Scream,

The wooden door was pushed open, and Song Zhi, who was soaked in heavy rain, walked into the house. The sudden alternation of cold and cold made him tremble all over and covered his mouth and sneeze.

"Ah...sneeze!"

After rubbing the red nose, Song Zhi quickly took off the heavy wet clothes stuck to his body and put them aside, then picked up a quick-drying cloth towel and sat on the wooden bed and carefully wiped his body.

This time it’s not as simple as getting a little sweat. It takes too long to steam dry your clothes with your skills. It’s better to take a hot bath and change into new clothes.

Fortunately, my senior sister has prepared it for me.

Taking advantage of this time, he wanted to ask the demon fox for some things.

Song Zhi's thoughts moved, and the demon fox in his body felt something, turning into a blue phantom and floating in the air.

Since it was able to transform into shape, the demon fox no longer needed to pull Song Zhi's consciousness into talking. It looked at Song Zhi with interest at this moment. Instead of waiting for Song Zhi to say it first, it started to talk to itself:

"Tsk tsk, that old guy really reminded me that there is indeed something wrong with your face."

While speaking, it looked up and down Song Zhi and added:

"I'm getting quicker to my mouth. You're not just a face, but it's nothing right from head to toe."

While wiping his arms, Song Zhi gave it a blank look and replied, "Is this what it takes? Could it be that it's done?"

The demon fox shook his head and floated around Song Zhi and said:

"No, the appearance of the impure baby is born from the heart, hiss... you didn't do this before."

Song Zhi's hand movements slowed down and asked in confusion: "What do you mean by me?"

The demon fox felt that he had missed his mouth, so he didn't answer, but just looked at him with a strange look, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"Who is the woman on your chest? Why do I feel familiar..."

Song Zhi was stunned. Unexpectedly, the demon fox actually noticed his beauty scroll, so he happened to ask him some things.

"By the way, fox fairy, do you know what the immortal lock is?"

The demon fox was stunned when he heard this, and then showed such an expression, and his tone became gentle: "It seems that you still remember some things."

"The Eternal Lock is one of the fragments of the divine artifacts. It has the ability to transform the colorless divine power into various elements. However, the engraving of the Eternal Lock requires a particularly powerful divine gift. I don't know how to obtain the God Title... You can think about it yourself."

Song Zhi looked at his chest, stretched out a slender finger and buckled the vermilion string, and looked up and asked:

"What is colorless divine power?"

The demon fox slowly fell to Song Zhi's side. At this moment, it shrank to the size of a normal fox and looked a little cute.

But its tone became extremely serious:

"The spiritual energy in this world seems to be abundant, but in fact it is turbid. The stronger the human being, the more demonic energy it accumulates in its body. This kind of person has no hope to defeat the ancient ancestor, otherwise he... would not have chosen to die back then."

Song Zhi asked, "Are you talking about the Supreme God Fu Fei?"

The demon fox did not nod, but did not deny it, and continued: "If you want to face the ancient ancestor directly, in addition to reaching the supreme realm, you must master the colorless divine power and not be contaminated with a trace of demonic obstacles."

It looked at Song Zhi's forehead, as if seeing through the hidden sun and moon marks, and said:

"The Sun and Moon Gods are born with pure and transcendent ancient ancestors, and are difficult to condense in the highest realm. This tribe is born with. Is this world unfair?"

Song Zhi heard the fox's anger. Although he didn't know why, he nodded: "Well, it sounds a bit unfair."

"Since you have swallowed the Jade Pearl and awakened the Sun and Moon Divine Seal, you must have been able to condense the colorless divine power. Try to compress the spiritual power." The demon fox spoke and taught.

According to what the demon fox said, Song Zhi slowly mobilized the spiritual power in his body to the palm of his hand. The spiritual power that was originally shining with green light because of the blue sky swallowing the moon fox, gradually turned into transparency after condensation, leaving only slightly twisted air in place.

"The use of the formless divine power has changed a lot, but you cannot practice without the Sun and Moon God Clan's martial arts. But that's okay. The Eternal Lock can maximize its power. You inject the Eternal Lock into the Eternal Lock and try it."

So Song Zhi condensed his spiritual power into colorless divine power in his chest, and slowly moved it to his chest to touch the red string.

boom!

A golden flame suddenly emerged from his hands, and the transparent colorless divine power that had just passed suddenly turned into a fireball and began to burn.

Song Zhi was shocked, but the next second he realized that although the fireball in his hand was hot, he did not have a burning sensation and seemed to be unable to hurt him.

"What's going on..." Song Zhi waved his hand to disperse the fireball, looking at his hands incredible.

The fox was intrigued and jumped to Song Zhi and shouted: "You can! You got a god gift so quickly. Did you do that guy who used fire?"

Song Zhi was covered in black lines. What does it mean to do it? Why does it sound so ambiguous?

Then he suddenly thought of something and used the second form of finger-pinning: Bilintianjia.

A pair of green ancient armor appeared, wrapping his hands, feet, body, etc. After reaching the realm of Transformation, this armor not only covers a wider range, but also looks more realistic.

Then Song Zhi transformed this spiritual energy into colorless divine power and injected it into the red strings of the Longevity Lock.

The color of the armor suddenly changed from green to ink, and then the mottled red light appeared and gradually turned into a pair of fire armor. Song Zhi suddenly felt that he was so handsome.

Squirt!

The floor was burning.

After Song Zhi removed the surgery, he quickly waved his already wet clothes to put out the fire, and then he let out a long sigh.

"This immortal lock is similar to a converter, so now I have Zhu Wushi's Supreme Divine Flame... What if there is a second god troupe? What if these strings are full..."

Song Zhi was eating the bowl and looking at the pot, and was already fantasizing about the subsequent development of this function.

The fox took two steps forward, jumped onto Song Zhi's shoulder and said, "Since you have awakened the Sun and Moon Divine Body, the ancient ancestor will no longer be able to capture your position. Take the time to become stronger."

After saying that, it turned into a light smoke and penetrated into the demon-suppressing ring.

After the demon fox returned, Song Zhi stood there for a while, then came to the boiler room, and began to turn the firewood and burn water.

The flames in the stove were crackling, reflecting Song Zhi's contemplative face. As the fire flashed, Song Zhi's gaze gradually condensed.

"The God of the Supreme... Fu Fei"

"The mural of the Demon Slaying Palace... Is the Demon Fox Fu Fei's comrade? A mount or something..."

Although the demon fox and the surveillance officer were hiding, Song Zhi knew very well that they should have recognized themselves as others.

This person may be the God of the Supreme Being.

"Is I Fu Fei?"

Song Zhi laughed at himself, not thinking so in his heart. He knew that he was not the kind of person who tried to be taller than the sky and took it as his responsibility to save the people.

In comparison, he is more like the slow-tempered attitude of the sect leader, thinking about recipes.

According to historical records, Fu Fei is wise and Shenwu, and he is simply a perfect person, and he is completely different from himself.

Suddenly, he was burying his head and making fire, thinking of what the demon fox said just now: The appearance of the innocent baby is born from the heart.

Straighten his back, Song Zhi blinked and murmured to himself:

"No, maybe I've read too many comics like I did in my previous life..."
Chapter completed!