Demonic: The Unlucky Concubine of the Snake King

Chapter 23

A guy like him probably doesn't need to eat, so it's better not to waste food, she is a good girl!
Lu Jingming ate happily while watching the strange scene curiously.

The cycle of life and death is really interesting.

There is a beautiful octagonal palace lantern hanging in the pavilion, and some kind of candle is lit, emitting a faint fragrance, and no matter how much the candle is burned, it seems that it has not diminished.

The light was very bright. Ever since she started practicing, she has been very energetic and never felt sleepy at all. What's more, practicing is equivalent to sleep, which is better than sleep, so she continued to paint.

Looking at the drawing paper in her hand with satisfaction, she rested for a while, took out the jade slips and began to read the cultivation methods and spells.

In such a world, everything is based on strength.

She can't count on anyone, she can only work hard on her own.

Otherwise, you can only be crushed to death, without any freedom at all.

This is probably the sorrow of the weak, and she is considered lucky in such a world, because she was not killed or killed outside.

A ball of water stopped in her palm, but it quickly turned into a cloud of mist and disappeared.

It still doesn't work, that day I saw Bai Wuyou playing a simple water bomb technique so dazzlingly, but it is obvious that his control ability is extremely high, and she cannot match it at all.

But she is not discouraged, and one day she will make the spell perfect.

One of them meditated under the blossoming peach blossom tree, and the other connected spells in the pavilion.

The moon rises and the moon sets.

The fresh air in the morning is invigorating. After Lu Jingming practiced spells, she began to absorb spiritual energy through mental methods to consolidate her realm.

This time, there was no such good thing as at the beginning that allowed her to increase the number of levels all at once.

With the operation of the mind, breathing and exhalation, a large amount of spiritual energy enters the dantian and the sea of ​​consciousness, and the golden core rotates, absorbing the water of hundreds of rivers like the sea.

When she had practiced enough and stopped, she found that the sun was already high.

Ye Wuxin was still practicing, Lu Jingming pursed her lips, she was very bored, she looked around, her eyes rolled, and she flied away from the Supreme Palace in a bad posture against the wind.

In just a few times, she has fallen in love with the feeling of flying, flying against the wind, with the world under her feet, this kind of temptation is simply irresistible.

Riding the wind for tens of thousands of miles and soaring in the sky is the ultimate dream of human beings. It is unexpected that she will realize this dream one day.

Flying towards the east for more than ten miles, Lu Jingming saw the Jinlan Palace located on the big island in the center of Taiping Lake.

Under the sun, the lake surface is misty, like a fairyland, and the white palace in the clouds is even more gorgeous.

Lu Jingming stopped near the palace, and the surroundings were very quiet. After walking for a while, she saw many people sitting in a large hall in front of her. An old man sat high in the main hall, with simple clothes and hale eyes.

The group of young teenagers were listening to the old man seriously.

"Tao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, three gives birth to all things... Man follows heaven, heaven follows earth, Tao follows nature..."

This place is the place where Jinlan Palace gives lectures, and all the students who come here to practice basically have to attend the lectures.

(End of this chapter)