Rebirth Dominator

Fangxiu's empty new home has a little female ghost, Chen Jin. She will never speak when she can. If you talk too much and make her unhappy, she will disappear in front of you. You saw her.

Every morning at eight o'clock, she would turn on her precious radio on time, capable of receiving broadcast signals from other worlds, and sit on the sofa in the hall with it in her arms. Thin stature does not match at all.

She will turn up the volume to the maximum and shake Fang Xiu down from the upstairs. The sound of the broadcast is broken and chattering, like a magic sound filling the ears, and it is useless to cover the ears. This power is more powerful than what Fang Xiu set before. Bells are great.

Fang Xiu has been free and lazy for a while, and the days of being careless and unexamined are over. After all, there is one more person in the family? Fang Xiu's lazy attitude towards life has also undergone a big change, and he has an inexplicably energetic feeling.

As for the alien broadcast radio, not only the voice of the murloc can be received, but as long as it is tuned, it can also receive many columns about alien food, music, celebrity anecdotes and horror stories.

However, what Fang Xiu likes to listen to most is the alchemy teaching program at 8 o'clock in the morning, because this is the only radio program where one can get in touch with and learn extraordinary knowledge.

It's started! It's started. Today, Master Horace will focus on explaining the important points of attention in meditation! Fang Xiu ran down early in the morning, and saw Chen Jin listening to the radio with his arms in his arms.

Her beautiful blue eyes looked mechanically dull, and she sat there motionless, like a real puppet or ceramic doll.

Chen Jin didn't pay attention to Fang Xiu at all. She is a person who lives in her own world. If you don't interfere with her or talk to her, she will always be immersed in her own dream bubble.

Because Fang Xiu got angry at what she said yesterday, it seemed that it was because Fang Xiu kept calling her the little ghost, so today she didn't even translate the alchemy teaching column at 8 o'clock in the morning for Fang Xiu, and let Fang Xiu No matter what Fang Xiu said, she pretended not to see Fang Xiu.

Fang Xiu immediately took out a furniture supermarket commodity magazine that had been planned long ago, a thick one, which recorded the main products of a large furniture supermarket nearby, and he opened it in front of Chen Jin: Little...Chen Jin Jin, if you translate it for me, I will buy you whatever you want to buy here, and decorate your house.

Chen Jin couldn't leave Fang Xiu's home, and she couldn't even leave the basement for a long time, otherwise it would gradually weaken, so her house was the basement.

Only then did Chen Jin raise her head, and in an instant, she saw the thick magazine being flipped through quickly as if blown by the wind.

Clatter!

The pages of the book turned with a sound, and stopped at a certain page in the middle for an instant. At this moment, I saw a slight ripple in Chen Jin's gaze. It was a mirror full of retro styles and hollow patterns. Turned backwards and stopped on the next page.

The same retro-style furniture, above is a complete set, including a large bed that looks elegant and luxurious, an old-fashioned solid wood bookshelf, a sofa with a dark golden mahogany bottom, and a rattan-style chair.

After Chen Jin pointed to this page, she stopped talking and lowered her head.

I'm going, your eyes are poisonous! This set is not cheap! Fang Xiu looked at the price above, which added up to tens of thousands of yuan. Reluctantly decided to buy it.

Chen Jin finally began to translate the content of the broadcast. Fang Xiu was different from yesterday. Yesterday Fang Xiu copied the content with a notebook, but after copying it, Fang Xiu felt stupid. Wouldn’t it be fine to record it directly? ?

So Fang Xiu immediately turned on the tape recorder on his phone today, and he no longer has to spend half an hour to transcribe, which is really flattering.

Today's explanation is indeed about the details of meditation, and the focus is on the dream crystal meditation mentioned the day before yesterday.

However, after Fang Xiu finished listening, he turned on the phone and was about to listen to the details again to make sure that there would be no mistakes when he was meditating, but he found that the phone was blank and there was no sound. Neither progress bar nor fast forward work.

What's going on? Fang Xiu was dumbfounded. He recorded it with his mobile phone on. How could there be no sound at all, not only the voice of Chen Jin's translation, but also the voice of the radio.

This sound is not transmitted through the air, but directly acts on the brain. Whether it is Chen Jin's voice or the voice of the radio, the way they transmit the sound is a force that I cannot understand. Fang Xiu once again Thinking of the vague guesses I had before, it was truly confirmed at this moment.

At this time, Chen Jin took a look at Fang Xiu, and saw the notebook and pen that Fang Xiu threw on the table beside him flew up, and they copied it very quickly in front of Chen Jin.

Chen Jin didn't move at all, and saw the notebook kept opening, and the details of the previous meditation technique were written quickly on it. It didn't take long, and she saw that many pages were written, just like Fang Xiu's previous notes. The focus is different, and she even copied every word.

Amazing, you have the strongest brain! Fang Xiu didn't expect that she could memorize them all. Although the characters were in traditional Chinese characters, there was no dyslexia for Fang Xiu.

Don't worry, I'll buy what you want tomorrow! Fang Xiu excitedly took the notebook, decided to tidy it up, and then began to try his first meditation.

At night, Fang Xiu can witness whether this kind of meditation in an extraordinary world will work in this non-magic world.

After listening to the broadcast, Chen Jin returned to the basement downstairs with her precious radio in her arms. Fang Xiu thought that the basement should be tidied up. At least a TV should be installed to make it more lively.

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Burning incense, meditating, bathing, meditating...

Fang Xiu sat cross-legged on the bed, the sandalwood in front of him curled up, and he was still wearing the T-shirt that I wanted to cultivate before.

It is obviously a meditation technique from a strange, fantasy world, under Fang Xiu's leadership, but for some reason it is filled with the smell of cultivating immortals.

If you want to learn meditation, according to the details recorded by Fang Xiu, you must meet several conditions. First, your own natural spiritual power scale value exceeds 0.5 scale.

Second, this world must have a magic net, and third, it must have the correct way of guiding spiritual power, that is, meditation.

Fang Xiu is not too worried about the first and third points. He is also a space-time ruler, and his mental strength scale value is definitely not low. He has also mastered a fantasy dream crystal meditation technique.

But the second point is that this world must have a magic net. Fang Xiu feels a little uncomfortable. He feels that his own world should, probably, probably have no magic net. Otherwise, why is it called a world without magic?

Try and talk.

Fang Xiu closed his eyes, and just after taking a bath, his body also felt relaxed and refreshed. He smelled the clean scent of burning incense, restrained his distracted thoughts, guided his thoughts in his mind, and began to build a spiritual world and entity.

A colorful and dreamy crystal is constantly being constructed under Fang Xiu's thinking consciousness, condensing a little bit. The meditation technique is to gather all of Fang Xiu's spiritual power, concentrate them together, break through and hook into the magic net.

But at this moment, no matter what Fang Xiu did, he couldn't feel the existence of the so-called magic net. His spirit seemed to be wandering in an illusory land, and he could never find a destination.

In a daze, Fang Xiu entered a strange state, he seemed to be asleep even though he was awake.

Fang Xiu felt that his conscious thinking world burst into a white light instantly, and that dazzling light instantly illuminated his whole heart and his soul.

Tick tock!

At this time, the huge silver clock that filled the entire world fell from the sky.

Fang Xiu didn't connect to the magic net, and his meditation failed, but he didn't expect that he entered the clock space again by mistake.

This time Fang Xiu did not die, and time did not go back. He entered this clock space on his own initiative.

PS: The contract has finally arrived, and the status of the contract has been changed!