This Person is Too Serious

In the middle of the night, Lin Suqing was busy in the quiet room on the second floor at the residence of Wu Wang, the main pavilion of Renhuang Pavilion.

She placed a jade jar in the middle of the quiet room to activate the restriction engraved on it; as instructed by the senior who had just come to deliver the medicine, she added 60% of the clear spring water to the jade jar, and crushed all kinds of elixir in order. Add, keep the prohibition open, and wait for the potion to become clear.

"Vegetarian—"

Mu Daxian yawned and leaned against the door frame, wondering: "Are we going to make a question?"

"Medicated bath! This is a medicated bath!"

Lin Su lightly took a handkerchief, wiped the liquid medicine on his hand, and explained: "The young master is practicing. After he comes back, he will take a medicated bath to assist in his practice."

Dongfang Mumu is a little unclear, so: "Isn't the medicated bath made by the practitioners? The brain is so easy to use when it comes to questioning, why don't you go for spiritual practice?"

"This... anyway, these medicines are quite expensive, so a dip will definitely be good."

Lin Su chuckled lightly: "We can't ask more about the young master's thoughts."

While the two were talking, they heard a strange voice calling from outside the window:

"Fairy Suqing, please come out to pick up the Lord Wuwang."

Then came Wu Wang's extremely weak voice:

"No, I can go up on my own. I will trouble the two seniors to **** these dozens of feet."

"Hall Master, can you?"

"The old man will help you in."

"No need, I just let go..."

Lin Su blinked and quickly ran to the top of the stairs. He happened to see Wu Wang closing the door of the house, swaying a few steps, and slowly sitting down with the back of a chair.

"Master, what's wrong with you!"

Lin Suqing showed anxious expression, and rushed to Wu Wang's side with Mu Daxian; she wanted to help but didn't dare to move, so she could only wrap Wu Wang with her strength.

At this moment, Wu Wang's complexion was ruddy, but there was a strong sense of fatigue all over his body, and his eyelids were already fighting.

Wu Wang murmured, "Su Qing, take me to the medicinal bath."

"Hey," Lin Suqing promised, and Fali supported Wu Wang to go to the quiet room on the second floor.

At this moment, she noticed that Wu Wang's clothes had been replaced with the most common armor for the Immortal Soldiers of Renhuang Pavilion.

When he reached the second floor, Wu Wang jumped straight into the jade tank, took off his upper body armor and threw it aside, slumped in the potion, shirtless, and yawned deeply.

He doesn't even have the strength to meditate.

"It's okay Suqing, let me soak here for one night."

"Master, don't you take off your pants? Will it be uncomfortably tight."

Wu Wang reluctantly opened his eyes and said, "How can I take off if you don't go out..."

Lin Suqing's face was reddened, and her voice trembled a little, but she still said to herself: "You and me are still so serious. Isn't this what we should serve normally."

Wow!

Mu Daxian covered his face with two chubby hands, and between his fingers, those two **** eyes were extremely bright.

"Hu—Lulu—"

There was already snoring in the jade tank.

Wu Wang tilted his head and sat there wearily fell asleep; some spiritual energy flowed towards him, and his body absorbed the nourishing medicinal power of the water on its own.

Lin Su blinked lightly, stood thoughtfully for a while, and then took Mu Daxian out of the quiet room.

She asked Mu Daxian to seal the place with celestial power, and then opened the spirit gathering formation method that comes with this small building, bringing all the spiritual energy to the quiet room where Wu Wang was.

Wu Wang slept for four hours, and when he woke up, he was full of energy, and the jar of clear medicinal soup had become turbid again.

Fearing that Lin Suqing would be troublesome to clean up, Wu Wang lit a ray of flame at his fingertips, which directly burned the waste water of the medicine **** in it, but did not hurt the jade tank at all, and there was no slight water vapor diffusion.

This hand control of fire is due to his divine mind that is comparable to a true immortal master.

Taking off the wet trousers, Wu Wang changed into comfortable clothes, stood on the window sill and breathed a sigh of relief. He took out a bottle of water brought from Kitano out of the magic weapon, and took a sip from his head up.

Yesterday, it was badly repaired.

[The Golden Dragon Transformation, which fully activates the Star God’s bloodline, cannot be maintained for too long, which is indeed a big drawback. 】

In the future duel with the strong, you can't always count the exit time.

Is it possible that he still has to put a ruby ​​on his chest that will make a mess of ‘drip’? Remind yourself at the critical moment that the time is almost up. Either zoom in and try hard, or run for your life quickly?

The fighting effect is full.

Wu Wang laughed, and was also amused by the picture of his own brain filling.

Pavilion Master Liu was right. It is the right way to use the blood of the Star God to temper the body, and it is not appropriate to completely rely on the power of the Star God to transform.

The former is a shortcut to make yourself stronger, and the latter is just a back-hand when you are desperately desperate.

Physical training is also a kind of spiritual practice.

Spiritual practice is to cultivate the mind of the self, and physical practice is to cultivate the self; in fact, all monks are not completely cultivating alone. The so-called spiritual practice and physical cultivation are mutually biased.

It's just that spiritual practice is more closely related to the Dao and close to nature. It is easier to improve the Dao, and the fighting method has the advantage of the master, so it has become the mainstream practice method in the human domain.

What made Wu Wang quite regretful was that he was beaten and beaten up last night, and did not touch the body of the evil god.

At least give him an inspection first.

"Master?"

Lin Suqing poked his head at the door and whispered, "Is your health better?"

"Yesterday, I was physically exhausted. Only by making the body completely tired can I find the opportunity to break through the upper limit."

Wu Wang put away the water bag, scowled, and smiled coldly.

"What happened to us yesterday is gone."

"That, that, hee hee, this!"

Lin Suqing pretended to be in a daze, "Ah, I still have something to do!"

"Frozen."

A simple little star-praying technique, icy air permeated the small building.

Lin Suqing kept the posture of her skirt leaning forward slightly, and she was enclosed in a square ice cube.

Wu Wang also intimately left a finger-wide gap in the back of her chest.

Although all the monks after the foundation were built, they would not be suffocated to death, but she still had to guard against her, lest she could say that she was not growing anymore, and it was all because of his freezing that caused the heat to expand and contract.

"Tsk tusk, run away, tomb keeper."

Wu Wang strolled over with his hands behind his back, looked back and forth, left and right, and gestured with his fingers, engraving a few words here, and drawing a king...

Art originates from childlike innocence.

Wu Wangzheng was proud, and suddenly caught the muttering from the Mu Daxian room on the third floor:

"Do you just do this once you've settled down?"

At this moment, a certain young master's forehead was covered with black lines, looking at the ice cube in front of him, suddenly he felt a little dull.

It seems that all the beauty in the world has become that clean and pure white.

Boring.

Wu Wei put his hands on his back, breathed into the ice cube in front of him, turned and walked downstairs.

The ice cubes dissipated.

Lin Su's eyes were full of unbearable, and he raised his hand to call Wu Wang, but he could only press the corner of his mouth and watch his back as he walked away step by step.

The congenital **** who has given the young master a strange disease is so bad at heart!

I must scold her from now on!

"Mu Mu! Let's have a good talk today!"

Lin Su raised his face lightly, and rushed to the second floor with the skirt of his skirt, making Dongfang Mumu prop up a layer of barrier.

After a while, in front of the attic.

Wu Wang put on a bright colored'kung fu suit', accompanied by the birdsong and breeze, and fought Tai Chi in a decent way.

Adapt to old life in advance and give up young people?

No, he was wondering whether the theory of practice in his previous life could pass through the Great Wilderness.

Defeat the goddess of apricot eyes and regain the man's glory!

…

At the same time, in the northeast of Human Domain, inside a mansion in the middle of a prosperous city.

The huge array covering the mansion is extremely smooth, and its interior decoration can be called magnificent, and at first glance, it is a wealthy and wealthy family.

The most eye-catching thing is that there are many female relatives here, and the fairy soldiers patrolling in the backyard are all women.

In a warm pavilion resembling a palace, Young Master Jimoji opened his hands and allowed two beautiful maids to work hard to tidy up the folds of his gown.

Another female bodyguard was holding a jade symbol next to her, reading the news she had just received.

"What's the matter?"

Jimo, who was a bit boring, suddenly came to his senses.

"Brother Wuwang is currently the acting head of the Penalty Hall of Renhuang Pavilion? Because he destroyed Qiongqi and invaded Renhuang Pavilion, he made a great contribution and swept away the spies of the Ten Fierce Temple?"

The female guard smiled and said, "My son, the message in it is written like this."

"This? Hahahaha!"

Jimo had a moment of joy and said: "I said, Brother Wuwang will not be nameless no matter where he goes. It's a pity that he didn't get some credit with Brother Wuwang."

The female guard sneered, and said: "My son, that Qiongqi can penetrate into the crevice of Dao Heart and hide under the monk's heart demon. If you go, you may not have anything to do with Xue Kailong."

"Hey! That's a bad remark!"

Ji Mo straightened his face and said sternly:

"How come there is a gap in my Dao Xin? Even if I was ridiculed and ridiculed on weekdays, my son always smiled slightly. Although he likes beauty, he just wanders around the flower shop.

If that Qiongqi dared to spy on this son, that son would have to let him know, what is great happiness! "

The maids all around were blushing, but they spoke one after another:

"My son, you are going on a blind date today. You can't talk nonsense about this!"

"Yeah, son, you always go to the realm of the flower house on weekdays. We have been serving you since childhood, and we don't see you thinking about it. You always go outside."

"Don't we want face? You know what the monks in the city who know your romantic name say about our sisters."

"It's terrible."

"It's not...cough!"

Ji Mo blushed, turned around, escaped from the claws of the two maids, and smiled: "When will the girl arrive?"

The female guard said: "It seems that you are already in the city. You should go to the agreed place and wait."

"Yeah," Ji Mo nodded calmly, and walked to a side wall. The maid on both sides opened the curtains, revealing the wall full of folding fans.

From pictures of ladies to paintings of landscapes, from explicit paintings to masterpieces with lofty artistic conception, from extreme colors to simple brushwork, folding fans here can be described as everything, and they are exquisitely matched with each set of clothing.

Ji Mo took a folding fan with landscape paintings, and matched it with this blue gown and snow-white inside. It fascinated many young girls in and outside the mansion.

Grandmother attached great importance to this blind date.

Last night, I called him over and told him to talk to other girls, and he must not lose his courtesy.

Ji Mo knew it by himself.

This is the path he chose. Even if the blind date fails, he still has to leave a good impression on the other party.

On the blind date today, the parent he followed here is the second aunt; the second aunt is gentle and decent in speech and manner, which can give Ji Mo a lot of points.

The two of them didn't take their entourage, and strolled towards the restaurant they had agreed upon.

Along the way, the second aunt was complimenting how talented the woman was, how beautiful she was, and how outstanding her cultivating aptitude was.

Because he has had more than a dozen blind dates, Ji Mo folded the words he heard in his heart, and added:

The other party has a good family background.

When he arrived at the restaurant that Ji’s family had booked early, Jimo and his second aunt had just entered the door when they heard a few noises coming from behind them.

The female voice that looked like an oriole screaming:

"Father, I don't want to see this Jimo! I don't want to find a Taoist companion! That's a wandering son!"

Then I heard a rough male voice sigh:

"Oh, Yaoyao, how can you say that!

The son of Ji had already turned his back on the prodigal son, and took the initiative to ask the mistress of the Ji family to start a family. Before this, he swore in public in front of several flower houses that he couldn't be wrong this time.

You should give your father a face, and we will go back if we are not satisfied with each other! "

"I saw him, I saw him at the Emperor Banquet!"

Oh? Is this an acquaintance?

Ji Mo smiled slightly, shook off the folding fan in his hand, lifted a strand of long hair in front of his lower body, and walked out of the restaurant, deliberately revealing his most satisfactory side to the visitor, chanting in his mouth:

"Red beans are born in southern China, and a few branches are born in spring.

May you pick more, this thing is the most lovesick. "

This is the poem written by Brother Wuwang last time when he persuaded the wise Taoist priest. He wrote down...

So, half a month later.

…

In the warm sunshine in front of the attic of the Lord Wuwang.

Wu Wang was paralyzed on the recliner, his body limp, as if he had been drained of all his strength.

In the last half month, he will go to Pavilion Master Liu to practice the next day.

Each duel exercise is mainly divided into two stages-first teaching, then being beaten.

This Pavilion Master Liu is also considered to be the top ten or even the top five masters of the Human Domain, the murderous **** who was beheaded is the result of the combined efforts of Pavilion Master Liu and several extraordinary people.

Moreover, Pavilion Master Liu already has many disciples, among these disciples, there are four or five who have achieved extraordinary cultivation, and their strength should not be underestimated.

Such a master pointed himself, Wu Wang wanted to seize the opportunity.

It's fun to play, noisy to noisy, spiritual practice can't be a joke.

It was only half a month, and Wu Wang had clearly felt that his upper limit of power and his control over power had been slightly improved.

In addition, the anti-strike ability has greatly increased, and he has mastered the skills of instant transfer of mana to protect the hit.

Of course, Wu Wang also has a little dissatisfaction with this teacher Liu.

Pavilion Master Liu told him to forget the northern field combat skills and start from the most basic fist and kicks. He somewhat looked down on the northern field combat skills.

If his own father, the Xiong Huo clan, Xiong Han, has the same strength as Pavilion Master Liu, the two will not necessarily win or lose if the two fight against each other.

Humph.

"Master!"

Lin Su lightly hummed a small tune and jumped out of the room, holding a piece of clothing in his hand, "Look!"

"what…"

Wu Wang replied weakly, seeing that Lin Suqing had shaken the clothes away, and a pair of brown trousers appeared in front of him.

The young master has a thin face and subconsciously swept around his eyes.

"Take it away, I'm embarrassed to see it."

"Oh," Lin Suqing hugged his trousers in front of him, and leaned forward as if offering treasures, "You feel this material."

"What happened to the material?"

Wu Wang was a little puzzled, but when he started, he felt that it was unexpectedly soft and soft, and it didn't seem to have much weight.

Lin Suqing proudly introduced:

"This is a cloth woven from the silk of a thousand-year-old beast-eating mirage silkworm. It is not afraid of fire, can be stretched as you like, and can resist the exploration of spiritual and immortal knowledge.

The biggest benefit is that it won’t feel sticky after it enters the water. You wear pants every time you come back to the medicated bath. "

Wu Wang's eyes lit up, he picked up his pants and rubbed them repeatedly in his hands.

"Give me dozens of spares."

Lin Su slid lightly and said in a shocking voice: "This material is hard to find! It took a lot of money to get a little bit! There are not dozens of pieces! Only a few at most!"

"We have no money again?"

"It's there, but you have to save money. Dozens of the same pants are not a waste."

Wu Wang said: "What's wrong with dozens of pants? Brother Renji still has tens of thousands of fairy skirts in his magic treasure!"

"Huh, it's disgusting."

"Why is it disgusting? You have to respect other people's preferences! Don't the basic structure of the robe and the skirt are the same?"

Wu Wang put his trousers on his body, a few words seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and said softly and weakly:

"I'll let Renhuangge get some silk later.

Suqing went to make some meals for me. I can't make up my energy if I don't eat now. "

Lin Suqing promised, just about to ask how to decide the recipe; but before she could say anything, several fairy soldiers flew in front of the attic at the same time, and they gathered and landed ten feet away from the small building, bowing their heads and bowing their fists in salute.

"Meet the Lord Wuwang!"

Wu Wang sat up and said sternly, "What's the matter?"

The four fairy soldiers looked at each other, and one immediately said:

"Hall Master, Tian Yanxuan Nvzong wrote a letter, Tian Yan Shengnyu Ling wants to come to the main pavilion of Renhuang Pavilion to congratulate the Lord, I wonder if the Lord has time to see him."

Wu Wang said: "Of course there is time, just let Xianfandian go through the formalities, please don't embarrass Fairy Ling."

"Yes!"

Another fairy soldier said: "The deputy pavilion master sent his subordinates to ask, what should the Wancai Taoist do? The other five gods have been transferred to the penalty hall today."

Wu Wang nodded slightly and said, "I will deal with this matter later, what's the urgent matter?"

"Some hall masters," a fairy soldier whispered, "Ji Mo, the son of the Ji family, has just arrived at the main pavilion, and is waiting in the reception hall at this time. He said that he has a hundred thousand urgent matters to discuss with you."

"No see, next one."

Do not!

The fairy soldier was really stunned, but when he was about to retreat, he was raised by the fairy soldier and held his arm.

The last fairy soldier handed over a letter-passing jade talisman, and Lin Suqing took it forward and presented it to Wu Wang.

"Hall Master, this is a letter from the Ji Family Patriarch to you, and it's also a matter of urgency."

Yo? Brother Ji really had a problem with the blind date?

Wu Wang suddenly...was not sleepy anymore.