Divorced Women's Cheat Cultivation

Chapter 35

Qiu Yunjiu suggested that he move to Yanqing's house to live in, so that if Yi Qingchou came to kill him, there would be a caretaker.

Yan Qing said: "After all, you are also a wild monster, why are you so timid... You won't suffer from Yi Qingchou's hands, right?"

Not only has he suffered a loss... He was arrested and used as a sacrifice in 1000 years. If it wasn't for Yi Qingchou's own mistakes, he would have died.

Thousands of years ago, he didn't hug Nuwa's thigh, and he couldn't miss the opportunity after a thousand years.

Yan Qing thinks of his uncultivated avenue, the family is old and young, and it is good to have a strong man like Qiu Yunjiu.

Besides, it is also very pleasing to make an ornament based on his appearance.

Yan Qing, who led the people home, did not expect that the first family war broke out when the two stepped in.

Qingfeng was holding the wine gourd and was drinking with squinted eyes. His nose twitched and he smelled a fox smell.

"Monster! Where can I escape!"

A bronze sword came out of nowhere and hung high above the old Taoist priest's head. When the blade saw Qiu Yunjiu, it made a vibrating sound as if it had been spattered with chicken blood.

"Damn it! Why is this old man here? This year's bad luck..."

All the way through the conversation, Daoist Qingfeng turned his gestures, and the bronze sword spun a circle, and shot towards Qiu Yunjiu like an arrow off the string.

Qiu Yunjiu rushed into the room to escape, Yan Qing saw the sword brush breaking the glass cabinet, and then slashed hard on the pillar, Yan Qing's heart trembled, "Don't hit me! House! My money..."

Yan Qing asked Qing Tian to stop his master quickly, Qing Tian looked at Yan Qing, ran to Qing Feng after struggling for a while and said: "Master, don't hurt your vitality anymore... This Nine Tails was brought back by the head, I'm afraid Not a bad guy..."

"It's our duty to eliminate demons and defend the way. Go and let me kill this fox demon!"

Qiu Yunjiu howled: "If you keep pestering me, I will lose my temper!"

A nine-tailed fox and an old Taoist priest, if they fight, will they overturn her house? !
"Stop it all of you!" No one listened to her...

Yan Qing read the mantra, and pinched out a ball of flames in his hand, "Spiritual fire art!"

The fireball slammed between the two of them, successfully separating them.

"Qingfeng, as the head of Tianqing, I order you to stop immediately. No matter what Qiu Yunjiu was like before, now he is one of us. No infighting is allowed. After this incident, do whatever you want."

Qingfeng said urgently: "Sect Leader, how can you trust a cunning and famous fox?"

Qiu Yunjiu sneered: "It's rare that you believe me."

"Daoist Qingfeng, Qiu Yunjiu is Yi Qingchou's target. The so-called enemy's enemy is a friend. He will not use his life to deceive us."

Daoist Qingfeng still couldn't understand Qiu Yunjiu, but because of Yan Qing, he slowly took back the bronze sword.

The bronze sword seemed to have a spirituality. Thinking of the unconvinced whistling, it turned around Qiu Yunjiu threateningly before returning to Daoist Qingfeng's hand.

"Taoist." Yan Qing imitated his appearance and gestured a few times, "What is this?"

"This is the art of controlling the sword." Qingfeng returned, "The art of controlling the sword, the powerful person can fly a thousand miles with a sword to take the head of a person, and can fly in the air. , is extremely powerful."

"The priest, can you teach me the sword control technique?"

"Of course, it's a pity that you didn't find the right sword, Sect Leader. I'll give you the formula for the time being, and it will be of great use in the future."

The sword that can be used to control the sword needs to collect the treasures of heaven and earth, and rely on the spiritual power of the treasures and craftsmen to build them. A sword made of ordinary materials will break in a few days, let alone kill the enemy with the sword.

Therefore, the swords used by the mighty are not mortal objects. The Chixiao sword in the hands of the once famous sword repairer He Lianqiu is a divine weapon.

In view of the presence of Qiu Yunjiu, an outsider, Qingfeng could only whisper. Seeing the old Taoist whispering to Yan Qing, Qiu Yunjiu snorted disdainfully.

After the squabbling, it's time to get down to business.

Qingfeng looked at Yan Qing seriously, and said: "The formation has already been activated. Once this kind of brutal blood formation is activated, external forces will no longer be able to affect it. We still have to start from the formation builders, and look at the formation. Yi Qingchou should collect all the things and complete the Wild Blood Formation in the next day or two!"

"So fast!"

This means... within a few days, Yi Qingchou will get her blood, catch the fox, and catch a cultivator at the golden core stage by the way?
"I met a cultivator in the early stage of Jindan who said that Yi Qingchou was only a cultivation base in the late stage of Bigu."

Qiu Yunjiu smiled, "That's just his cultivation as a human being. After turning into a demon, a golden core period may not be enough..."

He was right. The monsters in the prehistoric period were too fierce. Compared with the modern monsters, they are like cheating. What is not suitable is that they travel thousands of miles a day, have a body length of thousands of miles, open their eyes for the day and close their eyes for the night. For food, shake the sky and the earth.

The strength of the opponent was strong, Yan Qing didn't want to be the one who was holding back, and immediately entered the fairyland to practice after the discussion.

In the past, she practiced by the Linghu Lake at the foot of the mountain. Today, Yan Qing looked up at the mountain, thinking that it would be better to go to the top of the mountain to have a look, maybe the realm would be different.

Yan Qing began to climb up, passed by the area where the spirit grass was planted, and saw that the three sundae grass seeds were growing well, and felt a little relieved, so he continued to walk to the top of the mountain. I have never been to the top of the mountain to see it, maybe I still have the idea of ​​being content with the status quo in my bones, and I am unwilling to take the step of breaking through.

After passing through the spiritual grass area with less vegetation, the further you go back, the lower the temperature, and the vegetation is almost invisible. They are all bare stones, which are completely opposite to the lush vegetation.

Going further up, there is nothing to see. The temperature is too low, covered with unmelted snow and ice, and the goal is a thick white. There are no other mountains around, and there are occasional clouds of the same color, but It doesn't make it any less lonely.

It's a hot day outside, here is Xuefeng, Yan Qing is a little cold, rubbing his arms covered with goose bumps, looking at the top of the mountain that seems to be endless, hesitant.

The foot of the mountain doesn't look that high...

How come the further you go, the more you can't see the end?

Has she been gone for almost an hour now?Or two hours?
Otherwise, go back, why do you have to go to the top of the mountain?
Yan Qing stopped and stood on the snow peak. What's the point of walking down if there is snow in front?She is doing a meaningless thing, this thing is too time-consuming, the big battle is coming, she should go down early to prepare for the battle.

Rational thoughts in her mind kept reminding her, but Yan Qing didn't even move her body.

Blinking her eyes, Yan Qing raised her foot—and continued to walk forward.

She said at the foot of the mountain that she would go to the top of the mountain.

Do not forget the early heart.

Even if the willpower became stronger, the surrounding environment did not immediately change to the top of the mountain, Yan Qing crawled up and down, the mountain was bitingly cold but it didn't frostbite her.

In order to resist the cold, Yan Qing silently rotated Zhou Tian, ​​letting spiritual energy pour into the limbs and every corner of the body.

It was a little warmer, and her hands and feet were no longer so stiff. Yan Qing squinted and looked in front of her eyes, took a breath of heat, and suddenly raised her legs and ran with all her strength.

She had a premonition that the place she was going to arrive would be here soon.

The surrounding scenery gradually opened up and became brighter. This bright and snow-reflected brightness is like a gradient color. The white light in the sky has a pilgrimage color, which attracts people on the ground to stand up, jump up, and fly.

Yan Qing was panting heavily, her heart was pounding, not because of the lack of oxygen caused by the thin air on the top of the mountain after exercising, but because the real name lotus in her body started to run crazily, something... Yan Qing touched her chest ...to break through.

suddenly see the light.

A vast area.

This mountain is very high, and the scenery under the mountain has shrunk like a dot. There is an invisible fog beyond this mountain.

She stood alone on a lonely mountain, with ups and downs in her heart.

If she hadn't had this thought, she wouldn't be standing here now; if she hadn't insisted, she wouldn't be standing here now, with mixed feelings at the moment, Yan Qing couldn't control the agitation in her heart, she could only guide the aura in her body to go over and over again Impact limit.

Don't forget the beginning, don't forget the beginning, don't forget the beginning!

"what……!!!"

Yan Qing opened her arms and roared desperately, a wave of pride rushed out of her body, and her chest was layered.

Accompanied by the roar and the breakthrough in cultivation, the crazily running lotus in the dantian gradually quieted down, like a water lily floating in the Ganges River in India, slowly blooming a petal.

Yan Qing breaks through the heartbeat stage and successfully enters the spiritual silence stage.

The period of spiritual silence is the stability after the fluctuation of the heartbeat period. After entering the palace of cultivation, one can fly with a sword, change one's body, display thousands of illusions, and greatly increase the power of spells and alchemy.

Every time she advances, Yan Qing will be reborn, her five senses will be upgraded to another level, her figure will be more ethereal, her temperament will be more dusty, and she will be a step closer to the legendary fairy.

After the lotus bloomed with a petal, it absorbed the aura from the top of the mountain violently. The aura here seemed to be more mellow. Yan Qing left without rushing, and sat down on the snow, cross-legged and adjusted her breath to circulate the aura.

After a long time, Yan Qing packed up and left.

After she went out, Qiu Yunjiu came over after smelling the smell, "Hey, it's only been a while, and you have broken through to the stage of spiritual silence?"

Yan Qing snorted softly, self-evident.

Qingfeng and Qingtian also looked at Yan Qing, Qingtian looked at Qingfeng and asked, "Master, when can I practice Taoism?"

Qingfeng patted his head and said: "It will be done when you are seven years old. You are still young and your mind is immature. I don't want to encourage the seedlings to grow."

Qingtian nodded sensibly, and still couldn't hide his envy when he looked at Yan Qing. He followed his master since he was a child, and he has always learned some superficial spells. What he has always longed for in his heart is the real Dao.

After practicing, Yan Qing thought he could sleep peacefully tonight, but was awakened by a phone call.

Turning around and answering the phone in a daze, a male voice that he had never heard before shouted in horror: "Yan, Miss Yan! I am Yan Baisheng, that Yi Qingchou, that strange, monster! He is standing outside the door Blocked by the talisman I set up! But it won't last long! Come and save me, Miss Yan!"

With a cleverness, Yan Qing got up with a grunt and fed twice, only to hear the noise of thumping over there, and then the phone hung up quickly.

The room fell silent.

Yan Qing put on her clothes, ran out of bed, put on her shoes and rushed to Mr. Yan's house during the day.

Was she going to wake them up?Forget it, don't put all your eggs in one basket, if it's a trap, don't you just catch it all?
and many more……!
Yan Qing stopped opening the door.

Trap...Trap...!
From the beginning to the end, it was Xiao Yi who contacted Mr. Yan, and it was Xiao Yi who left his number. How could Mr. Yan know her phone number, and the first person who contacted her this morning when she was in a heart-pounding period when she was in danger? !
Thinking about it now, it's really... Thinking carefully is terrifying!
Yan Qing took a deep breath, and leaned against the door as if exhausted...

(End of this chapter)