In the end, Qin Yang found an excuse to ease it, and said as if he was angry: "To be honest, I was actually just angry with you on purpose. You said you were fine and it hurts my head. Why? It's true. Anyway, the enemy outside cannot come in, so it doesn't matter if we succeed one day or another, and it can make you die a few years later."

Speaking of this, it seems that Qin Yang's delay and wastefulness are understandable. The soul of the body snorted coldly, but he was helpless. "Actually, you have been in for practice for twenty days now, and it is equivalent to fifty-five years when you go to the thousand-fold speed. But look at you, how much time has it taken to refine the imperial bone? It's only more than thirty years, it's too late."

"Boy, you may think I'm too anxious, but you don't understand. You don't understand the joy of struggling for one thing for 100,000 or 200,000 years and about to succeed."

"Hey, I won't cause you a headache in the future. I just ask, hurry up."

It seems that it is so hard that I can only be soft.

"I've said it earlier, it's true." Qin Yang deliberately farted a little and yawned, "Don't worry, I will work hard in the future."

But Qin Yang secretly complained in his heart, thinking that his original soul has begun to play the tragic card, so Qin Yang himself cannot continue to show off, otherwise it will be unreasonable and will really provoke his original soul.

Then let’s just be perfunctory and take one step at a time. In terms of refining the imperial bones, the allocated time ratio is more than before, reaching at least 80% of the total time.

What bothered Qin Yang was that his heavenly soul was becoming more and more mature, but he just couldn't combine his soul. Because once he became a powerful person in the imperial realm, he could not refine the imperial bones.

Under this state, several days passed without realizing it. And in this hall, more than ten years were accidentally released. During this period, Murong Juan seemed to have signs of condensing the heavenly soul, and Yingqing was about to reach the realm of the Extreme Realm Emperor. What is most incredible is that Yin Yan seemed to be about to break through again!

This change can stimulate Lu Man'er. Lu Man'er has been in this realm for too long, and she didn't expect that Yin Yan would surpass her so soon.

"The ninth level of the Emperor Realm is called Taixiaotian, Tian, ​​Langxiaotian, Yuxiaotian, Jingxiaotian, Danxiaotian, Bixiaotian, Qingxiaotian, Shenxiaotian. Compared with the Nine Prisons of the Underworld, each level represents the first level of the realm."

"I've been pausing in the third level of Langxiaotian for a long enough time. It's time to continue to attack."

"But the difference between the third level and the fourth level is a huge difference, and it's probably quite difficult. So you must not disturb me when you practice as a teacher."

After Yin Yan made arrangements, she sat down dignifiedly in a corner of the hall and began to attack her fourth level of heaven with all her energy, Yuxiaotian.

Lu Man'er was anxious to see it, and ran to the other corner of the hall with anger, and began to practice with full physical and mental strength.

It can be said that except for Murong Juan and Yingqing who go to the dragon head outside the hall from time to time to listen to the movements outside, everyone is usually very hardworking.

Only Qin Yang was relatively relaxed, and sometimes even made Murong Juan blush. Because Qin Yang was too tired to refine the imperial bones, he still kept practicing drawing of war totems. Of course, it was Qin Yang's own war soul drawn for him, so he had to take off quite cleanly. Ying Qing and Yin Yan didn't care, and Lu Man'er didn't care even more, but Murong Juan felt awkward.

As for the content of the drawing, no one can understand it. Qin Yang's totem skills now seems to be very high, because it is too quiet here, leaving him with a lot of time to think. Therefore, on the original basis, he also has a lot of his own insights. What's more, drawing war totems for the Emperor Realm is an unprecedented attempt, and there is no precedent to follow, so he can only explore it by himself.

"Hey, hey, are you also called a war totem?" Murong Juan was convinced when she looked at the so-called war totem that Qin Yang had just drawn. "What are you drawing? Small circles. I have known the sect leader for so long, but I have never seen him draw such a strange thing."

The so-called sect leader refers to Ji Xianchu, the leader of the Totem Sect, because she did not know that this person was her biological father. It is generally recognized that in the void of the universe today, Ji Xianchu must be the first totem technique, and Ding Mo Nong is the second.

Qin Yang smiled and said, "Of course you haven't seen it before. I drew it myself."

"Prodigal son!" Murong Juan hummed, "It's enough to draw effective totems with the iron of the universe. I didn't expect you to draw and play with it yourself, hum."

Qin Yang smiled and said, "There's no way. Look, I've painted all the places I can draw on. So I can only find some that can be filled, and fill them as little as possible. To be honest, it's not to improve my strength, it's just to get bored."

Yes, it’s very boring. In this boring environment in front of you, Qin Yang has been staying for more than a month. He has been in the Dragon Ship for 33 days!

The time it takes to be converted into the hall is a full ninety years!

During this period, others could go out for a walk and relax. You should know that they would have been less suffering for nearly three years after a little relaxation. In addition, although the Dragon Ship is not large, the space is always wider than a hall. Therefore, others are not so boring.

Only Qin Yang could not waste any time, and he was kept in this palace and could not walk out of the threshold.

"Come on, how about it for me to be a painting body? Pay for you!" Of course, metal juice cannot be used on them, they just use a totem pen to simulate and draw on each other's body. This is called blind gestures.

Murong Juan laughed and scolded: "Go to die, go find your little lady!"

Qin Yang smiled and could see that although he said that, he actually had no intention of being obscene and obscene. It was a joke: "It's basically not challenging to find the same person to practice. It's so familiar."

Murong Juan did give face, in fact, in order to get bored, she stretched out a piece of white and tender jade arm and asked Qin Yang to help her draw a small totem component. Of course, these are just training and have no practical use.

As a result, Qin Yang was really diligent and drew three of them on it, as if he was afraid of losing this rare painting.

Then a few days later, the other arm was also drawn. A few days later, the two calves were also drawn.

"Go to die, you actually want to hit me on the thigh." Murong Juan was so angry that she didn't agree. But half a month later, her back was still painted by Qin Yang. Even her face was full, and her forehead and temples were not let go.

"You guy, you're crazy." Murong Juan said, wiping the water stains on her face.
Chapter completed!