Fairy, would you like to discuss the truth with me?

Chapter 7 Waiting for the time to act

In the courtyard.

Su Xuan sat cross-legged on the futon. As he inhaled and exhaled, the surrounding spiritual energy slowly entered his body and then flowed along the meridians throughout his body.

The next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, and his breath suddenly became majestic and violent. Even the originally colorless aura around him turned purple at this moment.

If you look carefully, you can see that there are still a few rays of golden light in the purple.

"It is indeed an earth-level skill. It is so powerful just after you have just started." Su Xuan raised his eyebrows with joy. He wanted to try to slash forward with a sword, but he was afraid of turning his courtyard into ruins, so he finally used it again. The spiritual power was withdrawn into the body.

The technique he just practiced was the "Thunder Mysterious Bone Art" "harvested" from Lin Ye.

To a monk, the temptation of a local skill is no less significant than a bottle of famous wine to a drunkard, and Su Xuan is no exception.

What's more, this is the first time he has come into contact with a technique of this quality.

Although he joined the prestigious Shangqing Sect in this area at the age of fourteen, and became the true disciple of the "Grandma Three Ways", the master of the Tianmai Peak, at the age of sixteen, he had only practiced one Xuanjie before. The middle grade "Five Thunder Skills".

And for casual cultivators or sect disciples with ordinary qualifications, if there is no great opportunity, they will not even be able to come into contact with a Xuan-level quality technique in their lifetime...

Although the Shangqing Sect is not one of the top seven sects, it can be said to be the top existence among the second-rate. However, even so, the entire sect only has three local-level techniques, and they are all low-level. , in terms of quality, no book can compare with "Thunder Mysterious Bone Jue".

This made Su Xuan unable to resist the temptation, so after finishing Lin Ye, he couldn't wait to start learning this technique...

After learning this, Su Xuan was completely shocked by the power of this technique.

"Thunder Mysterious Bone Art" has eight levels in total, which directly covers the entire realm of a monk, from practicing Qi to overcoming tribulations.

Moreover, the power cultivated through this technique is even more astonishing. The "Five Thunder Technique" that Su Xuan directly practiced can be said to be quite powerful, but the "Five Thunder Technique" that he has practiced for six years is not even 60% as powerful as the "Thunder Mysterious Bone Technique" that he just started.

Su Xuan can't even imagine how much advantage this majestic yet violent magic power will give him when facing the enemy...

Slowly exhaling a breath of turbid air, Su Xuan dispersed the thunder spirit power around him and looked up at the sky.

Unknowingly, he had been practicing for more than four hours, and the sky had darkened.

As a normal man, Su Xuan would naturally not live up to the good times and good times. He walked out of the courtyard and walked towards a remote hut in the east, silently chanting:

"It's done tonight..."

……

"What should we do in the future?"

Xiao Wanyue looked at the flickering candlelight on the table, her tone filled with confusion and worry.

She really couldn't imagine what life would be like in the future.

When she was young, like every teenage girl, she fantasized that her future husband would be a handsome young man with strong cultivation and devoted love. However, this fantasy was ruthlessly shattered when she turned sixteen.

After marrying into the Lin family, she once relied on the strong strength of her mother's family to suppress Lin Chen from raising his head. After her father died and her brother's life and death were unknown, she gradually got used to living alone in the courtyard.

She thought that from now on her life would be as static as the stagnant water in the lake, until her life span ran out and her life came to an end.

But Xiao Wanyue never expected that the Lin family, which was once at its peak and considered a force in Moyang City, would be defeated so quickly when faced with the Su family's attack... In less than half an hour, the Lin family's high-end combat power was almost completely destroyed Killed in battle, her husband, who had been building a foundation for many years, was beheaded by a young man in thirty moves.

And she seemed to have become the young man's possession.

Just when Xiao Wanyue was still confused about her future life, she suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside the house. Although she is a woman, she is also a monk. Her facial features are several times stronger than those of ordinary people. Even the sound of wind and grass cannot escape her ears, let alone the sound of footsteps.

But the reason why she could hear it clearly was largely because the owner of the footsteps had no intention of hiding it...

"Is he here?" Xiao Wanyue's melancholy oval face stiffened for a moment, and then she immediately got into bed.

Since I haven't figured out how to face Su Xuan yet, I might as well let him take the initiative...

……

Unlock the spiritual lock attached to the door and gently push the door open.

The first thing that caught Su Xuan's eyes was the soft candlelight flickering on the table and the beautiful woman lying quietly on the bed.

A soft and charming face, a round, charming and mature body...

Looking at Xiao Wanyue's slightly trembling eyelashes, Su Xuan called out warmly: "Since Mrs. Lin is not asleep yet, why don't you get up and have a chat with me."

There was no movement, as if she really fell asleep...

Since Xiao Wanyue was unwilling to cooperate, Su Xuan naturally would not force anything like this. He pulled up the quilt, got into the bed, put his left hand around Xiao Wanyue's slender and flexible waist, and gently stroked it with his right hand.

Su Xuan turned over, and just when the main play was about to begin, he saw Xiao Wanyue's lips moving slightly, and her whisper came to his ears.

"Can...can you blow out the candles?"

"Why bother?"

……

The next day.

Su Xuan opened his eyes, moved Xiao Wanyue aside, who was lying on him like mud, covered her with a quilt, and got up from the bed.

Compared to yesterday's steady pace, his pace today was a little frail...

"Isn't it said that thirty is like a wolf and forty is like a tiger?" Su Xuan rubbed his temples and sighed with some fear: "Xiao Wanyue is only in her thirties, but why does she give me the feeling of being able to absorb dirt when sitting on the ground? "

Su Xuan had never been able to understand how Lin Chen managed to leave such a beauty alone and not see her for so many years. It wasn't until today that he vaguely understood.

Although Xuanyin's body is good, not just anyone can control it. If it weren't for his profound skills, he might have stumbled yesterday.

Of course, another reason why Su Xuan is like this is that he and Xiao Wanyue have no emotional foundation...

After returning to his courtyard and sitting cross-legged on the futon, Su Xuan suddenly noticed a boy standing at the door.

With a slight wave of his left hand, the closed door opened instantly.

"What's the matter?"

"Young Master, the patriarch said that if you are free, you should come to his place for breakfast." The young man nodded and bowed, his eyes full of admiration and fear.

(End of this chapter)