"It didn't disappear. The restriction didn't disappear. How did Yang Zhen and Jianmao do it?"

"Have you noticed that whether it's Yang Zhen and the mean cat or the big rooster, there is a pattern in their movements. Maybe there is some kind of mathematical change on these stone steps, and there are no restrictions on some of them."

"This brother has made very careful observations. Have you figured out any patterns?"

"I... I'm studying it. The changes in numerology are very complicated. It may take some time."

"Damn it, why do I feel like they are just running around aimlessly?"

…

A group of people looked at each other, hesitantly, with more and more horrified expressions on their faces.

A man and a cat were chasing the rooster everywhere, skipping almost every place on the stone steps. Obviously, there was no such thing as numerology, otherwise how could they have skipped everything? Hua Youyue came to the bottom of the stone steps, looking around, with a look of surprise in her eyes, watching Yang Zhen and the mean cat chasing the rooster everywhere, not only in a mess, but also screaming strangely, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and at the same time, a trace of sadness flashed in the depths of her eyes.

“It’s not tasty!”

After chasing for a while, the big rooster just kept repeating these three words. There was no trace of his arrogance at all. The feathers on his body became messy, and his bright red comb was crooked and looked extremely miserable.

"If you say it's not delicious, then it's not delicious. Let me tell you, even a pile of shit can become delicious in your hands!"

"Disgusting!" The big rooster squinted at the bitch cat and said angrily, "Asshole!"

"Oh, you dare to curse, don't let me catch you, otherwise I will use boiling water to scald you when I pluck your hair."

Yang Zhen grabbed the rooster and made it flap its wings to dodge. "Stop talking nonsense and catch this bastard. He runs pretty fast."

The hair on the rooster's neck stood up when he heard that. He ran very fast with his two legs and wings, and cried out strangely, "It's not tasty. Ling Dian, I'll tell you the solution!"

"Um?"

Yang Zhen was stunned, grabbed the cat's tail, dragged it back, stared at the big rooster and asked: "Do you know how to reach the top of the spirit world?"

Seeing that Yang Zhen and the mean cat finally stopped scratching, the big rooster stopped and slowly tidied up his feathers, and said proudly, "Yes!"

"Damn it, you are so arrogant, I'll beat you up first!" Yang Zhen threw the mean cat towards the big rooster, and the big rooster was so scared that it flew up and scratched the mean cat. The mean cat screamed in pain: "Damn it, kid, you are so wicked."

Yang Zhen was furious, pointing at the bitch cat and said, "It was the slutty chicken who scratched me, what the hell does it have to do with me?"

At this time, Hua Youyue suddenly said softly: "Yang Zhen, wait a moment!"

Yang Zhen was stunned, turned to look at Hua Youyue and asked, "What's the matter?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Zhen suddenly moved, leaving a series of phantoms on the spot, and his body was as fast as lightning, pouncing towards the big rooster.

The big rooster was so frightened that it let out a strange cry, its tongue stuck out, and it quickly jumped away, but it was too late. Yang Zhen grabbed it by the tail and lifted it upside down.

The mean cat laughed loudly and kicked the big rooster in the ass: "Run, run if you can, and then I'll pluck all your hair out."

The big rooster flapped its wings and started punching and kicking the mean cat, leaving Yang Zhen dumbfounded.

This flashy and frivolous guy is so scary when he goes crazy that he even ruffled the cat's fur on its face.

What made Yang Zhen most depressed was that the bastard Bian Mao seemed to be unable to beat this slutty chicken.

"Hmph, I don't care about a little chicken like you." The defeated cat had a look of disdain on his face. Like a victorious general, he walked to the side with his head held high, staring at the big rooster viciously and drooling.

"It's not delicious!" The big rooster was furious and glared at Yang Zhen. Even though he was being held by Yang Zhen, he was still leisurely combing his messy hair, showing his good habit of not messing up his hair even if his head was cut off.

Hua Youyue looked at the big rooster in surprise and said, "That man has awakened. With him here, we can't reach the top of the spirit peak."

Yang Zhen asked curiously: "Who? Who woke up?"

At this time, Hongluan Spirit Girl also came over, took a curious look at the big rooster, and said, "In the Xumi Mountain, on the way to the Spirit Peak, there is a ghost crossing stream. There is only one road that can pass through. Most of the time, there is no danger, but there is a wooden house there. There is a sealer inside, who calls himself Ziwei Tianzun. As long as he wakes up, no one can pass through."

"Ziwei Tianzun?"

Yang Zhen was shocked when he heard the name, then he thought about it and the only Ziwei he was familiar with was a princess in a TV series and a legendary emperor-level figure.

It is impossible for a princess to come here, and it is impossible for the emperor to lower himself to call himself the Heavenly Lord. Thinking of this, Yang Zhen felt relieved. It seemed that this Ziwei Heavenly Lord was just a coincidence of names.

Hua Youyue glanced at Hongluan Spirit Girl, nodded, and explained softly, "On the way here, you should have heard that roar. Just this roar pushed Lin Tianli back a hundred feet, and he vomited blood."

Yang Zhen exclaimed, looked at Lin Tianli's body lying on the stone steps, and said, "No wonder this bastard didn't go to Ling Peak, but came here to snatch a chicken from you."

"Golden Crow!"

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

The big rooster, who was being held in Yang Zhen's hand and was still tidying up his fur, made a serious correction, but was slapped in the face by Yang Zhen. With an angry look on his face, he tidied up his fur again, which had been messed up by Yang Zhen.

"Just one shout can make Lin Tianli vomit blood. This Ziwei Tianzun seems to be very powerful."

Hua Youyue and Hongluan Lingnu looked at each other. Hongluan Lingnu smiled bitterly and said, "More than powerful, it is said that Ziwei Tianzun only has a trace of consciousness sealed in the wooden house."

"What?" Yang Zhen was startled. His hands trembled, and the golden feathers that the big rooster had finally held down trembled again.

A trace of spiritual power is so awesome, there is no point in climbing to the top of the spiritual world, everyone should just go back to their own homes and find their own mothers.

Hua Youyue smiled and said softly to Yang Zhen: "That's why I asked you to wait a while and see what this golden...rooster can do."

"Golden Crow!"

The big rooster rolled its eyes at Hua Youyue, and its neck magically twisted into a circle, with its body hanging, but its fancy head was straightened. No matter how you looked at it, it looked like a showy and arrogant guy.

Yang Zhen picked up the big rooster, stared into its eyes and said, "Saucy rooster, tell me, how do you deal with that so-called Heavenly Lord?"

The big rooster glanced: "Delusion!"

"Damn it, kid, let it go. I'm going to slap it to death. It's so showy." The mean cat had just finished tidying up the hair on his face when he saw the arrogant look of the big rooster. He immediately became furious and pointed at the big rooster as if he was going to fight to the death.

…

At the same time, in the Spiritual Road, a group of young people with an ancient aura came to the side of the Destiny Spring. One of them was a foreign woman in a white snow-white coat, and she was stunned and asked in a low voice, "Where is the Destiny Spring?"

A young man next to him, also wearing a long snow-white fur coat, frowned and said, "Spirit girl, we are here to break the magic gate formation. You can ask about the Destiny Spring later."

The foreign woman nodded and said, "Areda, go find a monk and ask why the Destiny Spring disappeared and who destroyed it."

In the crowd, a thin young man nodded, and his figure gradually faded away and disappeared.

(End of this chapter)