I swept the Phoenix with the Onmyoji Shikigami

Immediately afterwards, a piece of rock collapsed with a roar, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"Is this the SSR rock announcing its awakening?" Xinghan blew the hair on his forehead, and his hair fluttered gently a few times, shaking off the dust that had just been stained.

In the dust, a huge stone slowly emerged. Its surface was rough and hard, as if it contained endless power.

The stone was gently supported by a thick black mist and suspended in the air, like a mysterious stone from outer space.

"Sir, how about this one? It's very heavy." Qingji looked at Xinghan with burning eyes, like a child seeking praise.

Xinghan coughed lightly, "Well, very good. If the portion was smaller... it would be even better."

"Okay, sir." Qingji clapped her hands, and the huge rock immediately began to shatter under her control.

With a series of "crackling" sounds, the boulder quickly disintegrated and broke into many small pieces of various sizes and shapes, scattered around like a spectacular stone rain.

But when it reached above the starry sky, it stopped without any warning.

It turned out that the black mist was lightly wrapping around the stone, supporting the stone.

In the rain, Xinghan did not hold an umbrella. He calmly closed his eyes, wiped his face, and said, "Where is my umbrella? Oh, I don't have an umbrella."

"Sir, there are more than 100 stones here, all of which are smaller in size. Please choose." Qingji spoke earnestly and her eyes were sincere.

Xinghan cleared his throat, his face covered with dust, and squinted his eyes and said:

"I can choose, but can you help me get out of this pile of dust...what, make me cleaner? I feel like there's dust in my eyes."

When Qingji heard this, she immediately realized how embarrassed Xinghan was at the moment.

But she was stunned at first, as if she had misunderstood Xinghan's meaning.

She looked around and saw more than 100 tiny rock fragments floating in the air from the previous rock collapse. The dust was falling down, which was quite spectacular.

"Oh, are you talking about this?" Qingji asked softly, and at the same time began to condense the black mist around her.

The black fog spread rapidly, like a huge black cloak dancing in the air.

Then, the black fog gradually formed a vortex, sucking in the rock fragments floating in the air one by one.

As the vortex rotated, rock fragments drew elegant arcs in the air. After passing through the black fog, the dust on and around the rocks finally disappeared into the black fog.

More than 100 rocks are clean! Glowing with silver light!

Only Xinghan, who was standing below, was still covered in dust and dirt.

"No...your Black Mist drum washing machine is very good, but..." Xinghan sighed and said, "I mean myself. What do you think of me?"

Qingji's eyes wandered, and after a while, she looked at Xinghan, "Sir, you look the same color as a rock, but you are still wise and brave."

"Thank you, so, uh? Am I dirty?" Xinghan asked, pointing at himself.

"Sir, you are still wise and brave even when you are dirty." Qingji lowered her head and said.

What kind of rainbow fart can a itch mouse experience?

Too much!

"Okay, put me in your black mist drum and wash me too." Xinghan had to say it bluntly.

When Qingji heard this, a hint of apology flashed in her eyes. She quickly condensed the black mist around her, and an invisible force continued to rise in the air.

Under her control, this force gradually transformed into a hurricane, spinning around the stars.

The hurricane brought with it a powerful suction force that blew away all the dust and gravel on Xinghan's body one by one, and even the fine dust on his hair and eyebrows was completely removed.

Xinghan felt a cool air flow surrounding him, as if he was bathing in clear spring water. He couldn't help but close his eyes, enjoying this rare comfort.

As the hurricane gradually dissipated, Xinghan opened his eyes and found that he had been completely transformed, with all the dust and debris on his body gone.

He clapped his hands in satisfaction, and couldn't help wiping his dusty face, and said:

"I feel much better. Qingji, thank you."

"You're welcome, sir." Qingji nodded.

"This skill is very good, you should practice it well."

Xinghan's eyes wandered for a moment, and then he said with a look of despair.

He dusted off his clothes carefully. After all, this was his first set of ancient-style clothes. What if he could take it with him when he wore it back?

Isn't it taking the opportunity to make a lot of money? !

"Yes, my lord."

Qingji's palms shook slightly, turning the floating rocks in the sky, and asked, "My lord, you haven't chosen yet."

"Isn't it?"

Xinghan almost forgot what he was going to do.

"My lord, please choose."

"Oh, I have to choose. What do I choose?"

My head is dizzy from being rolled around in the washing machine just now.

"Sir, it's about choosing stones," Qingji reminded.

"Okay!" Xinghan's fingers gently stroked the air, carefully observing the texture and shape of the stones in the air.

Unexpectedly, Qingji could split the stone into small pieces with just one move, and each piece was different. Xinghan was impressed, and there was more awe in his eyes when he looked at Qingji.

"Those at the back, um, especially those with very regular shapes, can you move them to the front first?"

Xinghan's eyes were deep as he pointed at a few stones behind him, and there was a hint of expectation in his voice.

Qingji waved her sleeves lightly, and the selected stones slowly turned in front of Xinghan's eyes as if pulled by magnetism.

She manipulated it carefully, making sure each stone was displayed at the best angle in Xinghan's sight.

Xinghan was like a connoisseur, his eyes moving among the stones, examining each one carefully.

Suddenly, his eyes focused on the second row of stones hanging in the upper left corner.

The stone, with its oval shape, is like a naturally carved work of art, with a surface as smooth as a mirror, hard yet delicate.

It was quietly suspended in the air, as if emitting a faint stone luster. The luster was soft and deep, with a faint golden light in it. Xinghan was inevitably attracted by it and looked at it for a while.

"Take it out, gently, and place it in front of me."

Xinghan pointed at the oval stone, his voice revealing an unquestionable firmness. He could not afford to experience another dust explosion again.

Qing Ji waved her hands gently, and her voice was as sweet as a spring: "Yes, sir."

Then, the black mist gently wrapped around the stone and slowly pulled it down from the air.

As the stone got closer, its stone luster became more and more obvious in Xinghan's eyes.

He reached out his hand and gently touched the surface of the stone, feeling its hardness and smoothness.

"This stone is somewhat unusual." Xinghan's heart moved, and an idea flashed across the night sky like a meteor, instantly lighting up his thoughts.

He turned to look at Qingji, his eyes gleaming with anticipation: "Qingji, I have an idea, can you help me realize it?"

"Of course, sir, whatever you ask, I will do my best."

Xinghan pointed at the stone and said, "You hold it."

Qingji took the stone with some doubt and looked at it carefully.

Xinghan immediately nodded with satisfaction, "Very good, this stone is very suitable, smash it!"

"Ah? Smash?" Qingji took the stone and stopped her hand in the air.