Offering Salted Fish To Master

These defensive magic weapons, various, made into jade hairpin bracelets and earrings styles, made into arm rings and anklets, these are okay, she can wear them, but they can be made into armor, they are still XXXL, and she can wear them. on?

Just take the armor, the big shield with the round shape and the pattern that looks like a tortoise shell? Sima Jiao was afraid that she didn't want to transform her into a mobile fortress.

Seeing Sima Jiao picking up a heavy nose ring, Liao Tingyan seemed to be satisfied with it. He was a little bit sad about his premature death aesthetic, and stepped forward and held his hand. "Just forget about this nose ring. Well, if you really use my beautiful nose for me, I'm afraid it will fall off."

Sima Jiao: "Huh? Is this a nose ring?"

Liao Tingyan: "Yeah, yeah, this nose ring is probably for a cow. It's too exaggerated, so don't let it go."

Sima Jiao: "I think it can."

Liao Tingyan: ...Ancestor! I can't!

He passed Liao Tingyan and picked up another shoulder armor. It was an oversized shoulder armor covered with crystal barbs, which could be worn by a strong man with 18 packs of abs. Seeing that he looked quite liking, he took the shoulder armor.

Liao Tingyan didn't expect his inner preferences to be so wild, and the expression on his face could not be controlled. Sima Jiao walked in front, as if he could see Liao Tingyan's expression, showing an expression that could not help but laugh.

Liao Tingyan didn't give up, but wanted to struggle a bit, pulling Sima Jiao's robe: "Is all these for me?"

Sima Jiao said slowly: "Of course they are all for you."

Liao Tingyan had to show off his strength to act like a coquettish. "But people don't like it. Forget it!"

The corner of Sima Jiao's mouth turned upwards, and he heard Liao Tingyan scold him in his heart, which was fierce. He picked up a very beautiful Yingluo collar, showed it to Liao Tingyan, and asked her, "Do you like this?"

That Yingluo collar is decorated with auspicious clouds of jade swallows, a silk pattern, inlaid with red orbs, and golden tassels. There are also fine hollow patterns on the collar, which is very delicate.

Liao Tingyan: "Like it! Look how good this looks!" If the ancestor is normal, there is still aesthetics.

Sima Jiao threw the Yingluo collar aside and let out a bang, "Unfortunately it's not a defensive weapon, so don't."

Oh shit.

What's the matter with this man? Does he really have feelings for me? What kind of plastic feelings!

Shi Yuxiang is the boss in his Fenghua City, no one can care about her, and all the people who are waiting for her are a group of little white faces that are not high in cultivation but are pleasing enough. Liao Tingyan has arrived here and lived more freely than before in the academy. , After all, she doesn't even have classes now, and she still feels leisurely on vacation.

The place where Shi Yuxiang lives is better than that in the academy, and it is not worse than the Bailuya Palace. It can be seen that the treatment of Shi's family is really super good. Since arriving in this world, Liao Tingyan has seen too many gorgeous palaces and too many treasures, and now he somewhat regards money as clouds.

She is now the most violent master, living in the most gorgeous room... wears the ugliest defensive magic weapon.

After Liao Tingyan went back, he refused to put that bunch of things on himself, and threw himself straight on the soft bed, buried himself in the blanket of flowers, motionless, and protested in silence.

Sima Jiao ignored her, didn't look at her any more, only took those things and went to other places. Liao Tingyan didn't hear anything from him, so he got up and looked for it, but he didn't see anyone.

Liao Tingyan: The ancestor must be doing something.

She felt that Sima Jiao was just teasing herself just now. He was a man of several hundred years old. Sometimes he was as naive as a child. It was not wrong to say that he was a primary school chicken. She had a primary school nephew who was more stable and mature than him. My nephew will give flowers to the little girl she likes, and she will bring milk to drink in the morning.

Liao Tingyan curled his lips, found a comfortable table outside and sat down, and then sorrowfully took out a bottle of pills and gnawed two pills. This was taken from the treasure house. She just thought the bottle was good-looking, picked it up and looked at it. Sima Jiao glanced at it and said that the pill tasted alright. After eating it calmly, Liao Tingyan brought it back.

For some reason, she always felt dry after waking up from the high fever, and she was restless at everything. Regarding this as a small sugar pill for clearing away the heat, after eating two of them, I felt peaceful.

Liao Tingyan: I even miss the scriptures and worship Buddha.

Sima Jiao found a quiet room for refiners, and those defensive instruments were randomly piled aside. He dismantled them one by one, pondered them, and then smelted them into various round beads and patterns.

Finally, he took out the Yingluo collar that had been thrown out in front of Liao Tingyan, and smelted the beads with the magic weapon.

...

Liao Tingyan woke up in peace and found that he was squeezed aside, Sima Jiao dazzled her spacious throne and let her lie down on him.

She got up and noticed that there was a little more weight on her chest, and looked down, she had an extra collar.

This Yingluo collar was originally beautiful, but with more small beads and flowers, it would look even better. Liao Tingyan couldn't put it down a bit, thinking in his heart, the ancestor pretended to throw it away before, but he hasn't taken it back now. She felt it carefully, and then realized something was wrong.

Originally, the function of this Yingluo collar was storage, which was a bit tasteless for the monks of the Transcendental stage who brought their own space to open up space, but now it seems to be a defensive weapon with additional storage functions.

She fumbled and used it for a while, and couldn't help but be speechless, thinking, what kind of Pokémon is Sima Jiao? How can he refine tools?

Sima Jiao opened his eyes and looked at her. Liao Tingyan picked up the Yingluo collar, "You made it by yourself?"

Sima Jiao snorted from his nose as an answer.

Liao Tingyan was curious: "Where did you learn the exercises?" The lessons she had listened to were not for nothing. The teacher said that basic knowledge was quite comprehensive. It is said that refining exercises is super difficult. Like the mathematics and physics in modern students' courses, they cannot understand without talent.

She couldn't do it anyway, after looking at the jade slips for refining for a while, she immediately gave up.

This ancestor was locked up in the Three Sacred Mountains before. Where did he learn these skills?

Sima Jiao asked her back: "I still need to learn such an easy thing?"

It's really easy for him. There are some book spells in the Three Sacred Mountains. Although he doesn't want to learn it, the life is too long. When I'm bored, I read it a bit and I understand after a little bit of thinking. And he has an advantage over the average monk, because he has spiritual fire in his body.

Liao Tingyan: His eyes flashed by the force of the king.

"Do I no longer need to wear those shoulder armors on my body?" Liao Tingyan held the beautiful collar given by his ancestor, feeling that he had escaped.

Sima Jiao: "Just think about it and you will know, would I really let you wear those things."

Hmm... With Smaggio's mysterious and unpredictable routine, this is not necessarily true.

Liao Tingyan smiled at him: "Of course you won't, you are the best."

Sima Jiao: "That's not what you said in your heart."

Liao Tingyan: "My mood is very calm, you should not hear what I am thinking."

Sima Jiao put a palm on her forehead and pushed her to her side, with a smile on her face, "Don't listen, I can guess."

Oh, guess it. Liao Tingyan was not afraid of him at all. He was still looking down at the Yingluo collar carefully, counting how many defensive restrictions there were. In addition to integrating the existing defensive magic weapons, he seems to have refined new defensive magic weapons himself, using the original storage function to miniaturize many defensive magic weapons in it.

The more I look at it, the more I can count it.

Liao Tingyan lay down.

Sima Jiao: "Have you finished counting?"

Liao Tingyan: "Not counting, so many, I don't think it will be used."

Sima Jiao snorted, "It will be available soon."

Liao Tingyan: "???"

She turned to look at Sima Jiao, but saw that he closed his eyes, "You'll know in two days."

He didn't like to talk about anything, and when he felt it was almost done, he suddenly started to make trouble. Liao Tingyan is accustomed to this approach. If he says he is an ancestor, the degree of difficulty is at the ancestral level.

If you change someone else, you may drive him crazy, but Liao Tingyan's curiosity is at most ten minutes, and the idea of ​​what to explore is very limited, so she is too lazy to ask, and waits for the boat to reach the bridge.

In the past two days, she felt uncomfortable, but she couldn't find the reason. She couldn't even sleep well, and she was very irritable. She was a violent salted fish. The grumpy Sima Jiao looked at her so calmly, and occasionally looked at her irritable with a strange look. Seeing him like that, she almost clapped her to make her feel angry again.

Liao Tingyan: I really want to drink Madam Jingxin Oral Liquid.

There was heavy rain and thunder that night. The thunder was very loud, as if it was smashing above people's heads, and Liao Tingyan felt awe in awe and a little bit perplexed. The first time she was awakened by Sima Jiao in the middle of the night, she was awakened by thunder.

What's wrong with me, I am afraid of thunder after doing bad things? Liao Tingyan sat on the bed and was puzzled. Another burst of thunder fell. She felt her heart beating wildly, and she couldn't help but start shaking Sima Jiao.

Sima Jiao didn't sleep either, he just closed his eyes. Liao Tingyan shook him for a long time, but when he opened his eyes, he saw that the corners of his mouth kept rising.

Liao Tingyan was silent for a moment, and pressed his hand to a certain part of him.

Sima Jiao finally opened his eyes.

Liao Tingyan's face was solemn: "I felt a little flustered listening to the thunder. Why do you say this? I didn't do this before."

Sima Jiao: "Let go of your hand, or you will be struck by lightning soon."

Liao Tingyan glanced at him: "You tell me what causality is?" Is it possible that your gadget still carries thunder to kill people? She deliberately yelled excitedly in her heart.

Sima Jiao rolled over and laughed. He gave her a joke again inexplicably.

He laughed enough, hooked the back of Liao Tingyan's head, and hugged her on his body, "You are about to break through. Soon there will be thunder robbery, that will happen."

Liao Tingyan suddenly realized it, and remembered it.

Yes, she seems to be about to break through. It's not that she has no sense of reality. After all, she didn't cultivate it step by step. Because of Fengshan's blood clotting flower, she didn't break through so many times without thunder and calamity, and she has no experience at all. , This is the first time.

Her cultivation base has risen too fast, and Sima Jiao's double cultivation before has improved her. What he meant by what he said was that if he double-fixed now, it is estimated that she will break through on the spot, and she won't be struck by lightning here.

Liao Tingyan took a breath and rubbed his fingers, which was very dangerous.

However, how come to break through the previous state so as to advance menopause?

Also, the emotional ancestors gave her so many defense armors to protect her from thunder and catastrophe, and thought that she was bullied before that stimulated him.

Liao Tingyan thought for a while, and humbly asked: "I won't be the first cultivator to be smashed to death because I can't handle the thunder tribulation, am I?" After all, she came up with a shortcut.

Sima Jiao was still pretending, "If I don't let you die, you can't die."

You are the best.

The next day, Liao Tingyan discovered that the ancestor was really powerful.

"Do you know why I chose teacher Yu Xiang?" Sima Jiao carried the white mouse that teacher Yu Xiang's deity had turned into, and said to Liao Tingyan: "Because she is also a monk in the transformation stage, she is about to break through."

The teachers and family members have special treatment. If they want to break through, they can go to a secret place of Gengchen Immortal Mansion, the thundering valley to break through. There, the natural barrier can stop most of the thunder tribulations, even the most useless disciples of the master family, can not be killed by lightning.

Moreover, there is a secret hidden there, allowing the cultivation of the monks who break through there to grow a small realm within a few days. The more difficult it is to improve the level of cultivation, the more difficult it is for ordinary people to cultivate for decades or hundreds of years in this small state.

Sima Jiao wanted Liao Tingyan to replace his teacher Yu Xiang to make a breakthrough in the Thunder Valley.

The author has something to say: Yan Yan: The big guy brings an upgrade.