Open a Clinic to Cultivate Myself

What does Chen Kang look like?

Ning Tao didn't know that he gave up the idea of ​​killing Chen Kang and didn't even want to look at that guy.

After returning from the original road, more than an hour later, Ning Tao returned to the territory of the Zhaoye clan, at which time the sky was still not bright.

The room was quiet, and Kunlun Yu slept soundly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth. Over the past few days, she has been dreaming about almost every day.

Ning Tao got into the bed, raised her head again, put it on his arm, and gave her a pillow. It was during that process that he injected a hint of spiritual power into her body, a slight shock, her eyelashes trembled, but did not wake up.

Ning Tao didn't do any more. He lay quietly in the bed, pondering the inspiration from Wu Mei Niang's belly button.

An ordinary woman has a more sensitive sensing ability than ordinary practitioners and demons. This is something that cannot be imagined or understood. If it appeared to other women, he would not be inspired at all, but she would be a charming lady, the only orthodox female emperor in history.

The inspiration he received was the "mark of destiny" on the belly button of Wu Mei Niang. It is certain that Wu Mei Niang's extraordinary induction ability and her future destiny are related to that purple mark.

Coming from the east, that is Daxiangrui.

It is expensive to speak of destiny.

Therefore, he named the purple mark "mark of destiny".

"If there is such a mark of destiny on my body, it will be much easier for me to sense everything in the heavens and the earth, and my spiritual strength will probably be elevated to a new level. If not, what should I do? ”Ning Tao pondered.

Heuristics are heuristics, but turning an inspiration into a tangible result is actually difficult.

Ning Tao started his brain, and thoughts flashed in his mind, analyzing the possibilities.

Time passed little by little, and he was unconscious. Wen Xiang nephrite in his arms, he was not aware, he was immersed in the whole mind, nothing could distract him. The destiny mark on Wu Mei Niang's navel was constantly replayed in his brain, remembering every detail written down, and trying to engrav the exact mark on his navel with spiritual power.

The seal of Wu Mei Niang's destiny was born. He portrayed it as a fake, but he didn't need Wu Mei Niang's life as an emperor, but just wanted Wu Mei Niang's extraordinary induction ability. Whether or not the imprint of the destiny of his descriptive works with spiritual power can achieve this goal, he actually does not know. But even if he did not succeed, he did not lose much, at least he worked hard. What's more, how do you know if you don't try it?

With a stroke and a half-hour spiritual depiction, Ning Tao finally drew an identical mark of destiny on the position of his navel. No matter the size, shape, and texture are the same, the only difference is the color. The seal of Wu Mei Niang's destiny is purple, and the purple gas represented by it is eastward. The imprint of the destiny he painted was black and white, and it was not known whether it represented good or evil.

After the dark seal of life was painted, Ning Tao tried to run the spiritual power toward the navel, but this operation was like a flood flooding, and immediately destroyed the black and white seal of life that was destined for half an hour. His stomach also wriggled over Haiti, causing severe pain.

Kunlunyu opened his eyes and said sleepily, "Fu Jun, what's wrong with you?"

Ning Tao said: "It's okay, you sleep, I'm practicing."

Kunlun Yu curiously said, "What exercises do you practice in bed?"

Ning Tao said with a smile: "I'm still thinking about my husband, let's sleep, I'll tell you when I think about it."

I can't explain to her about self-cultivation. If I explain, I'm afraid I can't say clearly at dawn.

Kunlun Jade Fox gave Ning Tao a suspicious look: "Did you do something bad while I was asleep?"

Ning Tao: "..."

She suddenly retracted into the bed.

Ning Tao's brow raised slightly, and the expression on his face became strange.

After a while she popped her head out of the quilt, and smiled and said, "I have interrogated, you are really practicing, then I will continue to sleep."

She rolled over and continued to sleep again.

Ning Tao couldn't help but smile a bitterly. In other cases, he must have given her a torture confession, but this time it was fine. He pulled back his free mind, and began to depict the black and white destiny with spiritual power.