Brothers and sisters are all big brothers, but I am a small waste

Chapter 7

Unexpectedly, in order to refine Lu Qingli's innate spiritual energy, Immortal Master Wu even prepared a spiritual weapon.Lu Junqian was a little worried at first, but he was completely relieved when he saw this.

Surrounded by excitement, the children of the Lu family looked at Lu Qingli with pity.

Lu Qingli's spiritual vein and Tianmai, who were weak and sickly since childhood, could not have escaped early death. The reason why she has survived until now is all supported by her innate spiritual energy.If Wu Daocheng used the ordinary spirit transformation technique to obtain her innate aura, maybe he would leave a trace of it for her, allowing her to live a few more years.But at this time, using the spiritual weapon for sacrifice will definitely refine the innate spiritual energy in her body.

By then, Lu Qingli will surely die!

Lu Qingli was also a little surprised, for the mere technique of transforming spirits, she actually had to borrow a spiritual weapon, this Wu Daocheng might not think highly of her too.But the more this happened, the more it proved that he was not strong enough, so instead of worrying at all, she became more determined.

It should have been many years since the fall, and I don't know if there has been any progress in the cultivation world?Lu Qingli took two steps forward and carefully looked at the pagoda in Wu Daocheng's hand.

"I'm getting better at it, but my technique is a bit clumsy. It's a pity, it's a pity." Soon, Lu Qingli came to a conclusion.

In her previous life, she only belonged to the fire-type spiritual vein, and she was best at refining art. It was easy to see that the material used to refine this exquisite pagoda was excellent. Originally, it was not a problem to refine a high-grade spiritual weapon, but it should be refined. Human strength is limited, and the techniques are too cumbersome, but only the low-grade ones are refined, which is simply reckless.

"What did you say?" Wu Daocheng was taken aback.

Even with the usual spirit-transforming technique, this Lu Qingli must have suffered a great deal of damage to her vitality. In addition to this spiritual transformation pagoda, she might die on the spot. She still has the mood to comment on the spiritual transformation pagoda?
Is it because I have too much heart, or I don't know what is going on at all, and the ignorant have no fear?
Not far away, Lu Junqian was also a little puzzled.

When Lu Qingli was persuaded to give her innate aura willingly, she was obviously so angry that she passed out on the spot, but after waking up, she was unusually calm. Commentary.

Even if he was stimulated to change his mind, it shouldn't be like this.

"Shuangyan, in the past two days, Lu Qingli has been fine, right?" Lu Junqian asked Lu Shuangyan worriedly.

"No. Father thinks too much, waste will always be waste." Lu Shuangyan naturally also saw Lu Qingli's abnormality, and knew what her father was worried about.

Before that, like her father, she was a little worried, but when she thought about it carefully, what kind of tricks can the pulse of the waste of heaven play?Could it be that she could really escape a catastrophe by relying on that ghostly painting talisman?
Lu Shuangyan couldn't help but sneered again when thinking of that ghostly painting talisman that was so ugly that it was hard to look at it directly.

Looking at the contemptuous and relaxed smile of his precious daughter, Lu Junqian also felt relieved.

Thinking about it, even if it was me, I could only accept my fate in this situation, and I could only smash the can and smash it.

"By the way, she also drew a talisman, like a ghost painting a peach talisman. You haven't seen it, my lord. I'm afraid you will laugh out loud." Lu Shuangyan didn't bother to mention the talisman, but the servant behind her was like Said it like offering a treasure.Of course, he said it as a joke.

Now, Lu Junqian couldn't help laughing.

Lu Qingli couldn't practice, so he turned to the art of talismans, and he knew this.However, if he can't even cultivate the simplest zhenqi, how can he refine it into a talisman? Zong Quan is just whimsical.

(End of this chapter)