ah···!

The harsh screams shuttled back and forth among the floating clouds.

The magic value is in the account...8 o'clock.

The magic value is in the account... 6 o'clock.

The magic value is in the account... 6 o'clock.

Ke Xiaoliang's simple broadcaster made by himself in the gourd world constantly reported his benefits to him.

Although I have already known the specific data, it feels really good to be read like this.

We don't have a system, but we can build it ourselves.

If others have it, we must have it, and we cannot lose at the starting line.

When Xie Ying fell off the cliff for the thirty-seventh time, the magic value no longer occurs.

Ke Xiaoliang discovered that Xie Ying was already in a semi-distressed state, and was obviously about to let him get bald.

A monk with the first level of Qi training has much stronger willpower than ordinary people.

The estimated upper limit of willpower is between eighty and one hundred.

In other words, a monk with a level of Qi training can float within the range of 80 to 100 in a single magic value.

If this threshold exceeds, the monk will collapse, become an idiot or turn into a distorted and blackened state.

In the falling fear, Xie Ying's magic value generated in a single time did not exceed ten points.

However, because he was masturbated too many times in a short period of time, he fell into a trance.

Similarly, this method has gradually become invalid for him.

"It's time to use the real topic." Ke Xiaoliang's thoughts moved.

Xie Ying finally ‘bottomed’.

With a clamor, Xie Ying fell into the cold pond at the bottom of the cliff.

This cold pond and the narrow valley were just built by Ke Xiaoliang.

It is the magic value that comes from Xie Ying.

As the cold pond water was stimulated, Xie Ying woke up quickly.

Looking around in confusion, Xie Ying's pupils suddenly condensed.

I saw a dark figure standing on the stone platform on the hazy shore.

Xie Ying was shocked and realized that she had no way to retreat and had nowhere to hide, so she slowly swam towards the shore.

Wait until you climbed ashore in a mess, and then take a closer look.

Only then did I realize that the dark figure was clearly a stone statue.

There seems to be words engraved on the stone wall behind the statue.

"Yu Dugu has been circulating in the world for three thousand years, and now he has passed through the sky and left a volume of "Record of Heavenly Demon Treasures". Those who are destined to break through thousands of layers and return to the cliff and fall into this place. He is the disciple of Yu's next generation. He should kowtow in front of the stone statue three thousand times, and his magical power will appear from now on." Xie Ying slowly dictated the words, and although there was still doubt on his face, he also showed joy.

Although it is not common, there are indeed some adventures in this world.

"Are Is this an adventure? The cycle of falling just now is a test? And I have passed the test?" Xie Ying was excited and then looked around.

The stone platform is clean and there is no place to hide things.

It was very strange that there was not even a weed growing around the cold pond.

Xie Ying touched her arms, took out an evil talisman made of black and blood ink, mobilized the true energy of the demon sect in her body, and beat the evil talisman out.

More than a dozen dark ghosts flew out from the evil talisman.

The ghost lingers in the valley, howling, and finally returns to the evil talisman.

Xie Ying was exhausted and gasped heavily.

Although the evil talisman was specially prepared for him by his father and could be used with the true energy of the Demon Sect, it was not magic power after all, and it was too forced.

"I didn't find anything. Do you really have to kowtow three thousand times?" Xie Ying hesitated.

With a try, Xie Ying still surrendered.

It's just a thirty thousand heads. If there is really a shocking adventure, let alone a thirty thousand heads, he can still thirty thousand heads...

Xie Ying began to kowtow with a thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping thumping

At first it was pretty real.

Afterwards, I became more and more perfunctory.

After three thousand sounds, he kowtowed for three hours.

If it weren't for the Demon Sect's true energy that was circulating to protect the body, he would have been unable to hold on.

The stone that was plastered in front of Xie Ying's forehead suddenly cracked after he kowtowed three thousand sounds.

The scroll hidden inside was revealed.

Looking at the exposed scroll, Xie Ying's face changed several times, and her crumbling body could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.

"The magical value is in the account...50." Ke Xiaoliang's data broadcaster once again rang in his ears, and the sound of recharged accounts was particularly intoxicating.

Ke Xiaoliang looked at the homemade properties panel.

On the panel, after deducting the overhead, there are now a total of 223 magic values.

Xie Ying gasped, rubbed his swollen and bruised forehead with his hands, turned over with grin, and then pulled the scroll out of the crack of the rock.

Then slowly unfold the scroll.

"If you want to practice magic skills, please castrate yourself first." The first sentence of the article shocked Xie Ying.

Although many strange and evil skills have various requirements, it is not too rare to practice "self-castration".

However, Xie Ying was still a little reluctant to accept such a result.

So, he further expanded the scroll to see what kind of magical magic this was and whether it was worth his sacrifice.

"If you don't castrate yourself, you can wear women's clothes." The second sentence immediately followed, but Xie Ying almost choked to death with an old phlegm.

He looked up and looked around, trying to figure out if someone was playing a prank and joking with him.

However, when you think about it carefully, it is impossible for ordinary people to have the ability to throw him in the air and fall repeatedly. If you have this ability, there is no need to make things difficult for him, a small first-level Qi training cultivator, Xie Ying calmed down again and prepared to continue reading.

"If you don't castrate yourself, you don't wear women's clothing. If you practice this exercise, you need to practice thousands of years of Yin water and thousands of years of cold ice as a supplement to control yang fire, and avoid evil fire from attacking the heart, and the heart fire burns the body and dies. That's it. Every day at 2:00 a.m., you should suffer the pain of evil fire burning the heart. You also need to use 7749 kinds of Yin spiritual medicine to refine 9981 days to make a pure Yin elixir, take pure Yin elixir to suppress evil fire, maintain your mind, and you must not get close to women before the magical power is completed." The third sentence shocked Xie Ying, and he began to feel that this volume of magic skills may really be something.

After all, the two strange requests in the first two seem to give a ‘reasonable’ explanation when they see the third sentence?

"It's a bit embarrassing to castrate yourself, but women's clothing... As long as you secretly wear women's clothing and practice magic skills, how can others know that I have such a past?" Xie Ying turned her head and looked at the reflection of her face in the pond.

Although the forehead was bruised and swollen at this time, it looked feminine and had fair skin.

Maybe women's clothing looks good too?

"The magical value is in the account... 60 o'clock!" Another sound of counting came from Ke Xiaoliang's ears.

Continue to flip the scroll down.

Text is temporarily suspended.

What appeared in front of Xie Ying was a series of detailed women's clothing tutorials.

From the choice of clothing, to the hiding of some male officials, to the delicate and softening of the skin, the feminine makeup on the face, and finally... how to disguise as a woman as a man, and have an indescribable factual relationship with men.

"The magic value is in the account... Seventy o'clock!" The numbering voice continued.

The rising value is undoubtedly revealing, and Xie Ying is suffering from such a mental impact at this moment.
Chapter completed!