Spiritual recovery?It doesn't matter, I will speak out!

Chapter 16
The two ghost babies punched ordinary people hard.

But when he arrived at Jiang Chuan's place, he simply opened the door, came in for a look, and then prepared to leave.

If they have enough wit, they may squint their eyes when they come in and prepare to leave, and then they will find that things are not simple, and then say "Red bean paste private horse race!"

In their eyes, Jiang Xi, who is practicing, is no different from the superiors who have been engraved in the blood memory of the ghosts.

Just like the law of survival in the jungle, animals will follow their instincts to avoid predators and top hunters.

Before Jiang Xie found them, the two ghost babies didn't even need to communicate, they turned around at the same time and prepared to run away as if they were one person.

But at this moment, the door was suddenly closed.

A ghostly face appeared by the door at some point, hanging in the air and staring at the two baby ghosts.

“Delicious. Eat them all”

The faces of the two ghost babies were still expressionless, but their bodies trembled as if they were sifting chaff.

They are both ghosts, although they still can't see the details of the ghost face, but the baby ghost can clearly feel that the ghost face is not as dangerous as Jiang Xi who is practicing.

In Guiying's eyes, Jiang Pai at this moment is like the most terrifying legend, and although the ghost face is terrifying, it is still not as good as Jiang Pai's.

But precisely because of this, they are more afraid of grimaces than Jiang Xi.

There is only one reason, the giant dragon in the sky will not pay more attention to the ants on the ground, but the anteater will eat ants.

The blood curse on the forehead was shining brightly, and the two ghost babies wanted to fight Grimace to the death, looking for a chance to escape here.

Like two white lightning bolts, they slammed into Grimace, and indeed hit Grimace.

His own evil power and the old man's spell power actually acted on Grimace.

But to Ghost's despair, this almost full-force blow not only didn't hurt Ghost's face at all, it didn't even raise a bit of smoke and dust, and didn't leave a sound.

It's like a mud cow entering the sea, and it's all swallowed by grimaces.

Yin evil, spells, including the two ghost babies themselves, were also eaten by grimaces like moths flying into a flame.

"good to eat."

The green dots in Grimace's eye sockets shone like the highlights in the eyes of a two-dimensional girl when she was satisfied.

It returned to the bronze statue contentedly, and after a while, pearl-like black light spots gradually emerged on the top of the bronze statue
At the same moment, the short and thin old man suddenly felt that he had lost contact with the blood curse, and his face lost all blood in an instant.

"That's a ghost baby that even low-level quacks can't deal with! How can they not deal with an ordinary person?!"

He had a gloomy face, and he gritted his teeth when the ghost baby was wiped out before warming it up in his hands, but the existence of killing the ghost baby made him extremely fearful, after all, the ghost baby was a practitioner of the same level as him.

After a long time, he showed a ruthless face, blaming all the faults on an ordinary person:

"It doesn't matter who is behind you, wait for a while, and when my yin slave comes back from looking for food, he will definitely be able to reach the seventh rank, plus the eighth rank, as long as the gatekeeper doesn't make a move, I can walk sideways in Los Angeles ! At that time, no one can protect you!"

After more than half an hour, Jiang Lan finished the visualization.

At the same time as he opened his eyes, the black mist around him silently merged into his body, and the projection of the evil god gradually disappeared.

So he didn't find anything abnormal, just felt a little regret.

Because he had a vague realization that he had gained a lot this time, and he had already stepped into the threshold of the eighth-rank warlock, and he was only one step away from the seventh-rank.

But the mental power consumed by visualization is also increasing crazily. Jiang Xie has a hunch that if he doesn't stop, it is very likely that the last time will happen again.

In desperation, Jiang Lan had no choice but to stop the visualization.

I still remember that when I was a child, I meditated under the supervision of the old abbot. From the beginning when I persisted for a few minutes, there would be distracting thoughts and I could not concentrate, until I was able to meditate for a whole day without distracting thoughts. It took several years for Jiang Tie.

Before leaving the temple, Jiang Pai was even able to maintain this state without eating or drinking for several days, thus achieving the effect of bigu.

But such mental power can only be maintained for more than an hour of visualization time, which is enough to show how terrifying the spiritual power consumed in practice is.

Mental power is different from energy, and it cannot be compensated by simply resting. Mental power needs to be cultivated.

When energy is low, people will only feel tired, but if mental power is low, even if they get enough rest, people will still experience symptoms such as inability to concentrate, headache, slow reaction, and even hallucinations.

Jiang Xie rubbed his already swollen head, knowing that he could no longer visualize in a short time.

According to past experience, to return to the peak state, at least one week of meditation and chanting is required.

This is due to the blessing of 20 years of practicing Buddhism. For ordinary people, the sequelae caused by lack of mental strength may take several months to recover, which is no different from a hundred-day injury.

"It's a pity, it's just so lost."

The Knock Six Buddha in front of Jiang Chuan was dissatisfied: "What's the matter with you? Doesn't this bless your devout believers? Do you know that an inch is only an enjoyment for some people, but a torture for most people?" ah?"

But after a pause, he seemed to remember something, and apologized like a mental patient:
"Amitabha, I'm sorry Buddha, I lost my mind just now, please don't give me divine punishment, children are ignorant and joking."

After finishing speaking, he kowtowed again, and then he patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

The practice is real, and the Buddha may also exist. If the Buddha is as narrow-minded as he cares about himself, then the fun will be great. You should be cowardly or you should be cowardly.

Jiang Xi got up, intending to test the difference between the eighth grade and the ninth grade.

But an inadvertent glance made him realize something was wrong.

The door seemed to have been opened by someone, and a piece of fallen paper was clamped to the bottom of the door when it was closed.

"This is."

Jiang Xi took out the paper and looked it over carefully: "National airborne, price interview?"

"What a mess."

Before Jiang Can finished speaking, he remembered that this was a small advertisement he picked up on the side of the road. At that time, he had evil thoughts and accidentally brought it back. But fortunately, after self-discipline, he put it on the shoe cabinet. It has been several months since it was released, and even a little dust has fallen.

Embarrassed, Jiang Chuan was about to put the small advertisement back into the corner, but found something strange about the bronze statue that was casually thrown on the shoe cabinet after entering the door.

The power of wickedness was blocked on the top of the bronze statue, almost overflowing, making Jiang Lan frowned and murmured:
"It's so bitter."

He reached out to take the bronze statue for a closer look, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, the vicious force seemed to meet the iron powder of a magnet and attracted it.

Jiang Lan, who had already experienced it once, was not worried and let them enter his body.

But the wicked power on the top of the bronze statue was just the tip of the iceberg. As the overflowing part was absorbed, all the black light inside the bronze statue also spewed out, which was absorbed by Jiang Chou.

After absorbing these forces, Jiang Xi was pleasantly surprised to find that the stagnant feeling that he was almost about to be promoted seemed to be unable to withstand the impact and destruction of these forces, and was actually broken through, followed by fullness feel.

In an instant, Jiang Shou felt as if he was full of satisfaction after a long drought met with rain.

A quack warlock, rank seven!
At the same time, Jiang Pai's senses became several times more sensitive in an instant, and he suddenly noticed a red mark left in the corner of the entrance.

"This is."

It was a strange word, Jiang Pity had never seen it in any Buddhist classics, but for some reason, perhaps it was the natural rejection of evil things brought about by practicing Buddhism, just one glance, Jiang Pity Sure that's not a good thing.

He pursed his lips, and slowly looked at the small advertisement, and then at the bronze statue that inexplicably transformed into a lot of vicious powers.

At this moment, he was very sure that something had indeed come in just now, but it was absorbed by the grimace in the bronze statue.

It seems that some people or ghosts are not very friendly to themselves.

After contemplating for a long time, Jiang Xi couldn't figure out who he had offended.

If you can't figure it out, you simply don't want to think about it. Anyway, if you don't succeed this time, the opponent will make another move sooner or later. We'll see what's going on at that time.

However, Jiang Xi still maintained his due vigilance. Although the bronze statue of his one move was second than the opponent's person, it seemed that he could not pose a threat, but the information he had now was too scarce, and he might be killed at any time. Will overturn.

If it wasn't for the bronze statue this time, I'm afraid something would happen to me who was defenseless during my practice.

This incident sounded the alarm for him, and he couldn't help but reflect: "It seems that the world of practitioners is full of dangers, and my mentality should not be the same as before. I should make corresponding changes. In the future, I must always guarantee myself safety."

He rubbed the bronze statue, seeing the ugly animal head became more and more pleasing to the eye: "I will give you a big credit this time, how about it, I will reward you with a name, look at you, you look like the one in the book of mountains and seas." God beast, and you like Two-dimensional so much, and you are good at bullying the old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled, and you have a weird voice, then I will call you Aatrox from now on."

"It's such a happy decision. From now on, your first name will be Aatrox, and your nickname will be Sword Demon!"

(End of this chapter)