I am eight years old again, and I will never serve as a cauldron for the empress again.

"What?"

After the last battle, the Great Sun Golden Crow spent half of the time in a deep sleep.

In that battle, he devoured a lot of resources and needed to digest them properly.

Zhuang Zhou didn't expect that at this juncture, the big sun and golden crow would wake up.

"I don't know the origin of the Heaven Stealing Scripture, but judging from the two acupuncture points you have mastered, this scripture involves the secrets of the changes in the human body. The treasures that can be exploited at each acupoint must be extraordinary! And the "Sun Scripture" I know the origin, it is a scripture written by the legendary Sun Supreme, the first pure Yang body in the human race."

"The most powerful ones, surpassing the great emperors, each of them is a powerful person who has experienced the world! The scriptures they wrote are called Immortal Sutras, which means that they practice to the extreme and are on par with the immortals! This "Sun Sutra" is extremely terrifying, far away Beyond the so-called "Emperor Sutra", if you can obtain this sutra and meditate on it carefully, your pure Yang body can be developed to the extreme!"

The Golden Crow of the Sun said to Zhuang Zhou quite excitedly.

"Sun Scripture", a scripture written by the first generation of pure Yang bodies.

Not to mention anything else, just these two pieces of information were enough to make Zhuang Zhou's heart flutter.

"Master, please bow to me, my disciple!"

Zhuang Zhou knelt down, kowtowed and said.

"Hey, my good disciple!"

The old man nodded and helped Zhuang Zhou up.

"These are the two volumes of scriptures I promised you. You must keep them!"

The old man placed a finger on Zhuang Zhou's eyebrows.

In Zhuang Zhou's mind, two volumes of scriptures instantly appeared.

Zhuang Zhou's mind passed over the scriptures.

The contents are deeply imprinted in my heart.

"This "Sun Scripture" seems to be incomplete?"

After Zhuang Zhou read it, he immediately discovered the problem.

"This "Sun Scripture" touches on some taboos of heaven and earth. The level of Lingtian Realm is not enough to allow such scriptures to appear. Therefore, the "Sun Scripture" records all cultivation methods. As for the taboo secret methods, It was never mentioned!”

The old man said solemnly.

Zhuang Zhou savored it carefully.

This "Sun Scripture" has some similarities with the "Nine Yang Xuantian Jue".

If you look carefully, the two complement each other.

Zhuang Zhou felt that he might be able to combine these two ancient scriptures based on his previous life's practice experience and his current life's experience, and take another step forward on the basis of his predecessors to reach a new level!

"I have become my master, senior, but I don't know his name?"

Zhuang Zhou suddenly asked.

I still don’t know the identity of this old man!

"My name is Wang Changsheng. If I think of immortality, I can do whatever I want in the world!"

The old man introduced.

"This is my registered disciple's waistband. Please keep it. It may be able to ward off some disasters for you in the future!"

Zhuang Zhou took the token handed over by the old man. The token was dirty, a little oily, and didn't look very bright.

However, Zhuang Zhou instinctively felt that this Wang Changsheng was not simple, so he accepted the token without the slightest dislike.

Then, Wang Changsheng laughed loudly, turned around and left, blended into the void and disappeared.

Zhuang Zhou suddenly raised his head.

On the altar table, three sticks of sandalwood were still burning.

The clay sculptures are still there.

If it weren't for the two extra volumes of scriptures in his mind and the dirty token in his hand, he would have thought that everything he just experienced was a dream.

"I met an expert!"

Zhuang Zhou said to himself.

Then he walked to the second floor of Huanyue Ruins.

The second level of Huanyue Ruins is rampant with ferocious beasts.

This is an ancient forest, with towering trees rising into the sky, lush and lush, the green canopy covering the sky, and the vigorous vitality making people feel relaxed and happy.

However, such an elegant environment was shattered by corpses, stumps and broken bones lying on the ground.

Various ferocious beasts were killed, the golden elixirs in their bodies were taken away, and the treasures they were guarding were also robbed.

"Is this what geniuses of all races do? Wherever they pass, they are like locusts crossing the border, leaving nothing behind!" Zhuang Zhou sighed lightly, not accusing him of anything.

If he were in someone else's shoes, he might have gone too far and lost all his territory.

After searching for a while, Zhuang Zhou entered the third floor of Huanyue Ruins.

This is the real purpose of his trip.

The moment Zhuang Zhou stepped into the third floor of Huanyue Ruins.

A gloomy wind blew towards my face.

The terrifying death energy, as if it had its own consciousness, crazily penetrated into Zhuang Zhou's body.

Zhuang Zhou felt that his whole body was cold, his feet were shaking, and his whole body became a little depressed.

What he saw face to face was a huge city with walls hundreds of feet high and towering into the clouds.

There is also a plaque several feet long on the huge city wall. On the plaque are written three dark red characters "City of Wasted Death".

These three big characters are like splashing blood.

There is a bright red murderous intention flowing in every word.

"It is a waste of time to gather dead people in the city, and no living souls can enter!"

A hoarse voice came from the city of Fusi.

Zhuang Zhou raised his eyes and saw an old man slowly approaching carrying a pole.

The two baskets on the shoulder pole each contained a human head. The two heads were still alive, but the eyeballs had been removed, leaving only two deep bloody holes.

"I'm so wronged!"

"I'm so miserable!"

Both men let out mournful moans and groans from their heads.

Zhuang Zhou felt his scalp numb again.

Because these two people are all geniuses from all races that he has seen in Nancheng. Although they are both at the Golden Core Realm, their combat prowess is definitely not inferior to that of ordinary magical power realm masters.

Now, their heads have been cut off and their souls have been sealed in their heads.

He could neither survive nor die, yet he ended up in such a miserable end.

"Young man, do you want to enter the City of Wasted Death? Do you want me to carry you into the city on a pole?"

The old man walked up to Zhuang Zhou and revealed a pale, bloodless face. He had a pair of eyes with no whites and black pupils occupying the entire eye sockets.

"No, no, no!"

Zhuang Zhou waved his hands repeatedly.

"I'll just get into it myself!"

As Zhuang Zhou spoke, strands of deathly energy lingered on his body.

His face and the aura of strangers were blurring, and eventually disappeared completely.

"It's strange. I could feel the life and blood of a living person on your body just now. How come this dazzling effect has disappeared?"

The old man murmured to himself, and then walked past Zhuang Zhou.

Zhuang Zhou breathed a sigh of relief.

"call!"

His little hand patted his chest.

His idea was indeed correct.

He has practiced the Heavenly Way of Death and has now reached the second level. His ability to mobilize the energy of death is even more powerful than that of normal ghosts.

As long as the death energy covers the body surface, ordinary ghosts cannot identify themselves as living persons.

In this way, he can blend into these wandering ghosts, explore the truth of the matter, and even rescue the powerful people from all sides who are trapped in the ruins!

When the energy of death lingered around his body, Zhuang Zhou felt that the world no longer rejected him. He absorbs death energy and can actually transform it into true energy.

"Is this okay?"

Zhuang Zhou was surprised.

"What's wrong?"

A voice came out from behind Zhuang Zhou.

Zhuang Zhou turned around and saw that the water was like an immortal.

"Why did you come with me?!"

Zhuang Zhou looked at Shui Ruxian. At this moment, Shui Ruxian still looked like a rotting corpse. With her appearance and aura, she looked more like an undead than a real ghost.

"You can come, why can't I come!"

Shui Ruxian looked at Zhuang Zhou and said stubbornly.

"It's dangerous here..."

Zhuang Zhou said worriedly, he knew that Shui Ruxian was a typical hard-spoken but soft-hearted person.

She must have blended into the ruins because she was worried about her own safety.

"As long as I don't reveal my identity, there is no danger! In the state of the undead, I still have combat power comparable to that of ordinary powerful people in the supernatural realm. During this period, I also consumed a lot of resources. Although in terms of talent, Not as good as geniuses like you, but I still have some trump cards!"

Shui Ruxian waved his fist and said.

"You two, come here quickly! Mr. Wushuang has just captured two people alive and wants to put them in the pot. You should quickly go to the back mountain and chop some firewood! You have delayed the dinner of the adults, so you can enjoy it!"

When two people are having a conversation.

A ghost general at the magical level suddenly shouted.