Li Ping spent another day continuing to study and become familiar with this plane.
She cannot use all the facilities that require identity authentication, but she has gone without food and has body purification techniques. She just finds it inconvenient, and it will not affect her normal activities.
She continued to calculate Lin Qi's information, and a vague sense told her that Lin Qi did not belong to this plane.
Lin Qi, like her, came across the void, and then practiced quietly in this weak and complicated plane.
Li Ping felt that Lin Qi was very stubborn. He had such great talent but was willing to hide and practice in this low-level plane.
But Li Ping likes Gou, so she admires Lin Qi even more. She must find the sun.
Li Ping's calculations continued, and she finally managed to calculate the landing point of Lin Qi's arrival in this plane.
Based on the cell phone she sucked in and whose password she knew through consciousness monitoring, she learned that Lin Qi's destination was a country called Daxia, a remote town called Nan'an.
Li Ping packed his bags and prepared to leave.
But when she wanted to leave, she saw a white building. Inexplicably, she felt a sense of disgust.
She didn't know where this emotion came from, but Li Ping felt that not only did she hate this building, but even Lin Qi would hate it.
She penetrated into the building through consciousness surveillance, and saw an old man with gray hair and an appearance like a mentally retarded person.
The old man's IQ and physical condition are not good. He still loses control while eating steak.
Although Li Ping didn't want to cause trouble, she still couldn't control her disgust, so she blew up the building with a wave of her hand.
Firefighters and city guards rushed over quickly, and it was from their shouts that Li Ping learned that the annoying building was called Bai Na Palace.
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The brain level competition is also the last round of the entire academy competition. There is a two-day rest period to allow the students to adjust their status and for the staff to move the competition venue and organize data.
Because the students at the cerebral level are all blood descendants, the possessed bodies have become larger and stronger, and the requirements for the area and strength of the venue are higher.
For two days, Lin Qi could not do anything.
The time for his periodic sacrifice has not yet come,
And he only has more than 100 billion left in his pocket, which is not enough for him to carry out daily sacrifices.
Oh, many of the sacrifices used in Linqi's daily sacrifices cannot be exchanged with mortal currency, but must use raw stones.
Lin Qi's original stones now only have 100 robbed from Stone Snake Village. He wants to find more, but there is no way.
He thought for a while and decided to go to his adoptive father to learn about sacrifice.
But when he went to the hospital, his adoptive father had already been discharged from the hospital and wandered off somewhere.
He called his adoptive father, oh, he was still on the blacklist, and the only response he got was "duh, beep, beep."
In desperation, Lin Qi could only draw monsters.
After that day's rapid progress, Lin Qi drew three strokes in a row. He now has nine strokes and is about to hit the tenth stroke.
And this is the introduction to the legendary painting demon.
It has only been a little over two months since I came into contact with the painting demon, and I started to get started in two months. Compared with the two years that Long Peng, the principal of Thunderbird, started to get started, it is not a bit faster.
He felt that his master Fang Dashun was right, there was really no need for him to become a disciple of Long Peng. Long Peng had changed from his goal of becoming a disciple to his goal of chasing and surpassing.
This tenth stroke was really difficult. Lin Qi spent a long time tracing it but still couldn't find the feeling.
He called Fang Dashun,
When Fang Dashun heard that he was going to start painting demons, he was silent for more than ten minutes. It was Lin Qi who thought his signal was not good and hung up the phone before Fang Dashun called back.
Fang Dashun's voice was still a little trembling.
"Is it really the tenth stroke?"
"yes!"
"Didn't you lie to me?"
"Why did you lie to me?"
"How did you do it?"
"It was my adoptive father who gave me special training in sacrificial ritual. I started sacrificing as a descendant, and then, when I turned around, I drew it!"
"Son... the heir-level sacrificial science? Didn't you serve as an attendant last time and haven't started yet?"
"Awesome."
"Awesome, but it's not you who is awesome, it's Old Hawkmoth who is awesome. I can train any student from the four major colleges to this level, but you... well, is Old Hawkmoth dead?"
"He's in the hospital."
"This is right!"
"What do you mean."
"No...it doesn't mean anything. By the way, let's not talk about this first."
"Why didn't you say anything?"
"Besides, I want to pay homage to the old Hawk Moth, he is so great!"
"Let's break away from the apostolic relationship...we are not suitable."
"Don't!"
"snort!"
"Well... let's get back to the topic. It doesn't matter if you can't draw the tenth stroke. You've improved too quickly and your experience and insights can't keep up. This is normal. You need an opportunity. After a while, God will be at the level of a new person.
I will help you sign up for the Fairy Painting Competition, and you may find opportunities in the competition."
"Competition? Not interested."
"The championship reward is 200 rough stones and a piece of half-demon equipment."
"Time, location, competition rules, I want all opponent information within three minutes!"
"..."
"Hmm...you seem a bit familiar with this trick. Did my adoptive father teach you?"
"Don't worry about the details."
"Okay, let's talk about it, why do you want me to participate? Forget about the opportunity, it's okay to lie to children."
"The referee of the game is...Long Peng."
"Are you going to slap that damn guy in the face?"
"Don't worry about the details."
Lin Qi continued to draw monsters.
In the afternoon, Murong Pu came to visit. When he opened the door and saw Mu Ziran, Murong Pu felt sour: "Why is my brother's maid more beautiful than me?"
The little devil wanted to trick Mu Ziran and let Mu Ziran know her inferiority. Her demonic power spread, and then the little devil GG.
She is a guard-level, Mu Ziran speaker-level!
The demonic power rebounded, scaring Murong Pu to the point of feeling guilty: "What's going on? Whisperer-level maid? Did dad give all the family money to his brother?"
Mu Ziran doesn't know how to fight at all, and she doesn't know what demon attack is. All her reactions are her own defense against demon power.
She only felt Murong Pu's malice. She did not understand this malice, but she was not someone to be bullied easily, so she stared back fiercely.
Murong Pu felt the demon power that completely suppressed her. She knew that she could not defeat Mu Ziran, so the little devil gave up the assault tactics and switched to conventional tactics.
"My sister is so beautiful, come on, let me hold her."
This sudden show of kindness made Mu Ziran a little unable to change, so she let Murong Pu hold her, at a loss.
But she still smelled the vicious smell of the crow witch on Murong Pu, which made her a little wary.
When the little devil hugged Mu Ziran, she still had evil intentions. The vicious young lady wanted to bully the pretty maid.
However, she immediately smelled the scent of Pixiu on Mu Ziran's body that attracts all things. The more she sniffed, the more she smelled it. It seemed that she would become rich if she smelled more. Murong Pu was unwilling to let go.