The carriage broke a big hole, and Hao Qiang found a piece of animal skin to block it for a moment. Chu Yanqi got on the carriage and closed his eyes. He felt a little tired. For some reason, he still felt vaguely uneasy in his heart.

The wolf spirit has been subdued. With Chen Jing's timid nature, he will not betray him without any accidents, but why does he always feel uneasy?

Close your eyes and Chu Yanqi began to practice his soul.

In the golden sea of ​​consciousness, there were magnificent waves, and purple lights were constantly flashing. Chu Yanqi originally didn't know how to use these lightning, but after having the experience of Manhu last time, he seriously asked Fairy Yuying, but Fairy Yuying said that everything in the sea of ​​consciousness belonged to him, and he could naturally use these lightning.

However, the golden leaves that belonged to him theoretically were still squid. No matter how hard he tried, the golden leaves were not even birds. This made Chu Yanqi very frustrated. He felt that he had an uninvited guest from his home. He was lazy and refused to work. More importantly, it even snatched his bed.

Really, Jin Yezi relies on the center of the sea of ​​consciousness, and lives next to his soul.

The water in his head and grass grew, which made Chu Yanqi feel a little uncomfortable.

The flames of the soul became even more vigorous, and they also carried a faint golden light. Even the black jade black dragon was shining with the unique golden color of consciousness. After refining all the vitality devoured from the eight red wolf into the purest soul power, he couldn't help but breathe a lot.

Sure enough, devouring others' anger to practice is like twice the result with half the effort. I don't know how much faster it is than ordinary practice. He vaguely felt that his soul was already quite stable. If he continued to practice, it would not take long to leave the body.

In the words of Fairy Yuying, once the soul can leave the body, it means that he can control things, drive magic weapons, and even fly in the wind. Thinking about it, he was very moved, but his body is still very weak. It is no different from the body of an ordinary person. It has strong strength, but has a body that cannot be cultivated.

This is a very dangerous thing. If someone approaches and suddenly attacks, he will have no support at all.

"Maybe, I should buy some defensive magic weapons?" Chu Yanqi said in his heart.

He tried to drive the black jade black dragon. This majestic earth spirit lies lazily under the sea of ​​consciousness and is unwilling to move. He pulled out a trace of black dragon dragon energy and hit his Baihui acupoint - once, twice, three times... Every time he hits the Baihui acupoint, he feels like a needle-punching pain, but no matter what, Chu Yanqi still endured it. He must break open the seal as soon as possible, and the spiritual orifice opened can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to train his body.

After more than ten times of impact, Baihui acupoint was still as strong as a rock, but he was too painful to bear it and could only give up. How easy was it to drip water to wear away a stone?

But after Chu Yanqi walked into the carriage, Wuji sat cross-legged on the ground and began to meditate and practice.

Sang Haoran and Sang Linhui walked to him one by one.

Wuji opened his eyes and looked at the two of them, but he didn't say anything.

"Who are you?" Sang Haoran said straight to the point.

"The second young master's words are funny. A few days later, the second young master bought them in the slave market and ordered them to his master. Why did he forget so quickly?" A faint smile appeared on Wuji's lips, "I'm given the name by the master, and I'm here-Wuji!"

"Fart!" Sang Linhui said angrily, "How could you become a slave with your cultivation level?"

"Aren't I a slave?" Wuji looked up and smiled softly at Sang Linhui, "The fifth young master has a good training method, and he trained Wuji into a qualified slave."

Sang Linhui was so angry that he immediately took the crescent moon knife in his hand, pointing at Wuji's throat and said, "Get up for me."

"Yes, the fifth young master!" Wuji slowly stood up, stretched out two fingers, pushed away Sang Linhui's crescent knife, and said calmly, "A few days ago, the fifth young master taught Wuji a lesson. You should not kill each other? As the master's retainer, and as the master's slave, I should be considered a fellow master, right?"

Sang Linhui almost spit out an old blood. A few days ago, he did teach Wuji this lesson.

"I am familiar with the family rules of Cangwu City." Wuji said lightly, "The fifth young master is also very familiar with it. I don't need to remind me, right? Now that the master has not completely escaped from danger, do you have to kill your own people first?"

Sang Haoran held Sang Linhui's hand and then said, "Sir, don't joke. Wait for the young master to rest. I will let the young master untied the contract with you and let you leave."

"The second young master means that even the value of the spirit stones that I have won?" Wuji asked deliberately, "But, are you saying that once you are a slave, you will be a slave for life, so that I don't have any unreasonable thoughts?"

"What do you want to do with sir?" Sang Haoran was completely speechless. This man's cultivation must be above him. He is proficient in various secret fighting skills, ruthless methods, and extraordinary knowledge. How could such a person be a slave? Besides, he said just now--He didn't really see it in the eyes of the Zhao Dynasty.

What he meant was that he must have been from a certain family of immortal cultivation or a sect of immortal cultivation.

"Sir, I have offended many people before, so please forgive me." Sang Haoran bowed and said, "I'll forgive me for offending the place where Cangwu City offended me. Thanks to my help this time, otherwise, I think my young master will be in trouble. I'll thank you here."

"The second young master is really polite. It is my duty to protect the master." Wuji said seriously, "What I protect is not the Young Master Cangwu, but my master."

Sang Haoran was also a little lost. At this time, he really wanted to raise his hand and just slapped it. He wanted to see if he would pretend again.

"Sir, if you don't say secret words, what is your purpose?" Sang Ji couldn't see it, and walked over and said in a deep voice. He could not let such a person go with Chu Yanqi, and would follow them into Cangwu City in the future? God knows what the purpose is. He even felt a little glad that if he had not been in danger tonight, Wuji would be exposed and let him pretend to keep waiting for the city of Cangwu. If he and outsiders cooperated with Cangwu in the future, wouldn't it cause a big disaster?

"Serve the master." Wuji said, "The fifth young master once taught me a lesson. My purpose is only one, which is to serve the master."

"Wuji!" Sangji frowned slightly, and the topic could not be continued.

"Very good!" Sang Linhui was so angry that he immediately walked up to him, raised his hand and slapped him in the face, cursed, "You are our slave anyway, I have to teach you a good lesson today."

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