As a stand-in, he ran away in a vest.

Zhou Jing's life in the past two or three years is actually very wonderful.

Injured, avoiding Lin Huixia's dark arrows, escaping again and again under the hands of the demon soul, without anyone knowing, because of the system, there are three different vests.

Even if outsiders don't know about these things, just because he was trapped in the third level of Qi training for a few years, and in these few years, he not only broke through the foundation-building stage, but also leaped from the foundation-building stage to the Jindan stage, and then In the Nascent Soul stage, people will be surprised when they hear this speed.

Because Zhou Jing's age in this world is just twenty-nine.

Nascent Soul stage monks under [-], who can hear and say that the proud son of heaven is making progress extremely fast?

Zhou Jing's main body is preparing for the coming chaos during this period of time, packing up some of his things in Changfeng Town, while Han Shigu is accompanying Jing Zhe, guarding for the breakthrough of Jing Zhe's Nascent Soul Stage to Ascension God Stage.

The Jingzhe heart demon has passed, but it has broken through the first level. Based on the calculation, the demon soul escaped once or twice. If you are not in a hurry, it is important to improve your strength first.

In an inn, a man with a slightly downcast appearance looked at the golden wound on his body with ferocious eyes.

"This group of damn bald donkeys, when will this injury heal?"

In the back mountain of Jialan Temple, the third-tier gray-haired wolf was entangled in heavy chains. Its eyes were scarlet, and the monk who had already been discovered reported it upwards.

When Shi Kongfan heard about it, he followed the other great monks, intending to take a look.

His character's body was so cold that he was tired of dealing with the devil's soul and devil's energy, but that devil's soul was not slippery, as long as there was a gap to escape, he could split himself into many devil's energy and run out. It's annoying.

Before Kongfan himself noticed it, his status in the hearts of the other great monks in Jialan Temple had gradually risen. The title of "Buddhist Son" was originally just a compliment in Abbot Yiyun's heart, but those great monks Gradually began to admit that Kong Fan was special and important as a "Buddha son".

So Kong Fan wanted to see the gray-eyed wolf with red eyes, but he was not stopped.

Although the Great Monk Huiguang has a friendly face, Kongfan seems to be more relaxed, and he can be seen often. In fact, Huiguang, as a senior brother of the Hui family, has many things to do on weekdays.

In this way, Hui Xin followed Kong Fan.

The appearance from Jialan Temple to the back mountain is roughly the same. Whether it is Neijialan Temple or Waijialan Temple, there is only one path on the mountain that is walked out by pebbles or human legs.

Kongfan is now seven years old, and he is small, not as tall as the wild reeds that have absorbed a lot of nutrients from the land.

Kong Fan was walking, and before he knew it, Kong Fan walked from the back to the front.

"what is that?"

Kong Fan saw a thick red cloud on the top of the mountain in the distance where there were few wild reeds.

After walking a few more steps, the wild reeds became luxuriant, and Kong Fan's sight was blocked, and the rich red color just now was gone.

Kongfan silently lifted himself up with spiritual power, and saw it again this time, and looked carefully, that piece of red cloud should be the flower of some kind of tree, it is very beautiful in pieces.

There's also a very light floral scent, sort of like... "the aroma of plum blossoms."

Now it is winter, and many flowers and trees on the back mountain of Waijialan have recuperated. There is only one place where ordinary pilgrims often go, and the abbot of Waijialan has planted red plums all over the mountain.

"Yes, those are plum blossoms. Uncle Kong Fan, you used to only go to the Sutra Pavilion, where you read scriptures every day, but you didn't take a good look at Jialan Temple."

"On that hilltop, only the red plum blossoms were planted all over the mountain. In winter, thousands of flowers withered, but it was the time when the red plum blossoms were in full bloom. Not only those of us in the temple thought it was a sight, but those who came to offer incense , have made winter red plums a must in our Jialan Temple."

Looking at the sea of ​​red plums from a distance, Kongfan arrived at the place where the gray-haired wolf was being held without chatting a few words.

If it hadn't been for the countless times he had dealt with demonic energy before, Kong Fan would not have discovered the weirdness of this gray-haired wolf.

It is completely different from those monsters that lose their sanity once their eyes are scarlet.It still retains its own consciousness!If you don't look at the red eyes on the appearance, every move is no different from other monsters.

Kong Fan stood beside Gray Wolf.

The gray-haired wolf obviously still remembered the familiar faces of Kong Fan and Hui Guang, the voice and expression they yelled at them, and the other faces.

There was a restraint on the chain, and this gray-eyed wolf, which was bigger than the two Kong Fans, could only roar and could not move at all.

"Amitabha."

Watching several big monks go up to check, at the end, Kong Fan used the palm of compassion he had realized half a month ago on the huge gray-haired wolf.

This palm just landed on the white spot between the forehead of that gray-haired wolf.

When Kongfan's palm touched, a little golden light overflowed, but the gray-haired wolf did not change at all - the scarlet in its eyes did not disappear, and at the same time, there was no trace of dispelled demonic energy on the gray-haired wolf.

Kong Fan's face became serious.

Zhou Jing used Hantougu and Kongfan, and obviously found that the spiritual power of these two bodies has a very obvious restraint effect when confronting the magic energy.

Shan and Ze are not counted, he has been in the mountains and waters, and since he woke up, he has never fought with anyone or monsters.

Then why, even though this end has become like this, it is obviously the feeling that it has been contaminated by demonic energy, but my Buddha's light has no effect on this monster?

Before mortals and cultivators, the first gap that divides the cloud and mud is the spiritual root.

Those without spiritual roots have no chance of immortality.

Based on this cognition, one can see how impactful news this is.

When Zhou Jing heard the news from Changfeng Town, in less than ten days, the news grew up secretly like a barren meadow caught in the spring breeze, mixed with the thoughts of many people and took root and sprouted together.

With such a huge opportunity in front of him, who cares about the harm caused to others by the method of depriving spiritual roots?

Even if it is known that this method is spread and everyone is fish and meat, there will inevitably be many people who are crazy about their own advancement.

At this time, in Yanyi Xianzong, which was far away from Changfeng Town, Zhu Zhitai walked back and forth in his room alone.

The news of the deprivation of spiritual roots spread extremely widely in a short period of time.

Although Zhu Zhitai is an inner disciple of the Yanyi Immortal Sect, and has a grandfather who has cultivated in the fusion period, but he himself only has the qualifications of the Three Spirit Roots. On this journey of cultivation, relying on his grandfather, apart from his own cultivation, There are still a lot of resources piled up on Zhu Zhitai, and he only has the cultivation level of the late foundation establishment today.

Zhu Zhitai himself, how could he not know that he has so many resources compared to other people? !

Of course he knows!

If... there is indeed such a method of strengthening and purifying spiritual roots... Zhu Zhitai's heart has already begun to move when he heard the news from other people's ears.

Under the control of the sect, he has never done any serious evil, but the small evils continue.

Because Zhu Zhitai has a good grandfather, his own status is barely enough, and he can be regarded as an inner disciple. In the sect, it is always indispensable to be sought after by others.

Even if sometimes he did something wrong, it was really too much, and when the disciples of Law Mountain punished him, they would also show mercy to him because Zhu Zhitai had a direct elder who had a fusion period.

When he heard the news, he was heartbroken, and he was still gnashing his teeth in the middle, remembering a punching bag named Lin Huizhou back then.

Originally, he was just a sandbag with poor strength and a soft temper, and he broke through the golden core in a single leap.

Every time Zhu Zhitai thinks about being overtaken by someone he bullied, he feels uncomfortable.

Zhu Zhitai walked in the room, thinking in his heart, fortunately, even if that guy is at the golden core stage, he is now a casual cultivator, without the protection and resources of the sect, he will die outside sooner or later.

"Knock Knock-"

There was a knocking sound outside Zhu Zhitai's room, Zhu Zhitai quickly opened the door, a square-faced young man, wearing the same sky-blue inner disciple clothes as Zhu Zhitai, came in with joy on his face.

"Brothers, I have found out all the news..."

A bit of eagerness and desire flashed in Zhu Zhitai's eyes: "Don't be tricky, just say it!"