"The theory is that the spiritual space is equivalent to a space of consciousness. If you think about it, what will happen if a real object enters your mind?" The ghost sign three links ask a rhetorical question.
"I will die!" Light spit out these two words, Cao Yanbing seems to understand what.
"Yes, I will die. That's why I'm shocked!" In the small eyes of the ghost symbol three links, it seems to be more solemn than ever.
"Well, ask weakly, what are you talking about." Summer bell raised a hand, submissive said.
Looking at Xia Ling like this, they looked at each other, but shook their heads.
"Well, general fire, this is not the time to discuss this. You come with me and start the special training now." Ghost Fu Santong stood up, looked at Cao Yanbing, and slowly left the tent.
"Mr. ghost, what shall I do?" See two people leave here, still sitting on the ground of summer bell yelled.
"Study hard what that man taught you." The words were neither hot nor cold, and they were a little vague when they came.
"Hum, learn by yourself." He snored discontentedly. Just as he was about to meditate, he saw a white light in front of his eyes.
"Tianxuan, how did you come out?" A change before the unhappy, eyes flashing small stars, looking at the eyes wearing a red robe Han Xuan.
"Well," Han Xuan just nodded slightly, but looked into the distance.
"Next, I will urge you to practice all the time!" For a long time, the words that Xia Ling couldn't believe came out.
Then, "well, I can see you all the time."
"Nonsense!" Han Xuan frowned and yelled, "it seems that I was too indulgent in you before, so that you won't go astray in the future. I won't pity you for my future practice!"
"Ah!" When did Xia Ling see Han Xuan like this, she was so scared that she shivered, "Tianxuan, I, can I not learn!"
As soon as Xia Ling finishes this sentence, Han Xuan's vision suddenly locks on her body, and a momentum of not angry and self powerful spurts out.
"Yes, but I will leave your spiritual space. Unlike other guardians, I need spiritual people to guard my mind."
Looking at Han Xuan's unshakable eyes, Xia Ling panicked, "don't, don't, I learn, even if it's hard for me to learn."
"You don't have any psychological burden. You should keep a calm heart in practice." Looking at Xia Ling's tense expression, Han Xuan knows that even if he is allowed to practice now, it's just futile.
"No, eat it!" With that, Han Xuan turned his hand, and the white light flashed in the palm of his hand, and a small medicine bottle appeared.
"What's this?" Looking at the medicine bottle with light white light in hand, Xia Ling asked.
"Pills that can help you calm down." Cast an eye summer bell, Han Xuan mouth Zhang He, say.
Sure enough, Xia Ling put the pill into her mouth, closed her eyes, and then slowly opened them. There was no anxiety in her eyes.
"Well, you can run it again now. Tianyu Jiufeng will show it to me." See summer bell seems to return to the best cultivation time, how can Han Xuan miss this opportunity.
"Eh" nods, Xia Ling sits on the ground, and Tianyu Jiufeng starts to work.
Han Xuan is not guarding Xia Ling. Instead, he sits down after a distance“ Well, the first place! " Although no one is around, Han Xuan's divine sense doesn't leave Xia Ling's body. When the skill goes wrong, Han Xuan will throw a small stone on the ground and hit it there.
"Ah" the route of running the skill was interrupted instantly, and Xia Ling let out a cry.
"Tianxuan, how can you hit me with a stone?" Fog filled the eyes, let people pity.
"That will keep your memory long!" Han xuansi said with no expression.
"Tianxuan!" Hearing the voice without any emotion, Xia Ling looks at Han Xuan pitifully.
"Don't look at me with this kind of eyes, because when you have this time, you might as well think about how the skill can work perfectly."
"Hum, no wonder you are still a single dog now!" Seeing that her Assassin's mace seems to have no effect, Xia Ling's nature is finally revealed.
"Amount" has been observing her Han Xuan, hear this words slightly a Leng, seem to have no reaction from this words.
"Good girl In my heart, I laughed and scolded, but my face was stiff, like a strict teacher.