After dressing as a cultist, I harmed the protagonist group

Qin Baixu's voice was very close, as if right next to his ear.Zhu Zhizhi always felt itchy in his ears, and stretched out his hand to touch the side a few times. When he touched a person, the muscles under the other person's clothes immediately tensed.

"Qin Baixu, stay away from me." He pushed the man away.

Chu Xingyu said in a muffled voice, "You pushed me."

Zhu Zhizhi: "..."

Qin Baixu: "Pfft."

Zhu Zhizhi withdrew his hand and rolled his eyes in a direction where he couldn't see anything, "Are you still leaving? After a while, the fight will spread, and the hidden talisman will be invalidated by the shock, so no one needs to leave."

"Then what should you do?" Chu Xingyu's voice was worried, "If Elder Zhou wins, wouldn't you..."

"Tsk, Xiao Yu'er, I'm so touched that you still have the heart to worry about me." Zhu Zhizhi patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, he can't win."

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse, Cheng Busi, an old fox, must have the means to suppress the bottom of the box.

After shooting, it feels wrong.

Qin Baixu said, "This time it's me."

"What are you two doing changing positions?!" Zhu Zhizhi was furious.

Qin Baixu smiled and said, "Junior Brother Chu is thin-skinned. I'm afraid you'll touch me by mistake again and hide behind me."

Chu Xingyu retorted in a low voice, "I'm not thin-skinned."

"Then why are you hiding?" Zhu Zhizhi teased him with a smile.

Every time he is cute, he always has this pair of smiling eyes, as if the spring breeze blows the lake water, the narrow and long eye tails are rippling, and the eyebrows are curved, with a fox-like cunning.

It's almost like...the vixen who seduces scholars in the mortal storybook.

With such an inexplicable thought in his mind, Chu Xingyu's face became hot, and he quickly looked away.

Zhu Zhizhi waved his hand, "Okay, stop teasing me, let's go."

"Take care." Chu Xingyu nodded to him, only to remember that he couldn't see him.

As the night fell, dangerous magic lights flashed in the air.While their fierce battle was heating up, the two people with the hidden talisman took the opportunity to leave.

Zhu Zhizhi chose a good position, squinted his eyes and continued to watch the battle.

The golden core monk's movements are extremely fast, and he can only see clearly with enough eyesight, but it is a once-in-a-lifetime learning opportunity.

He silently evaluates, simulates, and accumulates experience in his heart.Due to being too focused, his eyes were slightly stinging, but his eyes were still correct.

After a long time, there was a loud sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, Elder Zhou was knocked down hard, his muscles and bones were broken.

Cheng Busi was relentless, took advantage of the victory and pursued, and cut off his head neatly.

The leader was killed, and the two elders who rebelled with him immediately lost their fighting spirit and were quickly defeated and captured alive.

"Kill me!" trembling roar.

Cheng Busi ordered in a cold voice: "Let them live for now, let all the disciples see the fate of betraying the suzerain!"

"Yes." The two elders took the order and pushed them away.

In a sect like the Hehuan Sect, the fate of those two people is obviously worse than death.

Zhu Zhizhi patted the hem of his clothes, and when he stood up, he had changed into a worried expression.

He ran to Cheng Busi's side very quickly, as if he couldn't help but stepped forward to care, "Master, how are you, are you injured?"

"It's nothing. Zhou Yan wants to kill me, but he's still far away."

"That's right, he dared to betray you, it's really beyond his control!" Zhu Zhizhi echoed.

Cheng Busi glanced at him, and suddenly asked: "Why did you speculate like that before? You won't be afraid of being retaliated by Zhou Yan if you provoke the elders?"

After everything was over, Cheng Busi recalled the previous dispute and always felt that it was too coincidental.Zhu Zhizhi's seemingly random speculation made everyone feel reasonable, leaving Zhou Yan speechless and angrily shot.

If he and Zhou Yan were just confronting each other before, and their swords were on the verge of breaking out, Zhu Zhizhi was a spark that instantly ignited the fight between the two.

Was his apprentice such a brainy person before?Or did he miss it?

"Of course I'm not afraid anymore." Zhu Zhizhi looked up at him, "Master, you love me so much, how could you bear to see my disciple being bullied by him?"

"Besides, he is always disrespectful to you. I have long since disliked this old man!"

So trusting, so sincere, when talking about Elder Zhou, his voice was filled with righteous indignation.

A vivid interpretation of a staunch follower of the suzerain.

Cheng Busi looked at him for a long time, and finally said: "You are right, being a teacher will not let you have trouble."

Of course not before the golden elixir, after the golden elixir...

Zhu Zhizhi said you stop farting.

"Actually, I just thought of those out of the blue. Do you think my speculation is reasonable? It must have been done by Zhou Yan." Zhu Zhizhi scratched his head and smiled, looking pleased and begging for praise.

Faced with such a scene, most people often feel guilty and eager to change the subject, but he just likes to do the opposite and be frank.

"Perhaps. You go back to rest first, and torture those two traitors as a teacher." Cheng Busi obviously didn't have the heart to deepen the false master-student friendship with him, so he dealt with it casually, and left in a hurry.

Zhu Zhizhi stood under the night, looking at his yard speechlessly.

Not to mention everything in the house, even the roof has been lifted, where should he go to rest?

Well, don't want to sleep.

He went to the deacon's hall.

This night, first the prison was on fire, the stove escaped, and the suzerain elders fought among themselves. It was earth-shattering, and no one could sleep at all.The deacon hall, which should have been quiet and few people, was still crowded and brightly lit.

Zhu Zhizhi knocked on the table and ordered: "Find some people to repair the house for me."

"Now all the people are going to build the prison, where is the extra manpower. Go, go, don't add to the chaos..." The manager at the counter raised his head impatiently, and automatically silenced himself after seeing the person clearly.

He hurriedly apologized, "It turns out that I wish you a great visit, brother."

Now this Suzerain's beloved disciple is not the same as before, anyone has to respectfully call him Senior Brother.The person in charge wanted to give his former self a slap in the face.

Zhu Zhizhi is too lazy to spend time with him.He yawned in a lazy voice, "There is no manpower, so just bring two people here, and I will pay you."

"You're joking, there are people, there are people." The manager smiled and hurriedly arranged for him.

The house was repaired within two days, but Zhu Zhizhi didn't live in it, but plunged into the practice room.

He rehearsed the mental method of "The Fu of Yin and Yang of Heaven and Earth" in his heart several times, kept it in his mind, and understood it over and over again.

The mind method is different from the exercise method, and a person can only practice one kind at the same time.Changing the mental method is to change the trend of spiritual energy in the body. It is indeed not easy, and it often takes a lot of trouble.

But he didn't expect that the conditions for practicing this mental method were so harsh, and he had to dissipate all the spiritual energy, retreat from the cultivation base, and start practicing again from the Qi refining period.

The greater the risk, the greater the benefit, which also shows the strength of this mentality.

Moreover, his cultivation base is vain, and the aura in his body is messy, like a crumbling dangerous building. It is indeed the best solution to disperse his cultivation base and practice again.

It can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

It's a pity that even so, it can't be practiced immediately.

Now his situation is like walking on the tip of a knife, once he loses power, Cheng Busi will be the first to kill him before the wolves staring at him come up.

Zhu Zhizhi sighed boredly. "Holding a sweet pastry, you can't talk."

After thinking about it, he sat down for a while, and his a little impatience slowly settled down.

Don't worry about changing your mind, there is one more important question——

Throughout the ages, there are many people who have lost their cultivation base and tried to rebuild it in the world of cultivating immortals, but there are very few successful ones.

Because there are too many preparations that need to be done, and it is too difficult!

It is recorded in the classics left by Gu Huanyan.

After the cultivation base is exhausted, Yang Gu Dan is needed to stabilize the rapidly lost vitality; the spirit of sweet-scented osmanthus is needed to warm and nourish the spirit veins to prevent the spirit veins from shrinking; Zhenyuan Xuanjing is needed to nourish the consciousness and soul...

Even if pills are precious, they can still be bought with money.And the spirit of sweet-scented osmanthus is said to be born in the mortal world and to meet once in a hundred years.The most difficult thing is Zhenyuan Xuanjing, most people have never even heard of Yinger.

In this book, Zhu Zhizhi only saw the original main cannon fodder, flipped through the plot at will, and only knew part of the plot and a few important characters.

Fortunately, he happened to catch a glimpse of Zhenyuan Xuanjing in Yan Hexi's hands.

Unfortunately--

Yan Hexi, the patriarch of the Yinming Sect, is one of the most difficult supporting roles in this book.

And it's embedded in the bottom of the pool where he bathes!

The author has something to say:

Zhizhi (fierce): You two line up for me to shoot!

Hahaha

Transitional chapter, I will go out to play tomorrow (make trouble)~