Live broadcast: The female heavenly master slays demons and protects the Tao in the power plot

Du Manzhi almost choked with a mouthful of chestnut meat: You are crazy! Why are you stabbing someone?

Shouldn't it be directed at her? !

You know, Du Manzhi is always using her spiritual power to protect herself, and she is not afraid of Ning Feiluan's back-and-forth move at all.

Frankly speaking, she was deliberately stimulating Ning Feiluan's rage and deliberately leading Ning Feiluan to take action, preferably cruelly.

Because the Qing Palace has rules that prohibit members of the family from killing each other.

Regardless of the reason for the fight, whoever strikes first will be blamed, ranging from expulsion to death.

She had already offended Ning Kou before, and she must have been permanently on their blacklist. Today, Ning Feiluan appeared, so she might as well deal with it.

Ning Feiluan was showing off outside with the Qing Palace employee badge, and Du Manzhi wanted her to have a taste of what it felt like to be punished by the Qing Palace rules.

Seeing that the tail came out, the tail needle also popped out - hey, where are you stabbing it!

Ning Feiluan said bitterly: "I will ruin this pretty boy's appearance, wait for you to turn against me, and give you enough heartache!"

"..."

So, Ning Feiluan thought they were a couple?

Disfigured? Are you so superficial?

Du Manzhi was stunned for a few seconds and came to the conclusion: Yes, she is that superficial, she just loves Jiu Qiansui's beautiful face.

Logically speaking, she should work hard to protect the flowers at this time.

It seems that it is not needed anymore.

"What's wrong with you?" Du Manzhi asked pityingly.

Kicking the iron plate once is not enough, you have to kick it a second time.

She wanted to label the Ning family.

Label No. 1: Big breasts and no brains.

Label No. 2: Love to pinch soft persimmons.

Label No. 3: Doesn’t know who is a soft persimmon.

"You said...who is the pretty boy?"

Jiu Qiansui slowly raised his porcelain-white face and looked at Ning Feiluan with daggers in his eyes.

The tail needle should have left an indelible scar on his face, but it was blocked by a solid evil spirit, making it difficult to move forward.

The evil spirit was like a hungry little mouth, devouring Ning Feiluan's tail one bite at a time!

"Ahhh-"

This was not on the same level as the pain of making her drink bath water, and the room was filled with miserable howls.

Ning Feiluan was more courageous than Ning Kou. She endured the pain and cut off her tail with one claw. The follower, the little bone demon, ignored it and transformed into a half-meter-long blue-skinned beast to escape alone.

The evil spirit hadn't had enough of it, so it ate up all the broken tails on the ground before it dissipated. All the essence it swallowed was absorbed by Jiu Qiansui.

He was confused, "I..."

Du Manzhi probed: "How do you feel?"

He experienced it carefully: "There is an extra force, which is different from the internal force. I am not yet able to use it skillfully. I don't know how to make it stronger."

Unable to help, Du Manzhi didn't know how to cultivate the stone.

Maybe sitting on the top of the mountain absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon.

"I saw a bluestone palace...there were many women inside."

Isn't that the Qing Palace? Du Manzhi thought that it should be his memory as a sacred stone, and Fengdu Mountain was his authentic happy hometown.

She teased him: "Are they beautiful?"

Jiu Qiansui shook his head seriously: "You can't see clearly, they are all the same."

Approaching him, Du Manzhi felt a slight tingling sensation in his meridians. After careful inspection, he found that it was his exposed evil spirit that was causing the trouble.

His body had been lying underground for too long, and the evil aura absorbed had the same origin as Fengdu Mountain, creating an environment similar to Qing Palace.

In this environment, her aura's rotation speed tripled!

Washed away, solidified, compressed over and over again, the bottleneck is crumbling.

If you continue like this, you will soon break through to the next stage.

Du Manzhi calculated his popularity points and redeemed the follow-up secret book of Qing Gong Bao Lu.

Looking at Nine Thousand Years Old again, her little mind changed shamefully.

A walking super accelerator.

Isn't this better than the energy stone?

The man felt uncomfortable staring at her with intense eyes.

"Get dressed quickly, I'm leaving first."

……

Ning Feiluan escaped from Yuxu Palace, destroying more than a dozen monitoring arrays along the way.

She didn't even leave the palace.

After running for a while and finding no one chasing her, she got into a nearby palace.

"Who hurt you like this?" The gentle and charming female voice couldn't help but raise its pitch.

Ning Feiluan confused right and wrong: "There is a newly promoted apostle who refuses to obey discipline, and she, she and outsiders come to kill me! Woo hoo hoo, my tail..."

The female voice was surprised: "Is this happening? Why don't you report it to the Qing Palace for processing?"

Ning Feiluan was the one with a bad temper who made the first move. How dare he tell the truth? He would only suffer misfortune.

The woman became impatient because of her crying, "Then tell me her name and draw her little portrait, and I will help you vent your anger."

……

Late autumn and winter come, with a layer of rain and a layer of coolness.

When Du Manzhi got up today and saw the thick felt-like dark clouds, he immediately didn't want to go out.

Ning Feiluan came to stir up trouble, and a little white-bone demon was left behind.

She put the joints of the little demon back one by one, carved a slave mark between its eyebrows, and pressed it with the ghost law, and the little demon became her personal property.

This little thing set off a new trend in Yuxu Palace. Everyone was asking around where they could get such an obedient and clever little follower.

The Bone Demon is just a small harvest.

But after this incident, Du Manzhi discovered a wonderful use of ghost law: stamping!

Simply covering it has the effect of curing ghosts, and low-level ghosts cannot resist it at all.

Whether to capture or kill, it’s just a matter of her thoughts!

What if this function is used in drawing symbols?

Du Manzhi casually pulled out half a piece of white paper, called out the ghost law mark, and stamped it on the paper.

After testing, this half piece of white paper was no worse than the talisman she carefully drew!

Even if there are no mysterious strokes that guide the righteousness of heaven and earth, or create a spiritual energy circuit, as long as the rules are in place, waste paper can be used as a talisman.

Du Manzhi conducted a second experiment.

She got a small copier and an outdoor power supply from the prize pool.

When plugged in, the copier spits out talisman paper without emotion, or in other words, gaudy waste paper.

She grabbed the waste papers together, covered the top with her palm, and waited for the power of the rules to penetrate.

The result is a stack of finished products that are ready to ship.

Production efficiency is greatly improved!

It was a blessing in disguise, she absolutely loved Ning Feiluan.

If Ning Feiluan hadn't attacked Jiu Qiansui, the evil spirit would not have been activated to protect her body, and she would not have discovered such a useful humanoid training accelerator.

If Ning Feiluan hadn't forgotten about the little bone demon when she escaped, she wouldn't have thought of using the ghost law to strengthen the master-servant contract, and she wouldn't have thought that the ghost law could be used to mass-produce spiritual talismans!

How can this be the enemy who stirs up trouble?

He is clearly a noble person!

Du Manzhi is obsessed with discovering a hundred ways of using ghost laws, and her gossiping maid comes to gossip again.

Breaking news:

A hailstorm suddenly fell in the Imperial Tomb!

The statue of Taizu was damaged by hail!

Not many years after the founding of Daqian, the people emotionally worshiped Taizu, who ended the corrupt rule of the previous dynasty. The statue, which is about tens of meters high, embodies the respect and grief of countless people.

It is rare for civil servants and military generals to agree on the same opinion:

build! It must be repaired well!

But the question is, where does the money come from?