Looking at the spitted artificial clay, Jiu Motoko couldn't hide the sadness. She wanted to get closer but was unwilling to touch the spit-stained creature. She said with a sad expression: "Little clay, my treasure. "
"Okay, why did you suffer such a disaster? We have been together for thousands of years and have never been apart. Think about how happy we are together to admire the Moon Palace, tour the Tianhe River, and pick up leaks in the Peach Garden."
"Now that you are dirty, you are no longer the treasure you were before."
Ling Xiaosheng cursed angrily: "This is a reward only given by Nuwa Cauldron Dojo. How can you depend on it for thousands of years? Don't even think about defaulting on it."
The three of them immediately looked at her with strange eyes. This guy knew this was a dojo.
That's terrible. Wasn't she born in a dojo?
He actually has independent sanity.
Jiu Yuanzi thought of a possibility. He had heard before that after some bosses killed monsters, they would throw their souls in the dojo to provide more changes for the trial disciples.
They are different from those generated in the dojo and know that they are locked in the dojo.
So this one is also a soul?
At this moment, a sudden change occurred in the artificial clay (pseudo), and it stood up.
The human-made clay began to change on its own, and finally turned into a stick figure about one person tall with no facial features.
It kept changing its movements, first it stretched its latissimus dorsi forward, then it immediately extended its chest sideways, then it moved its biceps backwards, and then it moved to sideways flexion of its triceps. It didn't even perform a crab pose. fall.
It didn't miss any of the seven bodybuilding standard movements, and kept changing the display, but it had no muscles at all, it was just a large, flat and straight stick figure.
Jiu Yuanzi looked at it and felt the aura it brought. This guy was completely different from before. This was a qualitative leap.
So good for spitting!
But she didn't show it on her face, how could Ling Xiaosheng find out that she was happy.
Ling Xiaosheng was still seriously ill and said: "Isn't this much better than the mud you had before? What's the use? You can study it yourself. If the transaction starts, leave here immediately."
"The SWAT team will definitely find this place as soon as possible. After all, I am a patient."
Looking at the stick figure who was not very clear-minded, Jiu Yuanzi agreed, "No problem, let's leave now."
It doesn't matter if your IQ is low, just adjust it slowly in the future.
Gong Yangyan hesitated to speak. Didn't she have a share in this transaction? Not to mention eating meat, I didn't even take a sip of the hot soup.
Okay, just kill some zombies and pick up some garbage for the little follower who used the parking space.
Ning Zhi was unable to express his opinion from beginning to end, and the two women just decided on him.
Moreover, he also walked around the gate of hell. This kind of stimulation really made him feel deeply and can make people progress.
He didn't want to be angry like this anymore, he had been angry enough for his entire life this week.
After the red blood vessels on Ling Xiaosheng's head and Ning Zhi's heart were peeled off, except for a few red marks on his skin, there was no trace of any inhuman treatment he had received.
After untying the symbiosis, Ning Zhi did not throw Ling Xiaosheng away, but continued to hold her, seemingly willingly.
It's not heavy, not even as heavy as a bucket of water.
On the other hand, Gong Yangyan was responsible for pulling Lu Ming, and this one was extremely heavy.
Jiu Yuanzi no longer plans to take Lu Ming on the road. Not only is she a burden, but he also has to protect her from death, which is very annoying.
She grabbed Lu Ming and took back the gauntlet of despair, and a burst of spiritual power woke the person up.
Lu Ming woke up with a start, looked around hurriedly, and found that she was no longer in the cement factory. She seemed to be in a very safe place. She breathed a sigh of relief.
"Stop talking nonsense, give me the technique, or I will throw you down." Before Jiu Yuanzi could untie the restriction on her spiritual seed, he opened the window and pressed her head against the window.
The downstairs is full of zombies who want to enter the building. They are blocked on the first floor and cannot get through at all.
Lu Ming stared downstairs, her spiritual power was blocked, she would definitely be torn apart by the zombies if she fell.
Jiu Motoko's voice rang in her ears, "Give me the skills according to our deal, and I will release you from your restraints, or you will die."
"I'll only say it once, whether you remember it or not." Lu Ming turned around and gritted his teeth.
She doesn't want to die, it's just a misstep and the boat capsizes in the gutter. As long as she can get out of the dojo alive, she can still find a more suitable target next time.
Jiu Yuanzi pulled her up, patted her face and said, "Oh, if you dare to tell fake skills, I can make your life worse than death in ten thousand ways."
"Why did I lie to you? Tell me now." Lu Ming stopped pretending and said with a cold face.
This time, she didn't care whether there was anyone else present or not, and said: "The contents of the first page of the notebook are true. I'll start from the back. You can find that notebook by yourself."
"There are pictures on it. I drew them according to the original text. If you ask me to draw them now, I will definitely not be able to draw them accurately."
Jiu Motoko turned over his hand, and the pink notebook appeared in his hand, "How could I throw it away? The first page is correct. I knew this as soon as I saw it."
"I've already told you, don't try to fool me. I'll know if what you said is true or false."
What kind of amazing skills can this small family of cultivating immortals have? It will never change without departing from its sect. If you combine it with "Application of Spiritual Power: One Tip a Day", you will know if there is any big problem.
Just like 1+1=2, primary school students cannot learn anything beyond this theory.
Lu Ming opened his mouth and said: "Qi gathers in the heart of wisdom, moves on the 3rd and 16th, crosses the zenith, spreads down and spreads throughout the body, and collects spiritual seeds..."
Jiu Yuanzi suddenly slapped him, causing Lu Ming to feel as if his head was being pierced by thousands of needles. He was dizzy and sat down on the ground.
"What did you say that the zenith was hanging down and spreading all over the body, and you wanted me to go crazy?" She said in a calm tone, as if she was not the one who hit the person just now.
Jiu Yuanzi said calmly: "It's only three times. This is the second time you lied to me. There will be no third time."
"You think I care about your skills? Ha, it's just better than nothing. Keep talking, if you say one wrong word, I'll throw you down."
Lu Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, stared at Jiu Yuanzi, and said: "On Wednesday and Saturday, we will gather at the top of the sky, be on time, and follow the hundred meridians to receive spiritual seeds..."
This time Jiu Yuanzi didn't do anything, he just squatted down and looked at her expressionlessly, which made people feel even more terrifying. Lu Ming didn't dare to try again. She couldn't guarantee that Jiu Yuanzi was bluffing her, or whether she could really hear her. Understand.
Thinking that the other party had the same level of cultivation as himself, but he directly crushed her and took her away from the powerful BOSS here, it means that this monster must be pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger. His strength and insights are not as simple as what he sees in front of him.
Lu Ming spoke out the technique word for word. After the last word, he stopped and said, "I'm done."
Jiu Yuanzi stared at her for five seconds before saying, "Your martial arts are derived from vegetation, but unfortunately you don't seem to have learned them thoroughly."
Lu Ming looked at her in shock, how did she know such a thing!
Could it be that you can guess it just by relying on the basic skill "Green Light Condensation" that you mentioned?
She didn't write a name at all in the notebook, but just wrote an unnamed exercise.
Jiu Motoko stood up and gave her a meaningful smile, "This reminds me of a knowledge point, something that all elementary school students know, photosynthesis."
"I see, you are no longer useful. Let's go." She stretched out her hand and sucked away the air protective shield on Lu Ming's body and the restriction on his spiritual seed.
Lu Ming has regained her freedom, and her spiritual power can be used again.
She stood up in despair, walked to the window, looked back and took a deep look at Jiu Motoko, gritted her teeth and jumped out of the window.
The spiritual power was like a green vine, quickly darting out to hook onto the building opposite, dragging her away and quickly disappearing into the building complex.
After Jiu Yuanzi finished his business, he turned around and said to the people watching the excitement: "Let's go downstairs and pick up the tricycle. It's more convenient and convenient to take that one."
Gongyang Yan had a sad face and wanted to ride a tricycle again.
At this time, the artificial clay (fake) stood in front of Jiu Motoko, patted his chest, and stretched out his left hand like a small stick. The front end of the hand took the shape of two people, one crawling and the other riding on the other's back.
It pointed with its right hand at the person sitting and then at Shu Motoko.
Finally, he pointed at the crawling little man and patted his chest.
Jiu Motoko was shocked and said: "You mean, instead of riding a tricycle, I will ride you?"
The artificial clay nodded vigorously.
Jiu Motoko took a step back and looked at it in horror. What kind of perversion is this!
