On the Attackability of the Comprehension Male Protagonist

Fu Qinghan didn't know how he bid farewell to Shi Tianxuan and returned to his room. He only knew that as soon as he returned to the room and closed the door, the vitality in his whole body swelled uncontrollably, and his meridians were throbbing.

He knew that his vitality was different from others, but he never mentioned it to anyone.

At first it was just because of his introverted personality, but later it was because he didn't want to reveal the secret of the box of books left by his mother.

That box of books is not something that an ordinary mountain village washerwoman can have, and the secrets hidden in it may be checked by him later.

As for now, the only thing in his mind is to keep Shi Tianxuan alive.

That person gave him everything now, that person, to him, is special.

So, be sure to survive.

There was a burning feeling of fullness in the right palm, which was the result of a large amount of vitality tumbling and flowing.His vitality flowed along the dantian, and gathered into a very considerable amount of vitality clusters like a sea of ​​rivers, and finally all of them were stuffed into a strange acupuncture point on his right wrist.

This is not the first time that this kind of meridian churning has occurred. Whenever he is emotional, there is a high chance of it happening. Although this situation seems dangerous, as long as he survives it, his cultivation will be obvious. He has improved a lot, so Fu Qinghan is not very flustered.

He sat directly on the ground, sank into his mind, and began to slowly control the direction of the large group of vitality.

I don't know how many weeks of running, the vitality finally obediently obeyed his guidance, wandered through the whole body, and finally slowly condensed on the right wrist, where it was stored and absorbed by the source point.

At this moment, Fu Qinghan, who has been an apprentice for two years, has already reached the late stage of heart-beating cultivation. Compared with the golden core stage of the master of Jianqi sect, Shi Tao, he is only a little short of epiphany.

What Fu Qinghan doesn't know at the moment is that in the realm of self-cultivation, practitioners who have cultivated this method of concentrating vitality on the right wrist are collectively referred to as——

magic repair.

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"Boom—"

Suddenly, red clouds with black silk appeared in the sky above Huomo Ridge. The sticky black silk wrapped in the red clouds was tumbling up and down accompanied by the white thunder light, causing the disciples and congregants of the Huomo Cult to rush out of the room. Run out to watch the excitement.

"Bai Lei! It's Bai Lei!!" A low-level congregation looked at the white thunder light overflowing from time to time in the sky in admiration.

"This white thunder is very powerful? I think the red cloud with evil spirit is more powerful!" Another congregation whispered beside him. "It is said in the classics that 'blood cloud with evil spirits' is quite an incredible celestial phenomenon of alchemy. It is said that it is not unique to alchemy. It depends on luck. You can't see one in eight hundred lifetimes. This is rare Go to heaven!"

"Everyone knows what you're talking about!" The previous congregation cast a contemptuous glance at the companion who made the noise, and then said, "That's why I said it must have been written by some senior uncle, Cheng Danyi. It’s not scary, what’s scary is that Cheng Dan actually has a thunder calamity! Even though it’s the lowest level of Bai Lei, it’s so heaven-defying..."

"I bet there is a cucumber in the lunch, it must be caused by some of the disciples of Master Dharma Protector!"

"Cut~ Just based on this battle, they are also from the generation of masters and uncles. How can those personal disciples who are as protective as treasures compare with the talented disciples trained by the elders? I bet that the two cucumbers belong to the lineage of ascetics." Master Uncle Elder!"

This group of low-level congregants who were mostly in Foundation Establishment or who had just entered Xuanzhao were discussing cautiously, when they saw the leader hurriedly appearing in the square in front of the Fire Demon Temple with three elders and six guardians.

And behind them, gifted disciples and direct disciples stood neatly behind their respective masters with distinct expressions and different expressions. From time to time, a few who usually had a good relationship also quietly exchanged their experiences.

They are not gifted disciples trained by the elders, but there are also quite a few direct disciples of the guardians standing behind them, so who is causing the vision?

The low-level members of the Fire Demon Cult who were clamoring for baskets of cucumbers just now felt deeply depressed.

You don't need to think to know who summoned these visions.

At this time, Jun Xiuyan felt that he had never been so forced.He felt that even being shot in the forehead by Dao Geng at that time was a thousand times better than his current situation-that would be a happy way to die anyway!

You won't be forced to be delayed by this strange thunder from heaven!In the midst of the thunder and the red clouds, Jun Xiuyan felt that his pain had completely disappeared, and he could even see the white electric current jumping happily on his arm with his eyes that could only be squinted by the lightning.

If he could speak, he would definitely point his middle finger and say to the group of electric lights, "Jump your sister!" ! 'Come out, but he was so struck by lightning that he didn't even have the energy to open his mouth.

What the hell does this mean? ! ! !

Shouldn't the setting of being struck by lightning be the protagonist's patent? !The golden finger treatment is obviously only given to the protagonist!Do you need such a high degree of self-evolution ability? !Could it be that in this era, in addition to the lucky and invincible cheats for the protagonist, even the boss also needs cheats?

Damn, so stylish.

Jun Xiuyan, who was speechless, could only despise this era that did not cherish golden fingers in his heart.

Gritting his teeth fiercely, controlling the vitality in his body to protect his vitals, Jun Xiuyan, who stood upright with a crackling white thunder on his head, never thought that after closing his eyes and opening them, such a result would happen.

In fact, he just shut down after digesting 'Hongxue' with Long Xun's help.Of course, during the retreat period, he just, accidentally, had another dream.

Originally, Jun Xiuyan thought that it would be the best result to achieve the original cultivation level of this body after eating 'Hongxue' to reshape the meridians, but after he really started to retreat, he found that he had just closed his front feet. In a blink of an eye, the hind feet are instantly placed in an extremely empty place, surrounded by a vast expanse, and the whole person is immersed in the goose-yellow cloud and mist.

In this state, the months of preparation for writing this article were extremely forceful and repeated in his mind over and over again. He tried to recall other things, but it was of no use—this world gave him infinite From the beginning to the end, there is only this one thing in my memory.

Over and over again, he felt that his thoughts had never been so clear, and he even slowly recalled what kind of pen he used and what brand of ink he used to record in what notebook.This kind of scene made him feel boring, but it was really strange and a little too much. Even with his calm and ruthless temper tempered by the wind and waves, he was terrified for a long time.

He revisited the serious and apprehensive feeling when he was writing the text countless times, and saw himself typing that line more than once. "Because of work reasons, this book is temporarily suspended, and I will update it when I have time. But there is no guarantee that this is a pitiful message, and with it, he has witnessed his own death time and time again.

Jun Xiuyan felt that he had been in this empty world where "death" had been repeated countless times for so long that he had forgotten everything, and the only person he remembered was Dao Geng, or rather, that was the only person he saw here. obtained living things.

Dao Geng—as his only lover, shouldn't Dao Geng be loyal to him?Why did you kill him?Why kill him?

At first, Jun Xiuyan really wanted to take the time to figure it out, but the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't understand it.He knew that his EQ data had problems since he was a child, and he also wanted to truly experience the so-called "love" from his lover.

He felt that he had given everything he could, so Dao Geng...does he still not love him?Otherwise, why would love him kill him?Isn't that ridiculous?

Jun Xiuyan feels that there are still very few things that he can't understand, but 'feeling' is definitely the first to bear the brunt of it. After thinking about it, he feels that he is still seldom familiar with 'feeling', a non-concrete thing. wonderful.

Anyway, he just planned to find a place to live his life peacefully and peacefully, and he didn't think about having too much involvement with this world...

So, here comes the point.

If he has been staying in this goose-yellow boundless place, can he go back and live the life he planned?

Gradually, even Dao Geng's impression became light to the extreme. Jun Xiuyan felt that after staying in this world for a long time, the previous life in his mind had been almost forgotten as if hundreds or thousands of years had passed.The continuous memories dissipated with the goose yellow mist around him, leaving only two words in the end.

Heaven.

Jun Xiuyan tried hard to open his eyes to see clearly, but the moment he saw clearly, he woke up as if struck by lightning.Then, a voice told him—'It's time to open your eyes. '

No matter what Jun Xiuyan 'sees' after closing his eyes, it doesn't count as the 'thousands of years' confused thinking in his cognition.

In fact, after he closed his eyes, the aura around him rushed into his meridians through the aura channel created by 'Hongxue' as if he didn't need money, instantly stretching him into a balloon-shaped fat man, and The source point on Jun Xiuyan's right wrist, who was sitting in the monastery, also operated crazily with the entry of a large amount of spiritual energy. The spiritual energy was instantly compressed into a controllable vitality and stored.So, on the surface, the "balloon fat man" named Jun Xiuyan deflated again at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After being so swollen and deflated for countless times, Jun Xiuyan finally returned to his original normal state. Just when the energy accumulated in his body had accumulated so much that he could no longer let it go, his body subconsciously planned to move Compress the already obedient vitality so that the source acupoint won't be able to hold it.

Therefore, when Jun Xiuyan, who was carrying out the "thousand-year repeated memory killing" in the chaotic clouds, was awakened by the word "Heavenly Way", his real body was also awakened by lightning.

Then, Jun Xiuyan, who was awakened by the chop, found a small golden pill was condensing in the source point on his right wrist.

And then, it was his state of being embedded in the cloud and being struck by lightning.

Damn it!When will this lightning strike be over!

Jun Xiuyan, who finally came to his senses, looked at the more joyful Dian Guang dancing on his arm, wanting to cry.

Seeing that a white thunder with nine bolts of lightning slammed into Jun Xiuyan's already shattered defense circle built with vitality, and died together as he wished, Long Xun, who stood by and watched for a long time, finally felt a little nervous. Can't hold back the loud warning.

"The last white thunder is a mother thunder and ten son thunders, use the golden core to carry it hard! Don't show weakness!!"

At first, Jun Xiuyan, who was thinking of "can't afford to offend, can afford to hide", listened to Long Xun's words verbatim, and without thinking, he controlled the golden pill in his right wrist to meet the thunderous thunder. The last white thunder.

It seems that I heard the sound of the forearm bone being smashed just now?It's crunchy.

Before his consciousness was engulfed by thunder or red clouds, Jun Xiuyan thought about it in a daze.