After Wearing a White Moonlight Stand-in

The latest chapter after wearing a white moonlight stand-in!

Just like after drinking a big bowl of inspirational chicken soup made by the senior and senior sister, she feels that she can also go to the third year of Qingbei's high school scum, Qiao Wan is now in high spirits and high fighting spirit.

After returning to the cave, the first thing to do was to take out the communication jade slip on his waist.

In addition to being used to transmit information, the communication jade slip in the cultivation world has also been tinkered with in addition to a new way of playing, which is somewhat similar to the anonymous forum in the cultivation world.

At this time, the ink marks on the jade slips are being refreshed rapidly.

"Wuweiyuan's new stir-fried dark feather spider is too unpalatable. I almost vomited in the dining hall just now. Immortal friends, don't try it lightly, be careful, be careful."

"Is there any fellow Daoist who is doing well, can you tell me, what is the class that Elder Geng Xuan assigned today? I'm ashamed to say that I accidentally fell asleep during the QAQ when Elder Geng Xuan was teaching in Qingjing Hall."

"Transfer a second-hand Tengu, about five feet three inches in height, capable of traveling thousands of miles a day, well-behaved and docile in temperament, warding off evil and protecting the master, priced at 200 middle-grade spirit stones, I hope a fellow Taoist can bring it back..."

Qiao Wan held the jade slip, thought about it, and felt that she should also post a message to show her determination.

"From today onwards, I must practice hard! To punch the sick sword Lu Bihan, kick the lonely sword Xie Xingzhi! I hereby swear!"

Not long after the message was sent, the jade card in Qiao Wan's hand rang several times in a row.

One: This immortal friend, what stimulated you?

2: This immortal friend, are you serious? It's getting late. If you're done practicing, you should go to wash up and rest as soon as possible. There's everything in your dreams.

…

Qiao Wan glanced roughly, but didn't see any constructive answer, threw the jade slip aside, and jumped onto the bed.

Wait! Who said she couldn't do it!

However, just after sitting down and checking his spiritual energy and cultivation base, Qiao Wan felt a little dizzy again.

but it does not matter!

In life, you always stand up after being knocked down again and again.

Joe clenched his fists late.

I can, I can do it!

Closing her eyes again, this time, Qiao Wan suddenly thought of the senior in her dream.

I don't know what happened to the senior now.

Thinking of the **** sunset on the sea, Qiao Wan felt a little uneasy, hesitated for a while, and simply sank his consciousness into the dream.

This time, on the plain again, Qiao Wan went straight to the beach without hesitation.

The seaside seemed to have experienced another war, and the war was over. There were corpses washed up on the beach by the waves, and the sea of ​​blood had already taken on a dull dark brown color.

The Buddha was sitting on the beach to rest.

"It's you?"

Hearing Qiao Wan's movement, the Buddha opened his eyes and frowned, "Why are you back?"

Qiao Wan told the truth, "I can't worry about seniors, so I'll come back and have a look."

"You shouldn't have come back."

"They will come again," the Buddha frowned again, "this is not the place you should be."

"They?" Qiao Wan asked subconsciously.

As soon as these words were asked, Qiao Wan knew that he had crossed the line.

The Buddha seemed to glance at her, but it seemed that she didn't. After a long while, the Buddha opened his mouth again, without covering it up, his voice was sonorous and powerful, "My inner demon."

Joe was a little embarrassed.

Looking at this senior's momentum and cultivation base, which Buddhist monk should be, the Buddhist monk harbors inner demons, and it is inevitable that he will be a little dishonorable when he speaks out. Qiao Wan didn't expect this senior to be so straightforward, and directly admitted that he had a demon.

The other party lowered his head halfway, his navy blue hair was falling down, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he opened his mouth again and said decisively, "Forget it, come here."

After saying that, the Buddha stood up and walked straight to a beach, and Qiao Wan Yiyan followed.

"I need your help now."

Qiao Wan: "Senior, but it doesn't matter."

"You have seen it before, that evil barrier is not a climate under your sword."

Joe was stunned.

Did he mean that not long ago, she poked that sea monster's eyeballs like chopping melons and vegetables?

Is this really not her illusion?

The Buddha seemed to see her doubts, paused, and continued: "What you have seen is my inner demon, which is connected with my soul and can predict my next move. I want to kill them. A lot of effort."

"You have nothing to do with them, and they don't expect you to make moves."

"What's more," the Buddha pondered for a while, "your spiritual consciousness is quite strong, I will teach you a trick, and you will help me kill these evil obstacles." During the speech, the Buddha raised his eyebrows tightly, and the words revealed a faint hint of Kind of decisive killing intent.

"wait wait wait…"

This is progressing too fast, and Qiao Wan is a little confused.

"Huh?" The Buddha frowned and asked, "You don't want to?"

This sound shocked Qiao Wan again.

This is so **** refreshing.

The sound of the other party's own echo effect is too deterrent, deafening, and the reverberation is long.

Maybe this is Buddhism.

With eight tones, noble and solemn, the sound is like thunder.

"It's not that I don't want to." Qiao Wan blinked, feeling that there was something wrong with her ears, "I... Consciousness? Quite strong?"

Is that what she meant?

"Senior, can you clarify a little bit?"

The Buddha asked back, "What's the matter?"

"Consciousness... This thing about being strong..."

"You don't know about this?" The Buddha seemed slightly stunned.

Joe shook his head.

She has always been quite self-aware of her aptitude, and no one has ever said anything about her consciousness.

"come here."

"Now," the Buddha said solemnly, "explore your consciousness."

After listening to the Buddha's words, Qiao Wan closed her eyes and tried to find out her consciousness.

A white pulse of light slowly condensed and formed, tilting its head.

Qiao Wan followed the Buddha's instructions and directed it to stretch forward.

The light pulse carefully protruded a small tentacle and kept moving forward.

The more his consciousness stretched forward, the more difficult Qiao Wan felt.

But the Buddha is still letting her continue.

The light pulse twisted left and right, as if a little out of her control,

boom-

A loud bang.

Qiao Wan's head was empty, as if something was pouring out like running water!

In an instant, the consciousness skyrocketed!

And the light pulse is also blazing in an instant, and it has grown more than five times in size!

Qiao Wan hurriedly opened her eyes and saw the light pulse with such a thick waist in front of the person in front of her. She was shocked and stuttered a little with excitement, "This... This is my consciousness?"

Is she so arrogant?

Qiao Wan was a little flattered.

The Buddha's face was very bad. When her consciousness skyrocketed, he was standing in front of Qiao Wan.

Although he hid quickly enough, the placket on his chest was caught off guard by the light pulse, revealing a clean and tight chest.

"This is indeed your consciousness."

"Didn't your teacher teach you this?" The Buddha asked in a condensed voice, frowning even tighter.

"Not really." Qiao Wan thought about it, and decided to tell the truth about her physical condition.

"Senior, I don't know, my physique is a bit different from ordinary people. I don't know why, but only 30% of the spiritual energy that enters my body can be refined, and the remaining 70% is like a mud cow entering the sea. Ordinary people spend twice as much effort refining spiritual energy, and when they come to me, It will take more than three times the time," Qiao Wan said, "My aptitude and cultivation base, I want to come to the seniors to see."

"Um?"

The Buddha was slightly surprised, "You stretch out your hand."

Qiao Wan stretched out her hand.

The Buddha stretched out two fingers, put them on her wrist, and touched them up inch by inch.

The Buddha frowned slightly, his expression very serious.

Qiao Wan also frowned, with the same serious expression.

Although he already knew what kind of aptitude he was, Qiao Wan was inevitably a little nervous when the Buddha watched closely.

This senior said just now that she has a strong sense of consciousness.

It felt like a golden finger suddenly appeared.

What if.

Maybe he is actually talented, but he has been buried for so many years. Now, with the guidance of the old grandfather, no, the great monk, he once discovered his potential, and since then he has really embarked on a fist-fighting senior brother. The way of Mary Su's counterattack who kicked Xie Xingzhi.

Just when Qiao Wan's thoughts were out of her control, she ran further and further away, and when she had already imagined the picture of winning the first prize at the fellow practitioners' meeting, the Buddha finally spoke again.

"I need to check your sea of ​​consciousness, are you willing?"

This sound once again shocked her back to all her lustful thoughts.

Qiao Wan came back to her senses, didn't think much, nodded, "Senior, you can just look at it."

With this graceful Buddha spirit and solemn voice, she couldn't have any fear or doubt from her.

The Buddha's consciousness is also golden like himself, and it looks majestic and majestic. But when she entered the sea of ​​her consciousness, it melted little by little like water, and the depths of majesty were wrapped with an extremely subtle, imperceptible compassion, tenderness, and patience.

Like the spring breeze and flowing water, it transforms the world.

This has nothing to do with age, gender and status, and truly loves all beings.

From Jinghong's glance, he could vaguely see that this senior was a great beauty, but after getting along a lot, Qiao Wan also knew that this senior had a bad temper and was as strict as her high school head teacher.

But such a stern person has such a gentle consciousness.

Qiao Wan didn't know why, her nose suddenly became sour, and a sense of grievance inevitably rose in her chest.

This divine sense is so gentle, it seems to slowly soothe all the pain in people's hearts, and illuminate every inch of darkness and selfishness in people's hearts.

Gently even made Qiao Wan want to cry a little.

Thinking that the Buddha was still in front of him, Qiao Wan forced back her tears.

At this time, the Buddha stretched out his fingertips again, and the fingertips gently twisted and pressed on her forehead.

This press, as if something exploded in his mind, Qiao Wan's mind was awake in an instant.

Especially sober.

After confirming that what she said was correct, the Buddha retracted his hand and said solemnly, "You just said that your aptitude is different from others, only 30% of the spiritual energy can be used for you, and the remaining 70% has disappeared without a trace. , but from what I just saw, your 70% aura has not dissipated."

Qiao Wan was stunned for a while, and after a while, she swallowed her saliva, but her eyes widened.

"senior?"

"You... what do you mean?"

The Buddha said, "I just saw it with you. Although I don't know what the reason is, your spiritual energy over the years has indeed been introduced into your sea of ​​consciousness to nourish your spiritual consciousness."

"Therefore, over the years, your cultivation has not been able to advance an inch."

The girl's sea of ​​consciousness was so wide that he was a little surprised.

He just released a little of his own consciousness, and went in to investigate, but he could only turn around in a circle, and there was a boundless black sea, and he was not allowed to enter.

There was a faint demonic energy in the darkness, but this demonic energy was fleeting, and even he wasn't sure what the reason was.

But looking at the girl in front of her, she has a very clean temperament, and she faintly exudes a burst of righteousness. It stands to reason that she should not have any connection with demonic energy.

This is strange and needs to be discovered in the future.

She poked a Buddha seal into her sea of ​​consciousness, and the Buddha withdrew his hand.

As for the front...

The Buddha couldn't help but glance at Qiao Wan.

Although her cultivation base is worthy of building a foundation, her divine consciousness is about to break through Nascent Soul.

Her consciousness is stronger than ordinary people, and over the years, under the nourishment of spiritual energy, it has grown rapidly.

Qiao Wan froze in place, and the whole person was a little dazed.

It felt like a piece of pie fell from the sky, smashing her whole body into a circle.

She couldn't believe it.

Qiao Wan only felt a little fluttering under her feet, she couldn't help pinching herself, she was so excited that her face was paralyzed, she stammered and asked, "Former senior... Is what you said true? Are you not? Are you lying... no, comfort me?"

"Cheat? What did I lie to you for?"

Qiao Wan suddenly came back to her senses.

The other party is a Buddhist cultivator, so there is no need to lie to her.

But it's just... unbelievable.

Qiao Wan squatted down, silently grabbed a handful of sand, and rubbed it in the palm of her hand, trying to calm herself down.

After knowing that he is a transmigrator, even Qiao Wan is not immune to the vulgarity.

Just as she was about to make up her mind to work **** her front foot, she told her on the back foot that 70% of her spiritual energy had not leaked out at all, her own cultivation was still in the stage of foundation building, and her consciousness was about to break through Nascent Soul.

Happiness comes too quickly, like a tornado.

The fact that she was in a dream was too weird. The elder brother and the master also helped her to read it at first, but at the time, they didn't hear how different her consciousness was.

And she is a sword cultivator, so naturally she didn't spend too much time and energy on this.

Listening to the senior's meaning, can she also look forward to it, and she actually has a golden finger?

Qiao Wan's hands trembled a little with excitement.

The reason why her divine sense is so strong is because she has been a human being in two lifetimes, and her primordial spirit is a little stronger than others.

Secondly, it is also inseparable from the cultivation that she has worked so hard for for so many years.

This is all nurtured and tempered.

The spiritual energy she can use is only 30%, and her cultivation efficiency is lower than others. Forcing Qiao Wan to spend many times more time on her cultivation than others.

If you give, you will be rewarded. In fact, the remaining 70%, under her lifeless practice, have all been doubled into her sea of ​​consciousness, and her spiritual knowledge has been nourished and tempered over time, and of course it will become more and more. tough.

If it hadn't been for the Buddha to help her take a look at it today, she still doesn't know when she would have found out about it.

In fact, I can't blame Qiao Wan. The monks before Yuan Ying practiced with all their strength, but rarely thought of nourishing and refining their spiritual consciousness, let alone those in the stage of foundation building and qi training.

But in the Yuan Ying stage, the importance of Yuanshen was revealed.

Her spiritual consciousness is equivalent to passing the middle school stage in one fell swoop and going straight to the university.

After rubbing the sand for a while, Qiao Wan finally calmed down, stood up, bowed respectfully to the Buddha in front of him, and sincerely thanked him, "Senior is so kind and virtuous, this junior is unforgettable, if I can use it in the future Where you can go to the juniors, the juniors will definitely go through fire and water."

The Buddha ignored her rainbow fart, glanced at her, and said solemnly, "This is what everyone needs. You don't have to wait until the future. You need your help today."

Although she has a strong sense of consciousness, she has not realized it for so many years, and she has never worked **** this road. It is too early to want to use her, kill the Quartet, and counterattack in one fell swoop. .

After Qiao Wan understood this, she was not disappointed at all.

With today's discovery, she is already very satisfied!

After being satisfied, Qiao Wan thought that this senior still needed to help him, and quickly asked sincerely, "When will we start, senior?"

The Buddha glanced at her and retracted his gaze: "Before that, you still need to learn how to control your consciousness."

Listening to the meaning of these words, it seems that I want to teach her by myself.

Qiao Wan quickly stood up straight, "Senior please enlighten me."

Everything is not achieved overnight, and skill proficiency must be gradually practiced.

If you want to master a skill, you have to try slowly. The first failure will lead to the second success.

Like, now.

Divine consciousness is a very subtle and mysterious thing. It can move according to the heart, and it can also transform into thousands of postures according to the heart.

boom-

Several light pulses swept out in an instant.

A small tentacle was raised at the end of the light vein, bent into a very familiar appearance, and it was rolled up on the man's wrist in an instant.

The Buddha glanced at the tentacles on his wrist, an ominous premonition arose in his heart, and his brows twitched: …

Divine consciousness injury is different from ordinary physical injury.

Resisting the urge to blast out with a palm, the Buddha stood on the spot and didn't move.

And those few light veins seemed to sense the tolerance of the Buddha, tightened their tentacles, showed off their might, and continued to ascend without knowing how to do it.

Wrists, ankles, neck, waist…

The tentacles tied the Buddha in midair again with a very familiar gesture.

And all of this happened in an instant.

After returning to his senses, Qiao Wan after seeing this scene clearly: (⊙v⊙)? ? ? Is there something wrong?

In the mist, the beautiful and solemn face of the Buddha turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A drop of cold sweat silently fell from Qiao Wan's forehead.

Buddha: …

Joey:…

Qiao Wan: She really didn't do it on purpose, the main reason is that the light pulse looks too much like that sea monster's tentacles!

Who knew that this thought just flashed in her mind, and it became like this!

And it's really hard for people not to think of those adult comics in previous lives!

Uncontrollably, a picture of Tsundere Lolita with double ponytails bound by tentacles appeared in her mind, blushing and yelling at Yajindie.

She thought about it, and in the next second, the tentacles transformed by her divine sense reached out a corner and prepared to drill into the Buddha's cassock.

Joe Night: ! !

etc!

The Buddha's cassock had just been torn out by the light veins, revealing the white and firm chest muscles. The divine consciousness tried his best to follow and restore the small theater in Qiao Wan's mind, and climbed up to the Buddha's chest.

Qiao Wan's whole person is messy: Stop it!

She almost saw her senior's pink tits! This is so bad ahhhh!

After sensing the movement of the light pulse, the Buddha was unexpectedly silent.

The itchy touch on the skin made the Buddha frown uncomfortably.

After getting along with Qiao Wan for so long, it was the first time that he was refreshed by this seemingly calm and polite junior.

The tentacles went all the way up the waist, and the Buddha kept telling himself in his heart that the injury to the spiritual consciousness was more serious than the injury to the ordinary body.

After enduring for a long time, the Buddha still couldn't bear it any longer, with a dark face, he shouted angrily, "Before you learn to control your consciousness, I think you have to learn how to control your brain first!!"