Chapter 64 Getting in and Out Is so Comfortable

Anyone who suddenly got a small sapling in his head would probably be terrified, not to mention that Yang Zhen, who is so afraid of death, felt a little panicked at the time, so he lay down on the ground and looked at it carefully.

Well, it looks delicious!

Yang Zhen has never seen such a verdant plant, and he can see the veins and the trajectory of the soul power flowing from the leaves with his eyes wide open.

There is a mysterious feeling in the veins on the almost transparent leaves. Yang Zhen looked carefully, and breaths of heaven and earth rushed to his face, as if this small sapling was not newly grown, but existed here since ancient times.

Yang Zhen was puzzled, how could a tree grow out of his head for no reason, fortunately it didn't grow on his head, otherwise what would it look like, if he wanted to live a decent life, his head must be green?

Suddenly, Yang Zhen remembered the seed he got from the altar, and his eyes widened. Could it be that seed got into his head, took root and sprouted and turned into a small tree?

Will this... something of unknown origin be in trouble?

Just when Yang Zhen was thinking wildly, endless air waves erupted with a bang between the heaven and the earth, and there was a buzzing in his ears. Between lightning and thunder, the violent vision of heaven and earth turned up a stormy sea in Yang Zhen's spiritual sea. It's really not affected at all.

The rumbling and terrifying thunder pierced through the sky and the earth, and the savage atmosphere was separated, forming rugged mountains and swamps in the distance, and the midair became clear.

Yang Zhen still wanted to take a look at the young sapling, but suddenly his eyes went dark, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already in front of the formation.

The clothes on his body were soaked, and Yang Zhen took a deep breath. He didn't need to look to know that he was in a very bad condition, his face was pale and weak, and he was even half lying on the ground.

This feeling is like being sucked dry by countless women. I don't want to move at all, but I am very energetic. All the subtle breaths between heaven and earth are transmitted to my mind very clearly. Things that I couldn't feel before now It's all very clear.

This is the benefit of the breakthrough of the soul power?

Yang Zhen doesn't know to what extent his current soul power has broken through, but the feeling of being extremely happy is indeed good.

"Yang Zhen, are you alright?"

A worried voice came from the side, Yang Zhen turned his head to look, and said with a strange expression: "Why did you come out again?"

Lan Fangyue glared at Yang Zhen, but did not answer Yang Zhen's question: "You are too impulsive, even I dare not practice the Soul Tempering Sutra, the danger in it can be irreversible if you are not careful, but you don't care at all , aren't you afraid of death?"

"Scared!" Yang Zhen replied honestly: "Of course I'm afraid!"

Seeing Yang Zhen waking up, everyone was taken aback for a moment, and Yun Jie's teasing voice came from not far from the Tongtian Pestle: "Practicing exercises can make me look like this, little monk this time is really an eye-opener."

"Has Yang Zhen succeeded?"

"Success? Are you kidding me? Have you ever seen someone who practiced exercises to make himself look like this?"

"It doesn't seem to be. This is too scary. The trembling body is almost like a sieve, and it can sift chaff."

"Anyway, he didn't die directly. This Yang Zhen's life is really not ordinary."

...

On the cloud platform, Ku Toutuo and the middle-aged gentleman looked at each other, showing a look of disappointment, as if it was a pity that Yang Zhen didn't die, and then smiled indifferently.

Hua Youyue breathed a sigh of relief, a look of worry flashed in her eyes, then she raised her head and glanced in the direction of the Tongtian Pestle.

Yun Jie and Zeng Bishu deserved to be the strongest among the younger generation of DJI, and they were already stable within the eighth floor. Although they couldn't move freely while sitting in it, it was already shocking.

Even Liang Qiushui from Wanhua Valley stayed on the seventh floor and could no longer take an inch. She glanced at Yun Jie and Zeng Bishu unwillingly, but when she turned her head and saw Yang Zhen's weak appearance, there was something in her eyes. With a look of disdain flashing across his eyes, he scoffed and said:

"Compared to Yun Jie and Zeng Bishu, Yang Zhen and the two are as different as clouds and mud!"

The voice was very soft, but everyone around could hear it clearly, especially Shi Feixue, who was shocked and lowered her head, knowing in her heart that what the senior sister said was to her.

Liang Qiushui turned his head to look at Shi Feixue, closed his eyes with a soft snort, and resisted the oppression of the soul with all his heart.

Princess Changyang and Lu Xueqing are also on the seventh floor, in the same position as Shi Feixue, and slightly further outside than Liang Qiushui.

Hearing Liang Qiushui's words, Princess Changyang and Lu Xueqing looked at each other and frowned.

Both of them turned around and looked at Yang Zhen. They seemed to be a little puzzled. With Yang Zhen's character and strength shown before, he shouldn't be able to pass the first level. Could it be that he hadn't touched anything related to the soul before? ?

When everyone was thinking about it, Yang Zhen suddenly stood up and stretched his muscles and bones.

The surrounding monks who have been paying attention to Yang Zhen let out a low cry, but most of them are gloating.

"This time, you should know how big the gap is between yourself and a real genius, right?"

"It seems that Yang Zhen failed in cultivation. In this case, he will definitely leave here in despair, so as not to be ashamed to stay here."

"It's a pity, Yang Zhen is still very good in some aspects."

"This is the gap between the disciples of the small sect and the real geniuses. Geniuses like Yun Jie and Zeng Bishu are outstanding in every aspect, but like Yang Zhen, they are only strong in one aspect, but not worth it in other aspects." carry."

"Hey, he still doesn't give up and wants to try?"

Seeing Yang Zhen walking towards the formation step by step, everyone gasped.

Lan Fangyue pulled Yang Zhen's clothes, and said worriedly: "Yang Zhen, don't be brave."

Just as Yang Zhen was about to speak, a crisp voice came: "Yang Zhen... don't force yourself."

Hearing this, everyone gasped and looked at Hua Youyue in surprise. This crisp voice was exactly what Hua Youyue said.

Hua Youyue's level of concern for Yang Zhen really made everyone a little unbelievable.

Yang Zhen took a deep look at Hua Youyue, and when he turned around, he laughed loudly, and while everyone was stunned, he strode towards the formation.

"I'm full of shortcomings all over my body. The only advantage is self-knowledge. But in life, I will be a hero in life and a ghost in death. These bastards are so run on me. If I can still swallow this breath, wouldn't it be in vain? In this world?"

As soon as these words came out, Yang Zhen exploded with a bang, and a group of air waves and fluctuations surrounded his whole body.

"Divine soul power, how is this possible?"

"Impossible, such a terrifying soul power, he...how did he do it?"

Lan Fangyue stared blankly at Yang Zhen, her mouth opened wide and she forgot to close it. The terrifying spirit power erupting from Yang Zhen was actually stronger than Yun Jie and Zeng Bishu, no, it was much stronger.

If Yun Jie and Zeng Bishu, two geniuses who can enter the eighth floor, exude soul power like a breeze, then Yang Zhen's soul power fluctuates like a violent wind and rain.

On the cloud platform, a look of shock flashed across Hua Youyue's face, she stood up all of a sudden, and looked at Yang Zhen in disbelief.

Ku Toutuo and the middle-aged Yashi opened their mouths at the same time, their eyes were also flickering with disbelief, they wanted to speak, but they didn't say anything.

One step, two steps, Yang Zhen walked briskly, he didn't seem to be suppressed by the half-divided formation, and soon came to the fifth floor, causing everyone to exclaim.

"Oh, I came in, oops, I came out again, it's so comfortable to go in and out."

A humble voice came, and Yang Zhen touched the front and the back in front of the monk who said he would quit when he touched his clothes.

"Hey, why did you come here? Can't you walk anymore?" Yang Zhen circled the monk twice, marveling: "I need to exercise more in the future, the old king next door is training his waist, you Look at you, you're walking slower than a snail, and you've only reached the fifth floor so far, isn't it embarrassing?"

"Ouch, I touched the clothes, huh? I touched the clothes again, I touched the left side, touched the right side, are you satisfied, without me continue to touch!"

puff!

The monk's face turned red and he vomited blood.