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

The door was closed and there was no sound from inside.Zhu Zhitai waited for the news, even if he had always been a little arrogant, he still remembered that the two of them had to communicate through sound transmission.

With a lot of resources in his hands, Zhu Zhitai naturally gathered a small group of admirers behind him. He is now in the foundation building stage, and he is still living in the area of ​​Jianfeng disciples who are practicing Qi and building the foundation.

Occasionally someone passed by outside, and someone sensed that there was someone in Zhu Zhitai's room, but the door was closed tightly, and there was no sound, but they were just minding their own business, without any surprise.

In the room, the two finished the news.

Zhu Zhitai sat at the table, playing with a teacup in his hand: "Is this all the news?"

The square-faced young man was the one who followed Zhu Zhitai on weekdays. Hearing Zhu Zhitai's words, he felt slanderous in his heart, but smiled on his face: "Although it's not particularly clear, there is a direction for this kind of thing. It is already very good to continue to inquire, senior brothers."

A hint of anger appeared on Zhu Zhitai's face, and he slapped the teacup he was playing on the table heavily: "Okay! Then I'll go to the so-called auction to buy this news!"

Zhu Zhitai raised his eyes and stared at the young man with a square face: "Fu Wu, are you sure that you can buy the spirit root at the auction in seven days? The exact technique? Is this news correct?!"

Fu Wu nodded.

Ever since Zhu Zhitai ordered him to inquire about the news, and seven days after he inquired, someone would sell the news about the spiritual root at the auction, and he rushed back immediately.

Taking out a storage bag from his waist, Zhu Zhitai threw it to the square-faced youth without looking at it.

"Take it. Let's leave the sect with me. If the news is true, your benefits will be indispensable."

Zhu Zhitai opened the door and walked out.

Fu Wu opened the storage bag and took a look. Seeing the spirit stones and elixir inside, the smile on his face became more and more sincere. After putting them away, he immediately followed the footsteps of the person in front of him.

Yanyi Xianzong is located in the mountains.

On the long mountain road, two people in sky blue clothes, one behind the other, climbed from one corner of the mountain to the top of another mountain, and then followed the mountain road to a further distance.

Venerable Fengshan's cave is on the top of a mountain in Jianfeng, and the entire mountainside to the top of the mountain is his residence.

But at the foot of the mountain, there is still a mountain path for Jianfeng disciples to pass normally.

Zhu Zhitai was full of impatience, and wished he could go to the auction sooner to buy the spiritual root method, so that he could cultivate the three spiritual roots faster, so that he could break through as soon as possible.

Many people who were like him in the past are now in the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage or half-step Golden Core Stage, and what's more, they have directly reached the Golden Core Stage, and he is still in the Middle Stage of Foundation Establishment Stage.

How the world is so unfair!

Why is it that I, Zhu Zhitai, have mediocre qualifications and are not as good as others!

Venerable Fengshan retreated, and no one disturbed him.

Cold to the bone, because Jing Zhe had overcome the inner demon and wanted to break through, the two temporarily left Yanyi Xianzong.

At this time, no one could see the black air whizzing past above Venerable Fengshan's cave.

Mohun Rongguang noticed the two people passing by the mountain path at the bottom of the mountain.

"It's really interesting. One person is dreaming of improving his cultivation, while the other is thinking about the mind of a master."

A streak of black air swirled out from Zhu Zhitai's body, and in just one or two breaths, the demon soul Rongguang knew Zhu Zhitai's greatest desire from Zhu Zhitai's memory.

"A monk in the fusion stage..."

Venerable Fengshan, a Mahayana period monk, is now under the temptation of his own demonic energy, isn't he still possessed by a demon?In the fusion period under the Mahayana period, Mohun Rongguang really looked down upon him.

However, Mohun Rongguang remembered Lin Huixia who was still in the dungeon, suffering from the cold and being suppressed. He had ignored him for more than a month, and if he didn't care about him, he was about to die. Zhu Zhitai laughed out loud.

"It's all a dream anyway, so what's the harm in letting me give you a sweet dream?"

Zhu Zhitai stopped in his tracks, swiped his sword and turned around: "Who! Who was laughing just now!"

"No one? Where did the laughter come from? Fu Wu, did you hear that?"

Fu Wu looked at Zhu Zhitai who was turning back suspiciously: "Brother Zhu, is there any laughter? Did you hear it wrong?"

Zhu Zhitai did not give up and looked around, Fu Wu who was puzzled fell silently to the ground, black air came out of Fu Wu, a big living person turned into a skeleton in an instant, and then Zhu Zhitai turned his head again, only to see Fu Wu's original clothes turned into dust.

"Who--"

The sword in Zhu Zhitai's hand fell to the ground.

The demon soul radiated into Zhu Zhitai's body, and easily entered his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Tsk, after the bone-chilling cold, no one's sea of ​​consciousness is difficult for me to enter."

Zhu Zhitai, possessed by the demonic soul, was wearing a sky-blue student uniform. He clearly had the same appearance as before, but his every move revealed a domineering and evil spirit.

The sky was bright and the sun was bright, and it was supposed to be a heavily guarded dungeon, but it turned a blind eye to anyone who came.

The demon soul Rongguang used Zhu Zhitai's body to come to the depths of the dungeon where Lin Huixia was suppressed.

The demon soul lightly sniffed the very subtle demonic energy in the air, and looked at the magic weapon of suppression that appeared above Lin Huixia's head, which looked like an ordinary stone.

Lin Huixia's body was covered with frost, and when he used the magic energy cultivated on his body to drive away the cold, the white frost would subside for a while.

It's just that Lin Huixia's body is now restricted, and his spiritual power can't be used. The devil energy can dissipate the cold, but it also competes with the bone-chilling spiritual power, which makes his body ache.

Mohun Rongguang used Zhu Zhitai's body and put his hand on top of Lin Huixia's head, Lin Huixia woke up and opened his eyes.

Rong Guang continued to search for restraints on Lin Huixia who was no longer frost-free. Afterwards, the demon soul Rong Guang released some demon energy into the water, and changed the chain tied around Lin Huixia's ankle to Zhu Zhitai's foot.

Although it is Mohun Rongguang who uses this body now, Zhu Zhitai originally used it for this purpose.

Lin Huixia used the slight spiritual power in his body to step on the water and stand on the ground next to him, watching Zhu Zhitaidai being suppressed.

Mohun Rongguang opened his eyes with Zhu Zhitai's body, looked at Lin Huixia, and said in an unquestionable tone, "Come here, and transfer the cold air on your body to this guy."

Lin Huixia: "How?"

The body controlled by the demon soul Rongguang, Zhu Zhitai's scarlet eyes, first cut a cut on his own body, and opened his mouth to bite through the shoulder of Lin Huixia who came in front of him, and the blood of the two sides touched.

Lin Huixia's face remained unchanged, she only closed her eyes, and carefully felt the coldness leaving her body.

In the dungeon, the demon soul Rong Guang used Zhu Zhitai's body to enter. When several people saw it, they were confused by Rong Guang's demonic energy. No one knew that there was a prisoner in the depths who made a mistake.

A disciple guarding the dungeon on patrol frowned.

The person patrolling with him next to him had doubts on his face: "What's wrong?"

"This voice, do you want to check it out?"

In the corridor of the dungeon, there was a faint echo of that unbearable groan.

The man who patrolled with the frowning man shook his head: "No need. You just came to the dungeon today to take on the duty of patrolling. I don't understand that this is actually very common in the dungeon. I just came from the sky a few days ago. Prisoned in the dungeon, there are more things of all kinds than that."

Since the companion beside him said this, the frowning person gave up the idea of ​​going to have a look, and asked curiously: "Why is this so?"

Another Law Mountain disciple's voice was flat: "The Zongmen Heavenly Prison holds the monsters and monks caught outside the sect, and the dungeon locks up the monsters and monks who commit crimes inside the Zongmen. The offenders are male or female. It's getting closer, and they don't have spiritual power, so they can do anything naturally, not to mention just simple sexual desire."

"Being able to be imprisoned, as a monk, the mind is already out of the question... You and I can see the various states of this dungeon, and we should be clear about the Dao heart when practicing..."

Zhu Zhitai closed his eyes, frost covered his body and covered his messy clothes.

He is still dreaming of the fantasy dream that the demon soul Rongguang made up for him.

Lin Huixia stood on the ground by the water, letting the demon soul get into his sea of ​​consciousness. He had a wound on his shoulder, but he lightly buckled his belt with a calm expression. He looked at Zhu Zhitai in the water, without any emotion in his eyes .

"Rong Guang, put my face on him."

At the mountain gate, "Zhu Zhitai" raised his chin slightly, held a sword, and walked out of the mountain gate.

In the dungeon, Zhu Zhitai felt that he was about to be frozen to death. He shivered and opened his eyes tremblingly. As soon as he opened his eyes, he found that where he was now, he couldn't see any light. He wanted to move body, but found that his whole body was frozen, and his spiritual power could not be used.

what's the situation!

Come on!Help!

"Come here..." Zhu Zhitai also had frost on his face, he thought he was shouting, but found that what he shouted was only a few syllables that didn't make a sentence.