The little junior sister was born rebellious, and the heroine fell into a trap and buried her in the

New spiritual roots finally grew.

In the middle of the large gray-black marks, a thin gray bud root, as big as a match head, poked out its tip.

The tip of the bud is so delicate and fragile that it can be broken with a little finger.

But as this little bud emerged, her body made a qualitative leap.

The most intuitive point is that when she wants to use gray spiritual energy, she does not have to spend time synthesizing it with five spiritual roots in her dantian.

As long as she has a thought, it is like extracting the spiritual energy from the five spiritual roots, and she can do whatever she wants.

The only heartbreaking thing is that the spiritual essence given by my uncle is gone.

That is the spiritual marrow worth tens of thousands of high-grade spiritual stones.

If it were at an auction, it might be worth 100,000.

Hehe, her Dantian is very knowledgeable, no wonder he doesn't get angry with her.

Lu Lingyou comforted herself, luckily this was the last time.

After building the foundation, there is no need to consume spiritual stones.

What happens next is more step-by-step.

I usually go to the library to read books on the art of weapons, and practice activating the will-o'-the-wisp dumplings.

Since she advanced, the willow fire dumpling has moved directly from the consciousness space to her Dantian.

Euphemistically called it, it feels like home there.

Wei Chengfeng, Meng Wuyou and Cang Qing came to investigate one by one and came to the conclusion that it was the root of chaos.

Just the word "chaos" shocked Lu Lingyou's body.

The name sounds awesome.

But how awesome is it?

The three of them couldn't explain why.

As for why they gave the warmth to the Will-o'-the-Wisp family, the three of them couldn't explain.

It can only be attributed to the fact that although will-o'-the-wisps are a thing of the underworld, chaos is the origin of all things.

So he will feel close.

Uncle Shi used the talisman skin and talisman ink made by Lu Lingyou, and the success rate of drawing the talisman increased from a maximum of four or five successes for a hundred to at least fifty successes for a hundred.

When it's good, it has a 70% success rate.

He was so happy that he stood on the top of his mountain, with his hands on his hips like a goose, and raised his head and laughed for three hours.

After laughing, someone sent Lu Lingyou a bunch of shiny, high-grade spiritual stones, and then turned around to study some more difficult talismans.

Night falls.

Cang Qing came out of the Talisman Making Room reluctantly.

Putting on a brand new black robe, "It's time to fulfill your promise."

He took out his extremely sharp natal spirit sword, which was covered with frost and cold spirit. He brushed it with a sword flower, and then carefully trimmed his beard and eyebrows in the mirror, making sure that his image was dignified, solemn, and domineering. Calm.

Then he picked up the spirit sword and a fire stick.

You little girl, get ready for my whipping.

As soon as Lu Lingyou reached the foot of Dahengwu Peak, Cang Qing carried him to the top of his peak like a little chicken.

As soon as she stood still, Cang Qing hit her with a stick.

Lu Lingyou felt a chill on his back, rolled on the spot, and his Tianling Gai was almost blown away.

Cang Qing was dressed in black robes and had a sneer, just like that perverted evil cultivator. He took a fire stick in his hand, took a step forward, and drew another stick.

Lu Lingyou rolled and crawled to avoid it again.

"Run as much as you like, fight back as much as you like, you can't escape from my grasp."

Lu Lingyou didn't know what the other party meant, but she really didn't expect that her uncle would actually be willing to practice sword practice with her, a little shrimp who had just established a foundation.

She hurriedly took out her mysterious sword to resist.

Before it even touched the fire stick, he was kicked away again.

"Don't just use the sword. Come up with fireball, earth escape, water condensation, and entanglement techniques. If you meet me, you will pass today."

Lu Lingyou complained secretly.

How could she know this?

King Juan felt that he was careless.

I was too preoccupied with sword practice and advancement, and didn't include learning techniques in my plan.

At this moment, she only regretted that she was not curly enough, otherwise she would be so disgraced.

When Cang Qing threw him back to Dahengwu Peak, Lu Lingyou had already released more air and less air in.

She tremblingly took out the Yuan-Yuan Dan, Yuan-Pei Dan, and various miscellaneous pills given to her by Master Wuyou, and stuffed them into her mouth.

Only then did he barely survive.

If it weren't for the corpses of the monsters in the storage bags, they would have been handed over to the sect.

She felt like she could eat a whole monster sashimi now.

Although she took medicine and slept for the first time, the next day, she still couldn't hold a pen steady.

When Su Xian came in, she saw her looking weak and unable to take care of herself.

"Little junior sister, I heard that you are building a foundation. Hey, what are you doing?"

"Been beaten?"

"Whoever dares to beat you up, please tell me and senior brother will help you teach him a lesson."

"That's not right, you are a direct descendant of the two peaks." The master said with eyes as precious as eyes after Xie Yu's incident, "I am sure no one will dare to take the initiative to trouble you."

"Little junior sister, you won't bring it upon yourself, will you?"

"Are you dating someone again?"

"You still lost the fight?"

"..."

Lu Lingyou didn't want to bring up this topic.

"Fifth Senior Brother is back so soon?"

Before going into seclusion, I heard that Su Xian had accepted a task of refining weapons and went down the mountain.

"Hey, don't mention it. The house is full of smoke and smoke. I'll work overtime to do the exercises for him before he leaves."

Su Xian went to the home of a quite capable casual cultivator.

As a result, the Sanxiu married twenty-eight wives and concubines.

The group of wives and concubines forced the casual cultivator to accompany them every night.

The casual cultivator also knows the interest.

Accompany this one today and that one tomorrow.

If you're in a good mood, just a few of them will accompany you.

I was annoyed to death by moaning and groaning all night.

He needs to distinguish colors and listen to sounds when making weapons. He cannot close his five senses and can only endure this torture.

Su Xian was trembling when she saw Lu Lingyou taking notes.

Somewhat distressed, "Junior sister, you're already like this, why don't you take some rest? The technique can't be learned in a day or two."

Lu Lingyou also put down his pen and said, "Okay."

"Then I won't learn the magic formula today."

Just when Su Xian was about to suggest that the two of them go down the mountain to visit the black market, he happened to make a small profit and went down to buy some materials for sword practice.

Then Lu Lingyou said again, "My hands and feet are not good, but my consciousness is okay. How about we practice sword practice today."

She controls fire, Su Xian refines sword, perfect.

Su Xian:......

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Su Xian, who had just returned to the sect and had not yet taken a breath, turned around and was pulled by Lu Lingyou to start practicing.

After giving birth to new spiritual roots, the connection between Lu Lingyou and Ghost Fire Tuanzi became even closer.

She is also much more comfortable controlling the energy of the will-o'-the-wisp dumplings.

At this time, she used her aura to wrap up the cyan energy, and she no longer felt the sharp pain in her consciousness.

However, the sword blank is worthy of being the best spiritual sword sword blank. It is still difficult for her to control the energy that can melt the sword blank.

The hard work is hard work, and it will pass if you endure it.

You won't die if you are tired.

While Su Xian was polishing the sword blank, she could meditate to restore her spiritual power.

The two of them hammered away all day long, after the last ray of sunshine fell.

The prototype of a completely black spiritual sword was finally born.

Even if the rune formation has not yet entered, the entire body of the spirit sword is still filled with frosty air, giving it a feeling that makes people afraid to look directly at it.

Su Xian wiped the sweat from his forehead.

After recovering from meditation for a while, he made the secret in his hand, and the golden runes shone with light and landed on the spiritual sword.

It's a pity that after the rune fell, there was no trace left on the spirit sword.

He tried several times and changed several methods, but still failed.

Lu Lingyou said, "Fifth Senior Brother, please rest while I come."