C37 Counter Lady(part Iii)

He patted Fang Hui's trembling shoulder and comforted him, "It's fine!" He turned his head toward Miss Hu and calmly said, "Release Xiaobao within three breaths of time or you will have to bear the consequences."

However, he wasn't worried that Xiaobao would be harmed. Xiaobao had a spiritual body, so his body was naturally a world, unlike a human's sea of consciousness that was constantly connected to the heavens and the earth, where it could perceive the natural laws that had existed since ancient times. Xiaobao had his own laws, so unless Xiaobao opened his own spiritual channel with the outside world, no one would be able to see the situation in his body, including the structure of his sea of consciousness and body.

Ling Yan could tell that Miss Hu was a cultivator, and as to exactly what kind of cultivator she was, Ling Yan couldn't be certain. Ling Yan only knew that Miss Hu had already sensed that Xiaobao possessed a special physique that contained pure spirit energy, and now she was actually pressing her hand on Xiaobao's abdomen to absorb the true essence within Xiaobao's body.

Miss Hu still did not realize the impending disaster as she continued to look at the two of them with disdain. In her heart, she believed that two commoners bringing a child with them to buy diamonds was a gift. Now that the gift was received, the giver had to leave. Ling Yan's cultivation base was also higher than Miss Hu by a few levels. Coupled with the fact that he had restrained his aura, in the eyes of Miss Hu, he was just an ordinary person.

"What is it? You want to call the police? "Sure, but I don't know who the police will take away when they arrive here. Hehe …" Miss Hu said with a coquettish smile.

A cold light flashed in Ling Yan's eyes as he coldly said, "Cultivators like you have finally come to an end!" With a flash, he reappeared next to Miss Hu. He extended both his hands and placed his right hand on Xiaobao's shoulder. His left palm struck Miss Hu's shoulder. His movement was as fast as lightning. Fang Hui and the rest felt that with Ling Yan's sudden appearance, the situation had changed. When Miss Hu heard the word cultivation, she had already felt that something was wrong and stopped laughing. At the same time, she became alert. Before she could regret it, Ling Lie's terrifying aura completely engulfed her. She could only raise her right hand to block by instinct.

With a loud "pa" sound, Miss Hu's body flew out at an angle and smashed the counter behind her. With another "hualala" sound, the jewelry scattered all over the floor. Accompanied by a few screams, the other counter ladies and customers, who had been watching the scene, ran out in panic.

Ling Yan moved the counter in front of him and carried the crying Xiaobao into Fang Hui's arms. He walked into the shop and found Miss Hu lying on the ground, blood flowing from her mouth. Her body was still struggling to get up, but the bones and flesh on her right shoulder were completely shattered.

Ling Yan stared at her coldly, his face still holding traces of anger. If it wasn't for the fact that this woman was most likely his junior apprentice-nephew, he would have withdrawn some of his strength at the last moment. That furious blow had sent her to hell on the spot.

"Body Heaven's Heart, comprehension of nature, and accumulation of good nature are the only ways for a cultivator to advance to the Heavenly Dao. An act of recklessly using any means for one's own benefit like you has already deviated from the true intentions of a cultivator, and if it were not for the fact that you and I might have some connections, you would have become my first person to worship the Dao."

Ling Yan raised his hand and shot a thin beam of white light towards the center of Miss Hu's brows. "Seal off your Dantian for three years. Hopefully your state of mind will change during these three years. Otherwise, I won't even have a chance to reincarnate!" The last "hmph" was filled with elemental energy. When Miss Hu heard this, her body trembled and she spat out another mouthful of blood.

Ling Yan came to Fang Hui and whispered, "Let's go!" He did not stop and walked towards the stairs. Ling Yan's heart was currently filled with worry. From Miss Hu, it could be seen that the quality of cultivators on Earth was very low. If three out of ten cultivators had an example like today, then the cultivation technique passed down by her parents would become a killer that would harm the common people.

This Miss Hu's cultivation level was only at the middle level of the Revolving Sunlight Realm, and her seniority was estimated to be below the third generation disciples. The juniors that the juniors and juniors spread out were at least above the hundred, and if the first disciple he met was so vicious, then what kind of scene would it be?

Ling Yan had wanted to interrogate her thoroughly, but seeing that Miss Hu was half-dead and only knew how to spit blood, he didn't mind. Master Chen was just an ordinary person, so he probably had limited knowledge of this matter. In any case, there would be a cultivator disciple coming here in three days, so it wouldn't be too late to ask.

Returning home, Ling Yan put aside all the fretful thoughts and sat down in front of the computer to try to get online. He turned on the computer and put his hands on the keyboard, but he did not know where to start, so he could only laugh dryly and look at Fang Hui. Fang Hui smiled and applied for a QQ for him before explaining the basic usage of QQ to him. He explained it extremely quickly, so she was not afraid that Ling Yan would not remember it.

He then taught him how to open a website and use the engine to search for the information he wanted. Then he said, "Okay, you can play by yourself!" He carried Little Treasure into the bathroom and left him there. Ling Yan was dumbstruck as he watched Fang Hui's graceful back enter the bathroom. He thought to himself that this person was too irresponsible and had not even taught him how to start typing!

Without any other choice, he clicked on the only friend on the QQ list: Flower blooming and blooming. Twisting the remaining fingers of his right hand, he used his middle finger to poke around for the alphabet on the keyboard.

Five minutes, ten minutes passed, and Ling Yan's fingers became two fingers. Gradually, he put his left hand on the keyboard as well, and as time went by, Ling Yan's typing speed got faster and faster. He could only hear the crackling of the keyboard, and a line of words would appear on his computer screen.

Fang Hui, who was standing behind him wiping his head with a towel, could not help but stop himself. If he had not taught him how to read pinyin and how to surf the internet, he would not have believed that this was the first time Ling Yan had sat at the computer table like this. Fang Hui thought to himself, "Even those programming experts could not have typed as fast as him."

In the evening, Ling Yan went to sleep in the living room. Fang Hui opened his QQ and clicked on the picture of "Passenger", which represented Ling Yan's name. There were a lot of words written in it that sounded like novels: Hello, Fang Hui, Ling Yan, Xiao Bao, Ling Bao. Then the text began to lengthen: When I woke up, a thousand years later, the world had changed, and the objective had changed. The sudden changes of the two ages were like those of yesterday and today, when faced with this strange world, I was at a loss for a moment. Everyone has their own world, and my world is actually so far away …

The message was thousands of words long, and contained Ling Yan's nostalgia for the past, as well as his curiosity and feelings towards the current era. Fang Hui could read Ling Yan's helplessness, longing, worry and blankness between the lines.

Although Ling Yan's life had passed by almost a thousand years, Fang Hui knew that Ling Yan's life experiences were not as long as his own. In terms of actual age, he was only a teenager of fifteen or sixteen years, a few years younger than him. No matter how profound his cultivation was or how powerful his martial arts were, his personality would depend on experience to perfect and mature.

Ling Yan was lying on the sofa in the living room, hands on pillows. His eyes were wide open as he thought about the events that had transpired in the day.

According to what his mother had told him in the jade eye, those disciples were all virtuous and virtuous people. Otherwise, his father would not have accepted them as his disciples.

Although the cultivation environment on Earth was not ideal, and it was hard to find resources that could be helpful in cultivation, based on the perfect cultivation technique left behind by his mother, it shouldn't cause them to encounter obstacles in their cultivation as well as the counter lady that Ling Yan suspected to be a demonic cultivator.

The origin of Demonic Cultivators was extremely difficult to cultivate. A large portion of the original state of Demonic Cultivators were ordinary wild beasts, and only a small number of Demonic Cultivators were the next generation to successfully cultivate Demonic Cultivators, so it was much easier for these Demonic Cultivators to cultivate under the guidance of their parents. The hardest part were the ordinary beasts that were gradually being nurtured by spiritual energy, and those without any guidance would die naturally after a few more years, of which only three to five percent were lucky enough to be reborn and become a first class Demonic Beast.

After a long period of time, it gradually transformed into a spirit beast. The next goal of a spirit beast was to become a demon beast, and once it became a demon beast, it would also have the ability to change. Most demon beasts, once they possessed the ability to change, would immediately transform into a human form.

However, the structure of the human body was more complex than any living being, and it would not be easy for it to transform into a human. The monkey was the easiest, because its shape was very similar to a human's, while the other demon beasts were much more difficult.

But no matter how exquisite or how vivid the demon cultivator's transformation was, in the eyes of cultivators, there was nothing that could hide from him. This was because the demon qi cultivators formed from the aura of beasts could see it at a glance. The path of a demonic cultivator was full of obstacles. He was worried about the trials of the heavenly tribulation, and also had to be on guard against being caught and raised as a pet by cultivators.