Seeing Zhan Zhan coming back so soon, Mr. Jianglong was about to ask the reason, he saw that the other party sat down to practice without saying a word, and his face looked so ugly.

"What's wrong with you?" asked Mr. Jianglong.

Zhan Zhan closed his eyes and refused to answer.

Mr. Jianglong was bored and couldn't hold back his face. He whispered: "Who cares about it!"

"I'm going to enter the concentrating stage." Zhan Zhan suddenly said.

"I want to do it too." Mr. Jianlong was very disgusted with his confident tone. "If I could do something by thinking about it, the world would have been destroyed long ago."

Zhan Zhan ignored him and practiced directly.

He knew what is a lack of ability. But people are upset not because they want to be upset, but because they can't control themselves. He obviously felt that the sword energy was moving slowly in his body and his mind was completely unable to calm down.

Mr. Jianglong could see the sword energy in his body, and also discovered this. After he ran for a week, he couldn't help but say, "Do you have any worries?"

Zhan Zhan opened his eyes and said, "I want to enter the concentrating period."

"...I know! I want to!"

Zhan Zhan said: "My parents are in trouble."

Mr. Jianglong was stunned for a moment and said, "Do you still have your parents?"

Zhan Zhan gave him a blank look.

Mr. Jianglong sighed and said, "My parents don't know how many years have passed since I died. If one day I leave the soul-suming bell, maybe I only know you in this world."

Zhan Zhan said: "How many years have you been here?"

"I don't remember. There is no time in this place, but only hope and despair."

Zhan Zhan felt a little sympathetic to him. Compared to Mr. Qi and Jianlong, he was already very lucky. There were so many people waiting for him outside, and Han Ba ​​and Zhu Wan were able to chat. If he were staying here alone like Mr. Jianlong, he would have been crazy for decades and hundreds of years...

"Aren't you going to enter the concentrating stage? Why don't you practice quickly?" Mr. Jianglong urged him in turn.

Zhan Zhan looked at him in surprise.

"I am also a human being, and I have a life where my father loves my mother..." Mr. Jianlong curled his lips and said, "I want to support my son but my parents are not waiting for him... This is a sad thing in life. You can take advantage of the opportunity now, work hard, and don't leave any regrets for the future."

Zhan Zhan was moved, but he didn't expect him to say this. You should know that although their relationship is harmonious, they don't treat each other as friends in their hearts, and at most they are just objects to relieve loneliness. However, the words of Mr. Jianlong have greatly appreciated his favorability, and even thought that if they have the chance in the future, they would find a way to help him. Of course, this idea just flashed a moment, and now the most urgent thing is to enter the period of concentration.

"Actually, you have entered the concentrating stage." Mr. Jianglong said what he saw last time, "Although it's only a short while, it means you have indeed seen the way."

Zhan Zhan recalled the scene at that time, "I understand. It turns out that this is the way the concentration period is."

"What does it look like?"

"Beyond the soul-suming bell, don't confine yourself in it."

Mr. Jianglong seemed to understand but he didn't understand, but Zhan Zhan no longer explained and directly entered the state of cultivation.

Beyond the soul-summing bell is a state, but this state is not available as you pass. Zhan Zhan continued to practice, but he could never find the feeling he felt at that time. He clearly wanted to free himself from the soul-summing bell, but his consciousness was always stuck in the bell.

He was extremely impatient and his thoughts began to blur, but that state appeared inadvertently.

Zhan Zhan clearly felt that his consciousness had left the soul-summoning bell and reached the outside world. He kept in mind the advice provided by Mr. Jianlong, and in order to keep this feeling, his thoughts tried to follow the feeling.

A street slowly appeared in front of him, and he ran quickly on the street, behind him was a group of men in black running quickly with long swords...

What is this place?

Why did you see a man in black?

As soon as these two thoughts arose in Zhan Zhan's mind, his consciousness fell back to the bell of the soul-summoning bell.

The lay Buddhist Jianglong looked at him with a complicated expression, "You just..."

"Entering the concentrating period?"

"It lasts longer than last time." Mr. Jianglong overcomes his envy, jealousy and hatred, and said kindly, "If you work harder, maybe it will be enough."

Zhan Zhan told the scene he had just seen, "What does that mean?"

Mr. Jianglong had no experience either and said impatiently: "What are you concerned about now? You are half-hearted. Do you think you are marrying a wife?"

"I can't marry my wife anymore." Zhan Zhan muttered.

The lay Buddhist Jianglong could hear it clearly and his eyes couldn't help but look at the middle of his legs.

Zhan Zhan subconsciously put his legs together, "That's not what he meant... forget it." He looked at the sympathetic eyes that the layman Jianlong cast, and thought silently: If he saw Han Feixie, he might not only not sympathize, but instead he would be even more envious and jealous.

No matter what his reason is, in the eyes of Mr. Jianlong, the life pleasure of not being able to marry a wife was immediately reduced by half, and his jealousy towards Zhan Zhan was not so profound. What if he entered the concentrating period? What if he left the soul-suming bell? His life is still black and white if he couldn't marry a wife.

Zhan Zhan didn't know the other party's psychological activities and quickly re-entered the state of cultivation. This time he did not stop and continued to practice for a whole week... This cycle was endless.

Mr. Jianglong waited and waited by the side. Seeing that he had no sign of waking up, he was impatiently looking for the scattered soul to nourish him.

At this moment, Zhan Zhan's soul body changed again. As the two times seen by Master Jianlong, the entity slowly appeared. But unlike last time, his entity was very stable this time, so stable that Zhan Zhan opened his eyes and had not disappeared.

Zhan Zhan found himself in an extremely strange state - his consciousness stayed outside the soul-summoning bell, but his eyes were looking at the inside of the soul-summoning bell.

This...the concentration period?!

He finally entered the period of concentration!

This was the first time he saw himself recovering from his body after he became a ghost. His excitement could not be described in words.

But after the excitement passed, a problem lies in front of you-

What should I do next?

Zhan Zhan felt like a child who was struggling to prevent it from falling off, and was proud of his own ball, and tried every means to suppress his excitement.

When Mr. Jianglong came back, he saw Zhan Zhan sitting there, his eyes rolling and his expression was innocent.

"You succeeded?" He encountered this ending as expected, and his expression was very calm.

Zhan Zhan opened his mouth and made a voice for a long time, "I, what should I do next?"

The Dragon Jushi said: "You can enter and exit the soul-summoning bell freely during the period of concentration, so try to leave."

Zhan Zhan thought about how to leave, and his eyes burst into tears, and his body appeared on the street he had walked past.

The streets are deserted and there is not even a ghost.

Zhan Zhan turned his head and looked around. He was about to leave when he suddenly stepped on something under his feet. He lowered his head and picked it up to find that it was a soul-suming bell.

How could the soul-summoning bell land on the street?

Where is Zhu Wan?

He became worried because he suddenly knew why he had seen this street before, because Zhu Wan was running on this street at that time. Those men in black came to chase Zhu Wan!

The bell in his hand was probably accidentally dropped by Zhu Wan's escape.

After figuring this out, he immediately ran along the street. He didn't know how long his physical state could last, but he only knew that the sword energy was being consumed bit by bit, and he obviously began to lose his energy, so he had to find someone as soon as possible.

At the end of the street is the city wall, which is not high, and there are five or six soldiers patrolling the city wall.

As soon as he approached, he heard soldiers on the city wall running down from above.

Zhan Zhan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that he could no longer make the other party "shoulder be arrogant", so he could only meet him. "May I ask..." As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that all the air in the balloon was discharged and it was deflated.

When the soldier heard a "ding" sound, a bell fell to the ground, and the man who was originally standing foolishly in the middle of the road disappeared out of thin air.

It was not easy to see such a wonderful performance. The soldier was so scared that his legs were weak and he hit his companion with his elbow. "Have you seen it..."

"See, no, no, no, yes, I saw it all..." His companion was incoherent.

"Is it a ghost?"

"Ghost!"

The two screamed and ran towards the city wall.

The culprit who caused them to scream was depressed and sat cross-legged on the street. It was not that Zhan Zhan wanted to sit here, but that he fell on the street and the soul-suming bell that left him nowhere to go.
Chapter completed!