The Beauty of the Tang Dynasty is Like a Cloud / the Story of the Evil King Among the Flowers of the

In terms of aptitude and martial arts, she is not inferior to Dugufeng and Bai Qing'er back then, and she is an out-and-out top-quality furnace.

After harvesting her primordial yin, Dugu Ce's cultivation has improved to a higher level, and he is already only ten top-grade furnaces away from Yinshen.

When Dugu Ce was practicing, Wuqing also lay on the couch, trying out the idea of ​​the divine sword concept.

She clarified her mind and visualized the sea of ​​consciousness first.

With her talent and abilities, this step is very simple.

In just a moment, her consciousness sank into nothingness, and then a calm lake appeared under her feet. The lake water was as clear as crystal, exuding strange energy.Above the lake, there is a dark void, which is inverted like a dome.

This is her sea of ​​consciousness, and the clear water of the lake is her spiritual energy, the source of her innate abilities.

For the sea of ​​consciousness of ordinary people, it would be nice to have a small pond of three feet square.The water in the pond is only a shallow layer, and it is extremely turbid, and distracting thoughts are churning.

But the ruthless sea of ​​consciousness is a big lake with a radius of one hundred feet at a glance. The crystal clear lake water is more than ten feet deep, pure and clear.

The ruthless consciousness turned into an illusory figure, sitting cross-legged on the crystal lake, looking up at the black dome of the void, running his mind, and contemplating the divine sword.

Not long after, silver light flashed on the black dome of the void, and an illusory silver crescent moon appeared.With the ruthless continuous visualization, the illusory silver crescent moon gradually turned into a phantom of an eight-faced Han sword, hanging on the black sky in the void.

After the phantom of the divine sword appeared, the ruthless consciousness moved, and the crystal lake water under him suddenly rushed backwards, rushing towards the phantom of the divine sword.

But most of the water in the lake exhausted only halfway and fell back into the lake.

In the end, only a drop of crystal clear lake water melted into the phantom of the divine sword, making the flickering phantom of the divine sword that might dissipate at any time slightly more stable.

Ruthless continued his efforts, and turned the lake water with his thoughts, causing the lake water to rise up again and rush against the sky.But in the end, only a drop of lake water merged into the phantom of the Excalibur.

If this happened nine times in a row, she melted a total of nine drops of lake water into the phantom of the divine sword.The phantom of the divine sword finally stabilized completely.Although it was still only a faint phantom, it no longer flickered, and it had condensed into an initial imprint in her sea of ​​consciousness.

Once the brand mark is [-]%, the idea of ​​​​the Excalibur concept is considered to have been introduced.Wu Qing felt exhausted, his consciousness sank into the lake, and he fell into a deep sleep.

A good night's sleep.

Early the next morning, when I woke up ruthlessly, I felt full of energy and relaxed, presenting a perfect state that I had never had before.

She sat up and stretched comfortably. She was just about to use her thoughts to fetch clothes and put them on, but she suddenly changed her mind and used the method of the Excalibur to contemplate her thoughts, turning her thoughts into blades, and faced a table in front of the couch across the air. cut off.

There was only a light pop, and a long knife mark was cut on the table, which was more than an inch deep.

Ruthless immediately raised his brows, and a sweet smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

Her thought power could only be used superficially.Or move objects and smash enemies.Or push the hidden weapon to shoot.Or blast out the thought force like a wave.Although the momentum is huge, the impact surface is too large, the power is scattered, and the lethality is not high.

But now, after getting started with the concept of the divine sword, she has been able to condense the power of thought into a blade.

With the same output, one is planar diffusion and the other is linear condensation.Which one is more powerful and lethal is naturally self-evident.

She practiced many times, until the table was slashed with all kinds of blade marks, and it became horrible, so she stuck out her tongue embarrassingly, took the clothes, hummed a little song, and started to wear them.

Volume 278 5, tacit understanding, Yanmen Inn [[-]]

[There are too many updates recently, and the saved manuscripts are exhausted. I haven't added more today, and let me save the manuscripts for two days before continuing. 】Wuqing was helped down the stairs by Tie Shou and came to the lobby of the inn.

As soon as she arrived at the lobby, she saw Dugu Ce and Yilin.

"Morning, both of you." Holding a teacup, Dugu Ce greeted him with a smile, and said, "Come and sit down, Shangguan is preparing breakfast, and we will set off after breakfast."

Seeing Dugu Ce's smile, Wuqing couldn't help but think of last night, and her pretty face flushed slightly.Afraid that Tie Shou would see something, she quickly acted nonchalantly, greeted lightly, and pushed the wheelchair to the table.

After the ruthless and iron hands came to the table, within a short while, Shangguan Xiaoxian came over with a large tray, and everyone served a bowl of hot beef noodles.

Yilin looked at the large piece of beef spread on the snow-white noodles, her pretty face was full of embarrassment, and she whispered: "I'm vegetarian..."

Dugu Ce put a straight face on his face, and said solemnly: "Where are you so particular about going out? Eat meat!"

Yilin saw his stern look, and remembered his murderous methods last night, she was terrified all over, obediently raised her chopsticks, picked up a slice of beef, and ate with a bitter face.

Ruthlessly and charmingly, she cast a glance at Dugu Ce, and said, "Why are you scaring her? She is a disciple of Hengshan, who eats fast and worships Buddha."

Dugu Ce smiled and said: "Yi Lin was adopted by Heng Shan when she was a child, and the first book she learned was Buddhist scriptures. The teachers and elders of Heng Shan who adopted her were kind, but did they ever give her a chance to choose?

"She worshiped Buddha ignorantly, and she didn't go down the mountain for the first time until now. She hasn't even seen the world of flowers, so how can she see through the world? She eats fast and worships Buddha, it's just a habit. Just look at her, how delicious is the food now? "

Looking sideways ruthlessly, she saw that Yilin's cheeks were bulging, her mouth was full of oil, and she was even smiling.

Just now, the little appearance that seemed to be bullied by a bully and forced to suffer has long since disappeared without a trace.

Yilin is like this, what can Wuqing say?I could only eat noodles in silence.

Shangguan Xiaoxian served noodles to the four of them, while she moved a small bench, sat down behind Dugu Ce, and ate a bowl of noodles.

Ruthlessly gave Shangguan Xiaoxian a strange look, and seeing her low-browed and pleasing little daughter-in-law, she couldn't tell whether she was pretending or if she was really impressed by Dugu Ce.

After breakfast, everyone continued on their way.

Because last night when Guan Xiaoxian waited for the Dongchang pursuers to come, they all rode horses, so Dugu Ce asked Shangguan Xiaoxian to buy a carriage in the town, put on the horses that the fans rode, and let Wuqing and Yi Lin was in the car, Shangguan Xiaoxian was driving the car, and she and Tie Shou rode on horseback.

That night, everyone missed the shelter and could only sleep in the wilderness.

Fortunately, with a carriage, Wuqing and Yilin finally have a place to live.Shangguan Xiaoxian will not be treated well, and Dugu Ce is called out to watch the night.

While Yilin was reciting scriptures for evening class and there was only Ruqing in the carriage, Dugu Ce got into the carriage and lowered the curtain.

Seeing this, Iron Hand wanted to stop it.

But he thought about it, there was only a thin layer of wood between them, and the door curtain was just a felt mat, so Dugu Ce wouldn't be able to do anything in the carriage against Ruqing—if he really wanted to do something, last night in the inn, he Didn't you do it earlier?