In the following days, the spiritual disciples were cultivating their own spiritual seedlings step by step, including Tang Zhen. This spiritual seedling is very important to Luo Fei. Since he has promised the other party, he will naturally do his best to achieve it.
After everyone's careful care, the growth of those spiritual seedlings in the nursery on the top floor was extremely gratifying.
At this point, ordinary gardeners simply cannot compare with these spiritual disciples. There is a big difference in technology and initial investment, and the spiritual weapon embryos they cultivate are naturally incomparable.
The disciples were too immersed in their work and did not realize that the atmosphere here seemed to become more gloomy than when they first arrived, especially when night came, the entire building would be surrounded by fog.
There seemed to be pairs of greedy eyes in the darkness, secretly watching these spiritual disciples and the spiritual seedlings they cultivated.
Only Tang Zhen, when he was busy, would cast his gaze towards the end of the corridor, looking at the figure passing by with a mocking smile on his lips.
Luo Fei became a completely transparent person, staying in his room every day and never going out easily.
Since he said that he would not participate in Tang Zhen's actions, there is only one deal left between the two. Luo Fei will leave here when he gets what he wants.
As for the agreement between the two, with the notarization of the Cornerstone Platform, it is impossible not to fulfill it!
Unknowingly, fruits have begun to appear on those spiritual seedlings. Because each one is a mutant spiritual seedling, these fruits are at least one-star embryos.
When fully mature, these fruits can be sold for at least tens of millions of spiritual coins.
The cultivation of spiritual seedlings has reached a critical moment, and the spiritual disciples dare not relax at all, for fear that their previous hard work will be in vain due to a moment of negligence.
Compared with the outside world, in the spirit realm, there is no need to worry about monsters attacking on a full moon night, because whenever there is a patrol team composed of spirit disciples near the city, they will clean it regularly, and ghosts and monsters will not dare to approach.
But it is precisely because of this that the vigilance of the spiritual disciples has been greatly reduced, and they have no idea that danger is approaching quietly.
Another late night came, the tired disciples had begun to rest, and the fog in the valley also fell as usual.
It's just that this time, there are more and more shaking shadows in the mist. In the past, due to the obstruction of the protective spiritual formation, they only wandered far away, but tonight they kept getting closer to the building.
Not long after, a ghost with blood all over its body and half its head missing approached the open door, and then rushed into the building excitedly.
This seemed to be a signal, causing the ghosts and monsters that followed immediately became restless and rushed into the passage one after another, as if a bloody feast was about to begin!
If any spiritual disciples saw this scene, they would definitely be shocked, because the protective spiritual formation used to defend against ghosts and monsters was closed without anyone knowing when!
At the top of the building, the man in robes who had only appeared on the previous day was looking at this scene with cold eyes, as if he had long been accustomed to it.
When the last monster entered the building, the man in the robe pressed a button and all exits to the building were closed.
From this moment on, the building became a huge prison.
Leaving the window, the man in the robe walked to a hospital bed and looked at the unconscious woman lying on the bed. A touch of tenderness flashed across his cold and numb face.
"Yurou, it won't take long for me to save enough spiritual coins to cure the disease. Then I will take you to find those powerful spiritual masters and ask them to wake you up. Then we can be together again." Got it!"
Slowly sitting on the edge of the bed, the man in the robe grabbed one of the woman's hands, his gentle and painful eyes constantly intertwined.
"I know you will blame me, be angry with me, blame me for hurting so many people.
But if I don't do this, when will I be able to collect enough spiritual coins to heal your injuries? I'm not afraid of hard work, but how long can you hold on?
The blame is that we shouldn't have been born in the spiritual realm and should not have taken the path of a spiritual master. But what's the use of regrets when things have come to this? "
When the man in the robe said this, his eyes gradually turned cold, and he said in a tone with a hint of hatred: "If I hadn't been ridiculed and rejected again and again when I took you to seek help, how would I have chosen this path?
The only thing to blame is that they didn't give us a way to live, so I didn't give them a way to live. I'm not wrong, I've never been wrong! "
When the man in the robe said this, his eyes were bloodshot and his voice became hysterical.
He didn't see that there was a crystal tear in the corner of the eye of the woman lying on the bed, sliding gently down her cheek...
The corridor on the second floor has been filled with thick fog. At the door of every room where a spiritual disciple lives, there are gloomy figures standing. They greedily suck the blood of living people floating out from the cracks in the door, and then impatiently Resistant to get into it.
A solid door is useless to these ghosts.
An intermediate spiritual disciple was lying on the bed. Although he was asleep, his brows were still furrowed, as if he was haunted by nightmares.
As he fell asleep, he felt a little chilly and subconsciously pulled the quilt.
But at this moment, a sense of crisis suddenly appeared in his heart, and he couldn't help but open his eyes.
Less than twenty centimeters away from him, a ghost was parallel to his body, greedily absorbing his blood, and its blood-red eyes were staring at him.
"Damn it!"
The intermediate spiritual disciple was frightened, and when he was about to attack, he found that his body seemed to be bound by invisible shackles, unable to move at all.
The ghost remained motionless, a trace of amusement flashed in its blood-red eyes, and its terrifying face kept getting closer to the intermediate spiritual disciple.
Once the ghost's mouth is attached to the mouth of this intermediate spiritual disciple, the essence and blood will be continuously sucked away, and in less than a minute, he will turn into a mummy!
Seeing that the ghost was getting closer and closer to him, he still could not get rid of its control. The intermediate spiritual disciple's forehead was already covered with cold sweat, and his mood became more and more desperate.
At this moment, there was a muffled sound of "Bang!", the door was kicked open, and then a red light flashed, and the ghost floating on his body screamed and disappeared instantly. Without a trace!
Like a bubble bursting, noisy sounds entered the room, and from time to time there were sounds of fighting, and it was already a mess.
"What are you still doing? Go out and help. A monster is coming in!"
After roaring, the spiritual disciple who saved people rushed out of the door, brandishing the weapon in his hand, and fought with another ghost outside the door.
The intermediate spiritual disciple calmed down his panic, took out his spiritual weapon from his pocket, and rushed out with a roar.
At this time, the second floor had turned into a battlefield, with ghosts and monsters everywhere in the mist. The disciples controlled their own spiritual weapons and continued to fight with the surrounding monsters.
"Damn it, why are there so many monsters?"
The intermediate spiritual disciple was frightened and angry. While controlling the spiritual weapon to attack the monster, he took out the dagger with the spiritual formation from his waist and kept waving it around his body.
It's just that there are too many monsters. Even if the disciples try their best to resist, they are still no match for these monsters.
"This is not the solution, we must break out of the encirclement quickly!"
A spiritual disciple shouted loudly. His body was covered with blood and his breath was very messy.
"There is no place for us to hide in this valley, and the doors and windows are all sealed, making it impossible to escape!"
The intermediate spiritual disciple was shocked. He still didn't understand that he was being plotted against, and his heart was full of grief and anger.
"Besides, there's no point running away. Monsters will chase you wherever you go!"
Another spiritual disciple fought off the monster and responded loudly.
"Have you sent out a distress signal so that the clean-up troops can deal with these monsters?"
"I've tried it, but the distress message cannot be sent to me!"
"Damn it, are we going to die here today?"
A spirit disciple let out a desperate roar, followed immediately by his screams. A monster that fell from the roof of the shed landed on his shoulders. It opened his heavenly spirit cover with its sharp claws, held his head and kept licking the white hair. Huahua’s brain!
With the death of the first spiritual disciple, the situation becomes increasingly unfavorable!
