When Zhang Ji opened his eyes, it was already dawn.

If these two people have a deep background, they are very likely to have noticed Xiazhou.

After all, if you tell the guards about this, they will pass it on to the upper part.

People in high positions may be exposed after some inquiries.

It is too late to say hello to Qi Wu now.

Zhang Ji didn't expect that the two mysterious existences in the Soul Prison would have a big background.

You must be more careful in your actions next, and immediately sent a message to Nan Yu: "If there is a response to the message reported by the squad leader, please tell me."

Nan Yu replied with a good word, and Zhang Ji sighed that the guard guard was really a miserable person.

She felt as if she had never had to sleep.

After resting this night, Zhang Ji found that his mind had reached twenty-five pieces of dust, and his physical body connected with the outside world opened up six blood mists.

Xuanshi uses his own thoughts to communicate the power of heaven and earth.

Zhenwu uses the blood mist condensed by himself to form a medium resonance with the world.

The more numerous the practitioners will be, the stronger their strength will be.

After the dual cultivation of Wu Xuan, the improvement of his entire person was very obvious.

The most direct manifestation is that you are more resistant to cold.

During the Chinese New Year, although it did not snow in Xiamen, the temperature dropped to 0 degrees. When there was no heating in the seaside city, many people could not stand this feeling of wetness and coldness.

Especially when the air is humid, clothes and quilts will be soaked in water vapor.

Cultivation is to allow oneself to adapt to a harsh environment.

Zhang Ji released the eighth-grade fire spirit, which is closest to breaking through the seventh-grade evil spirit.

It immediately attracted the blood mist from its body. It opened its bloody mouth and swallowed six blood mists. The flames burning on its body grew a little.

These evil spirits attached to humans absorb the origin of their host's life and blood to strengthen themselves.

"How many points are like a ninth-grade evil spirit like this?" Zhang Ji asked hurriedly.

"The master's blood mist is thicker than ordinary existences. It only takes five blood mist to be equivalent to a ninth-grade evil spirit!" The Fire Spirit of Tribulation replied respectfully.

Zhang Ji sighed in his heart, which means feeding the eighth-grade evil spirit in front of him requires 300 blood mist to allow the other party to break through.

It is definitely unrealistic to rely on yourself to warm up for a short period of time and let it break through.

"Xiao Ji, I made an appointment with my old classmate and let you meet her granddaughter for lunch." Grandma cooked millet porridge and added some sauerkraut, shredded kelp, and peanuts.

Only then did Zhang Ji remember that his grandmother had mentioned that she had a blind date for herself two days ago.

"Are you together?" Zhang Ji said with a sarcastic smile.

"It's certainly not. We old people won't participate in the matter of young people."

"Give you the contact information of each other, remember to give the girl a good impression." Li Xiuqin kept instructing her.

Zhang Ji poured five grams of ninth-grade crystal powder for himself, and after a few bites, he hurried out.

Today I have to visit Zhenwu Temple.

"Xiao Ji, you need snacks." Li Xiuqin was still a little worried.

"I know, grandma..." Zhang Ji was immersed in how to improve his strength. After all, his identity may be exposed at any time.

Judging from the attitude of the ruthless man, he must be in a high position, his responsibilities, and his strong attitude, it can be seen that it is not impossible to command a party on weekdays and hold heavy troops.

The fastest way to improve one's strength is to help Liu Zuozhou kill those vengeful spirits and let the six evil spirits devour them, once they break through to the seventh-grade evil spirits.

Perhaps it can make Soul Jade break through and gain more abilities.

Even if you obtain some effective information from it, it is good to have a better understanding of the overall mechanism structure of the soul prison.

Judging from Jiufeng Nanyi's statement, the three of them share the soul prison, but they have to compete for each other for their status in the soul prison. The higher the status, the stronger the prisoner, the more they can get. If they can complete the corresponding task, the greater the gains they will gain.

After the gate where Jiufeng Nanyi is located, there must be a stronger existence.

There is no doubt about this.

Zhang Ji came to Zhenwu Temple.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, many people came to Xianyue Mountain to burn incense.

The big baby attracted a lot of attention along the way, and he stopped at Zhenwu Temple.

I found that many luxury cars were parked on the flat ground on the stairs of that mountain road.

Inside Zhenwu Temple.

The little Taoist boy saw Zhang Ji and took the initiative to speak: "Little brother, come with me."

Zhang Ji could see that there was someone in front of Laojun's statue in the main hall of the Taoist temple. There should be more than Hong Yi, a practitioner in Zhenwu Temple.

When he arrived at the side hall, Hong Yi sat on a cushion: "Have you encountered a seventh-grade evil spirit?"

"Not bad." Zhang Ji was a little shocked. It seemed that he had a clear idea of ​​the methods he had left behind.

It is absolutely impossible for ordinary eight-grade evil spirits to dissipate the evil-proof runes.

"Then you continue to apply the needle!" Hong Yi felt that in a short time, the amount of Zhang Ji's mind dust increased significantly.

"Yes." Zhang Ji didn't say much.

This time, I only had six needles to consume all my twenty-five pieces of thought dust.

The one used was the golden needle prepared by Hong Yi himself, and it was found that the golden needle here was different from Lin Chengming's golden needle.

The feeling of integrating the material and the gold body into the dust of thoughts is completely different.

It seems that the golden needles prepared by Hong Yi will have better results.

Zhang Ji, who looked a little tired, asked, "I don't know why, but I always think the golden needles here in Taoist priest will be more effective."

"This set of golden needles was left by the ancestors. They can incorporate more mental power and resonate with the magic array inside the golden needle." Hong Yi said with a voice.

"As you become stronger in the future, if you want to acupuncture for others, a good golden needle can inject more of your mind and stimulate the power of the magic array inside the golden needle, bringing greater benefits to the other party."

"If you can help me break the realm, I will give you this set of golden needles passed down by the ancestor of Zhenwu."

"I'll try my best." Zhang Ji smiled and took five grams of ninth grade crystal powder to restore his own consumption.

Now Hong Yi should be in the Stone Realm Xuanshi. The next big realm must be the Mountain Realm. He is just a little Xuanshi. Even if he has inherited the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Sect, he will help him break through the realm. I don’t know what year or month it will take.

After 30 minutes.

He then pulled out the golden needle. Hong Yi could clearly feel that after Zhang Jiduo had three needles, the effect increased exponentially compared to that day, but for him, it was far from enough.

However, he knew that Zhang Ji was a potential stock. As long as he grew up, he would be able to exert the power of the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate.

It still needs to be polished carefully now.

"What kind of existence did you encounter?" Hong Yi took the peach wood sword from his hand and asked slowly.

"Li Jin Ling, seventh grade." Zhang Ji said truthfully.

"It seems you really want to kill him right away?" Hong Yi asked with a smile.

"It's true." Zhang Ji felt that the matter in Xiazhou would not be hidden sooner or later.

I don’t know how large this large curse formation covers. If it is available in various cities in Xiazhou, it will be safer.

If it were just Xiacheng, if the two people with great background in the Soul Prison came here and asked a few questions, they would be exposed.

Killing those resentful spirits for Liu Zuozhou was the first step for the two to start a sincere cooperation.

Secondly, it is also to improve the evil spirit power you control, to see if it can enhance the power of the soul jade and give you a clearer understanding of the soul prison mechanism.

"Does Lin Chengming know about you applying needles for me?" Hong Yi paused and asked.

"I know, he said that you are his junior brother in terms of seniority, and he also said that he was too pragmatic and did not pay attention to the method of warding off evil spirits. Now he regrets it."

"The teacher asked me to do my best to apply needles to you, and they are all my own people." Zhang Ji responded truthfully.

"Since that's the case, what do you want to call me?" Hong Yi turned around and looked at him.

Zhang Ji was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Uncle Master?"

"Be good, good nephew, since your uncle has called me, I will draw a pair of sword intents for you." A gentle smile appeared on Hong Yi's face for the first time.

He focused on it and cut his index finger with the tip of the wooden sword.

Use your blood to draw a vertical stroke on both ends of the sword body.

It seemed casual, and the moment he used his essence and blood to draw a stroke from the sword body, Zhang Ji could see a golden light surging, which was integrated with his blood.

There is a stroke on each side of the sword body. Although there are no complicated runes, it has a sharp rhythm.

"Go." Hong Yi threw the peach wood sword to Zhang Ji.

"Thank you, Master," Zhang Ji was ecstatic. With his own strength, he would be unable to complete it for a while.

With Hong Yi helping him, he can't wait to see the power of this pair of sword intents.
To be continued...