Open a Clinic to Cultivate Myself

After ten (ri).

The Tianjia Caiyuan was quiet, and there was a clear golden light among the good and evil. Ding Shang's face was closed with eyes calm and calm.

Ning Tao ended his practice and got close to the tripod of good and evil. Looking at the twenty or so gods in the tripod, a feeling of grief came from his heart.

These twenty or more **** crystals are the result of these ten (ri) days.

The hard work of ten (ri) and hard work, there are only twenty or more **** crystals in this good and evil tribe, how such a harvest makes him not sad and discouraged.

Moreover, about half of these pitiful divine crystals are almost contributed by the soft Tianyin and Lin Qingyun. They were thinking about how to change their ways to give him the energy of (love ai), faith, and goodness, and during this time, the most energy he collected from the outside was the evil energy.

The God Creation Project operated by New God Company was unsuccessful.

The vast majority of people now have only no mind in their hearts. Even if you help him and fulfill his desire, he (body she) still has a mixture of gratitude, grateful to you and want to get something from you (body shen).

But there is something that pleases him a little bit, which is his spiritual practice.

During this time, he was busy collecting energy to refine the **** crystal. He didn't have time to collect evil and supplement the good, so his spiritual power didn't increase in quantity. However, through these fragmented exercises of time (ri), that is, every time a divine crystal is refined, he will practice it once. Each time his spiritual power will be rendered by the energy of the divine crystal. These ten (ri) Persistence, although there is no quantitative increase in his spiritual power, he can become more pure and more pure.

However, seeing Ding Zhong's lifeline shortened by almost a third, his heart (qingqing) became worse again.

"Brother Ding, although you will be unhappy, but I still have to disturb you, some words do not say I feel uncomfortable in my heart." Ning Tao faced the good and evil Ding Ping, "the medical center has been upgraded to a prosthetic hospital for almost twenty days Then, in a few days and ten days, it will be a month. According to the speed at which this lifeline is shortened, if the situation has not improved, I think I should have lived this month, but it will be finished next month. Well, so I want to talk to you about wills (情 qing) "

The face of the good and evil tripod opened his eyes, and the tripod heard an ancient and mysterious voice: "It's too late, you don't go back to sleep to pick up (love ai) energy, what are you doing here with me (sao sao) ) "

It also knows where the most (love ai) energy comes from.

Ning Tao was a little embarrassed, but after the thickness of his skin increased, he also pretended not to know that "this matter is about my life and death. I talk about what happened. If I really die, it is good to have a will."

"Why do you think you will die?" Ding Shang's face stared at Ning Tao, and his eyes a little hated the taste of iron and steel.

Ning Tao said, "The world lacks faith, and the energy of this letter is so hard to earn. This lifeline is shortening every day. How long can I live? There is such a big tripod that you can hold a kilogram of rice. I work hard. It took only a few days to make more than 20 **** crystals, and even a rice dumpling was not enough. Isn't this doomed?

The voice of good and evil tripod came out: "You are talking about speaking (sao), in fact, you want to get a solution from me."

Ning Tao waited quietly for an honest Pakistani look.

"I give you six words."

Ning Tao said with excitement "Thank you for the Six Words Mantra"

The sound of good and evil is "the secret must not be leaked."

Ning Tao ""

"Also, can you only see this world in your eyes?" Asked the good and evil.

"What do you mean, brother Ding?"

The good and evil Ding closed his eyes and ignored him.

Ning Tao called two times when he saw that it didn't respond and gave up. He pondered the last sentence of "good and evil" in my heart. "My eyes can only see this world, can I still see other worlds?"

A flash of aura flashed through his mind.

Does it remind him that in the past time and space can also earn these four kinds of energy

To become a god, you can't do it in one (ri) or ten or twenty (ri). Such a thing (qingqing) is tantamount to constructing the world's highest idol. Now the workers are still building the foundation and want thousands of worshippers to worship, and that will have to wait until the idol is completed.

But he could not wait until that day, and at the speed of shortening his lifeline, he would not be finished until his god-making plan succeeded.

Then, in this basic time, why not go to look at time and space and look for opportunities

Previously, it was not possible to earn the good intentions and evil thoughts of the past person (body shen), but the energies of love (ai) and faithfulness and goodness and evil are different. They have nothing to do with virtue and sin, they are energy generated by the soul. So, theoretically it can be collected.

Just do it.

Ning Tao took the town's tower, tree-building board and cloud ore, placed it on the floor of the lobby, and put a dead charm on his forehead. Then he took another Xundan from the small medicine chest and bit a small one.

In the process, he used the light from the corner of his eye to look at the faces of good and evil.

Eating Zudan in front of it, what will it do?

The faces of the good and evil diners did not react at all.

This result was also expected by him.

boom

Darkness came in like tide.

After a minute of darkness, the surrounding light surged, and it felt like colorful water was flowing by (shen) side, and then it was fixed immediately.

Here is a room with a desk, bookshelf and chairs, and a table for tea, placed by the window.

There was a picture on the desk, a woman was painted on it, and the ink was still on.

Ning Tao looked at the woman in the painting, and felt inexplicable in her heart. But the paintings in ancient times were not oil paintings, they just gave him a familiar look, but he couldn't remember who it was.

He came to the window and pushed it open.

The golden sunlight rushed forward, the wind blew, and the willow branches were lifted.

This is the second floor. There is a street downstairs with many shops, but there are not many pedestrians on the street.

This street is still Chang'an University Lane. He came here last time and met Princess Taiping on this street. He also took her downwind sedan to Fuyun Park, so he recognized it at a glance.

College Lane is still that college lane, but has been deserted a lot.

There was some confusion in Ning Tao's mind, secretly saying, "Is this the space before and after Princess Taiping?"

(Body shen) There was a sudden sound of footsteps, and then the door stopped.

Ning Tao hid behind a vertical screen.

The door opened, and several people in black samurai uniforms with black masks on their faces walked into the study and closed the door last.

Ning Tao looked at these people through the gap of the vertical screen.

These people had sharp knives in their hands, and each of them was stained with blood.

What happened here

Ning Tao came here without thinking of anything else. The first reaction was to observe the environment next to him, and then open the window to look outside, but he did not expect this situation.

A man in black stopped at the desk, picked up the painting he had just painted, glanced at it, and said in a cold voice, "This painting is Yang Yuhuan's demon evil, the ink is still dry, and the ghost is drawing by hand Sheng Zhang Daozi must not have fled, search "

Behind the vertical screen, Ning Tao suddenly felt a shock in her heart and came to the space where Yang Yuhuan was.

He couldn't help getting excited. If he could see Yang Yuhuan, he would know the truth of the prophecy from her mouth.

Historically, Yang Yuhuan was the noble concubine of Tang Xuanzong, with power in the wild, but died of the Anshi rebellion, and the body was buried in Ma Zoupo. But history is written by man. The Yang Yuhuan he knew was a practitioner and was buried on the bottom of the South China Sea.

A man in black walked quickly to the window, glanced out the probe, and then closed the window again.

The man in black holding the picture looked at the vertical screen and snorted coldly, "Come out, don't hide, ghost draws Zhang Daozi, I know you hide behind."

Who the ghost hand is Zhang Daozi, Ning Tao has no idea, such a person has never appeared in the history he has learned, and no related paintings have been left in future generations. The only thing he knew was that he was found, these people were not ordinary people.

"Come out" scolded the man in black holding the picture.

Ning Tao walked out from the vertical screen, black trench coat, bare thighs, and wearing a pair of socks ~ www.readwn.com ~ same situation as the last time I came to Datangyi (ri).

Last time Princess Taiping was eaten tofu in a sedan chair, he wanted to pull out a pair of silk trousers when he went back, but he was so busy that he had no time to do it. This time it came to me temporarily, so (shen) there was still only a Tianbao vest, a pair of socks, and a gap.

Fortunately, the windbreaker is fastened, otherwise the lever will be exposed.

As soon as Ning Tao came out, several men in black came up to surround him, and two of them put the sharp knife in his hand on his neck.

The man in black holding the picture was obviously the leader. He took a folded piece of paper from his placket and opened it, which was also a painting.

The painting is a young man, with a brush drawing, which is not similar to Ning Tao, but the man in the painting has left an inch, which is similar.

"Sure enough," said the leader in black.

Ning Tao ""

The ancients used this kind of brush to sketch portraits to catch people. The chances of catching the wrong people are probably ten or eight. I don't know how many people died unjustly.

Ning Tao was wronged, but he didn't mind. These black men's bodies (shen) exuded a strong anger, and at first glance they were not good people. Not good people, there is still blood on the blade, and what they want to do is obviously not a good thing. No matter how bad it is, they can harvest a little bit of evil energy from their body.

After making up his mind, Ning Tao said, "Several strong men, who are you?"

As soon as his words fell, the leader of the man in black hit him with a stab and slammed into his lower abdomen.

It didn't hurt at all, but Ning Tao still bent down very well, with a screaming voice "Ouch"

The leader of the man in black said fiercely, "I ask you, when will Yang Yuhuan's evildoer come over?"