This sleep was actually quite unpleasant. Chen Zhe's upper body was naked and he lay directly on the ground. He was very burned.
Turning over and getting up, he found Zhou Yuhan half-sitting on the ground, leaning against the pillar of the prison. He was sleeping deeply. His red lips were slightly curled up, which made people think.
I don’t know which man has enough energy to enjoy her mouth.
When Zhou Yuhan fell asleep, he no longer looked arrogant and arrogant. He tightly pulled Chen Zhe's shirt around his body with both hands and curled up. He was obviously a little pitiful. His face was also full of grievances.
Chen Zhe sighed. This bitch was implicated by herself.
He looked back at the body on the ground. He walked over and touched it gently. Sure enough, it was still warm and soft and had not become stiff.
I wipe it.
The fresh-keeping function of this magic weapon is much better than that of the refrigerator.
Chen Zhe didn't pay attention. Yesterday, the head on the ground was facing him sideways. Now it was turned slightly. There was a hint of contemplation in his dull eyes.
He whispered to himself: "The owner of this magic weapon doesn't know what to do with me."
Over there, Zhou Yuhan let out a cry. His eyelashes fluttered a few times and he opened his eyes. As soon as his eyes fell on Chen Zhe, he immediately became cold.
Chen Zhe cursed in his heart. He had to pretend to be frigid. He looked much cuter when he was asleep.
"Hey, where are my chocolates? Why are they gone when I asked you to take them?" Chen Zhe smiled jokingly.
Zhou Yuhan's face froze: "Why should I hold it for you? I threw it away."
"Yeah."
Chen Zhe smiled meaningfully: "You still have it on the corner of your mouth. You haven't wiped it off yet."
"Impossible. I obviously ate very cleanly. There was nothing left." Zhou Yuhan immediately wiped the corner of his mouth. But he found that there was nothing. He immediately knew that he had fallen into Chen Zhe's trap.
She snorted coldly and turned her head.
Chen Zhe chuckled: "It's stained with my saliva."
Zhou Yuhan's expression changed. She suddenly felt that her throat was tight and she wanted to vomit. Unfortunately, she thought of that piece of chocolate that was more precious than gold. She actually held it back.
Chen Zhe smiled slightly. Maybe this can cure this young lady's mysophobia.
He lay on the ground: "Don't you always like to be clean? Why don't you just sit on the ground? Don't you make your clothes dirty?"
Sure enough, Zhou Yuhan jumped up as if his butt was burned by fire.
Chen Zhe laughed heartily. If he hadn't been here, this young lady would probably have just sat on the ground.
Zhou Yuhan stood on the ground. His calves were twisted together and his eyes were looking around. Chen Zhe had already understood clearly: "Do you want to pee?"
"Humph." Zhou Yuhan ignored him.
But Chen Zhe's only fun here is teasing Zhou Yuhan. He lay on the ground and swayed one leg: "If you want to pee, just pee. I will definitely turn away and not look. Don't hold it in."
When he said this, Zhou Yuhan felt the urge to urinate even more unbearably. But he still gritted his teeth and persisted: "No need."
Chen Zhe couldn't do anything to her. He couldn't take off her pants and force her to urinate.
He smiled slightly and stretched: "I want to enter trance for a while. Unless the sky falls and the earth falls, don't disturb me. By the way, when I am in trance, I feel heavier than when I sleep. Even if there is any disturbance around me, I can't see it. of."
Zhou Yuhan's words moved her heart. When she saw Chen Zhe entering meditation, she really closed her eyes.
True or false.
This guy wouldn't suddenly scream and turn around when he was...
With his character, he could really do it. So Zhou Yuhan still endured it hard, but he almost couldn't bear it anymore.
She glanced at the dead body on the ground and then sat behind Chen Zhe.
As soon as he sat down, Chen Zhe immediately felt a burning sensation coming from his body. It was as if he was sitting in front of a stove. He felt dizzy from the heat.
Chen Zhe really didn't lie to her. He was indeed in meditation. He was indeed practicing.
After this period of accumulation, his golden elixir has formed the size of a ping pong ball. The circle slowly began to elongate.
Chen Zhe knew that this was a sign of the Nascent Soul stage. If he truly stepped into the Nascent Soul stage, the golden elixir would turn into a little baby.
There is no other way. The only way is to reach the Nascent Soul Realm first and see if you can use the Emperor's Hate Sword to break open the prison and escape.
The true essence gradually began to flow. It was like a high-speed sports car starting up. It gradually became faster and faster, like a gurgling stream turning into a roaring river. But after running for a few days, Chen Zhe suddenly discovered that his true essence had actually changed. No growth at all.
There is no aura of heaven and earth in it. In other words, it is impossible to cultivate here.
Chen Zhe was discouraged. The aura spread in all directions like an octopus. He hoped to find even a trace of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. At least he had to work hard until he could not succeed before giving up.
This time I entered samadhi and came to my own little world.
It's a pity that Daojun Tianyan doesn't know where he is hiding. With his ability, if he wanted to hide, Chen Zhe wouldn't be able to find him even in his own little world.
As soon as Chen Zhe retreated from his own little world, he found that a breath of cool water was injected into his body. After a week of circulation, his true energy actually became a little stronger.
What's going on.
It makes no sense that I found it all of a sudden.
Chen Zhe followed the aura and discovered that the source of the aura was the headless corpse.
This inner energy is continuous, extremely vast, and seems to never show signs of exhaustion. Chen Zhe's cultivation is actually much faster than before.
When many cultivators practice, they need to find a quiet place with beautiful mountains and clear waters and few people. If they practice in a downtown area, even a peerless genius like Daojun Tianyan will have to spit out dozens of kilograms of blood and become possessed.
Many practitioners practice in the small space in the magic weapon. For example, Chen Zhe was in the Seven Yin Erosion Bone Erosion Soul Banner when he was concentrating.
This time was another opportunity. So Chen Zhe took a nap to replenish his energy and immediately entered meditation.
That corpse...what the hell happened.
Chen Zhe hesitated for a moment. He wanted to stop and check the body again. Who knew that as soon as he stopped, he was continued to be pushed by the powerful inner energy. The true energy of the body was not under his control at all and continued to operate.
Chen Zhe was shocked. The corpse was clearly that of a powerful practitioner. He didn't know what his motives were for helping him like this.
Moreover, cultivating with the help of alien true energy instead of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has one disadvantage and one benefit. When the time comes, the true energy conflict may directly kill you.
God knows if his body was destroyed and he wanted to use himself to resurrect his body.
It's a pity that no matter how hard he tries, his true energy just keeps on running and can never stop.
Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to have any malicious intent. Moreover, his aura was broad and righteous, which matched well with Chen Zhe's true energy. When the alien true energy entered his body, he didn't even look like he was going to be possessed.
Every time Chen Zhe's true essence flows through his dantian, a trace of it will be left entangled in the golden elixir. The golden elixir in Chen Zhe's body gradually turns into the shape of a curled-up baby. However, it is not divided into four legs. His eyebrows are even more noticeable. Not sure. It seems that he is still far away from the realm of Nascent Soul.
Zhang Shaoyang, who was outside, used countless Taoist techniques, but was still unable to get in front of Master Hu.
Master Hu just calmly threw the chess pieces on the chessboard one by one. Zhang Shaoyang bumped around like a headless fly. It looked quite ridiculous.
"Do you dare to remove the formation and fight with me?" Zhang Shaoyang roared. With his true energy, he was unable to send his voice a mile. Even his voice was trapped in the formation.
Master Hu ignored him at all and just smiled calmly.
Yang Hui looked on beside him and was dazzled: "So this thing is so powerful. It can trap people to death."
He was originally a martial arts fanatic. He was only exposed to things like fighting skills. But in the past two months, a new world suddenly opened up before his eyes. His skills improved by leaps and bounds. But surprises came one after another.
I used to be like a frog in a well. It turns out that there are still so many things in this world that I cannot understand.
Zhang Shaoyang's efforts were in vain and he spent a lot of real energy in vain.
Chen Zhe was trapped by him with a scroll. He was trapped by Master Hu again.
The mantis stalks the cicada, followed by the oriole.
Now his situation is not as good as that of Chen Zhe. At least Chen Zhe can still practice there. Zhang Shaoyang is like an ant on a hot pot. He just keeps clamoring for a duel with Master Hu.
Suddenly, a faint yellow aura appeared around Zhang Shaoyang. Master Hu's spirit was shaken, and a smile appeared on his lips: "It has already begun."
Zhang Shaoyang also felt the aura on his body. But it was not his own aura. The aura overflowed from the scroll on his body.
He couldn't see Marshal Hu, Yang Hui and Yang Rui at all now. Master Hu threw a chess piece and landed on the chessboard. In his eyes, it was a big mountain.
The area a few feet around him seemed to him like a mountain of 100,000 mountains. He couldn't jump out even if he tried his best.
Yang Hui was called by Huang Zhen to work with Master Hu. He originally looked down on this wretched middle-aged man. The so-called respect was close to the master's majesty.
Even with Yang Hui's character, he felt helpless and helpless.
He asked Master Hu: "Uncle Master, you can control such a powerful person with your unique martial art. Does that mean you are invincible?"
Master Hu shook his head and smiled: "How is that possible? You underestimate the world's cultivators. If the person trapped in the formation is not Zhang Shaoyang, but his brother Zhang Shaochong, the head of the Methodist sect, or even randomly selects a person who has entered the Third Realm of Sainthood. Practitioners can also use brute force to break the formation. However, if a great practitioner who is proficient in Qimen Xunjia sets up the formation, they can still trap them. Back then, there was an enemy invading our path of sentient beings. There was a senior who used Qimen Xunjia. The Tao trapped a demi-immortal who was destined for calamity."
Yang Hui nodded. There was confusion in his eyes. He hesitated to speak.
He has an arrogant personality. If he wants to cultivate, he will cultivate the strongest and most difficult things. But he sees Master Hu trapping a person who is countless times more powerful than him with just a few waves of his hand.