Heavenly God Mnemonic

The sign of the yellow turban warrior is a punch, like a dragon crash.

Yang Qingxuan has already felt the giant power of the dragon elephant, but it hasn't been condensed yet. After all, there is a huge moat between the body tempering tenth and the yellow turban warrior.

Yang Qingxuan muttered to himself: "I have reached the tenth level of Body Tempering, I don't know what Elder Lu's third gift will be."

The first gift, Hantan Shui, allowed him to rush directly to the Seventh Layer of Body Tempering to gather the original force. The second gift, Wujin Garment, brought him fifteen times the field of gravity, which made him more effective in his cultivation. Let him also look forward to the third gift.

"Tuk Tuk."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside the room, and Yang Qingxuan frowned and said, "Who?" He restrained his inner strength and calmed his breath.

"It's me, Xiao Er."

There was a voice outside the door, Yang Qingxuan opened the door, and it turned out that it was the second child of the shop, and asked unhappyly, "What's the matter?"

The shop's little second Zhang had a roe-headed mouse eye, showing a "you know" expression, and whispered: "Guest, do you need service?"

Yang Qingxuan frowned and said, "Serve?"

The shopkeeper smiled and said: "It's the big health care. We have all kinds of girls, hundreds of different service items, mature women, young loli, leopard black silk, and Tian Cong Academy All of my school girls are pure and beautiful, with plenty of water to live well."

Yang Qingxuan had a black line on his face and directly blasted Xiao Er out of the shop.

After finally breaking through to the tenth level of Body Tempering, in the comfortable state where everything is self-sufficient, but was interrupted by such a stupid-force, the desire to kill him is all there.

After the shop Xiaoer was blasted out, he stuffed an atlas directly from the gap under the door. Yang Qingxuan flipped through it a few times. It was all half-naked women’s albums, with service items and charges on the side.

"Grass!" Yang Qingxuan cursed, but his eyes remained unblinking. He reopened the picture album from the beginning to the end, carefully read it with relish, and then closed it satisfactorily. Then a scorching yang qi came out of his palm, burning it to ashes, and meditating cross-legged again.

But because I read the album, my heart was filled with irritability, and I couldn't settle down.

He was extremely depressed. Seeing the dawn, he didn't force it. He got up and washed his face and sat down again.

This time, he did not force himself into concentration. Instead, he took out a square stone the size of a baby's fist from the storage ring. The pale white was mixed with many earth and rocks, but when he entered the hand, it was full of aura and uncomfortable.

It is a low-grade spirit stone. Yang Qingxuan's thoughts moved slightly, and his palm pulled a trace of spiritual energy from the spirit stone, and immediately turned into Qi Jin, flowing in the body like a small stream, extremely comfortable and cozy.

His eyes gleamed, and he said in surprise: "Lingshi is so wonderful!" No wonder warriors use Lingshi as their hard currency.

He was overjoyed, immersed his mind in the spirit stone, and frantically extracted the aura inside.

Two hours later, the **** crowed and dawn broke, and a ray of sunlight came in. Falling on Yang Qingxuan, his beautiful face was filled with a faint smile.

A piece of spirit stone just sucked in and turned into powder in his palm.

Yang Qingxuan opened his eyes, moved his body, felt full of energy, and muttered to himself: "This spirit stone is indeed a good thing! No wonder the children of the rich and powerful families have cultivated so much that they have countless resources to throw in!"

This is just a low-grade spiritual stone, which benefits Yang Qingxuan a lot. What if it is middle-grade, top-grade, or even top-grade? He licked his lower lip excitedly and said to himself: "After earning full credits, he has to find a way to earn spirit stones."

Throwing a few silver coins on the table, the figure flashed, turned into a swordfish, and went to Mingyue Villa.

Mr. Lu was already waiting for him, he greeted him as soon as he saw him, and led him into the box.

"Student Qingxuan, you really came. I'm still worried that you won't come. Yesterday I let out the news that you will fight again. If you don't come today, I won't be able to end it."

Mr. Lu breathed a sigh of relief, and said with some reproach: "It took a great price to calm down the noise you made yesterday."

Yang Qingxuan sneered: "What's the matter with me? The rules of gambling and fighting don't say that you shouldn't scold these mud."

Mr. Lu’s face was full of black lines, and he hurriedly clasped his fists and said: "Classmate, you should just keep your mouth relaxed. Even if our villa can settle down, it will be bad for you to offend so many people at once."

Yang Qingxuan said: "I have my own sense of this matter, so I will stop scolding."

Mr. Lu was relieved and thought to himself: "Young people love to be impulsive when doing things, and don't make any trouble again." He said: "Today's gambling fight, I have something to discuss with Qingxuan. , I wonder if the classmates are interested in the challenge?"

Yang Qingxuan's eyes flashed, two cold glows shot out, and he stared at Mr. Lu: "I'm afraid I was in trouble yesterday. Those customers want to put me to death. In order to please them, Mingyue Villa deliberately set up a situation to challenge me. ?"

Mr. Lu was startled, his face hard to look at.

He just asked tentatively, but the other party had all the causes and consequences to be deduced. Is this a fifteen-year-old young man? ...

He wiped off his cold sweat whisperingly, and said: "This...this...of course not..."

Although he strongly denied it, his tone was too pale and weak.

Mr. Lu felt it himself, his face flushed, and he stood there blankly, not knowing what to say.

Yang Qingxuan said: "The higher the rank, is it a battle spirit?"

Mr. Lu hurriedly said: "In the early stage of Lingwu, only the early stage. If Qingxuan can defeat Peng Hai, he should have the strength to fight the early stage of Lingwu."

Yang Qingxuan became silent, recalling the battle with Zhen Xiuzhu in the mine. At that time, it was only for body tempering eightfold, but now it has reached tenfold. Even if you don't cheat, you can let go of a fight, and win or lose.

Moreover, Zhen Xiuzhu is in the middle stage of Lingwu, and he is still very sure if he is only in the early stage of the battle.

He said: "Okay, I can promise you to leapfrog. But you must give me 1,000 credits."

Mr. Lu laughed, and said: "For a higher level challenge, the reward base can be doubled five times, and there is 250 points. If you kill the opponent again, it will be rewarded five times, and you can get 1250 credits."

Yang Qingxuan said coldly: "I don't have the habit of killing people for no reason."

Mr. Lu said: "This is not for no reason, but for credits. Furthermore, if you are compassionate to others, will others be compassionate to you?"

Yang Qingxuan waved his hand and said: "Needless to say, give me 1,000 credits and a hundred low-grade spirit stones, and I will leapfrog. Otherwise, I'd better send the same level to play."

Mr. Lu was taken aback, and said angrily: "I just said 1,000 credits, but now there are a hundred more low-grade spirit stones? It's too scary. The value of one hundred low-grade spirit stones is far above 1,000 credits. ."

Yang Qingxuan blinked his eyes and said, "I made a mistake just now. After listening to Mr. Lu's calculations, I felt that I only got 1,000 credits. So, just add 50 low-grade spirit stones, otherwise it will be exempted. Talking about it. Gambling and fighting at the same level, although the credits are earned slowly, but the win is safe. If the level is higher, it may be dead, and no matter how much money you can enjoy."