Lin Qing finished reading these novels with relish while complaining. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When the lantern was first on, she put down the information, she snorted, these novel-like readings were placed in the bookstore of the present world, she was not surprised at all, she actually appeared in the Xiuxian sect, it was really incredible, it seems that Xianglinmen is indeed an eighteen-line small sect, and the place where the scriptures are hidden is not enough, and the novel is made up.

After smiling, she walked out of the reading pavilion and looked back at the majestic attic. The tall building in the night is divided into three sections, the lowest floor can be seen with bright lights, the middle floor is bathed in the night and its whole body is not visible, and the top layer is overcast, and it is not real to see, I don't know when she can get in.

Maybe the level of the first layer of the book collection is too low, and one day, accumulate more spirit stones or contributions, and go to a higher level for details, maybe you can solve the puzzle, but now you can only explore and explore by yourself.

Although this trip to the Reading Pavilion did not find the answer she wanted, but it was not for nothing, through a few days of browsing, she learned about some strange things, and also learned about the customs and customs of some places outside through the travelogue, which are all rising postures for the beginner Xiaobai.

Becoming the disciple with the lowest cultivation and the least wealth in the outer sect, she cultivated fiercely for a while.

After storing some aura, Lin Qing began to play the idea of this bead again.

It's not that she doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back, she thinks to herself that she still has to figure out what the hell is going on, otherwise, if she works hard to cultivate in the future, if this bead goes crazy from time to time to suck away her aura, then won't she work for the bead in vain?

Thinking about it more tragically, isn't it never possible to advance? It's better to go home early and sell sweet potatoes.

Think about it unwillingly, now it's only one layer of qi practice anyway, so it's just a broken jar.

She hesitated and patted the beads with some aura.

At first, the tsundere bead didn't react at all, but when the aura gradually increased, the bead that began to move motionless flew up again like last time, and then, like a greedy snake, sucked away the aura she used to tempt, and regained its calm.

What a disappointing attempt, and the loss of some of the aura!

Lin Qing wiped her sweat, fortunately, this time she didn't absorb her aura of practicing qi, and the aura of other parts of her body was also controlled by her, and the beads were not so unscrupulous.

Maybe it's such a little aura, this bead can't be looked at?

She sighed slightly, unable to understand what was going on.

In view of the fact that this bead had been dormant in her body for so long and had not caused her life, Lin Qing decided to give each other another chance.

So she didn't have much hope and mobilized her aura to get close to the bead again, and after a while, not surprisingly, this time the aura was sucked in again.

A dead horse is a live horse doctor, and she does not give up the aura of the four meridians and eight veins, and this bead is also accepted.

Too greedy! She felt so tired!

She has become a poor person completely, and this time she only has the old bottom of the spiritual cyclone in the dantian.

She decided that today's toss would end there.

Unexpectedly, life is like this, and the blows are always one after another.

After a few breaths, the bead, which had not reacted before, suddenly spun on its own. The little cyclone in the body began to selflessly offer weight loss like a hula hoop again.

Lin Qing was shocked, as if he had been struck by lightning.

What kind of broken bead is this, it's too unpraised, and it was said earlier that it had a degree, and in a blink of an eye, it slapped its face.

Now that the body really has no aura to absorb anymore, it won't suck away the remaining strength!

The pace of the bead plundering did not stop because of Lin Qing's desperate stop, and the roaring aura flowed to the bead as if it didn't want money, and I saw that the little cyclone that I had finally raised again was thinner than the small aperture last time.

Lin Qing suddenly felt a chill that penetrated the bone marrow.

She won't be sucked into a dried corpse, will she?

Thinking of this, some records of the crooked ways of the evil sect appeared one by one in the travelogues that she had read in the Reading Pavilion, and her hair stood on end.

What to do? Stop, can't stop.

Her brain hurts, she really won't die if she doesn't die.

Call you cheap, call you cheap, I don't remember to learn from the last experience! If you don't provoke this bead, you can live a few more days, at least if you die, you won't die as ugly as a dry corpse!

Just as she was about to despair, the bead suddenly paused.

Lin Qing's heart jumped with joy: Hey, is this finally choking?

Suddenly, the bead moved again.

This time, the script that God took was so twisted and unexpected.

The plot reversed too quickly, so that Lin Qing's eyes almost jumped out of his sockets.

From the beads, a mist-like aura actually escaped, and these aura spread rapidly, and after a while, they occupied the dantian.

The feeling brought by this aura was purer than the original in her body, and every cell in her body was automatically opening and absorbing.

Gradually, the aura became more and more, and it became more and more intense, and when it filled the dantian and the whole body, it was injected into the central cyclone that was so fast that only skin remained.

After a while, that cyclone was like a little thin man, and he was suddenly nourished into a big fat man, and it was still the kind with balanced nutrition.

As the beads kept turning, her cultivation method also subconsciously worked, and the central cyclone became thicker and thicker, until it almost recovered the sum of the spiritual energy she had lost several times before it could stop, but its purity was no longer the same!

All this made Lin Qing cover her head, a moment ago she thought she was going to report to the king of Hades, at this moment she has all the aura, is this all back after processing?

Is this reluctant to let the child catch the wolf?

Or is it to die and be reborn?

She almost looked up to the sky and smiled!

Before the music could be played, the central cyclone began to spin with the beads.

Heck, what's going on, is there a race to see who spins faster?

Next, she seemed to be sent to the Jinyi Guard prison of the Ming Dynasty, and she was forced to do so!

The pure aura in this cyclone began to stab her whole body, and Lin Qing only felt that her whole person was being pulled from the inside out.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts too much, it hurts so much, it hurts so badly, I can't stand it!

She grabbed the quilt next to her and stuffed it into her mouth, curled up and began to roll on the bed.

Tears poured out uncontrollably, and she could feel that her spiritual veins were gradually being broadened, but who could tell her that the cultivation level was so painful!

When practicing the first layer of qi, it is obviously very comfortable like eating ginseng fruit, why does it hurt so much if you go further!

Damn, I can't stand it!

She wanted to faint altogether, but she couldn't faint in pain, so she could only bite the quilt tightly, snot and tears on her face.

With the transformation of the body, the beads in the body continued to operate, and the aura in the dantian cyclone continued to overflow, and the bitter pain continued.

Lin Qing's face was like gold paper, biting the pillow, rolling from the bed to the ground, and the table legs were cut off by her in pain.

She whimpered on the ground.

Mom, can I bite my tongue and kill myself now?!

It seems like millions of years have passed.

In the end, he collapsed in prostration, sweating all over the ground.

The pain just ended.

More poisonous is coming!

Her skin began to itch, and the itch was like a hundred scratches on her heart, as if it was going to penetrate into the bone marrow.

A new round of tumbling begins......

……

The little yellow chicken looked at this person who was startled just now in surprise, and now he was as uncomfortable as a tumbling earthworm, and he didn't know why.

It tilted its head, and for the sake of the man who was usually nice to him, it decided to do something.

In order to show that it still existed, it jumped on the bed and spent a lot of effort trying to learn what Aunt Lin used to do, picking up the quilt and covering her, but the quilt was too heavy, so it fluttered its little short legs and pulled the quilt to the ground, only picked up the white sheet, and threw it at Lin Qing.

Lin Qing was trying to restrain the itching, and a white sheet flew from her back, covering her whole body from head to toe.

Lin Qing was itchy and angry, she wasn't dead yet, and this little yellow chicken would cover her with a white cloth and read Amen.

I don't know where the strength came from, she lifted off the sheets in one fell swoop, pulled the quilt, padded it under her, snorted her nose, shook a finger and said to the little yellow chicken: "It's all this time, you are still angry with me?!" ”

Before I could learn enough, I had another itchy attack.

When she couldn't bear it anymore and struggled to grab her face, the smallpox faces, pit faces, and ghost-painted talisman faces that she had seen on TV flashed into her mind.

Will she want to embark on the road of "ugly women should be self-reliant" in the future?

Oh no!