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Chapter 166

"Impressive thing..."

Jing Yingrong blinked, pondered, and said slowly: "The first time I encountered thunder calamity, I was inexperienced, so I missed a trace of the power of thunder calamity, let it fall into a city where mortals live, and drilled into the ground. Many latrines were blown up."

Everyone: "..."

Jing Yingrong: "Facing the power of heaven and earth for the first time, even though my spiritual consciousness... is ignorant, I still have instinctive fear, so I am deeply impressed."

Everyone: "..."

Lan Chucui: "Isn't it because you blow up the latrines of mortals that you are impressed?!"

Jing Yingrong: "They will be compensated."

Lan Chucui: "I didn't ask you this."

Shu Pinghui: "I've seen mortal latrines, the pits below are... after the bombing, the smell, the scene, I..."

Zhao Jinxu: "...Sister Shu, stop talking."

Lan Chucui suddenly realized something, and said, "Have you encountered Thunder Tribulation before Jindan?"

Mirror Yingrong: "..."

She silently pulled out a small flower in the grass in front of her.

Wu Yaochen said in time: "Senior Sister Lan, according to the rules of the game, you can only ask one question."

Jing Yingrong stuffed the little flower back into the soil, and echoed: "Well, I've finished my answer."

Lan Chucui opened her mouth, unable to speak.

In the sea of ​​knowledge, the Jijie pen asked in surprise: "When did you talk about it?"

Jing Yingrong: "When I advanced from a high-grade spiritual weapon to an earth weapon."

Jijie Pen suddenly said: "No wonder we don't know."

Jisha Sword: "How does it feel to be advanced?"

Extreme Flame Bead: "I also want to ask, we were born as Dao artifacts, and we haven't experienced the advancement yet. Is there any difference from the enhancement of the strength of Dao artifacts? Is there a big difference?"

Jing Yingrong: "There is a difference, like, uh..."

She considered it for a long time before saying, "It becomes another new thing and comes into the world again."

Jijie Pen: "Reborn, as if reborn?"

"Ah."

Ji Yanzhu's tone overflowed with yearning: "It sounds so interesting!"

Jijie Pen: "I'm a little envious of your step-by-step growth process."

Jing Yingrong: "Does it include the experience of being broken five times?"

Jijie Pen: "Cough... that will be avoided."

Although Jing Yingrong finally got a red lottery, Lan Chucui's questions obviously did not satisfy some people, so under the urging of Shu Pinghui, they played a few more rounds.

During this period, Lan Chucui was forced to tell an embarrassing story about herself—before the age of ten, because she was too timid to be alone, every time she practiced, she ended up crying and ran out of the quiet room; I ran three laps in the yard—strength was not the problem, the problem was the gap between height and leg length, which caused Jing Yingrong’s legs to curl up tightly the whole time; Wu Yaochen did a dance—Lan Chucui couldn’t bear to look straight at her, and Shu Ping Hui Hui was about to vomit, but Jing Yingrong was almost stepped on by him; Zhao Jinxu was asked to sing—after opening his voice for half a sentence, everyone except Jing Yingrong covered their ears to block perception, including Yin Xueze, so that the boy was very injured, After being comforted by touching the head, the mood improved.

When the golden crow half-falls into the sea, leaving behind the fiery clouds, Jing Yingrong finally gets the red lottery again.

The blue sign is in Yin Xueze's hand.

Yin Xueze groaned with unknown meaning, and then said coldly under the expectant eyes of Shu Pinghui and others: "Crying for a person here."

The others were taken aback for a moment.

Shu Pinghui immediately said dissatisfied: "It's too difficult, isn't it? Can you change it?"

Zhao Jinxu also quietly tugged on Yin Xueze's sleeve: "Brother Xueze, this is just a game."

Lan Chucui said, "Aren't games for making people happy?"

Wu Yaochen joked, "Could it be that you want to see someone cry?"

Yin Xueze's expression was a little shaken, he looked at Yingying in the glasses, and was about to speak, but Yingying asked, "Are any means or methods acceptable?"

Yin Xueze frowned, and said without hesitation: "Yes."

Mirror Yingrong nodded.

Her figure suddenly disappeared, and immediately appeared in front of Yin Xueze.

Yin Xueze moved back an inch vigilantly with his hands on the ground.

Jing Yingrong turned over her palm, holding a purple object that resembled some kind of fruit.She grabbed the object with both hands, and gently opened it——

Yin Xueze's eyes turned red almost instantly, and a lot of tears welled up in his eyes.

He covered his eyes tightly, turned into a black light and shot into the corner of the yard, roaring: "What are you doing!"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Zhao Jinxu: "Why...wow, it's so smoky!"

At the same time, Lan Chucui also exclaimed, "What?!"

Both of them were also tearful and their eyes were red.

Shu Pinghui and Wu Yaochen, who were a little far away, saw that the situation was not going well, and fled without hesitation.

However, the unknown breath from the purple fruit easily penetrated the defense of the Golden Core cultivator. Although it did not cause any real damage, it made people dizzy and tearful.

"What is this, so aggressive!"

"What are you holding, Rong Rong, it's killing me!"

"Sister Jing, stop playing!"

"Junior Sister Jing, you have passed the test, stop!"

In the midst of the noise, Shu Pinghui's unusually loud voice suddenly sounded:
"It's not good, Junior Sister Luo was fainted!"

……

Ji Feigou was busy for a while, until the night was shrouded, Luo Qi woke up slowly, everyone barely stopped their tears, but they all had a pair of red and swollen eyes.

With lingering fears in their hearts, they unanimously decided to end the game, and then went to Jing Yingrong for a rest.

Lan Chucui didn't leave either.She stood in the yard, flooded by the moonlight.

Jing Yingrong walked over.

"Aren't you going to rest?"

Lan Chucui heard the sound and turned her head to look—but under the moonlight, her red and swollen eyes were covered with thick white greasy cream.

"Wait another quarter of an hour, wash off the ointment and go to rest."

Jing Yingrong: "Oh."

"They don't ask, but I'm curious, what is your thing that has such an effect?"

Jing Yingrong: "Purple thread garlic fruit is effective for monks below the transformation stage."

Lan Chucui: "What about Huashen and above?"

"It's a precious ingredient."

Lan Chucui was startled, then laughed.

Jing Yingrong tilted her head in doubt: "What are you laughing at?"

Lan Chucui lowered her head and said with a smile, "It's nothing."

She paused and said softly, "Thank you."

Jing Yingrong: "Why should I thank you?"

Lan Chucui: "The game was fun."

Jing Yingrong: "I'm not the only one playing with you."

Lan Chucui couldn't help laughing: "Then I will thank you all."

She puts the accent on the word "we".

Jing Yingrong: "Yes."

Lan Chucui let out a foul breath, and looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

"During this period of time, I have checked a lot of information and asked several elders for advice, and I probably understand what you said that day. The Taoist Lord who pleases himself is an amazing person. The real Lida must have failed to comprehend the true meaning of her Taoism. It's the end of the book."

Jing Yingrong listened quietly.

"Actually, Master Lida created this exercise. Otherwise, the Dapo Palace would not have lasted so long. It's just that I am too unsuitable for this exercise."

(End of this chapter)