Not thinking about the past and not fearing the future, perhaps to put it bluntly, it is an attitude towards life.

People are always alone when walking on the road. Perhaps, sometimes they are lonely and very lonely, and many people have experienced it.

Of course, if someone walks with you, you will not be lonely, at least you will have a companion to talk, but if you want to be really not lonely in your heart, you must find a place to find an ideal to pursue.

In the past, the Magic Vine might have had its own pursuit, but it was not clear. Until a blood lotus seed awakened the memories of the previous life. The memories of the past and the memories of the present were intertwined, the Magic Vine chose the path of the past. This seemingly powerful force is actually water splashes and moons. He was shattered in his previous life and his body was not present, so let alone this life.

He understood this and understood it very well, but the obsession in his heart was hard to eliminate and he would become disregardless. Fortunately, he became firm in the end and his heart would become stronger.

"I used to worry about what I would look like after the memory of my previous life revived. At that time, was I still me? Now it seems that I am thinking too much."

When the magic vine talked about the changes in his mountain belly, he felt a surge of resentment grow from the bottom of his heart, like a fire seed, and the strange power in the lotus seed was like tinder oil, and it was just a little bit, and then the creatures had endless anger and resentment, and their cultivation also increased rapidly, which further condensed the Taoist fruit.

At this moment, I couldn't help but sigh suddenly.

Speaking of this, Demon Vine couldn't help but look at Zhu Jiuyin, thinking that he was thinking that Zhu Jiuyin did this on purpose.

Zhu Jiu was in a dark and wronged, and defended him: "I really don't know, what are your eyes?"

His tone was a little helpless, but he was filled with joy. In the scene just now, Zhu Jiuyin tried his best to protect several people, causing them to feel slightly moved. Although they were safe and sound, some of them were seen after all. Otherwise, he would not have to pay attention to when the herbivorous ant appeared and ran for his life.

The herbivorous ant was also sleeping at this time. After she swallowed a ball of dead grass, she fell into a deep sleep, just like the black yellow ant.

Do ants practice like this? This is the idea in Mu Ming's mind, but he ignores it.

"Demon vine, that seed is really strange. Your cultivation level is about to break through to the transformation of the gods, how much effort has it been saved!"

Shi Lan was also amazed that although the magic vine dissipated the Taoist fruit and his cultivation level dropped sharply, his Taoist fruit still nourished his body in a short period of time, allowing his cultivation level to directly break through to a great realm.

The demon vine smiled bitterly and said, "I have to give up and gain. I want to polish this realm well and be sure to erase the impact of my previous life."

"Then why not kill another knife!" The little monk was envious. He had been practicing for many years, but it was just a spiritual transformation realm. At this time, when he saw the demon vine so that it was like this in the blink of an eye, his heart was full of longing.

"It's not the time yet. When I fully comprehend this power, I might be able to find a better way at that time."

The magic vine's eyes were firm. Although her cultivation level improved at this time, her eyes were very calm, and she did not feel reluctant to leave when she talked about this.

Several people nodded secretly, the magic vine seemed to have changed a little, and they were really refreshing, as if they were reborn.

"By the way, the medicinal power in the lotus seed is extremely huge, far from being as simple as the surface manifestation. This lotus seed seems to be able to stimulate its own potential and pull out the qi and blood in the flesh and blood. If it is used to overcome the barrier, it is the most wonderful. Of course, it is also a life-saving pill, but if you have resentment in your heart, I'm afraid..."

When Devine Teng said this, he glanced at Mu Ming and said, "Don't worry, I'll be careful."

There is no denial or admitting, are there any resentment? Of course there is, otherwise the obsession will not be too deep.

This is a good thing, but also a bad thing.

Magic Vine said: "I am determined and can be like this in two lifetimes. You should be careful. Think about it now, maybe what you said is not bad. I am really far from Zang Moulai."

Mu Ming was stunned and explained: "It was out of helplessness that he said so. Why did you take it seriously?"

"Now this is just a lotus seed, so it can be like this. Think about how many times the medicinal power of this medicine lotus that day, Zang Mou could not lose his will. You can imagine how powerful it is."

Magic Vine spoke a little melancholy, but there seemed to be a little more relief in his words.

Mu Ming nodded, saying this was not bad, but he still said: "Zang Mou was forced into a desperate situation that day, and Zang Mou was hunted for almost his whole life, day after day, year after year, that living environment was far from what we imagined. We had to be worried and nervous every day. If we don't die, it would only create a peerless murderer."

Shi Lan agreed and said, "No wonder Zang Mou was resurrected after endless years. And I think after this rebirth, I am afraid he will break through to a new height. I don't know what his opponents will feel."

Several people showed mysterious smiles, and they were favored by Zang Mou, so they naturally would inevitably sympathize with Zang Mou and naturally did not have much favor to the so-called calculator. These calculators were extremely like rumor-mongers who made up out of nothing.

At this time, the few people walked hundreds of miles along the way, but they were extremely desolate and there was a lot of fog around them.

"No, I always feel something is wrong."

Suddenly, Zhu Jiuyin stopped and looked around. He saw pits of earth appearing in the surrounding land, and a faint white mist radiated from those pits.

Several people also realized that they might come to a strange place.

The soil pits vary in size. Some can only have one child's body width or so, while others are extremely large, as if they can hide giant beasts.

Zhu Jiuyin took a trace of the mist, and then a white light radiated from his eyebrows, which was his spiritual power.

"really."

After a moment of investigation, Zhu Jiuyin said solemnly.

Several people hurriedly asked, "Why is this? Could it be the burial place?"

Zhu Jiuyin nodded and looked around and said, "There should be some monks buried here, but they were all summoned at this time. I don't know who has this method."

Several people didn't understand why and asked, "Where are these monks from and why are they buried here?"

Zhu Jiu**: "Almost every time the extreme realm is opened, someone will die, and the dead monks will be pulled by a force and buried in some strange places, which seem to be able to nourish corpses."

The little monk was stunned and couldn't help but interrupt and said, "Is it a corpse transformation? I remember that only after transforming into a god can one preserve the body for a long time. The spiritual cultivator cannot do this. Only when the body remains undestructed for many years will there be a possibility of spiritual communication."

"Yes, you see, this is just one place, and there will be other places, but the number here is terrifying! Moreover, the residual aura of cultivation radiates is different, and there should be some corpses of monsters and ferocious beasts."

Zhu Jiuyin pointed to the pit in front of him and said, "A few people looked at it and found that there were tens of thousands."

The little monk exhaled a strong wind, and immediately blew the mist away, and said, "These are corpse qi. If you breathe too much, some changes will occur in your body and you will be poisoned by corpse."

Zhu Jiuyin said in confusion: "How do you know these?"

The little monk recited a Buddha's name and explained: "Some people in the West Mo believed that their body could form a cycle of reincarnation. After countless years, the corpse was psychic. This is reincarnation. Therefore, many people chose to preserve their body and buried it in the earth's veins.

As time goes by, the mountains will be moistened by the laws in these people's bodies and have strange phenomena. Many people will go to investigate, but in the end they will not die well. They will all become confused and the death is extremely ugly."

Zhu Jiuyin frowned and said, "The Witch Clan seems to have this statement, and many people love corpses very much. They use the characteristics of the worm to control countless corpses."

Shi Lan also said: "I have heard some of it, but Dongsheng suppresses these people. As long as they appear, they will be killed and inspected the evil cultivators."

Mu Ming didn't say anything, he was not familiar with these things.

The few people walked over without detour and saw that the pits were empty, and some of them still had residual blood in them. What was strange was that the blood stains did not dry up, but instead radiated blood light and shone extremely brightly.

"This is the corpse that has been psychic. When this corpse is alive, at least it is in the realm of the gods. Even if the soul dissipates, it can reorganize part of it, but it is not complete, and the memory is chaotic and can only be controlled."

Zhu Jiuyin looked at a huge pit and said, "The little monk released a flame and burned the blood stains, because the blood seemed to sense the approaching few people, and suddenly made a shrill sound, and flew towards them."

Mu Ming looked at Zhu Jiu**: "Lao Jiu, this should be the method of the witch clan."

Only then did the few people understand why Zhu Jiuyin is so familiar with these things.

Zhu Jiuyin did not deny it and nodded, "This is the method of the corpse tribe. If we encounter the corpse tribe, be careful. They are extremely rejecting living creatures like us."

"Why is this? Isn't their clan a living creature?" Mu Ming asked, puzzled.

However, Zhu Jiuyin nodded slowly and said, "You are right. Almost all of their tribe evolved from corpses and psychics. However, this tribe has very few people, but each of them is extremely powerful. Their corpse skills are extremely restrained against our flesh and blood bodies. By the way, if you have to encounter it, it is best to burn it with masculine power such as thunder and fire."

"Since that's the case, why not be killed by other major gentry of the Witch Clan?" Shi Lan asked. Such a race should be afraid of others.

Zhu Jiuyin said, "You don't understand that this tribe is incredible. They come from other tribes of the Witch Clan. If a strong man dies, his body will not transform into Taoism. If he deliberately creates the conditions for physical body to be spiritual, then he will be spiritual after a long time and will involuntarily come to the corpse clan.

Besides, these people are extremely powerful, even more weird than when they are alive. And they come from various tribes. Will these tribes take action? What's more, many people want their relatives or aren't it?"

When several people heard this, their hands felt incredible. Mu Ming said: "Can another way be acceptable?"

Zhu Jiuyin could only nod, and he also understood that even if the corpse stood up again, the soul and memory in it were no longer the same person as before, but his appearance had not changed.

"By the way, this tribe is also called the Tianjian clan. They are born to be rejected by the laws of heaven. Any advancement will be struck by lightning. The laws of heaven do not tolerate them, and the heavenly punishment is constantly condemned, so their number is extremely small. However, if they survive, it will definitely be terrifying."

Zhu Jiuyin added that several people heard fear from his tone that the heavenly tribulation restrained filthy things, and how could those who could stock under the heavenly tribulation be bad?

"not good!"

Suddenly, Zhu Jiuyin said loudly, and then his spiritual sense spread out and rolled up several people immediately retreated.

boom!

At this moment, the ground where Zhu Jiuyin had been staying before suddenly exploded, and a huge claw suddenly grabbed it, and the few people retreated far away, but it felt extremely terrifying to see this scene, because the paws that were protruding were full of rotten gray flesh and blood, and the juice was sometimes lowered.

"Corpse, no, half of the corpse tribe!"
Chapter completed!