While others are serious about cultivating immortality, I will send their idiots to heaven.

Chapter 242, family members, four different things
"Senior brother, get ready, I will take you into the sword pool!"

The dazzling and ferocious spiritual light group came fiercely, and even from a distance, Song Zhi and the other three were already frightened to the point of sweating.

Song Zhi only had time to shout, and then she took out the sword-testing stone she got from Gu Zichen.

Feng Ye and Zhao Muyang saw Song Zhi swinging hard, and the sword test stone was thrown into the nearest spirit sacrifice formation.

Before the two of them had time to speak, a vast and unpredictable crack in the void appeared in front of them.

Feng Ye only called "Junior Sister", and then he and Zhao Muyang disappeared at the same time.

At this time, Song Zhi had already disappeared into the cracks in the void.

Feng Ye's scream came from the fact that he saw Song Zhi being swallowed up by the sudden crack in the void, and then he screamed in horror.

When the cracks in the void closed and returned to normal, the auras inspired by the powerful gods hit the place where Song Zhi had just stayed.

In an instant, the ground trembled and the mountains shook, and the entire Jianfeng Mountain was crumbling.

But the spirit sacrifice formation seemed to have taken root and sprouted without any damage.

"Ancestor, help!"

The group of Qingjiao members who were trapped in the formation were all crying and howling, praying to the ancestor of the gods behind them to save their lives.

But the six god-transformation monks were already fighting hard to separate each other, and every move they made was like walking on a tightrope.

How to take care of them?
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Song Zhi woke up from hunger.

Yes, just hungry.

Since traveling to the world of cultivation, she has experienced a total of three lives.

Even though she died miserably in her last life, she never experienced the feeling of a mortal being unable to fill her belly.

"mortal?"

Song Zhi woke up from his thoughts.

She suddenly opened her eyes and looked around. When she found herself lying on a small wooden frame bed, Song Zhi woke up completely.

She clearly remembered that she sacrificed the sword test stone to the sword pool under the spirit sacrifice formation.

Later, he was swallowed by the void crack that suddenly appeared.

Logically speaking, she should be in the sword pool now, right?
It is said that Jianchi possesses countless magic swords from ancient times to the present.

The sword pool should be lined with long swords, and it should be a grand scene with two steps and one sword.

This is a small mud house with simple furnishings and looks poor.

No matter how Song Zhi looked at it, he didn't think he was in the sword pond.

There is no way that Supreme Canglan could have followed the path of self-suffering before he ascended, right?

Song Zhi guessed as he took out the magic formula and prepared to take two Bigu Pills from the storage bag to pad his belly.

But she had done two magic tricks, but the storage bag didn't move at all.

Song Zhi stared at his unresponsive hands, completely confused now!

Long live!
What the hell? !

There was not a trace of spiritual power left in her body.

She couldn't even look inside her dantian to check the condition of her golden elixir!
As for her contracted swords and the Zhenyuan Tower, she couldn't summon them by induction.

After realizing this, Song Zhi became completely anxious.

"system?"

"are u there?"

"If you're here, please give me a shout!"

When she couldn't rely on herself, Song Zhi decisively turned to her golden finger for help.

She called out in a low voice with a mixture of fear and expectation.

And all she received in response was silence.

There was only a cold wind blowing in from the cracks in the earth wall.

This wind blew Song Zhi to the point where his heart was chilled and his heart was flying.

Song Zhi felt that she was about to go crazy.

All spiritual power is gone.

The female matching system, which has always been responsive, also fell apart at a critical moment.

Song Zhi felt that he was no different from a real mortal.

Oh, there is also a slight difference.

The difference is that mortals can cook and eat by themselves when they are hungry, but she cannot! Thinking of his damn cooking skills, Song Zhi couldn't help but prop up his limp body, holding on to the wall and walking towards the door.

She was about to reach out and open the door, but unexpectedly, the closed door was pushed open by someone.

Before Song Zhi had time to shout stop, her body, which was weak from hunger, was knocked to the ground by this reckless force.

Song Zhi, who was lying face down on the ground and struggled to get up, felt like he wanted to die.

"Wow!"

"Little sister, what's going on?"

"You're so good, why are you lying on the floor and falling asleep?"

"The floor is so dirty. Get up quickly and let's sit on the bed."

"My mother has made you a big bun stuffed with chives. Eat it while it's hot."

"It's so pitiful that a girl who is well-dressed and pretty has passed out from starvation!"

Song Zhi put her hands on the ground and was about to stand up while holding on to the wall. The next moment, a pair of big palms appeared on her waist.

Song Zhi only felt her thin waist being gently grasped by these hands, and then her whole body rose into the air.

At the same time, a fair-looking village girl with two braids appeared in Song Zhi's perspective.

Listening to the village girl's mumbling, Song Zhi barely figured out the truth.

She believes that this is definitely not the sword pool of Canglan Supreme in the legend!

Sword Pond is neither a secret place nor a mustard space.

If Song Zhi had really entered the sword pond, he would never have met the village girl like this.

"Hey, little sister, why are you staring at me?"

"My name is Niu Dahua, and I am the only daughter of this family."

"You fainted from hunger on the roadside. My mother and I took you back to my house because they felt sorry for you."

"Little sister, don't worry!"

"We are not bad people."

"We just want to do a good deed, here are the freshly baked big white buns."

"Eat quickly. After you finish eating, I will take you to the government to register so that you can find your family."

Niu Dahua hugged Song Zhi with a relaxed expression.

After she put Song Zhi on the bed, she kept talking.

While collecting the information revealed by Niu Dahua, Song Zhi unceremoniously enjoyed the big white buns.

"Thank you, Sister Dahua."

"My name is Song Zhi. Thank you and your mother for helping me."

While Song Zhi was swallowing the delicious big buns, he turned to Niu Dahua and said earnestly.

Listening to her vague words of thanks, the carefree Niu Dahua immediately raised the corners of his mouth with a trace of pride on his face.

"It's just a little effort, not worth mentioning!"

"By the way, Song, Song Zhiha."

"Eat quickly. When you're done, I can take you to the city."

"My mother said that with the way you are dressed, you look like a young lady from a wealthy family."

"You came to our Guyong City in such a hurry. You must be here to participate in the Immortal Fate Ceremony held today, right?"

"Hahaha, you are so lucky that you met us."

"To tell you the truth, the Immortal Fate Ceremony has ended, but my mother knows the chief manager of the Wang Mansion."

"The general manager often deals with the immortal kings."

"As long as the general manager opens his mouth, instead of asking the superior immortals to accept you, at least it will be convenient for them to use that luminous stone to test your spiritual root aptitude."

"I said, Miss Song, if you are really destined to be immortal, you must not forget us."

"Hehehe, I don't want peach blossoms, I just want glory and wealth..."

Niu Dahua was talking to herself, not caring whether Song Zhi listened or echoed her.

Looking at the rugged village girl who has wild thoughts.

Song Zhi felt the slight heat in his belly and reached out to pick up the last bun in the porcelain bowl.

I wonder if it was her imagination.

She always felt that after eating, the spiritual power in her body returned a little bit.