Chapter 269: The Sun-Gazing Method

Buddhist cultivation techniques inherently suppress desires and demonic tendencies.

The Eighteen Phases of Great Arhat, though merely a body-refining art, also possesses this effect.

Just now, it was a foul entity—one glance stirred Shen Siyuan's desires and evil thoughts, nearly robbing him of reason.

Fortunately, he ran fast—or rather, Duo Duo ran fast.

Seeing Shen Siyuan open his eyes, Duo Duo, who had been crouching nearby with a worried expression,

And when she casually glanced at Jiang Han, she saw the same shock in his eyes—she instantly understood he had noticed too.

Strange as it may seem, perhaps Ye Ning really held the child poorly; once the woman picked it up, the child stopped crying as much.

But the problem now is that his last meeting with Lian Yufeng was only a few months ago.

The only pity is he couldn't see Jiang Han's expression—he imagined what Jiang Han's face must have looked like.

Eleanor watched the retreating backs of Zhang Hua and Yadi, her right hand cradling her left hand against her abdomen, bathed in sunlight.

The sensation of nourishment to body and soul upon entering that portal made the 650, 00 credits spent utterly worth it.

With no choice, Shen Lingfeng refused to let go, and Tong Xinya's gaze began to wander; Song Duan couldn't care less—he reached out with his other hand and shoved Tang Yuyan hard, sending her stumbling aside.

In the car, Yu Han kept trying to look over at him, hoping the car would break down on the road so they could stay together a little longer.

For this matter, they were scolded by the old man, who said such things were just for amusement—why make such a big fuss? For a while, police officers could be seen everywhere on the streets of Y City.

The Qingfeng Sect Master frowned deeply, inwardly relieved—what did it mean that so many disciples had been expelled by their protective talismans?

Zi Yu had long been an elder at Nangong Tian's side; even a single glance carried considerable weight.

But if Lin the Master knew, he'd surely say: "You're overthinking this—I've only just received the test results."

"No no no, I can't take Shi Qi's punches—I'm too frail!" Nangong Tian turned his head away, smirking unethically, and successfully pinched the meatball with his chopsticks.

To him, this Lin the Master was truly miraculous—so miraculous he felt almost excited.

The reporters had waited outside for a long time; as soon as they heard Lin the Master had come to the school, they rushed over immediately.

The Hunting Chronicle acknowledges only the most prominent abilities; those not displayed don't mean they're absent from Roger. Hearing he could learn magic, Roger became curious about another question.

She only now realized that despite his growing aura, her brother's heart remained as soft as ever.

Now that she heard it, everything suddenly became clear—but it was still useless, as she still hadn't thought of a cure.

Strange as it may be, with her abilities, finding the Third Princess shouldn't be difficult—but she never bothered to look, instead taking out her frustration on irrelevant people. Fortunately, she only injured them, never killed—this left everyone helpless.

Jiang Xinyu's kissing skills were far from skilled, and she couldn't handle Nangong Tian; soon her lips went numb.

The deep-seated rural inferiority and unease had vanished entirely, replaced by an air of proud, radiant confidence.

Chen Bufan smiled joyfully, his figure suddenly soaring upward, standing like a titan who had split heaven and earth, gazing down upon the entire universe.

Both left the Lonnia Military Academy's viewing area; other academies glanced once and paid no further attention, but the Imperial Military Academy's instructor closely watched them until they disappeared from sight.