Xue Ying, a new recruit, was tossed by Su Qing's transformation for an hour, and she was already exhausted. After scolding Su Qing in a low voice, she fell into a deep sleep.

The energetic Su Qing was still full of energy, but he who knew a little about Lianxiangxiyu didn't score twice, but took advantage of the sage's time to think about the life of the wolf.

Nine percent of the energy is definitely not enough to revive the spiritual energy. Even if it is possible to create a cultivation method for immortals, it cannot be cultivated without spiritual energy.

This was a difficulty he could not solve before.

But after entering the time of the sage, there was a sudden flash of inspiration. He already has a fortune pen, and does he still need to rely on spiritual energy to cultivate? Wouldn't it be nice to upgrade directly with a pen?

All I can say is that fixed thinking kills people.

Su Qing looked at Xue Ying with jade-like skin, messy hair, and sound sleep. Sure enough, only women are the source of a man's mind.

Isn't it all right now?

As soon as Xue Ying got through, his thinking went through.

Then Su Qing took out a piece of paper and called out the Good Fortune Pen to write on the paper: "The author Su Qing will immediately pick up a copy of the cultivation technique that fell from the sky."

This time, the handwriting was clearly displayed. After the last word was written, the purple light flashed and the handwriting disappeared. At the same time, there were only two grids of 9% energy left.

A copy of the Immortal Cultivation Technique consumed seven bars of energy, and the price made Su Qing a little surprised.

Then, with anticipation, he sat cross-legged on the bed and waited for the exercises to come down from the sky.

A few seconds later, a lavender jade slip fell from the sky on the bed sheet in front of him.

Su Qing's eyes lit up, she picked up the jade slip and stuck it on her forehead as written in the novel.

Immediately afterwards, a method of cultivation emerged in his mind, as if it was engraved in his mind.

Unexpectedly, this method is really useful, and now he seriously doubts that there is something wrong with those who write novels.

"The Killing Book"

This is the name of the exercise. Su Qing feels that it is really unlucky. He is so elegant and easy-going. How could a gentle and kind-hearted man be suitable for this exercise?

When he was a child, he would be sad to kill a chicken. He had to boil a pot of water to simmer the chicken slowly, and then eat it in his stomach, so that he would always remember this lesson.

Later, there were fewer and fewer chickens in the orphanage, because he wanted to learn a little deeper, and the result was the dean's leash.

Although he felt that this exercise was not suitable for him, he didn't have the qualifications to pick it now, so he could only read it patiently. After all, since he couldn't resist, he could only choose to enjoy it reluctantly.

Killing Tao Jing, its core is killing, everything in the world can't be killed, killing people, killing gods, killing heaven, the more you kill, the stronger your strength, but you must also have a tenacious will that cannot be controlled by killing intent.

Otherwise it will only be reduced to a killing machine.

Su Qing felt that her will was very firm.

Once he was beaten with a belt by the head of the orphanage, and he refused to admit that he stole the chicken by himself.

Isn't this will strong enough?

He continued to look down...it was gone.

Rely on, this exercise actually only has the upper half.

He said how the seven-grid energy of such a dangling method was created, and it turned out to be a fragment.

This is the first chapter, only four floors.

They are the chapter on refining essence and transforming qi, the chapter on refining qi and transforming into spirit, the chapter on refining spirit and returning to emptiness, and the chapter on refining emptiness and combining Taoism.

However, it is enough for him, and if there is more energy in the future, he can make out the following chapters.

Then he picked up the pen again and wrote: "The author Su Qing has successfully made a breakthrough at this moment and stepped into the realm of refining and transforming Qi through perseverance and hard work."

The next moment, he felt a peculiar energy pouring into his limbs and bones, and finally returned to his dantian. There was an extra qi in his body, and his six senses became more sensitive.

It took another grid of energy, and the last one percent was left, struggling for a month, and returning to the pre-liberation night again, but it was all worth it.

Su Qing tried to control the qi in her body, flicked her fingers, and boomed, the cabinet in front of the bed collapsed instantly.

Is this mana? Sure enough!

Now he is invincible in distance and melee combat.

He felt like he could hit ten thousand.

Who else! Just ask who else! ! !

"What's wrong! Is there an earthquake?"

Xue Ying, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened.

"Hahahahaha..."

Su Qing laughed excitedly, and then hugged Xue Ying: "Don't go back tonight."

"Uuuu~ no, let me go..."

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It was absurd overnight, and the next day, Su Qing and Xue Ying didn't get up until the third day.

Xue Ying had serious dark circles under her eyes, yawned while wearing clothes, and looked at Su Qing with a red face, she felt that there was no credibility in the words of a tired cow.

If it goes on like this, she feels that she may be the first piece of land in the world that has been ploughed.

"What happened to the cabinet?" Xue Ying rubbed her eyes and pointed to the collapsed solid wood cabinet.

Su Qing showed off: "For the sake of your good service last night, it will open your eyes."

Then, with a flick of his finger, boom, the wooden cabinet that had collapsed was suddenly destroyed by mana.

Xue Ying: Σ(っ°O°;)っ! ! !

She was stunned. This was the first time she saw Su Qing use the immortal technique except for the time when she caught the ghost.

As everyone knows, Su Qing also just had mana.

"Ji Cao, don't be 6." Su Qing looked smug when she saw her round eyes and red lips slightly parted.

When the two of them left the room and the maid came in to ask for the cleaning, they were shocked to see the wooden cabinet that was smashed into slag. Was it so intense last night?

The two maids looked at each other, not knowing what they were thinking of, they were pretty hot and turned red.

Su Qing sent Xue Ying, who was awkward to walk, back to the school dormitory. She was temporarily embarrassed to go home.

And in the manor, a rumor about Su Qing's nighttime fighting power is circulating, vividly.

Said that Su Qing was very powerful. Yesterday, after tossing Xue Ying all night, they both shattered the cabinet.

The source of the rumors was the maids who cleaned up in the mornings and witnessed the battle with their own eyes.

Uncle Fu was very angry when he knew this rumor. After all, it was a big deal for the servant to gossip about the master. In the afternoon, he reported the matter to Su Qing.

Su Qing's face sank after hearing this: "Uncle Fu, gather everyone, I have something to say."

"Yes, sir."

Faber knew that someone was going to have bad luck.

Soon, all the maids and bodyguards in the manor gathered in front of the fountain outside the main villa.

Su Qing stood on the steps, looked down at the people below, and said solemnly: "I heard that there are rumors about me in the manor recently. I need to clarify here. It's not a rumor, it's a fact!"

The people who were still apprehensive were suddenly stunned.

Fubo was also dumbfounded Σ(°△°|||)︴.

The sudden show almost broke his old waist, but Su Qing really didn't expect this action.

However, the bodyguards looked at Su Qing with more admiration, and they were full of envy and admiration. They really wanted to ask Su Qing if she had any secret recipe.

And the maids were all pretty blushing, looking at Su Qing's eyes filled with water mist, exuding thousands of amorous feelings, can't wait to jump up to test the rumors.

"Okay, let's go."

After Su Qing finished speaking, she returned to the living room with her hands behind her back calmly, still humming a little song.

Soon, the ditty in his mouth stopped, because he saw Li Tiexin, who was dead and had no memory, was sitting on the sofa.