After Ling Xiaosheng was put into the freezer of the Creation Laboratory, the dojo did not update any other trials, and everyone went to fight zombies with peace of mind.
The 24 hours are up and the dojo ends successfully.
Some people are happy and some are tired. They just hope that this kind of constant changes in trials will not happen again next time.
Jiu Motoko was already rubbing her hands and waiting for the lottery. She pressed the slot machine and waited for it to stop.
This time instead of three different things coming out, they all stopped at one big bowl, three big bowls.
She knew that there was going to be a special prize, and she thought that the dojo would be angry because she had made Ling Xiaosheng miserable, so she just gave her something to pass her time.
Judging from the current meaning, the dojo is very satisfied?
That is to say, if you go against the dojo, you can get better rewards.
Jiu Motoko was a little doubtful whether this was really the case, but there was definitely no punishment, and the lottery proved this.
The card was spit out from the slot machine, and the silver sparkle looked extraordinary.
She picked up the card, and with a thought, the card turned into a ray of light and entered her mind.
That was a lot of cultivation, washing out Jiu Yuanzi's demon seed, and she had a lot of insights in her mind.
After a few seconds, Jiu Yuanzi woke up from his drunken state and found that his cultivation level was approaching Ren 9. The cultivation level he had just given was really too much.
Next time I go back to the dojo, I should be able to improve my strength.
Moreover, she realized a new use of the origin. Although it was not a spell, it was another very practical technique.
Go out and try it if you have a chance.
Finally, Jiu Yuanzi clasped his hands together and thanked: "Thank you to the dojo for allowing me to improve my cultivation. When I become a great saint, I will definitely make a replica for you."
After thanking her, she felt the fragment of the Nuwa Cauldron in her belly. The spiritual energy was very weak, and she was afraid that it would lose its spirituality if it came in again.
However, there are other dojos than Nuwading Dojo.
There are so many useless spiritual treasures in the heaven that have lost their functions. Although not all of them have such provenances as the Nuwa Cauldron, they can't bear the large number.
Xiaoqi gave her the idea that if she couldn't afford a spiritual guide, she could quietly go to the heaven by herself, break a cup and a bowl, and hold their fragments, maybe she would be able to create a dojo.
If you don't know how to open the spirit guide, the worst you can do is take the stolen goods to the Diyi Auction House and sell them to them.
If they can sell spirit guides and know when to open the dojo, they will definitely be happy to buy these things.
However, this is too risky, so buying the spirit guide directly from Diyi Auction House is the best option.
When the settlement time passed, Jiu Motoko's eyes were filled with whiteness again, and she returned to her living room.
She reached out and grabbed Lu Ming, who woke up at the same time and wanted to run away.
"What are you going to do? Our deal is over!" Lu Ming screamed.
There was nothing she could do. She had run far away in the dojo, but she was at Shu Motoko's house when she entered, and naturally she was here when she came out.
Jiu Yuanzi held on to her and said calmly: "What are you afraid of? Of course I keep my word. I just want to tell you that if you want to use magic skills again in the future, you can come to me."
"I'm not afraid of the no-trading rule. I want as much as I want."
Lu Ming looked at her in surprise, and then found that his hand was let go.
She jumped away, rushed out the door without looking back, and ran away in a hurry.
Jiu Motoko sat down on the sofa and said to the two people in the room: "Please don't stand up and hold hands next time. Just sit on the sofa and enter the dojo."
Ning Zhi seemed to have drawn something. Jiu Yuanzi didn't even see it clearly, but he put it in his pocket.
"Next time I enter the dojo, I probably won't go in with you." He said.
Jiu Yuanzi asked in shock: "Why, did you hook up with someone else in the dojo?"
"When did it happen when Gong Yangyan and I went out to throw our hair away? Damn it, someone actually poached me!"
Ning Zhi said speechlessly: "No, Ling Yin should be able to survive one more time. If it cannot enter the dojo, it will turn into ashes and disappear. Now it looks like it is going to break, so I will save Ling Xiaosheng next time."
"How to save her? Can you still bring her out?" Jiu Yuanzi looked at him inexplicably. Ling Xiaosheng could not appear in reality. What good could be done by saving her?
Gong Yangyan looked at them from side to side, then sat on the sofa and began to clean up her harvest. She was not interested in anything else.
Ning Zhi spoke frankly about his reasons, "Although I have learned spells, my ability is too different from hers. I have some questions about spells that I want to ask her for."
Naturally, we have to ask the original owner about this kind of magic thing. Should we just leave Ling Xiaosheng alone and find someone else?
Looking at the power of that spell, Ning Zhi didn't think anyone else could tell. As long as he got that power, he didn't care if he lost everything.
Of course bankruptcy is impossible, just describe your determination.
He invited: "I will publish a rescue mission on the Lingling Bao. If you are willing, you can sign up there. There will be a lot of things coming next, so I won't bother you for the next few days."
Ning Zhi left some room in his words and did not say that he would not come in the future.
After all, the matter of rescuing Ling Xiaosheng has not yet been revealed. In the future, he will have to learn some tricks to use spiritual power, and he still needs to be polite.
Seeing him, he must save Ling Xiaosheng and play a big trick. Jiu Yuanzi didn't block him, and they weren't that familiar with each other, but there was something he couldn't help but remind him of.
"Mr. Ning, wait." She shouted quickly.
Ning Zhi stopped, thinking she wanted to sign up to save people, "What's the matter?"
Jiu Yuanzi smiled and asked: "Well, you have also learned the spell. Can you give me the thunderbird?"
"..." Ning Zhi was not a deadbeat. He took down the Thunderbird and handed it over while asking, "Can you lend it to me? I'll pay you back after you clear the next dojo plus the rent. The rent is 10 million."
Jiu Motoko was stunned, "How much did you spend on the Thunderbird?"
10 million just for rent?
The price of the magic weapon is a bit exaggerated. Could it be that he was deceived?
"360 million, I bought it after looking for favors." Ning Zhi said.
Jiu Yuanzi opened his mouth to say something, but felt that it was not appropriate. After comparing the auction items at Diyi Auction House, the price seemed to be acceptable.
Of course, the premise is not that she pays for it.
"Okay, anyway, Ning Zong is my long-term customer. If something happens to you, it will be me who loses. If things go well, you won't need Thunderbird after the dojo is over." Jiu Yuanzi agreed.
She took out the secondary card Ning Zhi gave her, "Your 250 is for living here. If you don't live here now, I'll give it back to you."
Afraid that he would not accept it, Jiu Yuanzi explained: "There is a way to get it. Practitioners pay attention to having a clear conscience and cannot take too many things for free. This is not conducive to cultivating the mind."
When it came to practicing Ning Zhi, he was very obedient and immediately took back the secondary card. He even felt a sense of urgency, fearing that he would not be able to take back the card if he was too late, which would affect his future practice.
Jiu Yuanzi was a little speechless. This guy really followed his heart. No wonder he made such rapid progress in learning a spell.
There is no hypocrisy at all. If you face your desires without avoiding them, your state of mind will be unhindered. How can you not learn quickly?
Mr. Ning left and got down to business.
Jiu Motoko threw the fake brother out and asked him to devour everything he could see so that he could transform later.
Then she sat on the ground and poured the contents of the woven bag onto the carpet, ready to start sorting and dividing the loot.
Half of Gong Yangyan's trophies are hers, and her trophies are hers, but she can exchange the unused garbage and lambs for what she wants.
