Chapter 1490

After checking, Gu Zheng's face changed a little. The breath that Haiming felt was clearly emitted by the demon grass planted inside, and the more active it was, the stronger it was. That's why he felt it so clearly.

What puzzled Gu Zheng was that this demon grass was clearly transplanted from his body, so how could it become like this? It seemed to have undergone a huge change, as if it had already deviated from the concept of demon grass.

A small pinch inside it seemed to have replaced the position of the previous horn. Unlike staying in his body honestly, the tentacles had penetrated into the flesh and blood next to it and became one with him.

I didn't pay much attention to it before, but now it seems that I have indeed neglected it.

"Master, is Xiaopang okay?" Ren Ling, who was standing aside, looked at Gu Zheng for a long time without speaking. Seeing Gu Zheng retract his hand, she couldn't help but ask worriedly.

"Nothing else, just some changes. Wait for me to treat him. You wait here first." Gu Zheng stretched out his hand and patted Haiming. He immediately collapsed and fainted. Then he said to Ren Ling.

"Okay!" Ren Ling nodded, watching Gu Zheng and Hai Ming disappear in front of her in an instant, praying in her heart, hoping that everything would be fine.

Gu Zheng turned around and took Hai Ming back to his room, and by the way, he set up a barrier outside to tell him not to be disturbed.

Hai Ming's problem was already a bit serious. Those tentacles embedded with flesh and blood had begun to slowly absorb the spiritual energy in his body. He could vaguely see a hint of white on his forehead.

Gu Zheng didn't want to take the demon grass out of his body. Besides, if he really wanted to take it out, it would be no different from taking his life.

He looked at the demon grass. It seemed that through some kind of connection, after it seemed to die in his body, the instinctive demon grass began to grow gradually. If it wanted to grow, it would need a lot of energy, so it would expand around.

Because the stimulation was too small, Hai Ming didn't realize it at all, and he didn't check it himself. Fortunately, he came to Gu Zheng, otherwise Hai Ming would have been sucked into jerky in the end.

After Gu Zheng simply arranged a spirit gathering array, Gu Zheng began to prepare.

Since it was because of the demon grass, it was time to take out the demon grass that had lost its vitality in his body.

Gu Zheng quickly got up, sank deep into his body, and began to carefully cut out the demon grass.

A bulge suddenly appeared on the surface of Gu Zheng's body, and then rose all the way up along the abdomen, but the speed was very slow, and it could only move forward a little distance every time.

After half a day of hard work, Gu Zheng's head was full of sweat, and his whole body was soaked. The feeling of that little bit of force coming out from inside was as painful as a scrape.

Finally, a group of bluish-white things came out of Gu Zheng's mouth, and the demon grass was finally removed from Gu Zheng's body.

After wiping off the sweat on his face, Gu Zheng did not delay any more time and began to turn into time to act.

A ball of ordinary golden light rose in Gu Zheng's hand, slowly grabbing the demon grass, and all the breath belonging to him in it was swept out bit by bit under the golden light.

In less than a cup of tea, the demon grass in Gu Zheng's hand had no breath, as if it had died. If it was left outside, it might be treated as a bunch of weeds.

At this time, a flame was born from the ring, surrounding all the demon grass. Under the scorching heat, it turned into a little colorless liquid and dripped on Haiming's forehead.

Once the liquid fell on it, it strangely blended into it and disappeared.

The demon grass in Haiming's body, with such rich nutrients, greedily absorbed it. It was obvious that the volume of the demon grass began to expand and grow, squeezing towards other excess space.

Gu Zheng had been watching Haiming's body closely, and if there was anything abnormal, he could intervene in time.

At this moment, a group of black gas suddenly appeared in the space inside the forehead, and began to rapidly follow the periphery of the demon grass, as if to prevent the other party from expanding so unscrupulously.

However, Gu Zheng did not make a move, because the black gas was obviously formed spontaneously in Haiming's body.

As a result, under Gu Zheng's astonished observation, a small horn actually grew on Hai Ming's forehead, and the spiritual energy like a tide surged from the horn into the demon grass stored inside.

It is called demon grass, but there is no trace of demon grass inside. Under the strange transformation of those black air, those demon grasses have actually merged with the surroundings and assimilated into part of his body, and then continued to grow a horn.

This horn does not have the side effects of demon grass, but has the function of storing spiritual energy of demon grass, which really shocked Gu Zheng.

"Could it be that this demon grass and special demon beasts will produce strange changes when combined? Or will it only be like this under special circumstances."

Gu Zheng was puzzled. After all, there are few demon grasses, and he absorbed some strange abilities, which led to this.

After thinking for a long time, Gu Zheng still couldn't figure out why this happened, but he knew that Haiming was really powerful this time. The spiritual energy stored in this small horn would depend on how much of his body was stored. It would probably last until the limit of the demon grass was reached before it would stop.

Before this, he could be said to have two mana, and it was almost impossible to kill him!

Needless to say, he must be one of the members participating in the competition, and he could guarantee his victory.

When the absorption speed of the unicorn horn slowed down, Haiming, who was unconscious before, was stimulated and began to wake up.

"Am I dead?" Haiming shouted a sentence when he woke up in a daze, and shouted again after seeing Gu Zheng.

"Master, save me!"

"Hurry up and stop talking nonsense. You are so cowardly." Gu Zheng said unhappily. He really couldn't compete with the other party, otherwise he would be angry to death by the other party sooner or later.

"Oh oh!" Haiming quickly got off the bed honestly. Now his mind was a little clearer, and he understood what happened. He knew that Gu Zheng was treating something for him.

"Hey, Master, there is something on my head!" Haiming, who came down, felt a coolness in his head. He touched it curiously and said in surprise.

"Okay, go back and study it. I guess your little sister has been summoned!" Gu Zheng looked at the other party, who was touching the little feet on his head with joy, and said immediately.

Without waiting for his consent, he grabbed his shoulder with one hand and disappeared from here in an instant.

"Ahhhhhh!" A tragic shout rang out on the street where Gu Zheng had left before, attracting the attention of people nearby.

However, after seeing that it was Gu Zheng and his disciples, these people quickened their pace, pretending not to see anything, and left here quickly.

"What are you shouting for, Ren Ling, take him away quickly, it's so embarrassing!" Gu Zheng glared at Hai Ming, which made him shut up, and said to Ren Ling who was worried on the side.

"Okay, Master!" Ren Ling replied respectfully, then took Hai Ming's arm and dragged him away.

In the distance, Hai Ming's protest could still be heard.

"I still have something to say to Master! Let me go."

Gu Zheng shrugged and did not continue to ask the funny guy. After solving the small matter for Hai Ming, he no longer had the demon grass on him, and felt much more relaxed.

The bird beside him has been on his shoulder from beginning to end, but the half-closed eyes are now only a slit. Although it stands tightly on him, it gives him a bad feeling, as if something bad will happen when he closes his eyes.

But he is really helpless now. He even took out some elixirs, but it ignored him. It has been like this, which makes him very worried.

Fortunately, there is another good news. After losing the demon grass, he has a feeling that he will definitely be promoted in the near future.

Although he is somewhat clear in his heart that he will definitely get through this hurdle, it is hard to say whether it will take tens or hundreds of years, or tens of thousands of years.

If it weren't for the benefits brought to him by the demon grass, he probably wouldn't even have this thought, and it would probably take many more years.

It's useless to be anxious. He should first find a way to solve the broken seal on his body.

I don't know if that city has what I need, but there should be. There are so many things here, so it stands to reason that there should be.

While thinking, he walked forward aimlessly, and unknowingly walked to the only empty square again, where his huge statue still stood.

However, compared with before, the whole statue now seemed to be filled with white light, as if there was a layer of white mist outside, which was completely different from the previous stone exposed outside. The whole statue exuded a quiet atmosphere.

After coming here, some villagers from Xifeng Village calmed down their previous enthusiasm and prayed here with peace of mind.

There was only the faint whisper here, which matched the tranquility in the air, and there was an indescribable tranquility.

Even Gu Zheng himself, when he came here, some of the irritability in his heart disappeared, as if everything didn't matter.

Gu Zheng looked at his statue in front of him, familiar and strange.

The aura on it was still left by himself, including the faint aura, which was the essence he extracted from the ring, which could greatly speed up the injury of people.

But what was strange was that the statue still looked like his own face, but with the quiet atmosphere, it seemed a little blurry, and it was not what he wanted to express at all.

The whole person was wiped out by this peaceful atmosphere, and the passion and struggle in his heart were completely gone, leaving only the sense of peace, just like the concept transmitted in the West.

No!

Gu Zheng's eyes became sharper, and the statue seemed to have undergone some unexpected changes.

Looking at the people around him, there were many iron-blooded warriors among them, but now, they all became cute and good babies.

The sharpness of the body was being wiped out bit by bit.

Without the sharpness, even if this person was strong and had a high level of cultivation, the whole person was useless.

"You all leave, I have something to do!" Gu Zheng's voice resounded in this square.

They didn't dare to disobey Gu Zheng's words, and nodded respectfully to Gu Zheng, and then left here one after another.

Seeing those people leaving here reluctantly, and even some of them looking back after leaving, as if they were nostalgic for this place, Gu Zheng realized that something was really wrong.

His first reaction was why He Sheng didn't report it to him. Then he thought that the battle had just ended, and the enemy hadn't left completely, so they probably didn't have time to come here to see what was happening here.

Since he saw it, he would take a look at what was going on.

Gu Zheng stood outside, looking at the statue carefully, and his spiritual consciousness was constantly observing inside.

But half a day had passed, and the frown between Gu Zheng's brows became tighter.

In his opinion, this statue was basically no different, except that the materials used were much better than before, and with many exquisite carvings, it looked more vivid.

But these were all ordinary materials and would not cause any changes at all.

The core was still the small ball, but the color had all turned milky white, and there was not much difference from what he had seen before.

And the small ball did not emit any white smoke. In Gu Zheng's perception, it was still constantly absorbing the power of everyone's incense, which was not much different from before.

This was strange.

The doubts in Gu Zheng's eyes became more and more serious. This was not the case, and that was not the case. It seemed that the white mist appeared out of thin air.

But he did not see anything around him, which was really strange.

After looking for a long time without any results, Gu Zheng approached the statue to see if he had to get closer to find some reasons.

Light footsteps sounded in the empty square. Gu Zheng slowly approached the center and observed it bit by bit, but there was no progress as before, and there was nothing suspicious in his eyes.

Gradually, Gu Zheng walked to the statue, looked up at the huge statue, and put his hand on the statue's leg, wanting to take a more confident look.

There was no cold feeling, but some warm touch came from the statue, and some rough touch came from the palm.

Gu Zheng instantly understood everything about the statue, but it was still disappointing.

In this case, the biggest suspicion is that the ball he had mobilized before may have gone wrong.

Gu Zheng took his hand away from the statue, and his mind and the ball suddenly connected together, letting the breath of the ball emanate from it. He wanted to see what was going on.

But something happened that surprised Gu Zheng. The breath of the ball had just appeared, and the bird on his shoulder flew up with a "whoosh".

Under Gu Zheng's gaze, the bird's spirit seemed to have returned, without any sign of its previous decadence, and it flew straight to the level of the statue's head.

Gu Zheng's heart moved. Although he didn't know why the bird had this posture, it must have something to do with the core of the statue that he had led out.

He retreated to a farther place. When the golden light flickered around him, Gu Zheng was afraid of some movement and completely blocked the surroundings. Even Gu Zheng could not sense what was happening outside unless he was forcibly broken, but his mind was still connected to the inside of the statue, allowing that special fluctuation to continue to radiate.

When the bird flew above the head, it floated there, and wisps of white air continued to flow into the bird's mouth from the air. The white mist outside the statue surged upward at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the same time, Gu Zheng keenly discovered that in the core ball of the statue, there was also a trace of pure white mist flowing out, constantly replenishing the white mist around the statue.

It turns out that these white mists are really emitted by the small balls. No wonder Gu Zheng didn't find it before, because there is not much consumption, and the small balls will not be replenished at all.

As the bird's body gets bigger and bigger, it is five times bigger than before. When it feels like it will explode in the next moment, wisps of black gas are spit out from the end of the bird.

The wisps of black gas actually penetrated into the end of the statue and finally flowed to the small ball in the middle.

Gu Zheng wanted to stop it at this time, but he thought that the bird would not do this for no reason, so he endured it and continued to watch what it wanted to do.

In his heart, even if the statue was completely destroyed and there was no incense power, it could not compare to the help of the bird.

The bird's body began to slowly continue to shrink, and the black gas also sprayed towards the statue.

When the bird's body returned to its previous appearance, the black gas in the bird's mouth no longer appeared, and the white mist on the statue began to flow into the bird's mouth again.

Just like inhaling, exhaling, and breathing, forming a complete cycle.

This time, just like the first time, when the bird was sucking to the limit, a wisp of black air appeared in its mouth and began to slowly spit into the ball.

However, Gu Zheng carefully discovered that the bird's body was a little thinner than before, as if it was using the white mist to neutralize the green flame in its body.

Each time the bird breathed in and out, it took about an hour to complete.

Gu Zheng was not in a hurry and just waited by the side.

After a day, Gu Zheng obviously found that the bird's body had become much thinner, but the white mist was still surging. The bird was still sucking in and spitting out the same way, but the speed was a little faster than the first time.

Three days passed, and the bird was only a little fatter than the first time, and the white mist in the statue was obviously reduced.

On the fifth day, the bird's face was full of fatigue, and even its body was shaking a little, but in Gu Zheng's opinion, the white mist of the statue had not been produced, as if the ball was completely neutralized by the black air, and no white mist was pouring out from it.

Even the small ball was no longer as holy white as before. Instead, it became more and more transparent, just like a water ball. Its surface kept undulating, which was very strange.

Gu Zheng's spiritual sense leaked out, but strangely found that he seemed to no longer feel its existence. Although he could "see" it, it was indeed empty when he touched it.

The last wisp of black air sank into the water ball, and the entire water ball flashed with white light. The entire statue shattered with a bang, and the entire ground trembled. Countless sharp stones shot towards the surroundings and fell on the surrounding open space.

The huge impact force made Gu Zheng unconscious, and the whole person flew out and fell to the ground in a somewhat embarrassed manner.

However, when he saw the bird's body also fell from the air weakly.

Gu Zheng immediately stood up and stepped forward, stretched out his palm to catch the bird, and took the bird back with a flash of the ring in his hand.

This time, Gu Zheng knew very well that the bird was consumed a lot, and it was estimated that it would take some time to recuperate.