As the ridge away from the tactic, all the force is transformed into extremely yin, which pushes the fossil magic to run slowly, and the cold of the cold jade bed slowly enters Zhang Pingti.
With the help of this cold jade bed, Zhang Pingka finally made a little progress at the top of the first floor.
With the continuous progress of Zhang Ping’s fossil magic, Zhang Ping feels that a little bit of cold mixed with the extremely cold force emitted by the cold jade bed will strengthen his body more and more indestructible.
After a night’s practice, Zhang Pingxin roughly estimated that in less than seven days, his fossil magic should be able to break through to the ninth floor of the body.
The next morning, after breakfast, Zhang Ping was trying to cultivate fossil magic. Suddenly, there was a small crack in Shimen.
Then Zhang Ping accepted the fossil magic and saw a small round head suddenly sticking out from the crack of the door.
Then Zhang Ping saw a little girl in white who was three or four years old suddenly rushed out from the crack of the door. Maybe she rushed too fast and just got into the room without two steps, so she called herself a big fall.
Later, when Zhang Ping saw the little girl "wow", she sat on the ground crying and crying to cooperate with this spacious room, as if Zhang Ping had done something heinous.
Seeing this, Zhang Ping quickly jumped into the cold jade bed and came to the little girl’s side. After lighting the painful veins in her knees, she put on an affable smile and coaxed the little girl: "Little friend, don’t cry, don’t cry. What are you doing here?" Can you tell your brother first? "
The little girl was touched by Zhang Ping’s blood, and the pain disappeared. Later, she also cried and cried. At this time, after listening to Zhang Ping’s question, she raised her pear flower with rain and looked at Zhang Ping. Later, she seemed to forget that she should continue to cry. After thinking about it, she said to Grandma Zhang Ping, "Sister Shi said that there are delicious jujube cakes here, and Dragon came in to find them when she was hungry."
Then Zhang Ping looked at her as if she were full of little stars, big eyes and faint saliva at the corner of her mouth. She couldn’t help but sigh: "Don’t eat a pack face in the future when you are so young."
Then Zhang Ping touched her little head and said to her, "It turns out that Dragon wants to eat jujube cakes. Wait for me to get them for you."
Then Zhang Ping came back to the baggage place and took out a large piece of jujube cake. He came over and handed it to the dragon girl, saying, "Be careful when eating, dragon girl, and don’t choke yourself."
The dragon girl took the big piece of jujube cake, first opened a small mouth of her own blood basin and took a heavy bite in the face. Maybe she felt that the jujube cake really tasted like the shape of the teacher elder sister Li Mochou. Then she frowned and said to Zhang Ping, "Delicious dragon is gone, and I will come to you when the dragon jujube cake is finished."
Then the dragon girl skipped out of the room with jujube cake on her legs.
Zhang Ping looked at the little girl from her back, but there was a word in her mind. According to Zhang Ping’s memory fragment, Li Mochou’s school sister should be a slim and beautiful figure when she grows up. beautiful and elegant looks cold and indifferent. According to this little girl’s appetite and personality, is there something wrong with her memory fragment?
But I can’t think for a moment. Zhang Ping simply doesn’t want to continue thinking, but goes back to the cold jade bed to continue practicing this fossil magic.
In the next five days, the two girls, Long Er and Mochow, always came from time to time to snatch all kinds of food from Zhang Ping’s baggage. Fortunately, Zhang Ping prepared a lot of food at that time, and the amount they snatched each time was not much, so Zhang Ping was not afraid that he had no food.
But that dragon girl is not only a snack, but also a little cute. Today, when she came in to turn over the baggage as usual, she found a bottle of medicinal wine.
She saw that Zhang Ping was practicing in the cold jade bed, and she was curious, so she hit the bottle "glug" and took a long drink. Then the spicy medicinal liquor instantly topped her voice and smoked, and all the medicinal liquor was sprayed out by her.
Then Zhang Ping, who was sitting on the cold jade bed, burst into laughter, and the little dragon girl saw this anger. She kept stuffing cakes and cooked food in Zhang Ping’s bag into her arms while pouting, muttering, "Dead guy, smelly guy tricked Dragon into drinking such terrible things, which made Dragon angry. Dragon will eat up your delicious food."
Then there was nothing more in her arms, and Miss Dragon gave Zhang Ping a big supercilious look, followed by a handsome turn and a fierce fall to the ground.
Seeing this, Zhang Ping didn’t dare to continue laughing. Instead, he rushed to the little dragon girl to help her order the pain-relieving veins and said to her, "Dragon doesn’t cry, come and see if it doesn’t hurt now."
The little dragon girl has just recovered from the feeling of falling and dizziness, and the pain has disappeared. It should be nothing. I don’t know that when the little girl looks up and sees that she has worked so hard to search for her own food and scattered it all over the floor, she suddenly screams and cries: "Dragon’s jujube cake, dragon’s sauce meat, dragon’s egg silk crisp dragon …"
When Zhang Ping saw this, he quickly flew over and brought a lot of shriveled baggage to himself. He carried out more food in a pile, wrapped a piece of original wrapped sauce meat cloth into a small baggage and handed it to the little girl Long Er, saying, "Long Er doesn’t cry. Look here, it’s delicious. You can take it."
Dragon son looked at the baggage at this time and looked at his original scattered food. He felt that the weight of food in the baggage was much heavier, and his eyebrows smiled.
She then turned her back on Zhang Ping and said, "Well, Dragon’s gone, and I’ll come to play with you after eating these dragons." Then she disappeared into the room with her baggage on her back.
Zhang Ping looked at her from the back and estimated that these foods were enough for her to eat for a while, and then set up a simple machine in the room.
Later, Zhang Ping returned to Hanyu Bed to silently transport the fossil magic and prepared to break through the ninth floor in one fell swoop.
As time goes by, the cold jade bed is flat, and at this time, the skin slowly becomes jade white.
After about six or seven hours, Zhang Ping’s skin has turned jade white, and then there is no shocking whistling, no special scenery, and Zhang Ping’s eyes are faintly open.
Zhang Ping then shook his fists and murmured, "The ninth floor of fossil magic is very good …"
Then two days later, the little girl’s little head was exposed from the crack of the door again, but this time the cold jade bed was like this, and she took a closer look at the whole room and there was no one in it.
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Then she hurried into the room and saw a piece of square cloth with a small pile of food and two letters beside it.
At this time, the little dragon girl rushed out and shouted, "Master, sister and mother-in-law, come quickly. My delicious brother is gone."
Later, the plain clothes beauty, Li Mochou and an ugly-faced woman rushed in, and the plain clothes beauty typed the first letter. The letter said: The sacred jade bed is very grateful. The sarcophagus has the remnants of the Jiuyin Sutra left by the real Chongyang, and a piece of the Jiuyin claw is given to Mochow girl. A package of food is attached to another letter. Dragon girl is here. I don’t know goodbye. Take care of you.
Purple Blood Demon Road Zhang Pingliu
After the plain clothes beauty finished reading the letter, Li Mochou picked up Zhang Pingliu’s letter and couldn’t stop rubbing it, while the little dragon girl happily took a bag of food for herself in the plain clothes beauty, and then put it away as if Zhang Pingliu had never appeared.
Chapter DiYiWuWu Work into nine turns
It turned out that when Zhang Ping’s soul was out of body to explore the situation of the ancient tomb, he found a hidden machine at the bottom of the sarcophagus of the ancient tomb, and then Zhang Ping gave it back to the ancient tomb school.
Yu Mengmeng Dragon Girl herself wrote the general outline of Jiuyin Zhenjing and Daizong in the bag of food cloth. If this cloth meets water vapor, it will show up. Yu Longer Girl has a chance, but she still depends on God’s will.
Zhang Ping hired a boat from Zhongnanshan for a day and went all the way to the south, blowing a little bit of water vapor. Zhang Ping passed by a gorge and suddenly roared: "My purple blood demon road is back …"
Tiezhangbang is the largest gang in the south of Jingxiang at this time, which is located in Tiezhangfeng, south of Jingxiang. Because of its leader Tiezhangbang, Shui Piao and Qiu Qianren are good at Tiezhangbang and make great efforts to achieve success in these years.
On the same day, after Zhang Ping killed Ouyang Feng, the three men joined hands to retreat from the Qiu Qianren court. After some discussion, the two servants decided to catch Zhang Ping’s apprentice Guo Jing, and Zhang Ping was not shallow. Huang Rong made him get the boat.
I didn’t know that when I arrested Guo Jing, I met Hong Qigong, a beggar in the north, and when I arrested Huang Rong, I met Zhou Botong, an old urchin. The last two people were not caught, but Huang Rong was slapped by Qiu Qianren at the last moment and finally rescued by Zhou Botong, an old urchin.
Qiu Qianren Naide returned to Tiezhang Sect to continue practicing martial arts to prevent Zhang Ping from taking revenge.
At this time, the iron palm helped a large furnace in a five-stone house burn red charcoal and boil a steaming wok. Two children in black next to the wok pushed and pulled the bellows hard and another shovel stir-fried the contents of the wok, which seemed to be iron sand.
An old man sat cross-legged in front of the pot with his eyes closed, and slowly vomited and took a deep breath into the pot. The old man was wearing a yellow shirt and it was Qiu Qianren.
See him breathe for a while, and then hands in the air’s ten fingers are slightly steaming, and suddenly he gets up with his hands * * in the wok, and the bellows child is full of sweat, and at this time he is pulling.
Qiu Qianren endured the heat and let his palms be tempered in the iron sand for a good moment. Then he pulled out his palm and returned it. He hit the palm hanging in half a small cloth bag and it sounded very loud, but the cloth bag did not move at all.