will change with the thought of the Lord of the sea of ​​consciousness. Describing can completely construct an extremely unfavorable environment for him. Then the two will fight with the power of divine consciousness, which is not much different from fighting outside.

　　 But the power of delusion is so far from him, and at such a slow speed, it is simply a lamb to be slaughtered for him.

　　The only problem is to find a hiding place for the **** of evil spirits in this world. But this is not difficult. Just like the uneven distribution of spiritual energy in this world, the distribution of divine consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness is also uneven.

　　 The Dark Night King swept across the world with the power of divine consciousness, and then we could clearly see the dense divine minds of the cross. The soul must be among them.

　　 He walked across a broken stone wall. Under the corner, the dirty and greasy gutter gave off an unpleasant smell. Going on for a while, the population is getting scarce. He saw a ruined wall, an old house that had been abandoned since when he didn't know, and the houses were half collapsed.

　　 This is the residence of the thief. That is where he hid dozens of taels of silver. It's just that he went down the mountain several times, accompanied by his fellow apprentices, and he was too embarrassed to bring others to this place. So he never came back here again.

　　 "To live in such a dirty and shabby place." This place made the Night King feel uncomfortable. Kicking open a dark and shiny broken door, he unexpectedly saw that the room was far less dilapidated than the outer door, but everything was neatly packed, fresh and elegant, and the air was filled with a light fragrance.

　　 Various sundries are sorted and stacked in the corner. The slate floor was spotless, and there was a clean, old mat spreading the fragrance of grass. There is a quaint clay pot beside the pillow of the straw mat. That jar is where the money is hidden.

　　 Goujiu's residence was not so clean originally, this is obviously the result of a woman's careful cleaning.

　　 There is a washbasin-sized hole in the southeast corner of the roof. Sunlight spilled from the hole, forming a soft beam of light, which happened to shine on a woman sitting on the straw mat.

　　 She is green silk like a waterfall, her face is picturesque, and her icy muscles and bones, but her pure and white dress is flowing with faint colorful light.

　　 It seems that the beauty is lazily combing, her hair is just loosely draped over her shoulders, her slender jade fingers are constantly tracing the blue silk, and her messy hair is smoothed out leisurely. A pair of snow-white jade feet are naked on the straw mat, yet to be worn. When the Night King came in, her eyes flashed brightly, not by accident, but with a long-awaited look.

　　 The Dark Night King felt a huge shock in his heart. This woman is not simple, she is actually a golden core soul! Why is there a golden core soul in the body of a foundation-building monk? And before he came in, he didn't notice any signs at all?

　　 Yes, because he did not take the Nine Soul Concentration Pill, he only recovered to the perfect state of the Purple Mansion. Even if he could get another level up and reach the realm of Jindan Yihua, he would not be blinded by this.

　　 A golden core monk wants to hide his existence, even if the purple mansion is perfect, it is absolutely impossible to find out.

　　 This girl waited in this room, knowing that she would come here. When he got here, the other party felt that there was no need to hide anymore, and he showed up. Only then did he discover the existence of this person.

　　 When the woman saw him break in, she didn't get up, she nodded slightly, and smiled: "Lian Ling, the poor road jade palace, has seen His Royal Highness."

　　 The other party is the Jindan Yuanshen, not only is it not slow in this world, as long as she is willing, she can even be faster than him.

　　 In the center of the soft beam of light, a gentle pale golden light surrounds her, which is like a mask covering her. The five-color light above her head continued to circulate, forming a phantom of Baolian.

　　 This is one of the three flowers. The completion of Zifu's cultivation is a five-qi Zhaoyuan. But when Jin Danxiu reached the peak, the three flowers gathered on top. There was only a faint flower on her head, which was the female nun in the early days of Jindan Yihua.

The Night King snorted coldly and said, "You are waiting here with all your heart, just to wait for me to enter this trap? Since you have the strength of the golden core, you come out to fight face to face, and no one here is your opponent. Why are you so sneaky? ?"

　　 If the other party showed up earlier, he would realize that the Nine Soul Concentration Pill can only be obtained through the exchange of benefits, and it is no longer robbed. There is much more room for recovery in the situation. Maybe he just gave up and went back to the Demon Realm, and would never conflict with these people.

　　 Now that the opponent's design has trapped him here, it can be said that his life and death are at the hands of the opponent, which is far more sinister than confrontation outside.

Lian Ling didn't have any sullen expression on his face, and replied calmly, "Pan Dao has a right opponent, holding a magic weapon that can preview the secrets of heaven, and is wandering outside. If I go out to fight with the body of a golden core, it is not difficult, but unavoidable Being ingested by that magic weapon has revealed the secret."

　　 The voice of the goddess was like gurgling water, and she continued to say with a gentle smile, "So I have to wait for the rabbit in this sea of ​​knowledge.

　　 She hasn't shown up all the time, and what she is afraid of is Gu Zhongyu, who holds an imitation of the Universe Treasure Plate. She would be fine if she didn't do anything. Once she did it, the strong spirit fluctuations would inevitably be perceived by this person, and when one more person on the Night Blind Mountain repaired the golden core, it would be taken into the treasure tray.

　　 If the ancient family calculates some clues from this, in the future, her plan to eradicate the ancient family of Yuntian City may be greatly affected.

　　 It is not difficult for Gu Zhongyu to directly kill Gu Zhongyu with her power and destroy the imitation treasure plate in his hand, but this imitation is connected to the original. Even if the imitation product is destroyed, the ancient family can still use the genuine product to figure out the whole story.

　　 But if Goujiu and others are really worried about their lives, she can't help but show up for a fight. Fortunately, this disciple was dealt with properly, and they have always been in surprise.

　　 Dark Night King’s divine consciousness attack made Lian Ling's heart a flash of inspiration. It's better to fight with God's consciousness in the sea of ​​knowledge. In this way, the psychic fluctuations were minimized, and Gu Zhongyu couldn't detect it.

　　 She asked Goujiu to swallow the Nine Soul Concentration Pill into her belly. In this way, the Night King wanted to gain the power of this pill again, there was no other way but to swallow the primordial spirit of the evil spirit.

　　 Goujiao is just a foundation-building monk. She didn't believe that the Night King would be able to withstand this temptation, and she would even give up this opportunity to restore the Golden Core Realm.

　　 So she just needs to wait here. The Night King is like the moth that bats fire, and he will definitely come here. The situation was as she expected.

　　 "Are you going to kill me in this sea of ​​knowledge?" The Night King has lived for thousands of years, and the most important thing is his own life and death. Even if there is still a chance, he will find a way to survive.

　　 But his divine consciousness is already trapped here, if he is slashed by Lian Ling's sword, the primordial spirit in his body will inevitably be exhausted, and the flesh spirit will fall apart and die. These ten thousand years of hard work have been burned.

　　 "No, the **** king misunderstood." Lian Ling shook his head lightly. This smile is clear, and his eyes are as clear as a mountain stream. "The **** king is noble, and the two worlds of humans and monsters have not yet fully fought. If I leave the life of the **** king here, I will still be a little impatient, it's not appropriate. ."

　　 She is not a bloodthirsty person, she follows reason in everything.

　　 There is one more Jindan Great Demon from the Ghost Owl Clan of the Demon Realm, which is intact in the Cuiyu Palace. On the contrary, after the rise of the declining ghost owl tribe, it is more able to contend with the current raccoon tribe, becoming a force of checks and balances again.

　　 The tree clan she hopes to form an alliance, if there is no threat from the ghost owl, I am afraid that it will still score and fall apart for how long.

　　 And in the multitudinous calculations, she felt that the appearance of the king of ghost owls had a lot of cause and effect to the descendants of the tree emperor Muye, the wood return to the tree clan~www.wuxiaspot.com~. If the Night King is killed here, it is unnecessary for her, but it will ruin the chance of the wood.

　　 It's a pity that she doesn't have a treasure like the Universe Treasure Pan in her hands. Although she has sentiments, she is not so clear.

　　"However, in order to seek resurrection for thousands of years, Zunjia has refined hundreds of lives. Among them are my disciples from the Jade Palace. This account cannot be counted.

　　 "Now my disciples of the Biluo line are trapped in your blood-devouring and holding the **** array, life and death are unpredictable. If this matter is not explained, I definitely cannot let His Royal Highness leave."

　　 Even Ling's smile narrowed, and his voice gradually became cold.

　　 Dark Night King raised his eyebrows: "Then what do you want?"

Lian Ling said coldly, "This formation was laid out by your own hands ten thousand years ago. I am afraid that only you will know the details. Please let go of your spiritual knowledge and let Xiang Dao take out the details of this formation. You can teach me the details. Several disciples of Bi Luo Yi lined away.

　　 "As for the blood feuds of those lives, I will first burn a little mark on the gods. In the future, the world will revolve, and I will ask for it."

　　 "Presumptuous!"

　　 For a monk, if he let go of his spiritual knowledge and let others read it, all the secrets in his heart are naturally not kept, not to mention the soul mark. This is the same as a strip-searching and then holding a knife to engrave a word on the face. It is a terrible shame.

　　 Even ordinary monks can't stand this kind of humiliation, let alone the arrogant ancient power of the Night King? Just thinking about this idea was enough to provoke a burst of anger in his heart.

　　 It changed the time when he was sitting in the Ghost Howl Palace. Anyone who talked to him in this tone would cut up all the people and throw them on top of the Ghost Howl Palace to feed the birds.

　　 Lian Ling sighed and said, "Is there any other choice?"