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Chapter Eleven: The Puppet of the Secret Realm

The place where the secret realm is located is at the bottom of a mountain. There is a formation here that can teleport people into it.

When Zhang San came here, there were already people gathered around and talking about something. Zhang San did not dare to get closer to inquire. After all, he did not know whether the people there had been robbed by him, so he had to use his spiritual power to eavesdrop.

"These disciples of the First Saint Sect are really just like the Patriarch Patriarch. They even have to hand over ten elixirs to enter a secret realm!"

"That is, if you have this magical medicine, why don't you fight for the position of disciple? If you die in it..."

When Zhang San heard this, he couldn't help but pursed his lips and withdrew his spiritual sense. This Shengyi Sect has controlled this secret realm for many years. If it is beneficial, it will give you free money for casual cultivators. In fact, Zhang San himself has no idea about this time.

I didn’t have any high expectations for my trip to the Secret Realm. I just came here to try my luck because there was no good place to go.

However, after hearing that the more than 20 disciples of the Holy One Sect were guarding the door to collect "ticket money", Zhang San felt relieved, touched a bit of mud on his face, and walked out with a sting.

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"Here!" Zhang San threw a storage bag generously and walked into the teleportation circle. Looking at the admiring eyes of the monks, Zhang San couldn't help but smile lightly. Anyway, he had collected more than 130 items.

Although Zhang San felt some pain in his body, it was not unacceptable.

Seeing Zhang San's figure being teleported in, the monks who originally had strange expressions began to discuss, "That's not Patriarch Bapi. Isn't it said that there are many restrictions on the foundation-building monks? Why did he get in?"

Who cares, it’s considered a disaster!”

If Zhang San had taken a step slower, he would have heard this, but now he still thinks that the casual cultivators are jealous of him!

When Zhang San appeared again, he was already lying in a large shape outside a palace door. "A little dizzy!" Zhang San shook his head and slowly recovered his consciousness. Thinking of what he had just encountered, he was even more frightened.

After Zhang San entered the teleportation formation, his whole body's spiritual senses were uncontrollably violent and he was fighting against the surrounding formations. Fortunately, Zhang San's realm was low and he did not last long. If he had been later, he would have been involved in the turbulence of time and space.

inside.

"What's going on? A teleportation array is so dangerous!" Zhang San sat cross-legged and performed the Spring Breeze Art. While sorting out his somewhat confused thoughts, he carefully released his spiritual sense and looked around.

"No," Zhang San thought and immediately withdrew his spiritual sense, and quickly threw a square shield in front of him, but before he could inject spiritual power, he heard a "boom" and was struck by a

The blue light stirred up the powder, but fortunately the blue light also disappeared.

Zhang San didn't have time to suffer from physical pain. After robbing for so long, he got the only defensive magic weapon. He quickly restored his spiritual energy and adjusted his spiritual sense, not daring to move rashly.

"It seems that the spiritual sense of the foundation-building realm cannot be used here." Zhang Sanming realized it, and the blue light produced by the spiritual sense actually had the power of a single blow in the early stage of foundation-building.

Zhang San, a rookie who was only at the sixth level of qi training, couldn't resist. At this time, he hesitated a little. After all, his strongest skill was the soul-slaying art. Now that he has the limitation of spiritual sense, his strength is plummeting.

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But Zhang San was unwilling to give up after all, "Cultivation is an act of defiance. There is no reason to enter Treasure Mountain and return empty-handed." Moreover, Zhang San had a sense of opportunity as soon as he entered this place.

“Feeling is the most important thing!”

After making up his mind, Zhang San looked at the palace complex that was like the Forbidden City in his previous life. He was lost in thought for a while, and finally pushed open the palace door and stepped in.

As if passing through countless paper barriers, when Zhang San woke up, he had arrived in a 100-square-meter room. The room was empty and surrounded by white walls. If it weren't for the floating inside,

There were countless mist like colorful ribbons, and I thought it was a prison.

Zhang San took a step forward and couldn't help being surprised, "It's so heavy. There seems to be something wrong with the gravity in this room!"

The spiritual energy in Zhang San's whole body also began to surge out, and he adapted as quickly as possible as he withstood the changes caused by gravity.

The spiritual power is indeed a magic oil. After covering the whole body, Zhang San finally regained his original agility. He didn't know what these five colors were. Zhang San waved his hand and touched them, but they were avoided, as if they were alive.

, but is extremely repulsive to Zhang San.

Zhang San ignored it and looked around, scanning the spiritual sense controlled at the twelfth level of Qi training. "I didn't find anything." His naked eyes drifted by: "A figure appeared in Zhang San's sight.

Within the eyes!”

"Who is it?" Zhang San, who was originally careless, stepped back like lightning and shouted in shock that the other party was able to escape the detection of his spiritual sense. If he were to suddenly attack him, the consequences would be disastrous!

The figure still didn't make any movement, but looked at Zhang San indifferently. At the same time, Zhang San also looked at it, "But his whole body was surrounded by the colorful light belt, and his figure couldn't be seen clearly. It seemed as if he had merged with the surroundings. He was one meter tall."

He is about seven years old, but his eyes are open and blinking, showing a hint of dullness, like a puppet."

"Why does this girl look so familiar?" Zhang San looked more and more uncomfortable.

"Isn't it me who looks like this!" Zhang San finally came to his senses, took a step back and yelled in confusion. "Who copied my appearance on this ball of light?"

Zhang San was frightened and retreated, but the "person" took a step forward in an instant. After jumping, he was like a flying bird attacking Zhang San. He was seen in mid-air, his eyes flashed with colorful lights, and on one side he

Make seals with both hands.

"Quicksand Technique, Soul Cutting Technique, Soaring Formation!" Zhang San first felt as if his feet had fallen into a swamp, and then there was a familiar crisis coming from Yintang.

"My Infinite Flow!" Zhang San ignored the nausea in his heart and hurriedly lay down, kicked off his feet, and broke away from the quicksand technique. His eyes also flashed with white light, canceling out the man's move.

"It's just a spell cloned from a colorful light group," Zhang San breathed a sigh of relief, but the power was on par with his tricks.

"Are you asking me to defeat myself?" Zhang San guessed the meaning of this light man's existence, and watched the man's actions indifferently, but the other man seemed to have lost his intelligence and was waiting on the side.

"Let me see what tricks your "fake" has!" Zhang San sneered and touched the storage bag. Several jade slips appeared in his hand. After stimulating them one by one, he punched them out to see if they could

Let this "person" show his flaws.

The light man made no move in response to Zhang San's move, but after several spells inspired by the jade slip, the same five-colored light group flashed through, and then offset it. The light man seemed unwilling to be passive, and after taking action, he actually rushed forward

Come over, as if you know that the previous moves are useless, and want to start a close combat with Zhang San.

Zhang San was overjoyed, naturally he would not reject anyone who came, and the other party could not do anything to him, and he could not do anything to the other party, so he had to find another way.


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