Transmigrated Into a Smashing Asura Girl

Double cultivation, cultivation, raising children ...

In a flash, years passed.

In the past few years, Zhu Yu has broken through the fairyland and has succeeded in practicing in this realm.

But Yuege is stuck on the bottleneck of Huaxianjing ...

At first, she thought that she had insufficient experience, so she went to the two golden spiritual danger areas alone-Western Yin Jinmai and Moyuyang Jinfeng, and spent several months in two dangerous places, but found nothing.

Yue Ge hasn't experienced much of the bottleneck since childhood.

When she had n’t purified the pure blood of the Celestial Shura before, the state was low and the bottleneck was not obvious;

After she became the celestial Shura, her affinity and understanding of the elements are far from comparable in the past, and her realm has improved rapidly, without stagnation.

The sudden Caton now makes her somewhat discouraged.

"This is not a bad thing." Zhu Yuhui looked at her and said. "If you think more about it, the bottleneck period is also a great opportunity to strengthen your understanding of what you are doing."

Yue Ge: "... Azhu has never experienced a bottleneck, right?"

Zhu Yu did not experience it.

In fact, no one can compare with the celestial Shura of the ice genus if they are single-minded and transparent in the way of cultivation.

No way, attribute bonus. People are like a clear state of mind like ice, and the spirit is pure like snow, and the envy is not envious!

Zhu Yu frowned: "That's the case--"

Yue Ge exposed the vicissitudes and raised her hand to pat her shoulder: "I understand, I will try my best to understand."

To get rid of distractions and calm down, Yue Ge no longer thinks about being stuck on the bottleneck, but tries to feel the spirit of Jin Ling.

I am not sure, the breakthrough of this fairyland is to rely on water milling.

One day, Yue Ge felt suddenly and fell into a state of epiphany.

This epiphany is a few days and nights. I wish Yu is okay. With her current cultivation practice, she has no effect if she does not eat for several months.

But Jinqing tea is very sad ...

Jinqing tea is now on its way to cultivation.

She grew up to seven years old, her appearance has grown a little, and anyone can see the similarities between her and the two mothers.

However, since she became a cultivator, her dark eyes turned into a green color-this is also related to her attributes, just like Zhu Yu is a silver eye, and Yue Ge's eyes are amber.

"Mother, am I going outside for food?"

Jinqing tea looked at noon, and ran to knock on the door.

A moment later, Zhu Yu's cold voice like a broken jade flowed out of the room: "Go, take it month by month, don't care."

Jinqing tea should obediently say: "Good ~"

For several days, her three meals a day were settled in the Dongming cafeteria or outside restaurant.

is there any method?

The mother with good cooking skills can't close her door, and her mother is a kitchen killer. If you don't want to starve to death, you have to go out.

Jinqing tea sighed and patted the sword sword handle: "You have to bother you to protect me."

Monthly, there was no spirit to point.

The Yuege retreat, Yuge, as an animate spiritual weapon, should also join her ...

Looking at it on a weekday and month by month, they all appear in bundles, one by one.

But these days only a sword dangles month by month, it seems that there is only a single shadow, strange and lonely.

Jin Qingcha said comfortably: "Okay, I know you want Yu Ge. It won't be too long. It will come out when the mother comes out-let's go."

Today, Jinqing Tea does not want to go to Dongming Canteen again.

There will always be people who will disturb her to eat ...

For example, whispering "This is to wish Senior and Yue's daughter".

Others will have a friendly smile and come to say: "Little girl, how old are you this year, did your mother come with you?"

At this time, every month will stand up sharply, with a threatening sword sound.

The coming person was frightened, and his eyes shone brightly: "I wish that the spirit sword of the predecessor was so spiritual, and it was truly extraordinary!"

Jinqing tea: "..."

This is probably in the mouth of my mother, um, my brother and sister?

Of course, this is not the main reason.

What really made her unbearable was some dark dishes in the cafeteria.

Most of the dishes are still delicious, but the cooks seem to be very enthusiastic about research and have invented many new dishes that sound chilling.

What blue salted melon fried salted rice cake, what Lingling fish ball, what vinegar devil sweet potato ... simply beyond the limits of the imagination of the cultivators.

Sure enough, as my mother said, the canteen cuisine is a mysterious cuisine wow!

A large fork was drawn across the word in the cafeteria. Jinqing tea walked out of the academy with small legs that were longer but still short legs.

The restaurant opposite is very attractive to Shura.

"Two bowls of chixin rice, a plate of hollow bamboo shoots, a plate of stir-fried small vortex meat ... and then a bowl of clear tea juice." Jin Qing tea sat down, looked at the famous brand of the dishes, and simply ordered it.

The restaurant guy hesitated for a moment and wondered: "Little girl, is your father and mother there? There are so many you can't finish."

Jinqing tea was silent, and then a meaningful smile appeared, and the pair: "Young man, how do you think I can't finish?"

The little man was startled and immediately panicked his head and said: "Sorry, Senior, the little offended--"

Jinqing tea waved: "It doesn't have to be this way, and it's what you serve."

The little man hugged Cai Ben'er with fear and turned and slipped away.

Jinqing tea just laughed, and took a cup of tea and took a sip and sucked his mouth.

Well, there must be no tea at home, but it's not bad. After all, it is a restaurant dedicated to entertaining the cultivators.

She sat on the bench, her toes couldn't reach the ground, and she just wobbled in midair ...

In a few moments, meals were served.

Jinqing tea picked up a piece of bamboo shoots and chewed slowly.

The mother is still delicious.

If you add the small vortex meat, the taste is acceptable, but the rich umami flavor unique to the small vortex monster is not exerted to the extreme.

Jin Qingcha misses her mother more and more, and can only happily pick vegetables.

Even so, her speed is still extremely fast, and the dish of bamboo shoots has gone halfway in an instant!

The little man hid and watched, secretly rejoicing: Sure enough, it was an old senior who turned into a little girl. Fortunately, he did not disrespect, he called ...

A group of people also entered the restaurant when Jinqing tea was being eaten.

——Well, not a person.

This is a group of young practitioners, both men and women. Women are beautiful in appearance, while men are stronger than others.

Jin Qingcha tilted his head to observe, and by the way, applied a rest technique to himself.

This group of young cultivators, seeing their breath, is clearly Asura!

Asuras dressed as adults, their eyes gleamed brightly, and they didn't notice a little girl watching them quietly.

The dozen pairs of eyes showed eager gaze, all sticking to the dishes.

"Several guests, what do you want to come?" The young man stepped forward dutifully.

"Linglin Pheasant Claw!" Said a petite girl immediately.

"I'm going to roast the rhino row--" A burly man picked up roughly.

They gave me a word and quickly ordered dozens of dishes.

The man's hand speed is also very good, so please remember to fly fast, and then politely said: "Okay, wait a few of you."

After ordering, the Asuras' high concentration of concentration finally relaxed, and their eyes turned away from the menu.

During this relaxation, I saw the bamboo straws on the opposite side, looking at their Jin Qing tea curiously.

After a brief silence.

The petite Shura woman narrowed her eyes and suddenly frowned: "How do I think this little girl is familiar?"

This sentence seems to turn on what kind of switch, Shura men and women have said:

"Yeah, I think too."

"It seems like I've seen it before ..."

"Look, she is more beautiful than the little girl of the human race, will she be ours!"

"No, she doesn't have Ashura's breath."

Jin Qing tea noodles bite a straw and drink juice, pretending not to hear anything.

One of the Shura girls would take a while to see the dishes, and she was still bored, so she came forward:

"Hey, little girl. Sister asks you, where does your family live, how can you be alone?"

Jin Qingcha also had some baby fat face wrinkled. She instinctively disliked these Shura men and women who should be considered the same race, so she looked at her alertly and did not speak.

"Sister is asking you something?" Shura Nvqiang smiled.

She suddenly felt uncomfortable in the bottom of her heart, this expressionless, just look quietly, really upset her.

"Adult asked, this little girl is so rude!"

A burly Shura man came and took the Shura girl's hand and said, "Punny, don't be angry, I will teach her father and mother to take care of her--"

The little guy in the restaurant happened to come over with a small dish. When he saw this scene, he was shocked: "Guest! We do not allow private fighting in the restaurant!"

What's more, the goal he shot was still the old senior.

Who knows the kind of big shot, will the restaurant be razed to the ground ...

Jinqing tea looked dignified. She raised her hand and the green vines attacked the Shura man.

The Shura man didn't take it seriously, and laughed: "Just this little trick?"

Jinqing tea is still too small.

At this age, no one can match her. But the man who was a few decades older than hers still fell out.

At this moment, the monthly sword suddenly erected. Its beautiful frost blue sword exudes a chill that seems to be enough to freeze the soul.

The asura man screamed in horror--

His right arm was disconnected from his elbow, and the half of his arm was turned into an ice sculpture, and fell to the ground with a cry.

"You-you!" The Xiuluo Han covered his wound, where there was no drop of blood, cold and cold.

He stared fiercely at Jinqing tea.

The Shura sitting at the opposite table was stunned for a moment, and they all stood up in fright, and they were coming to this side.

Only the Shura girl who spoke first was staring straight at the Moon Sword.

this is……

this is!

Jinqing tea raised a sweet soft smile. When this expression appeared, she was particularly similar to Yuege.

"Monthly, please."

——————

Hanyue is centered.

Zhu Yu, who was practicing cross-legged, opened his eyes wide and clear.

"Monthly ..." She paused and slowly said, "Clean tea?"

Someone shot at Qingcha.

But this person's cultivation is unsatisfactory, and the dozens of others are no match for the strength of the month.

just……

Zhu Yu tilted his head slightly and glanced at the closed door of Yue Ge.

Just in case, just take a look.

She stood up and closed her eyes to perceive where the mortal spirit device was, and disappeared silently.

When Zhu Yu practiced, the natural cold ice breath had not yet dissipated. In the closed room, Yue Ge, who was originally in meditation, moved his finger.

The amber eyes opened lazily.

Although this retreat did not allow her to break through the fairyland, it also gave her a new idea.

Maybe she should go back to Hui nationality and talk to her father.

Turning the bead string on his hand, Yue Ge walked out the door briskly.

Azhu?

Miaomiao-ah, right? Chacha?