When smelling these spiritual energy, Zhang Zichen and Ji Xiaofei did not hesitate at all, and closed their eyes and meditated and began to absorb them.

Huhuhuhuhu

The nine-colored spiritual energy flew everywhere, finally wrapping Zhang Zichen and Ji Xiaofei in the center.

About an hour later, a golden light and shadow flew over a thousand feet high in the sky.

The figure stopped above Zhang Zichen and Ji Xiaofei and did not leave for a long time.

If you look up, you will see a monk standing on a golden Zen stick under his feet, his hands folded, as if he was thinking about something.

"Hey! Is Zhang Zichen right? Did he really not kill those people?"

This monk is Wuxin.

"Maybe he is right, maybe he is wrong, but if we hadn't necessarily killed Zhang Zichen, he wouldn't have killed the Four Great Vajras and the Eighteen Bronze Men for no reason."

"After all this, am I wrong? Are we wrong?"

Wuxin was full of golden radiance. After absorbing a small amount of spiritual energy, the injuries in his body quickly recovered.

Although he has not yet fully recovered to his peak, it is no problem to fly the aircraft and massacre Zhang Zichen and Ji Xiaofei.

Wuxin was hesitating whether he should follow the orders of Monk Changkong and kill Zhang Zichen.

He was unintentionally hesitant not because he was for Zhang Zichen to let him go, but because he was for Zhang Zichen's self-repentance.

From Zhang Zichen's words, Wuxin could hear Zhang Zichen's helplessness and his regret.

Yes!

Zhang Zichen is not helpless!

As long as Zhang Zichen let go of the hatred in his heart, he might be able to convert to Buddhism.

"A long time ago, the Buddhist clan, god clan, dragon clan, demon clan and other races jointly surrounded and killed the demon clan. That war lasted for thousands of years and did not end until more than six thousand years ago. At that time, who had not been infected with the souls of hundreds of millions of creatures?"

"This is the law of the world. The strong prey on the weak may really be because we have too much control!"

Wuxin sighed, and finally put his hands together, Amitabha.

"Abbot Changkong, it seems that I will let you down."

After Wuxin closed his eyes, his mind was determined. He controlled the Zen staff and turned into a golden light. With a sound of silence, he disappeared into the vast white snow.

It seems that Wuxin is planning to let Zhang Zichen go.

But at this moment, Zhang Zichen and Ji Xiaofei, who were sitting upright on the ground, breathed a long sigh.

Looking at the clothes on the two of them, they were all wet with cold sweat, and they were also very afraid of unintentional counterattack.

After Wuxin left, Ji Xiaofei smiled bitterly and said, "Zi Chen, this bald donkey will be killed, we have nothing to do. After letting him go, he almost revenges for his grudges, which scared me to death."

"Haha!" Zhang Zichen's mouth turned pale, and he was trembling a little hard just now. To be honest, he was also very afraid of not being willing to repay the grudges and killing them, and killing them to kill people and seize treasures.

But now it seems that all the worries before were redundant, and Wuxin did not come to kill people and seize treasures.

Zhang Zichen smiled bitterly and said, "It seems that Wuxin is indeed here to kill evil spirits to eliminate demons and kill evil spirits."

Ji Xiaofei heard this and glanced at him, saying, "Then the person he wants to get rid of is you, and the person he wants to kill is you. You actually let him go. You are such a great man! You almost killed us just now!"

"I... Xiaofei, don't be angry. I just don't want to kill a good person by mistake." Zhang Zichen quickly explained, "Wuxin, he is full of righteousness and naturally formed. I predict that he will not do some despicable things, nor will he repay kindness with grudges."

"Is that so? What you said is really easy." Ji Xiaofei stretched out her right hand, pinched the wet clothes on Zhang Zichen's back, and smiled, "Since you are sure that he will not repay his kindness, why are you so scared that you sweated coldly? Look, the cold sweat on your body will not be less than mine, right?"

"This...this..." In fact, Zhang Zichen was just gambled just now. Unexpectedly, he won the bet now. He laughed and said, "Xiao Fei, don't think too much, let's continue to absorb spiritual energy and adjust our body!"

"Hmph! I'm too lazy to argue with you." Ji Xiaofei pouted angrily, then closed her eyes, took a big breath, and the surrounding Jiucai spiritual energy immediately poured into her mouth and nose.

Time flies.

In the snow-capped mountains, the cold wind is biting.

When the injuries in Zhang Zichen and Ji Xiaofei gradually healed and the essence, blood and true qi gradually recovered, it was already night.

The dark night in the Tianshan Mountains is terrifyingly dark and without any light.

Here, you can truly feel what it means to reach out and see your five fingers.

However, this little darkness is nothing to monks.

After a long period of cultivation, the monks have improved their physical skills to the greatest extent, and they are even more sensitive to vision, hearing, smell, etc.

The higher the cultivation level of a monk, the higher the skills of his body.

Therefore, even if there is no light and there is darkness around you, monks can focus their eyes and see clearly everything around them.

This little darkness is nothing to Zhang Zichen and Ji Xiaofei.

What's more, there is still a huge true source stone on the snow.

The True Source Stone emits nine-colored light, illuminating the entire snow.

This true source stone has a total of more than 2,200 kilograms. After being rapidly absorbed by Zhang Zichen and Ji Xiaofei, it only consumed 200 kilograms of stone.

The purity of the true source stone is extremely high, more than ten thousand times that of the spiritual source stone. If you want to absorb the spiritual source stone at this time, you may have to be at least more than 20,000 kilograms.

After Zhang Zichen and his two others recovered from their injuries, Zhang Zichen then collected the remaining two thousand kilograms of True Source Stone, and the surrounding snow suddenly became dark.

But Zhang Zichen and Ji Xiaofei are not afraid of the darkness, and they can still see the scene around them clearly.

"Xiao Fei, has your injuries healed?" Zhang Zichen said with concern.

"Well! It's OK." Ji Xiaofei nodded, "The injury has healed, and the essence, blood and true qi have almost recovered. Next, you only need to rest for a while to recover from your peak state."

"Since that's the case, then we will leave here as soon as possible. I am still very nervous and always feel unnatural." Zhang Zichen said with a frown.

"You are still nervous?" Ji Xiaofei asked, "Zi Chen, are you worried that the unintentional bald donkey will come back?"

"This is not. I believe Master Wuxin has left the Tianshan Mountains." Zhang Zichen pursed his lips and said, "I am just worried about another problem."

"What's the problem, tell me?"

"Xiao Fei, have you forgotten this way? The more than 5,000 monks we met two or three days ago were not killed by us, nor were they killed by Wuxin and others. So who were killed by them? Have you ever thought about it?"

When Zhang Zichen asked this, Ji Xiaofei became alert in an instant.

yes!

Zhang Zichen is right. Those more than 5,000 cultivators were not killed by Zhang Zichen and Ji Xiaofei, nor were they killed by monk Wuxin. So who did they kill?
Chapter completed!