Chapter 121: Star Feather Robe, Curse Borrowing Body Technique

After returning to his residence in the ancient capital, Zhang Chenran fell asleep.

  This experience was unprecedentedly thrilling and tiring.

  He slept until dawn.

  The morning sun shone on his face, and Zhang Chenran felt an inexplicable tiredness again.

  "I'm still so sleepy. I must rest during the day next time."

  Zhang Chenran rubbed his eyes, and saw Manjushage tidying up the room in his hazy vision.

  He smirked and used his virtual claws to grab the defenseless Manjushage and hold her in his arms.

  "Ah~~~"

  Manjushage whimpered, looking inexplicably flustered, and wanted to get up and break free from his arms.

  "Shahua, you have become so disobedient now?"

  Zhang Chenran pinched her face, and then kissed her hard on the face.

  Xiaohua, who was held in his arms, shook her head. She was about to explain when a ghostly figure floated in from the hall.

  The flame witch with black flames on her body stared blankly at Zhang Chenran and the red spider lily lying in his arms.

  If it weren't for the fact that she was a dark creature, Manjushahua would have blushed. She buried her head in Zhang Chenran's arms and didn't dare to look up. Zhang

  Chenran's face, which had been teasing Manjushahua, suddenly froze, and he instantly understood why Xiaohua had struggled just now.

  The man, the flower, and the demon did not move, only the black flames on the flame witch's body were still floating irregularly.

  After a few breaths.

  The flame witch came back to her senses, she glanced at him with a strange look, and then slowly floated out of the room.

  "It's all your fault, why didn't you tell me earlier?" Zhang Chenran glared at the little flower in his arms fiercely. Manjushahua

  looked aggrieved, and this could be blamed on her. It was obviously unreasonable that the king didn't give her a chance to explain!

  Zhang Chenran, who was in a 'rage', didn't care about these.

  After he stretched out his claws to punish Manjushahua in his arms, Manjushahua tiredly returned to the shadow.

  "Not bad, you have endured for so long without making any sound." Youlan smiled and surrounded her.

  Manjushahua, with an expressionless face, rarely showed an "angry" look at her, all because she listened to the ghost's instigation and got punished by the king!

  Youlan slowly floated behind Manjushahua and stuck to her jade back, smiling:

  "Don't look at me like that, the king punished you in that way because he values ​​you and likes you, and don't you enjoy it?"

  Manjushahua pursed her lips and did not refute.

  "So, when are you going to give me your body to play with? I want to experience it too!" Youlan teased.

  Hearing this, Manjushahua's face instantly turned cold.

  This ghost has been coveting her body for a long time, always thinking of using her body to do bad things!

  ...…

  "Why can't the Star Language Sky Tree produce new Fire Tribulation Fruits?" Zhang Chenran asked curiously.

  "Ling~~~"

  "The Star Language Tree's source is insufficient and it can no longer produce new Fire Tribulation Fruits? Then has the inheritance of Lady Yan been completely cut off?"

  "Ling~~~"

  "The fire of heavenly tribulation will no longer fall, and the Star Language Tree will gradually dry up..."

  "Unless there is another existence like the Star Language Tree, Lady Yan will not appear again..."

  "If the seeds of the Star Language Tree are dug out and planted in a place with rich fire elements, is it possible to revive the Star Language Tree again?"

  "There are almost no areas and items that can replace the source energy of the Star Language Tree? Is that so?"

  "Find a time to dig out the seeds of the Star Language Tree. After all, there is still hope for it to be revived again."

  "Ling~~~"

  The Flame Witch expressed her gratitude to him.

  Although it is almost impossible to find the source energy that can replace the Star Language Tree, as long as he has this intention, it is enough.

  "There is still something to deal with."

  Zhang Chenran pulled the Flame Witch out of the house, and then took out four bronze nails from the shadow to station a square area.

  A strange magnetic field was formed in the square area.

  Even though it was daytime, the strange death energy contained in the magnetic field could still be felt.

  A soul remnant was thrown out from the shadow behind Zhang Chenran and thrown into the magnetic field in front.

  "I, I'm not dead yet?"

  Freed from the shackles of the shadow world, the soul voice emitted by the soul remnant resounded in the minds of Zhang Chenran and the flame witch.

  The former looked at the soul indifferently, and the latter was stunned, her eyes full of confusion.

  The remnant soul came back to her senses from the joy, and she saw Zhang Chenran and the flame witch in front of her.

  "Yes, it's you!" The sharp soul voice sounded again in her mind.

  Seeing that the flame witch was not dead and was reborn, the ghost woman was puzzled.

  But soon, she calmed down:

  "Boy, you didn't kill me because you must have something to ask me for help, Jiang Feng, I know I was sorry for you before, but as long as..."

  "Don't get me wrong, I didn't kill you because I wanted to kill you again. You are still useful, but that will be after you die."

  Zhang Chenran interrupted her naive thoughts.

  Four huge ghosts emerged from the shadow behind him, and they landed on the four bronze nails respectively.

  The four ghost officials infused the bronze nails with ghostly death energy, making the death energy in the magnetic field dozens of times thicker.

  The ghost woman was stunned at first, and then she realized that she seemed to be trapped in a special field.

  This field is specifically for suppressing souls, and she cannot escape even if she spends all her strength.

  And the four ghost officials, they strengthened the death energy in the field, and the thick and huge death energy swept towards her and swallowed her!

  The ghost woman's soul was infected by the death energy, and her soul was gradually tampered with!

  It won't be long before she will become a ghost!

  The ghost woman finally realized the seriousness of the matter, and she begged for mercy in panic:

  "No, no! Jiang Feng, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, I know you are very kind, you don't want to see me become a lonely ghost, right? Forgive me! I ah ah ah!!!" The

  ghost woman's soul roar like an evil ghost echoed in her mind.

  Zhang Chenran was indifferent to this, as for the flame witch

  Although she was kindhearted, she had been deceived and hurt by the ghost woman and did not speak. She just watched the ghost woman turn into a ghost.

  About seven minutes later.

  A wisp of black smoke rose in the magnetic field, and the ghost woman's hideous face could be vaguely seen in the soul smoke.

  The four ghost officials present heard the king's order in their minds, and they killed the ghost woman who had turned into an evil ghost without hesitation. The

  ghost woman whose soul was transformed into a ghost by the bronze nail, her breath was a little weaker than that of ordinary ghost officials.

  Facing four powerful ghost officials, she could not resist at all, and could only let them ravage her at will!

  When she was dying, the four ghost officials suddenly stopped.

  "You come." Zhang Chenran looked at the flame witch beside him.     The latter was stunned, and then slowly floated forward.

  The flame witch raised her arms, and darkness and fire were pulled and gathered between her hands.

  The power of darkness and fire filled her with endless anger!

  She had been calculated, hurt, and deceived by the ghost woman, and finally she was able to kill her!

  The black flame descended, and the evil ghost transformed by the ghost woman let out a painful soul roar.

  This black flame could actually burn the evil ghost as a soul, and the "ghost woman" was full of despair!

  The flame witch was still deliberately controlling the speed of the black flame burning, slowly torturing her, making her death more painful! The

  kind-hearted flame witch saved the ghost woman, but the latter was not only ungrateful, but also replaced Jiang Feng's identity and used Chen Ying to lay out the plan.

  Even the flame witch hated her to the bone!

  The black flame represented her inner anger, and the inner anger was constantly venting!

  When the black flame burned the ghost woman to ashes, the flame witch did not show the pleasure of revenge, but pulled out a bitter smile.

  Zhang Chenran's mouth curled up slightly. He walked forward and held the hand of the Fire Witch, saying:

  "You treat others well, but others may not treat you well. Sometimes kindness is not a good thing. You should understand this now."

  The Fire Witch nodded slightly. She lowered her eyes and seemed to have thought everything through.

  At this time, a familiar cell phone ringtone sounded .

  "Hello! Monkey?"

  "Brother Chen, do you have time?"

  "Tell me what's the matter."

  "It's not a big deal. Someone just wants to see you." Zhang Xiaohou on the other end of the phone hesitated.

  "Who?" Zhang Chenran was puzzled.

  "Chief Instructor."

  "Chief Instructor? Why did he look for me?"

  "Yesterday, the chief instructor called and asked me why I had been away from the military region for so long. I told him about our experiences and accidentally let out your third system, Brother Chen."

  "So why did he look for me?"

  "I don't know. After he heard that your third system was the curse system, he asked me to call you a few days later and asked you to go to Nanling to find him."

  Several big question marks appeared in Zhang Chenran's mind:

  "How did you know that my third system was the curse system?"

  "Brother Chen, have you forgotten? Xinxia had already woken up when you killed the ghost woman, and she told us the story." Zhang Xiaohou explained.

  Zhang Chenran hesitated for a moment and continued to ask:

  "She only said this?"

  "Well, Brother Chen, is it possible that you are hiding something that no one knows about?" Zhang Xiaohou said suspiciously.

  There are so many things you don't know. Zhang Chenran ignored his question and said unhappily:

  "I just returned to the ancient capital not long ago, and the chief instructor is in Nanling. It's so far away, why doesn't he fly over himself?"

  "Brother Chen, I still think it's better for you to go. The chief instructor said that he asked you to go over with a heavy tone." Zhang Xiaohou's tone was a little lower when he said this.

  "Okay, I'll go."

  ...

  Although he was a little reluctant, he still embarked on the road back to his hometown.

  The ancient capital academy is now on vacation, and the credit ranking list has been closed. It doesn't matter if he spends a day.

  Sitting on the express train to the south, looking at the green hills nearby and the rolling mountains in the distance.

  Zhang Chenran couldn't help but think of the time when he just left Bocheng.

  Most of the residents of Bocheng have moved away, and he is one of them.

  Now Bocheng has become a military fortress in the south, and there is less life.

  After Zhang Chenran arrived in Bocheng, an officer who had been waiting for a long time came to lead him to the military office.

  Looking at the familiar tall figure, Zhang Chenran couldn't help but smile:

  "Chief Instructor!"

  "Stinky boy, it's only been a few years since we last met, and you can already stand on your own!" Zhan Kong scolded with a smile.

  "Super-level?" Zhang Chenran was surprised.

  The aura and breath of the chief instructor in front of him were many times stronger than the last one he saw a few years ago.

  "It just happened not long ago." Zhan Kong waved his hand.

  "I was thinking of beating you up after I broke through to a high level, but now it seems that I've forgotten it." Zhang Chenran muttered in a low voice, and then asked:

  "I just returned to the ancient capital and you called me to Nanling. What's the emergency?"

  "Do you remember the magic tool I owe you?" Zhan Kong asked him back.

  Zhang Chenran was stunned, and then said with some disdain:

  "I remember, but forget about magic tools. It's not worth much money when you take it out of your hands."

  "Stinky boy, do you know how much this thing of mine is worth at an auction? Several hundred million! At least several hundred million!" Zhan Kong broke through his defense instantly and almost stood up excitedly.

  "I don't believe it!" Zhang Chenran curled his lips.

  Zhankong resisted the urge to beat him up, took out a small box from somewhere, and walked out with it:

  "Follow me!"

  ... ...

  The two came to the training square.

  Under Zhang Chenran's puzzled gaze, Zhankong opened the small box and took out a piece of armor from it.

  The armor was not stained with any stains and was well preserved, but the traces of battle on the armor were very conspicuous.

  Zhankong looked at it, and memories appeared in his eyes.

  "Boy, have you heard of the curse and soul sealing?" Zhankong did not turn around, his eyes were still on the armor.

  "Seal the soul? Isn't that the method of the necromancer?" Zhang Chenran asked in confusion.

  "Hehe, boy, you still have a lot to learn. The curse and soul sealing is not really to seal the soul, but to use the murderous aura of the curse to calm the soul, so that the soul will be afraid of you, so as to achieve a similar effect to the soul sealing." Zhankong said slowly.

  "Chief Instructor, do you understand the curse system and you are teaching me here?" Zhang Chenran expressed disdain.

  Zhan Kong was so angry that he laughed:

  "In that generation, the chief instructor's curse system dared to say it was second, and no one dared to say it was first."

  When did you have a curse system? Don't brag like this. Zhang Chenran first complained in his heart, and then thought about it.

  Zhan Kong was a high-level mage before, and the magic system he showed was only wind and fire, and the third system seemed to have never been shown.

  Could it be...

  Zhan Kong stood up and handed him the armor in his hand:

  "Put it on!"

  After taking the armor, Zhang Chenran's eyes flashed with doubt, and then he put it on.

  The armor was a few sizes larger than his body, just in line with the body size of the chief instructor in front of him.

  After the soul mark was entered, the armor shrank to a size suitable for his body.

  Zhang Chenran looked at the armor.

  Its material is very special, but its defense is not very strong, and it does not have any special offensive means. Instead, it is more like a container?

  "Chief instructor, this is the magic tool you said is worth hundreds of millions? I feel that a few million is too high, right?" Zhang Chenran complained.

  Zhan Kong took out a ghost vessel and said:

  "The armor on you is called the Star Feather Robe. Well, this is the name I gave it."

  "Its original name is the Borrowing Body Armor Robe, which is a necessary medium for completing a curse method called 'Cursed Borrowing Body Technique'."

  "You have to remember every word I say next!"