MTL - Celestial Immortal-Chapter 87 You can't learn
Chapter 87 You Can’t Learn
The so-called internal refining of the gods, that is, "use the **** of my life, call the **** of nothingness, and use my own qi to unite with the **** of emptiness".
Essentially, the gods will be transformed by their own primordial spirit, vitality summoning and congenital chaos, and through "visualization" and "remembering", some of the magical powers of the true gods in the sky will be obtained.
Therefore, the stronger the mage’s own Taoism cultivation base, the stronger the inner refining **** general.
After swallowing the "Holy Yuan Miao Pill", Chu Chen's mana rose greatly, and the summoned Marshal of Heaven and Earth became stronger.
Maybe others can’t see it, but he himself can clearly feel it.
Lin Miaoyin Yingying Li:
"Brother Chu, I heard Qingying say that you have just entered the product, and you and I will discuss and decide the winner within a fragrant fragrance. What do you think?"
Chu Chen understood what the little Daogu was saying.
To put it bluntly, what they mean is that you have just entered the product, and the mana in your body is probably not enough, and it is not "long-lasting". If you drag to win with the "dragging tactics", she will not be able to win.
The truth is indeed the truth.
It's just that Chu Chenye doesn't like to listen.
How can you doubt that he is not durable enough!
"Kill him, why a stick of incense!"
The marshal of the Heavenly Emperor Diguan waved the Azure Dragon Yanyue Knife, and a pair of pill and phoenix eyes looked at the **** general Bi Tianjun.
Bi Tianjun in the golden armor and soap clothes is majestic and majestic, but unfortunately, this will not be able to speak. Facing the provocation of Guan Yunchang, he just looked angry.
It is indeed Guan Yunchang!
Domineering!
Chu Chen felt a lot of face.
Little Daogu Lin Miaoyin sighed in her heart. Now, she finally knew where her **** would be lacking.
On "spirituality", there is no comparison between the two sides.
"Please!"
As the two lit a piece of incense, the battle between the two gods broke out in an instant.
The Marshal of Tian Yu Di Guan Yiqi took the lead, turned into a red sword, and took the lead in the trouble.
The great **** of Yin Lei, Bi Tianjun, stepped on the thunder light, and the speed was surprisingly fast. When the knife was approaching, while moving and avoiding, the thunder talisman in his right hand flashed with blue light, and a thin arm of thunder struck back.
The **** Guan Yunchang drew a knife, and thunder split his head.
Immediately afterwards, there was another backhand blow!
This knife is magnificent, a cyan dragon shadow swept through the sky, and the dragon roared in the air.
God general Bi Tianjun's supernatural level is far inferior, but his fighting instinct is not bad. Knowing that this knife has no room to move, there is no way to hide, so the iron chain in his left hand rolled thunderously in the blink of an eye, making a "zittering" sound.
The huge iron chain swelled in the wind, turned into a thunderous python, a twisted body, entangled the blue dragon shadow transformed by the blue dragon Yanyue knife, and resisted this fierce and swift knife.
Furthermore, the **** general Bi Tianjun raised his right hand, and thunderbolt thunderbolt out several thunderbolts in his hand, and fought back fiercely.
"Boom!"
The thunder is loud and deafening!
"Well done!"
Not far away, little Taoist Lin Miaoyin was quite excited to see this scene.
My own **** will finally start to fight back.
However, her happiness did not last long.
"Small carving skills, dare to show off!"
The **** general Guan Yun made a cold snort, and the cyan dragon shadow was divided into many, turning into countless sword auras, pouring out like a violent storm.
Half slashed towards the thunder, extinguishing the thunder.
On the other side, vent to the **** Bi Tianjun.
"Shoo, hoo!"
God commander Bi Tianjun suffered a few more stab wounds in an instant. Although it was not fatal, his momentum suddenly vented.
On the other hand, the **** general Guan Yunchang, his aura became more and more prosperous, his sword in his hand sank vigorously, and he was hitting his head.
The figure of God General Bi Tianjun flashed.
"Huhuhu!"
The wind is strong and the clouds are growing.
God plunged Bi Tianjun into the mist and disappeared.
At the beginning, Chu Chen and Lin Miaoyin thought that Bi Tianjun was using powerful spells and magical powers.
As a result, after the **** Guan Yunchang chased into the mist, there was no fierce battle between the two sides.
One to chase, one to run.
A good fight against each other, it turned into a peekaboo game.
God general Bi Tianjun has no desire to fight at all.
Seeing this scene, Chu Chen and Lin Miaoyin were taken aback, a little dumbfounded.
This **** general is too timid.
Compared with each other, there is no reason to hide and not fight?
Lin Miaoyin’s cheeks are slightly hot, and her head can't help but bury her head slightly.
Her **** general, Bi Tianjun, is able to face weaker opponents with ease. Once faced with a strong enemy and injured, it instinctively wants to protect itself and dare not confront the enemy head-on.
Shameful.
The temperament and behavior of the inner refining generals have nothing to do with the true gods and immortals in the sky, but are closely related to the "mage" who refining the generals.
God generals are not only the master's soul and vitality, but also the embodiment of temperament and will.
The main reason for the performance of God General Bi Tianjun on the battlefield was her own.
Chu Chen also faintly realized this.
It’s no wonder that this little Taoist aunt’s inheritance, aptitude, talent, and Taoist cultivation are not bad. After years of intensive cultivation, the inner refiner has never been able to be promoted to the top grade.
"Hehe~Sister Lin, you **** will be quite spiritual."
Chu Chen coughed and commented on "High EQ".
Speaking of which, this **** will indeed have "spirituality", and ordinary gods will not be "peek-a-boo".
Lin Miaoyin suddenly made a big red face, and buried her head lower.
As a stick of incense is nearly finished, the battle is finally over.
God Guan Yunchang saw the place where Bi Tianjun was hiding, and slashed him down. The divine general Bi Tianjun was severely wounded, his body collapsed, turned into a red "Xiang", and returned to the body of the little Taoist Lin Miaoyin.
The little Taoist grunted, her bright red face paled instantly.
God will be transformed by the master’s soul and vitality summoning the innate qi. The **** will be injured, and it will not be easy to be a master.
"Thank you, Brother Chu."
Lin Miaoyin forcibly endured her discomfort and gave a graceful bow.
"You are welcome, Junior Sister Lin, refining the gods inside will not happen overnight, take your time."
Chu Chen let out a relief.
"Well, I have to trouble Brother Chu next time."
"There is nothing to trouble me, Princess Qingying also helped me, this is a small favor, it should be."
After the competition, the two returned to the city one after another.
Lin Miaoyin was injured, so he called out the soldiers and horses in the urn, and the sedan chair was carried by the Yin soldiers to send her back to the city.
Chu Chen rode a flying horse, and followed him all the way to protect him. After sending him into the city, he left.
After eating a bowl of noodles on the side of the road, he returned home leisurely.
On the road, Huang Fugui suddenly jumped out with an urgent expression.
"Brother Chu, Brother Chu, how do you make money? Hurry up and teach my brother!"
Huang Fugui is also very poor, and very poor.
Chu Chen smiled, waved his hand, and said: "No need to ask, you can't learn it."
Huang Fugui was taken aback, and touched his head in a naive manner:
"What the **** are you doing? I just waited for you at the gate of the city and saw it."
"The little Daogu's face was pale, her hands were touching her chest and abdomen, she looked pitiful, I went to ask my uncle, and he said that I don't need to think about it, I can't eat this bite of food."
"I asked him, what kind of food is this, why can't I eat it."
"He said, I can only eat hard and dry rice, and I can't eat soft rice for the rest of my life."
"Brother Chu, what do you mean?"
Chu Chen was speechless for a while.
MMP, Huang Laomei, who is not serious, is there such a choreographer?
(End of this chapter)
