Dressed as the white moonlight of the blackened male protagonist

Chapter 353 Rescue the unworthy villains 3
"Let's go and see, this deity can only return him as a good master now."

"This deity has cultivated in Yinshan for more than a few years. Come to think of it, it is not a problem to teach Qi Guan Che to be a good boy, eh."

After adapting to Piao Miao Sect for a period of time, Yu Bingjing also read many related training books, and gradually figured out the training system and division of forces in this world.

The practice is divided into seven stages: refining Qi, Golden Elixir, Nascent Soul, Leaving Body, Distracting Mind, Mahayana, and Crossing Calamity.

Each stage is divided into low-level, middle-level, high-level, peak, and Dzogchen.

She has a previous cultivation foundation, and now the cultivation in this world is not difficult for her. She only needs to take a look at the swordsmanship and body skills of ordinary monks who practice hard for half a lifetime, and she can master them after practicing for more than a month.

Even draw inferences about other cases from one instance.

Yu Bingjing sensed the true energy on her body, and knew that this body was at the peak of the Mahayana stage at this time, and she was one of the few Mahayana stage female cultivators in this cultivation world. Because of the coexistence of strength and beauty, she has many admirers and followers By.

The number one peak master in the Piaomiao sect - Daoist Qingxu is one of them.

But when Yu Bingjing explored the memory of the original owner, she found that the real person Qingxu was courting her on the surface, and provided her with a lot of panacea for Yu Bingjing's dying sister, Yu Qingqing, to continue her life.

In fact, they secretly colluded with hostile forces.

He wanted to pull Yu Bingjing into the water, but Master Qingxu always felt that the old master who passed away was eccentric, so he passed the position of master to a female stream.

In fact, it was because the old head took a fancy to Yu Bingjing's unique mutant ice spirit root, as well as her gifted fairy posture, which had nothing to do with eccentricity.

Maybe, Qingxu just refused to admit that he was cheating.

"So right now, it's internal and external troubles..." Yu Bingjing laughed in a low voice, with a playful tone.

There is no tension at all because of the current situation.

Unsure about the inner thoughts of the host who has lost his emotions, Feng Qi asked quietly, 【What is Qianqian going to do? 】

"Of course...you taught my good apprentice well." The woman turned sideways lazily, and lightly twirled the ice water chestnut flower in the vase, her posture was loose and elegant.

Feng Qi: Why does he feel that Qianqian's appearance is a bit dangerous.

What will this teach Qi Guan Che to be?He was actually a little apprehensive.

……

With heavy steps, Qi Guan Che staggered back to his small room after every step he took.

The young boy was suffering from hunger and cold, so he first lit the stove in the house, although it didn't help much, it seemed like it didn't.

Sitting on the old bed, I rubbed a little herbal medicine for pain relief.

After resting enough, he ate a few more dry steamed buns, then slowly sat down to meditate and practice, and had a first glimpse of the method of self-cultivation. He is just in the low-level Qi training stage.

After being picked up by Yu Bingjing, his status was equivalent to a plaything. As soon as he experienced that little bit of warmth, he was suppressed by the cruelty of reality.

No method of practice was taught at all.

This set of mental formulas was learned when he secretly listened to the lectures of the inner and outer disciples at the foot of the mountain.

"Yu Bingjing, one day, I will..." Kill you!

Qi Guan Che didn't know when he opened those unrestrained pupils, and his unfinished words were cold and harsh.

It wasn't until dusk gradually fell that Qi Guan Che wrapped himself in an old quilt and fell into a deep sleep.

……

The night was as cold as water, and right after the boy fell into a deep sleep, an ice-colored figure slowly walked to Qi Guan Che's crib, and sighed faintly.

He lifted the quilt wrapped around him.

Qi Guan Che, who has experienced the warmth and coldness of the world, is so vigilant and sensitive, he immediately regained consciousness.

(End of this chapter)