Wang Mingren frowned tightly. As far as he knew, he was trapped in the place of absolute spirit and basically had to wait to die.


    He can''t use his mana now. Even if he comes across a bigger beast, he''s an opponent. After all, he''s a mortal in the flesh. Let alone mana, he can''t even use his divine sense. He''s an ordinary mortal.


    He looked at Huang Fugui with a trace of vigilance. Huang Fugui was a casual practitioner, and he had hidden weapons in his hand. If he really fought, he would not be Huang Fugui''s opponent.


    Although Huang Fugui is famous for his greed for life and fear of death, no one can guarantee that he will not have the wrong idea. There are both upright and dignified hypocrites in the world.


    "If you can''t use magic power in the place of absolute spirit, you''ll be killed by a fool. I''m not so stupid. It''s good to have someone to talk to. You''ve not been forbidden and trapped for 20 years. If you don''t know that feeling, can''t practice and have no one to talk with you, you''ll be crazy."


    Huang Fugui said meaningfully and walked forward.


    "Huang Daoyou, where are you going?"


    "Find the way. You can''t stay here to die! The space of zihuoyuan is extremely unstable. Maybe there will be a way out! If you don''t want to die, let''s go together! "


    Huang Fugui explained briefly and walked forward.


    Wang Mingren hesitated a little and quickly followed.


    This space is very large. They have no magic power and divine consciousness, and can only move forward aimlessly. The most troublesome thing is that they have become flesh. If there is no food, they will starve to death here. This is the terrible place of the absolute spirit.


    A month later, Wang Mingren and Huang Fugui are sitting on a desolate mountain. Huang Fugui looks very happy and optimistic. Wang Mingren frowns and looks sad.


    They walked for a month, not to mention other immortals, they couldn''t even see a monster.


    Wang Mingren''s stomach growled. He felt that he had no strength and was hungry.


    Huang Fugui took out a white porcelain bottle, poured out a yellow pill and took it. He handed the bottle to Wang Mingren and said, "this is Pigu pill. Take it slowly! A Bigu pill, you don''t need to eat for a month, it''s enough for you to use for a year. "


    Wang Mingren''s face was a little strange, and he doubted: "do you have a lot of Bigu pills?"


    Huang Fugui is famously greedy for life and afraid of death. At this time, Bigu Dan can be said to be a life-saving thing. Is Huang Fugui so generous?


    "Haha, I''ve been worried about this situation for a long time. I have enough Pigu pills for us to eat for decades. In other words, you monks who came from the Xiuxian family or the Xiuxian sect don''t have much sense of hardship. I''ve considered all kinds of possibilities for a long time. You may only buy maps and antidotes, and you won''t carry a lot of Pigu pills and antidotes with you Medicine. "


    "You come from an extraordinary family. You don''t have to worry about snacks. You don''t have to come to zihuoyuan. All the resources you need to cultivate immortals can be provided by the clan. As long as you can accumulate enough contribution points, we can''t even complete our cultivation methods, let alone other things."


    Huang Fugui said as he walked. He seemed to speak to Wang Mingren, or to himself.


    "It''s better to live in the open! Does not each big door have open square market? Don''t you just make a living in Fangshi? Are you afraid that you can''t support yourself if you have a skill? "


    Wang Mingren said casually. As soon as he said it, he regretted it. Sanxiu didn''t even have a complete skill, let alone a skill.


    Huang Fugui laughed at himself and said, "what''s your skill? Who doesn''t want to, and how many can succeed? There is a job in Fangshi, which is only enough for us to maintain our basic life. It''s just to maintain our basic life. We might as well go to the secular world and be a local emperor


    "In order to go further in the fairyland, most of our sanxiu make a living by hunting monsters and animals. They tie their heads on their waistbands and earn a living. They finally accumulate some spirit stones. Do you want us to learn skills? It''s OK to learn well. If you don''t learn well, you have to start all over again. Do you think it''s easy to hunt monsters? If you are careless, you will lose your life. We hunt monsters to earn spirit stones, but you carry a lot of good things with you for training. "


    "I know several jiedan period practitioners. They don''t know how much they have to suffer before they reach the Ninth level of jiedan. In order to have a baby, they have to go to zihuoyuan to find the spirit of jieying. Unfortunately, they died in the mouth of the fourth level demon insects. If I didn''t run fast, I would die like them."


    Huang Fugui sighs and looks reminiscent.


    Wang Mingren is silent. He and Huang Fugui are people of two worlds. They grow up in different environments. He can''t understand what Huang Fugui has done or identify with him.


    As a friar of jiedan, it''s nothing to be polite to the friars of the same level, but Huang Fugui is afraid and gives people a smile everywhere. Wang Mingren is deeply ashamed.


    "I know you look down on me and feel ashamed of me. You haven''t been hungry. I don''t know what it''s like to be hungry. I just want to live. Only by living can I plan more. How much is face worth? You never know what it''s like for your parents to starve to death in front of you. You''ve never seen people eat people, you''ve never chewed bark, you never worry about snacks, you''re well-dressed, and it''s normal to value face. "Huang Fugui stretched a stretch, lying on the ground, looking at the clouds in the sky, his face showing a comfortable expression.


    Wang Mingren was silent and asked, "if you can do it again, will you still cultivate immortals? Will it still be a casual practice? "


    "Of course, I can cultivate immortals. If I don''t cultivate immortals, I will be arrested sooner or later. If I cultivate immortals, as long as I don''t provoke powerful monks, it''s no problem. If I can''t run, I can''t fight and run. It''s no shame. I''m still at ease. Can you quit halfway after joining the sect? The higher your accomplishments are, the more constraints you will be subject to. If you can do it again, will you still worship Taiyi immortal gate? Or stay in the family? "


    Wang Mingren was silent and sighed: "I think I will worship the sect! But time won''t go back. There''s no regret medicine in the world. I don''t know what happened to feng''er. I hope she''s OK! "


    Ximenfeng''s accomplishments are not as good as his. He is worried that ximenfeng will encounter danger.


    "Think of yourself! If we can''t leave this ghost place, pigudan will become a pair of bones after eating. OK, go on the road! Hope to find a way out. "


    Huang Fugui stood up, patted the dust on his body and walked down the mountain.


    Wang Mingren sighed and quickly followed.


    At the foot of the mountain is a vast gray dense forest, with sparse leaves and thick trunks covered with spines.


    Before long, they disappeared into the gray forest.