Is this a dream?

On the edge of the bamboo sea far away, Taoist Tianfeng patted his head. "Oh no! Her cultivation is much different from before!"

Then he shook his head again. "Just think you have extra for no reason."

Su Ruqing sat in the sea of ​​bamboo that was destroyed by her, frowned, put the Minghua sword aside, and held a piece of broken pillar.

Carefully enter your spiritual power into it.

"Ba—" Another bamboo could not bear her spiritual power and collapsed.

There were already broken bamboos piled up beside him, and Su Ruqing stopped until it was dark.

Looking at the sea of ​​bamboos in front of me that were destroyed by me, and the countless piles of bamboos around me, I was speechless for a long time.

Her power changed drastically overnight. And this spiritual power was a bit strange.

At least it was not the ones she had captured in the air in the past. She didn't know when the originally medium-sized spiritual veins became the best, and all 108 spiritual veins in her body were opened.

It's not a dream, what's going on?

The joy at the beginning finally turned into deep confusion. All this happened too suddenly and always felt unreal.

After patting the grass clippings on his body, Su Ruqing stood up, stretched her waist, and spent the whole day thinking about his own inexplicable things.

Now, the most important thing is that her power has increased too much at once, but her own cognition is still there. No matter how this power comes from, she must make herself familiar with her current self as soon as possible.

Looking up at the sea of ​​bamboo, I recalled that I was so panicked that I actually ran to the thirty-eight realms.

I stayed in this bamboo sea for a few days, but I didn’t seem to see any signs of human activities. Why not stay here for a few more days?

After she adapts to her cultivation, she will make plans.

Thinking of this, Su Ruqing took out Minghua, cleaned the mess of the land, and left the place without leaving any trace.

Passing by the open space I had seen again, Su Ruqing looked at the huge rock and remembered that during the day, she seemed to see a man playing the piano on this rock.

He raised his lips and walked towards the huge rock disdainfully, jumped up, and lay on it with a swagger.

Smelling the faint bamboo fragrance sent by the breeze at the tip of his nose, looking at the starry sky above, Su Ruqing quickly closed her eyes.

The next day, just as dawn, Su Ruqing turned over from the stone and walked down, checked the surrounding terrain, and chose a place to live for himself about a thousand meters away from the stone.

The sound of bamboo falling to the ground came, and there were faint sounds. Su Ruqing carried all the bamboos together in sweat, busy building a bamboo hut for herself.

The large area of ​​bamboo beside her was destroyed by her again. She had to speed up and control this power.

After spending two days, Su Ruqing sat in front of the bamboo house he built, looked at the open space in front of the house and said with a wry smile.

Because I am uncertain about my own strength, every time I cut bamboo, I always use too much force or slow down.

However, the house she temporarily lives in has been built, so she will start to concentrate on practicing martial arts from tomorrow.

In the early morning, the morning mist had not yet dissipated. Su Ruqing stood in the sea of ​​bamboo, and a green bamboo stick in his hand continued to stretch out and retract it.
Chapter completed!