'This spiritual power .....'

Mo Qingyue's eyes were like electricity, and she looked at the next room.

Just now.

She felt very clearly that a spiritual power spread out from Chen Zhixing's room next door.

This spiritual power is not huge for a great master like her, but it is extremely pure and extremely strong!

By the time she wanted to investigate again, this spiritual power had been instantly recovered and disappeared without a trace.

"Who is it?!"

Mo Qingyue's eyes kept flickering.

She clearly remembered that after Chen Tianliang and his wife had dinner with them, they went down the mountain to buy osmanthus cake for the child Chen Zhixing.

Other words.

In the side room next to it, now there is only Chen Zhixing alone!

"Is it .....?"

Chen Zhixing's innocent face appeared in Mo Qingyue's head, and her pupils shrank slightly.

A bold conjecture sprung up in her mind.

The next moment.

In order to confirm the answer in her heart, Mo Qingyue gently pressed her palm on the floor.

An invisible spiritual power suddenly poured out of her palm and rushed towards the next wing where Chen Zhixing was.

Laugh at.

As if hitting an invisible wall, this spiritual power bounced back.

"This crape myrtle Chen family's room is forbidden."

Mo Qingyue withdrew her hand, and the expression on her beautiful face changed.

It wasn't until half an hour later that Mo Qingyue took a deep breath and a faint smile appeared on her face.

Chen Zhixing...... Interesting. ”

She glanced at the next room, then closed her eyes again and began to practice.

She was vaguely aware.

The Chen family, a child named Chen Zhixing, is afraid that it is not simple.

But she wasn't in a hurry.

She didn't believe that under her careful observation, the child named Chen Zhixing would not show any clues.

......

......

Meanwhile.

Chen Zhixing was constantly tempering his spiritual power without distractions, so he naturally wouldn't notice the changes in the wing next door.

Ding Ding Ding!

Ding Ding Ding!

I saw that in front of him, a spiritual force was being hammered continuously, gradually changing towards the appearance of a flying sword.

Every time he hammered, Chen Zhixing felt like a hammer was constantly hitting his head, and he couldn't help but feel a pain in his head.

However, the pain is painful.

But he could clearly feel that every time his spiritual power was tempered, it would become pure and thick.

His spiritual power is growing silently.

Boom!

I saw a muffled sound, and the spiritual power that gradually formed the embryo of the flying sword was shattered and turned into countless spiritual power.

Chen Zhixing couldn't help but gasp in pain, his head was dizzy, and his eyes were black.

It wasn't until after a while that the intense discomfort gradually subsided.

Chen Zhixing raised his eyes and couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "Did you fail again?" ”

This is not the first time Chen Zhixing has failed.

Not long ago, Chen Zhixing first tempered his spiritual power into the appearance of a giant hammer.

As a result, before the giant hammer could form a prototype, it shattered violently, and the spiritual power spread out in all directions.

Then, Chen Zhixing turned his spiritual power into a spear, but the result was still a failure.

Then, he tried to hammer it into a spear, a stick, and an axe, but the results were the same, all of them failed.

He slightly figured out the reason for the failure.

That is probably because the amount of his spiritual power is too small, not enough to support him to temper into such a huge spiritual divine weapon.

"Come again!"

Chen Zhixing gritted his teeth and sketched the appearance of the dart in his mind.

I saw that the spiritual power floating and scattered in the void gathered again, and gradually tempered into a hexagonal dart the size of a palm.

Ding Ding Ding!

Ding Ding Ding!!

That spiritual power became more and more condensed, and gradually there was a prototype of a dart.

"It's finished?"

Just when Chen Zhixing couldn't help but look happy, thinking that he was going to succeed.

Click!

The dart-like spiritual power suddenly fell apart.

The familiar pain is coming again!

"Hiss~~~!" Chen Zhixing's head was shocked, his eyes were full of stars, and his facial features were distorted.

A moment later.

"I don't believe it, come again!"

Boom!

"Hiss~! Again!!! ”

Boom!!

"..... again"

Boom!!

"Ahhh ...... the you"

Boom!

"I...."

Boom!

“......”

Boom!!!

Until an hour later.

Chen Zhixing, who was tortured to death, raised his head trembling all over.

Looking at the void, it was finally tempered, like a needle the thickness of a hair!

"Hahahaha, it's done! It's finally done!! ”

Chen Zhixing's eyes were bloodshot, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Come!"

I saw him wave his hand casually, and the needle in the void suddenly spun around and shot quickly towards Chen Zhixing.

Laugh at!!

The needle stopped steadily before it was one centimeter away from the tip of Chen Zhixing's nose.

Chen Zhixing's eyes flashed, and he looked at a buzzing fly in the room.

"Go."

I saw Chen Zhixing spit out a word.

In an instant, the needle flashed.

The stout fly fell straight to the ground with just one shock.

"Not bad."

Chen Zhixing was a little itchy and wanted to find some powerful creatures to experiment.

This is the spiritual power needle that he has just tempered after he has endured all the hardships, how can he be willing not to see how the power is?

After thinking about it for a while, Chen Zhixing shook his head and said, "Forget it, my father and mother should be back soon, and there will be opportunities to experiment in the future." ”

Come to think of it.

Chen Zhixing made a move, and the needle suddenly flew and landed on Chen Zhixing's eyebrows.

He could clearly feel that the needle was quietly suspended in his sea of consciousness.

A moment later.

Outside the house, there was the sound of footsteps.

Chen Zhixing's eyes flashed, his face returned to a cute and honest look, and he lay on the bed and fell asleep.

Crunch.

The door was pushed open.

Chen Tianliang and Ying Shuangshuang walked in with a wooden box full of osmanthus cakes.

"This kid also said that he wanted to eat osmanthus cake, but he fell asleep first."

Ying Shuangshuang put down the osmanthus cake and gently covered Chen Zhixing with the quilt.

......

......

Nothing was said all night.

The second day, at noon.

Chen Zhixing's family of three, as well as Ying Shuangshuang and Feilong Zhenren, were dining in the courtyard.

When he reached the realm of Zhenwu, he had naturally already opened up the grain, and there was no need to eat these grains.

However, the vast majority of monks, unless there are special circumstances, rarely take the initiative to avoid eating.

"Lao Jia, I see that this little girl Yue'er is still young, but she can try to practice......

A few people were chatting casually.

"Third Master!"

The outer disciples, who were in charge of guarding the mountain gate, strode in.

"What's the matter?"

Chen Tianliang looked at the outer disciple and said.

I saw that the outer disciple bowed his hand slightly, and then said respectfully:

"Third master, there are two people from outside the mountain gate, one is called Kuimu Zhenren, and the other is called Zhuang Wuxian, these two people claim to be your old friends and want to come to the door to ask to see. Third master, ...... you watch? ”

"Oh?"

Chen Tianliang raised his eyebrows, and then said with great joy: "Hahaha, Kuimu and Zhuang Wuxian, those two guys are here?" Presumably the secret realm of the South China Sea has been opened, please hurry up! ”

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