From the Resurrection of Reiki to the Age of Doomsday

There was a slight smile in Yun Zhiqing's voice, and then he hiccupped.

Then, there was a low exclamation, accompanied by a dead silence.

After a long time.

It was with some embarrassment that the voice sounded, "Well... I'm done eating, I'm in trouble."

With that said, the bowls and chopsticks were pushed out.

Fangzheng took it, and said seriously: "Then master, you should retreat."

"Okay, and..."

"what?"

"No, it's nothing, nothing, I'm going to practice... Don't worry, this bowl of chicken soup is so rich in spiritual energy. After taking it, I feel like my body is full. Maybe it won't take that long. I will soon We can break through."

"That's good."

Fangzheng originally wanted to ask about the magic weapon... After all, he is in urgent need of combat power now, but after thinking about it, in just one day, even if there is a magic weapon, can I really succeed in practicing it?

That's it.

Just don't waste your tense time.

Take away the rice bowl.

Then the true energy was poured into both feet, and he quickly ran towards Xuantian Peak!

With his spiritual consciousness, he can have a panoramic view of everything around him, and his speed can be said to be as fast as lightning... He doesn't care about the squandering of true energy at all.

Just an hour.

He has already rushed to Xuantian Peak... At this time, the true energy in his body has already gone to six or seven.

Fangzheng sat cross-legged for a while, and in just ten minutes, he had replenished the dissipated essence with the mist in his body.

Then, fly up to Xuantian Peak.

Above the main hall, from a distance, I saw the elder sister who was sitting there drinking wine leisurely.

She is obviously a girl with exquisite appearance and a slender figure, but she acts carelessly, watching the movements of drinking, she is quite free and easy.

Like a reclusive chivalrous man, like a carefree prodigal son, and like a supercilious madman.

Like everything, just not like a woman.

Fangzheng leaned over and said with a smile: "Senior sister, little brother is here again."

"Why, do you have another mission for junior brother? So diligent... It seems that the day of Jiumai Peak's prosperity is not far away."

Seeing Fangzheng, Yao Jinxin laughed, pointed to the mission card in front of him and said, "Junior brother has already figured out the mission process, if there is any mission you like, you don't need to tell senior sister, just pick it up yourself."

Fangzheng turned around and went to the task board, and grabbed a board at random.

Turning around again, he said with a smile: "Senior sister, I want to borrow your stack of spells from senior sister to use again!"

Yao Jinxin frowned, and said: "Junior Brother, you should have guessed it, Senior Sister, my task here is to explain the details and ensure their safety for the juniors who have never been in contact with the contribution system of the sect, but you have already accepted the task once. Moreover, I also got the mission contribution, 800 contribution points, which is more than enough for you to exchange for one or two spells, you can learn it slowly, if you blindly rely on foreign things..."

"But the problem is, my little brother doesn't know any spells at all at this time."

"Can't spell?!"

Yao Jinxin frowned and asked, "What did you exchange for?!"

"Look, senior sister."

Fangzheng raised his hand, and in the palm of his hand, suddenly there was a thunderclap... The entire hall was filled with a dull rumbling sound.

All the disciples in the distance were startled at the same time.

"what happened?"

"Someone cast spells in the hall, don't you want to live?"

"It's such a powerful thunder spell... I didn't even see where it came from... Which junior has such a proficient ability to control it."

Yao Jinxin looked at the spell in Fangzheng's hand in shock.

I didn't find out where it was issued normally... because the spell disappeared just after it was put in half.

Fangzheng said guiltily: "I made my senior sister laugh. With my real energy, I have released all of this spell, so I have nothing left, so I can only put half of it... Let senior sister see."

Yao Jinxin was dumbfounded, she looked at Fangzheng with shock in her eyes, a little more... inexplicable, intimacy?

Anyway, the look in his eyes was instantly kinder.

She asked very pleasantly: "Junior brother, you also spent a full 700 contribution points in exchange for this spell because you took a fancy to the power of Palm Thunder? But after you got it, you found that this spell is a weak one, and you can't beat it to death." Enemy, you have to die yourself?"

"The remaining one hundred was exchanged for "Treasure of Heaven and Earth", and now I have nothing left."

After Fangzheng finished answering, he was startled for a while, realizing that there seemed to be something wrong with Yao Jinxin's words, so he looked up in confusion.

But seeing Yao Jinxin's attitude of being concerned, he patted his leopard skin wrapped in wine gourd, and sighed: "Junior Brother, Senior Sister used to be like you, thinking that the best defense is to attack, as long as there is enough Mang, the enemy will not be able to hit me... But ever since I failed to kill Yunyun Leopard with a palm strike, but was chased by that dead leopard for more than [-] miles because of the depletion of true essence, I am ah! , I feel that it is better to be more cautious when I wait for monks."

Chapter 58 Storage space?

Those spells were specially made by Yao Jinxin in order to reduce the casualties of those new disciples.

It is the first time to do a sect mission, and it is accompanied by risks... With these spells, casualties can be minimized. After all, everything is difficult at the beginning.

But Fangzheng has already completed a mission.

Logically speaking, Yao Jinxin had no reason to lend those spells to Fangzheng anymore.

but……

"Forget it, it seems that both of us, siblings, are people whose hearts are higher than the sky and fate is thinner than paper, and the palm thunder thing is indeed..."

Yao Jinshen sighed: "Lending you the spell, you still need three spirit stones... Remember, don't use it indiscriminately."

Fangzheng asked, "Where can I get spirit stones?"

Yao Jinxin asked in surprise, "You don't know?"

Fangzheng smiled and said, "I haven't been a beginner for long, so I don't know many common-sense questions."

Yao Jinxin took a deep look at Fangzheng, and said in admiration: "It's not long since you started, you've already achieved such a cultivation level, and you've reached the fourth level of Qi Refining. Junior Brother, your Immortal Profound Body is really amazing! But I don't know about it. It's normal, you haven't been a student for less than a month, um... the nine peaks, ordinary disciples are treated the same, and the monthly subsidy of 5 spirit stones is issued by the master."

"What about the extraordinary disciple?"

Fangzheng asked a little embarrassedly: "For example, Senior Brother Fengtou and so on."

Yao Jinxin was shocked and said: "You are a big brother?!"

Fangzheng sighed: "It's just me...although I'm a naked man, but strictly speaking, am I also a senior brother?"

Yao Jinxin looked at Fangzheng with playfulness in his eyes, "Senior brother, ten coins a month! So take it easy, if you encounter danger, you can use the talisman as it should, but if you use it recklessly, junior brother, you will not be able to use it in the next two years." , All the income has to be handed over to my senior sister."

"Thank you, Senior Sister, for your suggestion."

Fangzheng nodded.

I thanked Yao Jinxin again, and then turned and left.

As for the mission...he didn't care.

Anyway, Zongmen missions take several days. In comparison, everything has a priority.

Watching the back of him leave.

Yao Jinxin's eyes were a little confused, why did he feel that this junior was a little different from the last time he came here...a bit more chilling, as if...seeing blood?

Could it be that he wants to use this spell to fight against his fellow disciples?

After thinking about it, he shook his head again, no... He was the only one in Jiumai Peak.

Who competes with him?

He is a person's big brother.

Fangzheng returned to Jiumai Peak as quickly as possible with that large number of talismans.

Strictly speaking, these talismans are to leave the cultivator's spells on the talismans... When needed, they only need a small amount of real energy to unleash an attack that is not inferior to the original body's Taoism!

It is very convenient to carry it with you.

But to make a spell, the real energy needed to consume is at least twice that of that spell, plus the blood of the monster and the talisman paper.

In the era of revival of spiritual energy, these true essences are naturally nothing, but here, these true essences need to be recovered bit by bit through meditation, which invisibly affects the cultivation.

From this point of view, three spirit stones for one is really not expensive.

"I hope I don't need it... Otherwise, I will really be in debt."

Go back to Jiumai Peak.

Fangzheng did not practice, but sat quietly at the door, watering the mushrooms planted on the dead wood at the door.

In this place where the aura is not very abundant, the flower mushrooms are also a little wilted.

Back in the room, Fang Zheng took out a spell.

How to take the charm after getting it is also a problem.

But before, I had checked it clearly, and I couldn't bring things from this doomed world, probably because the aura here was not enough.

So does it mean that as long as my aura is sufficient, I can cross the distance between the two worlds?

He originally planned to try slowly... But now, there is no time to explore bit by bit.

On top of the spell, the real essence is full.

"It should be ok?!"

Fangzheng fell asleep on the bed, and slowly closed his eyes.

Even though his heart is solemn, after cultivating his true essence, he can feel his mentality is much calmer. As long as he calms down, he will soon fall into a state of emptiness.

Moments later, he fell asleep.

In the ear, there was a beeping sound.

it's an alarm...

Fangzheng stood up and looked at the alarm clock. Sure enough, only an hour had passed.

One sleep... Even if woken up by the alarm, it is still one sleep.

This maximizes the time spent.

He looked down at his right hand, and then, he couldn't help showing a helpless look on his face. Most of the spell in his hand was burned, and it seemed that he had just been released halfway before being snuffed out by life.

Failed.

Is it because the concentration of aura is not enough?

Or is there still a difference between true energy and spiritual energy, and when you travel by yourself, you can only accommodate spiritual energy, not true energy?

So what if I wrap these spells in an aura mist?

try again!

Fangzheng set the alarm for another hour.

Then he lay on the bed again, and after a while, got up to find sleeping pills.

Insomnia is also a problem.

After taking a sleeping pill, Fangzheng slowly closed his eyes, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

In the doomsday world.

Fangzheng took out a spell again, trying to slowly release the mist of spiritual energy in his body that had not been absorbed by him, a cloud of white mist slowly wrapped the spell in his hand... and then...

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he watched in shock as the spell in his hand turned from real to virtual, dissipating little by little, turning into aura, and as the aura was gradually contained, it returned to his body! !

Within his own dantian.

There is an extra talisman that is close to nothingness...

The talisman, which originally had a physical body, unexpectedly entered into its own foggy space.

What exactly is going on?