After 10 Years of Chopping Wood, I Am Invincible Chapter 325

"Of course, don't even look at who made it. As soon as Meng Xing makes a move, I will know if there is any." Meng Xing said nonsense.

Is it easy for me to lengthen this time of beating my legs and rubbing my shoulders? Even the poems are thrown out, just to delay a little time.

Why doesn't the system show that the task has been completed? It's been a long time.

Meng Xing talked to Princess Yangping about the origin of this word again, which was the same as what Senior Sister Liu said last time.

"Meng Xing, you have even thought of such a good poem, have you come up with that set of 'Tiangang Ten Thousand Stars'?" Zhuo Lingyan asked.

"It's coming, it's coming! I've got some inspiration, and I'm almost there, and I can figure it out. You should have studied it for a long time. Can you come up with it so quickly?" Meng Xing asked back.

Zhuo Lingyan was at a loss for words. Yes, she has been researching for more than ten days, and she has not come up with a clue. Meng Xing must have some time.

"How long do you want me to beat my legs and rub my shoulders? It's almost half an hour." Zhuo Lingyan said.

Fortunately, she is also a cultivator, so beating her legs and rubbing her shoulders is a small and easy task, and it doesn't need to consume vitality at all.

"Within an hour, I promise to figure it out." Meng Xing said.

"This is what you said! If you can't think of it, I will beat you hard!" Zhuo Lingyan gritted his teeth.

The dignified saint, who had beaten his legs for so long and rubbed his shoulders for so long, almost regarded herself as a servant girl among the servant girls.

The anger in my heart is naturally hard to let go.

Princess Yangping was studying the sapphire case, and she didn't care how the two were yelling.

Beating his shoulders and rubbing his legs, Zhuo Lingyan suddenly found that Meng Xing fell asleep at some point.

The qi in your heart was about to explode immediately. You just wanted to sleep comfortably, and you didn't think about that ancient formation at all.

"Humph! I promise to figure it out within an hour, wait for an hour to see if you can figure it out?" Zhuo Lingyan's eyes were about to spit fire.

"Don't stop! Continue beating your legs and rubbing your shoulders." Meng Xing muttered.

Zhuo Lingyan was about to explode with anger, this guy fell asleep and wanted to serve him by himself? This is really treating yourself as a maid.

Zhuo Lingyan held back his anger and continued to beat his legs and rub his shoulders. After a while, he would clean up this guy and return the money with interest.

Princess Yangping glanced at Meng Xing, who was sleeping soundly, and said speechlessly: "This guy still has talent, this poem is a vivid description of the festive and prosperous scene of the Yuanxi Festival, and the last sentence is even more moving and shocking. It's just this lazy character that makes people unable to believe that he did it."

"I'll see how he ends later? If you don't think of the formation for me, don't ask me to carve a talisman and a formation plate for him, and I'll beat him hard to relieve his anger! "Zuo Lingyan gritted his teeth.

Princess Yangping laughed dumbly, and the two even fought.

After an hour, Zhuo Lingyan felt that her hands were numb. The most important thing was that this guy murmured "don't stop" from time to time, urging her, so she really didn't stop.

For the sake of the ancient formation, everything was endured.

The last time, Zhuo Lingyan thumped his legs hard, and Meng Xing woke up immediately.

"I haven't gotten up yet, have you come up with the complete formation?" Zhuo Lingyan stared at him with her beautiful eyes, but she didn't have any lethal power to Meng Xing at all.

"You've been sleeping for a long time now! You said you'd figure it out within an hour, have you figured it out?" Her snow-white teeth gritted.

[The task has been completed, and a random reward will be obtained: Thunder Gangshen Jue (top grade of heaven). 】

Meng Xing glanced at the prompt of the system slowly, and was instantly satisfied. He dragged himself to sleep for an hour, which was half an hour longer than what the system required. This reward is also very good.

Heaven-level high-grade exercises should already be the limit. As long as you practice hard, you can reach the peak of first-grade.

"I haven't figured it out yet. You beat my legs and rubbed my shoulders for so long, and you passed on your inspiration to me. Now I've figured it out all at once. Yes! I know what's going on. I'll give it to you. To draw an array talisman, this array can use array flags or array plates, but the power of array flags is great. By the way, if you use array flags, you can also use array plates as array bases. I don't know how to build a formation, and those who activate the formation can also use this formation," Meng Xing said.

Zhuo Lingyan was stunned, listening to him babbling, did he really figure it out?

Is it so amazing? Is my inspiration really able to pass on to you? You're not talking nonsense, are you?

"Humph! Draw it for me now," she said.

Meng Xing then drew on the rice paper on the desk that Princess Yangping usually wrote on. She drew carefully for an hour, and explained it for a long time. Princess Yangping, who was listening to the side, was stunned for a while, but Zhuo Lingyan heard it. With relish, he also asks questions from time to time, and makes a sound of amazement.

"Not bad! Not bad! This step is very clever!"

"So that's the case, why can't I think of it?"

"If you use the array plate as the array base, how can it be combined with the array flag?"

"Well! Wait a minute and I try, you continue."

She had been angry for a long time just now, but now it was thrown into the clouds and she couldn't remember at all.

Then, she started to follow the runes, engraving array plates, depicting array flags, etc., and was busy for a while until evening, after having a meal, she continued to work.

Meng Xing also helped, pointing out some mistakes.

Princess Yangping couldn't stand it for a long time, and left after watching it for a while.

However, Meng Xing and Zhuo Lingyan continued to be busy, and came to the courtyard to test the formation, and then continued to correct some mistakes.

They were busy until midnight, and the two of them consumed a lot of mental energy, and they were both groggy.

"There is an outside room in the attic where I live, you can go to sleep there." Zhuo Lingyan said.

"Okay. Don't be too busy. I'm going to sleep first. I'm really tired." Meng Xing said, first walking towards the small attic where Zhuo Lingyan lived. She had seen her walking here before.

Meng Xing didn't distinguish it carefully, he went in directly, found a room, and lay down to sleep, his eyelids almost closed.

Engraving such a formation is still very tiring and consumes a lot of energy, and ordinary people can't bear it at all.

Although a cultivator's spiritual power is abundant, once it is consumed too much, it needs to be compensated for by sleep, and it cannot be compensated by cultivation at all.

Meng Xing quickly fell asleep. After a while, a soft body also lay on this bed, also very tired, and fell asleep directly.

In the early morning, Meng Xing was in a coma and felt a squirm in his arms. He thought it was Senior Sister Liu, so his hands were not honest, and he closed his eyes and groped for a while.

"Don't touch it!" A woman's voice said softly and moaned, as if she had not woken up, she pushed his hand away with her hand.

"Hey! Senior Sister Liu must be shy. I'll touch it later." In the drowsiness, Meng Xing still retained a trace of consciousness.

After a while, he touched it again, grabbed a piece of softness, and stopped moving.

what! so comfortable! How did this scale get bigger?

The next day, a ray of sunlight spilled directly into the room, Meng Xing, who was still still awake, felt the softness in his hand as if he was about to let go, so he could not help but grab it again.

"Ah!" An exclamation resounded through the small attic.

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and when he met someone he knew, he would say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who.

Everyone's face has no superfluous expressions, as if they are very indifferent to everything.

to this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Ministry of Suppression, it is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone had a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The town magic department is very big.

Those who can stay in the Town Demon Division are all powerful masters~www.mtlnovel.com~ or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian envoy and the other is the demon slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then he was promoted step by step, and finally he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.

Has the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the **** Suppression Demon Division.

At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

Enter the attic.

Circumstances have changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but then quickly stretched.

There is almost no way to clean the **** smell on everyone in the Zhen Mosi.

Chapter end