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Chapter 170 Dual Cultivation Technique
Silence.

Except for the old man with a white beard, everyone present was shocked.

Jiang Xu's eyes widened and the tea cup in her hand knocked unsteadily on the table.

Shang Lingxiao's expression didn't change much.

However, Jiang Su had already reacted like a normal person on her behalf... she was stunned in disbelief at first, then anger came from her heart, and she immediately rushed to the leader and pulled his beard.

"You old man! Do you know what you are doing? This is a sword cultivator! This is a sword cultivator with Qingfengmingyue and immortal style!"

"You're going to let her practice dual cultivation with this dark white-eyed wolf? If your medical skills are not good, just say it's not good. Can't you find a cure for the spiritual root problem after searching the medical books?"

"Waste! The medical practitioners in this small world are all waste!"

The leader frowned slightly, stroked his beard, and thought to himself, "Why does my jaw hurt? Is it because the beard is too long and a little heavy?"

Shang Lingxiao suddenly placed the sword across his knees and gently touched the scabbard with his fingers.

Jiang Su felt like he was being taken advantage of, and then he sat back angrily next to Jian Xiu, staring fiercely at Jiang Xu opposite him.

Jiang Xu frowned deeply, and the word "unwilling" was clearly printed on her face, "Master, I can adapt to the current fire."

The headmaster had long guessed what he was saying and snorted, "Your fire can't be stabilized at all. Over the years, it has been rumored that you have refined a suppressing medicine. Do you think I don't know what it is?" Qingxin Pill?”

"If the spiritual root issue was so easy to solve, those top spiritual roots in the history books of the world of cultivation would not have died due to a moment of inadvertence at such a young age."

The leader's tone was slightly gentler, "You are the pillars of our Yaowang Mountain for thousands of years to come. If one of you dies suddenly, what will happen to Yaowang Mountain?"

"Jiang Xu, you are my direct disciple, and you are also the famous medical sage Fuguang Lord in the world of cultivation today. Who else can support Yaowang Mountain besides you? And Ling Xiao, you are Lord Guanghan, Guang Han's sword cut through the sky. Without you, Yaowang Mountain will not let the thieves break through the mountain gate!"

The white-bearded old man became more and more aggrieved as he spoke, and actually wiped away tears, "I clearly raised you two together since you were little. Why are you becoming less familiar with each other as you grow older? Didn't you agree to let you guard Yaowang Mountain together? How come you still "

He pointed at Jiang Xu and choked up, "When I was ten years old, it wasn't you who said you would heal Ling Xiao forever and prevent her from suffering from pain and illness."

He pointed at Shang Lingxiao again and choked with sobs, "When I was nine years old, it wasn't you who said you would always protect Jiang Xu and not let anyone hurt him."

The old man with a white beard cried loudly, "How can you young people break your promise? My old man takes it seriously. Wuwuwu——"

Jiang Su blinked and rubbed his hands vigorously, "Is this the head of a sect? Crying like this? Is he not sick?"

The veins on Jiang Xu's forehead popped out, and the blood vessels on his hands swelled like earthworms. He gritted his teeth and said coldly, "Okay, old man! Can't I agree to my promise?!"

He stepped forward and took the scroll, his anger still lingering, and he looked at the white-clothed swordsman with complicated eyes without any emotion.

"Shang Lingxiao, let's go!"

Hearing this, she stood up with her sword in hand as if nothing had happened, and met his complicated eyes, which remained unchanged and calm.

Jiang Xu somehow felt even more irritated when he saw her look in her eyes, which made him look like a young boy who couldn't stand the storm.

With a sullen face, he sneered coldly and strode away.

Shang Lingxiao followed him leisurely.

Jiang Su clenched his fists and kicked Jiang Xu in the butt after running for countless times.

When walking on a mountain road somewhere, Jiang Xu suddenly stopped and turned around to look behind him. Seeing that Shang Lingxiao still had this calm expression, he turned around again and continued walking.

He thought to himself, "Shang Lingxiao, a piece of ice, would never slap my ass with the sword wind no matter how hard he thought. It seems that I really need to pay more attention to my mind."

Jiang Su saw that he continued to walk. This time, spiritual power was accumulated in his fingertips. He clasped his hands together, his thumbs and index fingers reaching the sky, intending to give him a mysterious thousand-year kill!

She carefully searched for the opportunity.

When Shang Lingxiao saw her like this, there was a faint smile on his eyebrows.

Walking to an elegant courtyard full of flowers and plants, Jiang Su's eyes were attracted unknowingly. The furnishings and arrangements here were just like the courtyard in her dream as a medical practitioner...

The tall elm tree blocks half of the sunlight in the courtyard. There is a wooden table and rocking chair under the tree. There are tea cups and prunes on the table. There are water tanks around the residence to raise lotuses and more than a dozen pots of good-looking spiritual grass and spiritual flowers. The sun was shining, and there was a white cloth spread on the ground, with dried medicinal materials placed on it, and a medicine shelf stood beside it, with prepared medicinal materials on it.

Although Jiang Xu is a white-eyed wolf, in general, he is still a somewhat accomplished medical practitioner...

When Jiang Su saw him going straight to his house, he was furious and made a new gesture to blow some cold air on his anus.

Suddenly, someone held her shoulders.

Jiang Su's pupils shrank suddenly, and he turned his head suddenly. What he saw with his eyes was that the red clothes were rising and falling with the wind, and there was no other color.

A pair of big hands pressed on the back of her head and pulled her into his chest.

There is no need to guess, this fiery color belongs to him alone.

Jiang Su felt like he was being choked and couldn't breathe, so he quickly pushed with his hands, "Huh..., Fang Zhe, what are you doing, are you crazy?!"

"Shh-"

Fang Zhe covered her mouth with his hand, pointed at the people in the room, lowered his voice, bent slightly, and said in her ear, "I have been avoiding this person."

Jiang Su suddenly realized, "You also became a weapon spirit? But you didn't let this person find out?!"

He nodded.

"At first, this man was injured and could only hear my voice. After his body recovered, he could see me. I don't want to be his weapon spirit."

Jiang Su suddenly became quiet, thinking seriously about his experiences over the past few days, and lowered his voice and said, "That's true."

"No! Hide quickly, I still have something to see!" Jiang Su quickly pushed him away and rushed into the room. As expected, he rushed into Jiang Xu's bedroom before closing the door.

The interior furnishings are simple, no different from ordinary monks.

Shang Lingxiao was sitting on the wooden chair in front of the square table, calmly looking at the contents of the scroll. Jiang Xu was holding a teapot and pouring tea. His hands couldn't stop shaking, and a few drops of tea juice accidentally fell on the person next to him. on the arm.

Shang Lingxiao was looking at the scroll attentively and didn't notice.

He tightened his fingers and felt irritated, so he simply knocked the teapot on the table and refused to pour it over again.

He grabbed a chair, sat next to Shang Lingxiao, and read the contents of the scroll with her.

As far as the eye can see... there are all kinds of actions of men and women, the scene ranges from the bed to in front of the bronze mirror, and there are even mandarin ducks crossing their necks in the water, with microwaves rippling.

"..."

Jiang Su also stepped forward to take a look, and couldn't help but want to tie his thumbs.

It's wonderful, it's really wonderful, it's actually a color picture, and it can move? ! This scroll is really a dual cultivation method, a real teaching by words and deeds, and a good textbook.

Jiang Xu's Adam's apple rolled up and down, her long eyelashes covered her eyes, and she breathed heavily.

The next moment, he suddenly pressed his palm on the scroll, blocking the entire screen, and said in a hoarse voice, "That's enough."

"No need, I will."

Shang Lingxiao tilted his head slightly, his almond-shaped eyes were crystal clear, the autumn water was covered with frost, and he was a little confused, "Huh?"

Jiang Xu finally raised his eyes and met hers, his eyebrows were deep and his eyes were burning.

"I was born with it."

Shang Lingxiao frowned slightly, took the scroll, unfolded it again, pointed to the text in the lower right corner, "You know this?"

[In the method of dual cultivation, you must not indulge in lust, let alone be in a trance like a floating feather, calm your mind and feel the blending of spiritual powers, thus turning ice into water and defeating fire. ]
"You need to pay attention to your sanity."

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