i have a sword fairy

Chapter 361 Strange Usage of Pure White Cold Palace

"Li Di Zhongling, Li Nv Yuxiu, this is an eye-opener for Mr. Zhao. But now let's go to the Xuan Zihao box first, the friends below should be waiting impatiently."

The atmosphere in the aisle fell silent, and everyone had different thoughts, but Zhao Rong broke the silence, and he spoke with a smile.

Yueniang nodded, slightly bent her legs and gave a salute.

"Thank you for your compliment, young master. Well, let's go upstairs now. By the way, Mr. Zhao, if you have time, you can go downstairs to play with other young masters. The little fairy with sleeves should be on stage soon, and I must be very happy when the time comes." It's lively, you guys can probably hear it in the box."

She made some suggestions, paused, smiled and shook her head.

"There are a lot of guests here tonight."

Zhao Rong didn't answer the words of the lady in Huafu.

He looked around and said in a trance: "Oh, really. Well, it can be seen that there should be quite a lot of people."

Yueniang smiled sweetly.

Zhao Qian'er, who was silently thinking for a while, suddenly spoke.

"This famous furnace is interesting. Pure White Cold Palace... the outer feature is that the whole body is hairless? It is indeed a bit strange. But you said that the first-time furnace maker can accumulate the medicinal power of 'Pure White Cold Palace' , when you are on the brink of death, you can instantly trigger the medicinal power of the 'Pure White Cold Palace', and restore it to the original?"

Yue Niang smiled and nodded.

Zhao Qian'er said in a serious tone:

"Can any injury be healed in an instant? What if the meridians of the whole body are damaged, the heart lake is broken, and the cultivation base is abolished? Is it possible to recover as long as there is one breath left? Also, Jianxiu's natal flying sword, Jindan Yuanying Is the monk's Golden Elixir and Nascent Soul useful to them?"

When Yueniang first started to listen, she still looked a little hesitant, but now she heard that it was getting more and more outrageous, so she shook her head directly.

"Fairy, don't be joking. If the damaged meridians and heart lake, and even the sword cultivator's natal flying sword can be healed, wouldn't it be similar to the anti-dao magic medicine in ancient legends, which can change fate against the sky. Not to mention The Golden Core Nascent Soul of the great monks."

"Fairy is not a simple person at first glance, she must also understand the matter of cultivation, probably more than the slave family."

"The practice of our monks is to go against the sky. Everything related to practice in the human body, the meridians, the heart lake, the flying sword of life, the golden pill, the soul... and even the higher existences above are the basis of practice."

Yueniang paused, and continued to speak clearly:
"These are the most precious things in the small world of the human body. Ordinary injuries are fine, but as long as they damage their foundation, they are basically irreparable."

"Those who are lucky can still heal bit by bit, and use the precious life time to grind, but it is still a drop in the bucket. Those who are unlucky, that is, the injury will get worse and worse, and there will be no strength to recover."

"So which monk doesn't cherish them very much? Anything that can heal them, even if it only restores some, can be called a rare medicine. Those who can be robbed in the black market on the mountain are bloody, as for the things that can completely heal them ..."

She shook her head, "Just listen to the rumors and secrets, just for fun. We monks in small places can't meet them. It is probably a rare treasure for the great immortals in Duyou City."

Zhao Rong, who had been listening quietly, pursed his lips.

On the lake of his heart, another picture emerged.

In a wedding celebration room that was plastered with happy words, Qing Jun's back turned towards him, and he pushed the door away without hesitation... The sweat-stained jade token that she had been holding tightly in her hand also fell silently...

This silly lady was heartbroken like this at the beginning.

As a result, Lianchi Xinhu Lake is now so miserable that half of it has been destroyed, and one of the first-class flying swords has also been abolished...

At this moment, Zhao Rong suddenly turned his head and found that Zhao Qian'er was listening to the so-called 'pure white cold palace' while looking sideways at him.

The two looked at each other without speaking.

Yueniang saw the disappointment on Zhao Qian'er's face, and quickly explained:

"Although the Pure White Cold Palace is not so powerful, it is also miraculous. Except that in the small world of the human body, things related to cultivation are damaged, and the recovery of the medicine can only be negligible. , as long as you still hold your breath and don't die immediately, then you can recover in an instant."

Zhao Qian'er tilted her head and thought for a while, but her disappointment was still hard to hide, and she sighed slightly:

"It's okay. You didn't make it clear before. My expectations for this so-called famous furnace are a bit too high. However, according to what you said, this 'pure white cold palace' is still so-so."

She herself is a pure sword cultivator, focusing on actual combat and practical uses.

At this moment, Zhao Qian'er frowned and remained silent for a while, then said thoughtfully:
"This is roughly equivalent to... It is a top-grade elixir that heals the body. It is very effective and can heal the body instantly... and it can also store the power of the medicine in the body in advance. Well, it seems that under certain circumstances, Can play some unexpected roles ... but mostly."

The little girl paused, then continued talking to herself.

"I still have a breath? If you have a companion by your side, you won't be afraid, but if you are alone and there is an accident and danger, when you have only one breath, you will probably be too weak to take the medicine by yourself. If you have the power of this pure white cold palace Lurking in the body, it can be instantly activated to restore the body to its original state..."

Zhao Qian'er and Yueniang seem to have found a common topic of interest.

The two daughters chatted about this famous furnace with strange abilities.

Zhao Rong became an outsider instead, listening silently.

Yueniang glanced at him from time to time.

At this moment, Zhao Qian'er shook her head.

"It seems to be useful, but it doesn't seem to be very useful. Because if the unexpected danger encountered is to be seriously injured by the enemy? Then there is almost no chance for people to die slowly with one breath. After the enemy is seriously injured, it directly breaks the heart. Hu, if you step through the dantian, you're done, where can there really be a villain with a lot of nonsense?"

"It's just that if you encounter this unexpected danger and won't directly cause secondary damage, then there is room for saving yourself once. So it is equivalent to adding an insurance, which is not bad, you say... right, Rong Brother?"

Zhao Rong couldn't help but look at the little girl with a strange attitude.

I roughly guessed what she was thinking.

He sighed in his heart, but also felt slightly warm.

Zhao Qian'er suddenly said: "Actually, there is another way to use this miraculous effect, and that is to take the initiative to make yourself dying, leaving only one breath left."

Zhao Rong's thoughts suddenly widened.

eyebrows raised.

I remembered that old friend of Wei, the mysterious grimace flower tattooed on his abdomen.

Let the dying martial artist burn three breaths of energy and blood, and raise his martial arts realm by one level before dying.

If it is used in conjunction with the medicinal effect of this famous furnace...

Zhao Rong chuckled and shook his head, he had to admire Zhao Qian'er's insight and imagination.

I ignored it before, this little girl has actually grown up, maybe she knows many things better than him.

Speaking of which, she and Qing Jun spent much longer time in the cultivation world on the mountain than he did.

Maybe Qian'er is still acting the same as the little follower in front of him now, yelling at each other, and after holding hands, she is also clingy and cute.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, she is actually a sword cultivator with a bright future.

What is given to others is another strange sense of Zhao Rong...

Zhao Qian'er nodded and said, "Some of the tricks and mysteries on the mountain may require monks to be in a dying state. Well, from this point of view, they are a perfect match."

Yueniang also answered the conversation with a smile.

"That's not true. There are many uses. No one knows if they will encounter some strange and dangerous situations one day. We have an extra insurance is a little more life, even if we are fighting with the enemy, we will recover before the opponent One breath may be the point that instantly reverses the situation of the battle."

This gorgeously dressed woman is worthy of being a procuress in a brothel, and her three words are true to her old profession.

She paused, and suddenly her eyes lit up.

I thought of an excellent usage scenario of Pure White Moon Palace.

"Young master Zhao, little fairy, think about it. What if the man suddenly suffers from a stroke due to excessive indulgence during the sexual intercourse between men and women, wouldn't he be able to recover in an instant, and then...continue to do it again?"

Zhao Rong: "..."

Zhao Qian'er: "..."

Come again?Good guy, why don't you leave it here?
The little girl glared at Yueniang who led the conversation, "Hey, you have no shame, think of something not to be ashamed of. Brother Rong won't do that."

Zhao Rong nodded quietly.

Zhao Qian'er immediately snorted softly, and murmured to herself: "How can Miss and I rest assured that he will continue to come again..."

"???"

Zhao Rong froze, with black lines all over his face.

Together, you two are thinking about sucking me up, brother Ronger?

The woman in Chinese clothes who developed a new way of using the pure white cold palace was not ashamed when she heard the words, but instead looked at the man and woman in front of her with interest.

She continued to smile.

"In the history of our Dali, there are very few women who have the physique of a pure white cold palace furnace after returning to their ancestors. Every one of them is the companion of dual cultivation that the immortals on the mountain in Dali can't wait for."

"For a sacred and famous furnace like Pure White Han Palace, only the first time is the most effective, but after the first time, it is still a top-quality furnace, coupled with the unique physique of a woman in Pure White Han Palace... When yin and yang interact, Hmm~ this is wonderful, it can be said to be full of flavor..."

Yueniang covered her mouth and smiled, and winked at the silent Zhao Rong, her words hinted at something strange.

However, Zhao Rong's face was calm at this time, frowning slightly in his heart, ignoring Yueniang.

He always felt that this 'Pure White Moon Palace' was not as simple as she said.

When Zhao Rong was chatting before, he heard a certain sword spirit say it casually.

The way of yin and yang is not a rugged path, but a broad road, which can give birth to monks in the seventh realm.

And in the Yin-Yang Avenue, the ancient and mysterious top ten famous furnaces that have been lost are really only limited to the use that Yueniang said?

It seems to be too weak, not worthy of the name of Shenpin Luding.

Moreover, Zhao Rong vaguely remembered that when he and Xiao Xiao spent the night together in Yuanyuan Temple, Gui mentioned that when he was teasing him.

Roughly speaking, if Zhao Rong can hit the famous stove, he will make a lot of money.

Even Ting Ni's Zijin Furnace just sighed "good thing" when he returned his mouth.

Therefore, the things that can make a lot of money in Jianling's mouth are at least on the same level as Li Ji Jianwan, or even worse.

After all, Li Ji Jianwan also has limitations in use, but the top ten famous furnaces seem to have no limitations, and men should be able to do it.

However, Luo Xiu, a nobleman who has never met before, owned the Pure White Han Palace after returning to his ancestors, so it shouldn't be a fake.

The gorgeous woman in front of him should not lie to him.

Because in the history of Lidi in the past, it is not that there were no Li women who owned the Pure White Han Palace. As long as Zhao Rong is willing to inquire about these things, he will definitely not be able to hide them.

So there should be no need for Yueniang to tell such unreturnable lies.

Then [-]% of them are indeed the case, and the current 'Pure White Cold Palace' is indeed capable of such abilities.

I just don't know...whether it will be the same as the "Tianlei" that Guikou said, there are differences between ancient and modern times.

Can't this year's famous stove?

The corner of Zhao Rong's mouth couldn't help twitching.

However, although he was puzzled in his heart, it was not suitable for him to wake Gui at this time.

I had no choice but to keep it in my heart and ask again later.

Not long after, Zhao Rong and his party, chatting all the way, came to the door of Xuanzihao on the third floor.

Yue Niang bowed and said goodbye, turned and left.

Zhao Rong turned his head to look at her graceful back for a while, with a calm expression.

Zhao Qian'er followed behind him, lowering her head, wondering what she was thinking.

Zhao Rong turned his head and stared at her for a while.

He suddenly bowed his head, and whispered into the ear of the little girl who was clutching the corner of her clothes, "Are you still thinking about the thing that just made way for someone?"

The little girl raised her head, and there was a sweet smile on her cute little face, and his thin face was reflected in her eyes.

She shook her little head vigorously.

Zhao Rong still didn't give up, and chuckled lightly next to her delicate pink ear.

"Stupid girl, don't think about it alone... It's just to make way for others. It's nothing. Others are not polite, but we have to be polite, right? But, it doesn't mean we are shrinking turtles. Heh, if others are watching We are not pleasing to the eye, jump up and hit us in the face for no reason, take the initiative to make enemies, then we..."

"Just let them die."

He laughed.

Zhao Qian'er's pupils shrank slightly.

A pair of peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed.

The two whispered, and then kept their necks together, and there was a moment of silence between them.

Zhao Qian'er leaned back and raised her head, holding Zhao Rong's right arm. At the same time, she turned her dark eyes up, looking at the elegant smile on Zhao Rong's face who was close at hand.

His breezy, magnetic voice still echoed in his ears.

The little girl tilted her head and stared.

Suddenly a gorgeous smile.

"Okay."

She raised her little hand and gently touched the face of the man in front of her, "It's fine, I'll follow your orders. No...you don't need to explain to me."

Zhao Rong smiled, but didn't take it seriously.

He smiled and looked at the handsome little Qian'er in front of him.

More than ten years ago, she was the poor little maid who was bullied by her peers and had no food to eat while sitting in the firewood shed.

She is also the newly promoted woman Tianjiao who is now practicing with Qingjun in the Xiaoyao Mansion of Taiqing and climbing the sword path on the heads of countless geniuses.

Xiaoqian'er is the same as Qingjun, although in front of Zhao Rong, she will always look the most romantic.

Always call him Brother Rong.

But they are no longer the innocent little girls at the beginning, they treat the whole world with gentleness and kindness, and they are defenseless like children.

Because Qingjun and Xiaoqian'er are no longer the maids who lived in Jingnan Duke's Mansion without worrying about food and clothing. They are the pillars of the Zhao family of Dachu, and the hope and future of the whole family rest on them.

Even Weisu's memory of him in his previous life.

Qingjun and Xiaoqian'er stood on this harsh and cruel mountain. In those days when Zhao Rong was absent, they climbed the mountain step by step, and they must have stepped on the corpses of many enemies he didn't know.

All the way to Taiqing Mansion, and even currently in Taiqing Mansion.

Struggles are cruel without a thought.

And not just relying solely on talent.

In addition, they are pure swordsmen who show their sharpness.

For a sword cultivator, the sword in his hand is the best reason to use...

Zhao Rong's guess is not bad, since Zhao Qian'er took the initiative to give way to others just now, she has been secretly worried whether Brother Rong'er is still the same bookworm who only loves reasoning, and offends outsiders... a little backed down.

It's not that Zhao Qian'er doesn't like Brother Rong like this, no matter what, he's still him and will always be him, the Brother Rong who made her a swing.

Therefore, Zhao Qian'er has been carefully observing Zhao Rong, fearing that there will be a conflict of views with him.

She didn't dare to teach Brother Rong'er how to do things, so she could only accommodate him...

Zhao Rong was also keenly aware of this.

He sighed slightly.

I remember the little girl in front of me said that he and Qingjun were the sun and moon in her heart.

Then the light of the sun and the moon determines the size and direction of her shadow.

Zhao Qian'er was actually indifferent and vigilant to anyone other than Zhao Rong, Zhao Lingfei and other relatives and acquaintances under her smile.

That's why Zhao Rong had what he said just now.

Tell her that he is not a nerd, and the hand holding the book was also stained with blood along the way.

Zhao Rong could tell that Zhao Qian'er was smiling happily.

He couldn't help smiling, grabbed her little hand, turned around, and knocked on the door.

"Boom boom boom——"

"Please come in."

A majestic voice came out.

Zhao Rong pushed the door open, and the three of them entered the room.

　ps: Something happened suddenly tonight, and I was so busy... Thanks to my good brother 'Ruofeng Ending Curtain' for the reward of 1500 coins!
　　
　
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