God Emperor's vinegar jar is turned over again

Chapter 611

Yue Qingcheng has never had a big appetite, and she is only half full after eating with the old man.

This time, she ate enough.

In addition to the fact that the dishes are really delicious, there is also someone who keeps serving the dishes, and the hospitality is hard to stop.

"Go and read your notes, I'll clean them up."

When she put down her chopsticks, Di Bugu drove her to look at the scroll again.

The dormitory is only this big, and Yue Qingcheng can see clearly when he is busy.

He didn't wash the dishes and dishes, he packed up those things and prepared to throw them away.

On the contrary, the stove was placed in the corner of the room by him, and he had the intention of cooking again.

Yue Qingcheng withdrew her gaze and looked down at her notes.

"The shape is square and the strokes are straight...it's block letters."

The world of warriors doesn't pay much attention to calligraphy. Except for Gui Xiao who uses cursive script like her, this is the first time Yue Qingcheng has seen someone who can practice calligraphy so well, and has the demeanor of a master.

With a slightly relaxed look, he focused on the content.

Sure enough, he remembered everything the teacher said verbatim.

Regarding this new theory, Yue Qingcheng paid special attention to it.

She believes that the purpose of this set of theories is related to spiritual power which is higher than Yuan power.

According to her understanding of power, a warrior needs to pass the threshold of Ziyuan from Yuanli to practice spiritual power. Only when the Yuanli is complete can the leap be taken naturally.

This set of theories took a shortcut, and even without Ziyuan, warriors could begin to adapt to spiritual power.

And this is the knowledge she needs the most at the moment. When she fell asleep, someone brought her a pillow.

After the 4808 million yuan stone was devoured by the peach pit last night, a power she had never experienced erupted in the Yuan Furnace.

That should be spiritual power.

But her delicate body is not enough to support the huge energy of spiritual power, which is a potential threat that she may explode.

Fortunately, the spiritual power was absorbed by the strange fire in the Yuan Furnace.

It devoured a little crazy, so when Yue Qingcheng woke up, he was a little suffocated because of the exhausted power.

However, one problem after another popped up.

Is spiritual power produced by peach pits?

Yue Qingcheng could vaguely judge the answer to this question.

But, does the strange fire actively absorb spiritual power?

This is hard to judge.

But if it didn't absorb it spontaneously, what made it swallow up the spiritual power?How did she escape from danger?

Doubt, come to mind.

The peach pit was left by the Ouyang family. It is unique in the world, and its magic is self-evident, so it cannot be treated with common sense.

But although the strange fire is precious, it is not actually a fetish, and it has no self-awareness, how can it swallow spiritual power spontaneously?

While she was thinking, she saw Di Bugu walking around the house like a master.

He put away the original tea table in the house, and took out another dark jade table that looked expensive.

"Good tea goes with a good table, Ouyang, don't you mind?"

Yue Qingchen pursed her lips, determined not to talk too much with him.

That is the default, Di Bugu smiled.

Yue Qingcheng focused on the notes while Di Bugu brewed tea elegantly. In the quiet room, there was only the sound of bubbling tea.

Soon, the fragrance of tea is flowing.

"Ouyang, come and drink tea, let me tell you about my understanding of this theory." Di Bugu raised his lips, "You should also know that I have some contacts with the palace master. I heard him mention this theory of."

The latter sentence successfully lured Yue Qingcheng over.

She picked up the teacup full of fresh air, just put it to her mouth, thought for a while, then put it down again.

"You talk about it first."

I don't know if this person said it again, she doesn't want to spray tea anymore.

(End of this chapter)