In the canyon, beside the waterfall and the pool, a white fox lying across the river suddenly raised his head in surprise, then deliberately closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

A tall man wearing a stone ring came to the canyon and slowly walked to the fox pretending to be asleep.

"I plan to leave here." Zhu Zishan said, looking at the roaring waterfall in front of him.

The fox's two ears that were tied up suddenly popped up, and then they put them on again.

"Are you tired of that woman?" asked the white fox with a mouthful of words.

"Cheng Qianying and I are just a deal, and we can't talk about feelings..." Zhu Zishan shook his head and said.

"Where is Bai Yunting?"

"Bai Snake and I are husband and wife who are proof of heaven and earth and learn from our ancestors."

"Then you still want to leave her?" Baihu asked sourly.

"I didn't say I wanted to leave White Snake, but just to practice, I had to leave here temporarily."

"Didn't you say that the thunder tribulation cannot get out of seclusion?" asked the white fox.

"You can't practice the Blood Burning Magic Technique anymore. Not only can you practice it, but you can't even use it." Zhu Zishan said with a serious face.

"Why?"

"This demonic skill in another world is strange. As long as you practice it to the critical point, you will burn your own essence and blood. Although your skills will improve greatly after burning, if you cannot replenish your flesh and blood in time, not only will your skills be difficult to improve, but it will also hurt your own roots." Zhu Zishan said with a flash of eyes.

"So you have reached the critical point?"

"That's right... I haven't practiced the Blood-burning Demonic Art for more than a month."

"You can stand your mind."

"I can't stand it and there is no way. This time I will at least devour the flesh and blood of monsters in the late stage of the Demon Soul Realm or the human cultivator of the God Refining Stage, so that the effect of the Blood-burning Demonic Technique can be achieved the best." Zhu Zishan said with his eyes narrowed.

"Isn't the black flying dragon in the underground abyss the late stage of the Demon Soul Realm?"

“The danger is too great, and the gain is not worth the loss.”

"Oh..." The white fox nodded.

"Today I finally found a very simple way to obtain the flesh and blood of the strong, and there is almost no danger." Zhu Zishan said with a flash of eyes.

“What method?”

"Be a fall." Zhu Zishan spit out three words.

"What is that?"

"Buy and sell goods."

"What are you doing?"

"You will know if you go out with me twice, but before that we have to lie down in the abyss." Zhu Zishan said with his eyes narrowed.

“What to do?”

“Purchase.”

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Under Ziyun Mountain.

The ancient tomb of the king that has been buried for thousands of years.

A tall man wearing a stone ring came to the gate of the ancient tomb with a divine fox.

Zhu Zishan touched the cold stones on the door with his hands, and scenes from two years ago came to his heart, as if they were yesterday.

A floating island appeared in Zhu Zishan's pupils.

On the floating island, there is a small farmyard with green bamboos standing around it.

The farmhouse courtyard is very similar to the farmhouse courtyard built by Zhu Zishan in the green bamboo forest. The buildings are almost exactly the same, but the environment in the courtyard is slightly different.

A laurel tree with snow-white ice crystals hanging all over it grows in the courtyard.

Below the laurel tree there is a dark deep well, which is dry and there is no drop of water in the well.

Next to the farm house, there are several altars made of white stones. There are unknown animal bones enshrined on them, and thick blood is stuck to the animal bones and white stones.

This beast bone altar is simple and rough, revealing a primitive and wilderness everywhere.

A tall and muscular man slowly walked out of the farm house. He had a heroic and extraordinary face, and a pig's head mask was placed on his head.

If he lay down on the ground? Then the human face would face down? The pig face would face directly in front.

He had bronze skin, large pieces of bare muscles on his body? The brown animal skin wrapped around him? The waist of his thighs and waist, as well as part of his body.

He was wearing a cloak that was almost dragged from his shoulder to the ground? The cloak was extremely thick, with crystal clear jade on it? The fine boar bristles as fine as needles.

Is he living on the divine platform? Zhu Zishan’s soul.

The soul of the divine platform is the orthodox of the physical body, which controls the essence, energy, spirit and even the physical body and magic power.

Once a monk enters the realm of the Divine Platform and the Divine Platform is not destroyed, he will never be taken over.

Even if the upward practitioner of the Jindan Yuanying Realm wants to take over Zhu Xishan's body? He must first destroy his divine platform.

This is the divine platform located on the chaotic sea of ​​consciousness in Zhuzi Mountain.

As early as a year ago? Zhu Zishan had already entered the Divine Platform Realm, but when he advanced to the Divine Distribution Realm, he encountered great difficulties.

Fortunately, Zhu Zishan’s essence is a pig demon. If the human race fails to practice the skills of the human race, he will devote himself to practicing the blood-burning magic skill in another world.

After practicing the Blood Burning Demonic Technique for eight or nine months, Zhu Zishan suddenly felt a premonition of palpitations.

Once the red lotus in the heart appears, it will inevitably cross that critical point, and then the qi and blood will burn? The muscles are shriveled, and endless hunger will swallow his will.

Driven by hunger? Zhu Zishan may even lose his mind and swallow the white fox and chase the moon...

Before you find enough flesh and blood to swallow? You can’t practice the Blood Burning Magic Technique anymore? You can’t even use it.

I saw Zhu Zishan's soul standing next to the beast bone altar? He stretched out a hand, and a red blood light burst out from the beast bone altar. The blood light wrapped around Zhu Zishan's palm, and a mysterious rune was drawn on the palm.

External body.

The tall man wearing a stone ring appeared on his palms, which was exactly the same as the one on the palm of the soul.

This magic is the secret technique that was passed down by Lu Jun, which opened the Thousand-year-old ancient tomb for the Shura clan.

Before the Divine Platform Realm, if Zhu Zishan used this technique, he had to pinch his hands with his hands and recite the mantra for a long time. After the Divine Platform Realm, he gained the ability to cast spells by the soul.

Without chanting mantras and pinching techniques, the soul can complete the casting of spells in the divine platform, and any spell can be silently released.

The lower-grade divine platform can only control the spirit of energy, while the upper-grade divine platform can have the ability to cast spells in your life.

For sword and physical cultivation, they do not need to obtain a top-grade divine platform. They have not only few spells, but also very simple. They can be instantly emitted without using the soul to cast spells.

But for magic cultivators, only by gaining the ability to cast the soul spell is truly a bit powerful combat power.

Once the soul can cast spells, the magic cultivation can no longer rely on the talismans prepared in advance, and can emit powerful and complex spells almost instantly, making people unable to defend themselves.

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The gate of the Thousand-year-old tomb was opened, and Zhu Zishan and the White Fox Zhuiyue closed their vitality, without revealing a trace of the aura of living beings, quietly penetrated into it, and did not cause any reaction from the ghost floating in the tomb.

Following the original route, Zhu Zishan and Zhuiyue walked through the hall where the Red Clever King was located and entered the corridor behind the hall.

In the narrow eternal way, there were several ghosts from the physical training stage. Zhu Zishan grabbed one of them casually and wrapped them in the palm of his hand with a cage made by his divine thoughts so that he could not escape.

Zhu Zishan opened the door to leave the ancient tomb, and the long path leading to the underground abyss was revealed in front of Zhu Zishan and Zhuiyue.
Chapter completed!