Mucous membranes, tumors, wriggling blood vessels, twisted pieces of flesh...
This is the depth of Chen Huai'an's soul.
The twisted blood-red formed a picture of hell.
But there is also a pure land amidst blood and filth.
It was a majestic black coffin, as black as ink, with five golden dragons carved on it. The golden dragons exuded a brilliant dragon aura, and any flesh and blood that crawled around it would be burned to ashes if it approached.
But they are still partially connected to the coffin, as if the flesh and blood all over the air are also part of the extension of the coffin.
Chen Huai'an lay in the coffin, dazed.
His body seemed to be imprisoned by countless chains.
Occasionally, I could hear the sound of slippery meat.
"Well... from a psychological and psychiatric perspective, your consciousness should be trapped. In layman's terms, it is autistic. In Internet language, this may be Yu Yu syndrome!"
"And if you want to break this self-enclosed state, you have to wake up and break the nightmare."
Chen Huai'an felt very confused.
After all, he has always been a very optimistic person.
Logically, this should never happen.
Today he just treats cancer.
As a result, I couldn't wake up for some unknown reason.
He was wearing a dragon robe and locked in such a black box.
Could it be that his ultimate dream is actually to become emperor?
As for how to get out of here, Chen Huai'an recalled an article he had read in his early years, in which a physicist said: If you want to find yourself in the maze, you must remember the anchor that can prove your existence.
The first thing that came to Chen Huaian's mind was the video girlfriend game, and the image of Li Qingran looking at him with a cute smile.
Think about it this way.
Suddenly, my eyes lit up and the game screen appeared.
Chen Huai'an slowly typed a question mark.
No, it really works?!
However, he also understood that the game screen was probably just his imagination. How could it really appear in the depths of his subconscious?
Everything remains the same.
Li Qingran sat at the table with needle and thread in his hand, placing a pile of cloth beside him. He ruffled his hair, stretched his back and continued to work. There were already several finished products in the box opposite him, and judging by the size and shape, they should be the tea bags he requested.
It's indeed imaginary.
Details are everything!
However, at this moment, a prompt popped up.
[The player is in an abnormal state. Do you want to spend 6 to get off-field support from your electronic girlfriend Li Qingran? ]
〈Yes (with the help of Li Qingran, suppress the cancerous dragon)〉
〈No (Dragon Qi swallowed by a cancerous demon dragon in the foundation-building stage)〉
Chen Huai'an was stunned for a moment.
Although I don't know what a cancerous dragon is.
What is dragon energy?
But this time it's a no-brainer.
Select Yes.
The money I previously topped up in the game has not been spent yet, so it will be deducted directly from it now.
[Selection successful, please wait...]
A progress bar appears in the upper corner of the game screen.
Then, he saw Li Qingran, who was concentrating on making tea bags, suddenly raised her head and looked into the void, as if she was looking at him through the screen, and her peach blossom eyes were gradually filled with worry and loneliness.
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【Qingran, the teacher needs your help.】
In the hut, Li Qingran heard such a sound.
"Master? What's wrong with you?!" Li Qingran stood up and looked into the void, bowing and saying, "Please tell me what I should do?"
[Although you are only in the foundation-building stage now, I need you to condense your life-defining magic weapon immediately, so that you can help me! ]
"Disciple obeys!"
Li Qingran didn't ask why and started preparing immediately.
The natal magic weapon - that is something that can only be considered in the Jindan stage.
Moreover, not every cultivator can condense it successfully. Once condensed, it is equivalent to having one more magic weapon than others, and this magic weapon will follow the owner throughout his life and gradually improve in grade as his strength improves.
A monk has only one chance in his lifetime to refine his lifelong magical weapon.
Once it fails, it will never be possible to condense it again in your lifetime.
The Jindan stage is the minimum threshold for condensing the innate magic weapon.
I have never heard of anyone being able to successfully condense it below the Jindan stage.
Li Qingran knew all of this.
But she doesn't care.
She does whatever Master needs her to do.
Fortunately, she was not helpless without the necessary materials. The materials needed to refine the magic weapon were already on the table. They must have been prepared by her master.
[Although you have just established your foundation, you have a top-grade Dantian, a single water spirit root, and excellent talent. Others cannot condense their own life instruments during the foundation-building period, but you can. These materials may help you.]
Top-grade spiritual essence, thousand-year-old Snow Lotus Platform, immortal-grade Concentrating Mind Powder - Li Qingran counted the ingredients and was secretly surprised.
These materials are very valuable.
Any one of them could cause a bloody storm.
But there is no time to make excuses.
Li Qingran took the immortal product Ning Shen Powder, poured a small amount of the top-grade spiritual essence onto the Snow Lotus Platform, supported the Snow Lotus Platform, and sat cross-legged in meditation.
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[Your electronic girlfriend is refining her life magic weapon! ]
[Progress 50%…]
I just spent another million on buying materials.
It is something that happens in the subconscious.
He can spend even 10 million.
So when the material selection popped up just now, he directly chose the most expensive one. Even if it was subconsciously, he wanted to give Li Qingran the best!
I just don't know what kind of magic weapon he thinks Li Qingran will condense in his subconscious mind.
He plays with swords.
Li Qingran is in Jian Ge again.
Then the condensed life-definition magic weapon should be a sword?
Time passed by minute by minute.
The progress bar reached 80%, and a faint halo gradually appeared on Li Qingran, who had been motionless on the screen.
These halos of light gathered towards the Snow Lotus Terrace.
Its spirit essence was affected by it, and began to change shape like plasticine being kneaded by a pair of clever hands.
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Condense your own magical weapon.
We will subconsciously choose the things we care about most.
Li Qingran frowned slightly.
Many things flashed through her mind, the conventional spears, swords, sticks, cauldrons, shields...but she felt that they were all not good enough.
When the bellyband flashed through my mind.
Her neck trembled and she felt her face burning.
The throbbing is OK, but the bellyband is not OK either.
Still a little bit off.
What does she care about most?
Somehow, a square object emerged in her mind. It was pitch black and looked like a brick. On it was written the simplified Chinese characters - "电管飽".
【This is something very important.】
[Be sure to keep it well...]
Subconsciously, the master had said this to her, but at that time she did not take the so-called full tube.
Li Qingran was clear and bright.
Yes, it's time.
The most important thing to her is a full tube.
Now she was going to condense the Electric Pipe and refine it into her life-long magic weapon. This was the way to obtain the Electric Pipe!
On the Snow Lotus Terrace, the spiritual essence kept changing its shape, and finally turned in a certain direction and quickly took shape.
After a moment.
Chen Huai'an stared blankly at the Snow Lotus Platform in Li Qingran's arms.
The good news is that the natal magic weapon has indeed been condensed.
The bad news is that this life weapon looks a bit weird.
If you zoom in on the image, you can clearly see the commercial logo above - the full tube.
No, sister!
Where did this come from?
Isn’t this the power bank he bought?
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