Chapter 761: A Nascent Soul is found in the treasure chest???
"What is all this mess?"
Li Zheng listened to the voice coming from the treasure box, and his expression gradually became weird: "Isn't there a chuunibyou locked inside? The God of Darkness?"
On the first day of the Matrix game, the guy who called himself the God of Darkness left a deep impression on Li Zheng.
To be honest, Li Zheng was very curious whether the other party died in the matrix at that time, or whether he really split the matrix and returned to the outside world.
"But the terminal didn't mention that guy, he must be dead..."
If the God of Darkness splits the matrix and leaves, the terminal cannot react at all. With such strength, the terminal will definitely try its best to win over the other party to help deal with the emotional storm.
Whether it is a secondary disease or not, you will know after opening it and taking a look.
Li Zheng opened the lid of the treasure chest, but before he could see clearly the appearance of the guy calling inside, he saw a golden light like a rainbow coming straight to his door.
Changhong also shouted: "Xiao Xiao, if you dare to ban your Grandpa Jin Guang, when I refine your soul and take away your body, I will make amends to you!"
The golden light Changhong entered from between Li Zheng's eyebrows and appeared in his mind.
Li Zheng's expression changed, he closed his eyes and focused his attention on his mind.
"Xiao Xiao, come and accept your fate...ah????"
The golden light Changhong was squeezed to the edge of Li Zheng's mind by his spiritual body, but it turned out to be a small man the size of a palm. His whole body was radiant and translucent, as if carved from crystal.
At this time, the little golden man looked at the mountain-like spiritual body in front of him. He was stunned there and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.
Li Zheng moved his palm to touch it and gently poked the golden figure: "Hey, why don't you speak?"
"Exalted Immortal, have mercy on me!"
The little golden man reacted and wanted to kneel down to beg for mercy. He found that there was no room to kneel around him and said with a mournful face: "I don't know that the Immortal is here. I have offended you just now. I hope that you have many Immortals. Don't argue with me."
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If there wasn't really enough room to kneel down for him, he would have kowtowed while saying these words, wishing that his brains would be smashed out.
"Immortal?"
Li Zheng frowned slightly, what on earth is this golden villain? Why can he speak fluent Chinese and understand many terms in novels about cultivating immortals?
etc!
He suddenly realized something, couldn't help but widen his eyes, grabbed the golden man, and stuffed it into the dark world.
The Jinguang villain was terrified. He didn't know what Li Zheng was going to do. He thought he was going to harm him, so he shouted for help: "Spare my life! Master Immortal, spare your life! I really didn't mean to offend!"
He was held tightly by Li Zheng and could not move at all.
This kind of involuntary feeling has not been experienced for hundreds of years.
This reminded him of the time when he first started practicing, when he accidentally provoked the most powerful young master of the family in his hometown, and was hunted down like a lost dog.
Afraid all day long!
"Shut up!"
A loud shout shocked the golden man into confusion, and it took nearly two minutes for him to regain his senses. He stayed there in obedience, not daring to say another word.
He lowered his head and looked around furtively.
I saw that I was in a realm of nothingness, and sitting in front of me was an immortal spirit who looked exactly like myself. Behind the immortal spirit, there was a Bodhi tree rooted in the void and growing extremely lushly.
Even the Boguang Temple, which regards the ancient Bodhi tree as its most precious treasure, is dwarfed by this precious Bodhi tree!
With a glance from the corner of his eye, he trembled.
But one can see that there are no less than three hundred soul projections scattered around the stars, and each projection is vivid, with special fluctuations coming from it. It seems that they can come back to life with just a thought.
"Devil! This is not a fairy! This is a big devil!!!"
The little golden man's heart was like a roaring mountain torrent, and he couldn't help but lament.
I thought that I was in doom today.
Unexpectedly, he failed to overcome the catastrophe and had to fight to keep the Nascent Soul alive. He just hoped that in the future, he could find soldiers to break up the immortal's skills and cultivate the Tao and Fruit of a land immortal.
But in the end, it fell into the hands of a big devil who refines other people's spirits!
Not to mention repairing the soldiers and disbanding the immortals, whether they can survive today is still a matter of debate.
While he was surveying the environment, Li Zheng was also observing the golden man.
Li Zheng felt an extremely solid spiritual power from this little man, whose solidity was almost as solid as his own. The only difference between him and himself was that the golden light man was not as big as himself.
Through the nonsense the other party just said, Li Zheng thought of a term to summarize the type of golden villain: Nascent Soul!
Of course, Li Zheng didn't believe in cultivating immortals, so "Nascent Soul" was just a name for a more solid spiritual body.
Just like: kettle, toilet, slippers, etc., they are the names of an object.
"I'm going to ask you a few questions, and you answer them honestly." Li Zheng said slowly, "If I find out that you're dishonest, you don't need to tell me what the consequences will be."
The little man with golden light said continuously: "The immortal has some questions, but the junior has everything he can say!"
"Okay." Li Zheng asked, "Let me ask you, what is your name?"
"I can't say enough about this junior. A monk in the late Yuan Ying period is famous for practicing the Golden Light Beidou Sword Technique. My colleagues call me Jin Guang Zhenren."
Late stage of Nascent Soul...
Li Zheng's eyelids twitched. Are there really immortal cultivators?
"Second question, where are you from and why are you locked in a treasure chest?"
"Returning to the Immortal, I am from Fengyang City, and I am a guest of the Yang family, one of the three major families in Fengyang City." He replied respectfully: "As for why he was locked up...in the box, it was not that the Immortal arrested me.
Are you here?"
Yan Fuchuan was very confused. He only remembered that because the calamity was approaching, he found a safe place to prepare to survive the calamity. As long as he survived this calamity, he could become a monk in the Transparent Realm.
However, due to his lack of strength, he was struck half to death by the Tribulation Thunder, and finally chose to surrender... that is, commit suicide, kill his own body, free the Nascent Soul, and run away.
Just when he was about to leave the scope of the Heavenly Tribulation, his eyes suddenly went dark, as if he had entered a completely lightless world.
He originally thought it was one of his enemies who was plotting against him. While he was cursing, he saw a corner of the lightless world being opened by someone. He took the opportunity to rush out and thought that this person was a helper invited by his enemy. He did not feel any fluctuations in his cultivation from the other person.
I just thought that since I didn't have the skills to cultivate soldiers and dispel immortals, I simply used magic means to seize the opponent's body.
Um.
Then it became what it is now.
"That is to say, you were still going through the tribulation not long ago?" Li Zheng was very curious. It turns out that there are really immortal cultivators?
"Exactly."
"You just said you were from Fengyang City, so where is Fengyang City?" Li Zheng continued to ask.
"Fengyang City is in the lower realm, in the northeast of Zhongzhou Continent. It is the largest city there!"
"The lower realm? Which lower realm is it?"
Li Zheng was a little impatient and asked several questions in a row, but he couldn't answer the key points.
Does this guy have a problem with his IQ?
Can't you tell that what you want to ask is which world he comes from?
However, he could not finish his words, but his face was confused: "The lower world is naturally the mortal world below the fairy world. How can you say which lower world is there?"
He was also muttering in his mind, is there more than one lower realm under the fairy world?
