After wearing cannon fodder, I really smell

Chapter 42
"The spiritual state is not realized through meditation, but is stimulated through constant fighting."

"Concentrate, think about your spiritual image, what is its state, and what state it can become after changing."

Duan Ping stepped on the flying sword, supported his knee with one hand, and found out a bottle of spirit wine at some point, chatted with Wen Ruyu while drinking, and even took time to guide Yan Niaomiao.

Yan Nianiao let go of her divine sense and locked the black mist wandering around one by one.

The black mist floated around the surrounding area piece by piece, and the edges no longer showed teeth and claws, but were sticky and sticky. As soon as Qingyan touched the black mist, the black mist entangled itself. But no matter how hard you shake it, you can't shake it off, like a piece of black mud, disgusting and sticky.

Senior sister Duan's guidance came to her ear, and Yan Nianiao once again urged the spirit of green smoke.

The blue smoke is misty, wandering with the wind, this is its state.

What else can smoke become?

So far, she has experienced senior brother Mo Chenhai's spirit state - turbulent waves.

Indeed, whether it is eloquent or turbulent, it is a state of the sea.

Her blue smoke ghost...

The blue smoke gathered together, gathering more and more, and the black mist wandering around seemed to follow suit, gathering together in large groups, and then merged into the previous black mist cluster.

The center of the black mist became thicker and thicker, while the black mist spreading at the edge was flamboyantly stretching out its tentacles towards Yan Niaoliu tentatively.

She manipulated the blue smoke to stay away, and the black mist tentacles followed closely.

With a thought in Yan Niaoyou's mind, she concentrated her energy, and slowly, the spirit of green smoke dissipated.

The black mist couldn't find the target to attack, and was deadlocked in place.

Yan Niaoyao aimed at the center of the black mist, threw a thumb-sized roll, and then covered her ears.

"boom!"

A loud noise made Duan Ping jump.

I hurriedly looked towards the place where the loud noise was coming from, and I saw that Junior Sister Yan had already covered her ears tightly, and the big cloud of black mist was blown up and scattered in all directions. The fog was quickly wrapped in the thick smoke, and a fire ignited with "crackling", and the black mist was completely burned!

A black token fell into the ashes of the fire.

Yan Niaoyou hurriedly picked it up, and the word "burial" came into her eyes. She reached into the storage bag with her spiritual sense, and took out the original token. !
"Senior Sister Duan, please look at these two tokens."

Yan Niaoyou ran to Duan Ping and handed the token to Duan Ping.

Ok?
Seeing that the senior sister didn't answer, and the two of them looked at her with burning eyes, Yan Youyou couldn't help but feel guilty. She just tried to see if it would work, and she took the lead in covering her ears, as if she forgot to remind the senior sister and the others...

Duan Ping stretched out his hand and tapped Yan Niaoyou's nose lightly, his fingertips were black and black, and when Yan Niao saw the black and black, he couldn't help but quickly took out a small mirror...

!!!

God, did she just, just run over in such disgrace?

Duan Ping coughed lightly, and couldn't help shaking his head and chuckling, this junior sister is always so unexpected.

The first time she saw Junior Sister Yan was actually in the main hall of Twin Fish Peak.

At that time, she dared to speak out her mind boldly, not only succeeded in frightening the preparatory disciples in the audience, but also the disciples standing behind the master, didn't they also startle?
I admire you.

The second time I heard about Junior Sister Yan was that she had just returned to the Law Enforcement Hall from a mission, and many disciples sued her.

I heard that Yan Nianiao refined a kind of fragrant dew with a huge smell, which stunned many disciples!

Even if she is the senior sister of the Law Enforcement Hall, she almost couldn't maintain her calm expression.

The third time, just now, the junior sister did something to blow up the black mist?

The loud "bang" made her little heart still thump and thump.

Seeing his junior sister's ashen face, Duan Ping couldn't hold back, and performed a trick to remove dust.

"Junior Sister...you are..."

This is fried?

Duan Ping got stuck for a moment, not knowing how to ask the question.

"Ah, senior sister, did you mean the one just now?"

Yan Niao curled her nose, feeling a little guilty.

"Didn't you say that you need to think about my spiritual state? I thought that when I was young, there would be a lot of smoke after setting off firecrackers, so I wondered if I could blow it up just like firecrackers or gunpowder..."

"I condensed the blue smoke spirit elephant into a small ball, condensed it in the bamboo joint, and then lit it and threw it into the black mist. I just wanted to try it out, but I didn't expect it to explode..."

"Did it scare you?"

She didn't expect that this idea would be successful!
"That's not true." Duan Ping denied it outright, how could she admit to being frightened by this little thing?
"By the way, what token did you just say?"

Duan Ping quickly changed the subject.

"No, senior sister, it's these two pieces." Yan Niaoyi handed the token to the senior sister again, "Last time, after Brother Mo solved the black mist, there was such a token on the ground. , Such tokens also appeared on the ground.”

Duan Ping took two tokens, both of which had a black plum blossom engraved on the front and the word "burial" on the reverse.

Wen Ruyu also looked at the two tokens curiously.

"By the way, senior sister, this plum blossom is also on the eyebrows of the disciples in those offices."

Duan Ping pondered for a moment, put away the token, and decided to go to the office to see the situation of those fellows.

Originally, she wanted to take her junior sister away, but she paused, looked at Wen Ruyu who was beside her, and hesitated to speak.

"Yan Daoyou, I have been out for a while, and I am tired, so I will go back to the inn to rest."

After finishing speaking, Wen Ruyu called back the blue-winged butterfly flying not far away, bid farewell and left.

Duan Ping snorted, it was quite interesting.

In a blink of an eye, seeing that Yan Niaoyao was still grateful, she couldn't help but lightly tapped on Yan Niaoyao's forehead: "Come back to your senses, Junior Sister."

"Let's not talk about strangers who have never met before, even disciples of the same sect should not trust too much. This is one of the rules of survival outside the sect, do you understand?"

"Yes." Yan Niaoyou stood obediently behind Senior Sister Duan's flying sword, and replied in a warm voice.

The two came to the office again.

In the yard, the 22 were still parked aside.

Duan Ping checked one by one, but his expression became more and more dignified.

"Judging from the death conditions of these disciples, it seems that they were killed by some crooked means..."

However, the black mist in the dantian that Junior Sister mentioned before has disappeared at this time.

Only the black plum blossom between the eyebrows remained.

Duan Ping walked around the yard again, seeing that the spirit plants in the yard were indeed withered to death as his junior sister said, so he took out the photo stone and recorded the situation here one by one.

"Go, junior sister, go back to the sect."

Duan Ping sealed this place and decided to go back and report to Master first.

"Senior sister, don't you wait for Brother Mo?"

Duan Ping glanced sideways, "We are all burdens, since we are burdens, why bother?"

(End of this chapter)