Immortality: My Spell Upgrades Infinitely

"This...is it a dream??"

Lu Chen was short of breath, and Jiang Hong'e on her body twisted wildly. She lay on Lu Chen's body and bit back and forth. She opened her mouth to bite Lu Chen's mouth, and Lu Chen blinked.

Jiang Hong'e suddenly turned into Fang Yuqi.

Chunxiang floats.

Yingying grasped it.

At this time, a strong suction force suddenly came from the opponent's mouth, and Lu Chen's blood pulsed violently in an instant. The blood in his whole body seemed to be boiling, and he wanted to spurt out from his mouth.

"no no......"

Lu Chen finally realized what was wrong and wanted to break free, but Fang Yuqi bit his mouth tightly.

Never letting go, sucking crazily.

"Here...here you!"

Lu Chen gritted his teeth, and could no longer feel the slightest ripple. He suddenly vomited out a mouthful of pure yang breath, which went straight into the opponent's mouth.

"Ah~~"

The other party screamed, and flew out of Lu Chen's body, showing its original shape in mid-air, and turned into a twisted black shadow. The black shadow had hands and feet, faceless and eyesless. It opened its mouth wide and let out a mournful wail. , There were fiery red cracks all over his body.

It seemed that lava was about to spew out.

Then there was a "bang", and it exploded to pieces.

"Hoohoo~~"

Lu Chen gasped for breath, opened his mouth and inhaled, the breath of pure yang came back into his mouth, but only half of it was left, it was a pity before it was too late, only to see a glowing figure condensed in the midair.

She is a pretty nun.

With tears on her face, she cried and laughed. She bowed to Lu Shenyingying, opened her mouth to say something, but no sound came out, and it turned into light rain in the blink of an eye.

fade away.

"It's Yinhun again... Yuanzhen really deserves to die!"

Lu Chen gritted his teeth, feeling angry and afraid. If he hadn't practiced Changchun Kung Fu and had a strong control over his body, when this ghost took the first bite, he would have left his body with all his blood.

Completely turned into a mummy.

It's too dangerous!

too terrifying!

Looking back now, I am still terrified.

but.

The previous feeling seemed to be... quite cool.

Lu Chen couldn't help recalling the scene just now, Jiang Hong'e...Fang Yuqi, one protruding forward and backward, the other wanting to refuse but still welcoming, he was a little confused for a moment, he touched his mouth, and found that the sides of his mouth were full of blood, and his lower lip was covered with blood. The ghost bit it.

Fortunately, the injury was not serious.

Picking up the herbal tea on the table and rinsing his mouth, Lu Chen muttered indignantly:

"My first kiss is gone..."

Thinking of that ghost, Lu Chen felt bad. That pretty nun was also a victim. She must have been cast by Yuan Zhen with a sorcery [Yinhunbao], trying to make a ghost. Fortunately, he killed it with a breath of pure yang. took it.

It can also be regarded as helping him to escape.

And he didn't have nothing to gain, he stretched out his hand and touched the light curtain in front of him:

"Expand!"

【Conditions for Immortal Eternal Spring Skill Upgrade】:

【1】: Practice for three days (1/3 not achieved!)

[2]: Three dead souls (2/3 not achieved!)

【3】: Ten grains of spiritual sand (completed!)

 …

Killing a ghost just now is considered a dead soul. In this way, two of the three most difficult dead souls have been completed. As long as you work harder, you can upgrade again soon.

"Upgrade as soon as possible, and then solve Yuanzhen's serious trouble!"

Having made up his mind, Lu Chen lay down on the bed and continued to sleep, in a trance, for a long time... before falling into a deep sleep.

 …

Yesterday was the fifth year of Emperor Kang of the Dahao Dynasty.

late november.

Today is the penultimate day of November, the weather is extremely gloomy, and there is a lot of rain falling from the sky. Lu Chen got up early in the morning, practiced the Changchun Kungfu and Kasyapa hands a few times, and planned to go out for breakfast.

"Squeak~~"

Just when he opened the door, Lu Chen was startled.

I saw a person standing outside the door, protruding forward and backward, Su Daji... No, Jiang Hong'e! The other party was like a beautiful lady, holding a red paper umbrella in her slender hands and holding a white fur fox in her arms.

It seems to come from a famous painting.

Beautiful figure.

The face is charming.

Lu Chen suddenly remembered what happened last night.

A gust of wind blew, shivering, subconsciously took two steps back, and said:

"You... are you a human or a ghost?"

Jiang Hong'e pursed her lips and smiled lightly, twitched her eyebrows a few times, hugged the fox in her arms and turned around, with the corners of her skirt flying and spring waves rippling, she said playfully, "What do you think?"

"It's fine if it's not a ghost."

Lu Chen heaved a sigh of relief, saw the shadow under the opponent's feet, and asked again:

"Is there something wrong with the lady lay?"

"Hmm~"

Jiang Hong'e snorted lightly, and said meaningfully:

"I heard that your master died in closed door?"

Thinking of yesterday's retreat, Lu Chen was a little embarrassed, and said cheekily:

"yes!"

The other party smiled charmingly, and asked directly: "Is your [Circle Light Technique] sold?"

[Sword Control Technique] is a first-level ordinary spell, while [Circle Light Technique] is an authentic-level spell, and only the "Su Nu Secret Dao Jing" is comparable to it. Lu Chen didn't want to sell it, but he didn't talk about it, perfunctory road:

"It can be sold, but... very expensive!"

"Okay, come to the Red Chamber tonight, let's discuss it."

After Jiang Hong'e finished speaking, she didn't talk nonsense, holding a red paper umbrella, she turned around and walked back and forth, swaying gracefully in lotus steps. Lu Chen took the opportunity to widen his eyes, stared at the opponent's feet, and let out a long breath.

Sure enough... still not touching the ground!

Jiang Hong'e seemed to have sensed something, turned around suddenly, smiled charmingly at Lu Chen, and said softly:

"Little Taoist priest, the slave family is waiting for you on the third floor of the Red Mansion Garden, see you at night~"

At this time, two passers-by happened to pass by, and their eyes widened after hearing the words. When they looked at Lu Chen, they looked incredulous, and then showed meaningful expressions.

"This goblin!"

Lu Chen muttered, and quickly closed the door.

After waiting for a long time, he left the Taoist temple in a hurry and ate two bowls of noodle soup on the street. Since he started to practice Immortal Changchun Kungfu, he felt that his appetite had increased a lot.

Two bowls of noodle soup are enough to fill me up.

"Boom boom boom!"

Just returned to Changchun Temple, there was a knock on the door of the temple.

"Who is it?"

"Brother Taoist, letter, your letter~"

"Squeak~~"

Lu Chen opened the courtyard door, and saw a pretty little girl standing outside the door. She was not yet ten years old, she was thin and small, and she was wearing a patched gown.

Because the hem of the clothes is too long, it has been stained with black dirt.

Because it was raining lightly.

A pair of small faces that have not yet opened are wet, and the ponytail on the back is also covered with water droplets.

Looking at the little girl, Lu Chen vaguely remembered the identity of the other party. He was his neighbor. His surname was Meng, but his specific name was unclear. There was a nickname that seemed to be "Yaoyao". Her father was a bookworm, her mother died early, and her family was quite poor.

The northeast corner of Fengxian Town is relatively remote.

The houses are not next to each other. It is said that they are neighbors, but in fact they are not close. The other party lives on the street, and the two sides are separated by hundreds of meters.

Lu Chen took the letter and said doubtfully:

"Who sent the letter?"

The little girl thought about it, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com said crisply: "A person wearing a bamboo hat, strong and strong."

"Oh."

Lu Chen nodded, not in a hurry to read the letter, and asked again: "Why are you wearing your father's gown?"

The little girl's expression was a little downcast, she lifted the corner of her clothes, and said:

"Daddy is dead..."

Lu Chen was taken aback for a moment, and understood that the bookworm was probably killed by the robbers who broke the city. He pulled the little girl to the eaves, wiped her little face with his sleeve robe, and said softly:

"Is there anyone else at home?"

"And grandpa."

Lu Chen was relieved when he heard the words, but it seemed that this grandpa didn't seem to be able to take care of others. He took the scissors from the temple, cut the little girl's gown short, put the scissors down, and rubbed his empty hands , showed it to the little girl, and said with a smile:

"Look, there's nothing there?"

"Hmm~~"

The little girl nodded timidly, not knowing why.

Lu Chen rubbed his hands again, opened it suddenly, and saw a handful of scattered copper coins in his palm.

The little girl's eyes widened and she looked around curiously.

Lu Chen said: "For you."

The little girl hurriedly took two steps back, timidly, not daring to answer.

"Take it, since you called me 'Brother Daochang', this is a meeting gift for you, you can come to Changchun to visit me in the future if you have anything to do."

"Oh, thank you Daochang brother~"

Watching the little girl bouncing away, Lu Chen smiled, opened the letter, and saw a line of small characters written on the paper:

On the second floor of Zuixiang Building, let's talk!

"Yuanzhen!"

Although there was no signature and no logo, Lu Chen was the first to think of the Great Monk Yuanzhen.