Xiaobao muttered: "But why can't my divine sense see your sea of knowledge?"
Zhang Xiaohan was slightly surprised, and soon shook his head with a smile: "It's about the boundary between a monk and a mortal."
Xiaobao and Firefox are both demon cultivators, and they are vague about the boundary between monks and mortals, and they only feel that this is not necessarily the case, but what is it for Their minds were all on Zhang Xiaohan, so much so that they didn't notice a strange look on Zi Bing's face, and the big eyes of the fire fox were full of tears, and they couldn't say a word when they looked at Zhang Xiaohan.
From a monk who defends the sky to an ordinary mortal, he suddenly fell from an admirable height, how can such a gap be borne by a monk, especially a great monk like Zhang Xiaohan.
"What are you crying about, I was originally a mortal, and now I am back to a mortal, there is nothing wrong with it" Zhang Xiaohan said and suddenly stopped, and doubts suddenly appeared in his eyes, mortal, if she is a mortal, shouldn't this Shouyuan also have to fall, and her appearance should also follow her to grow old, why now She lowered her eyes and saw her fair and delicate right hand, she was still clutching the mask, and her nails were still pink and pink, if she returned to mortals, this hand should not be like this.
"Congratulations to Boss Zhang."
Zi Bing's voice suddenly sounded.
Zhang Xiaohan raised her head slightly, she had to look up slightly to see his slender body, the strong muscles in his short clothes, the heroism in his eyebrows and eyes, looking at him looking down slightly, there was no contract between them, there was nothing, Zi Bing only had one thought, she could put her to death, whether it was Xiaobao or Firefox, it would not be the opponent of this ancient giant.
But Zi Bing is saying congratulations, where does the joy come from Zi Bing's expression was very serious and focused, there was no obvious joy and sorrow in his expression, the pride in his eyes was still there, looking at Zhang Xiaohan, who had become a mortal, but he was still respectful.
Zhang Xiaohan's heart moved, and an idea suddenly came out of her heart, her eyes instantly widened, and her breathing stopped.
"Fellow Daoist Zibing, you" Xiaobao hesitated, and surprise suddenly appeared on his face, "Xiaohan" Zhang Xiaohan looked at Zi Bing, then looked back at Xiaobao and the fire fox, and then fell on the Qiankun Ding on the high stone tablet, her eyes were confused.
Xiaobao suddenly flew up, stretched out his hand to take the Qiankun Ding on the stone tablet, but the air around the Qiankun Ding suddenly appeared, blocking Xiaobao's hand outside, his hand stretched hard, but could not reach into the colorless mist.
Xiaobao turned his head and looked at Zhang Xiaohan, this Qiankun Ding was practiced by Zhang Xiaohan, Xiaobao couldn't get close, Zhang Xiaohan should be able to get close.
Zhang Xiaohan hesitated, she didn't have spiritual power on her body, and she didn't know how to fly to the high stone tablet, what was once so easy was now so difficult to think about.
However, she is definitely not a mortal, her longevity and appearance prove this, Zhang Xiaohan closed her eyes, what else did Qiankun Ding have not collected in her, and there is also the flame of immortality and phoenix nirvana.
As soon as I thought of the immortal intent and the flame of the Phoenix Nirvana, it seemed that a familiar and unfamiliar power suddenly appeared from the bones, muscles, and blood of the whole body, which was different from spiritual power, nor soul power, but it seemed to be the original power of the body, but how could the body have such power This power burst up, Zhang Xiaohan couldn't control it at all and didn't know how to control it, first it was like falling into an extremely cold ice cave, even the cracks of the bones were cold, and it was frozen almost instantly, but suddenly a heat wave emerged from the bone marrow, colliding with the cold and cold.
Zhang Xiaohan closed her eyes, naturally she couldn't see that her skin was first black, then red, and then black and red, all hidden under the white skin, she only knew that after a cold and a heat, the cold and heat were all retracted into the vertebrae, intertwined and entangled.
But she knew that this cold breath was the meaning of immortality, and the extremely hot was the flame of the phoenix, and there were still things in her body that had not been absorbed by Qiankun Ding, and Qiankun Ding had only absorbed everything she existed as a monk, leaving behind things that only gods could have.
What the gods should have The cold and heat in her bones fused together, gradually oozing out of the bone marrow, eroding her whole body, her body was tempered, but under the erosion of immortality and phoenix flames, it was as indestructible as steel.
This feeling gradually eroded into her head, and suddenly, she saw her sea of knowledge, and within the sea of knowledge was a large purple ocean, and above the ocean was a high sky, hanging countless lightning bolts, reflecting the purple sea of knowledge.
She was fascinated by her knowledge.
Purple gas rushed up from the sea surface of Zhihai, fused with black gas and red mist, Zhang Xiaohan obviously closed his eyes, but he clearly saw everything outside, the concerned faces of Xiaobao and Fire Fox, Zi Bing's calm gaze, saw the Qiankun Ding on the high Qiankun stone tablet, and then saw the earth spreading from under his feet.
With a slight movement in her heart, she suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes had turned purple, reflecting a bright red in the sun, but her pupils were dark and dark, and against the background of her fair complexion, they were extremely enchanting.
Zhang Xiaohan looked directly at Qiankun Ding, his heart moved, Qiankun Ding suddenly rose from the Qiankun stone tablet, and then flew in front of Zhang Xiaohan's body, I didn't see Zhang Xiaohan exert a little aura, just an idea, Qiankun Ding fell lightly in her hands.
The pale green Qiankun Ding, with some traces of patina, fell on the white palm, small and exquisite, but no one really thought it was so small, Zhang Xiaohan looked down slightly, Qiankun Ding seemed to be only the size of a palm, and there was only a little space in it, but it was a little less than the size of a fist, but there was a storage bag quietly, a dusty storage bag.
Her heart beat violently, her fingers reached in and took out the storage bag, and her mind moved again, and she flew to her forehead, didn't get in, and hung safely above Zhihai.
Zhang Xiaohan held the storage bag in one hand and the mask as thin as a cicada's wings in the other, it was this storage bag that dragged her spirit into this world, and the only thing in the storage bag was this mask.
As soon as her mind sank, she entered the storage bag, which was still only a hundred square storage bags, and it was empty, and she had kept this storage bag only with one thought, and she hadn't filled anything in it for a long, long time.
Qiankun Ding only took away her monk's power, the monk's magic weapon, but did not take away the power and magic weapon possessed by the gods, and the storage bag and mask were not forged by the monk.
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