Supreme Space Puppet Master

Chapter 101 In order to eat a breakthrough

On the top floor of Zangshu Pavilion, Jiang Xiaoli stood there alone, accompanied by only those exercises that Uncle Jiu deliberately placed there.

Randomly taking out a copy of these exercises can make all the Hua family's children jealous, but it doesn't make Jiang Xiaoli feel happy.

On the contrary, it was precisely because of these exercises that Jiang Xiaoli's frown became deeper and deeper.Because for Jiang Xiaoli, these extremely precious books represent trouble at this moment.

It was because of them that Jiang Xiaoli couldn't leave.

It's very quiet here.

Only those books flipped gently with the breeze, making a rustling sound from time to time.

"Guru..."

It was precisely because of the silence that the protest from Jiang Xiaoli's stomach sounded like thunder in this quiet top floor.

Jiang Xiaoli pursed her lips lightly, she was a little embarrassed, but she was really hungry.

More precisely, sleepy and hungry.

Jiang Xiaoli couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed his eyes lightly. Last night, he spent most of the night just training the Golden Feather Eagle.

In the middle of the night, she sneaked out of Hua's house.

I wanted to go shopping and relax the nerves that have been tense for days.

Unexpectedly, he met Lian Xi and Zhou Bingchang again, what happened to Zhou Bingchang made Jiang Xiaoli really unhappy.

When she returned to Hua's house, to be honest, she was a little tired.

In addition, she hadn't transformed back then, so she told Shi Zhu that she would not go to the outer courtyard today.

But people are not as good as heaven, Jiang Xiaoli did not expect that Hua Teng, who had always avoided him, would come to him.

Early this morning, Hua Teng said a bunch of inexplicable words to himself, and played another inexplicable game of chess.Afterwards, Jiang Xiaoli went to Zangshu Pavilion inexplicably, and was arrested by Uncle Jiu inexplicably.

Jiang Xiaoli sighed lightly. All in all, she was really hungry and sleepy after a sleepless night and no breakfast.

It's really sad to feel sleepy and hungry.

Another gust of wind blew gently, and the non-restricted exercises fluttered like waves with the wind, and the sound was crisp, but Jiang Xiaoli felt that it was not pleasant at all.

In fact, it stands to reason that for monks in the foundation building period, it is common to not eat and sleep for a night, and it is nothing at all.

If Jiang Xiaoli had been practicing since she was a child, maybe she would have thought so, but Jiang Xiaoli was a monk halfway through, and only started practicing at the age of 14.

At the age of 14, he is quite old, and he started to practice very late.

At this time, Jiang Xiaoli had already carried too many imprints of ordinary people on his body.

For example, food is the sky.

Jiang Xiaoli didn't like the taste of Bigu Pills, nor was she in the habit of eating Bigu Pills, but at this moment, she only hated why she didn't prepare some Bigu Pills.

After all, Bigu Dan has no taste, and it feels better than being hungry.

What should she do now?

She came to Zangshu Pavilion entirely on a whim, Shi Zhu definitely didn't know that she was here, but even if Shi Zhu knew, she couldn't bring food in.

Not to mention, it was the top floor of Zangshu Pavilion.

After all, Zangshu Pavilion is an important place of the Hua family, and there is Ninth Uncle guarding it, which is the existence that makes Hua Teng, the head of the Hua family, bow his head.　
It is obviously unrealistic to expect Dianthus to come in to deliver meals, but the cold spring whitebait in the space has already been eaten up, and there is not one left.

Jiang Xiaoli sighed in disappointment, never expecting that one day she would be so entangled in order to fill her stomach.

It seems that if you want to fill your stomach, you can only go out by yourself.

Jiang Xiaoli glanced at the exercises on the ground, his eyes were filled with resentment, what if she couldn't walk away.

Jiang Xiaoli thought again, it would be great if Bing was here.

However, the 64 puppet soldiers were all in the Qianyuan Inn outside the Hua family, and she sent them to protect Zhou Bingchang.

Jiang Xiaoli sat down cross-legged again, a ray of spiritual consciousness returned to the space, and flew straight to the only towering palace in the space.

The spiritual sense crossed the main hall, twists and turns, and found the warehouse where the puppets were placed with great accuracy.

This is not difficult for Jiang Xiaoli.

The space at the tip of her ring finger on her left hand is already huge. Although she is not very familiar with space, this palace is extremely familiar to Jiang Xiaoli.

Jiang Xiaoli is very familiar with every brick and tile here.

It is not difficult to find the palace where the puppets are placed, and it is not difficult to find the puppets she wants to find. The difficult thing is how to wake up these puppets.

Kings and generals, division soldiers and beasts.

Including the legendary ninth-rank puppets, Jiang Xiaoli's puppets have a total of ninth-rank 27th rank.

There are a lot of puppet beasts, it's not difficult, Jiang Xiaoli can already enslave little puppet ants even when he just introduced Qi into his body.

Once in the Demon's Tomb, Jiang Xiaoli didn't have much confidence in awakening the puppet soldiers in the face of the overbearing corpse poison of the Ten Thousand Year Tree Demon.

However, Jiang Xiaoli succeeded.

As for soldiers, the more advanced the puppet, the higher the strength of spiritual consciousness required.

At that time, Jiang Xiaoli's efforts to awaken the puppet soldiers were completely desperate.

Now, Jiang Xiaoli is still not sure how to wake up the puppet warriors.

Jiang Xiaoli closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the ground motionless, but his spiritual consciousness slowly condensed in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Puppet warriors are higher-level existences than puppet soldiers. If puppet soldiers have the cultivation level of ordinary qi refiners, then puppet warriors are enough to fight against foundation-building monks.

Jiang Xiaoli knew very well that with her current cultivation in the early stage of foundation establishment, it would be very difficult to awaken the puppet warriors, but no matter how difficult it was, Jiang Xiaoli wanted to try.

The spiritual sense locked onto the puppet who was standing still in the space. At this time, Jiang Xiaoli could no longer feel the slightest bit of hunger.

Breaking through in order to get away and eat sounds a little ridiculous, a little silly, and a little reckless.

But when Jiang Xiaoli really calmed down, concentrated her spiritual consciousness, and operated the Yin-Yang Puppet Art, she no longer felt the hunger that made her feel a little embarrassed.

In fact, Jiang Xiaoli didn't even realize that the so-called hunger and the so-called insecurities were just excuses for her to convince herself to break through early.

She has been preparing for this day for a long time.

Otherwise, she could go downstairs to the dining room right now. Even if the weather changes suddenly and it starts to rain, can it be said that she can't come back in time?

Or is it that these skills will disappear when she is not around for a while?

After all, this is the Library Pavilion, after all, Jiu Shugong is not a decoration, who would have the guts?

The spiritual consciousness is invisible, but Jiang Xiaoli can feel it. The spiritual consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness slowly condenses and gathers into threads.

The puppet stood quietly in the warehouse. Although no one had woken him up for tens of thousands of years, his body was still spotless.

His body was as tall and proud as a puppet soldier, but unlike the puppet soldier with a gun, he only had a short sword on his waist.

The short sword is not too long, only about one arm long. Whether it is the dark black scabbard or the hilt that looks like an ordinary iron pillar, there is nothing special about it.

Da Neng didn't carve the puppet to look good, on the contrary, the puppet looks very ordinary.

(End of this chapter)