Chapter 142 You're Better Off Asking for Blessings

"What the hell!" The cheap cat suddenly put the cup heavily on the table, pointed to the top of the mountain and said, "It was a sunny night, I was sleeping, and suddenly I couldn't move, and I just watched what happened here. The earth-shaking changes happened, and then I became more and more sleepy, and when I woke up again, this place had been refined into a mirror world, and I couldn’t even get out.”

Hearing this, everyone was stunned and looked at the cheap cat in horror. If what the cheap cat said is true, how many years has it lived here?

This is the mirror world of the last era, which probably existed for tens of thousands of years. That is to say, this cheap cat has lived for tens of thousands of years?

Everyone had an unreal illusion, looking at the cheap cat lying crookedly on the ground in disbelief, with complicated expressions.

Yang Zhen glanced at the cheap cat, and said: "I believe you ghost, you cheap cat didn't say a word of truth, a sunny night? Why don't you talk about a rainy day with a clear sky, this IQ, this It's the first time we both drink, and it's also the last time, don't say you know me after we go out!"

Everyone: "..."

Sure enough, you can't believe what this bitch cat says, whoever believes is stupid.

The cheap cat quit, staring and said: "Boy, I knew you didn't believe it, do you know who refined this mirror world?"

"Great Sage Dust and Blood?"

"It's him?" The cheap cat was stunned, and murmured to himself: "It's actually him, a ruthless person, no wonder, no wonder this deity has been unable to climb to the top of the mountain for so many years, it turned out to be him!"

Yang Zhen was furious, and slapped the cheap cat on the head: "What the hell, are you repeating my words?"

The cheap cat smiled cheaply, and said, "Boy, since you know that this is the mirror world of the Great Sage of Dust and Blood, you must have heard of the Twelve Blood Refining Mysteries, right?"

Yang Zhen nodded and said, "Of course I've heard of it."

The cheap cat rolled its eyes, and said in Yang Zhen's ear: "The twelve blood-refining profound arts are on it!"

"Stop!" Yang Zhen pushed the cheap cat away, and said, "If you want to trick me, you should be more tender, even if you are on the top, so many people can't get up, why should I be able to go up, and if I continue to go up, The three old things below rush up, they don’t need to catch up with me, as long as they break the balance here, I will be kicked out, and I will definitely die.”

The cheap cat snorted and said, "Aren't you very talented?"

"So what?"

"boast!"

"You don't have to provoke me, if you don't go, you don't go!"

The cheap cat rolled its eyes and said, "Okay, if you don't go, you won't go. It's a pity that the Twelve Blood Refining Mysterious Art is extremely powerful, and it has attracted the covetousness of countless people. Maybe after you learn it, you will be able to use these three The old man was beaten to death, no, as long as you have learned the twelve blood-refining profound arts, what are these three old men, and the other three are no match for you."

Yang Zhen stared at the cheap cat suspiciously: "Is it really so powerful?"

The cheap cat's scalp was numb from Yang Zhen's gaze, and he said embarrassingly: "Little... boy, what kind of eyes are you looking at, am I doing it for your own good?"

"Tell me, what conspiracy do you have?"

"Ah!" The cheap cat was furious, jumped up and pointed at Yang Zhen and said: "You heartless, I can't bear to wait for you to die here after I eat your meal, you don't appreciate it, but you still treat me Thinking so bad?"

Yang Zhen curled his lips: "You said lightly, I have a feeling that there are thousands of steps here, and it's good if I can go up half of them. If it's higher, I'm afraid I'll just go down."

"Next!" The cheap cat suddenly threw something, and said through gritted teeth: "There are three marks on this path, and I gave you two of them. Although you may not be able to go up, at least it will allow you to climb up to 800. There After practicing for a year and a half, maybe you will be able to walk down with a big swagger."

"Oh!" Yang Zhen stared at the cheap cat suspiciously with his eyes wide open. The more he looked at the goods, the more conspiratorial he became. He sneered and said, "You gave it to me, what do you do? If you go down at this time, you must They will beat you up."

"Bah!" The cheap cat also stared, and said contemptuously: "I am afraid that these three mere training will be empty, do you want it, don't you give it back to me."

Suspiciously, Yang Zhen held the stone with a Dao mark in his hand, looked at the cheap cat suspiciously and said: "You are waiting for me here, I went up and learned the twelve blood-refining mystic arts, and then I came down. Fast."

At the beginning, Yang really didn't believe in cheap cats, this guy was too unreliable, ten out of ten sentences he said were false, and he didn't even write a draft when he lied, he was so cheap.

But just now, Yang Zhen accidentally noticed that the three strong men in the Void Training Stage were staring at the dao mark stone in his hand, their eyes were red, and he suddenly felt that what the cheap cat said might be true.

And Shitou hit his hand, and the pressure on his body suddenly lightened, which also showed that Shitou was useful.

But would a cheap cat be so kind?

Under the watchful eyes of thousands of monks, Yang Zhen walked up step by step cautiously, and the pressure was much lighter. Even so, Yang Zhen did not dare to be careless, and walked slowly step by step.

"Boy, are you a snail? Slowly." The cheap cat was trembling all over, and seemed to be in a lot of pain, even pinching its tail.

Yang Zhen turned his head and stared: "I want you to care, if you dare to play tricks, see if I don't pluck your hair off!"

"Ah! Be careful!" The cheap cat suddenly screamed, startling Yang Zhen.

Elder Qu and the other three were also taken aback, and stood up immediately, with a cold smile on their faces, looking at Yang Zhen and the cheap cat.

"What's your ghost name?" Yang Zhen turned his head and glared at the cheap cat.

The cheap cat smiled strangely, waved his hands and said, "Go away, I'm just teasing these three practitioners."

Yang Zhen was speechless for a while, and continued to walk up. For some reason, the more he went up, the less pressure he received.

"Oh, the kid can't take it anymore, he's about to fall!"

"Oh, don't leave the three of you at this time, if Yang Zhen runs away, you will die of anger."

"Be careful, if you can't hold on, don't hold on."

...

The voice of the cheap cat screaming became louder every time, and the three strong men in the training period stared at Yang Zhen. They didn't care about the cheap cat, but they were frightened by the cheap cat, and they croaked tirelessly.

Seeing Yang Zhen walking up to more than 700 steps step by step, his figure staggered, and he was almost knocked down, the necks of the three strong men in the training stage all stretched out.

Hua Youyue frowned, and said with some concern: "What the hell is Yang Zhen doing, just sit down and practice honestly, why do you have to go up, if you can't bear the restraint and fall down, there is no life exist?"

Yao Lao shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said, "This old man also thinks that Yang Zhen's actions are not appropriate."

The face of the cheap cat changed, and it kept trembling. Looking at Yang Zhen, it kept muttering: "It's coming soon."

Yang Zhen couldn't hear the mumbling of the cheap cat, but felt that he was about to climb up, and stepped on the eighth hundredth step.

boom!

A monstrous blood energy swept from the top of the mountain, and it became overwhelming in the blink of an eye, covering the entire foothills.

The violent air waves rushed in all directions, and there was no sign of stopping all the way to the foot of the mountain. Everyone's expressions changed, including those who were strong in the Void Training Stage.

In the overwhelming blood-red air waves, the cheap cat suddenly screamed strangely: "Boy, why did you fall, be careful, don't let the three practitioners catch you!"

Elder Qu and the others were shocked, staring at the bloody air wave, for fear that Yang Zhen would run away.

Yang Zhen, who was on the 800th step, had a confused expression on his face. When he looked back, he was furious: "You bastard, you bastard, you dare to run away alone, don't let me meet you again!"

Ow!

The cheap cat had already exploded with a terrifying speed, flew up on two legs, and swished past the three stunned powerhouses in the training period.

"Boy, you can ask for more blessings, quack, I still have something to do, so let's go first."

Sect Master Wang snorted coldly, got up and rushed towards the cheap cat: "I want to go!"

"Wow!" The cheap cat's face changed, and he ran faster: "What the hell, that kid is about to fall, why don't you wait for him, why are you chasing after me?"

Yang Zhen was very happy watching, and said to himself: "You cheap cat, cheap cat, you should ask for more blessings yourself!"

Saying that, Yang Zhen took out another Dao Mark stone from the storage ring, exactly three pieces!