In an instant, Jin Qiaoyun's slightly plump body became thinner, and her loose skin quickly tightened, becoming ruddy and shiny, and her expression changed greatly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"No, King Daming...... Yes? Jin Qiaoyun was in a hurry when he heard this, but he felt that his body was suddenly light, and he screamed in his heart, "In this way, you will lose your mana quickly!" Quick, fast ......" Jin Qiaoyun's appearance was fifteen years younger in just a few seconds, and she was a twenty-three or four-year-old young woman with a beautiful charm.

Jin Qiaoyun threw himself on the side of Zhu Cizhuo's Dharma bed, and took out the two bottles of pure water from under his raincoat and clothes. While twisting the lid, he hurriedly said: "Quickly cast a spell, let these waters become holy water that can cure all diseases, those plague, leprosy, and asthma are the most terrible ......" Jin Qiaoyun was a little angry at Zhu Cizhuo's ignorant behavior.

"Oh...... Will I lose my mana? Zhu Cizhuo asked suspiciously, seeing that Jin Qiaoyun was not happy but pale after becoming younger, and he was also a little nervous.

"Now that King Daming has a physical body, his mana has been reduced a lot, and doing this kind of unconventional thing consumes the most limited mana. Why don't you even understand this? Jin Qiaoyun was completely out of shape at this time, and he was not polite at all, and asked anxiously, "Can you cast these spells that violate the family in other places?" "For a whole pillar of incense, Jin Qiaoyun was really worried that Zhu Cizhuo would lose his mana because of this.

Zhu Cizhuo felt bitter when he heard this, and muttered in his heart, "How can you know if you haven't tried it on a beauty?" But he didn't dare to hesitate in his hands, it was not impossible to turn pure water into divine water, but Zhu Cizhuo had more important things to do.

After nearly two hours of experimentation, Zhu Cizhuo found that he could really see the sky with his hands and eyes, not only could he pull out many rain clouds in the Pacific Ocean to Beijing and North China, but he could also "borrow" artifacts from the other world, but he didn't know what to take back for a while.

At the first time, he thought of the "Qiankun bag" containing silver, which could make the guns and ammunition around him smaller and hang it on his belt lightly, and of course he had to "pick up" some silver back for flowers.

Soon, an inconspicuous celestial silk bag flew quickly from the ethereal spirit, and Zhu Cizhuo used his spiritual sense to find the gold and silver buried in the cemetery of a wealthy family, and twelve flat boxes of general size came out of the soil and drilled into the bag. Two were filled with waist gold, and ten were filled with waist silver, and it was estimated that there were always five thousand taels of silver and one thousand taels of gold, which was about ten thousand taels of silver.

Then he found a luxury carriage with horses, and looked for two sets of ancient war equipment loaded with armor, ancient swords, scimitars, vajra pestles, three-pronged halberds, horned bows, bows and crossbows, dendrobiums, leather xiang, and long ropes, one black and one red, two mounts, four white horses pulling the cart, gold, silver, porcelain, jade tableware, wine utensils, tea sets, etc., and wanted to use these things to cover up Zhu Cizhuo's greed.

It took nearly an hour for Zhu Cizhuo to find these things, and he gradually felt that his mana was exhausted before he concentrated on casting spells on two bottles of pure water, and he knew a little in his heart that his greed was exhausting the almighty mana. The more Zhu Cizhuo thought about it, the more worried he was about the serious consequences of violating the rules of heaven, and made a vow while casting a spell that he would never do it again in the future, hoping that God would not destroy the property he had just chosen. I also hope that he can continue to have the divine power to cure diseases and eliminate disasters and call for wind and rain for the people, and I also hope that he can also regularly communicate with the emperor in his dreams, so as to ensure that the Ming Dynasty and the people live and work in peace and contentment.

In the thunderclap of the moment, Zhu Cizhuo finished casting the spell, sweating profusely but closing his eyes but could perceive everything around him, and the rich fragrance filled the cave. In front of him were two bottles of water, sitting cross-legged on the left side, Jin Qiaoyun took off his black robe, shorts wrapped around his chest and half-naked with a delicate and tender white body, and his eyes were closed like Zhu Cizhuo, and he was sweating all over his body.

Jin Qiaoyun smiled lightly and showed satisfaction and serenity on her face, Zhu Cizhuo knew that she was absorbing the mana lost due to her ignorance, and less than ten percent of the mana she gained was all converted into Jin Qiaoyun's exclusive witchcraft.

Zhu Cizhuo knew that he had lost eighty percent of his mana because of greed, and the little mana he had left would gradually dissipate within a few years, and the witchcraft that Jin Qiaoyun obtained was the skill that would not disappear, which was the difference between technology and external force. There will be times when the external force will disappear, but the skills learned will not disappear, Zhu Cizhuo is still glad that he can learn the Fadao, and he can do a lot of things with the mana he has.

A huge thunderbolt split a large tree outside the cave, and then the wind roared, and the fire dragon was so frightened that he jumped from under the offering table to the Dharma bed, rubbing Zhu Cizhuo's back and whimpering beside it. Zhu Cizhuo knew that everything he had picked would arrive soon, he opened his eyes and stretched out his hand to stroke the fire dragon, and said with a smile: "Fire dragon, you should be able to understand human language...... Oh? ”

Zhu Cizhuo suddenly found several pieces of gold and jade floating in front of him, a wishful treasure stick and a vajra, a jade jade slub piccolo, and nine jade pendants of different sizes, and a gold steel spoon tied to a yellow silk rope.

Seeing the key, Zhu Cizhuo couldn't help but be secretly happy, maybe there were other gifts to give, or because of the hurry, there was a fairy artifact that he didn't expect. At this time, one of Jin Qiaoyun's jade arms reached over, took a large string of jade pendants, and heard her say: "Zheng Gongzi, the fairy world has agreed to change your surname, but it will be six years later." This pair of unicorn jade pendants, you hang up the ...... first"

Zhu Cizhuo now knew that his deception could only deceive people, not the Immortal Buddha and the Divine Dao, so he took the moderate pair of the Qilin and hung it up, and asked with a smile: "Jin Qiaoyun, you have just obtained fifty or sixty years of Taoism from this son, how can you thank me?" Is it so rude? ”

Jin Qiaoyun asked Zhu Cizhuo to cast spells to repeat his youth, and after more than 50 years of cheap practice under the guidance of a master, he has already collected witches and Buddhas. Although the limited witchcraft is limited compared to the original, it gets a lot of benefits and small spells. I picked a pair of small jade locks and put them on, and then pulled the fire dragon and tied a jade vajra to its collar.

Jin Qiaoyun listened to Zhu Cizhuo's question, squinted his eyes and said, "With a momentary greed, you have lost all your skills, can't you slow down and make up your mind?" How can you be in a hurry to use your mana all at once? Although he gained benefits and obtained the magic of suppressing "heresy", he was still unwilling to Zhu Cizhuo's lost mana.

"How does this boy know this?" Zhu Cizhuo also felt pity in his heart, and stood up as he spoke, "But these things are enough...... Don't be too greedy! Pretending to be very stylish, those who don't know really think that he "regards money and treasures as dung"!

In the second half of the night, the sky began to become gloomy, and the wind was thundering and the wind was raging, and at this time there was already a strong wind outside the cave, and a heavy rain was about to fall. Strangely enough, this cavern was able to use a curtain to keep the wind, lightning and thunder far away.

Zhu Cizhuo only wore a belly pocket, and looked at the whole body ** from behind, although he looked like a teenager, he walked out with his hands behind his back but was a mature man. Jin Qiaoyun has been in witchcraft for more than ten years, but now he has been contaminated with Buddhism and has changed, and because he has regained his youth, he can't help but feel a little bored when he looks at Zhu Cizhuo's back.

Jin Qiaoyun knew that Zhu Cizhuo was going to meet the batch of carriages and horses that were exchanged for mana, and looked at him and couldn't help but purse his lips and smile shyly. He sat up and patted the dragon to let it out, tightened his flabby bra again, and got out of bed to pick up his robe and put it on. He asked with a smile, "Do you want to load all your things into the car?" ”

At this moment, the sky outside the cave faintly heard the sound of cows and horses roaring, and a car could be heard as if it was parked heavily outside the corridor of the cave. Zhu Cizhuo turned around and said with a smug smile: "It seems that there is still a coachman?" Call him in and move! Hey, that bag is a good thing! "I rejoice at the thought of so many things in a bag, hanging as lightly as a fist on my waist.

"Hehe, that may be ten thousand times better than the Qiankun bag!" Jin Qiaoyun already knew it in his heart, and with a wave of his hand proudly, Zhu Cizhuo's large pile of modern materials on the Dharma bed immediately disappeared. He smiled and said, "The key to the car door is here!" As he spoke, he hurriedly came back to help Zhu Cizhuo take the military vest and shorts left on the law bed, and looked through the "otherworldly things" without Zhu Cizhuo before following out.

The outdoor rainstorm poured lightning and thunder, and when he suddenly saw such a scene after many years of rain, Jin Qiaoyun was rarely excited. At this time, it was nearly one o'clock in the morning, and he could hear the voices of people in the distance and the gongs were celebrating, Jin Qiaoyun turned his head and saw that the corridor of the Thousand Buddha Caves thirty steps away was kneeling with the people of the village, and several local temple monks kept the people in the dark and did not let them come forward.

Although Zhu Cizhuo on the corridor of the cave is still dressed as a child, his figure and height have recovered to a sturdy appearance of 1.78m, and his appearance and body have changed greatly from the age and body before the crossing. Zhu Cizhuo's body exuded a millimeter of light, and his body was as bright as day within more than twenty steps, and he was staring blankly at a four-wheeled ox cart a few steps away.

Zhu Cizhuo originally chose an antique old-fashioned carriage from the Qin and Han dynasties, but at this time it was a two-ox four-wheeled sleeping car parked outside, with a wide and delicate compartment like a small building, driving on the porch through the hall and living room, and there was a small corridor behind the car, with entrances in front and back. The whole Ming Dynasty is the most exquisite fashion means of transportation, and the family travel RV of later generations is a grade.

Although the car was finely carved, spacious, practical and beautiful, it had become a beautiful stone carving after the landing stop, the demeanor of the two oxen and the two coachmen was frozen in a certain movement, and the slender whip fell to the ground.

The reason why Zhu Cizhuo was in a daze was not because he bought a fake car online, but because he saw all his belongings hidden in the car with wide eyes but was powerless to recover. He regretted his greed even more, and he took it upon himself to get so many antiques, fearing that in the end everything he had would come to naught.

At the same time, he also regretted having the ability to trust the dream, and the dream told Chongzhen that Zhu Cizhuo, the grandson of the former German king, had borrowed his body to return to Yang Yang as a thirteen-year-old boy, and wanted to return to Jinan Mansion to avenge the murder ten years ago. But no matter how much you look at your body at this time, it doesn't look like thirteen-year-old Zhu Cizhuo.