wicked immortal

"Can not be done……"

Qiu Ju suddenly tore and bit Zhao Yuan like crazy, Zhao Yuan was startled, and quickly put Qiu Ju down.

The disheveled Qiu Ju hid her face and rushed out, leaving Zhao Yuan alone in a daze.

What did you do today?

Zhao Yuan shook his head with a wry smile.

Indistinctly, Zhao Yuan felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong.

Zhao Yuan, who was already burned by desire-fire, had no choice but to practice, using "quietness" to extinguish the raging flame.

After a night of tenderness, Zhao Yuan didn't think about it, and began to use two furnace fires to temper the seal of the Wuwu to attack the mysterious rune. Under the attack of the fire of the cauldron, he began to retreat.

To Zhao Yuan's surprise, after the mysterious rune was tempered, it actually fed back endless power. Every time it was tempered, the power of the mysterious rune would penetrate into Zhao Yuan's limbs and bones.

Faced with this good phenomenon, Zhao Yuan was ecstatic, this is a good phenomenon!

Now, it is a virtuous circle. As long as he works tirelessly to practice, it will only be a matter of time before he refines the mysterious rune. Moreover, once he refines the mysterious rune, the energy accumulated in his body will go a long way, because , that mysterious rune itself is the ancient power that overwhelms the world.

Just as Zhao Yuan guessed.

The runes that Master Ruolin planted on him are similar to an ancient magic circle. This magic circle can be connected with the power of ancient gods, devour the energy of the host little by little, and transport the energy of the host to the mysterious space. , the host sucks the blood and dies.

Now, Zhao Yuan reversed the initial situation. The Fire of the Cauldron and the Seal of the Martial Witch not only defeated the mysterious rune, but also used the destructive power connected to the rune.

Zhao Yuan's body is like a huge melting pot, he not only refines any external things, but also transforms them into his own power.

Of course, there is also a lot of luck involved.

Without the seal of Wuwu, Zhao Yuan would not be able to refine the mysterious rune with the fire of the furnace.

Use the Spear of the Son to attack the Shield of the Son.

The seal of Wu Wu and the text of the mysterious talisman are of the same ancestor. There is a similar aura between the two, and they can be assimilated to each other. The seal of Wen Wanbai Shen Wuwu...

……

There is nothing to say after a night of practice.

In the morning, after Zhao Yuan finished training, his originally sickly face was already full of vigor, but his thin body actually became much fuller overnight.

"You can't stay in this place for long." Cao Shenxian came out with two dark circles under her eyes.

"..." Seeing Cao Shenxian's haggard appearance with kidney deficiency, Zhao Yuan could only keep silent.

Today is a big day.

The finals of the five-year Jucheng Flower Fair are about to begin.

Chrysanthemums are placed everywhere in the streets and alleys of Jucheng.

Chrysanthemums have their own characteristics, some are beautiful and elegant, some are bright and eye-catching, and some hold their heads high... Chrysanthemums are proud of the frost, colorful and in different poses.

There are clusters here, and clusters there, competing to open up, colorful, radiant, and competing for beauty.The red ones are like a fire, the yellow ones are like a pile of gold, and the white ones are like silver threads.There are some buds in the flower bushes, and the petals rush out one by one.Blossoming chrysanthemums are like balls carved from ivory, standing proudly under the sun, very beautiful

On the street, crowded with people.

Some traffickers and pawns have already occupied some good positions, and some poor students also set up stalls.

Today is the last day. For some peddlers, it is the best day for business. For some poor scholars, if they don’t save enough travel expenses today, they will have to suffer when they go home. Therefore, they all opened their throats and worked hard. Oh, I hope to attract the attention of passers-by.

Zhao Yuan became the focus of much attention.

When Zhao Yuan came out of the room, he was immediately surrounded by girls from Wanhualou, and was submerged in the powder pile.

These days, under Zhao Yuan's celebrity benefits, Wanhualou can be said to be crowded, and the girls in Wanhualou are full of curiosity about Zhao Yuan who stays at home. Today is the last day, even if they like The girl who slept late also got up early to see Zhao Yuan's demeanor.

After several days of self-cultivation, today's Zhao Yuan is wearing a sapphire blue robe, his body is imposing, like a jade tree facing the wind.

Boss Wu from Wanhualou sent them off in person.These days, Boss Wu has made a lot of money, not only Wanhualou is full of people, but also several works of Zhao Yuan in his hands have been rising all the way, reaching [-] imperial coins per painting.Of course, Boss Wu will not sell it, because he is waiting, when Zhao Yuan wins the oiran, the painting in his hand will immediately be ten times the current market price...

Amidst the screams of the girls, Zhao Yuan stepped out of Wanhualou.

Among the flowers, Zhao Yuan did not see Qiu Ju.

"Boss Wu, where's Qiu Ju?" Zhao Yuan couldn't help asking.

"Qiu Ju... this... she... is gone..."

"Oh." Zhao Yuan didn't care.Girls in the brothel, apart from signing the contract of sale, have freedom of life and great mobility. It is not surprising that Qiu Ju left Wanhualou.

Of course, Zhao Yuan still felt strange, but in such a complicated environment, it was inconvenient for Zhao Yuan to ask further questions.

"Why are you asking Qiu Ju?" Shenxian Cao asked casually, yawning.

"Qiu Ju came over to chat with me last night..."

"What! Qiu Ju is with you?" Cao Shenxian, who was originally depressed, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Yuan.

"Is there a problem?" Zhao Yuan was taken aback.

"There is no girl named Qiuju in Wanhualou!" Cao Shenxian looked at Zhao Yuan blankly.

"Isn't Wanhualou named after flowers? It's normal to use Qiuju as the name. Why is there no girl from Qiuju?" Zhao Yuan was also a little confused.

"You don't know that in Jucheng, the northern capital, chrysanthemums are the most respected. No girl in any brothel would use chrysanthemums as a stage name to show her humility."

"I see...but..."

"You must have misremembered. By the way, is that girl pretty?" Cao Shenxian said with a lewd smile.

"very beautiful."

"Very beautiful... how is it compared to that peony?" Cao Shenxian turned her head and pointed at a young woman who was sending her off, and the woman immediately responded with a small smile.

"Vulgar and vulgar fans, you can't compare!" Zhao Yuan glanced at the girl named Mudan and shook his head. Although the girl was pretty, she didn't have the elegant and luxurious atmosphere of the chrysanthemum.

"Fuck, Peony is Wanhualou's top brand, and you actually said he is a vulgar fan. I have seen all the beautiful girls in Wanhualou these days, but there is no one more beautiful than Peony."

"Ha ha."

Zhao Yuan smiled and thought to himself.

Could it be that Chrysanthemum is a newcomer to Wanhualou and has not yet received guests?

Zhao Yuan really wanted to ask, but unfortunately, Boss Wu was no longer with him, so Zhao Yuan had no choice but to give up.

……

"Third Sister, I waited for several days in Jingshan Town, but you ran to Jucheng, the northern capital!"

The girl who was looking for Zhao Yuan to buy paintings in Jingshan Town glared at Qiu Ju, as if she was going to hit someone, and beside them stood the sixth aunt and the beautiful woman who still had a charm.

Aunt Six and the beautiful woman shook their heads, looked at each other and smiled wryly.

"I didn't tell you to wait for me."

With a calm expression on her face, Qiu Ju walked to the window and looked at the back figure that was leaving surrounded by the crowd. The back figure was extraordinarily majestic, tall and personable.

Why didn't you stay last night?

"Hey..." Qiu Ju sighed.

"Third sister, let's go to the Chrysanthemum City Flower Fair, it is said that the oiran will be elected today.

"No need to go, it's none other than Zhao Yuan." Qiu Ju shook her head.

"Zhao Yuan...Which Zhao Yuan? Zhao Yuan from Heishui City?!" The girl's tender body shook.

"No, it's Zhao Wen. He just likes to be called Zhao Yuan. Besides, he is a gentle and elegant scholar, not a maddened reckless man who only kills."

"Hey, hey... what are you talking about? Who is crazy? Who is a reckless man? He is a hero of the Great Qin Empire, a hero who gallops among thousands of troops. Without him, you might have been captured by that Shanyu and suppressed. Mrs. Zhai."

The girl's white fingers almost poked Qiu Ju's face, but Qiu Ju seemed to be used to it, and she didn't realize it, still with a calm expression like water.

"A reckless man is a reckless man, no matter how great his achievements are, he is still a reckless man." Qiu Ju said flatly.

"You...huh! A reckless man is better than a cowardly man. You think I don't know that Zhao Yuan." The girl snorted coldly.