You can smash Chi You to death.
Jiang Luo slowly looked at the mist that was getting more and more sinister, he smiled, his thin lips were raised, and he held the talisman paper in his intact hand to press down the human-shaped fog's neck, and then used his knees against the talisman paper to ruthlessly. He gave Misty a hard blow to the abdomen.
Chi You snorted.
Jiang Luo bent down, and a few strands of black hair slipped down his shoulders like a thread. He asked softly, "Teacher, are you cool?"
The black mist froze for a few seconds, and the evil spirit suddenly laughed.
His laughter grew louder, almost insane, sounding chilling and creepy.
Jiang Luo listened calmly. He put another talisman on the evil ghost and said softly, "I'll let you have a good night."
…
When Lu Yi woke up in a daze, he found that the people in the class were calling for him to go down to eat.
He came to the restaurant strangely, and saw seven people sitting together and having breakfast, Lu Yi said strangely: "Why do you get up so early."
"Jiang Luo bought breakfast and called us to get up," Ge Zhu replied happily, sucking the soy milk, he has always been a rich uncle, eating the rice bought by Jiang Luo, and his mouth is full of good words from Jiang Luo, "Come here quickly, This is what Jiang Luo bought for us early in the morning. Jiang Luo, you are really kind, Blessed Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate, it is really a blessing to have you as my classmate."
Lu Yi scratched his head, walked over to sit down, and glanced at Jiang Luo in confusion, "Why do you suddenly want to buy us breakfast?"
He looked down and was startled, "What's wrong with your hand?"
Jiang Luo's right hand was wrapped in a new layer of plaster.
Jiang Luo smiled and said in a good mood: "Last night you were drunk. When I sent you to the room, someone hit me directly and dislocated my arm."
The drunk people froze last night, looking at Jiang Luo with uneasy eyes, as if asking, who is that idiot
Jiang Luo's eyes turned around and slowly settled on Kuang Zheng, who was getting stiffer and stiffer.
The yin and yang ring in his hand hadn't figured out what was going on, so he just used this excuse to ask Kuang Zheng to help him take a look. I'm sorry, but you took this black pot on your back, Artifact Refiner.
The beads of sweat on Kuangzheng's head slowly fell, but his mountain-like stature was restless at this moment. After sensing Jiang Luo's gaze, Kuangzheng said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry."
He seldom drank, so he never knew what he looked like when he drank.
But all the classmates were tall and thin, and it seemed that he was the only one who could dislocate Jiang Luo's arm.
Kuangzheng felt extremely guilty, clenched his hands and released them, and apologized lowly again: "It's all my fault..."
Jiang Luo suddenly felt that he was bullying good people. He had been in the society for many years, and he had rarely seen such an honest person. But he was thick-skinned and dark-hearted enough, and he said with a straight face: "It doesn't matter, you'll be drunk, and it wasn't intentional."
The more he said this, the more guilty Kuangzheng felt, "I'm sorry, I'll take care of you."
"You can let me do anything," Kuangzheng said, "and medical expenses, I will also be responsible."
Jiang Luo shook his head generously: "It doesn't matter, I still have my left hand."
Kuang Zheng was silent, but his expression was clearly determined to take care of Jiang Luo.
Wen Renlian sighed, "Why did you hurt your right hand?"
Jiang Luo is right-handed, and he uses his right hand to write and do things. Hearing this, he sneered in his heart.
Wasn't he angry because Chi You posted seven talismans and destroyed all the puppets by him
"It will be the Yunnan game in a month," Ye Xun said. "There is enough time to keep your hands well."
Jiang Luo smiled, and the injury to his hand did not affect his good mood, "I'm just a runner, it'll depend on your performance."
Jiang Luo really had no interest in this game.
But after reading the promotional poster of the "National Natural Science Competition for College Students", he frowned and stared straight at the first prize.
That's a bead.
It seemed to have a transparent texture, and a cold white mist came out from it, very much like the bead in the hands of the funeral shop owner that made Jiang Luo very concerned.
On the poster, there are only two sentences written next to the beads.
[First prize: Yuan Tianzhu. 】
[Effect: Enhance the effect of the spirit body. 】
These two simple sentences can even be called excessively concise, but they can almost cause stormy waves in the entire metaphysical world.
What does it mean to enhance the effect of the spirit body
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Jiang Luo looked at the bead and inevitably thought of the forbidden technique that the original owner killed Chi You.
The forbidden technique has the same function as this bead. The forbidden technique can deprive others of their spiritual bodies, while this bead can enhance others’ spiritual bodies.
And there seems to be more than one Yuan Tianzhu.
Does the bead have anything to do with the forbidden technique that lured the original owner into being fooled
This bead was very interesting to Jiang Luo, but if he wanted to get close to this bead, he had to survive the first two levels of the competition. In the next time, Jiang Luo spent the rest of his time in the library except for studying in class and exercising his left handwriting.
He desperately absorbs all knowledge and wants to become stronger as quickly as possible.
A month later, Jiang Luo didn't realize that it was time to go to Yunnan for the competition until he was dragged to the airport by his classmates to board the plane.
Jiang Luo was pulled onto the plane in a trance, and Kuang Zheng sat next to him to take care of him.
The plaster on Jiang Luo's right arm has been removed this week, and his right hand has been useless for almost a month. It is inevitable that some hands will be born. He was practicing the feeling of writing with his right hand, and Kuang Zheng silently handed Jiang Luo a piece of information about the Yin-Yang Ring.
This honest man has been delivering meals to Jiang Luo for a whole month, cleaning up, and practicing Jiang Luo's yin and yang ring. After finishing all the hard work, Jiang Luo felt embarrassed to bully him.
But Kuangzheng had a sincere heart and insisted on making up for it after he believed that he had done something wrong. Even now that Jiang Luo had removed the plaster, he did not leave. He wanted to determine whether Jiang Luo's hand had truly recovered.
Jiang Luo touched his nose and took the information with a guilty conscience. Wen Renlian, who came up behind, walked up to them and patted Kuang Zheng's shoulder with a smile, "Big man, change seats with me?"
Wen Renlian wore a slightly neat long denim skirt today, with big wavy curly hair, sassy and beautiful intertwined, extremely beautiful and moving. Kuang Zheng glanced at him, sat up silently, and made way for Wen Renlian.
Wen Renlian: "Thank you."
He sat gracefully beside Jiang Luo, looked sideways, Kuang Zheng was still standing in the aisle, not moving, Wen Renlian couldn't help laughing, "If you don't want to change with me, we'll change it back."
Correction showed a bit of stiffness on his wheat-colored face. He shook his head and walked to Wen Renlian's seat.
Jiang Luo and Wen Ren greeted each other, Wen Ren held his cheeks and looked at Jiang Luo, "Jiang Luo, you have been working hard this month."
Jiang Luo said modestly, "It's okay."
"The speed of your progress has exceeded our imagination," Wen Renlian murmured, "You really seem to..."
Jiang Luo didn't hear clearly: "Like what?"
Wen Renlian shook his head with a smile, and nodded his chin, "Look what the big guy prepared for you."
Jiang Luo read the information again, the yin and yang ring is a rare portable magic weapon, which can protect oneself and exorcise evil spirits. Just want to use the Yin Yang ring, you need to turn it on.
As for how to turn it on, the Refiner, Kuangzheng, doesn't know either.
After Jiang Luo finished flipping through the information, he couldn't help but sigh. He raised his hand and shook his right hand. The jade-like bracelet on his wrist exudes a soft light. It is beautiful, but if you don't know how to use it, no matter how beautiful it is, it is not as useful as a talisman.
Wen Renlian said, "I don't know how to use it yet?"
Jiang Luo shook his head.
Wen Renlian thought for a while, "Feng Li, the Celestial Master of the Feng family, will also attend this competition and become a teacher of the judges. You are a child of the Feng family, do you want to ask Feng Li?"
Jiang Luo sat up straight, "Feng Li is the judge teacher?"
"In each competition, one person from the six schools will serve as a judge teacher," Wen Renlian sneered and said, "Feng Li has never accepted invitations to competitions before, but this year, he became the judge of the competition. Judges, no matter what you think, this year's competition will not be easy."
Although Wen Renlian is not a member of the six sects, he has many sources of information. Since he said that Feng Li would come, then Feng Li would definitely come.
Jiang Luo didn't want to see Feng Li, he rubbed his forehead, "Let's talk when we get there."
In "Evil Ghost", Feng Lizhi is very close to the demon, and he is cold-hearted. Just because he is an accomplice who helps Chi You to revenge the original body, Jiang Luo doesn't want to rashly confront him.
At three in the afternoon, the plane landed in Yunnan. The weather in May, Yunnan's sky is blue and white clouds are thick, and everything looks like an oil painting.
The pick-up staff had been waiting at the airport for a long time, and they rushed to the hotel after receiving them.
The teacher led by Baihua University is Teacher Fang, who teaches Feng Shui. He is kind and easy to get along with. Before approaching the hotel, Jiang Luo saw a lot of young college students on the road. In this time when it was not a summer vacation or a rest day, such a group of college students looked like people majoring in natural science and social studies in various schools.
When the staff saw the group of students who ran out to go shopping, they said mysteriously, "Mr. Fang, do you know how many people are participating this year?"
Teacher Fang asked curiously: "How much? It's not less than 100 people, right?"
Staff: "A total of 180 people participated in this year's competition! In addition to the students from the 12th colleges and universities, many young disciples of the Sixth Families have come to fill up their numbers. How could there be such a number in the previous two sessions?"
Teacher Fang smiled and said: "It's all for the prizes."
There are a total of eight students in the metaphysics class of Baihua University, and all of the eight students can participate in the competition with 20 credits. This achievement is impressive enough. When Jiang Luo and the others got out of the car, when they heard that it was from Baihua University, a lot of eyes were on them.
Jiang Luo stretched his waist, his long hair was slightly longer than a month ago, and it had reached the butterfly bone on his back. He took a nap on the plane, his hair was a little messy, but his face was rosy and dazzling.
He was accustomed to being watched, ignoring those looking at him, and followed his companions upstairs with a salute.
Jiang Luo and Lu Yi shared a room. The two of them put their salutes away. Lu Yi ran to the window and pulled the curtains, "It's so beautiful."
He enthusiastically suggested: "Jiang Luo, let's try the local bridge-crossing noodle?"
Jiang Luo lowered his head and undressed, "Okay, wait for me to change."
Lu Yi watched him change his shirt, and couldn't help sighing that Jiang Luo's skin was so good, firm and white, beautiful and sexy. When Jiang Luo started to take off his trousers, he was inexplicably embarrassed to look at it. He turned around and looked out the window. Suddenly, he said, "Jiang Luo, your Feng family members are here!"
Jiang Luo put on his pants, went to the window while sorting his clothes, and looked down.
A few young people got out of the van. In the memory of the original owner, these people are the most talented people in the younger generation of the Feng family.
Jiang Luo was thoughtful.
With so many people here, most of them should come for Yuan Tianzhu. There are very few things that can improve the spiritual body, and the opportunity is in front of them, and few people will not be moved.
Except for those who are really talented and disdain to use Yuan Tianzhu.
The last person got out of the van.
This man was wearing a black Tang suit, his expression was indifferent, and his temperament stood out from the crowd. The young student in front made way for him, and the man slowly walked into the hotel.
It is Feng Li, the protagonist in the original text.
Jiang Luo: "…"
Ge Zhu's words sounded like he was playing with Jiang Luo, but his expression showed otherwise. Jiang Luo did not let go of the subtle expression on his face, put down the pen gently, and picked up the talisman.
Ge Zhu's eyes moved with the movement of the talisman. After Jiang Luo determined the authenticity of his expression, he simply handed the talisman into his hand, "I'll give it to you."
Ge Zhu was flattered, "Give it to me?!"
Jiang Luo shrugged, "Well, I'll send you off."
The raw materials for drawing this talisman are all things on the table, Jiang Luo didn't even have to work hard, something that can be done so easily, it's worth sending it out for a favor.
Ge Zhu was at a loss, holding the talisman paper and movingly said: "Jiang Luo, I can run errands for you. Although I have no money, I can wash your clothes and wash dishes for you. I am very experienced in doing this."
Jiang Luo looked at him, who was immortal, and then looked at Lu Yi, who was full of rich people not far away, and couldn't help but sighed how colorful the world was, "No need, you teach me more. Learning things, that's enough."
Ge Zhu's tears were about to come out: "Blessed immeasurable Tianzun, there are still many good people in the world. Jiang Luo, feel free to ask me in the future, and I will tell you what I know."
After speaking, Ge Zhu couldn't help but scrutinize the talisman paper carefully, "The rune is agile, and the body moves like clouds and water, but the strength contained everywhere is even and the same, it is definitely a rare high-quality talisman."
Jiang Luo silently took his words in his heart.
When the original body was writing the talisman, there was no such situation. Thinking of the black energy he had seen in the 129 Hotel before, Jiang Luo felt that these changes were closely related to his own soul.
He might indeed be a little genius.
Ge Zhu looked at Jiang Luo beamingly, "Jiang Luo, why are you able to write such a talisman paper all of a sudden?"
Jiang Luo's face was the same, and just as he was about to flicker, Ge Zhu's expression suddenly became enlightened, "You must have worked hard because you wanted to avenge Chi You, right?"
As he said, he confirmed his guess and couldn't help sighing: "It turns out that love can really stimulate people's potential."
Jiang Luo's eyes turned into crescents, and looking at it, one could feel his happiness, "Yes, he has reborn me."
I lost my baby eighteen times and changed my bones eighteen times.
hehe.
The movement of the two of them attracted the old gentleman. The old gentleman walked over with a frown and said seriously: "If you don't write talismans, what are you doing here?"
Ge Zhu: "Sir, we..."
The old gentleman suddenly interrupted him, staring at the talisman he was holding in his hands in surprise, and couldn't help but say, "Ge Zhu, your talisman writing skills have improved again!"
Ge Zhu said embarrassedly, "Sir, this talisman was not written by me, but by Jiang Luo."
The old man was stunned for a moment and looked at Jiang Luo dully. Jiang Luo clearly saw a strong suspicion in his eyes.
Jiang Luo didn't even sweat on his forehead, and the other people had just started, and it was hard for him to move forward, so he had already finished writing
It's like someone said to the old gentleman that "the sow will go to the tree", isn't this a joke? !
"Really?" Although the old gentleman didn't say anything, his demeanor showed his disbelief. He said lightly, "Not bad, Jiang Luo, can you write another one for me to see?"