The night was dark.The gloomy sky shrouded the mountains, and from a distance, only the undulating black shadow outline of the Dashen Mountain Range was seen, which made people breathless.On the rugged mountain road, a blurry point of light was moving slowly in the darkness.Two young men in brocade clothes walked in front of them with soul-attracting lamps.The two are about fifteen or sixteen years old, both of them are about 1.8 meters old, with well-proportioned figures and vigorous gait.They were dressed in the same standard of black moire robes, wearing hair crowns, long swords at their waists, and a wooden sign pinned to the other side, which had three small characters in regular script on one side of the wooden plaque, and the names of the two on the other.The person who walked in the front had the token written "Nine-Rank Corpse Protector Zhang Hang", and the other person had higher cheekbones, and his token read "Nine-Rank Corpse Protector Mu Bixing".Behind them, a teenager of a similar age followed.Look at the young man again, wearing a patched gray cloth shirt, compared with the two in front of him, he is much thinner and shorter.There was also a token at his waist, swaying with his heavy steps.There are only five words on it......
"Ding Xiao, the person who carries the coffin".The coffin he was carrying behind his back, much larger than the others, looked very heavy and sturdyly tied to him.The Zhenling Division is subordinate to the eight departments, and the person carrying the coffin belongs to the corpse department, but there is no grade and no rank, and there is not even the word "Zhenling Division" on the token.The boy walked with difficulty, his legs swayed slightly, sweat dripping down his emaciated cheeks and down his chin, the corners of his lips were dry and cracked, and the ropes strangled blood marks on him.Zhang hovered, took out the Bagua Astrolabe, and calibrated the stars to check it."
Hussar, there's still an hour before the hour, let's go a little longer."
Mu Bixing glanced back at Ding Xiao, saw him gasping for breath with his mouth open, sneered, and said to his senior brother, "What Senior Brother said is that this mission is far away, as long as we calculate the time and avoid the troubles, we can naturally go a little longer." ”After the two discussed, they quickened their pace.Ding Xiao was exhausted at the moment, but seeing the two of them speeding up, he still gritted his teeth and followed closely behind the two corpse guards.If he can't keep up with the team, he won't be able to do it anymore.The team passed another difficult mountain road before stopping to rest.Ding Xiao untied the rope of the coffin and carefully laid the coffin flat.When the coffin was untied, Ding Xiao suddenly felt as if his body was about to fall apart immediately.The "light feather talisman" of the coffin bearer can remove the weight of the coffin, and because of this, there is a saying that a coffin can weigh thousands of catties and can weigh eight taels.A few years ago, Ding Xiao was still young, and he needed to use two or three coffins at a time.But the light feather talisman is expensive, and now Ding Xiao is only willing to use one coffin, so he is tired after such a heavy journey.But it's not time to rest yet!
Ding Xiaoqiang propped up his tired body, took a few steps back, and stood aside.Zhang Mu and the others walked to the coffin, and the two stood on both sides of the coffin, their expressions solemn, and at the same time urging spiritual power.Suddenly, two huge phantoms appeared behind the two.The phantom behind Zhang Hang is a white silver wolf, more than two meters long, and a body of white hair moving with the wind.The silver wolf illusion was suspended in mid-air, opening its mouth wide, baring its sharp fangs, and its eyes were exceptionally bright in the night.The phantom behind Mu Bixing was a fiery red red fox, a little smaller than the silver wolf, and he also had a fierce face, staring at the coffin with fiery red eyes.Ding Xiao watched the two cast spells from the side, with both shock and envy in his eyes.The virtual image of the silver wolf and the fire fox is the spirit of Zhang Hang and Mu Bixing!
The world of spirits is full of spirits.Theoretically, everyone has a spiritual form, but it is just a matter of whether it is suitable for cultivation or not.The spirit phases of Senior Brother Mu and Senior Brother Zhang are precisely the spirit phases of third-order beasts, not only can they be cultivated, but they are also of a very high grade!
Relying on the advantages of high-level spiritual appearances, Zhang Hang and Mu Bixing had already reached the realm of two-star spirit disciples in just half a year after entering the corpse department!
And what about yourself?
Seven-year-old spirit fetus!
Others were able to conceive a spirit seed and generate a spirit form in a few months, but now, eight years later, he has never been able to give birth to a spirit form.At the beginning, the Zhenling Division spent a lot of resources on him, but it took two years, and Ding Xiao still didn't give birth to the spirit form!
After trying an unknown number of times, the envoy finally came up with a two-word conclusion.Waste phase!
The supply of a large amount of resources in the early stage, and the cultivation of a waste phase in the end, is simply a great shame for the Zhenling Division.In the end, the Zhenling Division did not dismiss Ding Xiao, after all, when the matter spread, it was the face of the Zhenling Division.The above arranged him to the corpse department and made a "coffin bearer" without grade and rank.That's six years!
…… At this time, Zhang Hang and Mu Bixing had words in their mouths."
When a man dies, the spirit does not die!
The soul is restless, the spirit is devouring, the dove occupies the magpie's nest, and borrows the corpse to cause trouble!
”"The phase is born from the heart, the spirit is gathered into the phase, the Lord has returned, and the spirit should be scattered.""
Zhen Ling Division, Zhen Wan Ling, low-level Zhen Ling Fu, Zhen!"
The silver wolf and the fire fox spat out two golden charms from their mouths and attached them to the coffin.Suddenly, the coffin was covered with a faint golden light, the golden light was peaceful, and even Ding Xiao felt calm when he saw it.After casting the spell, the two of them looked around the coffin to confirm that there was nothing unusual, and then left.Leaning against the tree, Zhang Xuan glanced at Ding Xiao not far away, and said dissatisfiedly, "Senior Brother Huxing, you and I sent the coffin this time, but we just walked with this guy, it's really unlucky!"
”Mu Bixing smiled slightly, "It's strange to say, Ding Xiao was a dead birth and had a weak physique, but he was able to keep up with you and me, without saying a word, humming, but a little hard." ”Zhang Xuan couldn't help but glance at Ding Xiao again.They deliberately sped up their speed along the way, but as a result, Ding Xiao looked staggering when he walked, but he never fell behind.After thinking about it, Zhang Xuan said disdainfully, "What is not hard, it's just the shameless Lai Zai Zhenling Division." ”After several days of hurrying, the two of them were tired after chatting a few words."
Ding Xiao, you look at the coffin, if there is a slight mistake, dispose of it according to the regulations!"
With a command, Zhang Hang and Mu Bixing leaned against the tree and closed their eyes to recuperate, and soon fell asleep.The entire Great Sinking Mountain fell silent again.Ding Xiao took a deep breath and sighed softly, this day is finally over.Although the night coffin guard was originally a team member who took turns to be on duty at night, Ding Xiao had already become accustomed to sleepless for several days in a row.Over the years, he has learned a truth.Right and wrong are meaningless to him at all, just because he is a disgrace to the Zhenling Division, and he is a dead birth!
Later, seeing that Zhang Mu and the others were asleep, Ding Xiao lightly took out a blue-white porcelain vase from his pocket.It contains "spiritual dust" that can help to conceive the spirit form.Over the years, he has some income from carrying the coffin, and in addition to treating his sister, he exchanged all his remaining savings for spiritual dust.What others don't know is that in eight years, countless failures, Ding Xiao, who even gave up on the Zhenling Division, has never stopped trying to conceive a spiritual appearance!
If others see that he is still cultivating, he will definitely be sneering, so every time Ding Xiao cultivates on his own in the middle of the night when there is no one.Ding Xiao lightly opened the seal of the porcelain bottle, placed it in front of him, and sat cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed.The place where the spirit is conceived and strengthened is located in the dantian, also known as the spirit palace.Countless times of cultivation over the years allowed Ding Xiao to clearly perceive the situation in the Spirit Palace in a very short period of time.As soon as he sensed the Spirit Palace, Ding Xiao sensed that familiar feeling at the same time!
His Spirit Palace was filled with black mist, which completely filled the Spirit Palace, and the black mist rolled, almost breaking out of the palace!
However, every time the black mist was about to break through the edge of the Spirit Palace, a golden light flashed around it, driving the black mist back.In this way, the black fog could only roll in Ding Xiaoling's Palace."
What the hell is this black fog!
Ay......
Other people's spiritual palaces are clear, but why did my spiritual palace become like this!
”Ding Xiao sighed in his heart.This kind of ghost place can give birth to spirits!
However, in addition to the pervasive black fog, there was another power in Ding Xiao's Spirit Palace!
In the black mist, an oval-shaped object the size of an egg, with a faint glow emitting from its entire body, loomed.And this is Ding Xiao's spirit fetus!
In the tumbling black mist, the spirit fetus seemed to be crushed at any time!
Sensing his spirit fetus, Ding Xiao said fiercely, "Eight years!
Even if you haven't been able to conceive a spirit for eight years, even if you're in the same desperate situation as me, ......
""You remember me!"
I, Ding Xiao, don't give up, and you can't give up either!
”After that, Ding Xiaoyun picked up the general mental method of the Zhenling Division, "Thousand Phases Heart Formula", and there were words in his mouth."
Born from the heart, gathering spirits into phases, blending with me, it is for the spiritual master......"
In the depths of the Great Sinking Mountain, a thin and weak young man, like every night in the past eight years, began to cultivate the spirit!
In the porcelain vase in front of him, dots of light emitted one after another, falling on Ding Xiao's skin and penetrating into his body.The spiritual dust accumulated by Ding Xiao this time is about 10 grams, which is the income of one or two missions of the corpse strocher, but it is the savings of his dozens of missions!
The lack of spirit dust is pitiful, and it is insignificant compared to the spirit dust used by the Zhen Spirit Division when he cultivated him......
This attempt couldn't be more ordinary.It's no different from every time I've nurtured my soul in the past!
The only difference, perhaps, is just another attempt.Eight years!
Two thousand four hundred and forty-eighth attempt!
However, even Ding Xiao didn't expect that suddenly, the spirit fetus in his spirit palace clicked......
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It's cracked!