Chapter 172 The Arrest Incident

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but……

After working hard for a long time, Qin Shuang found that she couldn't pour the power of the sea of ​​consciousness into the spirit pattern of the little paper man. |经|苏|xiao|said|.| She raised her hand in doubt and took down the little paper figurine, watched it carefully, and slowly her eyes became clear, and finally realized that she was drawing this ghost. There are slight mistakes in the pattern.

So he put the discarded spirit pattern aside, picked up the spirit pattern brush again, dipped it in cinnabar and began to draw. Qin Shuang has already calculated that a piece of spirit pattern paper can draw eight small paper figurines. But now that she bought five, she could afford to waste them.

but……

Her second experiment failed again, but Qin Shuang was not discouraged. She carefully checked the spirit pattern on the little paper figurine again, compared with the spirit pattern in memory, as well as the thickness of the lines, arcs, straight lines, and corners ...

When there was only the last place left on the first spirit pattern paper, Qin Shuang felt that she had finally perfectly drawn a little paper figurine spirit pattern. Confidently cut out the little paper figurine with scissors, then placed it between the eyebrows, and activated the power of sea consciousness.

"Om..."

Qin Shuang felt the power of her own sea of ​​consciousness swarming towards the little paper man, causing Qin Shuang's head to have a dull pain. The pain was not long, about fifteen breaths.

Although it was only fifteen breaths, Qin Shuang found bitterly that nearly half of her sea consciousness power had been poured into the little paper figurine.

When Qin Shuang took off the little paper figurine from between her eyebrows, she immediately felt a connection between her sea of ​​consciousness and that little paper figurine.

It's just that Qin Shuang at this time didn't care about these things, jumped up from the chair, put away the spirit pattern pen, spirit pattern paper and cinnabar, spread out a piece of paper, and put "Confucianism and Taoism" After placing it on the table, he took out the pen and ink again, and with a thought, he saw the little paper man grow up immediately. As tall as a piano double, then walked to the desk, stretched out his hand and began to grind, after grinding. So he picked up a brush and dipped it in thick ink, and began to copy "Confucianism and Taoism".

Qin Shuang's eyes widened, and she found that although the paper figurine looked different from you, the font it wrote was exactly the same as her own, after copying a page. Also knows how to turn pages.

But Qin Shuang didn't want to let it continue anymore, because Qin Shuang knew that all the actions of this paper figurine would consume the power of the sea of ​​consciousness poured into the spirit pattern. force,

Qin Shuang did some calculations, and estimated that the paper figurine could last for three days with such consumption of non-stop copying. If it exceeds three days, it must be reinfused with the power of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Qin Shuang immediately made the paper man stop, and with a thought, the paper man became the size of a palm again. Qin Shuang put it close to her body and thought about it for a while. She couldn't study the spirit patterns tonight. She needed to restore the power of sea consciousness, so she returned to her bedroom, took a sip of the jade liquid, and began to practice Taoism to restore the power of sea consciousness.

Dawn the next day.

After eating breakfast, Qin Shuang went to class, met Jiao Huang, Tong Wenchao and others, greeted each other, and their expressions became more intimate. But did not see Wang Song in the past, Qin Shuang asked:

"Brother Jiao, where's Brother Wang?"

Jiao Huang's face showed pride and said: "Brother Wang has been promoted to Class B."

A look of envy appeared on Qin Shuang's face. Nodding his head, he chatted with Jiao Huang again, then returned to his seat and sat down. At this moment, Tong Wenchao, who was sitting in front of her, turned his head and said in a low voice:

"Junior Sister Qin. Have you heard of it?"

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

"Anshi City has been arrested!"

"Who is Anshi City?"

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

"Why?"

Tong Wenchao lowered his voice and said: "It turns out that he is a martial artist, and he was still practicing in the house every night, but 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 made up of teachers with strong souls and a certain amount of arrogance. They inspect all students who violate the rules of the school, especially those warriors who sneak into the Confucian Academy. If you find one, deal with it."

Qin Shuang frowned and asked, "Since that An Shicheng was practicing in the room, how could the teacher of the inspection team find out?"

"Then Anshicheng is an idiot. I heard that he was only in the Qi Sensing period before, and all he cultivated in the Sensing Qi period were souls. Naturally, no one could find out, because we Confucians also cultivate souls. But that kid is in the Confucian Academy. He broke through to the stage of entraining Qi into the body, but he still continued to practice.

What warriors cultivate is spiritual power, and what we Confucians cultivate is awe-inspiring aura.

Sister Qin, you don’t know yet, do you? "

"Do not know what is this?"

"Don't look at the difference between the inside of the Confucian Academy and the outside. In fact, there is a strong aura of grandeur in the Confucian Academy. The aura of grandeur is different from the spiritual energy. When he is practicing in the period of introducing Qi into the body, he will naturally absorb the heaven and the earth. Spiritual energy enters the body and quenches the body, which may not have any obvious changes on the outside.

But where is this place?

This is the Confucian Academy. Over the past three thousand years, I don't know how much aura of grandeur has accumulated. He was found absorbing spiritual energy there, so he was caught. "

Qin Shuang's heart was beating violently. It turns out that there is still such a danger in practicing in the Confucian Academy. I will soon break through to the stage of entraining Qi into the body. If I don't know about such a thing, it will be a real trouble if I get caught at that time.

But thinking that he has not yet reached the stage of entraining qi into the body, he feels relieved. At this time, the teacher walked in, and Tong Wenchao hurriedly turned around. Qin Shuang also calmed down and began to listen to the class seriously.

After eating in the cafeteria at noon, Qin Shuang came to the Western District Academy of Painting and told the supervisor that he would not come back tomorrow after finishing his work today. Don't look at the chief manager who has been pulling his face. Hearing that Qin Shuang no longer works, he became anxious. It is not easy to find a sixth-level spirit pattern master like Qin Shuang in the Confucian Academy. So hastily said:

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

"It's a waste of time!" Qin Shuang said bluntly, "It's a waste of my study."

The manager gritted his teeth and said, "I'll give you one more point, and I'll give you eleven points."

"Don't do it!"

Every time Qin Shuang saw the manager in the past few days, he always pulled a face, as if someone owed him a point, which made Qin Shuang feel very uncomfortable, so she refused very decisively.

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