Chapter 2

The basement is equipped with abandoned experimental instruments, with a thick layer of ash falling and a thin spider web.

Tang Zheng frowned. There was no sense of cleaning. The old witch just wanted to clean him.

In order to avoid dropping more words, he picked up the broom and swept up. An hour later, he was sweating a little and the basement was completely new.

"The Ghost Tower is just like this. It seems that it's just scaring the cowards." Tang Zheng turned away his mouth, and there was no fear.

"Boy, you are here at last!" A small voice suddenly sounded, frightening him.

"Who?" He was covered in sweat, and looked around. There was no one in sight. "I must be too nervous. I have a hallucination."

"Boy, it's hard for me to wait for you." The voice rang again.

Tang Zheng's face turned blue with a shudder. This is not an illusion. This voice is real.

"You Who is it? Don't hide, or I'll show you. " Tang Zheng's voice trembled.

People are scared to death. Though he is brave, he knows how to be afraid.

"Tianchanzi, do you want to turn over the dish now? What you think is beautiful. " Another gloomy voice sounded, just listening to this voice has a kind of creepy feeling.

"Devil, what are you going to do?"

"Hey, kill him, of course, and you'll never turn over."

"No way!"

"Gaga, I absorbed the power of Xuanyin a few years ago. In these years, I have refined completely. You are no longer my opponent. Do you think you can stop me?"

"Boy, run away!" The previous voice roared.

Tang Zheng has determined that this is not a prank. Is there a ghost? He just wanted to run away, but he found that he could not move, just like being fixed.

"Why can't I move?" Tang Zheng's eyes widened with fear.

"Ha ha, of course, I can't move. You can only see ghosts if you can move when I apply the body fixing method." The cold voice said triumphantly, "tianchanzi, I will devour his soul and cut off your last hope, Gaga."

"Devil, you are so mean!"

"Ha ha, I'm a demon. It's my nature to be mean."

"Ah!"

Tang Zheng screams, his brain is like being pricked by a needle. His headache is ten thousand times worse than usual, which makes him lose consciousness and faint in an instant.

Two divine senses penetrated Tang Zheng's brain and rushed to his deep brain. One was black and the other was blue. The black divine sense reached Tang Zheng's brain nerve center faster.

"Tianchanzi, if you fail, you will soon be spirited out of this world, Gaga." The devil grinned smugly.

Whoosh!

Black divine sense penetrated Tang Zheng's nerve center.

"Heaven is dead, so is my heaven Zen." Heaven Chan son laments.

After so many years, I finally met a xuanyang body. I thought I could use him to recover my strength and fight with the devil for life and death. I didn't expect that in the past few years, the devil had been nourished by the body of Xuanyin, and his strength had surpassed him. This time, the devil took the lead. As long as Tang Zheng died, tianchanzi would never have a chance to turn over.

"Ah! How can this happen? This kid is not xuanyang. He It turns out that Jiuyang holy body! "

Suddenly, the evil spirit roared in horror, trying to get out of Tang Zheng's central nerve, only to find a vast force of pure Yang enveloping him.

"Jiuyang holy body!" Tianchanzi couldn't help exclaiming.

Jiuyang holy body only exists in the legend, but it was met by him unexpectedly. Like xuanyang holy body, Jiuyang holy body is pure to Yang body, but Jiuyang holy body is more pure and contains powerful pure Yang force.

"Ha ha, devil, you're going to die for yourself!" Tianchanzi is excited.

The cultivation method of the devil is mainly Yin and softness, and the power of pure to Yang is his nemesis. However, he thought he could deal with the xuanyang body before entering Tang Zheng's body to kill him, so as to prevent tianchanzi from absorbing this pure Yang power.

Tianchanzi's cultivation skill is the power of Yang. If he absorbs the power of pure Yang, he will greatly increase his strength and threaten the safety of the devil.

"Tianchan son, I don't agree. How could this boy be the holy body of Jiuyang?" The devil roared with tears in his heart.

"Devil, you big devil, this is God's will. God will destroy you!" Said tianchanzi.

"Ah! I don't -- take -- "the cry stopped abruptly, everything recovered calm, the devil's divine sense was completely refined by the power of pure Yang.

Tianchanzi's divine sense dare not venture forward any more, just want to quit Tang Zheng's brain, and find a strong attraction firmly imprisoned him.

"What's the matter? Is he going to deal with me?" Tianchanzi ran into each other, but found that he could not break through the shackles at all.

"Here How could Jiuyang holy body have such great power? It's easy to come in, it's so hard to go out. ""Well, my divine sense is a little stronger." All of a sudden, tianchanzi found another strange point. It seemed that the pure Yang power did not harm him, but strengthened his divine sense.

……

Tang Zheng opened his eyes in a daze. The tingling had disappeared completely. The scene before the coma was fresh in his memory.

"Ghosts, ghosts!" He was cold, and the strange feeling made him an atheist.

"Boy, I'm not a ghost. You don't need to be afraid." The voice of tianchanzi rang.

"You Who, where are you? " Tang Zheng stammered and looked around, but he didn't find anyone.

"I'm in your mind."

“…… Brain Sea? " Tang Zheng swallowed his saliva.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you." Tianchanzi said gently, "if you don't deal with me, everything will be fine. How can I harm you?"?

Don't hurt me, but run to my head. Do you think I'm a fool? Tang Zheng said.

"You don't believe me?"

"No, I believe." Tang Zheng hasn't figured out the situation, so he decides to stabilize the other party first. Didn't he have any demons before? Why is there only one day Zen now?

"The devil is dead in your hands." Tianchanzi's words broke his mind.

"Dead in my hands?" Tang Zheng is stunned. Eh, no, how does he know what I think?

"In your mind, I know what you think. In the future, you don't need to talk to me. We can communicate with God directly." Tianchanzi explained.

"Then get out of my head quickly." Tang Zheng doesn't like the feeling of being naked in front of others.

"I can't get out." Tianchanzi said with a wry smile, "I am weak in divine sense and imprisoned by your Jiuyang holy body. Unless I recover my strength, or you are strong enough to control the pure Yang power of Jiuyang body and let me out, I can only stay in your head."

To be honest, he didn't want to come out for a while. His divine sense was fragile, which was likely to disappear. The pure Yang power of Tang Zheng could nourish his divine sense.

Tang Zheng's face turned bitter melon color. What's the matter.

"I am a man of practice thousands of years ago. I have the ability to move mountains and fill the sea. Don't worry. I will not treat you badly if I live in your brain for a while. I will teach you the method of practice, so that you can have the ability of all things."

"The method of cultivation?" Tang Zheng thought it was just a legend, but didn't think it really existed.

Since the other side can't come out for the time being, he has to accept it, and he can't help but be moved by his cultivation method.

"Of course, I will make you a strong one, a real strong one." Tianchanzi vowed that Tangzheng was the holy body of Jiuyang. If he was included in the sect, his future achievements would be limitless, and he would have the chance to return to the sect.

It turns out that he was a forsaken who was expelled from the sect. His greatest wish in his life was to return to the sect. If he had an apprentice with the holy body of Nine Yang, that would be his greatest capital to return to the sect.

"Now you take something for me first, and then I'll teach you the skill."

Tang Zheng broke a floor in the corner of the wall according to the order, revealing an ancient scroll of sheepskin inlaid in the stone, on which was written the four words "ancient scroll of Tongtian".

"What is this?"

"Good thing, you put it away first. I'll tell you later. I'll refine the blood stasis in your brain first, and then teach you skills." Tianchanzi has just explored and found that many channels and collaterals in his brain are blocked by congestion, so he has to get through to practice.

"Congestion?"

"Yes, have you ever had a brain injury before?"

Tang Zheng immediately thought of that injury half a year ago. Is it because of these congestion that he has a headache?

"Don't worry, it's just a small problem. I'll heal you, but my strength will be consumed, so I'll sleep for a while. You don't have to panic too much. I'll wake up soon."

"Thank you!" Tang Zheng's heart was touched for a while. After the injury was cured, he could return to his former peak state. He wanted to make people look down on him.

A warm feeling enveloped his brain, and he felt an unprecedented peace.

After a while, the feeling disappeared. He felt that his brain was very clear and there was no sense of chaos.

"Is that all right?" He carefully recalled the knowledge he had learned before. The knowledge flowed in like a tide, and there was no more headache.

"Well, really well!" He danced excitedly, "tianchanzi, I'm really fine."

But no one answered him, and he remembered that tianchanzi had gone to sleep.

"Tongtian ancient scroll, what on earth is this? It makes him attach so much importance to it." Tang Zheng's eyes fell on the ancient scroll of sheepskin, and the four big characters attracted him like magic.

He gently unfolded the ancient scroll of sheepskin, and an ancient text appeared in front of him. He could not help but read it