Although Zhang Zheng suffered heavy losses during the trip to eliminate demons in Zhangshui Prefecture, she also gained a lot. Compared with the two, the gains made her feel even more happy, and she did not feel that this trip was unintentional.
Although she was eager to practice in seclusion to deepen her understanding, she still suppressed her thoughts.
Now I still need to prepare some things, at least the spiritual stones for renting the cave.
Zhang Zheng went to the Mission Hall to settle the mission. Although the demon-killing team had many twists and turns and was not considered a success, the mission still had to be reported back to the Mission Hall.
"Zhangshui Prefecture eliminates demons!"
The senior brother from the task hall exclaimed, "There are actually people who are back alive."
Anyone else?
Zhang Zheng has grasped the key point. Could it be that someone came back before her?
Recalling the figure of Cao Ran running away in a hurry, could it be her?
Zhang Zheng quickly rejected this idea. As a demon cultivator, she would not act so boldly.
"Excuse me, senior brother, who is the person you said is still alive?"
He flipped through the task book and sighed after hearing this, "Junior sister Zhang is lucky, but junior sister Tan is much more miserable. Although she managed to save her life, it is said that the injury was extremely serious. She fell into a coma not long after she came back. Until now.
Haven’t woken up yet.”
"Well, although the town was destroyed, due to the sect's incorrect assessment of the demonic cultivators and the eradication of all the demonic cultivators, the mission rewards will still be settled as usual."
A total of 10,000 low-grade spiritual stones and 550 merit points. Excluding Cao Ran, there were five of them in the group, which was just enough to divide them evenly.
Zhang Zheng only accepted two thousand spiritual stones and one hundred and ten merit points, and pushed back the remaining rewards.
"I will only take my share. As for Senior Sister Tan's, I will come and get it when she wakes up. The rest should be returned to the sect."
The senior brother raised his head and glanced at her in surprise. Seeing that the person had left without hesitation, he shook his head and put away the spirit stones and merit points.
What a weirdo...
Then, Zhang Zheng went to the Hall of Merit and exchanged all 110 merit points for spirit stones and an ordinary storage bag.
As a result, Zhang Zheng counted the spiritual stones in the storage bag. There were a total of 3,700 low-grade spiritual stones, which was barely enough for her cultivation in the next few years.
When we came to the Thirteenth Range Mountain again, the old man guarding the mountain was still the same person we were familiar with last time.
"Elder, may I ask how many spiritual stones are needed to practice the Thirteen Mountains?"
There are not only caves for rent in the Thirteen Ranges Mountains, there are hundreds of training places in this mountain range. Their names echo the Thirteen Ranges Mountains, so they are called Thirteen Mountains and Ren.
It's a pity that the terrain of the Thirteen Mountains is remote. Although it is located in the Thirteen Mountains, its spiritual energy is even thinner than that of the outer gate.
Over the years, with the opening of small secret realms for trials in various places, monks can not only achieve the purpose of training in the small secret realms, but if they have the chance, they can also find some magic weapons.
In comparison, it is not surprising that the Thirteen Mountains are comparable to ascetic cultivation. The disciples who have experienced it are becoming increasingly rare, and often not one is seen for several years.
Today, a disciple suddenly came and asked about Thirteen Mountain Ren. Elder Shoushan leaned lazily on the recliner and looked up at the ordinary female disciple in front of him.
He raised his elbow, glanced at the dusty stone tablet next to the stone tablet inscribed with the cave rental, and said, "See for yourself."
The stone tablet had obviously been rarely wiped, and there were layers of thin dust on the wall.
The old man flicked his sleeves, and the wind suddenly rose out of thin air, blowing away all the thin ash.
"Thirteen Mountains and Ren experience training grounds. You can enter and exit with a token. One ren will cost you ten low-grade spiritual stones, and thirteen ren will cost you a hundred low-grade spiritual stones. There is no time limit for entering and exiting."
Zhang Zheng weighed the spiritual stones in her storage bag. It might take her a year or two to understand the secret of transformation, and she had to rent a cave for two years first.
There are still 1,300 spirit stones left.
"Elder, please rent the cave for two years, thirteen and ten times."
Zhang Zheng respectfully handed over three thousand spiritual stones to the old man.
The old man looked up at her again, smoothed the hem of his clothes, and stood up from the rocking recliner.
I saw him walking to one side of the stone wall, using his finger as a pen, and slowly scratched a few lines on it, leaving deep sword-like marks on the hard stone wall.
Then, he turned around and handed her two tokens, one for the Dongfu Order and one for the Thirteen Ren Order.
The old man lay down lazily on the chair again, closed his eyes and said leisurely: "With the token, you can enter and exit thirteen feet ten times. Thirteen feet are dangerous and dangerous. Be careful not to be impetuous and eager for quick success. Just act according to your ability."
Zhang Zheng thanked the old man for his instructions, put the token in his storage bag, and went straight to the cave.
Zhang Zheng sat cross-legged on the futon, raised her five hearts to the sky, and began to perform the Art of Neutralization and Transformation.
With the operation of the Metamorphosis Technique, the nine orifices in the body are awakened from rest, and the mellow vitality is slowly exhaled from it, and moves around the body under the guidance of spiritual consciousness.
A milky white halo overflowed from Zhang Zheng's moist skin, completely enveloping her like a glorious snow-white giant egg.
Where is the boundary between life and death?
Life is due to the accumulation of essence and Qi, and death is due to the dispersion of essence and Qi.
All things are harmonious and transform into each other. When it reaches Yin, it becomes Yang;
Either the yin is strong and the yang is weak, or the yang is strong and the yin is weak, the two phases harm each other. Use the method of transformation to replenish the yin and yang to achieve a harmonious combination. If it is extremely poor, it will cause the yin to become yang, and the yang to become yin.
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If you don't throw yourself into death, how can you be reborn? If you don't throw yourself into the sea of ​​fire, how can you be reborn in Nirvana?
A thick and simple Tao Yun is centered on Zhang Zheng and spreads in all directions.
The sadness of dying, the tragedy of death...
Within a radius of ten miles, there are birds, beasts, snakes and insects, spiritual plants and mortal grass... everything suddenly returns to deathly silence. It is as if you are in a boundless and silent hell, the ground is barren and dark, and there is no trace of life.
All things are dead, but from the ruins, wisps of transformation and rebirth suddenly emerge, and life is revived.
Dead trees regain their green color in spring, beasts chirp and insects chirp, birds leap and fish leap, and there is a bustle. Clouds linger on the green hills, peach blossoms grow near the stream, the moon shadow tinkles in the clear spring, and a few fish swim.
After all things die, they return to a scene of vitality and myriad phenomena.
Life after death is one of the ways of transformation and rebirth.
The simple and mysterious Tao Yun returns to Zhang Zheng, harmonizing with her spirit and soul through the flesh and blood, harmoniously and harmoniously.
It was as if there was a clear cry from heaven and earth, and it was also like that loud sound that had not been heard.
Zhang Zheng's eyes suddenly opened, and a ray of clear light lingered in his eyes, like water ripples, gradually blending into his body.
She stood up and walked to the cave. She touched a branch of winter plum in front of her with her left hand, and the withered petals slowly fell on her palm.
The aura mixed with milky white vitality lingers on the withered petals. The next moment, the withered petals unfold again.
The mystery of metamorphosis is that a green branch grows from a piece of dead flower, and a green branch grows from a piece of dead flower.
Seeing this, Zhang Zheng raised a bright and bright smile, her eyes soft and bright.
She finally did it!
Replanting the flower branches at the feet of the winter plum, Zhang Zheng closed her eyes and felt the pure vitality flowing back from it.
The slender and strong new life... fearless and awe-inspiring.
Zhang Zheng suddenly felt a sense of tranquility in her heart, which was far away and bright.
She is not arrogant and complacent, she humbly admits that her understanding is only rudimentary.
It is precisely because of humility that the yearning heart can not float on the surface, but sink under the feet.
The path to transformation is mysterious and ancient, and she is lucky to be able to touch one of it.
But she would not stop here. She saw the road in the distance and walked on it despite the obstacles.

Chapter completed!