A breath rose from the soles of Wang Jingzhu's feet, and majestic spiritual power circulated rapidly within her body.
The multi-layer fairy silk embroidered skirt bulged due to the vibration of spiritual power, and the skirt rolled like waves, making Wang Jingzhu flutter like a fairy, as if she was about to fly away in the sky.
Everyone around him felt that Wang Jingzhu's aura was rising.
"Ming Xiu, you are wrong. I, in the middle stage of foundation building, am a little taller than you!" Wang Jingzhu's tone was mixed with a hint of dissatisfaction, and at the same time, she launched two waves of spiritual attacks.
Ming Xiu and the female disciples from Yingke Peak all held their heads. It felt like a sharp blade had pierced their brains, and the pain was so painful that they wanted to faint immediately.
At the same time, on the third floor of a shop on the street, an old man screamed and fainted.
Xingzhi, the chief manager of Yingke Peak who was sitting next to the old man, stood up in horror and checked the old man. He found that the old man's soul was seriously damaged. He ducked to the window and met Wang Jingzhu's gaze.
Xingzhi: ...(So embarrassing! Did I bring this upon myself?)
Wang Jingzhu slowly raised her right hand and gestured towards Xingzhi: Test me? Ah! You're going to be out of luck!
Xingzhi: ...(What does this gesture mean?)
snort!
Wang Jingzhu snorted coldly, lost interest in continuing shopping, turned around and walked out of the inner street, and went to the luxurious house on the top floor of the Lianqi Peak Inn.
Originally, Wang Jingzhu did not know how to attack with spiritual consciousness.
Since her cultivation, her use of spiritual consciousness has been limited to exploring the surroundings, purely as "eyes".
This was the first time she used her spiritual consciousness as a "knife".
Since Wang Jingzhu established the foundation, he has reduced the time for practicing the realm card. He wants to consolidate it for a while in the early stage of foundation building to avoid upgrading too quickly and leaving the foundation untouched.
(Don’t ask Wang Jingzhu why this is, she has read so many books on the world of cultivation. She doesn’t know if it is right or not, she would rather believe it.)
Mingxiu's commotion broke Wang Jingzhu's plan.
Wang Jingzhu had no choice but to use the realm card to practice quickly. Whenever she has something to do, she stores her spiritual energy in her card. There is enough energy in the realm card to help Wang Jingzhu break through.
The boundary card is called up.
As always, when the practice is started, a ray of light immediately circulates along a fixed route in the small image on the card interface.
A thin black thread shot out from the void. The black thread was wrapped around the head of the little statue. It was twisted into several circles and was squirming to increase the number of circles.
Jie Ji was silent, but Wang Jingzhu understood. This was the soul interference exerted on her. She would suddenly have the will to fight, all because of the interference of this divine consciousness.
Wang Jingzhu only observed this black line for a few seconds before he became enlightened and learned how to attack with spiritual consciousness.
It turns out that it is so simple. Condensing the consciousness into a thread is a sharp sword of consciousness.
Learn now and use it now, and send out two waves of spiritual attacks. One wave retraced the original path of the black line, directly pursued the owner of the black line, and killed a ray of his soul; the other wave hit Mingxiu and other female disciples in the sea of consciousness, stabbing them, giving them a small punishment but a big warning.
Wang Jingzhu: Their spiritual consciousness is so weak, not as good as when I was in the Qi refining stage.
Except for a few monks who have special techniques for cultivating their spiritual consciousness, ordinary monks cultivate their physical body first. Only after they reach Nascent Soul can they cultivate their divine soul and strengthen their spiritual consciousness.
Wang Jingzhu has a realm card, and the realm card can improve Wang Jingzhu's cultivation in all aspects. Therefore, Wang Jingzhu's soul power far exceeds that of most Yuanying monks.
Ming Xiu and others recovered, and Wang Jingzhu's figure was no longer seen. They were all frightened with fear in their hearts, feeling that they had taken a punch in the Palace of Hell and saved a small life.
This scene was also clearly seen by many eyes in the inner street.
Daoting, the head of the Wentian Sect, quickly issued a secret order: all temptations against Wang Jingzhu should be stopped immediately, and close cooperation and friendly relations should be maintained with him.
Mingkong flew back in a hurry.
"Junior sister Wang, I'm really sorry. It's our sect's failure to control them properly. Don't worry, the sect will definitely deal with Mingxiu and others." Mingkong was very embarrassed, apologetic, and kept bowing.
Wang Jingzhu invited him to sit down and brought him a bottle of sparkling water. "Forget about a heavy punishment. Senior Sister Mingxiu may have been instigated by someone. I have already punished you. It's fine that your sect doesn't blame me for punishing you too harshly."
The punishment for Ming Xiu and others was very light, and it only caused them pain for a short time. However, the cultivator who secretly bewitched Wang Jingzhu with his spiritual consciousness had a ray of his spiritual consciousness wiped out by Wang Jingzhu, and suffered heavy losses.
Wang Jingzhu did not mention it clearly, saying that the matter had just passed; Mingkong pretended not to know, saying that Wentianzong would not retaliate.
The matter passed smoothly.
"Junior sister Wang, good news. The master uncle likes your gift package very much. However, our sect has limited resources and cannot spend too much on these mundane things. Can you make it cheaper?" Mingkong said in his tone. Slightly apologetic, but firm.
Wang Jingzhu subconsciously wanted to agree, but suddenly she woke up. When Mingkong spoke just now, he used some kind of magic that could infect people's hearts and confuse their souls, which made Wang Jingzhu involuntarily want to agree to his request.
"Senior Brother Mingkong, are you using magic on me?" Wang Jingzhu released his spiritual consciousness and gave the other party a resentful look, like a girl who had been cheated on by her boyfriend.
Mingkong's tricks were seen through, and he was panicked. His soul was affected by Wang Jingzhu's similar tricks. For a moment, his guilt level soared to full level, and he shed tears. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Junior Sister Wang, I'm sorry!"
Wang Jingzhu's eyes were long and her voice was soft. "300 crystals per box, okay?"
"Okay! Okay! Okay!" Mingkong agreed.
Wang Jingzhu withdrew her consciousness, put away her resentful eyes, straightened her expression, and smiled at Mingkong.
Mingkong woke up immediately, with tears still hanging on his face and cold sweat already falling. "I...Junior Sister Wang...I..."
The headmaster and master lowered the price of his tasks, but he increased them by as much as 50%! 300 crystals per box! It was really fatal, how should he explain it to the sect?
Wang Jingzhu chuckled. "200 crystals per box, the price cannot be reduced. However, for the sake of senior brother Mingkong, buy ten and get one free!"
Mingkong stood up and bowed deeply to Wang Jingzhu, almost bending his waist to the ground.
"How much does your lord plan to buy?"
"10,000 boxes."
"Okay! I'll send a message to my family right now and ask them to prepare. The delivery will be made within five days."
Mingkong: "Junior Sister Wang, didn't you sneak out? If you contact your family in such a big way, will it expose the fact that you sneaked out?"
Wang Jingzhu frowned. "Who said I ran away secretly? I came here to gain experience! It is the obligation of every Wang family member to open up business channels for the family!"
She spoke very seriously, and Mingkong didn't believe a word she said.
Mingkong: He obviously ran away secretly.
Mingkong had already figured out the reason why Wang Jingzhu sneaked out. Her favorite weapon is a gun, but the elders in her family are opposed to it; she obviously likes reading and is very motivated, but because of the strife within the family, she has to pretend to be dull and playful. How could she not run away from such an oppressive home?
