The ugly girl wants to be promoted to immortal

Chapter 70
Konjac sat blankly on a hill, her eyes were full of sadness, because a teenager haunted her with nightmares.

His sword almost took her life. Although she survived by chance, her life was not complete from then on. Her arms and bones were broken, and she became an adult three years later than others, which also cut off her path of cultivation.

"Leng Yun, I wanted to find you, but I didn't expect you to come to my door. You made me a demon for life. Even if I go to hell, I must accompany you." Konjac looked up at the sky, but felt that the fairy was getting closer Even more distant, and the hatred for Leng Yun is also boundless.

Konjac returned to the fortune teller's house, it was almost noon, and Leng Yun followed her all the way because he was worried about her, but he didn't get close to her. He accidentally discovered that the lively, savage, willful Konjac also had her unknown side. My happiness comes from her smile, but I never thought that there is sadness hidden in her smile.

"Little taro, why are you back, where is Leng Yun?" The fortune teller looked at Konjac, but felt that something was wrong with her expression.

"Him?" Konjac was a little disdainful to mention Leng Yun's name, but he pouted and replied, "Of course he went back to his sect."

"In this case, you can practice with peace of mind." The fortune teller said solemnly.

When Konjac heard that she was about to start practicing again, she secretly groaned in her heart. This human practice is completely different from their demon cultivation. As a demon, even if she just sits still, her body and soul will continue to move. Ascension, but human beings are different, if they don't act, they won't gain anything.

Thinking of this, Konjac had an idea, and she looked at the fortune teller thoughtfully: "Master, can I ask you a question?"

"Huh?" Seeing Konjac's serious expression, the fortune teller looked at her in surprise: "Just tell me if you have any questions."

"If a person's bones and muscles are broken, can they be reconnected?" Konjac looked at the fortune-teller nervously, even his nerves were tense.

"It depends on how it is judged." The fortune teller pondered for a while and continued: "But once it is broken, it is generally difficult to connect."

"Master, can I pick it up or can't I pick it up?" After listening to the fortune teller for a long time, Konjac was anxious and asked directly.

"Hehe." The fortune teller smiled, and said proudly: "It is probably difficult for ordinary people to connect, but how can your master be compared with ordinary people?"

Konjac wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and said that he was bragging about his ability after talking about his feelings for a long time, did he need to deliberately sell it for so long?
"By the way, who's bones are broken?" After talking for a long time, the fortune teller thought of asking what happened.

"This..." Konjac hesitated for a while, and finally couldn't help but said: "Master, my muscles and bones are broken. I have seen many doctors before, but there is no way to heal them."

"Your?" The fortune teller was obviously a little surprised: "Bring it here and show me."

Konjac didn't want to say it at first, but all the spells on his body disappeared. Presumably, he wouldn't be found out that he was a demon instead of a human. If this could connect his muscles and bones, wouldn't he be able to practice again?Thinking of this konjac, I felt happy, and quickly passed my arm over.

The fortune teller carefully inspected Konjac's left arm, but he saw a scar the size of a sword's eye on her arm. He just took a look at it, and he already had a rough idea.

"How did you get the sword wound on your arm? And the sword was so powerful that it just broke three bones." The fortune teller didn't show any abnormality, but he was still curious about the source of Konjac's injury.

"No...it's nothing, I was naughty since I was a child, and I was stabbed when I couldn't fight with boys." Konjac said with a squeak, a little embarrassed to say it.

"It's strange that your muscles and bones are broken. I need to study it for a while." The fortune teller frowned lightly, as if it was a bit troublesome: "Although broken muscles and bones do not affect activities, it is a great harm to practitioners. Loss, because the breath cannot penetrate the whole body, it is even more difficult to practice."

(End of this chapter)