fifth form

Chapter 2488: Sudden Death
"Again!"

“I can’t come!”

The reward for fishing victory can only be used once.

No matter how many times Zhang Xuezhou swung the magic cloth, he was unable to enter the magic cloth again.

Li Shaojun urged Zhang Xuezhou to swing the magic cloth ninety-nine times, his face full of disappointment.

"The time is a little shorter, even a little longer would be nice!"

Li Shaojun pointed at his body.

In the past, when he transformed himself into an old man, his head would only look old and frail, but his body would remain extremely strong.

At this time, his body had shrunk a lot and he was so thin that he looked like an old man. Even his height had shrunk by two heads and he looked a little hunched.

But this was far from what Li Shaojun had imagined.

"If we spend a little more time polishing and learn the art of transformation, I can turn into a fish when I jump into the river, and I can turn into a dragon when I leap up!"

Li Shaojun had a look of regret on his face, feeling that the time he had endured the baptism of green energy was too short.

As long as he goes back and forth between the baptism of green air and turbid air, what he says will not be a delusion, but will truly be realized.

"Alright, alright, now it's proven that sleeping is the way to open this magic cloth. You've slept before, and I've slept before, so I'll leave it to Taoist Zhenyuan to sleep on from now on!"

Zhang Xuezhou grabbed the magic cloth and felt that he must find a master for the magic cloth, and the master must be someone that the demons from outside the domain could not do anything to.

He also had to prevent the magic cloth from being taken away by Zhuang Sheng to prevent it from being used again.

Zhenyuan Divine Lord, who is second only to Zhuang Sheng, is undoubtedly an excellent custodian. This is not only a matter of strength, but also Zhenyuan Divine Lord is very interested in the magic cloth. If Zhang Xuezhou gives the magic cloth to the Emperor for safekeeping, the Emperor might just throw it away in some corner of Kunlun Holy Land.

He thought about it and felt that having Zhenyuan God keep the magic cloth could avoid many problems.

If Zhenyuan Shenjun could break Zhuang Sheng's tricks and take the magic cloth to make a magic weapon, it would be an even better thing.

"To Taoist Master Zhenyuan!"

Li Shaojun sighed dejectedly, and felt that all his thoughts quickly disappeared.

"Why don't you try sleeping on it for two more days?" Li Shaojun advised.

"This is the end of my chance. I won't force it." Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand and said, "If my greed causes Zhuang Sheng to be dissatisfied, who will I turn into ashes after entering?"

"Too!"

Li Shaojun thought about his body that had turned into ashes, and also thought about the ghost released by Rong Tianding. The disappearance of the body and soul made him feel a little uneasy.

Without a bit of luck, it would be hard to tell whether one would live or die if caught in this kind of magic weapon.

Zhang Xuezhou stopped trying, and Li Shaojun thought about himself and finally gave up the idea.

Li Shaojun was not afraid that he would not react while lying on the magic cloth, but he was afraid of being involved and lacking protection.

It was really sad that he suddenly died while lying down. Li Shaojun thought it was quite sad.

"Should we wait a little longer before giving it to Taoist Zhenyuan?" Li Shaojun thought, "At least we should complete Zhuang Qingzhai's commission first, right?"

"Why, are you still afraid that Taoist Zhenyuan will be swept in and die?" Zhang Xuezhou said with a smile.

"It's just right that he died!"

Li Shaojun snorted twice.

He was obviously still upset about the sudden killing of Zhenyuan Shenjun.

Just like Li Shaojun wouldn't care about the life or death of an ordinary person, Zhenyuan Shenjun didn't care about him at all, and even Zhang Xuezhou's mediation was useless.

Li Shaojun reflected on himself many times and felt that he had never provoked Zhenyuan Shenjun at all. He could only attribute this to the great monk's fickle mind.

"By the way, Cai Ma said before that you only have 16 years left to live, and then he said that you have some seven life-extending auras, and you can live 600 years. Is this true or false?"

As if he remembered something, Li Shaojun quickly asked Zhang Xuezhou.

"Do you believe her or me?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"Then I will definitely believe you," said Li Shaojun.

"This is fake," Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand.

"I believe her?" "Then go ask her for 600 years of life!"

Li Shaojun hit a big snag, which made him very disappointed.

"You don't even think about the possibility that such a good thing will happen to you." Rong Tianding said with a smile, "No matter what, my cousin will help his family first. Don't think too much about things that his family won't help!"

“That makes sense!”

Li Shaojun snorted twice, thinking that Cai Ma was just spreading rumors and he shouldn't believe such nonsense.

"The elixir from the Immortal Court is still reliable. If I can really become famous, I will have a lot of elixirs for longevity in the future, and I will definitely not be stingy in sharing one with you two," said Li Shaojun.

"Pooh!"

Zhang Xuezhou said "Puh" while Rong Tianding bowed to express his thanks in advance.

The three of them made some adjustments. Li Shaojun was able to make jokes, while Zhang Xuezhou and Rong Tianding wanted to have some peace and quiet to see if there were any other benign changes in their bodies.

"Cousin, I'm going to go back and sit for a while!"

The old look on Rong Tianding's face disappeared in an instant, and his body straightened up instantly, returning to his handsome and youthful appearance.

He bowed to Zhang Xuezhou, and when he saw that Zhang Xuezhou's appearance had returned to normal, he pushed the door open and called out "Aunt and Uncle" again.

"I want to sit down too!"

Zhang Xuezhou greeted Zhang Zhong and You Rong who were outside the house, and signaled Li Shaojun that he could take the broken wooden hammers for hitting the gongs and leave.

"Tsk, you all have to sit down, I want to sit down too!"

Li Shaojun picked up the wooden hammer without the gong and walked away with a slightly unwilling and depressed look on his face.

"Father, mother!"

Zhang Xuezhou invited You Rong and Zhang Chong, who both looked worried, into the room.

The methods used by cultivators are different from those of ordinary people. If you are not a cultivator, you will not know the way. Even if you have reached the cultivator level of Zhang Xuezhou and others, you will encounter some things that are difficult to understand.

"You are in poor health, how can you endure that vixen's constant revelry day and night? She is going to torture you to death," Zhang Zhong sighed.

"You guys... at least you should do that when you are sober, right?" You Rong said worriedly.

"No, no, no, it's better to be unconscious. My treatment cannot stop. My body is also very good. You can see that my punches and kicks are powerful, so you should know that my body is not weak!"

Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand.

He looked at his melancholy parents, and in an instant seemed to understand why the extraterritorial demon suddenly planned to take such a ruthless action.

Zhang Xuezhou returned to the real world to find some peace and quiet. The demon from outside the realm probably encountered constant music and singing every day, and had nowhere to hide.

Listening to Zhang Zhonghe and Yourong's description, Zhang Xuezhou felt that Aqiao had been working diligently and responsibly these days, and it was even difficult for him to find fault with her.

"It's a pity that there is no Cynomorium in reality!"

A normal person cannot endure this kind of torture, and Zhang Xuezhou is no exception. He is completely supported by Cynomorium songaricum.

Zhang Xuezhou has lived for so many years, but this is the first time he knows that this method can influence the extraterritorial demons.

Either it made the other party unhappy and caused a bad mentality, or it destroyed a certain behavior of the other party. After thinking it through, Zhang Xuezhou felt that the treatment of Cynomorium songaricum could not be stopped. Even if the power of Cynomorium songaricum in his body disappeared, he could still eat some more Cynomorium songaricum to make up for it.

This even made Zhang Xuezhou think about himself in real life, but thinking about the society with different ethical cognitions and the differences in bodies, he finally had to give up this unreliable plan.

"Aqiao must be helping me heal my illness, you don't need to..."

Zhang Xuezhou continued to persuade his parents, earnestly demonstrating his strong body, while horses and carriages rushed to the gate of the courtyard.

He raised his head and heard a continuous pounding on the door.

"What's the matter?"

Zhang Xuezhou was still in the room, but his voice had already spread far away.

"Lord Dongfang, the Empress Dowager has passed away. Your Majesty has summoned all the officials to rush to the palace immediately. There must be no mistakes!"

Hearing the messenger's voice, Zhang Xuezhou took a deep breath.

Not many people could reveal that the Grand Empress Dowager had died. Princess Dou had been cooperating in hiding her, and Zhuang Qingzhai and others who were preparing to escape would obviously not do such a stupid thing in advance.

In this matter, either the new emperor was too impatient and caused an accident, or the empress dowager had to intervene.