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Qin Shuang tried her best for a long time and found that she could not inject the power of the sea of ​​consciousness into the spiritual pattern of the little paper man. She raised her hand in confusion and took the small paper man off. She looked carefully. She slowly realized that she had a slight mistake when drawing this spiritual pattern.

So she put the abandoned spiritual pattern aside, picked up the spiritual pattern pen and dipped it in cinnabar and started painting. Qin Shuang had calculated that a piece of spiritual pattern paper could draw eight small paper people. Now she has bought five, which is really worth it.

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Her second experiment failed again, but Qin Shuang was not discouraged. She carefully looked at the spiritual patterns on the small paper man again, compared with the spiritual patterns in memory, as well as the thickness of the lines, arcs, straight lines, and corners.

When the first spiritual pattern paper was left with only the last place, Qin Shuang felt that she had finally perfectly drawn a small paper man's spiritual pattern. She confidently cut the small paper man out with scissors, and then placed it at the center of her eyebrows and activates the power of the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Buzz"

Qin Shuang felt his sea of ​​consciousness swarming towards the small paper man, causing Qin Shuang's head to ache. It didn't last long, about fifteen breaths.

Although it was only fifteen breaths, Qin Shuang bitterly discovered that nearly half of his sea of ​​consciousness had been infused into the little paper man.

When Qin Shuang took the little paper man out of his eyebrows, he immediately felt that his sea of ​​consciousness had a connection with the little paper man.

But at this moment, Qin Shuang didn't care about these things. He jumped up from the chair and put away the spiritual pen, spiritual paper and cinnabar. However, he spread a piece of paper, placed Confucianism and Taoism on the table, and took out the ink. After thinking about it, he saw the little paper man growing up immediately, as tall as the piano pair. He walked to the desk. He reached out and started grinding. After grinding, he picked up the brush and dipped it in thick ink. He began to copy Confucianism and Taoism.

Qin Shuang's eyes widened wider and wider. She found that although this paper man looked different from you, the font he wrote was exactly the same as his own. After copying a page, she still knew how to turn the page.

But Qinshuang didn't want to let it continue. Because Qinshuang knew that all the actions of this paper man were to consume the power of the sea of ​​consciousness that was infused into the spiritual pattern. He just copied a page through it and consumed the power of the sea of ​​consciousness. Qinshuang calculated it and estimated that the paper man could continue to copy with this consumption, so he could persist in the model yang for three days. After more than three days, he had to re-infused the power of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Qin Shuang immediately stopped the paper man, and with a thought, the paper man became the size of a palm again. Qin Shuang put him in close contact with him and thought for a while. She could not study the spiritual patterns tonight, and she needed to restore the power of the sea of ​​consciousness. So she returned to her bedroom, took a sip of jade liquid, and began to practice Taoism and restore the power of the sea of ​​consciousness.

The next day it will be dawn.

After Qinshuang finished breakfast, she went to ke and met Jiao Huang, Tong Wenchao and others. She greeted each other and her expressions became much more intimate. But she didn't see Wang Song in the past, so Qinshuang asked:

"Senior Brother Jiao, where is Senior Brother Wang?"

Jiao Huang's face showed a proud look and said, "Senior Brother Wang has been promoted to Class B."

Qin Shuang's face showed a look of envy, nodded, chatted with Jiao Huang for a few more words, and returned to her seat to sit down. At this moment, Tong Wenchao, who was sitting in front of her, turned his head and whispered:

"Junior Sister Qin, have you heard of it?"

"What did you hear?" Qin Shuang looked at Tong Wenchao in confusion.

"Anshi City was arrested"

"Who is Anshi City"

"It's from Class 7. He was arrested last night, beaten with a hundred sticks, and was expelled from the Confucian Academy."

"Why"

Tong Wenchao lowered his voice and said, "It turns out that he is a warrior, and he is still repairing Lian in the house every night, and was caught by the inspection team."

"Inspection Team"

"you do not know"

"I don't know" Qin Shuang shook her head.

"The inspection team is composed of teachers with strong souls and a certain degree of courage. They inspect all students who violate the rules of the institute, especially those warriors who have infiltrated the Confucian Academy. Discover one and deal with one."

Qin Shuang frowned and asked, "Since that Anshi City is repairing lian in the room, how can the teacher of the inspection team discover it?"

"The Anshi City is a fool. I heard that he was only in the Qi Resonance Stage before, and those who practiced the Qi Resonance Stage were all souls, so naturally no one could find it because we Confucians also practiced the souls. But that boy suddenly reached the Qi Resonance Stage in the Confucian Academy, but he was still continuing to practice.

What warriors cultivate spiritual power, while what we Confucians cultivate is the great spirit.

Junior sister Qin, you don’t know yet.”

"I don't know what"

"Although there is no difference between this Confucian Academy and the outside, there is actually a strong noble aura in this Confucian Academy. The noble aura is different from spiritual aura. When he practices in the stage of urinating the Qi into the body, he will naturally absorb the spiritual aura of heaven and earth into the body to quench the body. There may not be any obvious changes outside.

But where is this

This is the Confucian Academy. I don’t know how much great energy has been accumulated over the past three thousand years. He was naturally discovered when he absorbed spiritual energy there, so he was caught."

Qin Shuang's heart hopped violently. It turned out that there was such a danger in cultivating Lian in the Confucian Academy. He would soon reach the stage of inducing qi into the body. If he didn't know about such a thing and was caught at that time, it would be really troublesome.

However, thinking that he had not yet reached the stage of qi entering the body, he felt relieved. At this time, the teacher walked in, and Tong Wenchao hurriedly turned around. Qin Shuang also calmed down and started listening to the class carefully.

After lunch in the cafeteria, Qinshuang came to the West District Painting Academy and told the manager that he would not come tomorrow. Although the manager kept holding his face, he heard that Qinshuang stopped doing it anymore, he became anxious when he heard that Qinshuang stopped doing it. It was not easy to find a Level 6 spiritual master like Qinshuang in the Confucian Academy, so he hurriedly said:

"Qin Shuang, why don't you do it?"

"It's too late to time," Qin Shuanggan said, "It's late to my study."

The manager gritted his teeth and said, "I'll add another point to you and give you eleven points."

"Not to do it"

Every time Qin Shuang sees the manager these days, he always holds a face, as if someone owes him a point, which makes Qin Shuang feel very uncomfortable, so he refuses very decisively.

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