Zundu and fake toot?The target of the strategy has become dark again

Chapter 400: Zombie Rations He Turned Dark40
It’s the second day of the festival. How is Pigeon’s progress in catching up on the manuscript today?

The immortal practitioners of Tianji Sect are famous for their righteous spirit and they like quietness. From the leader to the new disciples, there are no servants in front of their gates.

Occasionally, a few cicadas chirped, making the night more and more quiet.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

It's a good time to kill people and set fires.

Although the physique of immortal cultivators is far better than that of ordinary people, they still need to eat and sleep to maintain body functions.

It's just that their food is spiritual plants and spiritual beasts, and the so-called sleep is a light sleep when the body automatically absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

At this moment, it is the most familiar time for all the disciples of the Immortal Sect to take a rest.

Her good master is certainly no exception.

Apocalypse Continent is divided into upper and lower realms. The upper world is full of spiritual energy and everything is rich and precious; the lower world is thin in spiritual energy and barren.

The world of cultivating immortals is divided into eight realms based on cultivation: Qi training, foundation building, golden elixir, Yuanying, transformation into gods, virtual refining, transcending tribulations, and Mahayana. Each great realm is divided into four smaller realms: primary, intermediate, advanced and Dzogchen.

Each cultivator is born with different root bones, which are called spiritual roots. The five spiritual roots of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth are the most common. In addition, there are wind, thunder spiritual roots, and... the dark spiritual roots that famous families keep secret.

Monks who break through to become gods will ascend to the upper continent, so even if they are the leading sect in the lower continent, the head of the Tianji Sect is only a Nascent Soul Dzogchen.

And her nominal master, Yan Huai, was only the master of the first peak of the Tianji Sect, and his cultivation was at the Golden Core Dzogchen.

Tsk, it seems to be a rare water-wood dual spiritual root.

The door frame is engraved with the Tianji Sect's logo, and the five finely carved auspicious clouds represent the identity of the person in the house as the master of the peak.

Xu Zhaozhao opened the door casually, walking slowly and leisurely, as if he was strolling through his back garden, but it did not make any noise, and was not even as noticeable as the sound of cicadas outside the window.

The man on the bed is wearing thin plain clothes, sleeping calmly and peacefully, and has a handsome face. It is easy to think of the immortal in the splash-ink painting.

The moonlight casts mottled reflections from the window lattice, making him even more clear-cut and like a god.

Yan Huai has a good skin.

Xu Zhaozhao snorted lightly.

Which of the six previous attackers didn't have Zhang Yanli's stunning face?

This is just a storybook world...what are the names of those raiders...

Oh, the world of fiction.

These raiders came "through the book" just because she, the villain, deviated from the trajectory set in the original book and was at risk of destroying the world.

The gentle and kind brother, the cheerful little monk, the charming demon man... They approached her under various banners. They just wanted to conquer her, gain favor before killing her, and then protect the stability of the world.

It's a pity that she, Xu Zhaozhao, not only did not develop any affection for these people with ulterior motives, but instead devoured their souls and learned more about the inside story, such as the existence of the Space-Time Administration.

If the soul of the previous attacker hadn't been a bit difficult to chew, she would not have ended up with her soul damaged if she was accidentally plotted by those old guys from the Upper World Continent.

In order to escape the pursuit of the upper world and find the spiritual grass that can heal the soul, she came from the upper world to the lower world. Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected surprise.

Xu Zhaozhao curled his lips slightly, held the dagger with his slender fingers, and dropped it lightly without hesitation.

The silver-white metal reflected the cold light and was instantly soaked with blood, but it did not splash on her body at all.

Her cultivation had reached the Mahayana stage. Even if her soul was severely damaged and even if she was bound by the laws of the lower realm and could not exert spiritual power beyond that of a god, it was more than enough to kill a Jindan cultivator.

"Assassination from the front is prone to variables, so it is better to poison it in a more secretive way."

Qingyue's male voice was low but not hoarse, suddenly breaking the silence of the room. The man whose heart had just been pierced by a dagger sat in front of her in a blink of an eye.

Clone technique? substitute? Blindfold?

Obviously not, she was very sure that she had just killed Yan Huai with her own hands.

So why?
Xu Zhaozhao's pupils suddenly narrowed and his knuckles curled up.

There was no candle light in the room, but Yan Huai could see clearly.

The woman was wearing the common attire of inner disciples of Tianji Sect, her red lips were pursed, and her almond-shaped eyes were full of sharpness, just like a frightened cat.

The pain from being pierced by a dagger still lingers in the heart, which is strangely numb and fascinating.

Yan Huai's eyes darkened and he sighed in his heart.

I found you, Zhao Zhao.

*
The Tianji Sect's Jiashi Hall is independent of the peaks and is responsible for the order and punishment of the sect.

The person on duty tonight is Cui Kai, the steward. He has never done anything wrong and has no sense of presence in the Ordination Hall.

"Miss Jiang, it's getting late. Please stop making trouble. If you have anything to do, we can talk about it tomorrow."

Cui Kai gritted his teeth. This Jiang Yu'er was Elder Jiang's niece. He couldn't afford to offend a small steward of the Discipline Hall, but she had also tempered her a bit, and the impatience in her words could hardly be concealed.

"I've said it several times! That Xu Zhaozhao will definitely assassinate Mu Qingfeng's peak master tonight! If Uncle Jiang hadn't gone out to practice, I wouldn't have come to your Discipline Hall. If I didn't go, it would be too late!"

Jiang Yu'er's pretty face turned crimson with anger. She glanced at the sky and felt anxious.

Xu Zhaozhao's expression when he stabbed Yan Huai with a dagger, the ensuing destruction of the Tianji Sect, and his own tragic death...scenes from the dream came to mind.

No, Master Yan must not be allowed to die in the hands of Xu Zhaozhao!

God asked her to dream about these things, just to ask her to stand up and stop everything from happening.

"Swish"

Jiang Yu'er finally made up her mind and drew out her sword and put it against her neck.

"If you don't take people to Mu Qingfeng immediately, I will kill myself here. When my uncle comes back, he will definitely not let you go!"

Cui Kai held his forehead and sighed.

This young ancestor suddenly broke into the Jiedishi Hall in the middle of the night, and without any evidence, he insisted that a disciple who was only at the beginning of Qi training wanted to assassinate the master of a peak, and asked them to lead people to capture him.

The master of Mu Qingfeng, Yan Huai, has a perfect cultivation level of Jindan. He is one step away from being able to advance to Nascent Soul.

The difference between cultivating immortals in a small realm is a huge gap. What's more, practicing Qi and golden elixir are completely different in two major realms. How can there be any talk of assassination?
I think it was just a joke between the disciples.

Forget it, who made him unlucky!
Cui Kai was already prepared to apologize after disturbing Peak Master Yan.

"Come on, go to Mu Qingfeng!"

*
The dark spiritual power condensed into a black mist, wrapping around the man's neck. The strong contrast between pure black and cold white had a strong visual impact, especially his look——

The thin lips were slightly open, and the crow-feather-like eyelashes slowly rose and fell with the breathing, adding a bit of coquettishness to the originally cold eyebrows.

Yan Huai's gaze was so hot that it always fell directly on her, giving Xu Zhaozhao the illusion that "he enjoyed being deprived of his breath by my spiritual power."

wrong--

It’s not an illusion, Yan Huai just enjoys it!