Supreme Space Puppet Master

Chapter 22 Merlin Chance
Jiang Xiaoli plunged into the warehouse full of all kinds of puppets, Jiang Xiaoli was dazzled by seeing all kinds of puppets.

Jiang Xiaoli's flesh hurts, and there are regrets in his eyes.

The puppets in front of me are left behind by the great master who wrote the "Book of Yin-Yang Puppets". Some puppets can even be compared to monks who refine the void, but there are many puppets that Jiang Xiaoli can't use yet.

Not to mention that Jiang Xiaoli's cultivation is only at the sixth stage of Qi refining, and his cultivation is still shallow. His own spiritual energy is not enough to support a puppet that is too high-level. His cultivation is low, which is a flaw.

Besides, the puppet art is divided into nine levels, and each level can be divided into three levels. Now Jiang Xiaoli's puppet art will be introduced, not even in the middle of the first level.

Puppets are divided into nine ranks, and puppets are naturally divided into nine ranks.

In the early days of the puppet war, only puppets of the same low grade could be used.

Jiang Xiaoli rummaged in the warehouse for a long time, ate a mouthful of ashes, and finally let her find a few puppets suitable for digging spirit stones from the warehouse.

These puppets were made according to the fat-headed beasts in the deep sea when Da Neng was idle and bored. This kind of fish has a mouth full of fangs and a big mouth. As long as it enters its mouth, there is basically nothing they can't eat.

Now such a similar puppet is most suitable for "gnawing" spirit stones.

If these puppets are of second rank in terms of rank, Jiang Xiaoli can't use these puppets at all with her initial level of puppet arts.

Cultivation cannot be done overnight, Jiang Xiaoli stepped out of the space, came out of the cold pool, and planned to add some food.

There is no food in the space, Jiang Xiaoli frowned, this is also a problem.

But Jiang Xiaoli didn't have time to think too much, she had to go back to the cold pool quickly, and found that she wasn't the only one who had the spiritual pulse at the bottom of the pool, but Jiang Xiaoli hadn't seen Hua Sheng's shadow for so many days.

Inexplicably, Jiang Xiaoli felt a little worried.

Many major events have happened in Meishan Village recently.

First, the Jiang family's inexplicable fire took away the master brewer Lao Jiangtou, and then the always well-behaved and sensible girl of the Jiang family, who was possessed by some demon, regretted her marriage in public, and disgraced the old village head.

Now, a good thing has finally happened in Meishan Village!
The most valued grandson of the old village head, Mei Lin fell into the eyes of the Shangxian, and was accepted as an apprentice by the immortal of Wanshulou!
The people in Meishan Village didn't know where Wanshulou was, and they didn't even have the courage to look directly at the practitioners of Wanshulou.

However, this is enough to make them excited.

Looking at the immortals in Wanshulou, they all look so modest and gentlemen, they are from famous families.

There have been a lot of monks coming to Meishan recently, and there are monks in Meishan Village, which has always been closed.

The villagers of Meishan Village guessed right. This Wanshulou is well-known in the entire Qianyuan Continent, and it is really a decent family.

The monks in Wanshulou have been with books and ink all the year round, and they talk about what they say, and they pursue the realm of a gentleman and a saint.

It is for Confucianism cultivators.

Merlin sat on the leaf-shaped flying magic weapon, his hands and feet were not where to put it, and unconsciously, he became a little cautious.

In front of Merlin, there were two monks, a man and a woman. They were drinking tea and playing chess. It seemed that the painful wind blowing on their faces hadn't affected them at all.

Xu was in the wild, and the woman relaxed a lot.

She pursed her mouth and complained: "Senior brother, why did the master let the two of us come to this corner of the mountain?"

The man raised the teacup's jade hand, paused, and smiled lightly: "Junior Sister, be careful with your words." There was a little pampering in his tone.

"Hmph." The woman probably still refused to accept it, she curled her lips and stopped talking.

(End of this chapter)