There was no one on the street, or... it should be said that there was no corpse, and the beautiful city in the past was completely frozen.

Zhang Shu recalled the desk calendar on Zeng Mao’s desk. The words “January” under the bright red plum blossom branches were beautifully printed, but he had already forgotten what day it was in January, and he hadn’t calculated it for a long time. Every day the date, only know that the past world is gone and never comes back.

Yunjiu has been using exploration programs to supplement all kinds of knowledge. When he lived in the mortal world, it was more than 1000 years ago-at that time, people still believed that the earth was square.

The human world in the CD-ROM is more prosperous than he imagined, and all kinds of desires can be easily satisfied. No wonder there are fewer and fewer people cultivating immortals. However, in ancient times, there were very few cultivators.

"Ah……"

Thinking of something, Yunjiu exhaled, and even the sound of exhaling carried the soft and tender voice unique to children.

Zhang Shu tightened his arms, turned his head to look at Yunjiu who had his chin resting on his shoulders, and could only see the thick hair on the ear protectors.

"what happened?"

Yunjiu let go of a small arm around Zhang Shu's neck, turned her head, thick hair brushed against Zhang Shu's cheek, even his warm face touched Zhang Shu inadvertently, raised her clear eyes, and looked at Zhang Shu : "I'm thinking - mortals no longer fear death, live for life, live for desire, and the fairy world will perish."

"The world is divided into yin and yang, heaven and earth, and heaven and earth. There is light without darkness, and light does not exist..."

Speaking of this, Yunjiu raised her chin and looked at the gray sky, regardless of whether Zhang Shu could understand or not, her lips like peach blossom petals raised a sarcastic arc: "Everything returns to chaos, and it is ridiculous to distinguish clear from turbid." That group of immortals pretends to be immortals in vain, they don't know that the nine heavens care about the human world, and they make false threats, hehe!"

Zhang Shu looked thoughtful: "You mean... human beings don't believe in gods, so the higher-ups can't do it?"

Yunjiu stared: "Do you understand!?"

Zhang Shu was too lazy to argue with children (-_-#), and continued to ask: "It's not that gods punish mortals, but a problem that gods can't control?"

Yunjiu didn't answer directly, and put her little head back on Zhang Shu's shoulder: "Don't stop, the TV station hasn't arrived yet."

The little hands that had been icy and cold slipped into Zhang Shu's neckline in the motion of pulling them back to their original positions. Zhang Shu was so cold that he remembered one thing: he forgot to prepare a pair of small gloves for Yunjiu.

It was very cold and uncomfortable, but somehow it made Zhang Shu feel very warm. He tilted his head and rubbed Yunjiu's head and said, "You don't need to hug you so tightly, I will hug you tightly."

Yunjiu hummed, her face turned red strangely, like a small tomato, and it took a while to return to normal.

"Who knows? It is inevitable for everything to flourish and decline. The heavens have their own ways. Even if they are gods, how many people can see the way of heaven? In the words of the earth, they are just residents of different dimensions. Right now, demons are already coexisting. I am worried." It's about not being prepared a year later."

If you can restore the Nascent Soul and get back your physical body, although I don't know how much confidence you can add, it's better than Zhang Shu, a sword fairy who can only use swords.

The aura obtained by the zombies is abundant, even more inexhaustible than the Nine Heavens aura filled with cultivators.

Yunjiu estimated that with Zhang Shu's current speed, it only takes half a year to restore his Nascent Soul to its original state, which is better than Qixuan's work of hundreds of years, but to get his body back, he must first know where his body is.

In other words—where is the Demon King?

It is definitely unwise to search rashly and expose yourself, but there is no time to search slowly, so I can only find more monsters and let them scatter to search.

But in that way, if there is a monster betraying, the time of death will come.

Zhang Shu flew very fast, and the buildings dodged backwards one by one. Jiayong did not have the speed of Mo Zhi, and he could not escape in space, so he had to bounce and run between the streets and buildings. The places he stepped on to borrow his strength seemed to have been hit by shells. It was obviously a pangolin, as barbaric as a bull devil.

I don't know if I really had to go on a rampage in order to catch up, or if I needed to vent my anger on purpose.

Maybe there are no living people in K city except the tenth district. The materials in the TV tower have not been passive since the last time. Extinct here.

When I came back after so many days, there was only one more layer of snow.

Zhang Shu quickly found the box that Zeng Mao described. Inside the box was the communication equipment. After putting them into Kun's bag one by one, he also found several boxes of telephones, wires and so on.

The internal telephone in the hotel can be used, so as long as the line is laid, the telephone can also be used in the cave in the future.

Zhang Shu took all of them bluntly, and he was only satisfied when he stuffed the small Kun bag so hard that he couldn't close his mouth.

It's still early, and it's time to get serious about killing monsters after finishing the things that are passing by.

Jiayong is not idle either, Zhang Shu kills the ones in the north, he kills the ones in the south, Yunjiu finds a speaker, puts on the battery and is happy to be an evil supervisor, when playing with GPS until his neck gets sore, he raises his head and makes a childish voice He yelled: "Don't be lazy! Wow!!" twisted his little neck.

Those two were speechless.

The sea of ​​qi is like a bottomless pit, so far I don't know how much spiritual energy can be released. Without the worry of slow refining, Zhang Shu is very unscrupulous. The vertical and horizontal change hexagrams and the forward and reverse hexagrams are used over and over again.

This is how Zhang Shu practiced martial arts. Practice makes perfect, and diligence makes up for weakness.

Since killing zombies at ten o'clock in the morning, only when the mobile phone alarm clock rang at twelve o'clock on time, Zhang Shu took a break - in order for Yunjiu to have lunch on time.

After Yunjiu finished eating, Zhang Shu continued to fight monsters, and he didn't feel tired until after three o'clock in the afternoon.

Driven by the upper, middle, and lower dantians, the speed of the sea of ​​​​qi circulating around the sky remains constant, but the flow rate has tripled. Once the Qingming Sword Art is used, the spiritual power travels inside and outside the body. Lu Jue is actually running in the tendons at the same time, the two methods promote each other, so that the sea of ​​Qi can gather the newly acquired spiritual energy in an orderly manner, and enter the dantian for refining without any leakage.

In the past, Zhang Shu separated the time for using the two kinds of formulas. In these two days, Wenfeng Pinlu Jue reached the third level. After using it, the two can be used together, and produce unexpected miraculous effects.

As soon as Zhang Shu found out, he immediately followed this new way of luck, and soon figured out the method of inhaling—refining—exploiting tendons and meridians, and proceeding in three sequences, integrating all the cultivation into one, helping each other grow.

Saving time or not, Wenfeng Pinlu Jue has been warming and nourishing the tendons and veins during the use of spiritual power, so why would you feel tired?It even made Zhang Shu feel refreshed, and his body became lighter and lighter.

Yunjiu seems to be playing GPS with her mobile phone all the time, but she has been paying attention to Zhang Shu's state all the time. Seeing that he has figured out the right method, her small mouth curls up softly.

It is good to have master's guidance, but you can gain more from self-comprehension, especially in washing your heart.

Therefore, Yunjiu deliberately only gave some or even a little hint to Zhang Shu, and let him explore by himself. If he cultivates with the sure-to-success method like other Shushan disciples, and asks his elders when he encounters problems, he will become a god or an immortal in the future. , or a mediocre person.

The reason why Qingcheng is outstanding, and his supernatural powers are even comparable to those who transform gods into immortals, is precisely because he has worked out every step of his cultivation path through painstaking efforts. There is no one who can see and feel the same as him.

Jiuchongtian, who pays attention to martial arts and formulas, even in the eyes of Yunjiu, who has lost the memory of Qingcheng, has nothing worth nostalgia for. So, after Zhang Shu and his curiosity about the earth, he gave up. The world of Jiuchongtian gave up very decisively.

Memory is just perception in a period of time, whether it exists or not, the nature will not change.

Once Qingcheng rejected the temptation of the sect, but now Yunjiu has abandoned the shortcut of Shushan. What he believes in has always been the saying "Heaven's movement is healthy, and a gentleman strives for self-improvement".

Zhang Shu is very good-looking, but if he has a superficial appearance, he will only rely on him. He doesn't know what self-improvement is, and Yunjiu will never look at him differently.

The journey of cultivating immortals is endless, and being alone is lonely to the end.

It was only with two small fists that Yunjiu was able to support his big head, and when he saw Zhang Shu's more relaxed posture not far away, his saliva was drooling...

I want to get my body back!Zhang Shu's mind became a stick, even if Yunjiu changed to an adult's body, the problem would not be solved, it must be!must!Be sure to get your body back!

At that time, hehe...

"Hey!?"

The dreamy Yunjiu suddenly discovered that there are several unusual monsters more than ten kilometers away, and they are approaching here quickly!

The distance is too far, Zhang Shu hasn't noticed yet, and Jiayong doesn't seem to know anything.

Yunjiu squinted at Hui Jiayong, and shouted, "Zhang Shu!"

Zhang Shu turned around, fell from mid-air, stepped on the edge of the roof with one foot, and slid towards Yunjiu, with a concerned expression on his face: "What's wrong?"

Yunjiu said: "A few monsters are coming in this direction, they must have spotted us."

Zhang Shu was dumbfounded: "The demon's consciousness is so powerful?"

Yunjiu stretched out her finger, and lightly flicked Zhang Shu's forehead from the air: "Stupid! Monsters' spiritual sense is not as good as that of a cultivator, but detecting breath is their strength. You and Jiayong's spiritual power is scattered, so there is so much movement, why bother?" It is not difficult to find out what is going on here from hundreds of miles away."

"Oh..." Zhang Shu asked honestly, "What should we do?"

The speed of the other party is very fast, and the distance is constantly shortening, but Yunjiu still asked Zhang Shu in a leisurely manner: "What do you say?"

He just asked, not for Zhang Shu to make a decision, but Zhang Shu would make a mistake, thinking that he was afraid, picked him up, and knocked on the small backpack.

Shi Dan was so sad that he didn't fall asleep. He was doing exercises in his backpack, moving his hands and feet to prevent degeneration...

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