The weapon refiner is not doing her job properly

Chapter 61 Luxury Sightseeing Train (End)

A towering figure like a hill looms in the field of vision, and every inch of it exudes a suffocating sense of oppression.

"How do we fight this?" Lei Qingya lowered the muzzle of his gun unconsciously, feeling timid before the battle even began.

Her fingertips trembled and she lifted her fingertips away from the trigger, afraid that she would not be able to help but shoot herself first.

Lian Xinyi and Shen Zhaoming both felt a surge of despair. Lian Xinyi asked, "Do all hunters have to face this kind of thing?"

Shen Zhaoming murmured softly: "I don't know."

Only Sally tilted her head back, her nostrils flaring, and caught the stench of rotting flesh.

She watched as the giant monster's flesh and skin disappeared out of thin air, as if being eaten away by something.

But she couldn't see the source of everyone's fear. Sally asked blankly, "Sister, is something eating the monster? Aren't they all arms?"

Lei Qingya's breathing stagnated as he remembered Su Ninglong's reminder.

Sally is a Green Scaled person, and Green Scaled people have a naturally low threshold for perceiving secret spirits.

But she hadn't expected it to deviate so much. The entangled and wriggling existence was clearly very close.

"It's not just the arm." Lei Qingya's throat tightened. "There's something even more twisted and disgusting than the giant monster, gnawing on it."

Sally hiccupped slightly. She shouldn't have asked.

Sometimes, ignorance is a deeper fear, and she would rather witness the horror with her own eyes.

As long as they are in this space, they cannot avoid being polluted.

"Come here...Xiao Shen, come here..." Qianshou Ling called out tenderly, all his arms waving together like swaying seaweed.

Blood slowly seeped out from the corners of Shen Zhaoming's eyes, leaving two dark red trails on his pale cheeks.

His eyeballs seemed to be burning, but he didn't dare close them.

He saw his father sneaking into his grandfather's room and stealing the confidentiality contract with the seal still wet on it.

It was that contract that caused my grandfather to go bankrupt, suffer a heart attack, and almost pass out, forcing his mother to run around to make a living.

The more he watched, the angrier he became, and he hated his treacherous father.

The furtive silhouette of my father gradually merged with the wildly dancing arms.

He seemed to have returned to that moment in the past, his facial muscles stiffening into a sinister smile, "It's you who ruined everything."

Spiritual pollution often occurs inadvertently.

Shen Zhaoming was trapped in the quagmire of memories, with murderous intent steaming from every pore. Finally, he couldn't help it and rushed towards the mysterious spirit.

Lian Xinyi had already noticed that something was wrong with him and rushed over to hold him down, "Don't make trouble, buddy."

But he was just a rookie and couldn't suppress the crazy Shen Zhaoming.

Lei Qingya kneed Shen Zhaoming in the stomach, "You're fucking possessed."

Lian Xinyi took the opportunity to twist the wrist of the man holding the gun, "Wake up."

Shen Zhaoming couldn't hear anything and roared at the mysterious spirit.

Sally pursed her lips and gently clicked on Shen Zhaoming's mental anchor.

Shen Zhaoming's frantic expression gradually disappeared, replaced by a headache. He fell to the ground, covering his face. "I'm sorry, I lost my composure. It's all because of him."

"It's okay." Lian Xinyi patted his shoulder comfortingly.

Under Shen Zhaoming's torn collar, there was a cigarette scar on his collarbone, which was pressed by his "brother" who was two years younger than him.

He and Lei Qingya both knew Shen Zhaoming's past. In their circle, Shen Zhaoming was just a poor little guy.

The three of them tacitly agreed not to mention Director Shen.

Everyone knows that Director Shen spoiled his illegitimate son into a tyrant and nailed his eldest son to the pillar of shame, just like forging a Tang sword into a tickler for people's amusement.

Fortunately, he grew up and lived with his grandfather, and his life finally got better.

Su Ninglong didn't have time to gossip, so she sent them a text message.

[Inhale the fresh air through your nose and exhale smoke through your mouth…If you don’t have any thoughts, you will naturally understand the mysteries.]

It could be sent to them individually via text message, and they also understood that they couldn't read it out loud. Shen Zhaoming's eyes flickered, Lei Qingya touched his chin, and Lian Xinyi pointed at the first sentence and asked, "What does this mean?"

Sally read the words back and forth, as if she was reading a book written in heaven.

"Just remember it. This is the mnemonic."

Su Ninglong didn't explain anything. She wanted to know who among the three of them was more insightful.

If they gain something, will they enter the Qi Refining Stage like her, or will they directly possess a single special ability like Yun Fei and Wu Mo?

It's really worth looking forward to!

After all, she didn't use all the tools she refined herself, and she couldn't be a lone ranger in the future.

If you can order others to do the work, why do you have to do it yourself?

Old Ancestor Su’s way of lying down is different from others. She likes to learn more herself and then let others do more.

But now, let alone a capable younger brother, I don’t even have a caring nephew.

Xingyuan is her chief assistant and an elder. She cannot treat him like a slave, otherwise he will become alienated.

If none of the four could grasp it, then she would have to cast a wide net, just like she did in the bar.

The four of them wanted to ask something, but Su Ninglong sat down cross-legged and assumed a breathing posture.

Su Ninglong placed nine earrings on the ground.

The spatial fluctuations of the subspace are not much different from those of the real space. If we have to distinguish the difference, it must be that with the death of the monsters, the spiritual power has become thicker, and an ominous aura has swept over them.

Mental pollution invades further, and the ears are filled with inextinguishable whispers. It is not a sound, but a welling up from the bottom of the heart, directly pouring onto the nerve synapses, and is difficult to block out.

The Thousand-Handed Spirit observed for a while, and finally couldn't help but pounce on the Qiankun Shrine.

The surging "hand waves" carried foul-smelling mucus, making people's eyes go black.

Su Ninglong had a blank expression on her face. Through the previous rest and meditation, she had recovered her spiritual power. Victory or failure depended on this one move.

The knuckles overlapped to form a lotus seal, and all the spiritual power in the dantian was mobilized.

Nine earrings rose into the air and were arranged neatly.

The scattered hair from her bun floated in the spiritual flow, as if infused with some kind of divinity.

"The holy weapon can be used like this? So cool." Lian Xinyi also thought that he would have such a cool day.

The silly smile on my friend's face made him look like a pervert. Shen Zhaoming turned his face away. I can't see it, I can't see it, I can't see it...

At this moment, the sky and the forest suddenly became quiet, and a black curtain appeared above heads.

Lian Xinyi's face turned pale with fear. Recalling his previous experience, he tugged at his belt and asked, "Should we retreat?"

"The captain hasn't quit yet, why are you panicking?" The person who said this was Lei Qingya. Her voice was trembling. She had changed her role to a female. She thought that after she fainted, Su Ninglong would not let her expose herself again.

The torrent of arms rushed towards Su Ninglong, while the area of ​​the black screen continued to expand and the live broadcast was interrupted.

Looking at the black screen, the netizens watching the live broadcast stared blankly.

"Are they idiots? The sky is dark, yet they still refuse to leave."

"I actually encountered the real Black Sky on a live broadcast."

"Crap, have their brains been contaminated and turned into tofu dregs?"

"The black sky created by the subspace makes rescue more difficult. I wonder if three-star hunters will be dispatched."

Xing Yuan gritted his teeth. This brat had gone to such extremes under the cover of darkness that he would report her to Zou Shuyi. It would be best if she could whip her butt with a ruler.

Ling Fei calmly analyzed, "Don't worry. The secret spirit will consume energy when it opens the Black Sky Curtain. This is a good thing for those who are not doing their job properly."

She thought that Su Ninglong might have been waiting for this moment.

There is a certain tacit understanding between the minds of smart people.

This is what Su Ninglong thought. If she could meet the Black Sky Curtain, that would be great, but if she couldn’t, she wouldn’t force it.

Secret spirits that have not touched humans for a long time will be eager to contact humans.

But the simulated environment provided by Zhisuan No. 1 was too real. It was trapped here and could only follow the established procedures.

So when people come, they are first attracted by the giant monster and then see these little creatures.

At the moment when the black sky completely descended, the earrings burst out with dazzling light and hovered three inches in front of Su Ninglong.

The ice-blue earrings formed star tracks in front of Su Ninglong and spontaneously formed a ring.

The Thousand-Handed Spirit climbed up to them, and its mucus dripped onto the edge of Su Ninglong's boots. Even Xin Yi and the others took two steps back. It was not because they did not trust Su Ninglong, but because the Thousand-Handed Spirit was too smelly.

It stinks like three-hundred-year-old canned herrings doused in corpse oil.

Su Ninglong remained motionless, like an ancient stone, standing firm.

The monster's figure was reflected in her eyes, and her hands trembled slightly as she watched it up close.

It seemed like a glance that lasted for a thousand years. All the familiar people seemed to be drifting away, leaving her with loneliness alone.

Su Ninglong pursed her lips. It was not like she had never experienced this before.

The people around you grow old, get sick, and die one by one, and some even pass away unexpectedly. These are all psychological barriers that cultivators must overcome.

Time is like a calamity, and every calamity can help her grow and reach the peak.

If it happens again, she has nothing to fear.

The nine light blue rays split into eighty-one beams, interweaving into a web that covered the entire carriage.

A chaotic roar came from Qianshou Ling's body, and the impact of the sound shattered all the glass.

Thousands of arms exploded at the same time, colliding with the light net, exploding into green flames.
All the spiritual power was poured into the earrings, and the Diting totem inside the earrings opened its pupils at the same time.

The nine earrings turned into light needles as thin as hair, "all things return to their true nature".

The light needle slid along the gap between the Thousand Hands Spirit's arms and pierced its center area.

Everything was silent and the mumbling stopped.

Qianshou Ling's stiff body began to peel off layer by layer, and the fragments that fell to the ground turned into clear water when they touched the blue light of the earring.

Su Ninglong caught the earring that flew back. White mist rose from the ruins and the black sky shattered.

She took a deep breath and suppressed her shaking dantian.

I told them, "Meditate and think of my mantra in your mind."

The four of them came back to their senses from their shock and sat down as they were told. Although they didn't know what to do, since Master Su said they should do it, they did it.

Before the black sky completely dissipated, a string of golden characters came into view.

【Congratulations! 】

Who is this!

After Su Ninglong learned about the simulator, he was always curious about where this string of golden fonts came from.

Before, she thought that it was Zhisuan No. 1 who invaded the Black Sky Curtain to guide her, but now it seems that it was not the case.

The golden subtitles said congratulations and then disappeared, as if they came specifically to show their presence.

Under the impact of the spiritual power tide, Su Ninglong allowed himself to indulge in it.

Before this, she had absorbed spiritual power in a hurry and did not savor the benefits of pure spiritual power.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there is a saying that before building the foundation, being in an environment with rich spiritual power can help one refine the body, use spiritual power to temper the muscles and bones, and go further in the future.

Su Ninglong, who came from a poor family, had never had the opportunity to experience the cleansing power of clear spring water, but now he can try it.

The spiritual power spirals and compresses into the body, flushing the body with rich spiritual energy.

Five minutes later, Su Ninglong and others were kicked out of the simulator.

Su Ninglong was very angry.

She wasn't angry that Zhisuan No. 1 kicked her out, but she had really tempered her muscles and bones and succeeded.

However, she discovered that the spiritual energy in her Dantian was also compressed. With this compression, her spiritual energy that was full of the seventh level of Qi Refining Stage returned to the fifth level of Qi Refining Stage.

Oh my god! This means that the spiritual energy she absorbs will be compressed in the future, and it will be a long time before she can enter the foundation-building stage.

Xing Yuan originally had a dark face and wanted to scold Su Ninglong.

But you can see that the little girl's alopecia areata on the top of her head is drooping limply, and her eyelashes are stained with tears.

He had no choice but to gently hand over a tissue to wipe her sweat, "Are you being bullied?"

"No."

"Did you bump into something?" Xing Yuan completely forgot that he was going to call someone to task.

Su Ninglong hugged Xingyuan's thighs and said, "I want spicy chicken tonight. I want spicy chicken that's so spicy it'll make me cry."

No matter how great the grievance is, it can be eliminated by a delicious meal.

Xingyuan: "..."

Xing Yuan was at a loss whether to laugh or cry and picked her up, only to remember that this guy was in the simulator and looked like an adult, so he would not be bullied so easily.

"I'm so tired. Taking care of the chickens is more difficult than cleaning the sheep pen." Su Ninglong rested his elbow on Xing Yuan's shoulder, supporting his chin with his eyelids half closed.

Entering the simulator and going through the dungeon is not only mentally tiring, but also physically exhausting, which is not much different from containing a secret spirit in reality.

However, after this battle, she also understood the ability of the earrings.

With the nine earrings and all her spiritual energy, she could barely kill a one-star secret spirit. However, she had to lure out the spirit's true form, otherwise it would be in vain.

"Yes, yes, you are the best!"

Xing Yuan's voice was filled with the doting of an old father, and he pinched her soft cheeks with his slender fingers. "You can't eat anything too spicy, your stomach won't be able to handle it. How about making some mushroom soup for you tonight?"

"Yeah." Su Ninglong nodded happily. Assistant Xing was so nice. "Brother Yuan, I will work hard. Tonight I will teach you how to meditate and absorb spiritual energy. I will make sure you become my chief steward for the next few hundred years."

Okay, don’t mention it. His temples swell up when he mentions this.

As a new dad, he thought he still had several years to accumulate knowledge and practice.

As a result, the little girl who took the initiative to take over had all kinds of tricks to make trouble for others.

Immediately afterwards, Xingyuan heard the request he least wanted to hear.

"Brother Yuan, I want to know what happened on the luxury sightseeing train. What was the carrier? Did the conductor escape? Can you find out?"

Xing Yuan sighed, "Looks like I can only buy half a chicken. I don't have time to cook it."

"No, I want one. My stomach can hold a cow, and half a chicken is just enough to fill my teeth. There's no need to rush to retrieve this information." The two lumps of baby fat on Su Ninglong's face trembled up and down, and he looked serious, as if he was talking about an interstellar event.

Ling Fei also wanted to find Su Ninglong, but after Su Ninglong's copy was over, she was pulled away by other researchers.

It's been almost two hours, and slacking off for a while is already the limit.

"Wuwuwu..." The tragic thing was that even though she was the top brother on the list, she couldn't make Su Ninglong remember her.

Su Ninglong's mind is now full of food. She is so hungry that she wants to bite her fingers. She has no time to pay attention to how many points she has.