"Open!"

At this moment, Chen Zhong transformed into the Taoist rhyme of creation.

Daju, who had already made a cat snoring, suddenly woke up and stared at Chen Zhong with a bowing expression.

Its small head couldn't figure it out. The slave was obviously still the slave, but why did it look the same as the monster god in the world?

Meow!

Strange knowledge has increased!

Gradually, Daju fell into deep thought and her body emitted orange spiritual power.

With a wave of Chen Zhong's hand, endless Taoism appeared faintly. The words he said casually were all ancient secret texts. Even a normal blink fell into Daju's eyes and trembled invisible rules, quietly affecting the order of heaven and earth.

He stood there motionless, like a majestic and magnificent ancient god, and his whole body was filled with good fortune.

Of course, these visions only appear in the minds of the assisted person.

As for Chen Zhong's senses, he seemed to be shrouded in a layer of strange and mysterious clouds, which was very subtle.

After a long time.

boom--

The orange hairs from the top to the bottom of the big orange exploded, and the devouring spiritual power surged for no reason. The remaining chairs and half of the bed were shattered.

Chen Zhongjing broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, his dormitory was decorated with a barrier-type spiritual array, otherwise everyone on this floor would have to come to him.

Is it too much to advance to level 3?

Don't know how to restrain yourself?

"Meow Meow Meow!"

Daju was full of energy and felt that she could beat ten Chen Zhongshe.

The creation mode was closed, and Chen Zhong brewed another punch.

This time, the 100th general attack was used!

After all, Daju is a third-level spirit beast. What if this fat guy is not sure about it and kills himself in seconds?

Meow--

Instead of using orange breath, Daju jumped high and made a 360-degree rotation in the air, and a cat with special effects kicked out spiral.

Fists and feet facing each other.

Bang!

The big orange was knocked away, facing inside and sticking to the wall, slid down little by little, leaving its unwilling saliva on the wall.

Chen Zhong was so shocked that he looked at the few small scratches on the back of his hand.

Although it has not reached the point of bleeding, the most surface layer of cortex has been broken.

Big Orange, the future is promising!

Daju's fighting level is excellent among third-level spirit beasts, not to mention that it does not use the power of devouring. Once the strange and powerful devouring spiritual power explodes, it is no difficulty to be king and dominate among third-level spirit beasts.

"There is another living trump card!"

Chen Zhong poured a large bag of cat food for Daju.

The Spirit Beast Research Institute is really not bullying me. Daju's eyes lit up in an instant and she started eating it voraciously.

After eating, I played with catnip balls containing spirit stone ingredients, which can exercise its agility.

In the next half day, Chen Zhong tried all kinds of ways and finally let Daju learn to hide his breath.

Now, one person and one cat, one spiritual realm, one first-level, and one inconspicuous.

Moreover, Chen Zhong found that as Daju's strength improved, it seemed to be a little smarter and could roughly understand the meaning of its expression.

...

In the afternoon, Chen Zhong started his boring academic practice again.

Soaking in the spirit stone cultivation tower and library day after day makes Chen Zhong very comfortable and relaxed.

Chen Zhong is no longer practicing on the second level. He has always been hovering on the fourth and fifth levels above the Shan Sect and his status and reputation. If Yuan Wusha is not there, he will occasionally go to the sixth level with only four locations.

If Yan Chong was there, he would not go to the sixth floor and live in the same room with the enemy. It is inappropriate and too dangerous.

Chen Zhong had never seen Huo Xundao, the first in the monster list, before. Yan Sui said that the guy was roaming in several mazes all day long, running around the country, and there was no fun to go wherever he could go. He highly advocated adventure and actual combat.

In his junior year, Huo Xundao came back to take the exam at the end of the semester, and then he kept seeing the dragon and not seeing the end.

It was late at night and Chen Zhong was the last student to leave the cultivation tower.

When passing the second floor.

"Are you going to have a meal? Come and have some drinks with me." Qin Qiang was also casual and set up a small table to drink beer and fried chicken alone.

"Okay." Chen Zhong walked over and opened a can without hesitation.

"You kid, not only a demon in the spiritual formation, but also a demon in cultivation!" Qin Qiang raised his eyebrows and felt the aura of the seventh level of Chen Zhong's spiritual body realm.

"I'm lucky." Chen Zhong smiled.

Qin Qiang shook his head and did not ask, "Luck...tsk! Why is my luck so bad?"

Perhaps it was because the wine was not drunk, and everyone was drunk, Qin Qiang told the story dizzyly, and Chen Zhongxue listened attentively.

"Fefei is my junior. I had already stayed in the college to work at that time. I thought this girl with a stingy and straightforward personality was very likable, but we were a bit similar, and neither of us wanted to speak first.

Later in the maze, I led her and the students in my class to go to the maze for training... and something happened... Because of my recklessness, I forced a secret room and released monsters beyond my strength."

Qin Qiang took another big sip and said bitterly, "Feifei's good friends have all lost their lives in front of me. I tried my best but couldn't recover it. My foundation was damaged because of this, and my inner demon was built up.

I know she never blamed me, but I am a useless person now. If I were stronger back then, the ending would definitely be a different person... Now I am not worthy of her, and I will only become her burden. This should be because I did not protect those juniors... the punishment for me?"

"I'll live like this in this life."

Chen Zhong did not say a word, he could feel Qin Qiang's guilt and regret, as well as a deep sense of inferiority.

That's right. Wu Feifei is of medium talent and is about to enter the small realm of success. She has hope in this life. If she has the opportunity, it is not impossible to master realm. If she thinks boldly, it is not difficult to get to the ladder.

But Qin Qiang, his life ends at the fifth level of the Blood surging Realm. If he stays in the cultivation tower for a very long time, this realm may still decline.

The two were silent.

A few minutes later, Chen Zhong patted Qin Qiang on the shoulder and explained, "Teacher Qin, everything is fate, no one can do anything. You have done your best, no need to feel guilty anymore. They each have their own destiny and fate. Life and death cannot be dominated by one person.

The maze is a life-and-death Jedi. Harvest comes with risks. Who can predict what you will discover in the next second?

Moreover, you understand that Sister Feifei has been thinking about you, and you have the heart to let her waste her youth until she is middle-aged?

Teacher Qin, grasp the present and keep your heart in the future. Don’t wait until everything is lost again before you regret it!”

For some reason, Chen Zhong felt extremely uncomfortable when he counted his life and his previous life, and it seemed that he had never lost many unforgettable things.

This feeling is very far away, mixed with a heavy and ancient atmosphere.

It is this loneliness that is even more vast and boundless against the passive backdrop of the auxiliary device. Chen Zhong is like an immortal old man, advising the lost prodigal son.

These enlightening words sounded to Qin Qiang, the words of the way of heaven, and his body trembled from calm, and then waves rose from calm.

Every word and sentence hit him hard.

He looked at Chen Zhong with a gentle face, and his eyes were replaced by awakening.

"Chen Zhong, thank you. After hearing what you said, my inner demon... seems to be breaking."

Turning off the creation mode, Chen Zhong smiled and left gently.

Qin Qiang sat alone, savoring the profound meaning of Taoism contained in his words.

Until midnight.

Buzz —

A dull sound.

Qin Qiang broke through from the fifth level of the Blood surging Realm to the sixth level!

"Chen Zhong...Who is you?"
Chapter completed!