Chapter 92: Transforming into an Auspicious Deer to Herd the Spring Marsh, the True Person Who Binds the Dragon Coils Among the Clou

Mu Chunze cultivated the Wood Spirit Demon-Grasping Qi from the Five Spirits Demon-Grasping Qi during his Qi Refining stage.

Compared to the Five-Color Purple Mist Qi, which requires decades of slow Qi gathering to form, and the Five-Tone Earth Vein Qi, which demands massive resources to rapidly boost cultivation, the Five Spirits Demon-Grasping Qi offers fast cultivation speed and low resource consumption.

The only drawback is that cultivators must fight beastly demons to the death, thereby absorbing their essence and demonic power to transform them into spiritual Qi.

Therefore, Mu Chunze's

For others, attending school is a matter of course, following the proper steps; but for someone like Tian Liangliang, attending school is a struggle against heaven to change his fate, so naturally he studies with desperate intensity, passing the Level 4 exam in his sophomore year and now tackling Level 6.

"Take me to the company; I'll sleep for a while. Wake me when we arrive. After all that commotion just now, I'm a bit sleepy." After I finished speaking, I fell into a dreamland.

The two traveled to many places: the Qilin Tower, Golden Wind and Jade Dew, Zhangtai, Pingkang Ward, and finally mistakenly entered Zhuque Street, where imperial relatives and nobles lived, forming their own market; naturally, it was the most bustling among the many streets of Jingcheng.

"Do we really have to give up the ancestral estate left by father?" Han Sen sighed.

The Great Sun Battle Armor forging blueprint, as the system calls it, is not actually a sheet of paper, but a light-screen blueprint stored within the system, ready to be retrieved and viewed at any time.

And after learning of this method, how could he not know the consequences? Yet, driven by the desire in his heart, he still decided to give it a try.

On the eastern hillside outside Jingcheng, a silent army was stationed there, awaiting news from Jingcheng.

"Very well, very well. I'll taste it when I have time. Now we have business to attend to in the county town; we'll discuss matters upon our return." Kuang Dejun, seeing his excited expression, knew the navel orange flavor must have improved greatly compared to before.

As he spoke, a large expanse of gray rooftops came into view not far away; the transportation company's dormitory area had arrived.

A gaunt figure, draped in a tattered hemp robe, with a hole in his belly where flesh and skin were turned outward; yet the flesh was pale and devoid of blood, while the internal organs were black and withered.

She could not serve the same function as Huo Chenyan; indeed, she might even produce the opposite effect, after all, who would want to bring such a huge third wheel on a date?

The driver and bodyguard in the front row had trembling shoulders; who knows how much restraint they exerted to hold back their laughter.

Yin Zhuohua was successfully rendered speechless, and then she forgot to continue gossiping about Pei Jingshi and Yin Wenqing.

He had originally set a timer, intending to level up gradually by brewing medicinal soup, but unexpectedly, 3,000 points were added overnight.

Two knocks sounded on the dormitory door; instantly, every person's body stiffened, and their heartbeats seemed to slow by several beats.

"But you are not that destitute sailor Jules; you are the millionaire Jules!" Nixi said with a smile.

In the time period between X-Men 2 and X-Men 3, the status of mutants was an awkward identity that could not be brought to the table.

He was still holding a grudge over the five points deducted by the school when he previously ordered takeout; he hasn't regained them yet, so performing a program to get the points back is quite a worthwhile deal.

Just like that, a hundred days passed; Yun Feiyang had already adapted to one hundred times the gravity; for him, a hundred times gravity was as simple as eating and drinking.

With Liang Youyi's seniority and beauty, making a comeback abroad and remarrying someone who could stand on equal footing with her would not be difficult.

"Going home to pack; there are no flights to Haizhou today or tomorrow. They bought train tickets for this afternoon." Zhang Yong said as he walked to the door.

One of them possessed eyes infinitely sharp, like two swords; his complexion was Bai Xi, with golden hair cascading over his shoulders, brilliant as sunlight, extremely heroic.

I immediately swore a coarse oath, leaped onto the table, grabbed an unopened bottle of wine, and cracked open the head of that fat pig.