World of Cultivation: Sixteenth soup
Eighteenth Soup
In quiet room, Zuo Mo cross-legged.
He is desperately Cultivate [Breath Breathing God], **** [Breath Breathing God]!
Damn Pu Yao!
He cursed this pervert countless times. Last night, enraged was severely suppressed. His consciousness was hit hard again, and was beaten by Pu Yao. The unrecognizable result of consciousness is painful heartache. Now, without Pu Yao's urging, he also has to desperately Cultivate [Tire Breathing God].
The Zuo Mo who calmed down wanted to cry without tears. That night, you should never go to Spirit Field. The thought of Pu Yao, the coldness and demon that can penetrate into the bone, as if the serpent was slowly drilling into his trouser legs, the involuntary fear spread throughout the body.
The suppression last night also made him deeply realize that the gap between the strengths of the two sides cannot be bridged.
A strong, perverted lunatic!
Zuo Mo already can predict that his future will be dark.
He was uneasy from the beginning. From the beginning of the Black Sea to Sword Qi, his consciousness was injured, and then to [Breath Breathing God], step by step, he became a lamb to be slaughtered under his claw without any struggle.
Poor myself, thinking that it was just a bad-tempered neighbor who lived there, but it was an evil Devils and Demons that he did not expect.
If it was just doubt before, then he is 100% sure that Pu is Devils and Demons. Who would be so evil except Devils and Demons?
Yuyou woke up, as if the chaos had begun to open, Zuo Mo opened his eyes, and gently exhaled the breath that had been turning in his body.
This mouthful of Aura is long and long. When it is spit, it condenses like an arrow.
Zuo Mo has a little peace of mind. This [Breath Breath Refining God] is really amazing. The pain of consciousness should be reduced a lot. And he can obviously feel that consciousness is gradually stabilized. Last night, Pu Yao just flicked his fingers, and consciousness of Zuo Mo was almost broken.
[Tire Breathing God] I do n’t know where it came from. The language is obscure. The syntax used is very different from the Jade Scroll that Zuo Mo bought. He took a lot of effort to understand the first one.
He didn't want to ask Pu Yao in the past, and the lessons of blood and tears told him that if he wanted to take advantage of that hand, just wait to be killed.
The first one is called "The God of Stabilization", which talks about how to enter Ding'an and stabilize consciousness.
This is exactly what Zuo Mo needs most now. Continuous injuries. His consciousness is almost fragmented. If it is not repaired, he is likely to fall into madness. As far as Pu Yao is concerned, it means that you can complete a complete fetal rate.
Fetal Breath is the core and the most basic Cultivate method of "Breath Breathing God", and it is also a breathing and breathing method that Zuo Mo has not even heard of. It is said that it originates from the breathing of humans during the fetus. It does not breathe through the nose and mouth, but requires the use of whole-body pores, turning the gas into silk, inhaling it a little, and dispersing it into the body. Hundreds of tiny airflows circulate in the body, pool, and then spit out from the mouth and nose.
The points around the body are like the stars of the universe, countless, with the mouth and nose being the largest, followed by the body points, the most are those tiny holes that are invisible and spread throughout the body.
Zuo Mo is curious, how did the predecessors who created this set of minds think of such an incredible method. Sure enough, things gather together like Pu Yao, the psychoanalyst thrown by the perverted lunatic, like him.
He hasn't been able to complete a full birth rate.
Pu Yao's words are not intimidating words. In the past few days, he still uses his mouth and nose to breathe. In any case, he stabilizes the consciousness first. consciousness is not stable, and it is enough to lose Zuo Mo's life simply from time to time.
However, when Zuo Mo consciousness stabilizes a little, he has to face a question, how to complete a birth rate. Breath is a sign of getting started with "Breath Breathing God".
The three-month period is like a cloud covering his mind.
Think of the crazy light shining in Pu Yao's eyes when talking about torture. Zuo Mo is pretty sure, if you really do not reach the end of your life within three months and face a bloodline thrust, Pu Yao will appreciate the painful scene.
A miserable life!
Zuo Mo Gritted his teeth and cursed the **** repeatedly in his heart, burning in anger.
Suddenly, a message beside Sound Tablet caught his attention.
"Following the rise in Spirit Grain prices last month, the price of Spirit Grain increased again this month, and the demand for High Grade Spirit Grain increased greatly, which also led to the rise in the price of low Rank Spirit Grain ..."
He's a thriller, the price of Spirit Grain goes up! This is undoubtedly the best news he has heard these days.
Pu Yao suddenly popped up: "It's funny."
Zuo Mo was dumbfounded, it took a long time to react, pointing at Pu Yao incoherent: "How can you run out?"
Pu Yao blinked his crimson right eye: "Why can't I run out?"
"Aren't you only at Sea of Consciousness?" Zuo Mo asked blankly.
"Who told you?" Pu Yao asked with a strange look on his face.
Zuo Mo is speechless, but I can't help but lament in my heart. It seems that I don't even have the last chip. It turns out that people can really move ...
Pu Yao listened for a while and yawned: "Well, it seems to be fighting."
"Fight?" Zuo Mo is unknown.
Pu Yao didn't explain. He took Sound Tablet into his hands and said lightly: "This thing was given to me." Before the voice fell, people disappeared with Sound Tablet.
"Dead Lady!" Zuo Mo's roar echoed in the empty courtyard.
At this moment, suddenly he heard someone knock on the door.
Zuo Mo is weird, who is it? Usually no one will come to him. Ran over and opened the door, Xiao Guo stood pitifully outside the door.
Holding a clay pot in her hand, she saw Zuo Mo, her body flinched back suddenly, and she shouted timidly: "Senior Brother."
"What's the problem?" Zuo Mo couldn't say a good word about this little trouble. For some reason, every time he saw the timid expression on Xiao Guo's face, he could not control his tone.
"No!" Xiao Guo shook his head like a rattle and hurriedly distinguished: "Xiao Guo is here to send something to Senior Brother. Last time Senior Brother helped Xiao Guo, Xiao Guo has not yet thanked Senior Brother."
Speaking, her mouth was flattened, the fog rose in her eyes, and she cried with a cry: "Xiao Guo doesn't have Crystal Stone ..."
When it looks wrong, Zuo Mo shouts quickly: "Stop!"
Xiao Guo was frightened and shrank backwards, but the cry disappeared immediately.
She put the clay pot be careful in front of Zuo Mo, and then jumped back like a rabbit. She took a timid look at Zuo Mo and summoned her courage: "This is the soup boiled by Xiao Guo, Senior Brother ... Senior Brother, take a sip, just take a sip ..."
Before she finished speaking, she spoke incoherently, her face was so anxious that she almost bleeds, and she couldn't help but turned her face away and ran away.
After running dozens of steps away, she suddenly stopped, hesitated, and turned around and shouted: "Senior Brother, if it really doesn't taste good, you ... just pour it ..."
Zuo Mo watched Xiao Guo disappear, then glanced at the clay pot in front of the heel, and leaned over to pick it up.
The soup is still warm.
Holding the pot and taking a sip, the soup is very thick and fragrant.
"It tastes good." Zuo Mo said to himself, groaned and drank for a while, turned around and prepared to carry the empty can back to the room.
Pu Yao suddenly popped up, Scarlet, like a snake's tongue, couldn't help licking his lips, staring in the direction where Xiao Guo disappeared: "What a tender young girl."
Zuo Mo looked at him suddenly.
Pu Yao turned his handsome face. At this moment, he looked like a terrible cat, and the crimson eyes flashed: "Good luck, this little girl's meat must be very tender and delicious."
Zuo Mo was furious, and raised his hand to the empty can with his right hand to Pu Yao.
Bang, the earthen jar is torn apart, and the pieces are scattered.
"Go!"
Thousand Feathers Luck Boat is moored in the void.
Li Xian'er stared at the green moon star outside the window, his delicate brows frowned: "It seems to have been run away by that little demon. Uncle Chi Ye, did you answer the letter?"
Chi Ye Daoist Spiritual Master shook his head: "Young Lady, Devil Refining Pagoda repressed Devils and Demons is afraid of no less than thousands of years old, no way to examine. Most of them were in the battle of 3,000 years, captured by their predecessors with superb power. Most of these Devils and Demons It ’s a man of magical power, it is difficult to kill, so I suppress it under Devil Refining Pagoda in order to slowly refining. I never expected that these Devils and Demons, tenacious Ruosi, three thousand years of refining, there are still survivors! "
Li Xian'er shows his fascination: "Three thousand years ago, this door was so powerful!"
Chi Ye Daoist Spiritual Master said arbitrarily: "In addition to this door, three thousand years ago, the factions of the Cultivator community were far stronger than today. One hundred thousand Devils and Demons coalition forces were also wiped out by their predecessors. Also in this battle of Correct, Cultivator Lay today's status. "
A pity was immediately revealed: "However, Devils and Demons was almost completely wiped out, but Cultivator was also badly injured that year, and expert was one in ten. Many schools fell down in that battle, and countless mental methods have been lost since then. Three thousand years have passed. The Cultivator world still can't resume the grand situation of that year. However, compared to us, Devils and Demons has been hit harder. In these years, do you think they have breakthrough and Bloody Sky world? "
Li Xian'er listened to her, although it was all the history she knew, but every time she listened, she still fascinated.
"Grandpa told me to go back." She pursed her mouth, reluctantly: "It was so easy to catch a chance, but it didn't take long before I urged people to go back. Didn't the little demon haven't caught it yet? I have to wait until I catch the little demon before going back. "
Chi Ye Daoist Spiritual Master saw her innocent face, a flash of coquettishness can't help flashing, but still advised: "Young Lady, Sect Master urge Young Lady to go back, it is estimated that something is wrong."
"What can happen?" she snorted softly. "It is estimated that another martial arts hero is here. Grandpa has been very keen on those Sword Cultivator recently. People hate Sword Cultivator the most and are arrogant."
Chi Ye Daoist Spiritual Master laughed: "Did Young Lady have fun with an Sword Cultivator a few days ago?"
"The funny stupid you said, who said he was Sword Cultivator?" Li Xian'er was unconvinced.
"Tianyuejie is the site of Sword Cultivator. Nine of the ten people here are Sword Cultivator."
"Maybe he's the one." Li Xian'er argued, she suddenly showed a distressed expression: "Going back, I can't use Xiaoqianhe, and finally found an interesting person and had no time to play. "
Chi Ye Daoist Spiritual Master couldn't bear to see her face: "If Young Lady likes it, if I set up a Transmission Formation in Tianyuejie and send my disciples to stay, Young Lady's Qianyinhe can be transmitted from Transmission Formation. As long as it comes Qian Yinhe will find him. "
Li Xian'er rejoices: "Uncle Chi Ye is the best! Hee hee, he thinks that paper crane of Xian'er is an ordinary little Chizuru."
Chi Ye Daoist Spiritual Master is always comforting, and laughs: "The Young Lady created a thousand-headed crane, and the elders in the door are also impressed."
Li Xian'er pouts proudly: "That's it!"