With these prerequisites, Mi August guessed that Xingyi would not give less spirit crystal cards.
However, although this million spirit crystals will not make her gaffe, it does not mean that she does not know the value.
In terms of the net worth of the universal spiritual master of Lingzhou, one million spiritual crystals are enough to support a generation of young disciples from a small family to lay a good foundation, or to create a middle-level spiritual master.
No matter what Xingyi wanted from her, this investment was enough to make Mi August happy.
——No way, the other party gave too much.
Finally, there are the practice notes that Mi August left for the last time.
Cultivation notes of the Eight-star Spirit Master.
Mi August had a hunch that this was the real big head.
She opened the pages of the book, and time seemed to stagnate at this moment.
A moment later, Mi August opened a page in her hand, returned to the corner of the page with her fingers, and maintained the movement she was about to open. Her eyes were also calm and inquiring eyes a moment ago.
Just when Mi August opened the cover of the book again, he stopped halfway through the opening.
Her eyes changed.
Staring at the notes that have not been fully opened.
She remembered.
“I have already seen it.”
Mi August murmured.
“Yes, I have seen it.”
This time her tone was firm.
The memories in my mind began to emerge clearly.
About what she had experienced when she saw the notes a moment ago.
In reality, there was not even a second of time, but she looked at the vicissitudes of life, and then the real time went backwards.
Yes
Backwards.
There is no evidence to prove whether it was time going backwards or she closed the pages of the book herself, but Mi August naturally knew it was the former, and time going backwards constituted all the return to the original phenomenon.