Chapter 125 My Name Is Zuo Yuanfei

Ding Dong...

Host, your little Tongzi has fallen into a dormant state.

The dormant state countdown is fifty-two hours.

"..."

Zi Xiao was speechless when he heard the system prompt.

Hibernated? It's dormant now! You still say you are guilty!

And it's fifty-two hours again, why is it fifty-two hours every time? Is there any special meaning?

At this moment, Zi Xiao really wanted to pull the system out of his body and whip it hard, but there was no way, he couldn't do it at all.

"I can't stay here any longer, let's find a..."

Ding Dong...

Congratulations to the host for obtaining the concealment magic weapon.

(This magic weapon can conceal the identity of the host, the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths cultivator.)

Before he finished speaking, a prompt sound came from the system here.

The appearance of this thing made Zi Xiao seem to understand something.

The people of the pseudo-immortal realm, that is, the pseudo-spiritual realm, seem to hate the cultivators of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths?

It seems that we have to be careful.

It was called a magic weapon to conceal the existence of a ring. Zixiao put it on his slender ring finger and then rushed away.

The spiritual power between heaven and earth was extremely scarce in the place where he was now.

Not only that, when he stepped on the ground, it seemed as if the whole person was being sucked by the ground fiercely, and he always felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him in the dark.

In order to prevent his spiritual power from being exhausted, ordinary cultivators could only walk out.

But Zixiao was different. If the spiritual power of others was a small river, then his spiritual power was a vast ocean.

Both the quality and quantity were completely different.

So in order to get out first, Zixiao used all his strength.

Even though he had the cultivation of the Mahayana realm, it took him a day and a night to walk out of this strange place.

Most of the spiritual power in his body was consumed, and the whole person felt exhausted. Flying in that strange place really consumed too much spiritual power, which was more than double the consumption on weekdays.

"Finally out!!!"

Zi Xiao saw another forest in front of him. You know, he had never seen any breath of life in this day and night.

Not to mention the forest, he hadn't even seen a blade of grass.

Now seeing the lush forest, he was so excited.

The moment he walked out of the strange area, the feeling of being spied on completely disappeared, and his whole body relaxed.

It's not an exaggeration to say that one thought is heaven and one thought is hell.

Coincidentally, there were several monks in the forest in front of him, and they all looked at Zi Xiao in amazement.

This made Zi Xiao a little puzzled. Did his identity get exposed?

The system gave him a fake?

"You are the fake! Your whole family is fake!!!"

"Are you not dormant?"

"..."

Hearing Zi Xiao's faint words, the system pretended to be dead again.

The monks stared at him straight, and in order to make sure that his identity was not exposed, Zi Xiao slowly landed in front of them.

"Fellow Daoists, why are you looking at me like this? Is there something wrong with me?" Zi Xiao asked tentatively.

The few people looked at each other at first, and then one of them swallowed his saliva and said in an unbelievable tone: "Hey, uh, fellow Daoist, you walked out of the restricted area? Are you a creature in the restricted area?"

"..."

Restricted area? !

Hearing this, Zi Xiao's hair stood up.

It turns out that there is also a restricted area for life here.

No wonder I felt that I was being spied on before, and no wonder the spiritual power between heaven and earth is so weak.

Now they are all against each other!

I flew in the restricted area for a day and a night? !

I was lucky not to be slapped to death by the creatures in the restricted area.

You know, the creatures that can turn the earth into a restricted area are all great terrors passed down from ancient times.

They are not weaker than any immortal Taoist sect, and some restricted areas are even slightly stronger. After all, some restricted areas are full of the strongest people, but for various reasons, they have avoided the world.

And those strongest ones are not ordinary cultivators. Either their lifespans are about to run out and they are sleeping in the restricted area, or they are former enlightened ones who are lingering on in the flesh and blood.

In short, there is great terror in the restricted area, which is an indisputable fact for the cultivators of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

I just came to this pseudo-spiritual realm and went to the restricted area.

I was cheated! I was completely cheated!

Looking at the people in front of him staring at him, Zixiao finally understood why.

Those who walked out of the restricted area are either the strongest or the creatures of the restricted area.

Ordinary cultivators can still come out? What a joke.

"Ahem... Don't worry, I'm not a creature of the restricted area. I just didn't notice it for a while and got lost. It turns out that there is a restricted area. I said why it is so scary. I just walked around the edge and realized something was wrong, so I withdrew directly."

"So that's it!"

Hearing this, the expressions of several cultivators relaxed slightly, and at the same time they felt a little sympathetic to Zixiao.

Entering the restricted area by mistake, under normal circumstances, is just a matter of taking the wrong road.

But for the monks, this often means death.

The life restricted area prohibits all living beings from entering. This is not just talk.

"By the way, this Taoist brother, I haven't asked for your name yet?"

Hearing this, Zixiao thought for a moment and said straightforwardly: "My name is Zuo Yuanfei."

"So it's Brother Zuo! We are disciples of Kunwu Mountain. We just came here to train. My name is Cheng Feng, and these are my junior brothers and sisters, Xi Zichu and Li Jiao."

The few people greeted each other.

Kunwu Mountain seems to be one of the forces in this pseudo-spiritual domain, but I don't know what kind of force it is.

"Brother Zuo, I wonder which sect you are a disciple of?" Cheng Feng smiled.

"This..."

Zixiao pretended to be embarrassed: "To be honest, I am a casual cultivator, but I got some opportunities to have this strength."

"Casual cultivator?!"

This time, all of them were not calm.

From the breath of Zixiao, they could feel that he was definitely a cultivator in the fusion realm, and he was not the kind of candle in the wind, but full of vigor, which means that this person is definitely very young.

They did have such young cultivators in the fusion realm, but those people were not casual cultivators, they were even the top geniuses of the sect.

Of course, this was because Zixiao had concealed his true cultivation level, after all, his cultivation level at the peak of the Mahayana stage was a bit exaggerated.

"Brother Zuo! Have you heard of our Kunwu Mountain?"

Zixiao had expected such a question and quickly said, "You fellow Taoists also know that I am a casual cultivator. In order to obtain this level of cultivation, I have been in seclusion in the deep mountains and old forests for many years. It was also because I was not familiar with the surrounding environment that I accidentally entered the restricted area before."

"So I really know nothing about these sects and worldly affairs."

With a sincere tone and a bitter smile, the few people had no doubts.

Indeed, most casual cultivators have a hard time.