Boss, please help

Chapter 68
Gluttonous...mysterious organization...

The more Luo Xue thought about it, the more frightened she became, and the more she thought about it, the more frightened she became.

Her life does not seem to be as ordinary and ordinary as she imagined before. Since she was a child, there has been a huge conspiracy around her.

But what Luo Xue couldn't accept the most was that she still didn't know what the conspiracy was?
The faces of Luo Dayuan, Zhang Wanrong and Luo Yan flashed before my eyes, then the faces of Gu Jun and the delivery man who wanted to kill her flashed past, and then Tang Chao, the faces of the two men who were with Tang Chao... …

There is an indistinct line connecting them in the middle, and then the connecting things are clouds of black mist, making it difficult to see what is inside.

Then I thought about my inexplicable time travel to the world of comprehension, practice for a thousand years to the Nascent Soul Dacheng state, and then inexplicably time travel back again, and the interval between them did not even exceed half an hour.

Thinking about it now, was my time travel an accident, or was it deliberately arranged by someone?
If it was an accident, how did you travel through it twice in a row?

Is there such a surprise in the world?

If it was a deliberate arrangement, then who or what kind of organization has such a huge energy, can arrange people to travel through time and space at will, and survive in another world unscathed?
What's even more frightening is that he was able to turn his hands into clouds and rain and pull her back into this world again, leaving her without the slightest ability to resist.

You must know that when she was arranged to travel to the world of cultivation, she was just a mortal at that time, and she couldn't help herself at all.

But when she was arranged to travel back, she was already a monk at the Nascent Soul Dacheng Realm, and she was also the deputy head of the Shimen Battle Hall. The master was a mid-stage monk, and the master ancestor was the only True Monarch of the Shimen.

With such a powerful force guarding, how can others arrange it at will without knowing it?

Thinking of the power of rules on the hundred-year-old hibiscus tree, Luo Xue didn't dare to think about it, and when she thought about it, she became extremely terrified.

Fear comes from the unknown, and the existence of the unknown is the root of Luo Xue's fear.

Luo Xue sighed, silently recalled the mantra of "a heart of ice is in the jade pot", turned thousands of thoughts into floating clouds, and did not think about it for the time being.

She took out a mid-level spirit stone, closed her eyes and meditated on the bay window, silently practiced her master's skills, and practiced with concentration.

Master once told her that monks may not belong to human beings in essence, but they have never transcended human beings.

The greatest source of trouble for human beings is thinking too much and doing too little.

Since the more you think about it, the more annoying it gets, and it's useless to think too much, so it's better to just do what's in front of you.

Luo Xue knew very well that no matter how much she thought at this moment, it was useless, and she couldn't change even a shred of reality.That being the case, then only do what you can do, even if there is only a slight effect, how can you know that it is not the slightest achievement today that will determine the outcome in the future?
The moonlight shines through the glass window, and the radiance falls on Luo Xue's body softly, as if covering her with a layer of silver gauze.

The color of the mid-level spirit stone in her hand gradually became cloudy at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the inheritance of power sealed in the spirit stone released a devouring evil spirit bit by bit.

Those dark brown blood colors floated more and more on the surface of the spirit stone, becoming clearer and clearer, like a trace of black smoke, wanting to flow out with the spirit energy and be absorbed into Luo Xue's body.

Then, when those little black threads touched Luo Xue's skin, they would be pulled back into the spirit stone by an invisible force.

Silently, the inheritance of power in the spirit stone let out an extremely angry and helpless roar.

After running the exercises for 36 weeks, Luo Xue exhaled a long mouthful of white turbid air, and slowly called it a day.

Pressure is motivation, this sentence is a wise saying in any world.

After Luo Xue came back from time travel, she had never run the master's martial art for 36 consecutive weeks in one breath, and it ran so smoothly without any hindrance.

She opened her eyes, their eyes were shining brightly, reflecting the bright red rising sun rising from the horizon, giving people a sense of vitality.

Luo Xue knew in her heart that she was already at the seventh level of Qi training period.

Meditating and practicing overnight, her cultivation could be raised by a small level.Even in the monastic world, her speed of practice is rare in history.

In other words, except for those Confucian monks, there is no one who can practice faster than her.

However, Confucian monks pay attention to epiphany, and their speed of practice seems to be extremely fast. They can be promoted from a mortal to a Qi training monk, then to the foundation building state, and even to the golden core state overnight.

But after all, it is a thick accumulation. In the past few decades, I have been studying and practicing to cultivate my noble spirit. After I have accumulated enough, I will be enlightened before I can achieve epiphany.Calculated, the practice time is actually not much different from other ways of comprehension.

Luo Xue is real, she has cultivated from the sixth level of the Qi training period to the seventh level of the Qi training period overnight, far surpassing Confucian monks.

She looked down at the mid-level spirit stone in her hand. The spirit stone, which was originally crystal clear like crystal, had now become like muddy jade, no longer dazzling.

Dark brown blood lines covered the surface of the stone, like cracks that were about to open, making the stone look extremely poor.

There are disadvantages to practicing fast, just like the middle-level spirit stone in your hand.

Originally, this mid-level spirit stone was enough for her to cultivate to the eighth level of Qi training period, but because of the speed, Luo Xue only promoted to a small level, and already consumed most of her spirit energy.

The inheritance of power originally sealed or protected by the spirit stone has gradually become uncontrollable.

If it weren't for Luo Xue, any ordinary person would have been penetrated into the body by the power inheritance, occupied the mind and soul, transformed the body organs, lost the sense of autonomy, and became the host and slave of this power inheritance.

"Ha ha."

Luo Xue smiled softly, and with a thought, she said to herself: Tian Luo.

In the palm of her hand holding the spirit stone, countless spiritual powers turned into silk threads, like silkworms spinning silk, covering the spirit stone layer by layer.

The dark brown bloodline surged crazily, fluttering like aquatic plants on the bottom of the sea, trying to stop the entanglement of the spirit thread.

However, Luo Xue's technique of "Tianluo" is so powerful that no one of her rank can break free from her technique of sealing.

How can a mere inheritance of power be stopped.

After only two or three minutes, the spirit stone in his hand became a smooth and transparent stone.The touch is delicate and gentle, and there is a feeling of peace of mind.

Even if this stone is auctioned, it can still be auctioned for top-quality jade stones of the same weight and size.

Luo Xue threw this stone into an iron box and kept it, and took out another new mid-level spirit stone and put it on her body so that she could keep it as a backup at any time.

She looked towards the central square of the community through the glass window, and she happened to be able to see the century-old hibiscus tree in the center of the atrium.

"Rules?"

Luo Xue murmured in a low voice: "Who is afraid of whom, and you are not the one?"

Metal, wood, water, fire and earth, wind, thunder, light and dark sound.

These are the ten most common physical and spiritual roots in the cultivation world, and they are also the most basic spiritual roots.

In addition to the spiritual root of the body, there is also a spiritual root of the mind, which is rare in a thousand years and belongs to the talent of the absolute talent.

And the essence of spirit root is actually rules.

A monk with a spirit root, the spirit root is born with the power of rules.

It is precisely because of this that monk Yilinggen is the genius that every monastic sect competes for, and he is the treasure of treasures.

Luo Xue is the spirit root that is rare to see in a thousand years. For her, the master specially created cultivation methods and secret fighting skills for her in the Kungfu Hall.

And she lived up to the expectations of her teachers. Since she embarked on the road of cultivation, she has always been invincible at the same level, no matter in cultivation or fighting.

Her spirit root is named "Wan Wu Yin" by Master, and the key point is the word "Yin".

Attracts all things, and then manipulates all things.

Yin, one of the rules of heaven and earth.

With "crack", it is hard to tell who is strong and who is weak, it just depends on whose means are clever.

Luo Xue stretched out her hand, and the half glass of water on the bedside table seemed to be picked up by an invisible hand and brought to her.

She opened her mouth to take a sip, then waved her hand again, and the glass of water flew back to the bedside table.

For about a second before and after, she just moved her fingers.

This is not an object control technique. If a monk wants to perform an object control technique, he often needs a foundation-building stage, and the controlled object itself has aura.

For example, Yujianshu and Yubaoshu are all of this kind.

The flying sword and the magic weapon are connected with the monk's mind, so that he can control and command like an arm and a finger.

Luo Xue didn't need it, everything would be attracted by her spiritual power and become her tool if she moved her mind.

Whether it is a magic weapon of flying swords or tiles and weeds.

Even if it is the opponent's life-saving magic weapon, the flying sword, she can control one or two for a short time, making the opponent's attack ineffective.

This is the rule, the ruler of the world, dare not disobey.

In the world of monasticism, Luo Xue is not only invincible at the same level, even monks who are one level higher than her, those who are too weak are not her opponents.

Even if he could defeat her, it was only to defeat her, if he wanted to escape or fight, the initiative was always in Luo Xue's hands.

On the eve of crossing, she was poisoned in advance, and she fought with the Nether Demon Lord, a late-stage cultivator of transformation, for a full month at the Nascent Soul Dacheng state, and finally fell into the enemy's hands because of exhaustion of spiritual power.

This kind of record is no less than that of any monk in the realm of transforming gods.

"Isn't it just a trace of the power of rules? I don't believe that you have the power of the True Monarch Hedao."

Luo Xue said in a low voice.

She meditated all night, and after her mind calmed down, she thought of the violations.

If Gu Jun or other people really have the power of the true king of Hedao, who else should they be afraid of in this world?Even the atomic bomb, known as the most terrifying weapon for mankind, can never hurt him.

So why bother to make any conspiracy, just push it all the way.

It's like it's impossible for human beings to use any tricks and calculations against ants. If they step down, all ants will die.

Thinking of this, Luo Xue performed a small cleaning technique, cleaned herself up, put on slippers and left the bedroom.

It was still early, and there were already noises in the kitchen.

Luo Xue walked over and saw that it was Zhang Wanrong cooking porridge in the kitchen.

Zhang Wanrong also saw her, and greeted her with a smile: "You're awake, why don't you sleep a little longer?"

"Mom, good morning."

"Good morning, good morning, you go to wash up first, after I cook the porridge, go to the steamed bun shop at the gate of the community to buy some steamed stuffed buns, you can go to school after eating."

Luo Xue put on the shoes and said, "I'll go buy them, just to exercise in the neighborhood."

"Alright, do you have any money?"

"some."

"Okay then, go and come back quickly, don't go shopping for too long."

"Okay Mom, I'm going out then."

Luo Xue came to the century-old hibiscus tree again, and there were already many old men and women gathered around, practicing Tai Chi, doing aerobics, walking slowly and chatting, and so on.

There are also some morning runners who are running around the runway in the community.

She had never wandered around the community so early before, and only now did she realize that the community square in the morning was so lively.

Fortunately, there was no one around the hibiscus tree, so Luo Xue approached, and after searching for a while, she saw the crooked child's handwriting.

In fact, that line of handwriting is very inconspicuous.

On the old brown bark, it may be ignored if you get close.

It's hard for Gu Jun to be able to find this line of writing in such a dark environment yesterday.Yesterday, Luo Xue was able to see clearly only by relying on her divine thoughts and the power of the rules that emerged from that line of writing.

At this time, the daylight is sufficient, but it is becoming more and more difficult to see.

It is indeed the power of rules, but it is too weak.

The hibiscus tree is just a mortal tree, replaced by the spirit wood of the monastic world, the power of rules has long been worn away by the spirit wood, why it has been used for more than ten years, and it still exists on the bark.

She carefully touched the line of writing with her hand, and felt a faint tingling sensation on her fingertips.

Luo Xue withdrew her hand, held it in front of her eyes, there was a very shallow scar on her white and tender fingertips.

It's like accidentally touching a sharp blade, leaving a cut mark.

"It should be 'crack'."

Torn, torn, not to heal.

Luo Xue stretched out her hand again, intending to use spiritual power to help the bark heal, so that this line of writing would disappear.

She possesses the rule of "leading", forcibly wears away the rule of "cracking", even if she is weak now, she can do the same.

It's just that my mind is spinning, but I can't make up my mind.

After a while, she took her hand back again, without intentionally letting the line disappear.

After all, this was written by Gu Jun when he was five or six years old. He could use the power of rules at that time, so at this time, he should be able to use the "crack" rules to a greater extent.

Just like Gu Jun said confidently last night: The words he engraved will never disappear.

This proves that Gu Jun is confident enough to control the rule of "crack".

Forget it.

Everything is still unclear, so why do I have to fight for strength and win?
Gu Jun just said this line to himself yesterday, and it disappeared the next day. Isn't it obvious that he has a problem?

Although Luo Xue is very clear, Gu Jun should already know that she is not an ordinary person, otherwise there would not be so many temptations yesterday.

Thinking of Gu Jun's temptation of words yesterday, Luo Xue frowned again.

His temptation didn't seem to be aimed at whether she was an ordinary person, but because he wanted to confirm whether she was Luo Xue.

Luo Xue turned around, left the century-old hibiscus tree, and walked towards the gate of the community.

I bought buns and steamed buns for a family of four at the steamed stuffed bun shop at the door, paid the money, and then headed back home.

(End of this chapter)