"And...my spiritual treasure, hahahaha, you saw it!" By the time he said the second half of the sentence, Wuji had already been put into it. No spiritual power was needed to use the fairy treasure. Zhui'er had lost all his cultivation at this moment.

, was not sure whether he could use this Qiankun Bag, so he coaxed Wuji into making full preparations.

"Can you hear me?" Zhui'er tried his best to mobilize his spiritual consciousness to check the situation in the Qiankun Bag. Divine consciousness is soul breath, and mortals also have it, but it is weaker. Monks can cultivate their spiritual consciousness to become stronger, and they can still

It can be supplemented by spiritual power to produce many wonderful functions. Naturally, these many wonderful functions cannot be used when the cultivation level is lost. However, the spiritual consciousness originally accompanies the two souls to swim outside the body. When the spiritual power is not condensed, they are scattered around the body.

In addition, this is the reason why immortal treasures can be used without any cultivation.

As his mind wandered, Zhui'er could clearly see the situation inside the Qiankun Bag. He saw Wuji's terrified look and heard Wuji's shouts.

"Where is this? What's going on? Tell me clearly!"

"Can you hear me?" Zhui'er asked again. He usually speaks spiritually, but now that he has lost his cultivation, I don't know if he can convey these words just by spreading his spiritual consciousness.

"Hear, tell me what method you are using." Wuji originally wanted to get the ink heart awl hanging in the air first, but in order to reassure Zhui'er, he stopped and used it against Zhui'er.

Without using the spirit treasure, the most important thing was to ask what was going on. The only thing that made him feel safer was that his cultivation level had recovered.

"Hahaha, you bastard, now you're in my hands, haha... hiss..." Zhui'er grinned in pain halfway through his laughter. The pain from his broken bone made him curse angrily, "Son of a bitch."

!You broke my bones, I must kill you!"

Without saying a word, Wuji flew up and took the Mo Xin Cone in his hand. He heard that this boy would not let him go lightly. After taking the Mo Xin Cone, he stared at the water hundreds of feet away.

Tingjian.
Chapter completed!