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Five hundred and seventy-two, what is disturbing my mood

It is probably several miles away from Zhu Lingwu entering this space to the hilly village in front of him.

Zhu Lingwu felt that there seemed to be a lot of space behind him, which means that the location he entered was not the edge of this space.

In this way, the space inside the Demon Prisoning Tower is also extremely huge, and it is not much smaller than the spirit field of Beast Heart Yu before.

But for some reason, Zhu Lingwu felt a special feeling when he saw the black stone house halfway up the hill.

Perhaps it was different from the abrupt feeling of other bamboo houses in that village, or the special reminder given to him by this space of the Demon Prisoner Tower, Zhu Lingwu felt that this black stone house was the core of the Demon Prisoner Tower.

And that true Wu Hua must be in this black stone house!

As expected, the colorful light transformed by the figure of the old man who led Zhu Lingwu over flew directly into the black stone house. It seemed that the old man Zhu Lingwu had just seen, who was like the village chief of the secular countryside, was Zhu Lingwu's future master Wu Hua Zhenren.

Thinking of the appearance of Wu Hua Zhenren, Zhu Lingwu really felt that he was not good at being handsome.

With a spiritual environment like the Prisoner Tower, the cultivation level of this Wu Hua Zhenren should have at least reached the peak of the Golden Pill, right?

According to the previous words of the mountain-guarding spirit beast Laojia Mountain, coupled with Zhu Lingwu's own speculation, this Wu Hua Zhenren has been in the Demon Prisoner Tower for at least seven or eight hundred years.

The life span of a Jindan Zhenren is at most about a thousand years, and this Wu Hua Zhenren is willing to stay in the Demon Prisoner Tower for so long as he stays in the Demon Prisoner Tower and be responsible for guarding it. It must also be of importance to the spiritual environment in the Demon Prisoner Tower.

He practiced the Five Qi Reincarnation of Yuanxin Art. In this case, will this Wu Hua Zhenren break through to the Nascent Soul Stage at any time?

But then again, should I live here for thousands of years?

If Wu Hua Zhenren really breaks through to the Nascent Soul stage, will I let me take over his position and be responsible for guarding the Prisoner Tower here?

This, well, oh, can I calm down and live for so long?

But it doesn't matter. Anyway, I have the Nether Ancient Forest, the Nether Fire Forest, Zhang Huayao and others outside. If I am bored, I can see the world through their eyes. At least I will be absolutely safe to stay in this Demon Prisoner Tower.

At this moment, Zhu Lingwu couldn't help but feel a little worried about gains and losses. Fortunately, although he is in the special space of the Demon Prison Tower, Zhu Lingwu can still faintly sense the soul fluctuations of the Ming Gu Forest, Ming Fire Forest, Zhang Huayao and other sub-soul clones.

So his connection with the outside world was not completely cut off. In this way, Zhu Lingwu could really know what was happening outside at any time.

Perhaps this is also the most important lifestyle for a lich. It hides the life box where the main soul is located in a safe place and lets all the sub-soul clones wander outside, so that they can survive forever.

Although Zhu Lingwu now uses living bodies as the life box of the main soul, Zhu Lingwu can also read all the soul memories of the sub-soul clones of Minggulin and others outside through the connection between the main soul and the sub-soul soul.

But Zhu Lingwu is a living person after all. He will inevitably feel bored if he keeps in the Demon Prisoner forever.

Although Zhu Lingwu intends to cultivate immortality, he is also seeking immortality and freedom. He is not practicing immortality for the sake of cultivating immortality.

Otherwise, Zhu Lingwu would not still think about drinking and eating meat. If he completely lost his enjoyment in order to cultivate immortality, Zhu Lingwu would rather be a free lich.

Although gods and immortals are good, they are not as romantic as human beings, and they are free and happy!

"No, why did I suddenly think about it again? What is disturbing my mood!"

Suddenly, Zhu Lingwu was instinctively alert and thought to himself that something was wrong. The change in his mood just now made his mood fluctuate a little. This should not happen to a monk.

Perhaps these thoughts were also Zhu Lingwu's original intention, but now that Zhu Lingwu has been refining his energy for more than ten years, how could he be so worried about gains and losses for no reason?

Prison Tower!

Could it be that the things made by the demon cultivators in this Demon Prisoner Tower are affecting me?

Zhu Lingwu couldn't help but be alert to the space of the Demon Prisoner Tower, which seemed like a paradise. After all, there should be many demon cultivators imprisoning here. Perhaps some powerful demon cultivators left some obsessions and other things, which were hidden in the space of the Demon Prisoner Tower, affecting the mood of the entrants.

Just as Zhu Lingwu was secretly alert and calmed down, Zhu Lingwu also flew to the village.

Perhaps because of the fact that some people found their heads in the huts in the village were poking their heads out. These people were both men and women, but they were all wearing ordinary cloth and miscellaneous clothes, and they looked like ordinary mortals.

However, these villagers looked like they were already in their seventies and eighties. The men and women had almost all gray hair and wrinkles on their faces.

But these people are definitely not real mortals. Zhu Lingwu could feel some strange spiritual fluctuations in many of them without having to let out his soul thoughts to investigate.

Some people carry a special dark spiritual light on their bodies, some people are permeated with blood, while others are slightly scattered with black air. These special spiritual power fluctuations are also used by them to resist the invasion of the rich pure yang spiritual power around them.

They should be the demon cultivators who were locked up here, and the rich pure yang spiritual power in the Demon Prisoner Tower is a tonic for Zhu Lingwu, but a poison for them, unless they are willing to disperse their magic skills and turn to the cultivation of immortal Taoism.

But for these demon cultivators, it is even more difficult than letting them die. After all, they can only gain the current cultivation level with the magic cultivator's skills. Not everyone can bear it if they have to turn around and start over.

The day when some people disperse their magic skills, perhaps it is the time for them to die, so they can only hold on and have to use the special magic spirit power they have cultivated to isolate the rich pure yang spiritual power around them from their bodies.

But this kind of magic skill that is released is enough to reveal their true identity, allowing people to know their identity as a demon cultivator at a glance.

"Hey, boy, are you the newly accepted disciple of the little Wu Hua?"

"Hey, come here and show my mother-in-law. Oh, how long hasn't you seen a newcomer come in? Old ghost, do you feel excited?"

"Hmph, it's just the Qi Refining Period. Who is this kid? How could he know that there is this place!"
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