The Good Fortune Training System of Shrouding the Sky

Chapter 279 Habitual flattery, know the inside story

The will conveyed by the Kwai Shui Ghost King Vine made Murong Chuan's heart restless again.

This is the answer he guessed, and it is also the result he most expects.

The entire secret realm seems mysterious and has a large number of spiritual herbs and treasures, but that is relative to them.

For spirit beasts like Kuishui Ghost King Vine, it is equivalent to an eternal prison cell.

If the Kwai Shui Ghost King Vine was only cultivated at the Divine Bridge or Dao Palace, Murong Chuan would not think so.

But the Kwai Shui Ghost King Vine can devour Zhundi, such a terrifying and abnormal creature, sleeping in the secret realm without moving its nest, is enough to explain a lot of problems.

As far as the strength of Kuishui Ghost King Teng is concerned, there is nowhere in the world that can trap him, but why doesn't he leave?

They were imprisoned, imprisoned in this beautiful and weird Muxiu forest, and they could never leave.

"Great gift? No, no, no, disciples don't receive rewards for nothing, so they can't take advantage of seniors for no reason."

Murong Chuan changed roles in an instant, turning into the silly son of the landlord's family, like a simple and honest idiot.

"My waking time is limited, and it is closely related to the blood you can shed. If you don't want to die, stop talking nonsense."

Although Kuishui Ghost King Teng has no form, but I don't know how many years he has lived, so how can he fail to see through Murong Chuan's tricks.

"Hehe, tell me, tell me, I'm listening."

Murong Chuan nodded and bowed, and instantly regained his original nature. Since people don't like prudence, he showed his truest nature.

Anyway, life and death are in other people's hands, so you have to do what you want, otherwise it will be too unfair to burp.

"This is a taboo prison, where many horrible existences are imprisoned. There is no life or death here, and there is no passage of time, like forgotten fragments of time.

Every existence imprisoned here is trying to escape, but no one has been able to succeed in these years.

Now that the prison is loose, so many monks are sent in, maybe this is the opportunity to escape.

I want my soul to send a seed, and then parasitize it into your body. With the help of your sea of ​​suffering, I want to escape from this dead prison, are you willing? "

Kuishui Ghost Wang Teng explained very clearly, and expressed his ultimate goal very clearly, but he seemed to be asking Murong Chuan something, but he was actually giving an ultimatum.

He was not asking, but telling Murong Chuan that the decision he had made could not be rejected.

This is the prestige of being a superior, and it is also their natural aura.They don't need to agree, just obey.

"Hehe, it's all up to seniors to decide. It is my great honor to serve seniors. I will never expect seniors to reward me."

Murong Chuan's words were sincere, but he still beat around the bush to gain benefits.

"It's such a great service to help you escape from the cage, so please give me some consolation prizes. After all, it's also the holy beast of the Zhundi."

Murong Chuan was thinking in the bottom of his heart, and Kuishui Ghost King Teng did not disappoint him, proudly said:

"My soul is stored in the seed, and the seed is stored in the fountain of life, the way of water.

Before my will wakes up, you can store the seeds as spiritual treasures, and you can also help you fight together.

The dao patterns conceived in my body are enough to help you analyze and understand the true meaning of cultivation, which can be regarded as a reward for you.

If you can cultivate the seeds better, it is not impossible for you to leave a piece of claw and continue to be a spiritual treasure for you. "

The promise of the Kwai Shui Ghost King Vine is not unreasonable, it can even be said to be generous.

Just being a spiritual treasure is enough to speed up Murong Chuan's practice, at least speed up the practice of the Dao pattern of water.

This is like a high school student who carries a question bank with answers with him. If he doesn't know how to do it, he will go over and take a look. Then doing the questions will be more effective.

If this ancestor is well served, and after his will is awakened, there may be a small vine left behind, then he will have a third spiritual treasure.

The most important thing is that this is the body left by Emperor Zhun, which is enough to instantly kill all spirit treasures.

As long as it is carefully cultivated, it is possible to cultivate it into an extreme weapon, not to mention cultivating it into a Tongtian Lingbao.

Murong Chuanmei's snot was bubbling, and the corners of her mouth were almost drooling, revealing a face like a pig brother.

"Junior, are you willing?"

Kuishui Ghost Wang Teng reminded that the dreamy Murong Chuan immediately sobered up, and said with a silly smile: "I agree, I agree, it is my mission to serve seniors.

However, your soul is integrated into the seed, so what about this thorny forest, won't riots kill me? "

Murong Chuan looked silly and foolish, but actually his abacus was clinking.

Kuishui Guiwangteng promised very well, but after all, it was just a empty promise, and the conditions given were all ambiguous. Who knows what the result will be.

No matter what the future holds, this forest of thorns is the body of the Kwai Shui Ghost King Vine, which has power comparable to that of the Emperor Zhun, so naturally he cannot give up easily.

"Without the soul control, the thorn forest will sleep for a longer time, and will not enter the blooming season again until a new will is born.

In order to give birth to the seeds, I will spend most of my vitality, and the thorn forest will sleep for a longer time.

Maybe 1 years, maybe tens of thousands of years, or even never wake up.

However, what does it matter, as long as you can escape from this cage, it is worth paying any price. "

The Kwai Shui Ghost King Teng was dreaming about the information Murong Chuan needed.

"Who imprisoned the senior, and why did the senior fall here?"

Feeling that the time is almost up, Murong Chuan hurriedly asked the core question. As long as this question is clarified, the secrets of the entire secret realm can be understood.

"Maybe the master of will, maybe the king of time and space, or the wise man of the fairyland.

Their level is too high, and I have deduced it for tens of thousands of years and found nothing. "

The Kuishui Ghost King vines were talking in their dreams, while putting Murong Chuan down, all the vines emitted a gleaming green light, as if they were about to enter the blooming season.

All the thorn forests turned green at a speed visible to the naked eye. The dazzling new green and scarlet lines intertwined and spread among the vines, soon occupying the entire thorn forest.

Shang Yuyao, who was hiding at the edge of the thorny forest, stared at everything in front of her in a daze, as if she had fallen into the deepest illusion.

One thought of prosperity, one thought of blooming flowers, one thought of late spring, one thought of dry autumn, one thought of decay, and one thought of prosperity.

It seems that everything withers and flourishes in a moment of great will, as if everything in the world is in his one thought.

How deep the cultivation base is, how powerful the perception is, and how great the will is, in order to control prosperity and prosperity in a single thought.

Shang Yuyao was shocked by that kind of will and realm, but she couldn't understand it at all, and Murong Chuan, who was deep in the core, felt even more shocked than Shang Yuyao.

He seemed to have fallen into the reincarnation of the heavens, into the realm of prosperity and prosperity, and his consciousness and will were involuntarily attracted, completely compatible with it and dissolved.

He uncontrollably wanted to realize the power and magnificence of that consciousness, wanted to keep exploring that supreme realm, and wanted to keep it firmly in his heart.

But the gap between them is too great, his consciousness in that will, is like a flat boat in the ocean, it may capsize and disintegrate anytime and anywhere.

But Murong Chuan couldn't help himself, his mind was completely attracted.