That night, Liu Xiaolou tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Suddenly, there are two strong competitors for worship, and their cultivation levels are two levels higher than his. How can he sleep well?
The two competitors are also very cautious and do not want to reveal their strength in advance so that they cannot get a glimpse of their true appearance. Since their cultivation is shallow and they cannot know the enemy well, they will definitely not be able to get benefits tomorrow, and they do not know about the recruitment of Hongluo Villa. If there are less than a few offerings, my wish may be in vain.
At dawn the next day, there was no one in the east and west wing rooms, and I don't know where the two people went. It was still early before the dinner party, so Liu Xiaolou went out of the yard and took a stroll in the village. There were some places he couldn't go, and naturally the manager of the village politely stopped him. He just walked around the places he could go, and left without realizing it. Arrive at Zhuangbei.
Zhuangbei is close to Bailu Lake. Under the sunshine, the snow on the shore continued to melt yesterday, gurgling into the lake water and raising clouds of smoke. Liu Xiaolou stood on the lake embankment and looked around. He felt relaxed and happy. All the worries from last night gradually disappeared and he no longer cared about it. I'm lucky to get it, but I'm going to lose my life, so why force it?
Suddenly he saw a person sitting on the tree crown dozens of feet away to his left, his snow-white robes fluttering in the breeze. He was the Baiyun Swordsman. Looking to the right again, there was a three-foot-high lake stone a hundred feet away, sitting on the lake. Those who practice breathing on the stone are the elites in green shirts.
Liu Xiaolou secretly felt ashamed and blamed himself for wasting half an hour. Although there is no spirit stone, transforming the true essence is not the whole of practice. After thinking about it, I am also ready to become familiar with the Lidi Sanyuan Cable.
Baiyun Swordsman has the ability to meditate on the tree crown, but Liu Xiaolou does not have it. It is okay to jump up and step on the tree crown, but it is impossible to sit firmly on it for a long time. At most, he will fall down after holding on for a few breaths. This ability is quite impressive, and I don’t know if I can achieve it when I break through to the fifth level in the future.
As for the large lake stone under the green-robed scholar's seat, Liu Xiaolou looked around but couldn't find it. He had to look for a relatively clean place and sit down.
The true energy was poured into his right arm, and he sensed the spiritual cord that was like a meridian, so he guided the true energy in. Half of the head of the spiritual cord suddenly appeared, squirming like a spiritual snake spitting out its core.
At the same time, there are eleven acupoints on the Taiyin meridian of the hand, 20 acupoints on the Yangming meridian of the hand, 21 acupoints on the Taiyin meridian of the foot, 45 acupoints on the Foot Yangming meridian, and eight points on the Jueyin meridian of the hand that have been opened. The acupuncture points, as well as the Jingming point that was opened by swallowing snake gall in Wuling Mountain, all one hundred and six acupuncture points trembled, and lit up one by one in the scattered yuan cords off the ground, twinkling like stars. This is the shadow point.
The effectiveness of this spiritual cord is closely related to the master's cultivation level, and it reflects the master's cultivation realm. As long as the acupuncture points opened by the enemy are within 106, they will be completely covered by the 106 shadow acupoints lit up in the spirit rope. The true energy in the acupoint pool cannot flow, loses spirituality, and loses the ability of the true energy. The spiritual power is waiting to be sucked away by the rope.
It's like a person's breathing holes are blocked, so he is suffocated to death and drained dry. This is the so-called "dispersing essence" effect.
Of course, its weaknesses are also very prominent. As long as the acupuncture points opened by the enemy cannot be completely covered, the true energy will have room to flow. There is still a way for "breathing". The more acupoints that cannot be covered, the less effective the "dispersing energy" will be. The weaker.
Therefore, this spiritual cord is still not fully effective for the current Liu Xiaolou - because the meridians and acupuncture points opened by each person during the Qi refining period are blocked, and at the same level, it can only lock part of the opponent's acupoints. But it can increase in power as Liu Xiaolou's cultivation level increases, and it has strong growth potential.
After controlling the sensor for a long time, I felt that it was much more proficient in using it. Seeing no one around, I got up and went to the lake, released the spiritual rope from my wrist, and plunged one end of the rope into the lake.
The rope was about ten feet long, and after more than half of it was inserted into the lake, Liu Xiaolou not only connected his meridians to the spiritual rope, but his senses were also integrated into the spiritual rope. Like the spiritual rope, his eyes also penetrated into the water, sensing the situation under the water. .
Every sand, every stone, every grass, every insect, every fish, every crab, every shrimp and every snail is all reflected in my mind, just like before my eyes.
Wait, snail?
The snail was as big as a child's fist, and its outer shell seemed to be covered with silvery-white dewdrops. It burrowed through a few rocks and sand at the bottom of the lake. It was extremely agile and could swim three times faster than a fish. It was indeed a spiritual creature. , very different from ordinary shellfish.
This white dew snail is extremely alert. If there is any abnormal movement, it will swim away in the blink of an eye, making it difficult to catch. Liu Xiaolou relaxed his mind and kept the connection with the soul rope as if there was nothing there. Because of this, the soul rope was softly suspended in the lake water, like a waterweed without roots, and gently moved with the microwave. The swing ripples.
I don’t know how long it took for the spirit rope to finally float to the side of the Bailu Fushou snail. The snail had adapted to the existence of the spirit rope and thought it was an ordinary waterweed, so it didn’t care. Liu Xiaolou finally caught the opportunity and the rope head exploded. Get up, wrap the whole shell around, and lift it up to the water.
From Chenshi to Shenshi, Liu Xiaolou concentrated on catching white dew snails by the lake, so as to practice how to improve the control and use of the scattered Yuansuo off the ground. After most of the day, he only caught three. If they were sliced, it would be about It can be cut into half a plate, which shows how difficult it is to catch this white dew snail.
It stands to reason that these three white snails are the property of Hongluo Villa. As a guest, it was not appropriate for Liu Xiaolou to take them without telling him, so he pried out the snail meat and swallowed it raw. He prepared it before the dinner started. Pad your belly. Although he doesn't have much spiritual power, he needs to persevere in adding bricks and mortar to his true energy. He counts every bite without slacking off. This is the habit of a casual cultivator in Wulong Mountain.
At the time of You, the sun was setting in the west. The steward went to the lake and invited the three people to go to the banquet. The White Cloud Swordsman floated down from the tree crown, and the Qingshan Scholar tied his clothes on the lake rocks. Liu Xiaolou hurriedly threw three snail shells into the lake and followed them into the village.
Looking back at the lake under the setting sun, I suddenly saw several villagers struggling to carry the lake stone where the Qingshan scholar meditated. They were transporting it back to Zhuangzi. I was shocked at the moment. The relationship between this guy and Hongluo Villa seemed to be very close. It's really not small, you can't compete with it.
The dinner was held in the largest Luwei Hall in Zhuangzi. There were two red and gold lacquered purple nan pillars standing in the hall. The rules were really quite strict. A dozen tables have been set up in the hall. Except for the main table in the middle, there are five tables arranged on the left and right, all the way to the door. There are many people standing in the hall. The host has not arrived, and no one has sat down. .
Liu Xiaolou followed him into the hall, and chose a corner to stand and wait. Looking around, he saw that all the handsome boys in the hall were either handsome, handsome, comfortable, wearing jade belts to watch the wind, or graceful and calm. Even if he looked there, It feels quite eye-catching.
What are you doing? Hongluo Villa recruits worshipers, but they judge people based on their appearance?
In this way, does your chance greatly increase?
Liu Xiaolou couldn't help but fell into deep thought.
