Rebirth of the Bitch [Transmigration Book]

Until sunset, on the mountain near the center of the Xuantian Temple area, the fairy light that continued to shine in an inconspicuous hut finally dimmed and returned to its original state.

Inside the house, Qi Mu stood and moved his wrists and ankles, his eyes were shining.

The wound that was paralyzed all over the body was healed in an afternoon, and the healing of the wound by an expert is really different!

Those who can practice are amazing, like it.

Elder Qin's face was a little pale, obviously exhausted, but at this moment a smile finally appeared on his stern face all day long, and the two people behind him were panting heavily, as if they were the ones who consumed the most energy.

But one thing in common is that the three people looked at Qi Mu with completely different eyes from before, as if they were looking at some ancient beast.

Seeing the undisguised joy of the young man in front of him, he jumped up and hit the roof with a bang, and he ran up and down for a long time before stopping. The two behind him looked at each other and smiled.

Elder Qin couldn't help but said: "Holding the pain by force is actually not conducive to recovery."

Being able to endure the purgatory pain for more than six hours is difficult for a strong Nascent Soul Stage, let alone Qi Mu, who is probably not able to condense Yuan Dan in this lifetime. He originally planned to impose a ban , but at this moment it is really an eye-opener.But most demon cultivators are straight-tempered, so they can't help reminding them kindly.

Being watched by the eyes of the three masters, Qi Mu panicked for a moment. He scratched his overlong hair, but the corners of his mouth could not be bent, and said lightly: "Thank you, it doesn't hurt."

The protagonist, Qi Mu, has been beaten for 15 years, his dantian is broken, his muscles and bones are atrophied, and some facial nerves are necrotic.

Elder Qin frowned, a little confused.How could it not hurt!The pain of continuous bones and tendons is second only to the moment when the dantian is broken... Thinking of this, the back of the dignified elder of the Demon Realm, who looks young and looks extraordinary, stiffens.

Then the boy replied flatly: "It's okay, this body is already used to pain."

Hearing this sentence, the two people standing behind trembled, and when they saw Qi Mu again, there were already some complicated emotions in their eyes, which seemed to be anger for injustice.

After the matter is done, the subsequent matters have nothing to do with the three of you. Before leaving, he found that Qi Mu had been staring at the empty wooden box. Elder Qin retracted his steps as he was about to step out: "We will take these away. , someone will take you to see Your Majesty in three days, do you have any other requests?"

The young man looked up blankly and said, "...I'm hungry."

Looking at the young man who couldn't pull out a smiling face, twitched ridiculously, and had bright amber eyes, Elder Qin silently took out the Qiankun bag, waved his hand, and the fairy light flashed, and the huge desk was full of exotic flowers and plants. , the two white jade bottles were filled with elixir, and the strong medicinal fragrance filled the whole room.

The eyes of the two people behind them stared straight. This person actually took out so many rare and precious medicines directly from his private collection. Qin Xiu, who became an elder at a young age, is a well-known iron rooster in the Demon Realm. Although his family background is deep, the key It's nothing!

When they got here, they couldn't see it anymore, they took out the Qiankun bag, a white light flashed, a dozen red vermilion fruits of different shapes, and each person took out a bottle of elixir.

Qi Mu's eyes were filled with green light, he was about to rush over, but he stopped suddenly, his body was in a strange posture, he tilted his head, looked at the three of them gratefully, grabbed a vermilion fruit and stuffed it into his mouth, In order to appear sincere, he looked at them with the same eyes while eating, and said vaguely: "Benefactor!"

The crowd fell.

Only then did he move his eyes away from his face, look down, and suddenly took a breath.

The young man in front of him has terribly slender fingers, his arms are almost covered with thin skin, his whole body is skinny, his skin is so white that it is almost transparent, he looks a lot taller just because there is only a skeleton left, his face is small, and his gaze is not like that of a boy. She is so immature, but she looks younger than 16 years old, with almost only one pair of eyes left.

The last few people almost ran away, and they didn't know why they were in a hurry to go out. When they stepped out of the door, Qin Xiu turned his head suddenly and struggled to say: "I, I will come back tomorrow."

After swallowing all the vermilion fruits, Qi Mu's eyes were fixed on a pile of weeds, no matter what it was, he grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth, the elixir melted in his mouth, turning into a surge of spiritual power , blended into the blood in the body, but always overflowed through the dantian not long after turning into true essence.

These have turned into water, there is not enough to eat, you bastard!

I'm still very hungry. I was so hungry that I couldn't speak before. Although the pain is blunt, it's not completely painless. It's just that I don't have the energy to speak. How should I shout?

Why is there no panacea that looks like a barbecue?

Such a genius setting, why didn't I think of it at the beginning, this is really possible!

If you eat too much grass, you will become the ORZ of sheep.

Four bottles of elixirs, two of which were full of small grains that looked like the Bigu pills I had eaten earlier, the remaining one had only one white pill, and the other had two red pills.

Why is there no instruction manual attached?

Two capsules of Bigu Dan can last for three days. Believe it or not, I ate the whole bottle.

Do not believe it? — Then I ate it.

There are nearly a dozen pills in a bottle, and the moment I eat it, my stomach bulges.

The world of comprehension is really miraculous, and the poor monk is about to die of swollen in a blink of an eye?

It has to be said that Qi Mu has developed a strong interest in cultivation until now, and the two-year-old boy can't do what he wants, so naturally he can only write articles to chase after sex, but now it's different!The best world is displayed in front of your eyes, the key is that these are all created by yourself!

Just do what you say, not all the cultivation methods are made up by yourself, not to mention a body of a person in this world is included as a gift. In the original text, the protagonist is too dependent on the lord, and he never thought of practicing by himself. If he didn't say it, he would lose his dantian Those who really can't cultivate, besides monks, there are also innate warriors in the cultivation world. Although their status is not as high as that of monks, they will not be weak in strength in the later stage.

Fortunately, most of these are ordinary elixirs with little medicinal properties, and will not cause a burden on the body. Even if they eat all of them, it is just a waste for the broken dantian.

Then, Qi Mu held the grass jelly and meditated all night until dawn the next day.

The process from hope to persistence to persistence to despair is still so bitter. If you don’t die, you won’t die. In the series, I abolished my dantian writing, and then in the era of comprehension, the only value is not awakened. There are only two skills left in his bloodline, not afraid of pain and endurance.

Your Majesty! !I'm ruined!

I really still need you, my lord!

My happiness and cultivation life for the rest of my life depends entirely on you, please cover me! (Huh, what's wrong?)

Waking up the next day, Qi Mu opened the door to breathe fresh air.

The sun was shining brightly, and there were mountains and ravines in sight, and I was actually halfway up the mountain. Sure enough, all flying immortals lived on the mountain!However, the poor monk will not Σ(っ°Д°;) っ.

Stretch, turn around, enter the door, close the door.All in one go.

How did the otaku in the 21st century develop?Answer: The weather outside is too good to go out.

For a whole day, Qi Mu was full of fantasies about what the demon king looked like.Countless adjectives such as disdainful to the sky, scornful of the world, and magnificent are not comprehensive enough. The more I think about it, the more curious I become, and finally I can't help but think about the details of the full text, although I can't remember it clearly.

The scumbag author has always had a habit that the central protagonist's growth type is not important, but the attack is different. He must be the most powerful person, otherwise he will overwhelm the protagonist who will become a god in the end (evil laugh)!Of course, this article is no exception. Although the final result is distorted, it will not damage Gongjun's detached status.

As a supreme being, it is natural that the nobler the status, the better, the higher the IQ, the better, the more aloof and arrogant the better, and the more perfect the appearance, the better... It is definitely a face that is absolutely impossible to grow in the real world, please. pleasing to the eye.

In the past six years, he said that he has written and finished many books. The main character of Gong Jun is generally gentle type, indifferent and arrogant type, ghost animal trembling S type... As for the demon king, the first type is crossed out.

None of this matters!The key is that Qi Mu is shamefully excited when he thinks of meeting the protagonist he has worked so hard to create.

For nothing else, this person is Yuan Luo, Yuan Luo!

I remember that the original text used a total of [-] words to describe the first appearance of such a god-man.

Regardless of the final result, there is only one thing that Qi Mu can honestly admit. The whole story in the original text was actually written for Yuan Luo. Every word and deed, every action has its own scenery.So much so that after a long time, I couldn't help but write a certain name in other articles as his.

God, please take it away!The same question, how should I smile at him so that the poor monk the day after tomorrow can show that I am not a backstabber?

Well, the poor monk doesn't seem to know how to laugh, the setting is simple and rough, not bad.

It was already afternoon when Qin Xiu came.Seeing Qi Mu staring out of the window with dull eyes, he looked up and down, and then got stuck.

He looked outside the door and realized that he had gone to the right place. When he looked over again, he gasped. How could anyone change so much overnight!

The thickness of the skin that the young man clings to his body has increased a lot, and he no longer looks like a skeleton. There is a little blood on his pale face, and he looks much more energetic, and even has more inexplicable meanings.

Another bunch of spiritual fruits were placed on the table in front of him. Qi Mu raised his head for a moment, but found a water mirror lying in front of him. , the people inside also made the same action.

There was a person reflected in the mirror, with big and bright amber eyes, red lips and white teeth, and loose black hair, but he looked quite delicate, a little younger than himself in reality, but he was indifferent, and the overall appearance was good.

But Qi Mu suddenly had the urge to throw the mirror.

Why don't you be so simple and rude, this is clearly your original face!

Return my healthy complexion, what kind of trouble is this little boy going to do!

If the main character is a face taken from local materials, then my lord...

Also wearing a mask, a picture of the fourth brother Lanling King looking back and smiling came to life in his mind. Qi Mu's face was pale, his body tilted, and he sat down on the ground.