"Okay, I'll be fine..."

"You see, after so many years, I am more afraid of death than anyone else, how could I do such a stupid thing!"

Jiu Yong comforted the steamed bun while crying, and wiped the snot and tears on the steamed bun one by one, but a snot bubble accidentally appeared, and he was stunned to make himself laugh.

"Okay, I promise you, there will be no danger, go to the side. ”

Finally coaxed the steamed bun, Jiu Yong put the three letters in the storage ring of the steamed bun, patted the steamed bun's head and signaled it to dodge a little.

After doing a good job in the aftermath, Jiu Yong also saw through it, looking at a trace of thunder condensed in his palm, and finally pressed it on his chest.

"Bang!"

Jiuyong slammed into the wall solidly!

After many years, Jiuyong once again experienced the taste of electric shock, or the original feeling, at the moment of electric shock, Jiuyong felt that he was in cardiac arrest, and his eyes were dark, as if he had experienced ten thousand years, and as if he had experienced a death, and then his vision returned to normal.

At this time, the feeling of numbness and stiffness in the whole body was transmitted to the brain, and Jiu Yong endured the numbness and tingling, and made a reassuring smile to the steamed bun, but this expression was more ugly than crying.

After his body functions returned to normal, Jiu Yong began to continue trying. In the next half a month, the cultivation room where Jiu Yong was located kept coming from a banging sound.

I don't know if it's because my body has become stronger or because the thunder and lightning volts I have condensed are too small, so far Jiuyong is still alive and well, but he will inevitably suffer from some flesh and skin, and the taste is indescribable. And his hair is like a hedgehog facing the sky, which makes Mantou feel funny.

With panda eyes, in half a month, Jiu Yong became extremely haggard, and his right hand had already been twitching because of the constant use of thunder and lightning.

After such a long time of adaptation, Jiu Yong looked at his left hand, is it finally going to use you?

“*！”

He whispered a mantra, and it suddenly appeared in his left hand. Jiu Yong smiled at the lowly barking steamed bun hiding in the corner, and looked at the * in his hand again.

This is no longer a ray of thunder, but countless lightning bolts, and this scene reminds Jiuyong of the ninjutsu pioneered by Kakashi in Naruto: Rachel!

It's really like, Jiu Yong's obsession with watching.

Slowly* touched Jiu Yong's body, and a burst of dazzling light erupted, turning the entire cultivation room into a silvery white.

There was no crash, or the light was so strong that it drowned out the crash.

After the light dissipated, I saw Jiu Yong lying quietly in the corner of the wall, and the wall was already full of cracks.

At this time, a scorching smell came, and the steamed bun ran to Jiuyong in fear, constantly licking the wound, but all this was useless.

As if remembering something, the steamed bun turned around and ran out of the cultivation room, disappearing.

It didn't take long for a figure to appear at the door of the cultivation room, but it was motionless there, and it didn't mean to step forward. No matter how the steamed buns roared, the other party was unmoved, and the anxious steamed buns turned around, and finally bit the trouser legs of the comer and dragged them in.

"It's great!"

The person who came didn't know whether he was talking about steamed buns or Jiuyong, sighed, and then walked in. With a wave of his hand, a soft white light lifted Jiu Yong up.

The injuries on Jiu Yong's body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, his pale face gradually became rosy, and his breathing stabilized. It didn't take long for Jiu Yong's eyelids to jump, and he finally woke up.

When he opened his eyes, he found that Brother Miao was standing in front of him, and Jiu Yong just wanted to open his mouth, but it was indeed Brother Miao's fist.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Jiu Yong was smashed to the ground by a punch from the Miao Yi Daoist, and Jiu Yong just wanted to stand up, when the Miao Yi Daoist waved his hand, and Jiu Yong's body smashed into the stone wall uncontrollably.

"Little junior brother, you're pretty good at playing! Senior brother will have a good time with you today!"

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The sound of heavy objects hitting the wall was endless, and Mantou was powerless to stop all this, so he could only lie on the ground and cover his ears and eyes with his paws, deceiving himself and the dog.

I don't know how long it took, but Miao Yidao clapped his hands contentedly and let Jiu Yong go.

And Jiu Yong was lying on the ground at the moment, struggling to stand up, looking up to see that his nose was already blue and his face was swollen and miserable, a mouth, a few teeth were missing, and his front teeth were still leaking...

"It's the chest... Feeding the kidneys itching the nest?"

"Why?"

It took a long time for the Miao Doctor Dao to understand what Jiu Yong said, and he pointed at Jiu Yong's nose with a smile in anger, but he couldn't think of how to scold him...

"Come, come, tell me what this is?"

The Miao Yi Taoist moved two steps to the side, came to the stone wall, and patted his hand, the stone wall rippled like a lake, and slowly became hazy.

"Pikachu?"

The second monk of Jiuyong was confused, and he didn't know what Brother Miao was doing, but his words were exchanged for another beating.

"This is the entrance to the Mutual Knowing Spirit Mirror! If you don't enter the void, you will die, right?"

Miao Yi Daoist was a little unbearable with one hand on his forehead, how could he be such a junior brother, he really didn't know what to say.

"Senior brother, what are you for?"

Miao Yi Dao people will not tell him this for no reason, thinking that there must be something strange about this matter, Jiu Yong ran to Brother Miao with a face and asked.

"What are you for? If you really think that the order is an ornament in your hands, you can hand it over!"

Jiu Yong smiled awkwardly, he couldn't chase it, he didn't chase it, he could only watch Brother Miao leave.

After Brother Miao left, Jiu Yong hurriedly took out the order from the storage ring and put it on his forehead without saying a word.

This time, Jiu Yong did not take out the Commander Order to find out what he needed or remembered as before, but carefully read the content and functions recorded in the Commander Order several times.

This was a quarter of an hour, and after repeatedly confirming that there were no more omissions, Jiu Yong carefully withdrew the order of the head of the court into the storage ring.

He hadn't paid much attention to the Decree of the Lord, but now he understood that the Decree contained all the things.

"Grass mud horse!"

Looking at the stone wall for a while, Jiu Yong slapped his thigh hard, if he could have read it more carefully, he wouldn't have taken so many detours and suffered so much.

Masochism, who wants it?!

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