In the blink of an eye, three days have passed since the inner door Dabi.

Xiao Ling has had a very comfortable time in the past three days.

Thanks to the words of the Great Elder of the Inner Gate, Xiao Lingding stood in his courtyard, squatting, sitting, lying, lying down, vertically, not horizontally or vertically, anyway, he tried the Jiuyao Xingchen Technique in a different way, which was to cultivate every day until dawn.

Finally, there is no need to brave the morning dew early and drag a big broom to sweep the mountain road.

The most important thing is that I finally don't have to look at the dead fish-faced face of Senior Brother Zhao who is in charge of servants!

Don't be too happy!

Xiao Ling, who was full of bad taste, just put his hands behind his back, took a figure-eight step, and swaggered back and forth in front of Senior Brother Zhao, then Senior Brother Zhao was stunned and didn't say a word!

The villain has ambitions, if you don't run rampant now, you won't have a chance in the future, you have to grasp it!

Xiao Ling has mastered this essence very well!

Think about it, if you dare to do this before, hehehehe! I'm afraid that Senior Brother Zhao would have called over a long time ago, where would he still have his share.

It's been more than two years, and from the moment she became a disciple of the outer sect of Baiyu Mountain, Xiao Ling wanted to do this in her dreams!

This is finally a long-cherished wish for all the outer disciples!

Hey, I'm not mad at you!

"It's a pity that I can't let the bitter-faced Zhao go and sweep the mountain gate, otherwise it will be more perfect!"

People, it's really so greedy!

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In three days, Xiao Ling did a lot of things, although there were some things that could not be put on the table.

But don't worry about the details!

The most important thing is that after three days and nights, he finally figured out the difference and change between Jiuyao's true qi and the power of the stars.

Xiao Ling found that every time he arrived, that is, after dusk, what he cultivated when he ran the Jiuyao Xingchen Technique was the power of the stars, and once it reached the time of Mao, that is, the time of sunrise, the power of the stars could no longer grow, and it was the Jiuyao True Qi that turned to grow after cultivation.

Xiao Ling did an experiment, from the time of the day to the time of the next day, the Jiuyao True Qi that he was running was just able to travel for the full day of ninety-nine eighty-one days, that is, just enough for one big week.

Complete!

The results of the experiment made Xiao Ling no longer have the trouble of not knowing the time when he was cultivating, and the problem that he was worried about when he would miss things when he cultivated was suddenly solved.

If you want to know the time, count!

It is enough for nine hundred and eighty-one days to be exactly six hours, which is definitely more accurate than a sundial, ensuring that Tong Su is not bullied!

No, Xiao Ling here has just finished a big week, closed his eyes and felt the power of the stars growing in the Qi Sea Dantian, and after carefully observing the brighter and more condensed stars in the soul element's field of vision, he smiled happily.

Twisting his neck, he stretched his hands with great effort.

After sitting all night, his almost stiff body suddenly crackled.

"Cool!"

The comfort of her body made Xiao Ling yawn fiercely.

But!

"Little Feather !!"

"Click!"

"Oops!"

Xiao Ling was halfway through a yawn, and the courtyard door was pushed open with a "bang!", and an abominable voice interrupted Xiao Ling's yawn.

And the consequence of the yawn being interrupted is......

Xiao Ling's half-stretched posture couldn't help but pause, and made a "click" sound!

Incredibly crisp......

"Squeak......"

At the same time, Xiao Ling's door was pushed open, and a huge black shadow shrouded Xiao Ling who was half-lying on the bed in a blink of an eye.

Needless to say, the one who can and dares to push the door into Xiao Ling's room so confidently is Li Mu's little fat man.

"Oh, Xiao Lingzi, why are you lying on the bed, this sleeping position is a bit peculiar, is there any explanation?"

Li Mu stepped into the room in one step, and when he saw Xiao Ling's appearance, he was immediately full of interest, and after a small step, he squatted in front of Xiao Ling, holding his chin and waiting for Xiao Ling to solve his doubts.

If it is possible, Xiao Ling really wants to kill the little fat man, when is it, please ask.

What a ghost, please!

"It hurts!"

Looking at the fat face with a grinding disc in front of him, Xiao Ling wanted to die, and laboriously raised his right hand and pointed at his waist.

"Pain, pain, pain, ......"

"My waist!"

"Waist, flash!"

"Fatty, help me straighten ......"

Xiao Ling swore that he clearly saw a trace of disappointment flash in Li Mu's eyes.

"I'm Nima, you're disappointed! If it weren't for you being a dead fat man, my waist would have flashed, sir, ?!?!?"

Xiao Ling promised that if he could move, he would definitely kick the little fat man to death, and it was the kind that scolded while kicking.

"Lao Tzu let you down!Ah, you're disappointed!Disappointed!Disappointed!I'll let you down, I can't kick you!"

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"Wow, Xiao Lingzi, you are really, why did your waist flash early in the morning, what will you do in the future!"

Why is this product still so reasonable?

Who made it?

Don't you have that number in your heart?

The little fat man jumped up with a strong figure, quietly moved behind Xiao Ling, stretched out a small fat hand, and poked it.

"Ahhhh

"It hurts!"

"Fatty, believe it or not, master, I'll turn around and kill you!"

Poke again!

"Dead fat, it hurts!"

Keep poking!

"Uncle, Uncle Li, please, hurry up and help me straighten, don't poke again, it hurts!"

"Hey, hey, hey!"

A little bit of bad Li Mou is happy.

Then he stood up straight, crossed his hands, palms down, and gestured on Xiao Ling's waist.

"I pressed?"

Li Mu said weakly, and the little fat hand continued to gesture up and down.

"Yes!"

"Did I really press it?"

"Press!"

"Did I really press it?"

"I'm Nima, you're ......"

"Click!"

Went back.

"Ahh

Xiao Ling's first "En" is false because of pain, the second "Press" is gnashing his teeth, and the third "I Nima" is angry!

Death also gave him a good time, who would have expected that when Xiao Ling was manic, the little fat man pressed it directly.

This press was still a press with his weight, and he immediately pressed Xiao Ling to call life worse than death.

"That's it!"

Looking at Xiao Ling, who was covering his waist and wailing on the bed, Li Mu clapped his hands cleanly, and nodded happily, looking very satisfied with his waist skills.

"Bang!"

Just as the little fat man was squinting his little eyes and nodding, a big pillow flew over and slapped it on Li Mou's face in a daze, hitting the bull's-eye.

Before the little fat man could react, Xiao Ling, who had recovered, jumped up from the bed, three feet high, and then kicked in the air, kicked Li Mou's buttocks, kicked Li Mou into a dog shit, and slapped the pillow on his face just on the round face of the little fat man, so that he didn't have an intimate wet kiss with Mother Earth......

Xiao Ling, who kicked Li Mu over, was not angry, and raised his foot to greet Lao Gao's buttocks pouted by the little fat man, scolding while greeting.

"I've let you down, haven't I?"

"Disappointed, isn't it?"

"Poke me!"

"You poke again!"

"Look at the master, I can't kick you!"

This picture is a little familiar, touch your chin!

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Xiao Ling was kicking hard here, and suddenly heard Li Mu below whining something.

"Tell me clearly, the ghost understands it!"

He didn't stop talking on his feet.

"Little Lingzi, you take it easy, I just remembered that I didn't seem to be just right!"

The little fat man raised his head, and without a pillow to cover, Xiao Ling finally heard his words clearly.

"Huh?"

"Click!"

"Ahhhh

A scream rang out, startling a few magpies that had just wanted to land on the eaves.

Well, it's a happy event!

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