Chapter 162: Cloud Bridge Dao Gate in the Spirit Vein
At night, Bai Mu quietly returned to Ersan Hutong, and the moment he entered the enchantment, his hand rang non-stop, and he was stupid when he took it out: the spirit stones like flowing water were in the account, and they were all in the amount of one hundred yuan.
But if Lingmai sets a hint for the arrival of the cards in his hand, Bai Mu's hand will definitely play repeatedly:
"The hand has arrived, one hundred spirit stones!"
"What's going on?People are walking outside, and the spirit stones are coming up??" Bai Mu was a little confused, he originally thought that he had secretly come out of the spirit vein, and he didn't know what trouble he would encounter when he came back, but he didn't see a single figure, and he actually earned so many spirit stones out of thin air.
There are about 6,000 spirit stones in the front and back, what are these spirit stones of unknown origin ......
Bai Mu changed his body shape and appearance, and casually grabbed a monk and asked, "Dude, is the spirit vein doing charity today?"
The monk was a little confused: "Subsidy? subsidy what?"
Bai Mu was a little embarrassed: "It's just to send six thousand spirit stones directly......"
The monk who was selected by Bai Mu was terrified: "Brother, it's good to practice diligently, but it's best to relax occasionally, there is a psychological counselor in the spiritual vein, you can go and take a look!"
Bai Mu: "Why did ??? start to be weird with yin and yang!"
Bai Mu was a little puzzled, but most of the time he knew that he would go back to Quan Zuyin and ask, so he left the frightened monk and walked towards the human-level dormitory.
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In Bai Mu's dormitory, Quan Zuyin was recording what he was doing with his right hand, which had not yet recovered: "The second son of the Zhang family is ranked thirty-second, and the third son of the Li family is ranked thirty-third......"
Bai Mu came in and saw Quan Zuyin taking notes, grinning his teeth, turning back to his original appearance, and asked aloud, "What are you writing?"
Quan Zuyin almost burst into tears when he found out that the main lord was back: "Brother Mu, where have you been! That woman, that woman ......"
Bai Mu listened to the ins and outs of Quan Zuyin, and was a little speechless: Tang Yueke, a violent person, saw that Bai Mu's eyes were straight when he saw the snowflake-like challenge on Bai Mu's table, and he had just awakened his bloodline, and he didn't have a chance to show his strength, so he simply fought for Bai Mu!
Those children of the family who were ready to "take advantage of the danger of others and have a lingering fragrance in their hands" did not expect that they thought that it would be a beautiful thing that would fall into the well with the big stream, but they actually attracted the scourge of Tang Yueke.
"As soon as the fight comes down, the three martial fighting platforms are broken! The protective path of the spiritual vein can't withstand it, and if it falls down again, it will break the prohibition of the martial fighting platform. That woman is not tired at all, she can play two more waves......"
Bai Mu was so shocked by Tang Yueke's fierce guy that he couldn't speak, and couldn't help asking: "Could it be that those sons of the family are still stupid to x-ia&039;zhu?
Quan Zuyin said: "At the beginning, everyone thought that they could kill Tang Yueke's prestige, after all, the Tang family said that they would not interfere. After a while, few people were able to get off the fighting platform. So the people behind were all instigated, meaning to send you some spirit stones to make Tang Yue stop......"
Bai Mu looked at the list of papers written by Quan Zuyin, all of whom were the "victims" who were going to go to the martial arts arena with Tang Yueke, and they probably guessed what was going on, and they couldn't laugh or cry.
Tang Yueke ...... What do you have to do with me Tang Yue giving Bai Mu Spirit Stone......
Bai Mu borrowed some contribution points from Quan Zuyin, came to the trading hall, and exchanged five hundred contribution points for a very useless martial art in the eyes of others, called "Twin Flowers".
The only function of this martial art is to separate parts of one's own divine consciousness and create an eternal "clone". When he was first discovered by the spirit vein, he was sealed as a divine skill, but after some Dao protectors tried to cultivate, they found that this clone was harmful to the main body and not beneficial.
First of all, separating the divine consciousness is a taboo for cultivators, which will make the monk's divine soul defective, and the slightest flaw in the battle with the same realm may be fatal, not to mention directly cutting out part of the divine consciousness;
If the clone is killed, the divine consciousness that has been separated by the main body cannot be recovered at all, and it will have to be practiced from scratch......
Bai Mu mastered this chicken rib martial art in the speed reading of quantum fluctuations in the knowledge of the sea, and had the experience of cultivating the doppelganger technique in "Nine Transformations through Xuan", and he quickly created a doppelganger. Next, the Broken Soul Shuttle, which had not been used for a long time, appeared in Bai Mu's sea of consciousness, and Bai Mu's divine consciousness incarnation cut off one of his fingers without sorrow or joy, turning it into a point of light and entering the doppelganger's Zheng
After a while, Bai Mu looked at the smart white cat in his arms and was a little happy: In this way, he only needs to ask Zhang Benwei to bring the white cat back to Jiangcheng, and he will leave Jiangcheng for thousands of miles, and there will be a clone that can accompany Xia Tao.
The cultivation of the clone is only the first to enter the spirit realm, but jumping up and slapping a normal person to stun people is also a basic operation, and it may be able to protect Xia Tao.
Bai Mu returned to the spiritual vein alone, and when he walked out of the second archway, there was a cute white cat on his shoulder. The gatekeeper only felt that this cat was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, and then thought about it, maybe it was just a certain senior brother's spiritual pet?
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But Zhang Benwei, who had not seen anyone after escaping from the western suburbs, was in a place that Bai Mu couldn't have imagined at this time: in the depths of Ersan Hutong, he pushed open a vermilion gate, and the two people who were sitting in meditation inside raised their eyes and just motioned for him to sit on the futon.
"Is Jiang Cheng okay?" The person who spoke was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy who had not even passed the period of voice change, and his voice was a little immature. He dotted cinnabar on his eyebrows, looking extremely handsome, and a slight smile made the surrounding carved halls also lose color.
Zhang Benwei sat on the futon with some difficulty, without the slightest smile on his face: "Everything will be fine after you leave." β
The other man, who was about forty years old, was dressed in a robe to cover his lean figure, and if you looked closely, you would see that his right index finger had broken off two phalanges. He sneered: "I thought you had finally enlightened, but I didn't expect it to be such an unsuccessful virtue!"
Zhang Benwei had a cold face: "Master, I have the most stupid qualifications among the three of us, I'm afraid I won't be able to open my mind in this life." β
The middle-aged man frowned and stood up, his fingertips flickering, but he was extinguished by the young man sitting cross-legged in the air with a wave of his hand: "What's there to worry about?"
With a snap of the young man's fingers, the candles of the entire hall gradually lit up, and the Dan furnace and rune pagoda that were originally hidden in the darkness were like creeping giant beasts, showing in front of Zhang Benwei one by one.
"Did you see that? If it weren't for us, the Yunqiao Daomen would still be the ruined courtyard. Nowadays, there are too many monks who want to learn alchemy and draw talismans, and the Zhongxing of Yunqiao Daomen starts from our generation, isn't it good?"
Zhang Benwei stood up and patted the non-existent ash: "I answered this question ten years ago, and it will not change in another hundred years." β
He stood up and walked out of the door, glancing at the golden word "Cloud Bridge" on the plaque in the main hall, and there was nothing in his eyes except disgust.
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