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Name of this machine: Jiang Yan

Version level: Level 3 (weak state, true spirit level 2)

realm:

【Martial Arts】——(not available)

【Taoist】——(not available)

【Elf Envoy】Level 1 (99%+)

Program software: Elf Art (level 1), proficient in individual weapons of spirit guide, basic assassination technology, and the rest are brief

Intranet: Xiaobai (Slime)…

External network: None

Void Cross-border Network:--(not available)

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'...Is it still weak? With the force of 8,000, I can't completely recover my true spirit injury. This time I was seriously injured.' Looking at the data displayed on the attribute board, Jiang

Yan sighed with a little regret.

But he was not particularly disappointed. After all, his original true spiritual cultivation has reached the third level, and he still has great specificity.

This 8,000-point Force is probably more than enough to heal the injuries of other third-level powerful men, but it is a bit insufficient for Jiang Yan.

If it is used to others, it can have a 100% effect, but if it is placed on him, he needs to give a discount first. Jiang Yan has become accustomed to this phenomenon.

After sensing my own state again, Jiang Yan smiled: "If you are weak, be weak. After all, the cultivation level of Zhen Ling has returned to the level of level 2. I don't have to worry too much about the burden of Zhen Ling.

There are so many constraints, at least, the secret technique of the divine essence that I used has returned to the point where I can apply it in practice.'

"Mi?" As if he had noticed the sudden change of his master, little Slime automatically came out of Jiang Yan's body, and looked at Jiang Yan curiously.

"It's nothing, just sleep quietly." Jiang Yan rubbed its body, then hugged it directly in his arms as a pillow, and lay back in his bed.

In the secret, after his true spirit was restored, the "Spiritual Meditation" that was automatically hung up also ran a little faster. What followed was that a large number of free spirits in the air were pouring into Jiang Yan's

in vivo.

Some of them were refined by Jiang Yan and directly transported into Little Slime's body.

"Mi!" Enjoying the comfort of being infused with the pure spiritual power refined by Jiang Yan, Little Slime snorted foolishly and no longer thought about the things that were difficult to understand with his IQ.

Obediently quiet down and acted as Jiang Yan's pillow.
Chapter completed!