Open a Clinic to Cultivate Myself

For the first time, Shenzhou stopped in the cracks in the space, and let the nine-masted sailing boat glide inertia in the cracks in the space. But even if you are coasting with inertia, you can't see any specific planet or nebula outside the window. It is still a colorful streamer.

In a cabin, Ning Tao asked Lang Xianghun: "Xianghun, what race do you want?"

It's time to create people, and the relevant requirements must be clearly asked. This is a matter of life for others. They cannot be made casually, let alone perfunctory.

Lang Xianghun was a little nervous: "Even the race can choose?"

Ning Tao nodded his head, such as several treasures: "There are many races in the world and the immortal world, such as the earth people on the earth. The earth people are also divided into yellow, white and black. I am, I am a yellow . "

"Which person looks good?" Lang Xianghun asked.

Ning Tao smiled: "Of course it's the yellow race. Do you want to be a human?"

Lang Xianghun thought for a moment: "Then I will be a earth person, and I will also be a yellow person, my god, please make me a yellow person."

"Then you want to be a man or a woman?" Ning Tao asked again.

Lang Xianghun pouted and smiled: "I was originally a woman, of course I want to be a woman."

Ning Tao said with a smile: "I thought you wanted to try to be a man, so I asked you."

Lang Xianghun's voice suddenly became weaker: "If I were a man, how could I serve my god?"

Is this sentence blasphemy?

However, the other high priests also made sense.

She had dedicated her everything to her **** long ago. When she becomes a real living person, she will definitely dedicate everything to her god. If she becomes a man, what will she give to her? God?

My god, do you smell the scent of golden chrysanthemum?

This picture is a bit inappropriate.

Besides, she's a woman's soul that fits into a man's body, and she is not suitable for herself.

People who are used to squatting are only comfortable when squatting. They must not be uncomfortable or uncomfortable standing.

The atmosphere is a little awkward because of gender questions and answers.

Ning Tao coughed, "Would you like to look like this now, or do you want to change something?"

"My god, do I look good now?" Lang Xianghun asked.

Ning Tao held her and smiled, "You look so good now."

Lang Xianghun said: "But it has become a habit for a long time. There is no freshness. I want a new look. My god, what is the most beautiful woman in your mind?"

Ning Tao smiled: "The most beautiful look in my mind? I don't have a specific standard, so let me show you a few, choose one, and I will make you look like that."

"Well." Lang Xianghun's eyes were full of expectations.

Ning Tao's mind flashed like a woman, a lot of what he had seen and imagined, such as who was Yang Yuhuan in the past, and he thought of Xi Shi, but he had n’t seen it, It must be the most beautiful, or it won't occupy the top four beauty list for thousands of years. How many modern beauties can be compared with their old-fashioned beauties?

Long Xianghun looked at Ning Tao with a smile.

Women are very clever, and men are unknowingly taken to the rhythm.

It doesn't matter what I look like. What matters is what you like.

You made me look like you, don't you fall in love as soon as I was born?

Ning Tao had no idea after thinking about it, he simply moved the image in his brain into the cabin, and formed a holographic image with the power of nature, surrounding him

And Lang Xianghun stood in a circle.

All of them are long-legged beauties, ancient and modern. Yang Yuhuan is among them, and Marilyn Monroe is among them. One is more beautiful than the other, dazzling.

"Xianghun, choose one yourself." Ning Tao said, he was too lazy to think about what kind of woman he liked. It's true, he is not a woman himself.

Lang Xianghun watched one after another, stopped in front of Marilyn Monroe, stopped in front of Nishi Tao's imagination, and finally stood in front of Yang Yuhuan.

"My god, this woman looks good. You make me look like her." Lang Xianghun said.

Ning Tao laughed: "You really have a vision. She is one of the four most famous beauties in the Chinese civilization of the earth. She is a distinguished woman. Her name is Yang Yuhuan, and she is also called Yang Guifei."

Lang Xianghun said: "I don't want the name, I want her."

Ning Tao straightforwardly said, "OK, let's start now."

He released a lot of spirits from the sunburst gourd, the fairy land, the **** mountain.

Lang Xianghun said, "My God, can you make this place bigger?"

She pointed to the parallel symmetry of Yang Yuhuan.

Ning Tao glanced at it, and said, "The concubine is already big enough. Are you still big?"

Lang Xianghun looked a little embarrassed: "Just a little bigger."

My **** has been serving me for so long. What kind of hobbies and requirements does my **** have? She knows it well, but some details of my **** are not clear.

"Okay, is that one centimeter larger?"

"How big is a centimeter?" Lang Xianghun asked, apparently the size of the earth did not spread to the mountain.

Ning Tao gave her **** to give her a comparison: "So big."

"Then I want three centimeters," Lang Xianghun said.

"Okay." Ning Tao responded lightly, but she was thinking, three centimeters, is it appropriate? If it ’s too big, it ’s appropriate to be stared everywhere.

Lang Xianghun pointed at Yang Yuhuan's waist again and said, "Be thin here. Well, just three centimeters is fine."

This time, she mastered the dimensions herself.

Then she pointed at Yang Yuhuan's buttocks: "This place is five centimeters high."

Ning Tao froze slightly: "Well, will there be more five centimeters?"

Lang Xianghun pouted and smiled: "Shockproof."

Ning Tao: "?"

Lang Xianghun followed and pointed at Yang Yuhuan's leg and said, "The leg should be ten centimeters longer."

Ning Tao glanced: "OK."

The height of the ancients was low, and Yang Yuhuan's legs were not very long. Adding ten centimeters would be a pair of peerless legs. Based on Lang Xianghun's rectification requirements, Ning Tao has not yet created it. He himself feels that he must be a super beauty. Even if Yang Yuhuan saw it, he had to worship her prosperous beauty and proud body.

Ning Tao thought that Lang Xianghun had so many requirements. He withdrew the other images, leaving only Yang Yuhuan, and he also deliberately modified Yang Yuhuan's holographic image according to Lang Xianghun's rectification opinions. Three, three, three, five, ten long, really beautiful.

But when he lit the fire of God and prepared to create human beings, Lang Xianghun said again, "My God, slow."

Ning Tao said, "What more do you want?"

Lang Xianghun opened his mouth, but didn't say what he wanted to say.

Ning Tao said curiously: "I'm enchanted here, others can't see or hear, you can just say anything."

Lang Xianghun hesitated for a moment, reached Ning Tao's ear, and muttered a word: "My God

,I think……"

Ning Tao stayed.

Long Xianghun backed away, flushed, and dared not look at Ning Tao.

Ning Tao's face was also a bit red, and she thought about the feasibility of this last rectification request.

There was an atmosphere of silence in the cabin, and there was an embarrassing factor in the silence.

"My god, okay?" Lang Xianghun finally raised his head and looked at Ning Tao, his eyes glaring.

"OK." Ning Tao nodded and agreed.

People are for him, with good intentions. How could he be so embarrassed not to meet her little requirement?

Long Xianghun showed a sweet smile, so happy.

Ning Tao said, "You lie down and shape your soul body into what you want, and then I will start making people."

"Um." Lang Xianghun responded obediently, then lay down, holding the holographic image of Yang Yuhuan, while changing the appearance of the soul body.

Lang Xianghun wasn't in place, and Ning Tao corrected himself: "It's a little taller here, yes, so there are only three centimeters."

Adjustment is complete.

Ning Tao shot a creator's seal on the soul body of Lang Xianghun, and then activated. His divine thought controls the creator, and he touches the spiritual material on the earth, decomposes it with the divine fire, and injects the energy of the five elements into the seal of the creator. The creator also shapes the human body according to his mind.

For Ning Tao, the creation with a soul is even simpler than pinching a noodle.

However, the soul cannot be created, even if it is a creator like him, he cannot create a person with a soul.

The energy of various spiritual materials, the energy of the five elements, and the energy in this fissure in the space continue to pour into the Creator's seal, which is then transformed into real flesh, bones, and **** crystals. Shenzhou is a brain cell.

Those who use these high-level energies and full of spiritual energies are definitely cultivating geniuses. Although Lang Xianghun has to start from the beginning, her journey of cultivating is undoubtedly a golden avenue. After all, this is the way the super **** gave her.

In fact, Ning Tao made this enhanced version of Yang Yuhuan. The difficult part was the discussion before the hands-on. It was quite simple to build it.

Gold flashes.

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A small, cute nose was printed.

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A rosy and charming cherry lips print out.

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The crane-like neck is printed.

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Left and right are printed at the same time.

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Standard A4 waist prints out.

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Long legs print out.

Wait, it seems like something was forgotten.

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For a while, a big beauty finished printing.

The entire printing process, combined with the soul of Lang Xiang soul, is 100% consistent, without any flaws.

Long Xianghun hasn't awoken yet, her consciousness is still in chaos until her **** wakes her up.

Looking at the enhanced version of Yang Yuhuan that he created, Ning Tao's eyes were a little straight, and he looked for a while before he came out with a sigh, "Oh, what a goblin I have made, I live long."

A trace of forging power was injected into Long Xianghun's body.

The eternal beauty opened her eyes, and her eyes seemed to be charged.

"My God, please light up for me," said the eternal beauty.

Ning Tao: "..."