Sister, stay away from me!

Chapter 37 Pangu Spiritual Liquid
Lin Qiushui strolled in the aisle, and all the practitioners passing by bowed and saluted with a very respectful attitude.

This respect is not directed at her, but the people around her.

On the right side of Lin Qiushui, a well-maintained old man with white hair and youthful face walked slowly forward, communicating with Lin Qiushui from time to time.

The old man seemed to be over sixty years old, with a pair of long eyebrows hanging down like willow branches, almost dragging them to the ground.

If you look carefully, you will find that the old man's body is slightly transparent, and the divine light in his body is restrained, giving him a faint feeling of being in harmony with the light and returning to nature.

This is a master of Yin God Realm.

At the same time, he is also one of the managers of Xianmeng.

What came here was not his real body, but a yin god, but in terms of strength, even ten practitioners in the supernatural power realm could not match it.

"Lin Qiushui, why did you call me, an old man, today?" the old man asked with a smile.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, so I want to get in touch with you." Lin Qiushui replied with a smile.

"You? Forget it. Some time ago, female monks' obscene clothes were stolen, do you have any idea?"

"No, but there probably won't be any in the future. I have a lewd garment that I really want to get my hands on recently. I'll talk about it when I get it. Sigh, I don't know what the little junior sister's lewd garment looks like. Is it pure or seductive?"

"In public, don't drool. Sigh, you are very capable, and sending you to the inspector guard is considered a talent. But your character... Forget it, where are you taking me?"

"Just a walk. Ah, the square."

The old man squinted his eyes at Lin Qiushui, knowing that the other party's drama was here.

However, he didn't break it, just bent over with his hands behind his back, and slowly moved forward.

This square can be regarded as half a market for practitioners. In the past, there were often people hawking, some people selling food, and some people directly opened the altar to teach the Dharma, which was very lively.

But today, the tranquility here is unnatural.

As soon as he approached, the old man heard a crisp voice: "The Tao has no name, but it also has a name. Mana is invisible, but it also has a form. People also have a form. It is necessary to use the form to control the formlessness, which is the soul."

The voice is euphemistic and pleasant, but the content is more fascinating.

Starting with the contents of the "Tao Jing", the other party began to explain in simple terms, slowly explaining various magical uses of mana and various cultivation experiences.

"The voice is good, and the content is also quite good. Who is this supernatural being teaching the Fa?" The old man asked with a smile.

Looking back at Lin Qiushui, the old man found that the other party was stunned, and his hands were tightly clenched, as if he saw something extremely shocking.

"This content is mysterious, but it doesn't have to be like this." The old man asked with a smile.

"You don't understand. It's my junior sister who teaches the Fa. The junior sister I just met."

"The junior sister of Miaoyinmen is very versatile. Just entered the door, just... wait, your junior sister?"

Looking at Lin Qiushui in amazement, the old man said: "I remember your junior sister Yue Ling, who is a master, right? It's a genius to understand mana so thoroughly so quickly."

"No, the new ones don't even have strange items."

The old man froze for a moment.

Listening carefully, the old man became more and more surprised as he listened.

The content at the beginning was okay, but the content after that became more and more mysterious, faintly reflecting each other with what he had obtained, which actually inspired him quite a bit.

All kinds of mana operation methods are introduced one by one, which makes people feel like drinking fine wine and entering a hot spring.

After listening silently for half an hour, the old man felt that this kind of experience was so mysterious that only the true king of morality who is best at using magic power in Xianmeng can possess it.

However, the other party's character is withdrawn, irritable, and he is very strict with his own experience. Even his disciples are unwilling to teach it, so how could he tell others.

After listening to a class, the old man felt that he had a lot of insights in his heart, which is very rare.

After practicing for a hundred years, Mana has torn off the last fig leaf in front of him, and what is familiar can no longer be familiar.

But after listening to it for two hours today, he gained even more insights than he had accumulated in the past year, so if he got something, he just wanted to go back and feel it.

Gently nodding his head, the old man said in a low voice: "I don't even have any strange things... I know this from birth. Lin Qiushui, is this the person you want to recommend to me?"

"Uh, yes, and no, it's just..."

"Don't be hesitant, I know what you mean. This kind of talent really needs to be cultivated. Take it."

The figure of the old man suddenly dimmed a bit, and the originally condensed Yin spirit instantly became a little more transparent.

A drop of liquid flew out from between the old man's eyebrows, glowing with emerald green light, and landed in Lin Qiushui's hands.

After dispensing this drop of liquid, the old man seemed to be a little older, and said wearily, "This pangu spirit liquid only drops once a year, and I have accumulated such a small amount in ten years. Don't worry about me, an old man, in the future."

Lin Qiushui hurriedly caught the drop of sap, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Zhenjun Haoran."

"You don't need to thank me. Your junior sister opened the altar to teach the Fa, and I also gained something. Afterwards, I retreated to digest it. After I leave the retreat, let her come to see me and settle the cause and effect again."

After finishing speaking, the old man disappeared directly, as if he had never appeared.

After the old man disappeared, the people around him woke up like a dream, and all of them danced excitedly.

After thanking Wang Huai one after another, they left, eager to go back to digest and absorb the newly acquired experience.

The previous schoolboys looked at Wang Huai and sighed.

Slip away, the person who can have such an excellent mana experience must be a direct disciple of a real king, such a person cannot be provoked.

After the crowd dispersed, Wang Huai came out holding Sun Luming who was sleeping soundly, and said to Lin Qiushui who was standing there: "Senior sister, what are you doing?"

Lin Qiushui stared at Wang Huai with squinted eyes, his eyes were a little cold, Wang Huai looked uncomfortable.

Taking a step back involuntarily, Wang Huai asked, "Senior Sister, what's wrong?"

"Why do you want to hug that little shameless person instead of me! Senior sister is unhappy, and senior sister wants to hug!"

"Senior sister, don't make trouble, there are too many people."

"You didn't even hug when there were so few people!"

"It has nothing to do with how many people there are."

"It's okay, hug me now!"

"Is there something wrong with your comprehension ability! Mental decline is also a disease!"

Taking a breath, Wang Huai felt that his senior sisters were unable to communicate with each other.

Turning around, he was about to leave when he was hugged from behind unexpectedly. The soft touch made Wang Huai completely forget himself, and almost turned from the furry party to the fat party.

"Don't hug me, carry me back to the head office!"

"Senior sister, stay away from me!"

"No!"

Wang Huai wanted to shake Lin Qiushui away, but he couldn't.

Damn, it's just fat!

hateful……

When Sun Luming woke up, she found herself lying on Wang Huai's bed.

Beside the bed, Wang Huai looked into the distance, his eyes blurred.

"Brother Wang, what's the matter? A look of disillusionment?"

"It's nothing, I just feel that I am also a slave of instinct."

"Although I have known you for so many years, every time you can come up with some new tricks for me. What is this?"

Staring at the emerald green liquid floating beside the bed, Sun Luming's face suddenly changed, he grabbed Wang Huai and said, "Brother Wang, run!"

"What?"

"This thing is Pangu Spiritual Liquid, a rare thing that only has one drop a year. It's something that countless geniuses have dreamed of. I don't know where you got it from. Anyway, before others find out, take this thing and run away!"

"Why do you acquiesce that I cheated this thing! Lu Ming, do you misunderstand me!"

(End of this chapter)