Chapter 113 Trinity!Cover the changes in Zhoutian!Make me a king!
Biting her lips lightly, her eyebrows were expressionless.
Han Dong'er, who was slumped on the ground, looked at Xia Ming in front of him with an innocent expression.
Anyone who saw this scene would be unable to move.
When the female cultivators on the side saw this scene, they gave a secret thumbs up.
I feel pity for this good guy's charm skills! Although Han Dong'er looks silly, he actually hides it deeply.
But it is a pity that some people are missing one eye and may not be able to see such beautiful scenery.
Looking at his weak and boneless apprentice, Xia Ming slowly frowned.
"My useless disciple... luckily she is still a monk in the early stage of foundation building!"
No matter how useless your disciple is, you still have to help him! After all, Xia Ming's disciple is a little rich woman.
Grabbing Han Dong'er's wrist, Xia Ming took advantage of the situation and held her waist.
The moment they touched, Xia Ming's eyes changed suddenly.
How come this cold winter is like water! The waist is as thin as a willow and as soft as boneless.
Following Xia Ming's arm, Han Dong'er fell directly down.
The whole process was extremely smooth. In desperation, Xia Ming could only exert a little more force.
From a distance, Xia Ming seemed to have already embraced his useless disciple.
The surroundings were deathly silent and breathing could be heard. But at this moment, Han Dong'er, who had suppressed his blushing face, spoke again.
"Master...Master...you scratched me and hurt me."
As soon as Han Dong'er said these words, Xia Ming suddenly felt a burst of murderous intent coming from behind him, a bone-chilling chill that cut straight into the back of his neck.
It is no exaggeration to say that Xia Ming felt that his head was about to fall off.
damn it! Isn’t it just the beginning of winter?
Where did the little north wind come from to be so cold and cold!
Does talking make you blush? Probably not. At most, your heart beats faster.
No no no!That's not even the heartbeat speeding up, it's just the gears of flesh and blood running irregularly.
Xia Ming looked at Han Dong'er in his arms without changing his expression: "Disciple, Jianghu is in need of help!"
"what?"
Han Dong'er blinked her big, watery eyes, and her little hands nervously grasped Xia Ming's robe.
Until now, Han Dong'er's mind still couldn't get around that corner, and she had no idea what was going on.
Sniffing Xia Ming's scent greedily, Han Dong'er's legs quietly closed together under the hem of her skirt.
In fact, Han Dong'er didn't know what kind of aura Xia Ming had on him.
But what she knew was that the scent fascinated her.
A little deep, a little shallow.
Deep as an abyss, as shallow as clouds, like aged wine, stacked with mysterious fragrance.
As long as you take a sip, you will fall directly into the boundless darkness.
Enduring the murderous gaze behind him, Xia Ming looked at his weak disciple angrily.
"Han Dong'er! Stand up straight and speak! How unbecoming are you like this!"
As soon as Xia Ming said these words, Han Dong'er simply softened.
It's like a thin-scaled snake that Xia Ming can't hold back.
Han Dong'er slumped on the ground, blinking her big innocent eyes, and tears as big as soybeans began to roll in her eyes.
"Master...Master...don't you want to hurt me...I'm about to..."
Seeing Han Dong'er about to say that word, Xia Ming panicked for a moment.
Squatting down, Xia Ming blocked Han Dong'er's mouth with one hand.
Xia Ming still wants to continue to hang out in the Tianhe Sect. If Han Dong'er says that word, Xia Ming will be ruined.
"Master...Master...wuwuwu..."
"To shut up!"
"Woooooooo..."
Staring at Han Dong'er seriously, Xia Ming said sternly: "You answer whatever I ask you, and don't talk nonsense."
"Uh... well..."
Lifting his hands little by little, Xia Ming looked at his apprentice with lingering fear.
"Han Dong'er, do you have any spiritual stones?"
"Have…"
"I will lend you [-] spirit stones from my master first, and I will return them to you later."
"it is good…"
Taking the embroidered storage bag handed over by Han Dong'er, Xia Ming glanced at Han Dong'er in front of him with an extremely complicated look.
"Wait for me here, don't run away."
After saying this, Xia Ming walked directly towards the old sheepskin man.
Seeing this scene, the eyes of all the female cultivators almost jumped out of their heads in shock.
"You said, this Yin Shiqi is so young that he probably has more than one eye, right?"
As soon as Xu Miao said this, all the female cultivators nodded in agreement.
How can I just leave this disciple alone and take care of an old man in sheepskin?
Xu Miao just wanted to speak, but she heard Han Dong'er say anxiously: "Sister Miao, hurry! Help me up! Hurry up!" He quickly helped Han Dong'er, and looking at Han Dong'er's densely wrinkled skirt, an extremely ridiculous conjecture suddenly appeared in Xu Miao's mind.
Shaking her head hard, Xu Miao looked angrily at the pink-faced Han Dong'er.
……
Holding the storage bag in his hand, Xia Ming just wanted to say that he still underestimated Han Dong'er's wealth.
The embroidered storage bag was filled to the brim with one hundred thousand spirit stones.
One hundred thousand spirit stones! How many foundation-building pills?Simply terrible! Is it possible that Han Dong'er is the illegitimate daughter of the old sect leader? No, that guy is so dark and numb, how can he give birth to such a moist girl? Forget it, forget it, take down the Purple Thunder Flying Sword first.
Thirty foundation-building pills, plus thirty thousand spirit stones, finally, Xia Ming got the ten purple thunder flying swords.
To be honest, these [-] spirit stones were well spent.
Before the great chaos, even if you had money, you wouldn't be able to buy such a complete set of flying swords.
Moreover, the quality of these ten flying swords is also very high.
That transparent purple color was at least made from the thousand-year-old Purple Thunder Bamboo.
After buying the Purple Thunder Flying Sword, Xia Ming took some other elixirs and exchanged them with the old sheepskin man for some Purple Bamboo Spirit Swords.
Looking back, Xia Ming, who wanted to return the storage bag to Han Dong'er, was stunned on the spot.
Ok? Where has my weak disciple gone?
At the same time, in Han Dong'er's room.
The blushing Han Dong'er hid her entire body under the quilt, while beside her bed sat Xu Miao with a helpless look on her face.
Reaching out to poke the "big white bug" in the quilt, Xu Miao said with a speechless face: "Dong'er, you just... what happened to you? Isn't there any sign of your body getting better?"
"Sister Miao, stop talking, wuwuwu... I'm already very restrained."
"Sister Miao, tell me, will Master ignore me..."
"Master seemed very angry just now... Was he very angry with me..."
Xu Miao slapped the bed hard and scolded her coldly.
"How dare he! After taking your money, he dared to ignore you!"
"How can there be such rules in the world! This Tianhe Sect is not his Yin Shiqi's one-man sect!"
Before Xu Miao finished speaking, the jade slip beside Han Dong'er's pillow began to tremble again.
Listening to this movement, Han Dong'er's body shook violently again.
[Han Dong'er, where have you been? Come to Qingdai Peak. I'll find you if I need help. 】
Slowly sticking out half of his head, Han Dong'er held the jade slip in his hand and replied tremblingly: "Master, I...I...feel unwell."
[Okay, come back early tomorrow. 】
"Master...I won't feel well tomorrow either..."
【it is good. 】
……
Holding the jade slip in her hand, Han Dong'er's face turned red and she shrank back into the bed.
Seeing this scene, Xu Miao couldn't help but ask one more question.
"What? You don't want to see him anymore? That's right, hang on to him for a few more days!"
Before Xu Miao finished speaking, a timid whisper came from under the quilt.
"I...I want to see..."
With the words stuck in her throat, Xu Miao poked Han Dong'er again.
"Then why don't you go see him? He has already taken the initiative to find you."
"I...I'm afraid...I'm afraid that he will ignore me..."
"You, you, you are so hopeless!"
……
Inside the alchemy room at Qingdai Peak.
Xia Ming refined ten purple thunder flying swords one after another. First, he planted soul thoughts with a drop of blood, and then Xia Ming planted ten lotus marks.
Now these ten purple thunder flying swords can be mixed into the Bluetooth sword formation, or they can be used as the core of the sword formation, leading thousands of iron swords to pierce and surround. They can also leave the Bluetooth sword formation at any time and directly wait for Xia Ming's dispatch.
And this is the scary thing about the Bluetooth Sword Array. The Bluetooth Sword Array only requires a small amount of soul power to maintain. It mainly relies on Xia Ming's personal biomagnetic field perception.
With the help of the Bluetooth imprint, Xia Ming can control all flying swords within the coverage of the magnetic field. The closer the distance, the stronger the control. Within the coverage of the magnetic field, the effect of Bluetooth sword control is no less than that of a monk's soul sword.
The truly terrifying thing about the Bluetooth Sword Formation lies in this.
Within Xia Ming's biomagnetic field, Xia Ming could completely hide the Divine Soul Sword in the Bluetooth sword formation. At the critical moment, the Divine Soul Sword would suddenly come out to kill.
Xia Ming's miracle originated from magnetic field induction. Nowadays, the Bluetooth sword formation and the soul-separating method all rely on Xia Ming's personal biomagnetic field.
Xia Ming also gradually understood his strengths and the general direction of development. What Xia Ming had to do was to continuously expand his biomagnetic field.
Then, within the magnetic field, he continuously strengthens his offensive methods, and finally reaches his undefeated pure land, the eternal land! "What I want to do is to control the changes in the world within my own biomagnetic field and transform me into a king!"
As soon as these words were spoken, Xia Ming was suddenly startled.
Ok? Something is wrong! Immortal Xianzhou?
Could it be said that Immortal Xianzhou also has this principle?
Different paths lead to the same destination?Are the immortals in Xianzhou undefeated?
Xia Ming didn't know how the Immortal Island worked, but Xia Ming already had some guesses about his path to immortality.
The lower Dantian represents the spiritual path, and the middle Dantian represents the physical body. What about the upper Dantian? No need to think about it! ? The upper Dantian represents the soul.
Trinity, the place where I stand is Xianzhou! I am the only true immortal in this world!
quack quack! (End of this chapter)
