Great World of Magic Cube

Ps: Thanks for the "Please call my dear Lord" reward.

"Big sister." Asia night shook slightly and bowed.

"You came just right, remember that you said that your longan can see other people's movements yesterday. Now let's talk about it and let me feel the power of your longan." Ito Bell walked to the side of Asia Night and threw the wooden knife in his hand. To Asia Night, the tone is quite eager to say.

The Asian Nightsman took the wooden knife that was thrown by Ito Bell and held it in his hand. He turned around and looked at Ito Cheng, who saw him nodded and said to Ito Bell. "Okay."

Then I went to the middle of the dojo with Ito Bell and stood in the middle of the dojo.

At this time, Hui Lizi, who was practicing on the side, stopped his movements and walked to the side of Ito, and watched the upcoming two-person discussion with Ito.

At the center of the dojo, the Asian night with a knife closed his eyes slightly, and he took a deep breath and then vomited, and his eyes were reopened at this time. I saw that the original dark brown round pupil of the Asian Night has now become a snake-like slender beast, emitting a faint golden glow, and a deep sense of oppression is pressing against the Ito bell standing opposite her. past.

"There is such a sense of oppression in this kind of eye, and it really means a little dragon." The opposite side of the night, feeling the pressure of the pressure of the Asian-night golden beast, the Ito bell mouth slightly tilted, in the psychological dark.

Then, Ito’s hands with the knife were tight, and the white and tender feet without the socks slammed a small circle of white mist on the wooden floor of the dojo. The powerful force generated by this moment pushed the body of Ito’s bell out. . In the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of the Asian night, wrapped in a wooden knife with giant force and screamed at the side of the Asian night.

Feel the wind that comes with the wooden knife. The night's footsteps didn't move, and the wooden knife in his hand appeared in front of the wooden knife of Ito's bell, defending her sniper. Then, at the moment when Itozu was ready to retire and re-attack, he stepped slightly and took his foot one step closer to Ito Bell. He reached for the rest of his hand and held his hand and held it on the shoulder of Ito Bell. Go out.

Ito’s footsteps took a few steps forward and quickly stopped. The brows of the brows were re-held with the knife at the Asian night.

After the shackles, Ito’s footsteps moved again, and the black shadows ran around the Asian night, but the Asian night that she was running around was still unmoved, quietly standing in the same place, and then in Ito Suddenly a knife approached. Cut the position where Ito Bell will start.

"Pang~" The impact of the two wooden knives immediately gave a clear sound.

Next, Asia Night fully exerted the ability of the longan, always making dodge, move, attack and other actions when Ito Bell is about to move, first destroying the action intention of Ito, and avoiding her attack, and in her The most uncomfortable position to counterattack.

"Okay." After a while. Ito's body violently erupted out of a force, forced to open the atmosphere of the Asian night, out of the battle group, a helpless wave of hands said, "This ability is really terrible, if there is no more than the speed of Asia night your reflection Or the strength of the strength. Fighting between the same level will definitely be restrained by you, and then depressed to death."

"Hey." I was a little embarrassed about the long-eyed Asian night and smiled at Ito.

"But what is your ability to see through and the future?" Itobell asked curiously as he looked at Asia Night.

"This. It is possible to perceive some pictures as needed, but those pictures are scattered, and some are inexplicable, so the specific depends on the situation." Asia night slightly shook his head and explained.

"Oh." Ito nod nodded and said that he understood. She does not have to figure out the working principle of the Asian Night Longan, just curiosity.

"Well, let's continue the morning exercise." On the side of Hui Lizi, when the matter was over, he claped his hand and reminded him.

"Yes~" Ito, Ito, and the Asian-American three agreed together, and each time they chose a good place, they started daily basic training.

Around 7:30, the four ended their morning exercises, began to enjoy breakfast, then cleaned the shrine, and prepared for the day's business.

"Is this the sub-soul soul? It seems to be no different from the ordinary soul fragments." At this time, a simple smock of Ito was sitting on the futon of the main hall, holding one hand on the chin and one hand on the thigh. The eyes looked at the front without a god, communicated with the spiritual world to communicate with the world of the Rubik's Cube, and watched the only three sub-soul fragments collected from the people of Ono's home during the battle yesterday.

The so-called secondary soul fragments are not only different when they look good, but their appearances are no different from ordinary soul fragments. They are irregular sheets composed of gray mists that are strangely attractive, with spiritual power. There is also a cold feeling when you touch it.

"But yesterday, the people of Ono's family should get fifteen secondary soul fragments. Why do I only get three secondary fragments afterwards, and the others are still ordinary grades?" Ito became a frown.

"What is the Rubik's Cube?" Ito Cheng, who is not familiar with the soul fragments, asked the Rubik's Cube with his thoughts.

Only the death of the soul after the transformation of the practitioners will overflow the sub-soul fragments. Of the fifteen people yesterday, none of the three have changed through the soul. The Rubik's Cube stated.

"The soul has undergone transformation? Under what circumstances will the soul change?" Ito Cheng asked.

Under normal circumstances, when the practitioners are practicing to a certain extent, they can naturally undergo the transformation of the soul after the advancement. In addition, only the experience of special events, coincidences, and the realization of things can make the soul change. Rubik's Cube.

“Da Da Da Wu? Isn’t this the same as the roots, wisdom and realm of Buddhism and Taoism?” Ito Cheng’s psychological darkness, and then asked the Rubik's Cube again about this question. “Is that if it meets the requirements, when the average person dies? May spill over the secondary soul fragments?"

Yes. The cube is sure.

"I don't want to come to such a person. Modern times I don't know how many, but in ancient times, it is estimated that only the great Confucianism and Daxian can spill high-level soul fragments when they die." Ito became a psychological dark channel.

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"Plus there are still five days left today. At the end of the next mission, the mid-footer will definitely get a hundred percent. The current strengthening of this option is too rare. It is impossible for her to get too much improvement. In the future, the average person who is a normal person may not be able to hold on to the newcomers who will come and the next task. It seems that they have to cross again in these two days, but what world is better..." Ito’s frowning contemplation on the side of the second soul shard.

"铛铛~" Just then, the blessing bell outside the donation box suddenly sounded, and Ito was awakened from meditation.

“Thank you very much.” Then, the sound of Ito Bell said.

"Someone actually came to visit this time?" Ito Cheng stood up from the futon and walked to the front of the main hall, looking out to the side of the Ito Bell standing in front of the donation box. I saw a person who looks like twenty years old, about one meter five or five in height, with a slim body, a white short-sleeved t-shirt on the upper body, a black one-fold miniskirt in the lower body, a bright pink high-barrel stockings on the legs, and ankle canvas shoes. The dark long hair is tied into two pairs of ponytails that fall naturally, and the skin is fair, and the young women who are in the middle and upper class are chatting with Ito.

"Farewell." The woman, after looking at the two-eyed shrine, said to Yi Teng Ling, and then turned to walk down the hill during the return of Ito.

"It’s weird, there will be people coming to visit.” Ito Bell looked at the back of the woman’s departure and muttered softly.

"Is the big sister also feeling strange?" Ito Cheng said to the side of Ito.

"Of course, you don't know, there are no residents living around our home. Tokyo has not recovered since the nine-tail incident. Now there is no one going out. How can someone come to us now? It is a shrine in a remote place to pay homage." Ito bell sighed and said.

“Would you like me to go and see?” asked Ito.

"It's still different, I don't want my younger brother to become a perverted, obsessed, and madman." Ito Bell looked at Ito Cheng and laughed.

"Hey, the big sister knows a lot, it seems that there is no such thing as watching it." Ito became a brow and countered.

"What is your sister's saying that I am also a person who has been swaying in the society. I know that there is something strange about these things." Ito Ling reluctantly retorted, "I am a younger brother, you know very well about these words. Is it a younger brother?" Do you have any strange hobbies?"

Say, Ito-choe smiled and looked up at Ito, as if I really saw something.

"I am a boy, knowing that these are normal." Ito said disdainfully.

"That is also." Ito nod nodded a little, and then asked Ito to "I want to eat watermelon? I will take it."

"Well, trouble big sister." Ito Cheng said.

"That's good, you are waiting here." Ito Bell reached out and flicked Ito's forehead and smiled. Then I bypassed Ito, turned and walked to the back room, and soon walked out with a dark brown wooden tray, put the tray on the right side of the main hall, and picked up a piece of watermelon placed on it. Ito Say said, "Little brother, give it to you."

"Thank you." Ito Cheng walked to the side of Ito, and reached out and took the watermelon to thank him, then sat down on the steps and ate.

"It’s still a leisurely day." Ito Bell, who was sitting on the steps, took a bite from the tray and took a bite from the watermelon. He looked at the direction of the torii and sighed softly.