Chapter 954: Sanzhou, I Don't Even Want My Life!

When the tenth spirit vein was opened, her Heavenly Spirit Acupoint exploded with ten purple rays of light.

Boom Boom Boom!

A small spirit bead was born in her Heavenly Spirit Acupoint, marking that her cultivation had reached the level of a one-level spirit person.

Dream Jinglan was excited, but he didn't stop cultivating, but made persistent efforts to continue to absorb spiritual energy and open up spiritual veins!

Time passed slowly, three hours passed in a blink of an eye, and her cultivation was also advancing rapidly, and at this moment, she was already a triple spirit!

Reached a terrifying speed of advancing to one weight in an hour!

Donghuang Jue looked at her promotion speed and was shocked in his heart.

This girl...... The speed of cultivating spiritual power was so fast, it only took three hours to become a triple spiritual master!

This kind of promotion speed is not much different from his junior brothers.

But...... Those junior disciples of his were all Creation Holy God Emperors, and this girl was just an ordinary cultivator, how could her cultivation speed be so fast?

Could it be ...... This girl was chosen by Heaven...... The next Creation Holy Spirit Emperor!

Donghuang's eyes changed, it seems that there are still many surprises waiting for him to discover on this girl's body.

In the next moment, Dream Shocking put away his spiritual power and opened his eyes.

The moment she opened her eyes, three scrolls suddenly flew out of the spiritual vein crystal pillar next to her.

Meng Jinglan flipped her wrist, neatly caught the scroll, and opened it to see that there were thirty kinds of spiritual power spells recorded on it, which was the reward for her promotion.

These techniques include: Gathering Fire, Blade, Soul Breaker, and so on...... They are all the most basic spiritual power techniques, although they are not unusual, but for her, they are a new beginning.

A real beginning to become a spiritual practitioner!

She followed the prompts on the scroll, her fingertips swiping over the words on the scroll, and the words fluoresced and flew into her mind.

In the next moment, a rehearsal image of these spells appeared in her mind, allowing her to comprehend them instantly.

Donghuang Jue took out another amethyst stone and handed it to her: "On this spar, it is recorded that the most orthodox spiritual power spell of the Eastern Flood Wilderness is stronger than the spiritual power spell on the three continents, and it is suitable for you to cultivate." ”

If you want to refine, then you have to refine the best!

The creatures of Sanzhou did not allow her to become a disciple of Sanzhou and learn the orthodox techniques of Sanzhou, and he Donghuang definitely didn't look down on those spells and didn't want her to learn them.

Meng Jinglan looked at the amethyst in his palm, took it very unceremoniously, and said, "Thank you!" ”

Now is the time for her to work hard to cultivate spiritual power, and she will not be polite to these spiritual power spells that the Eastern Emperor has never given.

The Eastern Emperor smiled dotingly, very satisfied with her unkindness.

Everything about him is hers, and the more she is unkind to him, the more she can prove that she treats him as her own.

Dream Surprise looked at his smile, laughed too, took his hand, and flew away with him back to the dormitory.

When she arrived at the dormitory, she asked, "What about the man who brought you water?" When will he arrive? ”

Three hours have passed, and now it is evening, and if the person who delivers the water does not come again, she will drive the Donghuang away!

Donghuang's heart jumped, hugged her, and reassured: "Don't worry, he'll be here soon." ”

"Soon to come? How fast? Can you make it tonight?! Dream asked, this is what she is most concerned about now.

The Eastern Emperor was stopped by her question, looked up at the sky outside the hall, and said, "Don't worry, even if the seventh child can't make it tonight, the emperor will be fine." ”

As soon as the words fell, a weak, angry voice came: "His Royal Highness the Eastern Emperor is really a love species, for the sake of his sweetheart, he doesn't even want his life!" ”