Devil's Concubine: Fighting Evil Monarchs

Chapter 12 Cultivation
Mu Jiuluo lived in the valley for another two days, and there were no sacrifices to bother her. She lived a leisurely and comfortable life, extremely at ease.

She was not afraid that Ji would come back suddenly, because just yesterday, she accidentally discovered that there was a letter on the wooden table in her room.

It was dedicated to her.

It was written in the letter that he was going out to deal with a matter this time. Although it was not too troublesome, it would take about seven days. In order to prevent her from worrying, he sent a letter.

When Mu Jiuluo first saw this letter, her first feeling was: this guy is out of his mind, he sent me a letter to reveal his whereabouts, and his second feeling was, this guy is so narcissistic, he even said something to be afraid of me Worry.

The third feeling is, beat him, beat him hard.

Of course, Mu Jiuluo still hoped not to see Ji again.

In the past two days, apart from the daily healing, she would go to that cave to find out what happened, but in detail, she didn't see anything, and she still looked dark.

Besides, what she likes most is to sit quietly in the tranquil, lavender sea of ​​lavender flowers.Feeling the fragrance of flowers in the air, the gentle breeze, and thinking about the good memories of the previous life, it is indescribably pleasant.

The years are quiet and good, and the smile is safe.

third day.cabin.

Mu Jiuluo sat cross-legged on the bed, with the internal force in her body running, checking her injury.

she muttered to herself. "The injury has almost recovered, and it's time to practice. Otherwise, what can I do in the martial arts with this little internal strength in my body."

She put her hands in mudras, put them on her knees, closed her eyes, and the internal force in her body circulated slowly through her meridians, a faint blue halo bloomed behind her, making her look extremely hazy.

Just like that, after a stick of incense, Mu Jiuluo's hands suddenly changed. They seemed to be tightly intertwined but gave the illusion of being separated. She opened her eyes suddenly, and dense handprints were condensed in her hands. Crossing vertically and horizontally, a look of solemnity flashed in her eyes, and her hands that were quickly forming seals suddenly stopped.

I saw that the object formed by the condensed handprints was floating in her hand, the emerald green halo spread out, and silver threads of light were wrapped around it.

That's a columnar body.

Transparent, gorgeous, faint crystal waterdrop-like things emerged from its transparent interior.

Mu Jiuluo slowly put his hand on the edge of it, frowning.

This is an important time and the only time, once it fails, it will fall into a place of eternal doom.

If you don't succeed, you will be successful.

Mu Jiuluo's pupils shrank, and he grasped the cylinder with both hands with lightning speed and pulled it to both sides. The transparent gemstone-like cylinder was suddenly pulled into a silver thread, but around the silver thread, flashes suddenly appeared. sparked,

"Zizi..."

The sparks made a crackling sound, and it could even be said that it was not a spark, but an electric current, a small electric current.

Blue-purple lightning covered the silver thread, flickering non-stop, as if protecting the silver thread from being violated.

Mu Jiuluo pulled again, and the bluish-purple electric current stopped, and then, as if angry, he hit Mu Jiuluo's white and smooth hand hard.

"Snapped!"

A scar appeared on Mu Jiuluo's hand, with a burnt smell, and even the skin around the scar turned purple.

Mu Jiuluo stared at the crystal clear silver thread, as if it had nothing to do with her.

The electric current crackled a few times again, "Papa..." The electric whip sounded continuously, and it fell viciously on Mu Jiuluo's hand.

There was no release of water, no hesitation, and all the strength was whipped on Mu Jiuluo's hand without a trace.

In the crackling sound, her delicate and white hands were already covered with bluish-purple welts all over her arms, and some scars even tore the wounds due to the range of Mu Jiuluo's movements, scarlet blood It flowed down, staining the white arms red.

The burning smell in the air became more and more intense, Mu Jiuluo remained silent, she bit her lower lip tightly, and the bloody smell permeated her mouth, covering the entire mouth.

Sweat ran down her face and dripped onto the wooden bed, which had already been covered with traces of sweat.

A little more, a little more and it's done...

Mu Jiuluo stared at the longer and more translucent silver thread in front of her, with cyan, scarlet and green intertwined on it, and the ancient texts in the intertwined light could be faintly seen.

"Su Lan Secret Method", let me forgive you whether the outer door is in the book, or the inner palace is in the silk, I used to be able to grasp the outer door thoroughly, and today I can definitely hold your mysterious inner palace in my hands!
(End of this chapter)