Queen of the Galaxy

Chapter 3 Piercing the Earth
What a stroke of luck!
Luo Junjun watched ecstatically as Xiaojian finished sucking the blood beads.

It's been a long time since Xiaojian sucked the blood beads, but there was no change at all.

Do you have to eat until you are full first?
Squeeze another drop of blood into Xiaojian, this time Xiaojian is no longer restrained, and absorbs all the blood in the blink of an eye.

The needle's eye was no longer bleeding, so I picked up the small sword and weighed it, and pressed it to my forehead and chest. It was still heavy and cold, without a trace of the legendary telepathy.

Not fed yet?

Then go on!

All ten fingers were pricked with needles, dripping hundreds of drops of blood, and the little sword turned into a purple light that flickered, but it was still cold and cold, without the so-called feeling of spiritual connection.

The original dark gray appearance is a spiritual thing that is self-obscuring?

Then this princess is the genius you have been waiting for for tens of thousands of years, but why is there no telepathy in the legend?
My throat is dry and my head is a little dizzy. Is it a reaction to excessive blood loss?
Disappointed, he decided to take a bath first, and when he was about to put away the small sword to avoid splashing the water, his eyes lit up suddenly, and his smiling face made the starry sky pale.

All of a sudden, there is no such heavy hand feeling as before, just like picking up a commonly used pen, which is very familiar and has the meaning of hand-to-hand connection.

I was so excited that I even forgot to wear the shower cap, so I could only wash my hair, and then called the smart housekeeper to help dry it.

I really didn't expect that I really had such unfathomable luck. It is said that most of the star warriors can't communicate with weapons.

Caressing the little sword, the scene of super soldier Wang He Jingwen splitting the purple bearded man's starship carrier in half with the legendary psychic weapon Leng Yue knife appeared again and again.

"Baby! You are the best legendary psychic weapon, right? Be brave, don't say no..." Luo Junjun "chat" with Xiaojian, and then kissed it heavily before holding the sticker Close your eyes over your heart and adjust your breathing to calm yourself.

I am about to communicate with Xiaojian, my dream is about to come true, and I have to be strict with myself and maintain a scientific routine so that I can have the energy to study hard and improve myself.

Not long after she fell asleep, the little sword emitted bursts of dense purple light. The light cluster grew from small to large, and soon enveloped her upper body.

If she was awake, she would still feel that Xiaojian was a little hot.

Luo Junjun had a strange dream, inexplicably placed himself in a spacious and splendid antique hall, in the empty hall there was only a majestic Taoist priest in Taoist robes sitting in the center of the hall.

This Taoist gave people an extremely powerful feeling, as if he could crush her into powder with a single movement of his fingers, and the huge pressure made it difficult for her to breathe.

"To enter my Immortal Sword Mountain, one must respect teachers and teach, eliminate demons and defend Taoism." The Taoist suddenly said sharply in a strange language.

I don't know what's going on, Luo Junjun at this time can understand this strange language, and he is very clear about the purpose of his visit to the hall. It is also a long-awaited thing to pay homage to Xianjian Mountain. Before the Taoist's voice fell, he He said in a loud voice: "Little girl Luo Junjun has been favored by the elders and worshiped in Xianjian Mountain. In this life, she must respect her teacher and teach her, and take it as her duty to eliminate demons and defend the Tao! Fall into hell!"

Before the words were finished, there was a roar of thunder in the sky, accompanied by an incomparably majestic voice: "Swear! Swear! Swear!...".

Luo Junjun jumped up in shock, and thunder and majestic announcements could be heard faintly outside the window.

After the shock had calmed down for a while, he picked up the small sword beside his pillow and said angrily, "Baby, you are so bad! You actually tricked me...uh...uh!"

Luo Junjun was stunned by the massive amount of information and knowledge in his mind.

Consciousness transfer? !
Consciousness transmission refers to sending information and knowledge to the recipient's brain in a short period of time through equipment or human consciousness and forming his memory. In the primary stage of middle civilization.

This small sword is not a weapon!

She is a complete set of cultivation skills!
Here she is used instead of it because Luo Junjun likes her so much!

It is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish!
With a powerful psychic weapon, how can it compare with its own strength?

What's more, she also has a name - Xianmengbao, which can help practitioners use sleep to practice!

There is an elder of time and space in Xianjian Mountain, who is good at predicting the future. It is determined that Xianjian Mountain will be wiped out in a few days, so the elders will decide that in order not to cut off the inheritance of Xianjian Mountain, each elder must focus on his own core skills. Make more than three fairy dream treasures and send them to all mortal realms through secret methods, so that those who are destined can get the inheritance of Xianjian Mountain and restore the glory of Xianjian Mountain.

The appraisal certificate indicated that Xianmengbao came from an abandoned planet outside the Milky Way. The data collected by the Interstellar Exploration Team showed that the planet suffered an attack that damaged the core of the earth about 2 years ago, resulting in the extinction of creatures and air escape. It does not have the conditions for biological survival.

Luo Junjun thinks that Xianjian Mountain is one of the sects of cultivating immortals on that abandoned planet. The maker of this fairy dream treasure—that is, her mentor, Elder Wan Jian, may hardly escape the fate of being destroyed together with all life on the entire planet. .

Shimen and the entire civilization were destroyed more than 2 years ago. The right to interpret the oath in the dream can only belong to her, because she is the only known inheritor of Xianjian Mountain.Thinking of this, I felt relaxed and happy, and tapped the small sword with my finger, like tapping my younger brother's forehead, and said angrily: "You just put the burden on me like this? But the core of your planet has been pierced, How do you avenge Xianjian Mountain? Hmm... accept disciples to start a sect on the earth, buy a better mountain as the sect's resident, call it Xianjian Mountain, does it count as restoring the glory of Xianjian Mountain?"

Xian Mengbao didn't respond.

"Hey! It's been tens of thousands of years, why haven't you given birth to a weapon spirit? Isn't it too useless?... Come out! Don't help, right? I want to sue, I really want to sue... Master, Master is here Come on, Junjun knows that you have been waiting for a long time, but Junjun is a vulgar child, and he has never been exposed to fairy arts before, and the baby is lazy, and he refuses to come out to teach Junjun how to practice kung fu, um... I am afraid that Junjun will have a heavy trust. .”

"Okay! Okay! I know you don't have a weapon spirit and can't speak, so don't be angry." Last night's experience was too dreamy, and Luo Junjun gave birth to the extravagant hope that Xianmengbao had already given birth to a weapon spirit. Xian Mengbao didn't respond and didn't affect her mood. She bounced around to wash up. It was already dawn, and she wanted to try to practice, to try the feeling of absorbing spiritual energy.

According to the exercises, I sat cross-legged in the middle of the balcony to adjust my breathing. I persisted until the sun showed its red face, and then I sighed and stood up. My legs and feet were numb, but I couldn't even achieve the samadhi mentioned in the exercises.

Not long after the workshop opened, the little beauty welcomed regular customers. The boss was in a good mood and waived the seat fee, and asked the smart waiter to take her to choose the style and material of the necklace.

Luo Junjun had no idea about the style, so he chose a soybean-sized silver bead with simple texture as the main material, and went to the work station to start working.

Coming here to make handmade jewelry is a common way of leisure for Luo Junjun. It can not only relax the body and mind, but also shows sincerity when using the works as gifts.

Connect the silver beads to the required length. It was already noon when the work was completed. After returning home, I went back to my room to ask for credit for Xian Mengbao: "Look, I love you very much. I made it by myself. There is nothing more precious than this." Jiansui! Hmm... Necklace! Necklace! The name is not important, the important thing is that we made it for you, and we get along day and night!"

Performing various actions in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, the test results were as expected, and there was no sign of a small sword more than ten centimeters long hanging on his chest. Satisfied, he patted Xian Mengbao through his clothes before turning around and going downstairs to prepare for dinner.

As soon as he sat down in the living room on the second floor, Luo Huaiyu ran out of his toy room yelling and threw himself into Luo Junjun's arms. :elder sister!elder sister! ...I can't see you for most of the day, where are you going? ! "

Luo Yicheng is from the generation with the word "Cheng", and the ranking according to the generation is an odd number. According to the rules passed down from the ancestors, the word "Cheng" is used as the last word of the name.Huaizi generation is an even number, and Huaizi is the first character of the name.

Luo Junjun pushed him to the sofa, pointed his nose and asked, "Who did you learn from? What is wave?!"

Luo Huaiyu struggled to grab his sister's chest with his little hand, and kept yelling: "What! What! Dad! Dad! My sister stole something! It hurts my head..."

Luo Junjun had nothing to do with this younger brother, and if he didn't satisfy his curiosity, he would definitely yell again when his aunt came, so he took out his little sword and said, "Big baby! A psychic weapon!"

"Why so small? Is it really a psychic with you?..." Luo Huaiyu kept asking while holding the small sword.

The eye of the needle was discovered by my father, and it really was a narrow-eyed smile.

I really don't know what kind of monster this younger brother is. He is less than four years old and doesn't like to watch cartoons. Instead, he can't stop watching novelty news videos that are half-truths and half-false. Small talk.

"Of course I have a psychic. If you don't believe me, you can ask Dad. She was dark and ugly yesterday. Isn't she shiny now?" Luo Junjun couldn't stand his younger brother's constant questioning, and replied angrily.

Luo Huaiyu was a big kid, and sniffed when he heard the words: "I know! My sister went to the gold shop to do cleaning. The day before yesterday, my mother and I went to the gold shop to clean the necklace..."

Luo Junjun opened his little hand, and put Xianmengbao back on his chest. Luo Huaiyu's freshness hadn't passed yet, and he stretched out his hand to snatch it, so he threatened, "I just got a psychic, and I'm not very controlled. I just fumbled with my little hand." Hand cut off!"

Luo Huaiyu stopped with some fear, and asked suspiciously: "Is it really psychic? Can it emit light? Can it cut open the space carrier?"

"It's so powerful that it can pierce the earth with just a single stab!"

"Really?! Go! Go to the backyard and try stabbing!"

"No! If you pierce the earth, we will all die!"

"Cut down a big mountain!"

"If the mountain is cut down, what if the police come? Are you going to jail?"

"It was my sister who chopped it!"

"Okay! You want to make my sister go to jail!"

"Then... go to chop the big rock?"

"Xiaoyu! Wash your hands and eat." Feng Qin rescued Luo Junjun.

Luo Yicheng stood up, glanced at Luo Junjun's chest, and said with disgust, "It's not too burdensome."

He is obsessed with music, and he doesn't know much about psychic weapons. He only knows that the space forces of various countries have studied it for thousands of years, and he has not mastered the psychic laws of life metal weapons. The most common methods used by star fighters are two stupid methods, simple and direct He couldn't recognize the Lord with a drop of blood, so he carried it with him day and night, and touched it with sincerity, so he thought that although his son was not yet four years old, he had already told the truth.

While eating, Luo Huaiyu still glanced at his sister's chest from time to time, Luo Yicheng scolded with hatred: "Stupid! My sister lied to you and you don't even understand, how can you be so good at psychic, and even pierce the earth! You're so good!" Didn't hear it."

In the little boy's eyes, his father is authority, and Luo Junjun's cooperative expression of success in trickery changed Luo Huaiyu's tears of grievance to lowering his head and staring at his sister after eating two bites.

Taking a look at Luo Huaiyong who was obediently eating, Luo Junjun thought to himself: It's really a dragon with nine sons!

Xiaoyu has been active and mischievous since he was a child, but Xiaoyong is quiet and well-behaved, especially when he eats, he is never picky about food. No matter what is in the bowl, he eats it up one bite at a time. It is not at all like Luo Huaiyu who is unpalatable at every turn. I am not hungry Ghostly.

(End of this chapter)