Predecessors all over the world

Yin Miaomiao remembered the troubles he encountered in Tianxun’s stone chamber, so he decided to strengthen his training in this area, that is, to use his spiritual sense to assist in the casting of spells.

When a monk casts spells, he will inevitably need the help of his spiritual consciousness. If this is not the case, how can he point to hit him? But not many people really value this. Yin Miaomiao will suddenly think of this, which is entirely a blessing for time travel.

If we can break out of the traditional thinking model and replace it with another way of thinking, then many things will become clear at a glance.

Fighting has many similarities with e-sports.

Cultivation is level, magic weapons are equipment, spiritual power is blue bars, experience is operation... Of course, monks are living people, life cannot be regarded as a game that can be resurrected, but if you only think about the things themselves, the distance of the game

The feeling can make people look at it more objectively.

The cultivator's fighting skills are affected by many factors, and it is not impossible to defeat the strong with the weak. Advanced equipment, rich experience, and abundant spiritual power can all enable low-level counterattacks to kill high-level.

Therefore, improving strength is not as simple as just improving cultivation. Not many monks can realize this, but all those who play games know that they cannot focus on upgrading. They also have to make equipment. Good equipment and high level is not omnipotent.

Rmb players have to kneel even if they meet the master of micro-fun.

Different thinking patterns are the most precious wealth of time travelers.

Yin Miaomiao transformed his existing situation into game data and quickly discovered his shortcomings.

She is an extremely Yin body. After leaving Zhuo Yu, her cultivation speed plummeted, so slowly that she crawled like a turtle. The cultivation speed was slow, and her spiritual power expanded her meridians slowly. There was no way to crush her with chakra like Naruto.

opponent.

If you can't improve your cultivation level, your spiritual power will be like that. If you don't have money to buy magic weapons, the only thing you can exercise is operation.

Suppose that releasing a fireball requires 10 points of spiritual power, and the accuracy is not high. Once the shot is lost, 10 points of spiritual power will be drifted, and a fireball will be condensed, and another 10 points of spiritual power will be consumed. However, if the spiritual consciousness is strong, the accuracy will be

If you are tall, can you save your spiritual power?

Similarly, if two fireballs attack twice and the hit rate is 10%, and the hit rate is controlled at the same time, the hit rate will double?

Yin Miaomiao thought about this question clearly and knew that the route she was going to take in the battle was to increase her hit and distribute her spiritual power reasonably.

The former relies on exercise, while the latter relies on mental arithmetic.

Yin Miaomiao began the training without hesitation, and the content was specifically expressed as: at the same time, two fire snakes were divided into circles and squares; summoned a bunch of fireballs, and arranged them into gs and os for a while, and then they were still successful.

Can consider arranging a biangbiang area.

Just as she was concentrating on training, her keen sense of strange things from the outside world.

She withdrew the flames and spread her spiritual consciousness carefully.

Manager Cao left the main force, walked carefully to the carriage next door, and said to the passengers inside: "Fellow Daoist Wen, you have left the Xie family's range now, so you can leave."

"Go? Where can I go?" Fellow Daoist Wen was a female cultivator with a deep smile. "I buried my bones here, where can I go?"

Manager Cao sighed and advised: "Fellow Daoist Wen, a person cannot be resurrected by death. You still have a bright future. As long as you leave Mozhou, where can you go? I have brought you here and I am done with kindness. You should do it yourself. Don't let me go.

My Cao family is tired of taking care of you!"

"Tsk!" Fellow Daoist Wen sneered, "To be honest, your ancestors of the Cao family also had Jindan real people, why have they now fallen to the point of raising animals for the Ji family?"

If you don’t slap someone in the face, and if you scold someone, you won’t reveal your shortcomings, this sentence from fellow Taoist Wen made Manager Cao reveal his veins: “What does this mean by fellow Taoist Wen?”

"I'm telling the truth." Fellow Daoist Wen said sadly, "For the past few hundred years, Mozhou's families have either become their dogs or are like our Wen family, but they have the mental method passed down by our ancestors.

, the Xie family slaughtered the whole family, and now I am the only one left in our family."

Manager Cao sighed again when he heard her mention the tragic incident: "Fellow Daoist Wen..."

"I have no worries, just a casual cultivator." The corners of my lips curled slightly, "And your Cao family has a hundred people. If you have children of outstanding talents in the future, would you be willing to let them give them to the Ji family?

Keep being a dog?”

Although her words were not right, they hit the nail on the head. Manager Cao said sadly: "What can I do if I am unwilling to accept it?" If he hadn't been tactful and voluntarily handed over the Cao family's secret treasure to the Ji family for protection, it would probably be another one now

It's time for the literary family.

Losing the ancestral mindset and not having the ability to leave Mozhou, these small families with family members can only rely on the breath of the big family to get a few days of surviving peace.

"What if there is a way?" Fellow Daoist Wen stared at him.

Manager Cao closed his eyes and said, "Fellow Daoist Wen, please leave."

Fellow Daoist Wen glanced at him and said lightly: "I changed my mind and sent me to Jicheng."

Manager Cao frowned: "The favor Cao family owes you... what have you done?" He staggered and covered his chest, but saw a silver needle gradually disappearing into his body, "Spiritual Virginity?"

The fellow Taoist Wen smiled and said, "Yes, I'm not in the water prison of the Xie family in vain."

Who doesn't know about the Xie family's spirit fish? It is rumored that the monks caught by the Xie family were thrown into the pond where the spirit fish fish were raised, endured the pain of biting every day, and finally the people who ate

The small fish gnaw into a skeleton and become the nutrient for raising the sealed spirit fish.

Wen Qian is only in the middle stage of foundation building, and not only escaped from the Xie family's water prison, but also took Feng Lingyu away?

Manager Cao was shocked and angry: "What do you want?"

"Cao Fei, we are always in love. I don't want to harm you. As long as you bring me into Jicheng, I will never disturb you again. How about it?" Wen Qian asked.

Manager Cao struggled for a long time, and Fang said, "Don't take care of my Cao family, otherwise, even if I try my best, I will not let you go."

"If you have such ruthlessness, what's the use of being bad for the Ji family?" Wen Qian sneered, "If you dare to breach the contract, you can't escape by taking me out of Xie Cheng."

Manager Cao sighed deeply. His kindness harbored Wen Qian, who was wanted by the Xie family, now he was in a dilemma. He only hoped that Wen Qian could speak and trust her. When he arrived in Jicheng, he would leave by himself and not implicate them.

Just as he was about to leave, Wen Qian suddenly scolded: "Who?" Before he finished speaking, three silver needles flew out.

Yin Miaomiao waved his sleeves, and the spiritual energy popped up and threw away the silver needle: "Fellow Daoist is very angry."

"Haha, the eavesdropping person is still right." Wen Qian knew that she could not reveal the conversation just now, and she immediately had murderous intent. She swung out a silver needle and stabbed the other party.

Yin Miaomiao admitted that he was curious for a moment, but the carriage was not far from next door. Did you hear her blame?

The silver needle penetrated the wooden board, Yin Miaomiao smashed the carriage with a palm, and broke out of the door: "Don't you speak well?"

Wen Qian was absolutely unwilling to let this female cultivator ruin her major affairs, so she took action without mercy and immediately sacrificed her magic weapon. It was a small flag that was the size of a palm. With a wave, tens of silver needles appeared out of thin air.

Ready to go.

Yin Miaomiao took a breath. This weapon was much stronger than the rainy pear blossom needle. He didn't dare to be careless at the moment. He used his spiritual energy to protect his body, took a few steps back, and turned the red line into a fire dragon, heading straight to Wen Qian's face.

The two really started to fight.

Wen Qian's magic weapon is quite powerful. It seems to be a collection of hidden weapons. It can transform into needles, arrows, Mars and other weapons. It wins by quantity. If you are not careful, you may be hit.

But the other end is also very obvious. Wen Qian's spiritual sense is not enough to control so many weapons, but she only uses the banner to issue simple attacks, turns and other commands.

Yin Miaomiao saw this and did not escape and turned close. She directly approached Wen Qian and fought with her close. The red line can be long or short, and it changes a lot. It is very cheap whether it is kite or melee.

Wen Qian noticed her intention and was about to distance herself when suddenly the dark clouds dispersed and the moonlight sprinkled. She saw Yin Miaomiao's appearance clearly: her black hair and white clothes were very beautiful, but her appearance... She must

After looking at it for a while, he suddenly said, "It's you."

Yin Miaomiao was stunned. Could this Wen Qian be her old friend before her memory? Then she looked at Wen Qian carefully. Her skin was pale and thin, and there was a deep bone-showing wound on her left cheek.

"What's wrong with me?"

Wen Qian's lips curled slightly, unable to say what a smile was: "You are the one wanted by the Xie family. I have seen your wanted order. Will you be chased by the Xie family. Who are you?"

It’s not an old friend. Yin Miaomiao didn’t know whether he was disappointed or relieved, and said coldly: “Passenger.”

"I am both a person who has fallen into the world, so I won't kill you." Wen Qian took over the magic weapon and looked at her with no thoughts.

Yin Miaomiao had no intention of having an in-depth exchange with her and said to Manager Cao: "She made a move first, don't we pay for the spirit stone, right?"

The monk's fighting was very disturbing. Manager Cao only lost an optional carriage. Thankfully, he smiled bitterly: "Two fellow Taoists, I don't care who you are. If you still want to take our car to Ji

City, don’t happen today again. Otherwise, the spirit stone will be returned and you will leave on your own.”

"Sorry, but this is not my fault. As long as others don't mess with me, I don't intend to cause trouble." Yin Miaomiao glanced at Wen Qian and said, "I'll find another place for us."

Seeing that neither of them was easy to mess with, Manager Cao could only sigh heavily and arranged for Yin Miaomiao to rest in a carriage farther from Wen Qian.

Not long after changing the place, Xiang Tianya and Feiying came back.

"What's going on outside?" asked Tianya.

Yin Miaomiao said: "I fought with a female cultivator named Wen Qian."

"Wen Qian?" Xiang Tianya touched his chin, "The name sounds a bit familiar."

Yin Miaomiao said: "It seems that for some reason, the Xie family destroyed their family. She was arrested and she was imprisoned in the Xie family's water prison. Now she wants to go to Jicheng..."

Thinking about Tianya for a while, he said, "It seems that there is something happening. It is said that the ancestors of the Wen family have obtained a high-level mental method in the secret realm, but in the past few hundred years, he has never heard of any high-level experience in the Wen family.

The monks are probably just catching up on the wind and shadows. But the Xie family can really do such a thing as destroying the family."

Yin Miaomiao nodded slightly: "I am afraid that she, a foundation-building monk, can escape from the Xie family, because she really relies on it. The Xie family may not let her go. She will definitely send someone to chase her. If we walk with her, there may be big trouble."

He supported his head towards Tianya and said carelessly: "What's the use of thinking so much? The soldiers come to block the water and the soil."

Yin Miaomiao smiled and did not explain: "What fellow Taoist said makes sense."

When Xiang Tianya heard this, he smiled. The two met by chance and walked together for a while on the road. They had a simple relationship and were not intimate and had a deep understanding of their feelings.

The author has something to say: I wrote a little bit of the route, and her body and head decided to take the route of careful calculations. Maybe this should be called micro-fuck? I care whether the heroine will be strong in the future, of course, I will.

Is there a strong woman in it! When I am not strong at this stage, I can only crush it with my IQ...

Important female supporting roles in this map have been launched = 0=

See you tomorrow ~