The dog kindly reminded me, and I also hope that Sanskrit can understand that since it is bound, then be honest and go to the gods, don't kill yourself.

"Ruthless!"

Sanskrit ignored it anymore, and after exiting Zhihai, he set up an enchantment in the courtyard, and as if he thought of something, he withdrew the enchantment again.

"You?" The dog thing was a little confused, and he couldn't understand why Sanskrit had withdrawn the enchantment again?

Fanyin laughed self-deprecatingly, "With my current radiant aura, do you think it's useful?" ”

It's a waste of effort.

Sanskrit didn't waste any more time and dodged into the space.

The cultivation of humans, demons, immortals, and gods is inseparable from aura, but the cultivation methods are different.

Today's grade one is the lowest, and the ninth grade mirror is the highest. Each stage is divided into three stages: beginner, intermediate and peak; And in the Xuanhai Continent, the most is the Seven Rank Realm, there seem to be few people who are higher, and even fewer have entered the void.

After the nine-grade mirror, it is divided into nine stages: earthly products, heavenly products, mysterious products and imperial products.

And the original master's cultivation is the pinnacle of the second-grade mirror, and he can really be regarded as the leader among all boys and girls in Canglan Country.

It's just that after she was reborn, her cultivation seemed to have dropped a little.

Now it's even more radiant, and he can't even gather a little aura.

Sanskrit Yin gathered his mind, looking at the structure of the space, the aura here is quite abundant, more than ten times that of the outside, in addition to a spiritual spring in the space, there is also a small wooden house, and there are steep peaks in the distance. She walked straight to the wooden floor, and when she saw that the wooden house was locked, she kicked the door open.

"Rough, just too rough!"

Fanyin glanced at the dog that had entered the space with her, and asked leisurely, "Do you have the key?" ”

The dog system subconsciously looked away, it really didn't have a key yet.

Sanskrit ignored it and went straight into the house.

The furnishings of the wooden house are simple, with wooden tables, wooden chairs, wooden beds, and bookcases on the walls, and there are quite a few books in the bookcases.

Fanyin just glanced at it, and the corners of his lips slightly hooked up a sneer, and he really completely abandoned the demon world.

Sooner or later, she will replace all the books in the bookcase with the Demon Realm.

Sanskrit reached for the bookcase and got the book, but it was just ...... The book seemed to grow with a bookcase, and she couldn't get it out no matter how hard she tried.

"I greet your uncle!"

Sanskrit couldn't help but say rudely, "Dog thing, bring me this book to restore my aura." ”

Headache!

The dog sneered, "Can you use me now?" ”

"Hurry."

The dog glanced at her, and then walked to the bookcase, "The seventh book in the third row." ”

As soon as the dog's words fell, the book automatically came out of the bookcase and floated in front of Sanskrit.

Fanyin wanted to be rude again, she reached out and grabbed the book fiercely, eager to tear it up directly, but thinking that she still had to rely on these books to cultivate, she endured it.

There was no cover on the book, just wrapped in old yellow paper, and she said, "I'm afraid you didn't steal it!" In order to prevent being discovered by the owner of the book, the cover was returned to someone's house? ”

"Do you want to see it?" The dog stuff was angry.

Sanyin's mouth squirmed slightly, her fingers lightly touched the book, and the book in her hand turned into a streamer and drilled into Fanyin's mind, and the content of the book automatically entered Fanyin's brain, she closed her eyes slightly and took a nap, and then completely digested the content.

This is a small trick in the demon world, in her previous life, she loved to cultivate, but she was very annoyed by those words, so she created such a trick by herself.

"I'm so angry! Looks like I'm right. ”