Super super super want your 2000 nuns

"Your subtext is, but there is still a big gap from you?"

"It was like this before you got the optimal solution for your permutation and combination problems."

Chu Qingqiu was naturally unconvinced, and the result was naturally that she was humiliating herself. Her biggest reliance, that is, her destiny had bottomed out before, and she didn't even have the chance to have a chance with Guitang Dongbo.

"Wow."

Guitang had a great time playing on the east field, and coaxing Chu Qingqiu off the field also wanted to coax her to the fullest. At first, Chu Qingqiu was happy to sit side by side with him and eat ice cream, but when she realized that she was being treated like a child again, she was not happy. puffed cheeks.

"Elder Yuan of your sect is about the same size as me, but with slightly bigger breasts. Do you also treat her as a child?" She asked dissatisfied.

Yuan Jingyi happened to appear from the corner, and Chu Qingqiu, who felt that he had slipped his words, shrank behind Gui Tangdong in fear, and hugged his arms.Yuan Jingyi passed by and glanced at Gui Tangdong, focusing on Gui Tangdong's tightly hugged arms.

In the evening, at the same position, Yuan Jingyi hugged Gui Tangdong in the same posture, and said, "I don't care how you play with other people, but Chu Qingqiu can't, she will make you unlucky."

She talks about you, you talk about her, the two of you are suitable for being sisters because you can't allow others to say a bad word.Gui Tang thought to himself.

"Do you think that because I heard what she said during the day, I got revenge at night? Superficial!"

Yuan Jingyi pushed Gui Tangdong with the hairpin on her head: "The idea of ​​the Tianqi School is unity, and this idea is everywhere. In the early years, they even proposed to merge the eight sects and recreate a heaven and earth altar. A super sect that monopolizes all exercises and methods of practice;

Their ascension is carried out in a way of unity, and at the end, all those gathered in the tower will merge into the lives of their contemporary celestial beings;

The same is true of their love. If they really fall in love with someone, then the relationship is arranged from shallow to deep, first is the desire to get close, then the desire to touch, then the desire to combine, and finally the desire to integrate.

Do you want to become one with Chu Qingqiu, with her as the main body?At that time, your body collapsed, you were no longer you, and she was no longer her. For Tianqi faction, this is a romantic ending, but you probably won't find it romantic. "

"These secrets..."

"Generally speaking, no one will provoke so many expatriate female cultivators, so there is no need to say such a thing, even if you say it, it is the elder female cultivators of the same family, or your teacher's wife, who will teach you.

And you seem to be collecting plant illustrations, trying to catch all the expatriate nuns, so I have to make up this lesson for you.

The Tianqi faction longs for unity, while the Diliang sect is keen on reproduction, but they are indifferent to their offspring, planning and nurturing them like animals; Just start fighting, and the warm and harmonious family in your fantasy will not appear.

The marriage in Yinshan League is complicated and confusing, and Yuehuayuan is always fascinated by the male cultivators of Rishengdu. Even if you buy them, the love in their hearts must not be you.

The nuns of Rishengdu are quite normal, but with the sisters from the Yi family, I think you will reasonably suspect that there is a shadow of these two behind the nuns of Rishengdu who approach you.

The Four Seasons Palace is the most greedy sect. Their love depends on your value. If you are worthless or when someone surpasses you, your Four Seasons Palace partner may put a hat on you.

Dong Baixue may be one of the few clean people in the Four Seasons Palace, but you two can't.

The female cultivators of the Yangyan Mansion also have a problem, that is, some female cultivators are actually boys, but you who are in the sect know which ones are real girls and which ones are of the same sex, so you can easily avoid the problem.

So, if it's for profit, you can find any nun, but if you want to find true love, then you'd better find it in this sect.

In the world of monks, there are eight avenues of ascension, eight sets of ideas, and eight sets of values ​​that guide eight kinds of lives. There is an insurmountable gap between the eight lives, and in addition, the same is true between monks and loose cultivators of the eight sects. "

Yuan Jingyi sighed insignificantly, and continued: "Think about it, just the people around you and the things you have experienced, how many failed marriages there are.

I know that your expectations will not change because of my preaching, I just fulfilled my responsibility, and when you suffer losses in the future, I can express with a clear conscience that I persuaded you at the beginning. "

Yuan Jingyi got up and stretched her waist: "You can think about your tactics. This time, the female cultivators and I under my sect will help Xiaoqing."

"In that case, wouldn't it be even more sad for Senior Sister to be defeated by me. If you fail without hard work, you can still use the excuse of 'I'm not serious', but if you fail after hard work, wouldn't that be the greatest negation of your talent?"

"Xiaoqing doesn't need an excuse, what she wants is change." Yuan Jingyi said, "Just treat it as atonement, I won't let you win easily."

Chapter 110 Seventh Quarterfinals

Gui Tangdong spent the first day after the play-offs in the bathing pool, played three days of training, and spent another day reserving his spiritual power. The reason why he had five days of rest was because of Bai Xiyou's death. Let the original quarter-finals on the 26th be postponed to the 31st.

Ri Shengdu held a brief funeral for Bai Xiyou.According to the tradition of Rishengdu, her body was dehydrated into a mummified body and placed in a coffin.No one cared about her during her lifetime, but after her death, there were a lot of people who cried for her, shedding the tears needed for her etiquette.

Gui Tangdong was implicated in Bai Xiyou's death, so he didn't attend, but sat on the mast, overlooking the funeral at the airport. Beside him, Bai Xiyou spread his arms to maintain his balance, and walked up and down on the mast , the sun pierces her phantom without leaving any traces.

"What's it like to witness your own funeral?" Gui Tangdong asked.

Bai Xiyou didn't answer, she just did her own thing.Gui Tangdong was worried at first, but after confirming that Bai Xiyou was unable to communicate and had no ability to interfere with reality, he let her go.

If this continues, sooner or later, he will be able to talk to Bai Xiyou, or this thing that appears as Bai Xiyou, and his doubts will be answered at that time.

In the past few days, under the protection of Yuan Jingyi, Gui Tangdong unsealed the seal and operated the golden rule, and did many experiments on himself, but because of the limited number of days and complicated factors, the sample size was limited, so the conclusions he drew may not be reliable.

The conclusion is: if it is compared in a digital way, it is assumed that the lower limit of the various ability values ​​​​of Jindan monks is 50, and the upper limit is 100.Normally, monks' data panels are strong and weak, because monks can't get full points to add various abilities, so there is a big difference between the maximum value and the minimum value.

As an abnormal monk, the system helped Gui Tangdong get more points, so his numerical panel was also strong and weak, but the lower limit and upper limit were not much different.

And the way of the Golden Rule to improve a person is to provide some extra points, reset the value panel of the cultivator, add the newly obtained extra points to the points that the cultivator already has, and then distribute them equally to various abilities.

However, the Golden Rule involves the transformation of practitioners. No matter what school the practitioner belongs to before, if they practice the Golden Rule without reliable means to suppress it, it will soon "infect" the practitioner. First, the system of the Golden Rule Cover the body, and then tamper with the knowledge held by the practitioner from the inside, and all the exercises are finally woven according to the golden rule.

What would happen to a man if he completely took the shape of the Golden Rule?Become nutrients and be sucked dry by the golden rule?Keep spreading the golden rule?Become a puppet for the sisters of the Yi family?Does the Golden Rule have a will of its own, a desire of its own?Where did the Yi family get the prototype of the Golden Rule?

Gui Tangdong was curious, but continuing to explore would bring him risks, so he stopped and focused on preparing for the battle.

On November 11, the quarter-finals began. The first group of duels took place between Dong Baixue and Nan Qingxu. Before the match, the odds offered by the bookmaker were Nan Qingxu's odds of winning, and Guitang's In fact, the odds of Dong being a lizardman are quite equal, in other words, no one is optimistic about Nan Qingxu.

Nan Qingxu's performance was not that bad. She calmly and calmly cleared up the last reserve in her storage ring before declaring her defeat. Unfortunately, Dong Baixue consciously hid her tricks and used all her tricks from the last Qidi Champions League. The old tricks used, so Nan Qingxu's efforts failed.

The second group was the only duel that didn't involve true monks. Gui Tangdong was busy comforting Nan Qingxu and didn't care.It wasn't until the third group that Nan Qingxu, who was buried in his arms, raised her head, because it was the duel between Lord Shaolin and Lu Lingyun.

"Fellow Daoist Gui, who do you think will win?" Nan Qingxu asked.

"If Lu Lingyun hadn't peeked at Shaolin-jun's training match, I think Shaolin-jun would have won; if Lu Lingyun had peeked, she might have the upper hand. And..."

Gui Tangdong suspected that Liu Taozhi played Lu Lingyun's substitute. He and Hu Xuandong replayed the game. Lu Lingyun showed two completely different styles in the same game, but he couldn't use this to accuse her of cheating. He shared with Yuan Jingyi Yuan Jingyi also had the same point of view.

However, there is no need to tell Nan Qingxu about the nasty battle between the cultivators of Huashen, and it will only increase his troubles.

Shaolin Jun did not use her urbanization tactics immediately after the start of the game. She had to observe Lu Lingyun's fighting style before deciding which tactics to use. According to previous combat experience, urbanization is not good for Lu Lingyun, who is good at surprise attacks when holding a scythe. use.

A thunderbolt fell in the eyes of Mr. Shaolin, she performed her exercises, the ground behind her was shattered, and a dome rose to bear the damage of the lightning for her.Lu Lingyun's figure appeared on the dome, and slid along the undulating curve of the dome all the way to Mr. Shaolin. He raised his sickle and rushed towards Mr. Shaolin's head with purple lightning wrapped around him.

"clang!"

The dull sound of ringing a bell spread, and in Lu Lingyun's eyes, Mr. Shaolin's outstretched palm was reflected, holding a bronze bell in his palm.When the bell sounded, a light yellow spherical shield rose outside Shaolin Jun's body protection technique.

The spherical shield blocked Lu Lingyun's first attack, and it shattered itself. Mr. Shaolin rushed forward, and the rock rose from the ground to wrap her fists. When she punched Lu Lingyun, it was already as big as a garden in the rockery.

Lu Lingyun was wrapped in a cloud of black mist, and when Shaolin Jun's fist arrived, she was also split in two. The left part turned into a chain to wrap around Shaolin Jun's rock-wrapped arm, while the right side grabbed the sickle , came with thunder and lightning.

Mr. Shaolin stepped on the ground, and a stone wall rose up, but the shadow threw the sickle to the sky, stretched upwards along the direction of the stone wall, grabbed the sickle, and first blocked the position of Mr. Shaolin by lightning, forcing him to use the protective shield. A similar kung fu method created a bunker that concealed the figure, and then, Lu Lingyun's shadow let go of the sickle, drilled into the bunker through the gap, and turned into a black sword to penetrate the bunker, and the blood-stained sword peak came out from the other side.

"?!"

Mr. Shaolin unconsciously grabbed Gui Tangdong's hand, and Gui Tangdong shook his head: "Don't worry, she won't leave the stage that easily."

The bunker collapsed.The figure of Mr. Shaolin appeared, and the sword transformed from Lu Lingyun's shadow pierced the bunker but did not penetrate her body. The blood came from her palms. She grabbed the black blade and deflected it to her side to avoid the attack. fatal injury.

"Come here for me!"

Mr. Shaolin let out a roar, her roar was not pure catharsis, the highly enriched spiritual power emanated from her mouth, solidified in the air into rings and loops, and put them on Lu Lingyun's shadow, and then quickly Shrunk, hooped tight.

Lu Lingyun's shadow tried to deform, but what she could change was only the unfettered part. Shaolin Jun gently lifted Lu Lingyun towards her, and Lu Lingyun's unfettered part evolved into several tentacles, stabbing Shaolin Jun together. It was as if Mr. Shaolin dragged the overlord squid instead of monk Qidi.

The overlord squid spit out purple thunder and shadows, and the rocks were attracted to the surface of Mr. Shaolin, forming an armor. In the blink of an eye, Mr. Shaolin's body had soared to three meters. The thick rock armor insulated lightning, and the shadow pierced into it. Armor, blood mist sprayed from it.

The blood stained the armor, but Shaolin Lord's punch hit Lu Lingyun's restrained shadow. The wind of her fist tore apart everything on the nearby ground, and shattered together with her armor, revealing the deformed fist and arm inside... Even Mr. Shaolin's own body could not withstand his own efforts.

Lu Lingyun's shadow was blown away, she barely reorganized her body, knelt on the ground on one knee, took out the feeding bottle from the storage ring, bit open the cork with her teeth, threw the first bottle in the direction of Mr. Shaolin, and threw the second bottle at herself The earth in front of her, she drank freely from the third bottle to repair her injuries and replenish her spiritual power.

"I didn't expect that the lactating physique that troubles any female cultivator has some practical value." Gui Tangdong sighed, "The three bottles are for weakening the opponent, covering up my tracks, and healing. I fought against her. At that time, her bottle was full of alcohol."

"Lactation, trouble?" Nan Qingxu was a little puzzled.

"Well, this, senior sister, please explain."

"To put it simply, both mortals and monsters have a fixed period of breastfeeding. If breastfeeding is uninterrupted, it can last for about two years. If it is interrupted for more than seven days, they will stop producing milk soon.

Cultivators are different. Different exercises and different cultivation methods determine different physical conditions. Therefore, after a monk gives birth to a child, there may be no milk, or there may be too much spiritual power in the milk, which directly kills the newborn baby. "

"what?"

"However, that was a long time ago. The breastfeeding of babies has long been standardized. New mothers will take their first cup of milk for testing, and only after passing the test will they give it to their children.

However, that is only a standard to solve the abnormal concentration of spiritual power in the milk secreted by monks. Some monks may not have milk after giving birth, and some may secrete excessively, while some monks have a particularly long lactation period. The highest record seems to be 350 years. Jindan monk, she gave birth at the age of 50, and then the trouble of lactation accompanied her for 300 years. "

"It may be earlier. Normal milk production is on the third day after giving birth, and I had it when I was just pregnant." Yuan Jingyi was reminded of the past by this topic, "However, you don't have to worry too much. Most abnormalities can be improved with the help of drugs and massage."

Gui Tangdong is not good at participating in this kind of mother's topic, he concentrates on the battle in the arena.Mr. Shaolin's attack just now was similar to the Seven Injuries Fist, which hurt the enemy 800 and self-damage 850, but when she stepped on the ground, she recovered faster than her opponent, so even if she was injured more heavily, she could still make money.

However, she still underestimated Lu Lingyun's recovery level. After Shaolin Jun avoided the poisonous fog and healed his injuries with the help of spiritual power absorbed from the earth, he saw that her opponent also recovered.

"It's really rare for me to encounter a war of attrition." Mr. Shaolin smiled, "Let's see who can recover faster."

"No, I want it to be over quickly."

Lu Lingyun threw his sickle, Shaolin Jun's arm swelled, and a rock condensed in his hand threw it at Lu Lingyun.The moment the two collided, the sickle in Lu Lingyun's hand disintegrated, and dense silk threads gushed out of it.

Mr. Shaolin swiped her finger down her feet, and a skateboard came out first. She jumped onto it and slid on the ground. At the same time, dozens of rocks about the size of a fist floated up around her, meeting the fission thread of Lu Lingyun's sickle.

It's just that the number of silk threads was beyond imagination, Mr. Shaolin stopped some of them, while the others chased after him, building a net around Mr. Shaolin.The purple thunder and lightning stretched along the cage constructed of silk threads, and Shaolin escaped to the ground, but saw another net underground.

"No!"

Purple lightning spewed from the ground, and the figure of Lord Shaolin staggered out, and the bronze bell in his hand was already shattered.Just in the air, another net was waiting for her, and the purple lightning quickly engulfed her figure.

Mr. Shaolin fell to the ground and managed to stand up. She desperately absorbed spiritual power from the earth to supplement her injured body, but her opponent would not wait. Lu Lingyun took out the milk bottle, bit the cork, and drank it all. Her figure turned into a The purple rushing thunder broke through the three stone walls raised urgently by Mr. Shaolin, penetrated the side wall of the urbanized fortress that Mr. Shaolin wanted to use but it was too late, and penetrated Mr. Shaolin's body protection skills .

The two figures intertwined, Lu Lingyun looked at her broken left arm, which was the last blow that Shaolin Jun gave her, and behind her, Shaolin Jun's figure fell straight.

Nan Qingxu grabbed Gui Tangdong's arm worriedly, Gui Tangdong shook his head, he gently pushed Nan Qingxu away, because the battle between him and his senior sister was about to begin.

Gui Tangdong entered through the player passage, and saw four monks walking towards her carrying a stretcher. Mr. Shaolin was fixed on the stretcher, and her body was warmed by non-attribute spiritual power.He nodded to her, and she brushed his sleeve with her hand.

Although Gui Tangdong resented Mr. Shaolin, he still felt unhappy when Mr. Shaolin was hurt by others.His hatred for Mr. Shaolin is like a chain, that end locks Mr. Shaolin's heart, and this end locks his heart.

At this time, the victorious Lu Lingyun walked by, Gui Tangdong glanced at her, and continued walking forward.Through the player tunnel,

The field was calmed down, and the traces of the battle just now were wiped away.Because the field built between reality and dreamland lost control for a short time, the technical monks of Yangyan Mansion hurriedly remodeled the martial arts field, making it a thousand times larger than the visual effect.

Guitang went up to the east and saluted with Li Qingchuan.Li Qingchuan's dress is simple and capable today, and a heroic spirit that was rarely seen in the past emerges from her brows.

After the paper puppet acting as the referee confirmed the status of the two, the field was activated, and the land at the east foot of Guitang turned into a pond, and above the pond, sparse plum blossom piles were inserted into the pond, and the aquatic plants followed suit. With the waves undulating slightly.

The plum blossom pile is carved with jade, and a thin white mist wraps around the part where it touches the water surface. When the morning sun hits obliquely, the plum blossom pile becomes translucent, reflecting the light dimly with the water surface.

"here we go."

A fire light descended on Yuan Jingyi's box, and the surrounding monks of Yangyan Mansion saluted to the fire light, Yuan Jingyi said without any surprise: "Brother, you are late."

Chapter 110 Eighth Final Competition

The "senior brother" Yuan Jingyi said was naturally Li Wugui, and the elder of the Yangyan Mansion who led the team to hunt down Qiqi's clone sat down in the seat next to Yuan Jingyi.

"Kiki ran away?"

Li Wugui replied: "I caught her avatar, and her technology of fooling humans to control it is worth learning."

"So Linzi was the bait from the beginning?" Yuan Jingyi asked.

"I hope I have the ability to predict the enemy's opportunity, but the world is always unpredictable. Originally, I just thought it was not appropriate for you to face the elders of other sects in Linzi alone..."

"Actually, you are afraid that I will harm your precious apprentice."

"At this time, we will all be on the same page, so I don't worry. It's just that you only have one, and there are multiple potential opponents of the same size as you. Therefore, there must be a backup plan that can be called by backup personnel. This is The meaning of my existence."

"Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of your apprentice, he got the golden rule."

"How's the situation?" Li Wuzuo asked.

"I need 75 days to completely separate it, but once I separate it, the stimulated golden rule will be more active in your apprentice..."

"The future of Yangyan Mansion is the top priority, and the study of the Golden Rule can be carried out later."

Li Wujiu took out a kit from the storage ring and handed it to Yuan Jingyi, but what was inside was not a clever plan, but a black and hard thing like charcoal.

"Wu Meng's trial?"

The Wu Meng Trial was created by Wu Meng, a famous monk in Yangyan Mansion, who is also known as Dadong Zhenjun.After the First World War, the eight sects that closed their doors and licked their wounds left more power vacuums and large areas of no man's land in the secular world. Some monsters hiding in deep mountains and old forests reappeared in the world. Become the new threat to mortals.

In order to protect the few mortals, the remaining monks acted, but most of the monks who survived after the war were rotten fish and rotten shrimps who failed to participate in the battle in the rear, so the actions of the monks often became the free shipping of the monsters. Semi-finished lunch box.

In order to select those who could complete the task from the rotten fish and rotten shrimps, Wu Meng, one of the few cultivators who transformed into gods at that time, invented a trial method: he wanted to hunt a tiger demon, and that tiger demon could transform into a human form , and can reproduce the ability and appearance of the person who has been devoured.

Among the people who have been devoured by the tiger demon, the most powerful is a Nascent Soul female cultivator of the Hehuan Sect. Therefore, most of the time, as long as the tiger demon becomes this female cultivator, it can successfully charm the creatures in front of it... mortals, monks , Moxiu and even monsters have suffered.

For this reason, the crusade team organized by Wu Meng has to screen out those who have certain strength and firm will, and can resist beauty.For this reason, he pondered the new trial situation together with other monks.

In the past trials of the eight sects, all the trials were arranged in complex venues, and the organizers tested the various practices of the practitioners in the venue from the appearance, and scored the testers.Wu Meng didn't have the resources and time, so he directly chose the simpler principle of the trial: asking the heart.

Before the First World War, the method of scoring by reading the thoughts of monks was forbidden, because the human heart could not stand the test, even a saint must have negative thoughts in an inadvertent moment, so the principle at that time was to ask the traces Don't worry.