Xianwu: There Are Always Reborn People Who Want To Stop Me From Being Invincible

"Wei Qingwu, you can call me Sister Qingwu."

Zhou Yuan didn't answer Wei Qingwu's previous question, and he didn't know how to address the cold beauty in front of him. He couldn't really call her "Madam" or "Uncle". He really couldn't say it.

Wei Qingwu did not dwell on the previous question and reported his name.

"So, did your aunt say bad things about me before she left?"

A cold beauty suddenly became so charming and graceful in front of Zhou Yuan's eyes that Zhou Yuan could not help but feel in a trance.

He couldn't help but want to hug the beauty in front of him and completely press her under him.

I couldn't control my heart, and my mind was filled with Wei Qingying's appearance.

"This isn't right!"

Zhou Yuan suddenly came to his senses. As a person who had never had any flirtatious thoughts when faced with Cui Ying's stunning beauty every day, how could he be so attracted to Wei Qingwu, whose appearance was worse than Cui Ying's?

Zhou Yuan bit the tip of his tongue, and felt a sharp pain that shocked him and made him wake up instantly.

Wei Qingwu in front of her was as cold as ever, without any of the charm she had just now.

"not bad."

Wei Qingwu nodded lightly: "Your aunt said that your ability to deal with mental problems is a bit poor, so she asked me to use illusion on you once a day.

"This is just a small test. From now on, I will randomly attack you every day, so be careful."

"If you want to get around in a place like the 'Youdu Ghost Realm', you can't do it without some means."

After Wei Qingwu said these 25 words, she touched the ring on her hand, and a book immediately appeared in her hand.

"You are not yet in a state of trance, so you cannot use your spiritual thoughts. You can only use some superficial spiritual methods."

"This is a spiritual illusion technique that I practiced in my early years. It comes from Buddhist Gate and is called "The Miraculous Appearance of the Goddess." Let's get familiar with it before the college entrance examination.

Zhou Yuan took the book, but did not open it in a hurry. Instead, he looked at Wei Qingying's hand: "Is this a space ring?"

Wei Qingwu nodded: "Yes, there is a space inside for storage."

“Where can I buy it?”

Wei Qingwu looked at him and showed a rare genuine smile: "Sell? Even Ma Tianyun, the richest man in Jiangnan Province, has never bought this thing so far. What are you going to buy it for?"

"Forget it."

Thinking that even rich people like Ma Tianyun couldn't get this thing, he might as well give up for the time being.

There are still ten days left before the college entrance examination. Zhou Yuan can be said to be too "cautious" during these ten days.

His new "nanny" Wei Qingwu, entrusted by his aunt, teaches him spiritual illusions every day.

Sometimes in the middle of the night, a beautiful woman suddenly comes to the door, her veil is hazy, and she asks for everything, but after touching her, it turns out that everything is in vain;

Sometimes during the day, there would be a special party at home, and a group of beauties of all kinds would flirt with him and almost eat him;

All these things are simply impossible to guard against.

In Wei Qingwu's words, as long as he practices the "Miaoxiang of the Goddess", he will not be affected by these things.

This technique is not difficult, but Zhou Yuan did not want to get started with it.

It's not because of my opinions on Buddhist Gate. Even if I don't like Buddhist Gate, the methods in it still have merit.

The key is to practice this technique by simulating yourself as a Buddhist Gate goddess.

He really can't simulate it, this is too shameful.

Zhou Yuan is unwilling to practice, so he can only find a way to create a spiritual martial arts of his own, which can be used to deal with the wonderful appearance of the goddess."

"Zhou Yuan, we all know about Jiayu. Please forgive me."

The day before the Martial Dao preparatory cultural course exam, when Zhou Yuan finally came to the school to get his admission ticket, his head teacher, Zhao Donglai, patted him on the shoulder and spoke earnestly.

"What?"

Zhou Yuan was surprised, what was the relationship between Ye Jiayu and him? He actually called him Ban?

You know, Ye Jiayu died in her hands.

"Oh, Yuanzi, I just know now that among all the boys in the class, you are the one who has the deepest affection for classmate Ye Jiayu. y

"Although everyone is sad, you are still the only one who is sad like this."

"Yes, you and her are the two most outstanding people in our class. According to the development pace of ancient online novels, when you graduate from high school, you may become a couple and enter the university together."

Zhou Yuan's good friend Abin's words made him don't know what to say.

"Abin, what are you talking about? When did I become so affectionate towards Ye Jiayu?"

"Brother, don't deny it. Can you see for yourself what you look like now?"

Abin took out his mobile phone, turned it into selfie mode, handed it to Zhou Yuan, and asked Zhou Yuan to take a look at him inside.

When Zhou Yuan looked at himself inside, his face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and his brows were full of desolation and fatigue, which were all visible to the naked eye.

After reading it, he fell silent.

Ten days, ten whole days, who knows how he lived?

Being tormented by Wei Qingwu's cold goblin every day, he was filled with anger and unable to vent his anger.

He had to create a spiritual martial arts, but this martial arts was so special that he basically couldn't sleep well in the past ten days.

It is normal to feel haggard and look like rotten wood.

But fortunately, now that I have mastered this martial arts [just go back and take a good rest.

Zhou Yuan returned the phone to Abin without explaining anything, just let them have this wonderful misunderstanding.

"It's a pity, Motoko, that we can no longer study mathematics or art together in the future."

After getting the admission ticket, Abin tore it up casually: "What does the Martial Dao exam have to do with me? I'd better prepare for the cultural exam in the past six months.

There are many students in the class who are as talented as him, but no one is as determined as Abin.

Zhou Yuan patted him on the shoulder and said, "Perhaps, you can realize the vision of the Star Battleship fighting the monks?"

When they were watching art films together, they imagined the way technology would continue to develop. There were all kinds of warships flying in the sea of ​​stars. After seeing the powerful monks, they also stayed away from them.

Even the most ordinary people without any cultivation can travel far across the Galaxy, even faster than the Martial Dao monks.

"Yeah, definitely."

Abin nodded, and then took out a hard drive from his hand: "Yuanzi, this is what I have collected for many years. They are all ancient out-of-print goodies. I give them to you as a gift."

Zhou Yuan could guess what "good stuff" was inside without even looking.

Without rejection, he set foot on Martial Dao and met Abin once again.

"Students, the teacher has nothing to say for the cultural exam tomorrow. Just rest well. It doesn't matter if you don't do well in the cultural exam."

"The three-day Martial Dao assessment, which will be conducted in the Martial League the day after tomorrow, is the top priority. Whether you can get into the Martial Dao University of your choice depends on your performance at that time."

After speaking to the whole class, Zhao Donglai specially called Zhou Yuan aside and comforted him again: 800 "Classmate Zhou Yuan, he has passed away. What you need to do now is to practice Martial Dao well. You will know who he is in the future." I harmed classmate Ye Jiayu and avenged her."

"Of course, I believe in classmate Ye Jiayu's spirit in heaven, and I hope you can get into a good university and have a wonderful life."

Zhou Yuan was really helpless. What kind of revenge could he take? Kill himself?

Moreover, her spirit in heaven probably just wants me to die soon.

Zhou Yuan returned home after receiving his admission ticket.

Push the door open and enter a fairyland.

A group of fairies dressed in classical palace costumes were singing and dancing inside, and their every move and smile was extremely beautiful.

He was very open-minded, and compared to the art films given to him by Abing, they were not much better.

"Is it interesting? Just make this illusion all day long!"

Zhou Yuan simply didn't know what to say. If something like illusion really needs to be evolved spiritually, it's not just about beauty.

But Wei Qingwu didn't know what he was thinking. When he attacked him, he never used anything else.

Can't we use ghosts, monsters, monsters, monsters and monsters to scare him?

If that doesn't work, just do a heavy mental attack like Zhao Zongquan did before, that's fine too.

The previous Zhou Yuan might have been slightly affected by this illusion.

But now, he has perfected the spiritual martial arts he has practiced hard for many days, and is no longer affected at all.

Not only was he not affected, Zhou Yuan also wanted to give it a try and break the many illusions in front of him!

Thinking of this, Zhou Yuan let out a sigh of relief, and his whole expression changed.

In his eyes, there seemed to be a Sword Intent, shooting out in the void, heading towards the many posing and stunning goddesses. .