Both of them were very patient and waited patiently in this manor. Chen Fengshu could not withstand the masters of that level of life again. Even if there was a witch Zhiqing guarding him, the other party could not take over the body. The biggest possibility was to burst his sea of ​​consciousness. It would be better to wait for the soul there to dissipate.

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I didn’t expect before that after reaching the out-of-body stage, I would have the chance to escape after death. I should be careful when I encounter such a master in the future.

The Zi Yan Demon Lord was similar, but I didn't realize it at that time. It seemed that I didn't know how terrible this kind of master was without experiencing a real danger personally.

Although Zheng Kangping remembers a lot of common sense in his practice, he has no idea about this kind of thing. It is estimated that he has never been in contact with a master of this level in his life, and it is even more impossible for anyone to give him some advice.

The knowledge on paper is always shallow, and you must practice it yourself. Sincerity is not a fool! Even Chen Fengshu himself, who is not intimate to the extreme, does not want to disclose the experience he has gained between life and death. As of now, at most, his parents, sisters and three friends will mention it, even Hu Leng

Shuang won't even mention one more sentence. In fact, the master of corpse control may have been destroyed by both body and spirit. If the opponent's level is not too late to take care of, how could he leave the three masters in the out-of-body stage to take advantage of the opportunity to seize the body? Single-to-one, even if it's a residual idea,

It is impossible to leave the other party with the opportunity to survive.

But be careful, there is nothing wrong with the soul without physical nourishment. Unless there is a special formation similar to the quasi-saint remnant thought, it is said by the witch Zhiqing. If you live for seven days, just wait.

The witch Zhiqing really had some understanding between life and death. During the waiting period, she kept her eyes closed and thinking, as if an old monk had entered into meditation, without saying anything, without moving, and without consciousness. Chen Fengshu was also busy adjusting a large group of messes in his sea of ​​consciousness. Although there was no hidden danger of being taken over, the fragments of the souls of the three out-of-body masters filled Chen Fengshu's sea of ​​consciousness, and even Chen Fengshu

It is not that easy for your spiritual sense to poke your head out.

There is no way, the previous refining method can only be done once again. The key point is that each magical silk has a Zixiao divine thunder attached to it. At least it will open up the passage of its own in and out. It cannot be walked through for a while. The cultivation level has been reduced, right?

When Chen Fengshu encounters such a thing, he can only admit that he is unlucky. Of course, it is not all bad things. At least it can push the time for the witch Zhiqing to accumulate spiritual fragments for a few years, and he can also gain more years.

"Husband, you missed the chance to kill me several times!" The witch Zhiqing woke up by pinching the spot. When she woke up, she couldn't help teasing Chen Fengshu. To be honest, Chen Fengshu did miss several opportunities this time. At that time, the giant sword swept over. If Chen Fengshu didn't take the witch Zhiqing into the world of satisfaction, she might die immediately. The next few times were the same.

Even during the period when she entered into meditation and realized, if Chen Fengshu really wanted to do something, there would be opportunities. It is not unreasonable for the witch Zhiqing to say this.

"So you have to remember your husband's goodness." Chen Fengshu said with confidence: "In the future, my wife will be more and more reluctant to leave. Husband, can I just sit and fly with you?"

"Then you have to work hard!" The witch Zhiqing chuckled and said, "To make me more moved, my husband is not strong enough now!" The witch Zhiqing not only simply made Chen Fengshu a trash can of spiritual fragments, but also wanted to use him to experience love disasters. She was afraid that she would indulge in the end and could not control it, so she would incite Chen Fengshu to do some things from time to time.

It's a dangerous thing, so that she won't be too hindered when she attacks Chen Fengshu in the future.

But so far, Chen Fengshu's actions have made Zhiqing's witch unable to find any flaws. Instead, she felt a little reluctant to take action. This is not a good phenomenon.

"Is the time almost done?" Chen Fengshu looked at the dark underground space and stopped discussing the topic just now.

"Let's go, go in!" The witch Zhiqing nodded and responded. She had been waiting for half a month. No matter how high the corpse control master had, the soul could not survive for so long after his physical body died.

The next moment, the two appeared in the empty underground space. Under the light of the Night Pearl, the ground was filled with newly-flipped soil.

"Don't worry, husband! He's dead!" The witch Zhiqing unscrupulously let go of his spiritual sense to investigate. After a while, he said to Chen Fengshu. If the corpse control master was wronged this time, he had clearly arranged everything with the help of the quasi-holy tomb. Who knew that Chen Fengshu would be implicated for no reason. If it were an ordinary foundation-building junior, he might have died in it long ago, but Chen Fengshu

But it is extraordinary. With a special space magic weapon, he not only escaped his life, but also changed the entry and exit. Whether he walked from the inside or outside, he would be sent back inside.

This led to the soul of the corpse control master who had no chance to escape, so he could only watch as he was trapped in this underground space, his soul was scattered.

Those who plot against others will eventually die under their own calculations, which is considered to be dead. The last battle was so intense that the monks and monsters who stayed inside were affected by the battle between quasi-saints and corpse control masters, and the entire underground space was bombarded up and down.

It was bad, except for the seven flying swords, there was no complete corpse or magic weapon, and it all turned into debris.

Faced with this situation, Chen Fengshu and Zhiqing Witch were unexpected and looked at each other. Secretary Chen Feng knew very well that before the lightsaber dimmed, there were two corpses left inside. One of the corpse control masters nailed to the ground by the flying sword, and one of them was sieve that was frozen in the ice coffin, but now,

There are only flying swords, no corpses.

"It should be the time when the quasi-saint's remnant thoughts disappeared in the end, shattering everything!" Chen Fengshu said his doubts, and the witch Zhiqing explained.

It was completely ruined, and Chen Fengshu couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He thought he could make a small profit this time, but it turned out to be a waste of water. "It's so much!" Chen Fengshu was muttering about what bicycle to ask for, and he directed the witch Zhiqing to put away the seven flying swords. He didn't even bother to watch it. That was not something he could touch now: "The seven flying swords are also

It's a good thing, my wife put it away."

You have already received the quasi-saint's remnant thoughts, and this is the biggest gain. It is better not to be insatiable.

"Thank you, my husband!" The witch Zhiqing happily put away the flying sword. It was particularly easy to collect the ownerless flying sword, which was much easier than those who worked hard to pull it out at the beginning.

The flying sword that can be controlled by the quasi-saint Canmin to kill the corpse-controlling master is definitely a good thing. Even a master of Zhiqing's level witch does not hide his happiness at all.

"Husband, you said, if I die, should I set up such a place to bury my bones before I die?" The joy of getting the flying sword did not last long, and the witch Zhiqing suddenly sighed.

"No need!" Chen Fengshu shook his head directly: "Like the owner here, he still has to leave a trace of remnant thoughts to protect the body. If he is half dead, he will not even die. Why bother? Why bother?"

"Doesn't you feel happy?" The witch Zhiqing was stunned and began to ponder Chen Fengshu's words carefully.

It seems that what my husband said makes sense! Even if you die, you will still have to leave a trace of obsession and protect the body. Where can you still have a little carefree and wantonness? Xiaoyao Immortal? Troubled Immortal!

"But my husband, if I don't have a final destination, I think that my body will be slain after my death, and I'm a little uneasy!" Since I talked about this topic, the witch Zhiqing also honestly said her thoughts. "I'm dead, what do you care about?" Chen Fengshu had already figured it out. Anyway, he wouldn't leave any corpse after his death. He said casually: "When you leave freely, why do you have to go to the grave? Use heaven and earth as the coffin,

Using the sun and the moon as the jade, the stars as the pearls, and all things as gifts, isn’t it better than burying a cup of loess with this magic weapon?"

Chen Fengshu talks about the original text recorded in "Zhuangzi" on Earth. Chen Fengshu cut off one of the sentences. He said it relaxed, but the witch Zhiqing who was listening to it was lit in front of him. The more he chewed, the more he felt that these sentences made sense. Zhiqing witch couldn't help but look at his little husband again. Although his young husband is young, his ideas and insights are even better than those of some senior masters who have practiced for thousands of years.

Free and easy.

"Honey, have you thought about this for a long time?" The witch Zhiqing couldn't help but ask, "I wonder how my husband views life and death?"

At this moment, the witch Zhiqing did not regard Chen Fengshu, the young husband, as a junior who needed his own guidance, but regarded him as a fellow Taoist who communicated with peers, and talked about the way of life and death very seriously. "Hasn't you told you a long time ago?" Chen Fengshu turned his head and looked at Zhiqing's witch speechlessly: "There is a great horror between life and death. If you really can't live, you will die openly. Even if you die, you are unwilling to accept it, leaving a trace of remnant left.

I don’t think about the entanglement between heaven and earth. Even if I have been entangled for billions of years, what can I do?” “Husband, you have never died, how do you know it is entangled?” The witch Zhiqing seemed a little stubborn, wondering if it was influenced by the quasi-saint’s thoughts, and then asked: “What is death? Is it to nothingness? Or do I open it again

"Oh!" How do you know I have never died? Chen Fengshu sighed, couldn't help but stretch out his hand, and gently flicked on the tender white forehead of the witch Zhiqing: "What are you tangled with? I don't know life, how can I know death? I haven't understood what to do if I have to die yet.

Is it?"

Although it was just a slight snap, for the witch Zhiqing, it was like Huang Zhong Dalu. She shouted at her head and instantly pulled her out of that little confusion. "Thank you, husband! I was affected by this quasi-saintly reckless thought." The witch Zhiqing was scared and sweated coldly on the spot. If it weren't for the squirting of Chen Fengshu's fingers and induced language, she would have almost lost in some emotion and could not extricate herself.

In an instant, there was even a terrible idea of ​​crossing life and death. This quasi-holy tomb is indeed unpredictable. "What's wrong with this ghost place. Senior, I offend you so much, please forgive me! We're leaving!" Chen Fengshu also felt abnormal and bowed to the four sides, without saying a word, and he didn't plan to find any quasi-holy corpse. Yilazhiqing Witch

, the figures of the two disappeared.

As the two left, the underground space returned to boundless darkness again. "How can you know death if you don't know life!" After a long time, a faint sigh came from the darkness: "What the little guy said makes sense. The heaven and earth are coffins, the sun and the moon are connected to each other, the stars are pearls, and all things are for gifts. Old friend, I will never be able to do this in your remains.

Guard it, and return to the world!" With the rumbling sound, the underground space completely collapsed, everything turned into powder and finally returned to nothingness.
Chapter completed!