The array plate that Weixi got now was made temporarily by Ling Feiyu with the surplus materials of refining the space array. Although it's all leftovers, the effect is excellent. He estimated that the friars below the fit period could not find Vichy in the magic circle only by their own divine knowledge without the help of powerful magic weapons.

"Thank you, Mr. Ling, my wife..." Weixi thought about his zombie bride.

Ling Feiyu was not happy with the cold hum, "with your necromancer magic, find a beautiful corpse to resurrect into a zombie is not over."

"But that's not Alice."

Vicy was very sad. In fact, if he didn't have the brains to fight with Alice in the corpse pile when he was in bibotan, he might find someone close in advance and hide in time.

But who would have thought it would be his last shot with Alice.

Ling Feiyu thought about it and threw down a mask. "Take this mask and take it with you. You don't need to activate it. It can make others not notice that you are a white skin. Learn Shenzhou dialect well and pay attention to the news of the practitioners. You can see where there is a battle. You can quietly go to practice with corpses."

Weixi had a bitter look on his face. He didn't dare to go to the battlefield of Xiuzhen. There is a ceremony that white skin doesn't have for practitioners, that is to collect corpses for corpses.

Sometimes it's not even friends who collect corpses, but enemies who kill them. If it wasn't for the Yuanchen sect's fault this time, the two sects would take the initiative to collect the corpses of the people in bibotan and bury them.

This is the most basic rule, and if you do so, you can also leave a good impression in the eyes of others, which shows that they are polite people, not seeking revenge, and can't kill people.

While showing a strong force, while showing a good culture, why not.

Ling Feiyu doesn't care what this guy thinks, "if you can't be strong, you'll be useless to me. Think about it yourself!" He stamped his foot and swished away.

The whole man ran out for dozens of miles before he stopped. He could open a space channel completely, but he was afraid that there were still practitioners around to spy in the dark. His skill of rainbow was enough to frighten people in the dark, even if there was no one in the dark.

Weixi sighs with a magic disc. He really likes Alice and has a deep feeling. When Alice is killed by Ling Feiyu, Weixi even wants to die for love.

But he counseled, and he still wanted to live.

So he now has a deep sense of guilt that he betrayed his wife Alice.

"Don't worry, I live to avenge you. I will kill that cheap woman named Ling Feiyu myself!" Weixi put away the array disk and put on the mask Ling Feiyu gave him.

The mask, like a cicada, looks like a film. It is cool after sticking to the face. It is more like a moisturizing mask. After wearing it on the face, it quickly fits the skin without leaving any trace. Weixi still doesn't feel any change. However, he believes Ling Feiyu's words, and now no one can recognize him as a mean white skin.

It took Weixi three days to leave the stone forest of exile, which is a great achievement. Ordinary practitioners may be lost here for several months.

He went all the way south to a small town in the center of Beiju Luzhou. This town was built by practitioners. In addition to ordinary people, most of them were practitioners.

Vicy walked down the street, surprised to find that no one noticed his appearance. There is a cart of ordinary people almost hit him, very scared kneel down to apologize to him, in fact, did not hit.

"It's the small one who doesn't have long eyes. He accidentally bumped into the immortal master!"

Weixi is very satisfied, but his shenzhouhua level is not enough, it's easy to talk through, so he waved his hand to show that it doesn't matter. Right next to a restaurant, so many days did not eat serious things, his greedy.

Tiantianxian restaurant is the biggest restaurant in the city. There are no ordinary people coming to eat. The boss is also a practitioner. It is said that he has the strength of jiedan period, so no one has ever found fault in tiantianxian.

The shop assistants here are very interesting. They are all the nuns who build the foundation. They are all well dressed. They are light footed when serving the dishes. They also deliberately turn around the table to make the skirt fly.

Weixi found an empty seat to sit down and listened to what the practitioners nearby were talking about. There was no better place to inquire about the gossip in the realm of cultivation than a restaurant full of practitioners!

Many of them are disciples of the sect. They come here to spend some money just to see the beautiful maids.

"You don't know, Yuanchen gate is one of the leaders of Xiuzhen sect now!"

"Impossible, wind and thunder become immortals, wind and rain repair scattered immortals, plus these two, the strength of Yuanchen gate is not enough to see."

"You know a fart. Do you know what comprehensive strength is? Our ancestors deduce the secrets of heaven and say that there will be many strong people in yuanchenmen in the next few decades, and the people who will rise will be one by one!"

"My God, the Yuanchen gate has become a auspicious treasure land. If someone ascends, the heaven will bring down the treasure gas. The nourishment of the natural materials and treasures can make the people below ascend. If this cycle goes on, the Yuanchen gate is not heaven!"

"It's not that easy. The way of heaven has more than enough to make up for the loss. When Yuanchen gate grows up, they will surely suffer a lot."

This person speaks sour, is certainly envies the yuan Chen gate disciple to have this good luck.

Weixi thought that the news had nothing to do with him. He just wanted to know where there was a fight. There were a lot of bodies in the war. But what those people said next actually mentioned Ling Feiyu!

"Pull it down, now there is an immortal with great powers in Yuanchen gate! It's probably the wind, thunder and water spirit they knew in the fairyland. "

"What fairy, I haven't heard of it."

"It's like Ling, whose pronunciation is the same as the iceberg beauty in Canglang valley. Ling is not Yu." This man read the name of iceberg beauty. He didn't dare to call immortal by name.

Weixi was stunned. Ling Feiyu was at Yuanchen gate. He was the immortal in the sky! In Weixi's impression, the immortal in the mouth of the practitioner is the angel in heaven!

If you continue to listen, there will be no useful news. These people are bragging to each other when they have drunk too much. Vicy sits for a while and leaves in a hurry without any point, because he feels a strong breath coming here.

Not long after he left, the door of heaven's fresh cultivator suddenly shut up at the same time, because the divine sense of the strong oppressed the heaven's fresh restaurant. This is a monk in the late Yuan Dynasty!

The boss of tiantianxian feels that something is wrong. He runs out to see what is going on. He also has a backstage in his business here. It is estimated that the other party will not make trouble.

The boss Jia Ming laughed when he saw the people at the door. "Who should I be? It turns out that I'm elder Chen of Canglang valley. I don't know what business you have to bring your disciples to my small place."