Hibiscus's spiritual consciousness is naturally powerful.

Even if Long Yin does not actively practice, his cultivation will be improved extremely quickly. The spiritual power cultivation will naturally be improved with the improvement of spiritual consciousness cultivation. After each contribution of spiritual power, the spiritual power cultivation will be reduced, but the spiritual consciousness cultivation will not decrease. After obtaining Zhang Xiaohan's practice of the sea of ​​consciousness, few people can surpass him.

However, although Mu Ji's spiritual consciousness is powerful, he has not obtained any special skills to practice spiritual consciousness. The spiritual consciousness invaded Zhixue's consciousness and only entangled Zhixue's spiritual consciousness, so that he would not have the opportunity to release it.

This is enough.

Zhixue's face was stunned and her eyes became empty. A white divine light appeared between Ye Weiyang's index finger, drawing a complex pattern. The pattern was penetrated into Zhixue's forehead. Hibiscus's spiritual consciousness was retracted, and Ye Weiyang easily left a mark in Zhixue's spiritual consciousness.

Zhixue was really stunned.

"It's not embarrassing to be my divine servant. What I can repay you is unimaginable." Ye Weiyang made a gesture and said to Mu Ji: "Happy cooperation, thank you."

Mu Ji nodded, stopped looking at Zhixue, and turned around and left.

Zhang Xiaohan was indeed waiting in the reception room. When he saw Mu Jin coming in, he asked with his eyes. Mu Jin nodded, stood a little, and suddenly laughed: "In some aspects, Ye Daoist is the same as you."

Zhang Xiaohan shrugged. When Ye Weiyang succeeded, he naturally no longer needed to communicate his spiritual sense, and even the restrictions were not required to be arranged: "But I still don't like it."

No one will like this feeling, just like the science fiction movies I watched in my previous life. The clone is clearly equivalent to the cloned person. No one will like the cloned self. It is obviously yourself, and has the same habits and nature as you, but has different thinking, and even stands on the opposite side because of different positions.

"I feel so grateful now that fellow Taoist Ye is practicing the magical exercises." Mu Jin shook his head, "If fellow Taoist Ye can stay in the human world, take revenge..."

Zhang Xiaohan said with a sneer, "Don't worry, one day she will come to you, so you can only keep getting stronger."

"Let's talk about the future later." Mu Jin said this, but she unconsciously had different thoughts in her heart. Maybe one day, Zhang Xiaohan and Ye Wuyang will stand at the top together.

After waiting for a while, Ye Wuyang came back, his expression did not change at all, as if taking over a divine servant was not something to show off.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, are you a god cultivator with faith?" Mu Jin said curiously.

Ye Wuyang glanced at Mu Ji: "No, I just have a divine cultivator who believes in me." Then he snorted from his nose, "I will not believe in anyone, and no one can take away the power of my faith."

Mu Jin and Zhang Xiaohan both agree with this sentence. The magical clan's martial arts that rely on the power of faith is a double-edged sword. If used well, they will benefit each other, but if used inappropriately, they will harm each other.

This village was a scene where three people marched northward. They stayed for a short time and received a divine servant. No one responded much. Unfortunately, they sneaked all the way, and a divine cultivator like Zhixue is rare.

As the temperature gradually dropped, the green vegetation gradually became sparse, changing to the withered and yellow scenery. Later, white snow began to appear, and a northern scenery began to appear.

Walking north, she did not interact with too many monks in the divine realm, but Zhang Xiaohan gradually became silent. The demonic energy in Tanzhong became more and more violent. She had to start suppressing it, and her temper seemed to become irritable, and she could only control herself by being taciturn.

Zhang Xiaohan's emotional changes also affected Mu Jin and Ye Wuyang, and both of them rarely spoke. Fortunately, the living habits of monks in the divine realm and monks in the human realm are different. Few monks traveled like three people like long distances, and they were all rushing on the road in barren mountains and ridges, so they rarely encountered other monks along the way.

All three of them were riding in the White Wolf. With the physical strength of the lowest Mahayana in the late stage of the White Wolf, it was naturally effortless to fly tens of thousands of miles a day. In order to avoid arousing the suspicion of the monks they met along the way, Zhang Xiaohan and Ye Wuyang changed their mounts. Zhang Xiaohan was under the White Wolf of the Mahayana with the lowest cultivation level.

Zhang Xiaohan spent most of his time suppressing the tyranny of the demonic energy, but gradually, the tyranny began to be unsuppressed. Zhang Xiaohan's eyes always showed inexplicable ferocious intentions. This ferocious intention did not target Mu Jin and Ye Wuyang, but both of them felt pressure.

As a last resort, Zhang Xiaohan would take out the materials to refine the weapons whenever he was resting, wishing he could use the sun's true fire to burn all the materials to completely remove them. Finally one day, she actually exhaled a black flame.

The demonic energy is no longer willing to lurk in Zhang Xiaohan's body.

Zhang Xiaohan and Mu Jin were both stunned. Zhang Xiaohan had already refined the purple qi, but the demonic energy was not used. He just hoped that one day, he would return all the demonic energy and Dong Xiao's muscles and bones to him. But now, the demonic energy actually wanted to suppress Zhang Xiaohan's purple qi and his own spiritual power.

Looking at the black flame in the palm of his hand, Zhang Xiaohan had a expressionless face for a while, then sighed and withdrew the black flame. The intention of immortality surged in his heart, and his heart, which had not been throbbing for a long time, seemed to be pounding.

"What's wrong?" Mu Jin asked in a low voice. The black flames burning in the darkness cast a shadow on his heart, and Zhang Xiaohan would not easily show such an expression.

He couldn't say what kind of expression this was, as if he was helpless, but he seemed indifferent, as if this was what she had thought of waiting for for a long time, and as if she had always hoped that it wouldn't happen.

"It's okay." Zhang Xiaohan shook his head and refused to say in detail. Mu Jin just looked at her uneasyly and did not ask again.

The demonic energy was finally suppressed back to the sandalwood, and the throbbing of the heart slowly disappeared. Of course, this was only temporarily suppressed. As the distance approached, the interval between being suppressed would become shorter and shorter.

The white wolf boss leaned quietly aside. Just when Zhang Xiaohan's heart was throbbing, his hair couldn't help but stand up. It calmed down until Zhang Xiaohan's heart throbbing disappeared. But before half a quarter of an hour, his throat suddenly roared, and Ye Weiyang suddenly frowned, looked behind him, and said softly: "There is a divine cultivation here."

The keen perception between the divine cultivators was to reach the same level unless Zhang Xiaohan and Mu Jin kept releasing their spiritual consciousness far away. Zhang Xiaohan and Mu Jin both looked over with Ye Weiyang's eyes and at the same time restrained their cultivation.

It is evening. The winter sunset tilts to the horizon early, and darkness seems to come in the next moment. Such evening can easily make people feel desolate in their hearts, but when they look back, the sky emits a divine light full of vitality, as if it instantly dispels the darkness from afar.

Even Zhang Xiaohan's heart was suppressed and irritable as soon as the divine light appeared, but at the same time, his heart was shocked. This was a very powerful divine cultivator.

In a blink of an eye, the light was covered with white light, and a quiet and peaceful aura suddenly came from the air, as if suddenly in another strange world, there was no tyranny in this world, only tranquility and peace.

Zhang Xiaohan felt a moment of trance, and suddenly he was extremely careful in his heart, but he was unwilling to wake up from such a peaceful and sacred feeling.

The white and bright divine light was fleeting, and Zhang Xiaohan woke up. He stood up unknowingly. He was finally shocked. With her spiritual sense, she was also fascinated by the divine light. The other party's strength was simply unfathomable.

A monk in a white robe slowly came in mid-air. The background gradually darkened behind him made his face look more and more radiant. Zhang Xiaohan's eyes were paired with him, and he couldn't help but feel a moment of loss of consciousness. He had been in the divine realm for more than two months. He had seen many monks of the divine clan, but he was the first one who asked Zhang Xiaohan to pay so much attention. His bright and extraordinary face was like the first time he saw simple. He was just one coming on the sun and the other leaving darkness behind him.

"I disturbed my fellow Taoists to rest. I just felt the tyrannical aura, which touched the divine light in my body, which was very rude." The sound like singing a poem seemed to penetrate into the body through the 36,000 pores of the whole body. The comfortable and comfortable inner self made people feel that they would not have any disobedience.

Zhang Xiaohan still understood in his heart that the cultivation of divine cultivation has reached a certain level. Not to mention every move, even if he speaks and looks, he will unconsciously exud the glory of the gods.

Ye Weiyang raised his hand to salute, and the standard etiquette of meeting between the divine cultivators: "In the next Ye Weiyang, these two are friends."

"I'm going into the water." Shui Qing returned a greeting and looked at everyone quietly. I wonder if it was an illusion, but Zhang Xiaohan felt that his gaze was comparing his face with Ye Weiyang.

Then he gave another gust, and left without saying anything more.

The three of them all moved slightly with the departure of Shui Qing until the person completely disappeared. Zhang Xiaohan said softly: "Weiyang, how much difference is in cultivation compared to you?"

Ye Weiyang frowned: "I only have a divine servant. I can't see through his divine servant. If he wants, his divine light can eat my divine light."

The strength of the monks of the gods is not only determined by the practice of practice, but also by the amount of faith power. This comparison is very subtle and not so easy to calculate.

Usually the power of faith of the servant of God is the purest, but if the servant of God himself also receives the power of faith, what he devotes is not the power of a person.

The divine light of water is still far away, and it can purify the violent aura in Zhang Xiaohan's body. Ye Weiyang can't do this at all. After all, Ye Weiyang has practiced the magical skills of nearly ten thousand years.

"Is it equivalent to the existence of a Mahayana monk in the human world? Or is it the late Mahayana?" Mu Hibiscus stared at the disappearing Shui Qing's back and said.

"Maybe, Boss Zhang, can you fight against such an existence?" Ye Weiyang answered Mu Jin's words first, and then looked at Zhang Xiaohan.

"Maybe, but I don't want to be his enemy. His divine light makes me feel very comfortable, and I don't even want to leave." Zhang Xiaohan shook his head.

"The magical clan's martial arts are born to restrain the magical clan's martial arts, and the divine light is also the nemesis of the demonic energy. This Shui Qing should have felt the demonic energy, but she did not stay to find out the truth. It was very strange." Mu Ji was also strange.

"What's so strange? Our combination and the tyranny of demonic energy are still far away, which has attracted his divine light. If you really want to start, he may not have a chance. Look at his flowing water, he is obviously very familiar with this place. We are unfamiliar with our faces, and it's better to wait for us to fall into the trap in front." Ye Weiyang showed some disdain.

Zhang Xiaohan and Mu Jin both nodded, and then their faces showed some worries. If there were a few monks like Shui Qing where Dong Xiao was located, it would be difficult to get the war drum.

The three of them rested for a while, mainly waiting for the three white wolves to recover their strength. The sky was already dark, the moon was bright, the stars were shining, and although the weather was cold, it did not affect their actions. They did not understand the situation ahead, and no discussions were effective. The three of them sat silently on the back of the white wolves and continued to move forward.

"Weiyang, there are not many female cultivators who have achieved success among the monks in the divine world. Mu Jin and I will leave sooner or later." Zhang Xiaohan suddenly said in a daze.

"You don't bother with this. I am very grateful that you have restored my freedom and even if you know nothing about the front, you have never tried to divine again." Ye Weiyang's tone was slightly mocking.

"I'm sorry, what I did to you in the past." Zhang Xiaohan turned his head and looked at Ye Weiyang and said, "This apology was sincere."

"Boss Zhang also feels sorry? No, no, you don't have to be sorry, it is me who should thank you. It is you who created me and gave me life. No matter what your original intention is or what you have done, you are ready to give me freedom in the end. With life and freedom, I should thank you." Ye Weiyang squinted Zhang Xiaohan, his face full of mockery.

Zhang Xiaohan quietly withdrew his gaze and looked at the darkness ahead: "I believe that one day, you and I will stand at a common height, but I hope that we will not stand on both sides of the hostile side."

"Haha, Boss Zhang really looks up to me, oh, he doesn't look up to me, he is very confident in yourself. After all, I am part of you and part of your soul." Ye Weiyang did not answer, but this was also an answer.

The divine light of Shui Qing was extremely powerful. When it was dawn, Zhang Xiaohan was still refreshed and had no impetuousness in his heart. Even Ye Weiyang's occasional sarcasm did not show any signs of anger. Not only herself, but also Mu Jin and Ye Wuyang were surprised and frightened.

Of course they knew the restraint of the magical martial arts on the magical martial arts, but they never expected that they could reach such a level.

Fortunately, Zhang Xiaohan also has his own cultivation and purple energy in his body, and the demonic energy was suppressed just in her wish.

When the red sun finally rose from the sky, several figures appeared in front of them, all of them were monks with white robes, four men and four women. Each of them had a peaceful expression, a divine light on their cheeks, and a clear eyes. After hundreds of meters, they stood down and bowed: "The Shuihan Clan welcomes the distinguished guests."
Chapter completed!