288: Chapter 288 Spatial Artistic Conception Reached Perfection, Dual Skills Enhanced!
A big shot who has comprehended the origin of space?
Then his spiritual power and essence blood must be quite exhilarating to absorb, right?
Chu Sheng chuckled inwardly, his gaze once again turning toward this Space-Nether Stone!
Currently, his comprehension level of Space Artistic Conception is: [Great Success (4800 / 5000)]
He only needs to absorb a little more to advance to Perfection!
If there is a bit more power of artistic conception within this Space-Nether Stone, he might even be able to absorb it to Great Perfection!
Thinking of this,
Li Qiong set down the food box and opened it layer by layer, laying out all the delicious dishes inside onto the table outside the prison door.
Lou Yun looked at the white jade concentric knot around his neck, silently removed it, and placed it into the box.
Almost everyone silently took their share of explosives, but not everyone wished to wait here for death. After a short rest, two of them began to move forward again; although it was unclear where they intended to go, it was clear that they did not want to remain here.
After listening, Zhong Jinyun turned around, crossed his arms over his chest, and carefully sized up Jing Ke, who was not far away.
This time, he truly understood that the current dilapidation of the basketball court at Wuda carried a supreme radiance. Regardless of the passage of time, people still went there to pay homage, feeling that supreme, most sincere, and purest love.
After speaking, Meng Po sat on a chair, looking utterly dejected, the coldness that had been on her face just moments before completely gone.
After Fang Qing finished speaking, the corners of Lou Yun's mouth curled up. His half-smiling expression greatly surprised the crowd below, who looked at one another, failing to grasp his meaning.
Before Commander Zhou could finish hearing the imperial edict, he let out a cry and collapsed to the ground, only regaining consciousness after a long while.
Upon seeing the newcomer, Xuanyuan Poxie couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, saying with a mix of suppressed anger and mockery.
"Having occupied the top ten of the new song chart for four consecutive days, I have absolute confidence that this album will exceed 10 million in sales and become a diamond album."
He had sacrificed so much to deal with Blood Bone, even risking his own life in the end, yet in the end, he hadn't gained a single thing.
Lu Nan watched coldly from the sidelines, leaning against the sofa like an outsider; no matter how chaotic the room became, it seemed to have nothing to do with him.
"General, Mu Yi has returned with his men." Just as everyone was marveling, they suddenly heard the voice from outside, and they all looked in the direction from which it came.
"Fellow Daoist, you still haven't told me why you people are staying here." Zhao Fang was in no mood to dawdle with the Big-Eyed Loose Immortal.
Everyone finally remembered the great deity above and looked up one after another to see how Mo Qingyan was doing.
Ever since arriving at the Citadel, Shokudaikiri Mitsutada had never been to the battlefield, having been in charge of kitchen duties all along. It was precisely because of his superb culinary skills that he had been able to live securely within the Citadel. Yet, as a sword, being unable to take the field to slay enemies and instead having to deal with daily chores was undeniably tragic.
However, she would never admit it. After shooting a glare, her gaze involuntarily swept toward her arm exposed outside her sleeve.
Ye Junyuan looked at the pair of siblings, who were smiling without a hint of guile, pursed his lips slightly, nodded, and pushed the door open to enter the room.
It was just that before, this young sect master of the Poyun Sect had been protected too well, leaving Zhao Fang with absolutely no opportunity.
"However, some things happened on the road, and I had once doubted the Seventh Prince's identity, though I didn't immediately associate it with his status as a prince. It wasn't until Princess Yunyang's banquet, when Sister Liu mentioned the 'Seventh Prince,' that I finally had some clues," Su Wan added.
Mu Qingcheng proposed checking the funeral home's security footage, but the staff said that the surveillance system had malfunctioned at that exact time, making it impossible to see who had stolen the body.
He bowed, but before he could say anything more, the spiritual energy within the forbidden area surged even more violently. Wave after wave, like a raging tide, it poured outward.
Perhaps feeling that he had mistreated the Fourth Branch in the past, or perhaps due to other considerations, Su Mufeng readily agreed to the matter.
Mrs. Li thought her wings had hardened and she could break free from her. If she didn't teach her a lesson, she was afraid she would forget who had given her everything she currently possessed.
Luyi looked at Su Wan with some unease, not knowing how her casual remark had made Su Wan displeased.
Yin Zhen was a man who was strict with himself while also being strict with others. While not every aspect was held to this standard, there were certain things that were genuinely hard requirements.
Afterward, she cleaned the calligraphy and painting. Mold spots caused by dampness on the paper, insect-eaten black spots and holes, along with the dust that had settled into the gaps of the rice paper over the years, all needed to be removed. The first step in restoring calligraphy and paintings was to wash them with hot water, which primarily served to remove stains from the surface.
He sneered inwardly, wondering if Qiu Hai's suggestion was feasible; even if they could really obtain treasure from the powerful Feng, how would it be distributed?
"Su Peisheng, thoroughly investigate everyone and everything in Mrs. Wu's delivery room!" Yin Zhen's gaze swept over the people in the courtyard. He did not wish to suspect them, but the facts before him left him no choice but to do so.
Therefore, the common people frequently heard that the Sunset Empire had invaded the Xingyue Kingdom once again, with war reports flying everywhere.
However, through this incident, he realized that if he wanted to make fireworks, in addition to what he had previously considered, burning, luminous metals were essential; otherwise, he would only be able to make simple firecrackers to play with.
No one refused, and they all followed Yang Yuhuan, intending to head to the ancestral home, but Yang Jian showed no intention of leaving.
The Zheng clan members had not yet had the chance to enjoy the honor brought by Zheng Tan's position as a Marquis of the Pavilion before they began to ponder a question.
He Kaiji, standing to the side, was also somewhat stunned after hearing Ning Hai's words; he hadn't expected Ning Hai to be so direct.
In an instant, the people below knelt on the ground one after another, kowtowing to the Dark Wolf Ancestor, their hearts filled with immense terror.
After the pharmaceutical factory incident, Ye Xingqing had immediately ordered people to pack up everything that could cause trouble, preparing to move it away. As for the person who had escaped, he was also investigating; once he found that person, he would finish them off directly.
Judging from the fact that Mo Yu had been caught off guard by them, Wu Wei did not think she had the intelligence to orchestrate a grand scheme that would directly implicate both herself and the Zhen Piaoliang Plastic Surgery Hospital.
However, liking money did not equate to being materialistic; she still had her own character and her own bottom line.
Zheng Sheng looked at her awkwardly. "What do you mean by that? We're clearly discussing important matters, so why are you turning the conversation around to expose my shortcomings?"
Seeing the firmness in Yulu's tone, Ming Nan knew she was worried about him. If he were to force her to rest at this moment, he feared she would only end up angry with him later.
A cold voice, seemingly carrying a hint of laughter, emanated from the black mist. Throughout the entire space, the chilling laughter of countless vengeful spirits seemed to erupt once more, making one's scalp tingle.
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