Soap Journey to Immortality

This is a journey of cultivating immortality with a funny style, dense imagination and a little bit of horror~ The author tried to deceive the protagonist and readers with "Golden Finger Upgrade Farming Style" at the beginning, but little did he know that after Chapter 64, the true character was revealed and the style of painting suddenly changed! From then on, I embarked on a road of self-excitement and got out of control! Dear, if you want to try works that are different from most of Qidian's books in the style of [anti-routine] [imagination-opening] [weird and inconsistent] [gag] [complaining] [private goods] [nonsensical and funny], I highly recommend this book! If you like commenting and complaining... My dear! I'll wait for you! ——The author likes to complain about the protagonist and plot of this article more than readers! Come here to complain, we are guaranteed to give you the pleasure of cross talk! The author of this article is a stay-at-home girl, so there is no stallion or harem in this book. Girls who like slightly heavy flavors can also eat it with confidence! Breaking News: Qinzhi Huaqing Immortal's Authentic Artwork (Recommend friends from Xinxiang Dao to print it and hang it in the main hall. Qinzhi Huaqing Immortal may come to the place where the will power is most abundant, and he will be blessed with immortality!)

There is a kind of spirit in the West Sea called Zuozhe. Its name comes from the fact that it often sits on the rocks on the bottom of the sea and folds seaweed. It is roughly the same as knotting ropes to record things. Afraid of whales, they often have to dive at the bottom of the sea and spit out bubbles. One day, I had a sudden idea while I was sitting down. I didn't spit out any bubbles. Soon, due to the accumulation of air in my body, I floated to the surface and was seen by the Arrow Shrimp. I was soon stabbed to death by an arrow shot by the Arrow Shrimp. Before he died, he shouted: Absolutely no goo!

Our author, we are so weak that even a sneezing blow will knock her down! It was really painful to watch her write a book. Sometimes she had a stomachache and had to add supplementary food while typing, sometimes her chrysanthemums were broken and she had to lie down while typing, now she had cervical spondylosis and had to lie down while typing, now she had lumbar prolapse and had to lie down while typing, and now she had floaters and had to speak with her eyes closed. Recently, she had severe anemia, low immunity, and serious allergies. She got pimples inexplicably while writing, so I bought a bunch of anti-itch toilet water to support it. The material used in her glass heart is as thin as a cicada's wings. It breaks into pieces when touched, and her mood breaks down under the slightest pressure! She was extremely anxious and agitated when she was conceived. The sounds of voices, footsteps, toys clattering, birds chirping outside the window, grandma's accordion, toilet leaks, cars on the road, even the sound of cats talking in their sleep would affect her! She even wants to move out! This style seems to be the style of three platinums combined, right? In fact, I haven't made a penny yet! ——That is, I have not received any royalties yet. (Not issued if the amount is less than 200 yuan.) The author has asked the editor to help lock the book "Jin Yong's Heroes: Bai Fan", because the book started with a bang and ended with a finish. As a person with a passionate temperament, her interest comes and goes quickly. What keeps her from writing this book until now, with no eunuchs or unfinished work, and even though she was 404 for seven months in the middle, she still hasn't given up? Maybe it's obsession. It means that you must tell a story seriously and show the author's unique (absolutely non-existent) logical style, unbridled (crazy) imagination, and humorous (sinister and vicious) language. According to the author, she sometimes thinks of a house with a wall full of paintings, and the artist who painted the painting has contracted leprosy, is blind, has no fingers, and is still painting... ("The Moon and Sixpence") In the hierarchy of needs theory, this is the highest level - the need for self-actualization. That is, leaving some traces in this world.

The author's writing style is excellent, especially the details, and it stands up to scrutiny. The characters are very three-dimensional and the transitions are natural. Whether you like to browse quickly or chew slowly, this article is very comfortable to read and feels very smooth. It feels a bit like a farming article, and it reminds me of Li Ziqi. She gets up early, goes to the mountains and fields to pick vegetables and fruits, and comes back to enjoy the process of cooking and labor step by step. Please keep working hard and keep writing!

Finally 300,000 words! It's not easy!

The lingering wind, the sea in July. I am a camel, a beautiful, unique and well-informed camel. At the moment, I'm at the beach. Our camel tribe has passed down from generation to generation that there is an endless source of water between heaven and earth, which is the source of all water between heaven and earth. There, you never have to worry about the water source drying up. That place is called the sea. That is the paradise left by God in the world, a place without worries - When he said these words, the old camel was sucking the juice of the cactus, and a few thorns grazed its lips, creating sparks. "There is no worry-free place in the world, there is no omnipotent God, this is unscientific!" The camel next to it was full of contempt for it, "The old man is too ignorant"! Now, I think I should laugh at those camels - it turns out that there really is such a place in the world, there really is, heaven! "The water here is salty" the spa suddenly said. "It is indeed heaven! This way you don't have to worry about dehydration!" I felt excited. "No monster here will be afraid of your saliva" "Heaven doesn't need my saliva" I tried to calm down the tension in the spa cabin. "Look! That fish as huge as a dream must have come to take us to heaven!" "Run!!! That's Kun!!!" The spa cabin was shocked! ...... ...... I am Luo Tianyi, Luo is the camel's Luo, Tian is the angel's heaven, Yi is still Yi. At this moment, the spa cabin is pulling me to escape!

In the deep sea, where the pressure is extremely high, there is a giant fish-bone eel. They are dozens of meters long, flat and wide, as thin as a blade, completely transparent, with white fluorescent spines and two rows of symmetrical thin "ribs" visible. The head is like a triangular pyramid, with eyes occupying one-half and the mouth occupying one-third. It has fine teeth in its mouth. It likes to eat all other monsters and cannibalize its own kind. The natal spells are water and electricity. There is a poem that says: Soft as vinyl, Transparent as glass. Everything is edible, There is no trace in the water.

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Yun Sheep (Haha, just joining in the fun, I saw that post a few days ago and skipped it, I was blind...) A large area of ​​Yun Sheep, the same white, the same fat, and the endless grassland at the foot of the iceberg. "Aqiang, why is your hair so fluttery?" A few sheep came over, these guys always like to stick together. "I won't tell" "Hahaha, I won't tell others" "Have you ever heard of the whitest sheep in the world?" "I know, the allusion about the toad wanting to eat swan meat! She fled to the sky, and the wolves often looked at her and drooled. When there are no clouds at night, it is dazzlingly white." Aqiang thought to himself, this allusion probably started with you. "Then have you ever had sex with her?" 👀 ... At night, in January, a group of sheep were watching the moon on the top of the slope, huddled together. The cool breeze is blowing, the glaciers in the north are melting, winter is turning into spring, and the fresh air at 21℃ seems just right. Two sheep are walking in the distance, and their world seems to be the end of the world. "I hate it, Aqiang, why do you always like to rub against me secretly" "Azhen, don't you think this grassland is very cold?" - The philosophy of picking up girls is nothing more than this. ...... "Let's play the game of wolf catching lamb!!!" Aqiang rushed towards Azhen, like two balls hitting each other, his heart was pounding. "Aqiang~ah haha, baa, baa... Aqiang, no, please help me finish counting the wool first." "Huh?" There was a moment of surprise, and then Aqiang floated up. "Aqiang! Aqiang..." Azhen's voice became smaller and fainter. "Ah~ah, It's going to heaven! It's going to heaven! No! Give me time to sing a song..." ... "Aqiang! Aqiang!" The voices came one after another. Aqiang opened his eyes, rolled to the front, and looked at the brothers...

Monster in the sea, A comet full of water hit the earth, and the rainwater overflowed the mulberry fields to form a sea, and the aftermath of the shock transformed into it. It has no name, and is what most people refer to as "it." Selfless and formless, its essence is a wave of waves in the sea, without a body and regardless of shape, or the sea is its body and the sea is its shape. There is no death or life, it is not a living thing, it will not end, it is silent as before, a drop of water will not increase, a drop of water will not decrease. The tide rises and falls at will, and sometimes it seems as if thousands of feet of sea water have condensed into one piece, and the breeze creates slight ripples. Sometimes the breath he exhales responds to it, and in a blink of an eye, he realizes that the world is on the verge of destruction. The sea is its eyes, the waves are its teeth, and the storm it hums and the tsunami it chants. The sea is vast There is an emperor who hates it, and the Shuangxiu sorcerer gives in to him, causing eight hundred warriors to be wiped out by a wave, leaving no bones left. Some tribes worship it, express their thoughts in twists and turns, and long for the truth that dominates the world. The great elder stipulates that when going to the toilet, all buttocks should face the west, facing the sea. There was a sailor who had been working in a damp cabin all year round. He had to urinate frequently and urgently, and could not be persuaded. He stood on the railing, took off his pants and yelled. Others turned their heads and glanced over. The sound did not stop, and the person disappeared. There were only a few urine stains left on the railing. There are also legends about a deep-sea demon with tentacles, a demon beast in the sunset land, a clone of anger and destruction when a storm comes - it is angry at a piece of wood floating in front of you, and its huge tentacles stretch out to tear the sky apart. Mortal eyes grow on mortal bodies, but the only thing that can be certain is its existence - its existence is a curse, being seen by the sea, swallowed by the sea, approaching it, and being enslaved by it. People who are close to the sea will always have such a scene in their dreams. The dream is still a dream, but there seems to be a giant beast lingering on the edge of the dream. Dreams gather around it like bubbles, and are rippled and shattered like bubbles. People wake up from broken dreams, accompanied by a huge emptiness. (Zidu cannot be cured, and even if he is cured, he is still a fool.) There is no death, leaving torture day after day. Some people say privately: These people have become slaves of the devil. There used to be a name, but what people who actually make a living at sea like to do most is to squat down with their heads in their hands and shout: There is it! There it is! About it, there is such a story circulating: Once it wanted to crush a sea ship, and the word "Jenny" was painted on the ship. It was inexplicably stimulated, which caused it to be extremely disgusted and screamed hoarsely. Suddenly a storm came, as if the world collapsed and a dark curtain fell. The strong wind tore at the sea surface, weeping and complaining, the sea water trembled, the waves rolled, the sky fell to the ground, the earth covered the sky, and the cold white foam rolled down on the boat, making people suffocating. Teach madmen to become crazier and fools to become stupider. And, he still refused to touch her, dodged from a distance, and watched her leave helplessly. In the blink of an eye, the wind and waves were calm, a few white clouds hung, the sun rose in the east, and the world was reborn, giving people a big dream. Haha, forget about meeting elementary school students who like to play with mobile phones. But there is no good luck in its small world.

It has many names, including cuttlefish, flower branch and cuttlefish. It hates the name Squid, and Huazhi has a somewhat frivolous meaning. Cuttlefish is actually a poet in the sea. He once wrote the famous line "The sea is all water, and the tentacles are all mouths!" As soon as the poem was written, it disappeared into the sea water... So many people didn't know about it. They just thought it was because it drank the ink secretly, so they called him a squid!

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"Today it's my turn to feed the goddess Ailian! You already went there yesterday!" A small-eyed shrimp shouted angrily. "The goddess prefers the black mud that I have processed! She said it is the most nutritious and delicious!" A big-bellied shrimp refused to budge. "Okay, okay, stop arguing! Look at her latest news!" A short-bearded knotted shrimp suddenly shouted next to her. 🦐🦐🦐 ——In Ailian's new selfie, all the shrimps around are marked...

Xionggui muscle mushrooms should be cut into pieces and grilled like chicken breasts to retain the delicious juice inside. Steamed pure white mushrooms, original flavor Golden mushrooms need to be sliced ​​and fried Peel and fry the blue mushrooms Heat and melt the fluorescent mushrooms and set aside Preheat the cake base at 280 degrees for three minutes, pour the fluorescent mushroom sauce, and then sprinkle the first four kinds evenly on the surface of the cake base, Bake at 350 degrees for ten minutes. Sprinkle the green powder of moldy mushrooms and insert the Elizabethan ring of royal mushroom Done!

What's a party without drinks? Here are drinks such as the sweet crop of the sugar quail, the sour juice of the feral meerkat, the leaping fish soup, and the spiritual wine Bizhuzu.

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The generous and knowledgeable Mr. Zheng Jingyang elegantly picked up a newspaper📰: Hmm~ The ink is fragrant and the flavor is rich! A piece of A4 paper 📄: emmm, good gloss and long-lasting sweetness! Toilet paper🧻: dense, soft and tastes great! Kraft paper🗂: full of flavor and endless aftertaste! Parchment: ...? ? ?

What exactly is a vacancy? Zhang Ning walked in a large virgin forest and began to think about some doubts in his heart. How did the vacancy come about? Hua Qing Xian Bao came. Aqiang said that fairy treasures seemed to be common things, so how many vacancies would there be? ——As long as there are strange monsters. The first time Zhang Ning heard from the Great Immortal Xudong that there were tens of thousands of strange demons like him, he found it unbelievable - rushing to reincarnate? So much. But in this way, thinking that I am not special and not the only one, I breathe a sigh of relief and am an ordinary person again. One thing to be happy about is that after a vacancy appeared, spiritual energy kept coming, adsorbing on his body, constantly colliding and rubbing his body. He tried to squeeze in from around the vacancy, but couldn't - in short, there was spiritual energy to use again. Use soap to turn a branch into a stick and help him on his way. Holding the wooden stick, I felt the leaves falling, and the surrounding branches swaying above my head. When I raised my head, a still world was reflected in my eyes, as if Zhang Ning's eyes were fixed on the outside world. Stand firmly on the ground, collect the surrounding land, leaves, and breeze and put it on your heart, breathe together, and your heart beats together. The pain and anxiety of the past seem to have disappeared. Walking through the forest, avoiding tracking and gathering strength, Zhang Ning walked up to Jun Yan inexplicably. Jun Yan has been silent for more than a year. It seems that this will be Jun Yan's last pursuit, just in time to end it all. Jun Yan sat on the branch of a big tree, lifted his hood, and his dark fiery red hair was neatly draped behind him. Giant trees dozens of feet high, with lush branches and leaves. The cold wind blew in the forest, and the trees came and went as if they were breathing. Crack, a burst of thunder resounded through the sky. From a distance, Jun Yan stretched out his hand and pinched it with two fingers. Zhang Ning seemed to be stuck between two stones, unable to move. Then he was slapped to the ground by Jun Yan. His body felt like it was about to be crushed. However, Zhang Ning's body was tempered by the spiritual energy attracted by the vacancy, and the pain of being strong was nothing. Zhang Ning jumped far away, and a big hole was knocked out of the spot. A magic weapon was thrown, turned into a burst of fire, and exploded a few feet in front of Jun Yan. But Zhang Ning finally saw something like a wall in front of Jun Yan. Following the fine lines left by the explosion of the magic weapon, Zhang Ning stepped forward and turned into a thin line passing through the invisible wall. Punching at Jun Yan, Jun Yan's hand was imprinted on Zhang Ning's chest earlier. It was as if Zhang Ning opened his heart and let Jun Yan put his palm up. The fingers are warm and soft. It's a pity that after a hundred years of contact, Zhang Ning's enemies will only be enemies. Zhang Ning glared at Jun Yan. Jun Yan pushed forward with his palm, as if squeezing a huge piece of jelly. Zhang Ning was wrapped in the jelly and groaned from his bones. He was knocked away by Jun Yan's palm, fell to the ground and vomited a large mouthful of blood. Hiding behind a big tree, the trunk was broken by Jun Yan, revealing Zhang Ning who was hiding. Zhang Ning held the broken tree and patted Jun Yan. Jun Yan raised his hand and brushed it away. The tree trunk shattered in the air, and the debris and leaves flew in the howling wind. Zhang Ning turned into an afterimage among the debris in the sky and attacked again. Jun Yan waved his hand hard and swatted it forward - smashing a huge soap bubble. Zhang Ning walked around behind Jun Yan and pulled out the wooden staff and slashed across the waist with all his strength. Jun Yan's second attack fell on Zhang Ning at the same time. Zhang Ning gritted his teeth and tried hard to prevent the breath from leaking out. He opened his eyes angrily and whipped the wooden staff towards Jun Yan. Zhang Ning fell to the ground, the wooden stick in his hand had been smashed, and Jun Yan also fell far away. Peng, a burst of thunder came, which made people's heads crack. Jun Yan covered the wound on his waist and walked over, bleeding all the way, and looked at Zhang Ning. Zhang Ning looked at her and couldn't get up for a while. A few dozen centimeters away from Zhang Ning's head, Jun Yan raised his right hand and condensed the flame into a ball of light, and said the only thing he said: Damn the moth. A huge explosion sounded from deep in the forest, followed by blazing flames, and a magical mist enveloped the area within a hundred miles. A hundred miles away, Zhang Ning was fortunate not to be killed directly. The explosion pushed him far away, and his head was smashed by a stone. Under the influence of the stone, the blood in his head circulated, and he regained some consciousness, and he could barely hold on to the stone. Zhang Ning dragged himself to walk. Ah, now that she has woken up from her previous thoughts, Jun Yan is also crazy, and she doesn't know where this kind of explosion will blow her. Not wanting to fight with Jun Yan anymore, Zhang Ning wanted to escape. It would be great if there was a stream where he could escape. While walking, it started to rain lightly. I pushed aside the leaves and saw a dark and pale scene. There was a river across the road. The water was calm and deep, and the other bank was not visible on the river. When I took a step forward, the cold wind carrying the drizzle blew through my body. Zhang Ning fell down by the river and could no longer hold himself up. In that explosion, the spiritual energy brought by the void saved him. Now that the void is damaged, there is no longer the conspicuous boundary that isolates the spiritual energy in the body. The spiritual energy begins to dissipate, and every time he loses a bit of spiritual energy, he becomes more tired. The empty spiritual energy cannot be accumulated without limit. Sooner or later, an accident will occur. The accumulated spiritual energy in the body will suffocate the chest and torture the muscles and blood day and night. It was time to be relieved, but I didn't expect it to be this time. The weather was cold and it was raining lightly. What is left is a headache, severe pain, and all kinds of thoughts can't stop coming. Worms, war between immortals and demons, vacancies, strange demons hiding vacancies in their bodies, stuck the Qiankun Snail in that crack, I hope the cracks don't spread, what does Qin Zhihua Qing Daxian want me to do? And what color is Shen Yimo's underwear, I forgot... It's so sad, why is it sad? Fortunately, it's not important anymore, forget about it, let's go It rained heavily, and the rainwater covered his body and carried it into the river. The water flow turned around and Zhang Ning was no longer visible.

Zhang Ning wiped his face. In the past six months, his mustache had grown very fast. The most important thing is that he suddenly lost contact with Huaqing Daxian, and the operation guide was not updated, which directly caused many game foods to not be as fragrant as before. Jun Yan broke his face and explained that the war between immortals and demons should also begin. There was no instruction from above, so Zhang Ning should hide quietly and deal a fatal blow to the enemy at a critical moment. It's all because Jun Yan is too cunning, and he keeps chasing and killing him. If he is not from my immortal clan, his heart must be different, and Zhang Ning has also forgotten that he is a strange monster. He could only take one step at a time and imagine what the immortal would ask him to do. I really want to return to the world of cultivation, go home and go to class, and stay as far away from these demons as possible. Zhang Ning took a deep breath and stopped, Jun Yan blocked the front. The sleeves of her robe were tied up, and her hands were exposed from wrist to wrist. Her cold and penetrating eyes were fixed on Zhang Ning. Raising his hand, a ray of fire shot out. Zhang Ning dodged to the side. The fire ray changed accordingly and quickly surrounded Zhang Ning. It circled several times and formed a wall of fire, surrounding him. Zhang Ning threw a magic weapon at the wall of fire and followed. The magic weapon hit the wall of fire and almost exploded in front of Zhang Ning's eyes. At the same time, Zhang Ning flew out from the gap in front of him. Behind Zhang Ning, the flames immediately gathered and exploded. Thick flames rushed out in all directions like a flood, and the ground underneath was washed clean. Zhang Ning was ignited by the aftermath of the incoming fire wave, and his whole body was covered in flames. Before he could put out the fire, Zhang Ning threw out his red high heels. A thin line stretched out, but before it touched Jun Yan, it was ignited a few feet in front of her. The high heels fell to the ground and burned to ashes... It was over. Jun Yan was stronger than before. Before Zhang Ning realized that he was quietly losing consciousness at this critical moment, a burst of singing came to his ears. The wind brought Jun Yan's gentle voice, and a wave of waves, centered on Jun Yan, came at the same time as the voice. The sound touched Zhang Ning's ear, and his right ear was torn and he lost consciousness. His cheek was burned, and then the breeze blew by, and Zhang Ning's clothes were completely burned. He couldn't see anything, so he raised his spiritual energy and blocked it with his right hand. Most of his body became hot, and blood gradually seeped out and covered his entire arm, which was covered with dense cracks. The aftermath of Jun Yan's attack drifted across the mountains, as if it was really just a breeze, passing through the leaves without stopping, leaving everything around intact. Zhang Ning felt cold and wanted to wonder if this was just his illusion. Never sit still and wait for death, Zhang Ning took out the cyan light. It was cool in the mouth, swallowed it directly, and entered the blue and white porcelain bottle inside his body. The calm spiritual liquid in the bottle exploded, and dense bubbles emerged and turned into white foam. The bottle shattered, and the spiritual energy bubble wrapped in fragments invaded the whole body. A stream of blood-stained foam poured out from the throat, and Zhang Ning quickly swallowed it. The person is still there, but the Bottle Fairy Treasure is gone. Zhang Ning feels empty in his heart, and a hole is blown out of his body. But the strange thing is that it doesn't seem to be his own. He can feel that his body is still intact. After moving a step, a vacancy remained in the body, and there was a crack in the air, with many cracks extending to all sides. The burst of spiritual energy fills the whole body, light and airy, making people want to be intoxicated. However, seeing the spiritual energy appear like a flash in the pan and then dissipate quickly, Zhang Ning felt a little sad. He stretched out his hand and hit Jun Yan with a punch in the air. With the help of his strength, he jumped into the cloud without looking back and then glide into the distance.

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Zhang Ning smacked his mouth and came out of Baowo after eating, thinking about what to eat tomorrow. Suddenly a ball of flames rushed towards him. Zhang Ning hurriedly dodged, but his clothes still had a big hole ripped open by the flames, and his chest was burned. He covered his chest and hid behind a rock, but no enemy was found. Who is attacking me? Zhang Ning was puzzled, and immediately several more flames flew towards him. He moved behind another stone, and towards the direction of the flames, he hit a magic weapon and shattered a stone. A person in a robe was revealed behind the crack in the stone - Jun Yan. It turned out to be her, the witch Jun Yan. We met each other and now you want to kill me secretly? She didn't seem to have anything to say, so she just threw a dozen fireballs over and spread them out in a menacing manner. Unreasonable people are trouble and are troubled. Zhang Ning kept running, and Jun Yan kept chasing him, just to kill him. Seeing that he was about to reach a deadlock, Jun Yan took out a piece of paper and recited a short spell. Zhang Ning's movements immediately became sluggish, and several more balls of flames rushed towards him. Zhang Ning turned around and threw a large handful of magic weapons to block the flames. One of the magic weapons was shot at Jun Yan. In the blink of an eye, the magic weapon turned into a red line connecting Zhang Ning and Jun Yan, separating the upper and lower halves of the air, hitting Jun Yan so fast that it seemed like she had been slashed with a knife - red high heels, Zhang Ning's long-standing magic weapon for healing, can be used in both positive and negative ways, and can treat both men and women. Jun Yan staggered and took a few steps back. A fiery red stone fell from her hand. It must have been her magic weapon. Zhang Ning hesitated for a moment, then took out his golden belt, intending to seize the opportunity and rush forward. Jun Yan took out a spider from his sleeve with his backhand, and it fell to the ground as high as several stories. He glanced at Zhang Ning with his big and small eyes. Zhang Ning was so frightened that his body trembled. He lost his breath and could not catch it again. He stumbled on the way, stopped, and ran away with all his spiritual power. Countless hollow-carved spider hairs emit from the spider like steam and float in the air. Like a layer of dark clouds that were about to rain on his head, Zhang Ning couldn't raise his head and didn't dare to fly away. The spider chased after Zhang Ning, and its eight legs instantly appeared on top of his head. Under the silhouette of the spider, Zhang Ning felt like the sky was falling. He could only hold his breath and quickly dodge between several pillar-like spider legs, watching the ground being smashed open. If he was distracted, he would be smashed to death, and if he lost his strength, he would be smashed to death. Hide under a pile of rubble, covered in sweat, with only a layer of spiritual liquid left at the bottom of the bottle. With no other choice, Zhang Ning took out the Xianbao Qinzhi Cyan Light, which was still cooling, put it into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and said one sentence with the Xianbao in his mouth: It couldn't stop for three days and three nights, and it was as urgent as a law - the spiritual liquid at the bottom of the bottle began to bubble, and the spiritual energy was instantly transformed into a force. The stone behind was wiped away by the spider, and Zhang Ning disappeared in an instant through the dust raised in the sky.