I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

I Just Want To Slack Off In Cultivation Chapter 780

2022-02-17

Chapter 780 Title. (The third update! Please subscribe!)

Ji Changfu stood in the air and looked around.

After taking a look at the surrounding environment, he slightly nodded. This place is an abyss in a dream. There are a large number of "Original Immortals" inhabiting it, and the cultivation base is generally strong. According to the information held by Inborn Church.

In the Fallen Immortal Origin Dreamland, the abyss is divided into 19th-layers.

Every time you go down, the strength of "Yuanxian" increases.

Those at the bottom of the abyss, their cultivation base is even more unimaginable.

However, compared to the starry sky, the danger of the abyss is really nothing.

After all, in the starry sky, there are "Old Immortals" who are more dangerous than "Original Immortals", and there is also the most powerful Sanzhu Immortal in the Fallen Immortal Dreamland!

Thinking of this, Ji Changfu took it seriously and frowned quickly.

Gui Hengqiu and Chu Mo are now in the abyss. Although the number of floors is different from his, it is not surprising that because of their very close connection with him, they have become His Cong Xian.

However, Junior Brother Kang disappeared?

What's going on?

Ji Changfu faintly muttered to oneself, Inborn Church is based on the background, and there is a huge disparity between the backgrounds of each layer.

As a result, he is the Young Sect Lord, while Gui Hengqiu, Chu Mo and Kang Shaoyin are only true inheritances. They are his subordinates in this world, bound by sect rules, and recognized by the idea in the dark.

According to the rules of the multi-line dream, these three Junior Brother Junior Sisters should automatically become his followers when they enter the dream.

But now, how did Junior Brother Kang get out of this?

He couldn't help frowning: "One less person... Forget it, as long as you don't die, you can always find it later."

"This time entering the eternal night desert is very hasty, And lack of support from Samsara Tower, the level of danger is much higher than when the father came."

"It's hard to come in now, and it must not fall short."

" I must complete this transformation before I find out that I have lost my cultivation base!"

"Otherwise..."

Thinking of his brothers and sisters, Ji Changfu's eyes were slightly cold. .

At this moment, a loud prayer came from the ear: "Fu Nian... Dangerous obstacles and poverty... Born at the end of the minute... Now embarrassed... Fu wish to bow down to the poor and be kind. Min... daughter... trifling inch sincerity... irresponsible... to the point, keep my words."

"Wei... Unswerving until death...without any responsibility...with words."

"...Weisi Divine Spark...May prayers come...Miassis...sickness...shou test..."

"Fu Nian... Jiu Mu... Fu Vow... Prayers... Inner Brilliance... Outer Glorious Ronghua... Cui Sheng..."

After listening for a while, Ji Changfu selected one of the prayer.

Suddenly, a picture appeared in his mind: it was a girl in 28 years old.

She has gorgeous dresses, full hairpin rings on the temples, and a pair of jade bracelets on her wrists like pure spring water condensing.

However, the complexion is dark, the waist is as thick as a bucket, and the appearance is very ugly.

Now kneeling alone in a room with the doors and windows closed, weeping and praying in a low voice.

Ji Changfu's point of view is the god she worships.

He didn't open his mouth. After observing for a while, he only gathered a little strength from the air, and in midair in front of the girl, wrote the word "floating" in the cloud alphabet.

This is his honorary title.

The girl caught a glimpse out of the corner of her eye, looked up, sucked in a breath of cold air, and screamed: "Immortal has appeared!!"

This voice was very fast All the servants and maids in the outside world were alarmed, and the crowd did not hear clearly across the door, only that the young lady had setback, and rushed in in a hurry, seeing the word "floating" clearly.

It didn't take long for the entire splendorous and majestic mansion to be alarmed, looking at the word "floating" that appeared out of thin air, with different expressions, some people were surprised, some were dazed, and some were terrified. , looked at each other, and they were all stunned: "Immortal!"

"This is a fairy..."

"immortal responded to the lady..."

"Is it a 'Fu' immortal?"

"What did the lady ask for?"

Ji Changfu looked away after seeing this, but he did not fulfill the other party's wish at all.

He doesn't plan to fulfill any wishes at the moment, he just plans to pass on his honorary title first.

must wait until mortals specifically request this title before formally responding.

Because of these lingering prayers...he wasn't the only one who could hear them.

A rash shot can easily expose the trail.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Changfu thoughts move and take out a piece of blood.

This is the blood of those alien madmen in desert forever.

In this Fallen Immortal Dreamland, all magic talismans in this world cannot be used.

But the material taken from the forever night desert is not limited.

Ji Changfu wrote the real names and honorifics of Gui Hengqiu and Chu Mo in the air with the blood of an alien madman, and then began to draw a very complicated rune carefully based on this.

He had just entered the dream, and the immortal position was not enough at the moment, so he could not directly cross the vast distance and communicate with the immortal. The only way to contact the two Junior Brother Junior Sisters is to use the blood of the alien madman to perform the water mirror technique.

After a while, the drawing was completed, Ji Changfu made a random gesture, and rune immediately created two water mirrors with blood light on both sides, each of which showed the silhouettes of Gui Hengqiu and Chu Mo.

Looking at these two same sects, he indifferently instructed: "Don't worry about those prayers, concentrate on investigating the abyss, looking for the 'original fairy' that we can deal with."

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In the starry sky.

In the boundless void, countless stars hover silently.

Yu Xuezhao opened her eyes and looked all around. She didn't see her dog owner and was slightly puzzled, but soon, she no longer paid attention to such trivial matters.

After all, she is used to being left by the dog owner...

At this moment, a prayer sounded in her ear: "Weixianxi...Jiang's bow... …Fu wishing to be merciful to the gods  … To increase the spiritual light to the elder son  … I will fall back on my sincerity. … ...Ling Ze...Lingde...I'm so condescending."

"Fuyi...True Holy...Fuyi can do whatever you can, whatever your blessings..."

"Fu Niannan is young...there are many worries, but less happiness...Fu wish...going to find peace..."

Huh?

What is this?

Yu Xuezhao looked around, but there was nothing but the seemingly endless Star Sea. But the prayer sounded like a tidal wave in her ears.

She listened with a novel look on her face, but she had no idea about fame and the like.

Therefore, after listening patiently for a while, Yu Xuezhao's attention soon fell into the prayer of rain.

Next moment, a cracked earth appeared in front of her eyes.

A thousand miles away, the people are struggling.

At the head of a certain city, on the sacrificial table decorated with colorful flowers, three animals have been listed, melons and fruits are displayed together.

Several officials in brocade robes and black gauze, all sweating, kneeling down not far away with a solemn expression, looking at the sacrifice case, one was lame, wearing a feather cloak, and the waist Priest with Magical Artifact engraved with rune.

At this moment, with the sound of the next bell, the priest is dancing the sacrificial dance hoarsely.

"Sacrificial!"

After a frantic dance, the tall and strong priest, who can see that he is strong at a glance, is already red and sweaty, but he doesn't care at all. Wipe, shouted sharply: "Sacrifice to God..."

Before he finished speaking, under the city wall, several death row prisoners who had already been pushed to their knees, the plaques behind them were removed, the executioner looked like Seriously, he drew his sword, swung it, and returned its sheath at the same time...

Several great heads rolled to the ground along with the blood column rising into the sky.

Someone rushed up immediately, picked up the head, wiped it briefly, put it into the ebony painted gold lacquer plate, and then quickly sent it to the altar in the city head.

(end of this chapter)