It was night, after practicing, Lu Yue couldn't fall asleep, so she took out the treasure bag sewn in her underwear, and poured out the ghost face banner.
Chiyang sword came out, and under continuous slashing, Lu Yue saw that the ghost face banner once again aroused the surrounding spiritual energy to protect the body, Lu Yue was not as frightened as the last two times, and threw it far away in fright.
This ancient magic treasure also has the function of self-protection, how should she destroy it?
It's obviously a wooden pole, so why can't it stop?
Lu Yue once again started to attack the pole, using golden sword, water archery, and Chiyang sword repeatedly
It's not that she doesn't want to do anything to the banner face, but that she, who has been a banner ghost before, clearly knows that although the banner face is broken, if she wants to make it more broken, the only way is to destroy all the banner ghosts inside.
Now she is just a little monk on the third floor of Qi Refining, and she has no such ability.
Half an hour later, due to the rapid consumption of spiritual energy, the dantian felt faint pain.
Lu Yue was discouraged, so she had no choice but to throw the dead thing back into the treasure bag.
If it was any other magical treasure, she could still think of selling it in the market to make some money.
But this thing imprisoned her for more than 300 years in her previous life and killed her for more than 300 years. Now that this life was in her hands, she never thought about letting it go outside to make trouble.
It's not that she didn't think about it, and asked her grandpa for help to destroy it together.
She is afraid of
In his previous life, Ding Qishan, a promising Taoist rookie, made himself into that kind of thing, which not only harmed everyone, but also harmed himself.
If the uncle and grandpa were to help, he would definitely be able to see the extraordinaryness of this thing. Ding Qishan couldn't stand the temptation back then, could the uncle and grandpa be able to stand the temptation?
She didn't dare to gamble, and she couldn't afford to gamble either.
Lu Yue meditated again, and for three consecutive days, she meditated when her spiritual energy was exhausted. In this case, Fang Youfu actually warned her that monks should try not to use up their spiritual energy at any time to prevent emergencies.
But for three days in a row, every time she was stimulated by the ghost-breaking mask, she used up the last bit of spiritual power in her body.
It's just that the situation of meditating is more gratifying in her opinion.
In the past, it took only two hours to restore the aura, but now it only takes one hour and three quarters, shortening the time by one-eighth.
This amount of time does not seem to be much, but just like what grandpa said, when fighting martial arts, when fighting life and death, any little time is precious.
After the practice, Lu Yue looked inside again, and there was no problem at all. Tendons, dantian, everything is good.
So where is the problem? Is grandpa wrong, or her cultivation is wrong?
Looking at Fang Youfu's closed stone door, Lu Yue had no choice but to climb onto the bed and take the time to rest.
"What? When you use up your spiritual power, when you inhale the spiritual energy again, will you recover faster?"
Fang Youfu really didn't know what to do with this little girl. Back then, he had just broken into the world of cultivating immortals, and he seemed to have done such a thing before, but later
Thinking of that time, if I hadn't been lucky enough to meet a powerful person from Xiaoyaomen, I'm afraid all the bones and dregs would be turned into dust now.
"This kind of thing can never happen again."
Fang Youfu became more serious than ever before, "Back then, I was like you and refused to listen to advice. As a result - if I hadn't met a good person, I would have passed away long ago You think that time is precious now, but have you ever thought about it?" No, is your time or your life more precious?"
Of course Lu Yue felt that her own life was more precious.
"Don't even think about it. If you're with me, you'll be safe." Fang Youfu sighed, "Bai Cang Mountain has killed more low-level monks than the grass on the roadside since ancient times In case of encountering evil cultivators, under normal circumstances, those of them will act in a few ways. At that time, you will lose your spiritual power, and you will have to watch people make swords and me human flesh?"
Lu Yue trembled in fright. In her previous life, she was like this. In this life, she will live to be a hundred years old. How can she still be bullied?
"Grandpa, I know I was wrong, don't be angry, I promise I won't dare in the future."
Fang Youfu patted her head, "It's a good thing to want to innovate, but our conditions are not suitable. Even if you enter the fairy gate in the future, you won't be able to People in the fairy gate are entangled in various interests, and their hearts are divided. Belly, there are a lot of geniuses with good spiritual roots and aptitudes, but before they grow up, they become yesterday's old flowers. You have stayed in the National Teacher's Mansion, and you should know that certain plots are hard to guard against."
"Um!"
"Okay, don't be dejected. See that Yilan fruit tree in the front right? Since your mother is making wine, she should be very happy to bring it back."
This is possible.
For the joy of Fang Erniang, Lu Yue instantly shook off the frustration just now, and ten small lightsabers shot out with the movement of her fingers.
Before the fruits above fell, the vines on the ground knotted one by one, forming a large net with a little elasticity to catch the fruits.
Fang Youfu stroked his beard and was very satisfied.
Even if he made the move himself, it was impossible for him to move faster than Lu Yue. The gap in the purity of spiritual roots. is impassable.
This is not something that he can make up for by reaching the tenth level of Qi Refining.
"Eh! It's Yilan fruit."
A man's voice of surprise came from a distance. Yilan fruit is the most delicious spiritual fruit among all the fruit trees in Baicang Mountain. Because it is the most delicious, it is not easy to come across it on weekdays.
"Hey! Save some for us."
As soon as the voice fell, two figures came to him.
Fang Youfu was startled, he couldn't see through the cultivation of these two people, they could only be Foundation Establishment cultivators. But how did the Foundation Establishment cultivators come to Baicang Mountain? He put his eyes on the yellow and white Taoist uniforms of the two, feeling a little relieved.
"The two Xiaoyaomen seniors like it, and Yue'er will offer you the Yilan fruit."
Lu Yue was slightly taken aback.
For these two people, the man picked up the Yilan fruit with his sword quickly, and the woman looked profound and speechless.
"Two, two seniors, take it from me."
When she said this, Lu Yue felt deeply powerless. If she had known earlier, she would have moved faster.
"No, the tree is enough to eat."
Su Danshui looked at Lu Yue, different from Yan Chengxu, who was a delicate and foodie, the first thing he saw was Yilan fruit. The first thing she saw was this little girl.
"You have made a good idea, how old is this year? What's your name?"
Lu Yue was stunned again, what about checking the account?
"Returning to the words of the senior," Fang Youfu bowed deeply, "The little granddaughter Lu Yue is twelve years old this year and has three levels of Qi refining. We are going to participate in the Happy Election in two years' time."
This plan was designed by him for Lu Yue early in the morning. His lifespan is less than two years old, so he can't be with her for long, and Fang Erniang is a mortal, so she can only be Lu Yue's burden.
Entering the sect, entering a sect no worse than Lingxu Sect, can make up for Lu Yue. He even believed that with his little girl's qualifications, there would be no problem entering Xiaoyaomen.
As long as Lu Yue has a backer, then Erniang Fang will have a backer.
In this way, even if he goes in the future, he can feel more at ease. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com