Chapter Fifty-Eight: Self-inflicted Passion

The realm spirit commented like this, and the curvature of the corners of Jing Yao's mouth quickly bloomed, revealing a smile that she thought was mysterious and arrogant.

The realm spirit said that he couldn't understand it, and asked, "Did you win?"

"Well, won...... No, can't you see it?"

The realm spirit shook his head and sighed, "The Chaos Clock is too badly damaged, the deity is busy recovering from his wounds every day, where is there more energy to pay attention to the outside world." Only when your life is at stake, will I release the True Yuan to help you get through it. ”

Jing Yao's smile froze on her face.

Ma Dan, this kind of thinking that the other party always pays attention to himself, and has warned the other party more than once, but the result is just his own self-inflicted amorousness.

Damn, embarrassment is going to be committed......

However, Jing Yao's biggest advantage is that her skin is thick enough and her brain turns fast.

In this case, she will calm down and think about whose problem it is, and if it is her own problem, then think about how to push it to others.

She couldn't help but look at the dilapidated Chaos Heaven, and said seriously: "It seems that you are too weak, don't worry, I will definitely cultivate well, and my sister will cover you in the future!"

Jing Yao's big eyes couldn't help blinking, flickering like a starlight, and her expression was really sincere.

A happy smile hung on the face of the realm spirit: "That deity is looking forward to this day coming soon." ”

"Don't worry, it won't be more than 100,000 years at the latest. ”

Spirit: "......"

100,000 years! Immortal cultivators step into the cultivation of the truth, cross the catastrophe to Dacheng, 10,000 years is enough to waste firewood, you come to 100,000 years, how can I be embarrassed?

"You can play by yourself first, even if the Chaos Heaven is corrupt, the aura is abundant and it is above the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and practicing here will be of great benefit to you. ”

"What about you?"

"The deity also needs to be cultivated......

I'm afraid that the cultivation of the realm spirit has reached an unimaginable realm, and according to Jing Yao's thoughts, I am afraid that he can already break free from the shackles of the Chaos Bell.

But in order to repair the Chaos Heaven, day after day, year after year, the earth-shattering cultivation is used as nourishment to repair the Chaos Realm, even if it is just a drop in the bucket, but there is no hesitation.

She didn't understand the meaning of that.

Watching the realm spirit enter the stone tablet, Jing Yao suddenly had motivation, she sat cross-legged, cultivating the Dao Heart Clear Technique, the mellow life vitality was scattered in the limbs and veins, and after circulating for thirty-six weeks, the injury was no longer serious.

Jing Yao retreated from the Chaos Heaven, and it was already midnight at this time.

Zhao Shengnan had already fallen asleep, with a sumptuous dinner on the table, she couldn't help but feel that it was good to have a friend in her life who cared about her, this was her first friend in the world of cultivating immortals.

The scene of the day appeared in the deepest part of his mind, and in the face of Elder Qingfeng's strength, this tall figure had also stepped forward to protect himself......

"Jing Yao, you have to grow up quickly, you also have people who need to be protected. ”

Jing Yao muttered, inadvertently, Lin Tianxing's shadow also appeared, she couldn't help but underestimate the 'little brat', covered the quilt and fell asleep.

In the early morning of the second day, the sun was shining and the mountain breeze was gentle, Jing Yao stretched her waist, patted the edge of the bed and said, "Get up Katsunan." ”

"I'll sleep again, yesterday was too much consumption, only the god of sleep can give me strength. ”

"Then I don't care about you. ”

"Go, go, go, don't forget to feed the pigs. ”

Jing Yao: "......"

Putting on the clothes of a miscellaneous disciple, Jing Yao walked out of the door, yawned in the same way, and suddenly saw a familiar figure in a trance, she couldn't help but rub her eyes, looked again, reflexively took two steps back, and hit the door with a bang.

Lin Tianxing was dressed in white, and he stood outside the courtyard gate so abruptly.