fifth form

Chapter 2278 Ending
"Luo Burang's A9 laboratory has been destroyed. He should be staying in our B13 Institute. Please be polite to him and let him treat our B13 Institute as his home!"

Before the world changed, Zhang Xuezhou considered many things and reminded everyone of what needed to be reminded.

He lay back down only after Zhang Manqian agreed to everything.

There were too many things to do and they were too complicated, so he lay down at just the right time.

His consciousness darkened for a moment, and then Zhang Xuezhou heard the chanting sound in his ears.

And in the distance, it seemed as if someone was walking towards him.

It's like Zhang Xuezhou is walking towards a mirror in the distance, and the two will exchange at the moment of passing through the mirror, thus continuing different identities and lives.

Zhang Xuezhou only felt that his mind was getting closer and closer to darkness.

This was the place where he and the extraterritorial demon transformed. It was the dark area he had previously identified, and it was also the "mirror" in his concept of exchange.

Feeling a distortion in his consciousness, Zhang Xuezhou did not resist, but chose to perceive as much as possible.

When his mental power becomes strong, his thinking ability becomes more subtle, and he can turn a quick passing into a slow observation.

"There is indeed something!"

Zhang Xuezhou was not sure whether every alien demon was like this, or whether the alien demon that chose him was more special.

In this dark and unfathomable abyss, there was indeed some object or medium that facilitated the transformation between him and the extraterritorial demon, thus realizing a double life.

"I have asked Nagus about this on Union Island, and he doesn't seem to have this condition!"

Alliance Island is not a suitable place for communication. Even when Zhang Xuezhou and Nagus met, they did not communicate much.

But Zhang Xuezhou also asked some more concerned questions, such as those related to Huang Daoxian, Qin Meng fire meteor, tiankeng, etc. Among them, there were also some questions that asked Nagus to use himself as an example, so that Zhang Xuezhou knew a lot of related things.

"Did you go big or mess up?"

During the twisted exchange, Zhang Xuezhou whispered.

He could not fully manifest the content of spiritual communication through his physical body, but it was not difficult for Zhang Xuezhou to convey his thoughts in his consciousness.

Faintly, Zhang Xuezhou felt as if he heard the emotionless hum of the extraterritorial demon in response, and also as if there was the noisy cry of a duck.

His consciousness was distorted, and when he left the dark area, Zhang Xuezhou was still the same, but the body he returned to had been changed.

As his mind slowed down and his thinking power faded, Zhang Xuezhou felt the darkness fade away in an instant.

He opened his eyes slightly, and felt the sunlight shining down.

"I shouldn't have disliked rabbits. What's wrong with rabbits? Eating their meat is better than eating Cynomorium songaricum. If we had eaten a lot of rabbits, we wouldn't have found Cynomorium songaricum. If we hadn't found Cynomorium songaricum, we wouldn't have eaten it recklessly. If we hadn't eaten it recklessly, it wouldn't have harmed people. If we hadn't harmed people, we wouldn't have harmed the Wanshou Fruit Tree. You said you are just a tree, why did you follow the Saint Son to survive the thunder tribulation..."

There is only one person in Soul-Breaking Ridge who can speak.

Zhang Xuezhou sat up and saw a pile of weeds below him. The Empress Dowager, dressed in a golden jade robe, was lying beside him, and fifty meters away, Zhenyuan God was chattering non-stop.

"God Lord?"

"Son, you are awake. Do you want to eat rabbit?"

"eat!"

Zhang Xuezhou greeted him, which made Zhenyuan Shenjun stop chattering and then quickly extended an invitation.

Seeing that Zhang Xuezhou was not picky about food at all, Zhenyuan Shenjun let out a long sigh, thinking that he was too picky in the past.

"How do you feel?" asked Zhenyuan Shenjun.

"It's good to be alive!"

Zhang Xuezhou stretched his arms and legs and felt that they were quite strong.

Ten years ago, he had difficulty carrying 150 kilograms, but ten years later, he was no longer the same as before, and a thousand kilograms was just a heavy object for him. Without checking his own spells, Zhang Xuezhou knew very well that he could not release any spells at the moment, even the most basic Yin Object Tracking Spell was not able to be released.

In the eyes of Zhenyuan Shenjun, Zhang Xuezhou was undoubtedly no different from a bird with its wings clipped.

Although his physical skills had extremely strong defensive capabilities, Zhang Xuezhou could only be a target without being proficient in other martial arts.

Zhang Xuezhou survived, but in the eyes of Zhenyuan Shenjun, Zhang Xuezhou's end was very miserable. Only the transplanted longevity fruit tree that was barely alive had a worse end.

But Zhenyuan God found that Zhang Xuezhou's mentality was unusually good.

Normally, he thought that Zhang Xuezhou would quickly check his body after getting up, and then find that he had lost all his abilities, and then start to complain about everything, and might even become discouraged and need a long period of mental adjustment.

But Zhang Xuezhou took a grilled rabbit from Zhenyuan God and ate it till he was full, which surprised Zhenyuan God.

"Son, you have such a good attitude!"

Zhenyuan Shenjun stopped his nagging.

He regretted having harmed Zhang Xuezhou a few days ago, and in the next few days he thought that the longevity fruit tree had died too tragically after surviving the thunder calamity. In addition, he was alone in the Soul-Breaking Ridge, so he kept talking to himself.

Zhang Xuezhou's attitude was incredibly good, which made Zhenyuan Shenjun's worries dissipate a lot.

But Zhenyuan Shenjun couldn't help but worry about how Zhang Xuezhou would practice in the future.

For monks, practicing has become an instinct, a way of life, and the basis for their survival.

Everything a cultivator has comes from strength. The more strength he gains from practice, the more confident he will be, the kind of life he can enjoy, and the ability he will have to possess relevant resources.

Apart from strength, everything about the cultivator will change.

If he ended up like Zhang Xuezhou and couldn't solve the problem of his virtual lifespan, Zhenyuan Shenjun felt that the best outcome would be to live in seclusion in the deep mountains and forests.

One's own life will change, and change for Zhang Xuezhou as the victim is inevitable.

Zhenyuan God couldn't help but ask Zhang Xuezhou about it.

"Don't worry, nothing has changed for me in the Han court, and there's no problem with the Emperor!"

Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand.

Whether he holds an official position in the Han Dynasty or is the Holy Son of Kunlun Holy Land, Zhang Xuezhou did not obtain them through his practice.

It's a good thing that he has strength, but it's not a problem if he doesn't have strength.

Zhang Xuezhou is quite satisfied with his current situation.

With a body that is not afraid of being beaten, the risk of him getting involved in danger will drop sharply.

The cultivation of inner realms must inevitably require ways to advance, and a body that is not afraid of being beaten is his greatest helper at the moment. This is also the body that Zhang Xuezhou has always dreamed of.

He stretched out his hands and spread his arms, and jade-like demon feathers shot out, and a faint white light emerged.

Demonic power emerged in his body, but it also stirred up his physical skills, causing Zhang Xuezhou's body to also take on the luster of jade.

Without invoking the divine connection or combining it with the magic of heaven, his body was still strong enough.

The "Art in the Clouds" he obtained from Master Lei was not complete, but he made up for the deficiency by relying on the adaptation after the transformation of his physical body.

If we only consider the body's ability to withstand blows and the ability to fly, Zhang Xuezhou is likely to be better than Lei Zun at the moment.

"The available mana is zero, the demonic power is almost half locked, and the blood and qi power has increased greatly!"

Although he did not have any great ability to attack, Zhang Xuezhou felt that there was no one at the same level who could kill him. Even if facing a cultivator at the Self-realm who was good at killing, Zhang Xuezhou could just smile and escape.

He glanced at the Queen Mother who had already rested in peace, and felt that his current condition was somehow related to her. If it weren't for his martial arts skills, an athlete of his strength would have been tortured to pieces long ago.

Today, the Empress Dowager has passed away, and his involvement with the other party has finally come to an end.