I, the Lord of God, recruit witches to make money

The spiritual sect and the nian sect have different cultivation methods, but they also have something in common, which is to temper one's own will.

The Nian sect uses meditation to strengthen one's own will, so that the thoughts of the law will not be easily broken by others, and the power of the spell will be greater.

Spirit Pai trains one's own spiritual power, develops a firm will, and creates indestructible spiritual pressure.

Gao Liujing's original Kagura dance lasts for four hours. It is not to please anyone, but the real purpose is to temper oneself.

I want to ensure that within four hours, I can continue to perform boring and repetitive dances, and not feel irritated in my heart, so I can express myself.

The above conditions require a strong will to overcome.

They barely met the standard.

Therefore, even though Kannagi Rin had not touched the sword for a long time, he could still pour his own spiritual pressure into the wind split by the tip of the sword.

Kiryuin Miya hadn't practiced boxing for a long time, and when she practiced boxing again, even the Tianliu and Thunderbolt Killing Techniques were useless, it was just spiritual pressure plus her five-stage striking technique.

The iron block turned into a statue as expected, with a vague appearance and human limbs and body shape.

"Success!"

Miya of the Ghost Dragon Academy cheered, turned her head, and shouted with excitement: "Lord God, look quickly."

"Yeah, I saw it."

Shiraishi walked out from the corner of the corridor. It was early in the morning, and he didn't even brush his teeth. He wanted to give them instructions on the next step, "After this level, you can continue to build wooden dummies."

"Eh? Dumping wooden dummies again?"

Oniryuin Miya blinked her big almond-shaped eyes, a look of confusion appeared on her wheat-colored cheeks and said, "Why is my cultivation still going backwards?"

"The so-called strong man is born from boring training day after day. Even if you stand at the top of the white game, you still have to hit the wooden dummy."

Shiraishi scratched the back of his head, ignored her flat-mouthed expression, turned around and opened the sliding door of the living room.

He hasn't thought about the next step of training yet, so he can only use wooden dummies to fool him first.

It's all because Ise Jingu's Tenryu and Thunderous Killing Technique has no specific moves. It simply greatly increases the user's spiritual pressure, supplemented by thunder and lightning to increase the lethality.

The only thing he could do was to think about how to improve Kiryūin Mizu's ability to deal with thunder and lightning or her spiritual pressure through some kind of training.

Watching his leaving figure, Kiryuin Miya always felt that she had been deceived by something that seemed to make sense.

But the Lord God said so, so she had no choice but to come to her "old friend" whom she hadn't seen for a long time, "Please give me some advice."

The beauty of Oniryuin patted the wooden dummy with her hands, retracted her sleeves with both hands, turned them out from the snow-white collar, and let her top hang down.

The white tights cover the front, leaving the arms and back exposed to the cool air.

She raised her right hand and waved it, and her spiritual pressure burst outwards. Electric light danced in the air, white air covered her body, and surging spiritual pressure poured into her limbs.

boom.

Oniryuin Miya punched the surface of the wooden dummy, and the electric light spread out under her fist, but it was still unable to cause any damage to the wooden dummy.

"This feeling..." She muttered and clenched her fists. When she was hitting the iron block, she felt like she had tamed the fierce horse of spiritual pressure.

Within a few minutes, she hit the wooden mannequin with all her strength, and the disobedient feeling of disobedience came to her heart again.

Is this due to increased spiritual pressure?

She took a deep breath and decided not to think about those things anymore. Instead of thinking with her brain, she let her fists think. After blow after blow, her body would naturally get the answer.

…

Bang bang bang.

On one side, there was the sound of fists hitting the wooden dummy, and on the other side, there was the sound of whistling wind.

After Shiraishi washed his face and brushed his teeth, he sat at the table, drank white porridge, picked up small golden fish, and chewed it to the bones. Not to mention how exciting it was.

I opened my phone with my free hand and found that Jing had replied to the message last night, "The Kagura dance is good, but the level is far different from mine. Little girls are still very young."

"When I asked you to become the Lord of God, I wasn't happy about it. Why don't you blame me now?"

"I'm on vacation here at Starbucks in New York."

The last one is a photo of someone holding a cup of coffee. The nail surface is rose red, and the green-white fingers seem to blend into the coffee cup.

"how have you been?"

Shiraishi typed out these words and deleted them one by one. The question was in vain.

Akira has a strong character. She decides whether to tell good things or not depending on her mood, but she never tells bad things.

Forget it, give her a message that has been read and cannot be answered.

Shiraishi quit Line and switched to YouTube to watch short videos.

Within a few minutes, he had finished all the porridge and fish. He took out a paper towel and wiped his mouth, washed the bowl and plate, then turned and walked up to the second floor.

Compared to the noise of the two people outside, the upstairs seemed very quiet.

Shiraishi walked outside Jun Komori's room and asked in advance: "Komori, can I come in?"

"Hi, please come in."

The soft voice became weaker through the sliding door.

He opened the sliding door.

There are not many girlish things inside, and it gives the impression that it is very clean, as if there is not a particle of dust.

Komori Aoi sat next to her and said respectfully: "Master God, good morning."

"Good morning, Xiaokui."

Shiraishi replied, turning his gaze to Jun Komori, who was sitting on the futon. A lamp was placed in front of her, "Your inner ghost has grown stronger again."

The flame of the inner ghost on the lamp swayed, but she did not speak. The voice had already entered Bai Shi's mind, "Hey, it's all the Lord God who taught me well."

Baishi crouched down and said: "It is a good thing for the Heart Ghost Flame to pursue concentration, but you cannot relax when it comes to spreading.

Some people's Yin and Yang skills are overwhelming at every turn. Your inner ghost flame should at least cover your whole body, leaving you with the power to protect yourself. "

"Hi." Komori Jun replied, and the flame of the lamp's inner ghost suddenly surged. The firelight illuminated the bedroom, and an extremely majestic inner ghost stood in the air.

The flames surged out from the limbs, and the flames connected during the breath, looking majestic.

Shiraishi visually estimated that the inner ghost was two meters tall, and praised: "Xiaosen, you are really suitable for turning evil spirits into snacks. I won't disturb you anymore, and continue meditating."

The practice of the Nian sect is led by the master. Whether you can achieve success or not depends entirely on your personal understanding.

Meditation is something that outsiders cannot interfere with, unlike the spiritual sect, which can also teach moves and how to fight.

For Komori Jun, Shiraishi can at most provide some suggestions to avoid her taking a detour.

"No, I'm very happy that the Lord God can give me some advice."

Komori Jun opened his mouth to answer, without any intention of sending a message.

"Haha, among the three..."

When Bai Shi said this, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, should we let them fight?

No, it would be more troublesome if injured. Baishi usually would not treat others with the Butterfly Transformation Technique, either because he couldn't do it or because he was afraid of any sequelae.

People and objects are still different, so he cannot help but be cautious.

As for him...he hasn't suffered any minor injuries since his debut.

Shiraishi touched his chin with his hand, and after thinking about it, he felt that the discussion between fellow disciples was also very important.

"Komori, please tell Kaminagi to come to the courtyard with your inner ghost. I want you to spar."