The strength is to spread the mountains and the spirit is beyond the world!
"hiss--"
Stop! I agree!
Just when Zhang Yiming's fist was one inch away from the python's head, he stopped.
Zhang Yiming looked at the head of the python in front of him in confusion.
Was it just now talking?
"Yes, it's me who is talking! My master has agreed to be your spiritual pet, so stop for me!"
A voice that seemed to be a teenager rang in Zhang Yiming's mind.
"Did you really agree to be my spiritual pet?"
Zhang Yiming put away his fists and looked at the python seriously.
"certainly!"
The tone is a bit arrogant.
The python raised its head with difficulty, its eyes deep.
"Okay, hand over a strand of your essence and blood."
The space moved slightly.
A light red light shot out from the python's forehead and slowly came to Zhang Yiming.
Zhang Yiming opened his palm and held the ray of light in his hand, and then made a contract according to the Immortal Lord’s instructions!
thump!
His heart beat violently, and the next second, Zhang Yiming felt that there was another person in his spiritual sense.
"Owner."
Zhang Yiming looked at the python in front of him in surprise.
"Are you calling me?"
"Yes, master. We have completed the contract and can communicate with our spiritual sense in the future."
There was a bit of joy in his tone.
Strangely, before the contract was formed, Zhang Yiming felt that this must be a arrogant little snake. How could he feel a little cute after the contract was formed?
"That's because of the contract of master and servant. It is said to be a spiritual pet, but in fact it is more of a servant. You have a thread of essence and blood, which can be conveyed and directed through your thoughts."
"If the spirit pet betrays his master, then the master can use this strand of essence blood to kill the spirit pet without any obstruction."
I see.
Zhang Yiming touched the python's big head. It seemed that it was not a bad thing to have a spiritual pet.
"hiss--"
After making a contract, the owner can feel every change in the spiritual pet through the contract.
Just like now, the python spits out a snake letter and licks Zhang Yiming's palm. It not only does not have any malice, but also has a heart full of joy.
"By the way, do you have a name?"
"Yes, little slave Cangqiong."
Sky?
This is a very big name.
But it is now Zhang Yiming's spiritual pet. As his spiritual pet, what's wrong with having a domineering name? He thinks it's very suitable!
Zhang Yiming was about to let Cangqiong unravel the illusion when his heart suddenly aches.
"Ah! It's so uncomfortable! Master saves me!"
I saw that the python, which was just silver scales, suddenly turned into a completely black python.
If the spiritual pet is in trouble, the owner will also feel the response.
"Cangqiong, what's wrong with you?"
"Master save me...save me..."
The sky twisted its body, and the huge snake tail kept swinging. It kept roaring, feeling very painful.
But Zhang Yiming didn't know how to help it.
"It's controlled by someone." The immortal said solemnly.
Zhang Yiming asked:
"What does it mean? Didn't Cangqiong have signed a contract with me?"
"It is because I have signed a contract with you that it is what it is now."
"I had doubted why the sky appeared here before. Now I guess it should have been arrested. The man took away a trace of the origin of the sky for control. Once the sky had the will to betray him, or had already betrayed him.
, then that person can use his origin to directly destroy the sky.”
"Generally, even the spirit beasts caught will be controlled by their thoughts. Fortunately, the sky is a thousand-year-old python, and its strength may not be below the person behind it, so it will have its own clear moments, and take advantage of this moment to make a bond with you.
Having a contract is equivalent to betraying the person behind the scenes.”
Zhang Yiming felt very distressed when he looked at Cangqiong's only a few breaths.
"Is there any way to save Cangqiu?"
"Just find its origin, you can use Xiao Huan Dan to hold the life of Cangqiong."
"good."
Zhang Yiming did as he did, and the sky quickly calmed down, but the breath was weaker than before.
"It's too weak, so let's go to your spiritual consciousness to recuperate first."
As soon as the words were finished, the sky disappeared, and at the same time, the illusion was unraveled.
Zhu Youqian was three meters away from Zhang Yiming and was sitting at the door.
"Zhu Youqian."
Zhu Youqian, who had originally closed his eyes, immediately opened his eyes:
"Ah! Brother! You're out!"
"What's coming out? What are you doing?"
Zhu Youqian sat cross-legged on the ground, leaving behind a red circle with some strange symbols drawn in the circle.
"Just just now you jumped out of the freezer, and your eyes turned black in less than a minute, it was the kind of black that didn't even have pupils."
"No matter how I called you, you didn't agree. Then the room started to emit gusts of cold wind. I knew there must be something here, so I drew a circle and locked myself up here."
Zhu Youqian pointed to the blood-red circle under his body.
The index finger of the right hand was still broken, and there were still remaining blood on it.
It is obvious that Zhu Youqian painted it with his own blood.
"Is this thing useful? It's ugly, just like a ghostly talisman."
Zhang Yiming pointed the ground with his toes.
The gloomy morgue, coupled with this circle of blood-stained ghostly talismans, seemed even more terrifying.
"Of course, this is the secret technique of our Mayi Sect, passed down by the ancestors." Zhu Youqian said.
Zhang Yiming said: "Aren't you Mayi Sect good at fortune telling? When will you draw talismans?"
"We are good at fortune telling, and we don't know anything else at all. Otherwise, how can we walk in the world by relying on fortune telling? We don't even have the ability to protect ourselves."
"Don't underestimate this circle. I'm a bit ugly, but it works! As long as I don't go out, even if Black and White Impermanence comes, don't try to capture me!"
No wonder the Immortal Lord said that there is no need to worry about Zhu Youqian. It seems that he has a killer weapon to protect himself.
Zhu Youqian came out of the circle carefully, afraid of breaking the magic spells here.
This place is very strange. If there is any change, he still has to rely on this to save his life.
"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Zhu Youqian said curiously.
"It's a long story, this place is very weird, let's go out first."
"I want to do it too, but the door can't be opened."
Zhu Youqian spread his hands.
Can't open?
Zhang Yiming raised his eyebrows.
The strength is to spread the mountains and the spirit is beyond the world!
boom--
An ordinary door, after being hit by Zhang Yiming, would be fine if it was not crushed to pieces.
Even if the door of the morgue is used firmly, you have to open a few mouthfuls if you punch this time.
Zhang Yiming is someone who can even break the gate of Xuan Academy.
At this moment, reality is cruel.
The door in front of me only left a fist mark, with no sign of opening.
Could it be that they are still in the illusion?
Zhang Yiming frowned.
Zhu Youqian, who had seen Zhang Yiming's power, stepped forward and touched the mark on the door.
"It's all like this, this door is not open yet? It's weird!"
A gust of cold wind blew by, and the light above my head became dim.