I run a travel agency in the cultivation world

All in all, Yang Zhao's cultivation is still too slow now.

According to Luan Chuanxiong, this magical weapon was borrowed from him as a favor and must be returned.

Of course, it also cost five hundred taels of silver to rent the magic weapon.

The name of this magic weapon is An Chou, and Yang Zhao will sleep here from now on. The name is a bit strange, but it is indeed a magic weapon that helps people practice.

After the magic weapon An Chou is activated, it will automatically swallow the surrounding spiritual energy and pour it into Yang Zhao's body.

How to pour it?

Hey, those dense furs on it are useful.

As soon as the board is started, the hair will automatically stretch and penetrate into the flesh.

This process is somewhat challenging to the human brain and can penetrate the body, but it is not that painful. Afterwards, it will leave a dense mass of red dots all over the body, without even blood coming out.

It's scary, it's really scary, but it works, and it works. Yang Zhao's use of incense to replace spiritual power is from the inside to the outside, and this magic weapon is from the outside to the inside.

Every day makes Yang Zhao feel like he has been reborn.

But anyone who wants to take shortcuts will have to pay a price.

Although this thing does not cause any physical pain, it will corrode the mind.

Yang Zhao tried it, but when he was using it, someone would always be mumbling in his ear.

He murmured about the grievances Yang Zhao had suffered since childhood, his parents' injustice, the injustice of society, and the inhumane nature of the world.

All in all, they uncovered all the embarrassing, annoying, and unfair things that happened to Yang Zhao since she was a child, including even the incident where she peed on the bed when she was a child.

In fact, the previous troubles and injustices were nothing to Yang Zhao, who had now completely escaped his original environment.

For example, the pressure of exams, employment pressure, and the stressful modern society, both men and women want to marry the God of Wealth, regardless of whether Zhao Gongming admits it or not.

Yang Zhao has now cultivated and achieved financial freedom. She has escaped from all the things she did before and no longer cares about those things.

But whenever I think about embarrassing things, I feel ashamed.

Moreover, this person named An Chou seemed to be able to evolve on her own. She found that those things were ineffective and began to attack her character.Reckless, impulsive, obsessed, injured, blocked...

Plus the unstoppable killing nightmare.

After two days, Yang Zhao no longer wanted to sleep and just wanted to get through this time with his eyes open.

Faced with Yang Zhao's low spirit, Shen Ruoyu had no good ideas.

"That magic weapon keeps talking in my ear. It's too annoying. Can't I stop?"

Shen Ruoyu sighed slightly: "That's not about the magic weapon, it's about cultivation."

"The speed of your cultivation in more than ten days is comparable to that of your several years of hard training, but the increase in strength requires sufficient mental strength to control it."

He was spinning the silver snail in his hand, and the clear and crisp sound flowed slowly in the room.

"The reason why you feel like someone is talking to you is because your instinct is warning you."

These words were said so loudly that Yang Zhao's slow brain couldn't react.

"Why?"

Shen Ruoyu: "The child is holding a knife and hurting himself and others."

What does this have to do with her cultivation?
She didn't react, and the political commissar Xiaodouren who accompanied Yang Zhao was a little anxious.

"Senior Shen, can you let me talk to Yang Zhao? We are about the same age, so there is no generation gap."

Shen Ruoyu pondered the word "generation gap" in his mouth, nodded and went out.

He never liked to be alone in the same room with Yang Zhao, even if there was a little bean in the room.

Maybe Xiaodou Man is not a person in his eyes.

I'm thinking about it, I'm very confused these days.