Chapter 422
All in all, Yang Zhao's cultivation is still too slow now.
According to Luan Chuanxiong, this magic weapon was borrowed by him and had to be returned.
Of course, the rent of five hundred taels of silver was also spent on the use of ritual vessels.
And the name of this magic weapon is gloomy, and Yang Zhao will sleep here when he sleeps in the future, the name is a bit strange, but it is indeed a magic weapon for auxiliary people to cultivate.
After the magic weapon of Gloomy Ugly was activated, it would automatically swallow the surrounding aura and pour it into Yang Zhao's body in one go.
How to pour it?
Hey, the dense hairs on it are useful.
As soon as it starts, the hairs will automatically elongate and penetrate into the flesh.
This process somewhat challenges the human cranial nerves, seeping into people, but it is not so painful, and after that, it leaves a dense body of small red dots, and even blood does not come out.
Scary, it's really scary, but it works and it really works, Yang Zhao uses incense to replace spiritual power from the inside out, and this magic weapon is from the outside to the inside.
Every day will make Yang Zhao feel like he has been reborn.
It's just that anyone who wants to cut corners has to pay a price.
Although this thing does not cause any pain in the body, it will erode the mind.
Yang Zhao gave it a try, but when you use it, there are always people babbling in your ear.
Talking about the grievances that Yang Zhao has suffered since he was a child, talking about the injustice of his parents, the injustice of society, and the injustice of the world.
All in all, the embarrassing things, troubles, and injustices that Yang Zhao has been doing since she was a child have all been turned out.
In fact, the previous troubles and injustices were nothing to Yang Zhao, who has now completely broken free from the original environment.
For example, the pressure of exams, the pressure of employment, the pressure of modern society, regardless of men and women, want to marry the God of Wealth, regardless of whether Zhao Gong recognizes it or not.
Yang Zhao has now cultivated and achieved financial freedom, she has jumped out of the previous things, and she doesn't care about those things anymore.
But the shame of being a shame makes me feel ashamed whenever I think about it.
And this name is as if she can evolve herself, and when she finds that those things don't work, she starts attacking her character.
Recklessness, impulsiveness, enchantment, injury, obstruction of the path.........
Plus the nightmare of killing that can't be broken.
After two days, Yang Zhao didn't want to sleep anymore, he just wanted to get through this time with his eyes open.
In the face of Yang Zhao's low spirit, Shen Ruoyu didn't have any good ideas.
"That magic weapon is always talking in my ear, it's so annoying, can't you stop?"
Shen Ruoyu sighed slightly: "That's not a matter of magic weapons, it's cultivation." ”
"The speed of your cultivation in the past ten days is comparable to your penance for several years, but the growth of strength can only be controlled by a sufficient mind."
He spun the silver snail in his hand, and the crisp voice slowly flowed through the room.
"The reason why you feel like someone is talking to you is because your instinct is warning you again."
These words were chattering, and Yang Zhao's sluggish brain couldn't react.
"Why?"
Shen Ruoyu: "Children hold knives and hurt themselves and others. ”
What does this have to do with her cultivation?
She didn't react, and Xiaodouren, the political commissar who was accompanying Yang Zhao, was a little anxious.
"Senior Shen, can you let me talk to Yang Zhao? We're about the same age, so there's no generation gap. ”
Shen Ruoyu pondered the word "generation gap" in his mouth, nodded and went out.
He has never liked to be alone with Yang Zhao in a room, even if there is a little bean man in this house.
Maybe Little Douren is not a person in his eyes.
I'm thinking about it, it's been a hard time these days.
(End of chapter)