Worrying about having sex with myself every day

"boom--"

As soon as the man in red finished speaking, An Qing's hands turned into two furry paws... oh, paws, there is a round, pink flesh in the middle, and four paws with extremely short fingers.

Why is the noble sky fox's paw such a meatball!I don't agree with the patriarch!

An Qing, who was in a crooked building, thought about his freshly baked claws, then smiled confidently at the man in red, pressed his fleshy claws into the ink, and then "patted" on the talisman paper... ...There is still no trace on the talisman paper, silently expressing his own ridicule: Oh, stupid "human" with claws!

The man in red shook An Qing's sleeves all over his face: "You think about it for a while, and you will take the second test later."

An Qing caught the jade slip that had just arrived on his claws, expecting to see a lot of experience from his seniors, but after a sweep of his consciousness, there was only one sentence in it:

——You are a noble sky fox!

So this jade slip is a re-read jade slip? [not

An Qing stared at this sentence and pondered for a while.

He is a sky fox now → he should think about what the sky fox can do → the natural talent of the sky fox → the fox family is good at illusion → he has awakened the blood of the fate of the magic → the fate of the illusion → could it be that he writes and draws without a pen, think about it that's it?

So he is so powerful √

Suddenly, I felt so distressed that I used to practice talisman writing all over the room until my hands cramped, and I was so dazzled by the formation calculation, how could I break it!

After feeling sorry for herself for three seconds, An Qing couldn't hold back her excitement, and began to search for illusions in the storage ring that her beautiful mother gave her, and then...

I heard that the fox clan is a race with a strong sense of collective honor, and it turns out that it is true. In the jade slips given by my mother called "Knowledge of My Clan", 10,000 words of history introduction of the fox clan were omitted, not to mention those glorious years There are [-]+ words of poignant and beautiful love stories with amazing beauty.

In the end, only one sentence was used for the ability of future generations.

——Be proud of you as a fox clan. A noble race like ours doesn’t need a master. Don’t disgrace my clansmen. Learn it yourself, kid!

An Qing rubbed her face with her meaty paws, I'm still a child!Ask for advice!Seeking band!

Silently thinking of his parents who left him to travel around the world after self-cultivation at the age of 15, and inexplicably thinking of Yan Kong An Zhenji and his narcissistic younger brother, An Qing never thought that human beings are such a lovely and humble race!He really wants to continue being a human being!

An Qing supported his chin with his paws, and wagged his tail unconsciously, well, he has realized himself anyway, so let him go free.

Then An Qing closed his eyes and started to operate "Xuan Yin Strategy", but this time, he did not continue to use the mixed gas, nor did he use the essence of the moon, but simply used the monster energy to operate.

The demonic energy in the body itself has adapted to being entwined with the spiritual energy and demonic energy, and it was a bit reluctant to be taken out alone at first.

An Qing's demonic energy is light blue-purple. Anqing first tried to guide the demonic energy to slowly circulate through the meridians, but the silver-white aura followed closely.

An Qing didn't force it, and let the three kinds of qi in his body be inseparable, but when he was circulating the monster qi, he imagined that a plate of fried chicken appeared in front of his eyes, with golden color, crispy yellow skin, and the chicken was well-organized It's still a little white and tender, with a tangy aroma. Normally, Xue Fan would prepare two plates of this kind of fried chicken, one plate sprinkled with cumin, the other plate smeared with Ji Li sauce. The sauce is crispy and sweet, and the chicken is salty...

An Qing thought very seriously, and even thought that in the past when Xue Fan stayed in the sea of ​​consciousness, he would conjure up oil pans, chicken legs, and make a pass himself to lure him in. Usually, Xue Fan was only wrapped in a long robe, with a slender body. Cleanly cut the chicken legs with clean hands, brush the sauce with oil and wrap the noodles, then put it into the oil pan with a "crash", and it will be fried in a short while!

Aww... An Qing unconsciously licked her lips, opened her eyes, and saw Xue Fan holding a white porcelain plate, on which six chicken legs were arranged, three cumin golden ones, three golden ones. Thistle is orange-yellow and has an attractive aroma.

"Qing'er, come and taste it." Xue Fan greeted with a gentle voice.

An Qing stood without moving, just looked at "Xue Fan" indifferently and said: "It turns out that my illusion can be so realistic."

The reason why Anqing can tell that this is his own illusion is only because if Xue Fan did it himself, Xue Fan would always arrange a plate of chicken legs into a heart shape, and the Ji Li sauce that was wiped was also a smiling face. He didn't pay attention to this detail when he was fantasizing just now, and even though Xue Fan in the illusion looks exactly the same as Xue Fan, he still feels that there is something different.

But it was the first time that An Qing found out that he could still use illusion, and An Qing was still very excited. He went forward to taste the chicken leg that he had transformed, but found nothing.

At this time, the man in red appeared again: "This is the first time for you, and it is not possible to create something out of nothing, and the monster energy in your body is not in place, but this is not bad, you can try it." I'm going to try my second test question, and I'm going to transform a talisman array on the talisman paper just now."

After hearing what the patriarch said, An Qing didn't rush to the exam questions, but instead asked: "Can I eat something that is transformed into something? When can I create something out of nothing?"

The man in red was obviously happy with Anqing's eagerness to learn, coupled with his sense of pride in his own race, at this time he explained carefully like an elder who cared for the younger generation: "Actually, human monks can also do it by virtue of the illusion of real things. There are many Human beings can also create illusions out of nothing, but human beings are human beings after all, and they are still inferior to us."

"Human illusions are transformed by reciting some specific formulas silently through aura, and we can imagine for ourselves that their illusions are vulnerable in our eyes, and their flaws will spontaneously magnify infinitely in our eyes. And our illusion can not only be fake, it can also be changed."

"Take your chicken legs as an example. You can have all the colors and colors just at the beginning of the illusion, and the illusion of human illusion to produce fragrance is already an advanced illusion of human beings."

"There is also the illusion of physical objects. You may have heard stories like this. Turn a stone into a chicken leg and eat it. It is still a stone, but this is human beings. We can turn stones into real ones by relying on physical objects. You can completely eat the chicken legs."

"Stop your embarrassing eyes, your saliva is about to flow out, how can our noble Sky Fox only have such a little pursuit, how can a single chicken leg be enough? At least it's a whole chicken feast!"

The man in red changed the subject, and taught seriously, as if he taught the juniors that their pursuit is not to feast on chickens, but to conquer the world, which is something to be proud of.

An Qing nodded, humbly being educated, it makes sense, a chicken leg or something is really weak compared to a whole chicken feast, and chicken wings or something is also his love, worthy of being the patriarch!What a long-term vision!

Seeing An Qingliang's admiring eyes, the man in red expressed his satisfaction, straightened his back, and continued to start the road of lighting up the skills of the younger generation, explaining a little more carefully: "However, there is one thing that must be remembered in illusion, and you must not indulge too much in it. Among them, my family's illusion technique is good for creating something out of nothing, but it cannot escape the rules of heaven after all."

The seemingly unconnected words made Anqing a little curious, and he couldn't help saying: "Is it okay to think about using illusion?"

The man in red smiled proudly when he heard the words: "If our clan's illusion can be used well, we can get whatever we want."

"What is the rule of heaven that cannot be escaped?" An Qing did not miss the sadness that flashed in the eyes of the man in red while smiling proudly.

"Illusion has reached a certain level and can no longer be simply called illusion."

"In the past, there was a genius in our family who could transform a life in the blink of an eye."

"Life?" An Qing was surprised, and the man in red continued to speak.

"Yes, it is a real life. For example, what you conjure up is an edible chicken leg, and what he conjures up is a living chicken with spirituality."

"At that time, he was only [-] years old when he transformed into life for the first time. To my family, he was just a child. I only thought that he was a once-in-a-million-year genius. Naturally, any good resources are close to him."

"However, we neglected that he was just a child at the beginning, and when he needed guidance the most, it was extremely easy to indulge in illusion."

"He is indeed a genius, and because of his extraordinary talent, we have nothing to teach his illusion, so we let him indulge in illusion."

"When he became an adult, he transformed into a small world of his own, and even became our family's hiding place during times of turmoil."

"But his cultivation has stopped growing since he was born in a small world, and he even started to age when he was only a thousand years old."

"In the end, he voluntarily became the world spirit of the small world he was born in. Only then did we know that when the illusion reaches the level of generating life, it has already touched a rule, giving his life and sacrificing his own life."

Speaking of this, the man in red stopped. He bowed his head slightly. He still remembered the small world he had been to back then. It was extremely small, only a hundred square meters, but there were all kinds of creatures that the child had seen. It was very kind, he still remembered the proud and shy look of that child when he brought them in, and the dim eyes and calmness when he finally voluntarily became a world spirit.

World Spirit, An Qing couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

There are two kinds of world spirits, one is living spirits, and the other is undead spirits. The former is born because of a certain world's deep blessings and a lot of power, and the latter is to maintain the existence of an exhausted world, and it comes from self-destruction. Make the world.

"That's why your cultivation level is still relatively low. Even if you have good talent, remember not to indulge in it. Make the illusion work for you instead of being trapped in the illusion."

"In the same way, the way of the talisman array is also the same. The so-called cause and effect, the so-called trade-offs, are just a thought. Now, how about you try again?"

This time, An Qing understood how to draw the patriarch's huge talisman paper—by using illusion to print the talisman array he conceived directly on the talisman paper.

After An Qing figured it out, he found it interesting, and stepped forward with great interest, and the vision suddenly appeared.