I have one identity in the city every day

Chapter 466 Cultivating Divine Consciousness
A trace of black liquid overflowed from the green shield, and the drops of liquid that were almost stroked began to drip to the surroundings.

The black liquid was full of resentment, obviously the black liquid was formed by resentment, the two of them were surrounded by liquid for a while, Zhang Tian frowned as he watched the liquid gradually dripping.

These liquids almost condensed the essence of those grievances, if they were dripped, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Zhang Tian, ​​now that those grievances have taken shape, I'm afraid there will be more and more. Let's get off the wooden sedan chair!"

Han Xue said softly, she could feel the terrible breath when she looked at the liquid overflowing from the top of her head.

Although Han Xue is not as sensitive to resentment as Zhang Tian, ​​but this breath has formed a substance, and she has no choice if she doesn't want to feel it.

Zhang Tian looked at the top of the sedan chair, he nodded and led Han Xue to crawl under Jiaozi.

"Why don't fellow daoists come in and take refuge? My place is very safe!"

Just as Zhang Tian passed the wooden door, a voice came from inside the wooden sedan chair, and Han Xue's eyes dimmed a little after the sound passed through Han Xue's ears.

Seeing this, Zhang Tian inadvertently put his hand on Han Xue's, and Han Xue recovered after a trace of his breath, Zhang Tian looked at the sedan chair but shook his head.

"Fairy doesn't need it, we can just get off the sedan chair, thank you Fairy for caring!" Zhang Tianyi cupped his hands

After saying that, he quickly got under the sedan with Han Xue. Not to mention that Zhang Tian didn't know whether Mulan had any thoughts when asking him to go in. Even if he didn't know what Mulan's purpose was, he would not go in.

Mu Ran's strength is too strong, Zhang Tian doesn't want to have the right intersection with her.

After Zhang Tian hid under the sedan chair with Han Xue, there seemed to be more black liquid around him, but none of the guards wanted to enter under the sedan chair.

They stood next to Mu Ranjiao and didn't even move.

The surrounding liquid was falling from all directions at this time, and suddenly a black liquid dripped on a guard, and the guard's arm fell off the next moment.

A trace of black began to erode his whole body.

"Qing Ling!"

Suddenly Mu Ran said please, and the eroded black liquid disappeared in the next moment, and the monk's face was still a little dull.

There was no look of pain, as if this hadn't happened.

"Everyone get under the sedan chair!"

Mu Ran yelled softly, and the guards rushed under the sedan chair upon hearing the words, and they all obeyed Mu Ran's order.

Zhang Tian was a little confused at this moment, what's going on with Mu Ran?Have some sympathy?
Since Zhang Tian saw Mu Ran until now, he didn't think he was a sympathetic person, otherwise the dozen or so people who died first would not have died unless there was some purpose.

"This person is thoughtful, there must be some purpose in keeping these people!"

Zhang Tian muttered in his heart, he remembered what Mu Ran said last time, I will protect everyone, this sentence and the current incident made Zhang Tian feel suspicious.

Imagine a person who has no sympathy, and said such words, there must be some purpose, maybe the purpose is related to Zhang Tian.

At this time, there were more and more monks under the sedan chair, and soon the sedan chair was full of people, and the green umbrella in the sky couldn't hold it anymore, and countless black air formed liquid droplets.

Those liquids dripped faster and faster, and soon the surroundings became completely dark. Those black gas liquids dripped down like raindrops, and even a slight crackling sound could be heard above Zhang Tian's head.

Because there were too many people around, Han Xue had no choice but to hug Zhang Tian tightly, she didn't want to be crowded with those monks, she looked at the dull eyes of each and pulled Zhang Tian's clothes.

"What's the matter?" Seeing Han Xue pulling himself, Zhang Tian asked softly, maybe there is something serious about Han Xue calling himself in this situation.

"Zhang Tian, ​​you can see that their eyes are extremely dull, why don't you help them clear it up, maybe we still have some external help!"

Han Xue said softly, looking around, she felt that these people were very good helpers.

Hearing this, Zhang Tian looked at the monks around him. These monks are generally not strong in cultivation, and they are obviously of the Nascent Soul Transformation Stage. Even if he helped them untie it, it would not have much effect.

Zhang Tian also felt that he had helped them recover, maybe they would beat him up instead of helping him.

After all, there is a precedent again, Zhang Tian doesn't want to be bitten by a dog, and besides, Zhang Tian also wants to see what kind of medicine that Mu Ran is selling in the gourd.

"Xue'er, let's leave them alone, they are not high-level, but Mu Ran's keeping them will definitely have a great effect, we can see what she is going to do then!"

Zhang Tian said softly that he didn't help them get rid of the charm, Han Xue nodded a little after hearing the words, she really didn't think too much about Zhang Tian, ​​she just wanted to help.

Soon, there was no clattering sound around, replaced by traces of black aura, and those blacks began to erode the green umbrella in the sky.

Zhang Tian wanted to use his divine sense to see what was going on outside, but his divine sense couldn't stretch out at all, not even ten meters away.

Fortunately, they can be seen under their feet, they are dragged by the green shield of the umbrella and have not fallen, and now they can faintly see traces of black breath under their feet.

There was a lot of black aura. Zhang Tian frowned as he looked at his feet. His consciousness could not stretch more than ten meters, and as soon as his consciousness stretched out, he felt a slight pain in the surrounding area.
Zhang Tian was a little confused: "These grievances can actually block my spiritual consciousness, and it can also make my spiritual consciousness hurt. If my spiritual consciousness can hurt monks, wouldn't it be..."

Zhang Tian suddenly thought of attacking with such illusory things as spiritual consciousness. If he could attack the opponent's spiritual consciousness from time to time, it would play a key role in the real battle.

You must know that all monks can rely on their spiritual sense to attack. The divine sense can control the direction and track the enemy. The divine sense is equivalent to the monk's third eye. Without the divine sense, the monk's strength will be greatly reduced.

Thinking that it might be possible to cultivate spiritual consciousness here, Zhang Tian didn't have any worries, and he poked his spiritual consciousness in again.

A wave of pain came out from his consciousness again, Zhang Tian stared at the pain, and sent his consciousness out crazily.

Soon, Zhang Tian's spiritual sense became weaker, but Zhang Tian didn't give up. It was still dark outside, and Zhang Tian's spiritual sense kept protruding out and being beaten back. Just like this, Zhang Tian had some cold sweat on his forehead. up.

Seeing that Zhang Tian didn't move, Han Xue didn't say much and didn't dare to move Zhang Tian. Han Xue knew that Zhang Tian must have her own business.

Nearly 10 minutes later, Zhang Tian's consciousness was bearing more and more force, but this time Zhang Tian's consciousness was not knocked back, but stretched tenaciously for hundreds of meters.

Looking at everything that was dark a hundred meters away with Zhang Tian's spiritual sense, he felt a little bit of insight.

Zhang Tian saw traces of blade glows in his mind, those blade glows seemed to come from his consciousness, and also seemed to be the condensation of those resentments.

The blade light became clearer and clearer in Zhang Tian's mind, and Zhang Tian's spiritual consciousness also began to stabilize.

At this time, Zhang Tian's spiritual consciousness could already extend 500 meters, and Zhang Tian felt that his spiritual consciousness was more than twice as strong as before.

(End of this chapter)