Fantasy Realization System

The secret room was extremely dark, with a lot of gold piled up in the middle area, and the corners were blood-stained and shocking. Forty-eight virgin boys fell to the ground with a weak breath. Some children even had broken hands and feet, broken arms and limbs, which made their hearts chill.

After Li Suan opened the door, he lit the oil lamp hanging beside the door, and the light shone, and the shadows were full of misery.

Seeing these half-dead boys, Li Su took a breath. He didn't dare to approach this secret room before, and he didn't know what Guo Zhi would do with these boys after he caught them. Now, it is truly tragic.

Zhou Ming's expression was gloomy, and he didn't know what his thoughts were. He fixedly stared at these boys without saying a word.

Li Suan saw Zhou Ming's abnormally gloomy expression, and his whole body was almost shaken. Zhou Ming is a ruthless person who can kill even Guo Zhi. He is in front of him, just as inconspicuous as the ants on the roadside. He can see that anger is brewing in Zhou Ming's heart. If he uses himself to vent his anger later, then he should How is it good?

Thinking of this, Li Suan trembled twice, and the bottom was wet.

Zhou Ming ignored Li Suan, who was so ugly. He walked up to the boys and said in a soft tone: "Don't worry, you are safe now."

I don't know if they can hear it, Zhou Ming turned around and walked outside after finishing speaking. When he came to the door of the secret room, he left a sentence: "Go to the best doctor in the city, I think you should know what to do."

"Yes, yes, I will go to the doctor right away."

Li Suan didn't expect that Zhou Ming didn't kill him. He who was lucky enough to get his life didn't understand what Zhou Ming meant. After Zhou Ming left, he rushed out of the secret room with a nasty smell.

Zhou Ming lifted the state of fantasy reality and returned to the upper level of the City Lord's Mansion. He scanned the broken wood and bricks everywhere, and walked to the Danding.

This Danding is about one foot high. It is carved with three flaming monsters that soar through the clouds. The three legs are curved underneath, and a circle of primitive patterns is engraved on the mouth of the ding. If you look closely, the whole Danding reveals a sense of elegance. A sense of simplicity.

Who could have imagined that this mighty dark blue pill cauldron was still a pill refining tool for an evil person a few minutes ago.

Zhou Ming slapped the Dan Ding with a palm, a huge force blasted out, and the Ding's mouth turned down, pouring out a pile of burnt black medicine slag.

Zhou Ming vaguely felt that this pill cauldron was an object of origin. Although he was not proficient in alchemy, he could not be sure that this pill cauldron would be useful in the future.

After thinking about it a little bit, he received this Mo Qingdanding into the system backpack.

This upper level is messy, but at this moment, no one in the city lord’s mansion dared to come up and clean up. Zhou Ming swept away his consciousness and found that a fuchsia long spear was dropped beside Guo Zhi’s corpse. He reached out and grabbed it, and the spear flew. In his hands.

The gun body is about nine feet long, and the whole body has a pure red texture of flame. I don’t know what kind of metal it is made of. The tip of the gun is a sharp shape of flame, with five crimson flames, which appear to be naturally generated, and are printed on the tip of the gun. within.

Zhou Ming was holding this long spear, and only felt a hot breath flowing down his palms from his meridians. Before the breath could go further, he cut off the connection with the spear and received it. System backpack.

"This spear is probably a spiritual weapon..."

With that, Zhou Ming stepped up and disappeared into the vast night sky.

Yuanxu, there is a vast sea area called the Dark Demon Sea. There is an island opposite the Dark Demon Sea, called Shadow Island.

On Yingxu Island, a towering building stands majestically, and some low-rise pavilions around it are in sharp contrast. Here is where the Shadow Gate is.

In the lobby of that building, on top of two rows of solid mahogany chairs, there were eight people in black robes.

"Old Ba is also in an accident. When did my Shadow Gate suffer such humiliation, I must find this person and let him taste the suffering of thousands of swords."

A thin man with a beard tightly gripped the armrest of the seat, and his words made no secret of his inner murderous intentions. This person is the three chiefs of the Shadow Gate, Zhao Zhixuan.

"First, the old nine's soul jade card was shattered, and now the old eight's soul jade card is also broken. The breath we feel through the jade card is the same person, who is this person? How capable is this?"

A man with green hair squinted his temples, frowned and thought. He is the second leader of the Shadow Gate, Shen Liu.

"Regardless of who this person is, we must pay attention to this person's strength. He killed Lao Ba and Lao Jiu, which has already affected our plans."

An old man with a withered face touched his somewhat rotten palms and said. This old man is the four chiefs of the Shadow Gate, Shan Quan.

"Do you have any suggestions?"

The first one is a middle-aged man. He is like a calm politician, without the slightest ferocious air on his face. When he speaks, he gives a sense of solidity and stability. He is the shadow gate chief, Lou Qingyuan.

The five chiefs is an old woman who seems to be in her sixties. She is leaning on a snake-shaped crutches next to her. From the outside, she is regarded as the oldest of these people. She arched her hand to Lou Qingyuan and said: " It's all arranged by the chief."

The six chiefs and the seven chiefs have similar faces. The two are huge, with bulging muscles, and they look like humanoid beasts. The six leaders are named Fang Gan, and the seven leaders are named Fang Kun. They are two brothers.

They looked at each other, stood up and held a fist to Lou Qingyuan: "We are all arranged by the chief."

In the end, everyone turned their eyes to the seductive woman who was sitting in the last position. She was as she was named Su Mei, and she was the ten chiefs of the Shadow Gate.

Su Mei used slender jade to point her red lips, a pair of eye-catching smiles, and said softly: "It's all arranged by the chief."

"That's good."

Lou Qingyuan nodded and said: "This matter needs to be considered for a long time. The Shenyue was a lesson for the past. This person obviously came for the Shadow Gate. We should not take it rashly until we know his strength. During this time, unless Do not go to sea if necessary. I believe that it will not be long before that person will come to the door by himself."

"Yes."

The seven leaders held their fists at Lou Qingyuan and said respectfully.

Fanling City.

Zhou Ming returned to his wing silently and sat cross-legged on the bed. At this time, there was still a period of time before dawn. He just took advantage of this break to restore his mental strength.

Consciousness was immersed in his own sea of ​​consciousness, Zhou Ming ran his mind and Taoist magic techniques, communicating the spiritual energy of the outside world, and the silver light and shadow were drawn over. His consciousness and soul were immersed in the boundless coolness.

The silver in the palace gradually filled, and soon reached a state of overflow. At this time, Zhou Ming no longer absorbs the spiritual energy from the outside world. He understands that his divine palace is already saturated, and he is still in the mental enlightenment stage. Without the right opportunity, he cannot move on to the next stage and continue to absorb the spiritual energy. It will only hurt him without benefit.

Spiritual cultivation is different from physical cultivation, and there is an essential difference between the two. Physical training is to condense energy. As long as the cultivation is at home, the cultivation level will rise naturally, while spiritual cultivation is different. The spirit is the soul of a person. If you want to improve your spiritual strength and cultivation level, it is not enough to rely on the mind. It requires one's own perception of the universe, that is, a person's state of mind.

When the mood reaches a certain height, the human soul will become stronger, the strength of the soul will increase, and the spiritual power will also rise by a level. Some cultivators often don't pay attention to tempering their minds, and are eager to improve their cultivation.

For example, when Zhou Ming broke through the Huaxie Realm, it was because of his unstable mood that he broke through forcibly, which led to confusion. If Xiaohong hadn't taken a shot at that time, he might have turned into a pile of bones on the long road to cultivation.

With the improvement of his cultivation, Zhou Ming also gradually felt the vastness of this world. Compared with this world, how insignificant people are. Cultivation is meant to go against the sky, in order to get rid of the limitations of this mortal body, fighting with the sky, fighting with the earth, as long as one is careless, it may fall. Under the rules, the creatures seem so small.

Thinking of the three hundred thousand years Xiaohong said, Zhou Ming couldn't help but smile, and he didn't know whether he could reach that kind of detached height and rescue Xiaohong from Infernal Purgatory. He began to doubt himself, what is the point of doing all this now? When can I reach that remote state?

Zhou Ming lay in his own sea of ​​knowledge, confused before his eyes. He has doubted himself this way more than once. What is the purpose of everything he did? Zhou You, Xueling, Shen Yue, Xiao Hong... All faces appeared before his eyes, and he stretched out his hand, wanting to touch , But caught a gap.

The dust returns to the dust, the soil returns to the soil, and in the end will be ruthlessly teased by fate.

A chill came from his body, Zhou Ming suddenly became sober, he sat up from the sea of ​​consciousness, and his consciousness returned to his body.

Zhou Ming opened his eyes and saw Lin Xiaowu, who was covered in a single coat, trembling and curled up in his arms. Since he was sitting cross-legged on the bed, the two of them had an extremely indecent posture.

"Xiao Wu, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Ming didn't have time to worry about his and Lin Xiaowu's current posture. Lin Xiaowu exuded an extremely terrifying chill. Just next to her, Zhou Ming felt a biting cold.

"Brother Zhou Ming, I, I'm cold..."

Lin Xiaowu looked very painful, her lips were like white paper, her muscles were like ice, and her words trembled.

Zhou Ming grabbed the quilt on the side and wrapped it around Lin Xiaowu. He hugged Lin Xiaowu tightly, trying to use his body temperature to help Lin Xiaowu relieve the cold inside. But he knew that this wasn't of much use, and he had to rely on Lin Xiaowu herself to survive this painful cold.

Lin Xiaowu possesses ice spirit root, and it is pure spirit root.

People with mixed spiritual roots generally do not activate the spiritual root attributes in the body before the foundation is built, but the pure spiritual roots are different. People with pure spiritual roots, even if there is no foundation, the spiritual root attributes in the body will be from the inside out. This form appeared.

Lin Xiaowu's state was caused by the eruption of the ice roots in his body. As long as she fails to build the foundation for a day, the ice cold in her body will continue to occur, and this phenomenon will gradually disappear after she successfully builds the foundation and completely masters the ice properties in her body.

(To be continued...)

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