The sky is bright, there is a stone needle hovering in the air, the trajectory of the needle's flight is a circle, and below is a pit, a very big pit, there is no pit here.

The pit was lifeless, and the faint and dead air that overflowed out of the pit was exhausted by the stone needle, and it did not leak at all.

Jin Wu rises in the east, the sun and the moon alternate yin and yang sympathetic purple qi gradually emerges, a green shadow rushes out of the big pit and rushes into the sky, she faces the east and breathes inhale, a large amount of purple gas is inhaled by her mouth into the sea of qi, and the purple gas is thick above the Dead Sea where the tide rises and falls.

The black pearl-like black and bright Neidan dripped, instantly jumped out of the green lantern fire, jumped up and down in the sea of air chasing and catching the purple gas, the plan of the day lies in the morning, An An divided into absorbing and carrying the dead air of the night Neidan, at this time is very active.

"Buzz Buzz~~"

The stone needle shook violently: No, not at all, not at all, there was no purple qi left for me.

Shi Ji slowly opened her eyes, she opened her mouth and exhaled a breath of turbidity, stretched her waist comfortably, and said lightly: "Don't make any noise, I'll leave you some tomorrow." ”

Shi Needle Buzz: Liar! That's what you said yesterday.

Shi Ji sniffed and said disapprerovingly: "The sky is so big, you won't suck it yourself?"

"Hum!" Shi Needle angrily drew a circle: I don't have a mouth, how can I suck?

"Okay, okay, I'll leave it for you tomorrow. ”

Shi Ji said helplessly, she really can't do anything about this greedy stone needle, obviously a little more purple qi has little effect on it, but it is to fight.

Shi Ji is like her own wet hair, the palm of her hand blows a warm black wind, she blows the wind with one hand, and gently picks up her long hair with the other, Shi Ji blows her wet hair very carefully, her cultivation to the yin death qi is very cold, and every time she finishes cultivating, her hair will condense.

In the past, she used to dry it directly, but since she saw the terrible scene of the witch's hair falling out, she began to take care of her hair carefully, and the warm black wind in her palm blew for a quarter of an hour before drying a green hair.

The green silk is flying, the roots are elegant, Shi Ji has a beautiful black hair, not pure black, with a faint cyan, it is the color of the wind, her hair is let go, it is floating at any time, with its own atmosphere.

Shi Ji took out a small black bowl the size of his thumb, and gently chanted a mantra in his mouth, the small black bowl became larger and turned into a sea bowl the size of a small watermelon, and the black water in the bowl was churning, sinister.

Shi Ji's mouth moved slightly, the level of the catastrophe calmed down, and it calmed down into a mirror, reflecting the face of a girl with black hair flowing in the mirror, and every time at this time, Shi Ji had the urge to read out a line: Magic Mirror, Magic Mirror, please tell me who is the most beautiful woman in the world?

Her mouth moved, and a faint shadow appeared on the mirror, the size of a palm, and there was a shallow shadow the size of a copper coin in the center of the shadow, and there was a small thing that kept wriggling at the edge of the shadow, it was constantly eating away at the shadow, it was the manifestation of the calamity.

The palm-sized shadow is Shi Ji's current luck, which is composed of two parts, the core copper coin-sized luck is Shi Ji's own luck, this piece of luck is very important, once it dissipates, it means that she is dead, and a large area on the periphery is her share of the Wu clan's luck.

Now the calamity that has come to her is still very weak, like a newborn silkworm, her luck is like a palm-sized mulberry leaf, the silkworm is very small, she eats very little, her luck is very strong, but the silkworm is growing up all the time.

On the one hand, the calamity in the bowl of calamity is constantly being released, on the other hand, the calamity is also constantly devouring qi and strengthening itself, and the silkworm has a subtle growth every day, but her luck mulberry leaves have not changed at all.

This is because the silkworm swallows a little peripheral luck, and the luck of the witch clan will make up for it, of course, the main luck of the witch clan will flow into the bowl of luck, because nine out of ten of the witches' luck is in the bowl, and these luck consumes a lot of luck every day.

The Bowl of Fortune of the Stone Rock Hand is very magical, and it is also an extremely terrifying demon weapon.

She also knew what would happen if this bowl of luck all passed on Shi Ji, but Shi Ji knew that her copper coin-sized luck was not enough.

Shi Ji's face turned pale, the water of calamity rippled, no longer calm, and the image was blurred, and then a bowl of calamity boiled, the evil water waves, and the black bowl shrank to the size of a thumb and was put away by Shi Ji.

Every morning, Shi Ji will look at the calamity and luck in her body, even if she is mentally exhausted every time she sees it, she will still do it, at least in her heart.

Shi Ji's heart was completely calm, she took out the long piano and sat in the clouds, the morning light played in the morning light, the music was fresh and smooth, with the free and easy wind, the vitality of the sun, praising the beauty of life......

The stone needle came and went in the sky suddenly, and it was not pleasant to wear through the wind and light, it had long forgotten the unhappiness of not inhaling the purple gas, and chasing the sound of the piano was its favorite thing to do, and it was flying faster than the sound of the piano all the time.

The heart of the primordial piano and the primordial heart of Shiji are completely compatible, they are immersed in the music, and they naturally express their feelings for this heaven and earth.

The golden morning light formed a halo above Shiji's head, the cool morning breeze sang around Shiji, the clouds under Shiji rose and fell with the music, and the flowers and trees on the ground swayed with the music.

The primordial heart touches everything that can be moved.

"It's so noisy, I don't sleep early in the morning, it's noisy!" A sharp voice with extremely high decibel decibels frightened the birds and beasts listening to the music in all directions.

The person has not moved, the piano has not stopped, there is nothing else in her heart except the beginning, and no matter how sharp the voice is, it cannot reach her heart, because she doesn't want to listen, all beings in heaven and earth should listen to her at this moment, this is a state of mind, and there is nothing outside the heart.

"Ahh

A blue demon mist rose, and the cold demon mist obscured the sun, but it couldn't get close to Shiji for half a minute, and the morning light aura drove away the demon mist.

"Damn it, you little witch...... It's not ...... to die."

"Whoosh!"

A bewitching glow of blood, the damned thing died, the one looking for the dead died, and it fell heavily to the ground.

For a long time, Shi Ji opened her eyes, she carried Taichu on her back, she would carry Taichu during the day, and when her heart was touched, she would play a song, practice qi at night, and practice mantras during the day, she has been playing the piano for three hundred years, and her skills have long been superb, and now she cultivates the heart of the piano, a kind of moving.

There was a dead corpse on the ground, very beautiful, with smooth and beautiful fur, this was a heaven-level ice mink, but unfortunately its eyes were not very good.

"Buzz Buzz~~"

The stone needle flew in front of Shi Ji and beat the table gong, I killed, I killed!

Shi Ji nodded with a smile and asked, "Do you know how to peel the skin?"

The stone needle is stunned, peeling the skin?

Shi Ji asked again: "Do you know how to make clothes?"

Stone needle Sparta, make clothes?

Shi Ji shook his head and said: "Needles are used to make clothes, you can't forget your roots when making needles, you look at that small hole in your head, it's not an eye." ”

Shi Ji grabbed a two-foot long needle and peeled off the mink, and grabbed another inch of stone needle to sew a cloak with a hat, Shi Ji put on a mink cloak, only revealing one-third of his face, the whole person was gorgeous and mysterious.

Shi Ji turned around a few times in his new clothes, and was in a good mood, but the stone needle flew very low, and he finally knew what he was doing in his old job, and the gap was a little big.

Shi Ji turned around and waved her hand, filling in the pit she had dug last night, and digging holes was her new skill.

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Thanks to the big guy in this book: laugh at me crazy 1......