Vol 2 Chapter 223: Night Tour God (the first magical arrow for the lord!)

Gu Qingshan heard the voice and suddenly became alert.
Just because this sound is not like a human voice, but is made up of countless subtle voices.
Gu Qingshan did not know why he would fall here, and he did not know where the sound came from.
He looked around and saw that it was a desolate wilderness.
There are strange rocks on the whole earth, no living things, only a dead tree.
"Who are you!" Gu Qingshan asked.
"Save me first, fast!"
The voice urged.
Gu Qingshan is talking about something, and suddenly consciousness is blurred for a moment.
He raised his head subconsciously and opened his eyes.
I saw Li Qiuyu holding a fan and still sitting opposite.
The mottled bone piece has fallen from his hand on the table.
"How?" Li Qiuyu asked.

What happened just now?
Gu Qingshan asked.
"You suddenly fell asleep." Li Qiuyu said.
She whispered to herself: "I have never seen such a psychic, I will fall asleep..."
Gu Qingshan was taken aback and immediately fell into meditation.
Li Qiuyu knows that Gu Qingshan is realizing the mystery of this psychic. He has a tacit understanding and has not disturbed him.
In the void, the line of fireflies appeared quickly in front of Gu Qingshan:
"You have completed the second psychic."
"You sensed a way of dividing the inheritance: the night travels."
"Night of the Night: When you enter a dream, your consciousness can be condensed, and this point can go through all obstacles and reach anywhere."
"Once you disperse, or if you are killed, it is a time to wake up."
"Note: This method must be activated at night and cannot be detected at the time of launch."
"Please practice more so that you can master the method of this division."
Gu Qingshan is amazed.
There is still such a division.
It is really enviable for a person to be a country.
I don't think I have a special method of division now.
Li Qiuyu looked at him at the side, and when he saw him showing a faint smile, he asked: "How is the spirit?"
Gu Qingshan said: "There is a little sensation in the vagueness, but it seems that you need to practice more before you can master it."
Li Qiuyu nodded: "No one can master the power once, you need to work hard, and after a hard training, you can completely grasp the things in the inheritance."

Everyone is like this?
Gu Qingshan asked.
"Yes, everyone is like this. Even my brother and even the lord are constantly practicing. I am inspired by the inheritance and finally master the power." Li Qiuyu said.
"Then I will start practicing."
After Gu Qingshan finished, kneel on the table and close his eyes.
I am dying.
Two interest rates.
Three interest rates.
Li Qiuyu knocked on his head and was dissatisfied: "Hey, I want to practice, how can I stole it?"
Gu Qingshan said helplessly: "Big sister, I can only stimulate this heritage to sleep."
Li Qiuyu stayed.
like……
He really fell asleep just now, and then inspired the psychic heritage.
I saw Gu Qingshan once again kneeling on the table, adjusted a comfortable posture, ready to sleep.
Li Qiuyu looked at him and gave birth to an unnamed feeling of grievance.
This is not the case.
Everyone is so hard, can you just sleep?
"Hey."
"Big sister, what happened?"
"If you are sleeping, roll back to your room to sleep!"
Gu Qingshan really rolled back to the room.
He took off his clothes, lay on, and quickly fell asleep.
For a monk, it is actually very simple to control your body state.
Gu Qingshan has been able to sleep for hundreds of years without any problems.
Now that he is the Lord of the Sumi Mountain, he can even be separated from the body by the secret law.
But dreaming of such things is really a matter of fate, and it has nothing to do with ability.
More importantly, he just went to the mountains and seas last night. On the first night, he was naturally a little vigilant. He thought a lot of things and made many plans. He was lying all night and was not sleeping.
I have been fighting before.
Fighted for a long time.
From the era of the ancient times to recapture the world and the double sword, return to the 900 million world, persuade Lin to join his team, cope with the eternal abyss, revisit Lola, save the boss, dance with Zhang Yinghao and Ye Fei, develop the world The technique, going to the soul of the soul, going to the secret corridor of the dusty world, looking for the weapon of the soul screamer, then the shield was used by Zhang Yinghao, and then the chaos battle...
It has gone through too much.
Today, he finally got a reason to sleep.
This night.
No dreams.
......
early morning.

How was it last night?
Li Qiuyu asked.
"No, the progress is not smooth." Gu Qingshan frowned.
Li Qiuyu’s heart is much better, and he scornfully:
I guess you must have not mastered it. How can there be such a simple thing in the world, sleep can be psychic, never heard...

She left the kitchen and went to the cloakroom to find the clothes she was going to wear today.
Hey!
Someone knocked at the door.
Gu Qingshan opened the door and saw that Zhao Qiong was coming.
"Zhao Jie, come in!" His way.
Zhao Qiong looked at him up and down and said: "It seems that the spirit is more."
"I have always been very spiritual." Gu Qingshan said.
"No, I feel that you are very tired. There is no such feeling today." Zhao Qiong touched his head and smiled.
She walked into the room and greeted Li Qiuyu, who had just changed her clothes.
"It’s Zhao Qiong, stay here for dinner. If you have something to eat and say, yes, I haven’t congratulated you on your promotion.
Li Qiuyu said.
Promotion?
Gu Qingshan looked at Zhao Qiong.
Zhao Qiong's face is reddish, and some embarrassed words: "Oh, yes, the bone book on the classics has finally been compiled, plus you found the scales, and along with the legendary Gu Jianxian saved the end. I didn't do anything, so I got promoted."
"Then you are now," Gu Qingshan asked.
"The collection is long." Zhao Qiongdao.
Li Qiushui added: "Going up again is the principal of my brother's level, and then the sovereign."
"Not bad." Gu Qingshan praised.
The three sat down and had a breakfast together.
After dinner, Zhao Qiong took a bone piece and placed it in the hands of Gu Qingshan.
"This is the classic book that I specially helped you find. It records all the knowledge related to the psychic boxing in the genre, and hopes to give you a reference."
Gu Qingshan and Li Qiuyu looked at each other.
"Thank you Zhao Jie, I really need this." Gu Qingshan solemnly took the bones.
Zhao Qiong can really help him, and he does not smile.
She left with a message.
Li Qiuyu closed the door and asked: "You are not trying to practice sleeping now? This thing should be useless to you."
Gu Qingshan said: "It is always helpful, even if it is not, I will not be able to do so in the future."
"You are afraid that she will be disappointed." Li Qiuyu asked directly.
"Other people are happy to help you, always a good heart." Gu Qingshan.
Li Qiuyu looked at him and stopped talking.
The two quietly drank the tea, packed up and went out together.
"I am going to see what missions are going today. You should go to school first. If there is something I will call you." Li Qiuyu said.
"Good." Gu Qingshan should have a voice.
"Remember to go to the school's way?"
"remember."
"Well, study hard, don't be lazy."
"Know, I am still up every day."
After half an hour.
Gu Qingshan came to the seminar again and found a place to sit down.
In the classroom, the teenagers looked very excited.
According to the rules of the class, yesterday’s battle class was not completed, then this class will be postponed to today.
Wait a while.
But I saw the old gentleman who talked about history lessons yesterday, and walked slowly into the classroom.
"How is it again!" A young boy cried.
"Yes, obviously, Teacher Liu gave us a class! I miss the battle class!" Another boy was dissatisfied.
The old gentleman was not angry and did not answer.
He walked onto the podium and gently placed the textbook on the table, then took off the hat on his head and stuck it in front.
He lowered his head.
The classroom gradually calmed down.
The teenagers finally realized something.
They stood up sparingly, bowed their heads and began to mourn.
The teacher who teaches the fighting class will not appear again.