Starting his cultivation from marrying the Weaver Girl

Chapter 15 Absorption
Lin Yao's words made all three people present stunned.

Now? Here?
Xiaoqing frowned, this man didn't look like a playboy.

Why are you so outrageous?
She felt the aura of the magical power stop in front of her.

"Is it because of his magical powers?"

Xiaoqing leaned against the wall, and she suddenly began to believe what Lin Yao said.

"Sister, maybe one day I will be able to kill that monk with my own hands."

In the field.

The Black Mountain Old Ghost was also stunned by Lin Yao's words.

"I never thought that young people would have such a refined taste. I am still old."

Then she looked at Xiaoqian beside her.

"Why don't you go and serve the young master?"

Xiaoqian had no choice, after all, her life was in his hands, so she had to walk towards Lin Yao.

Tears fell down.

"Ninglang, I'm sorry to let you down."

Lin Yao felt a little headache when he saw this, but he still had to continue acting.

He took Nie Xiaoqian's hand, pulled her into his arms, and pinched her chin with his fingers.

The tearful face is sure to make people love it.

"Why? Are you thinking of your lover?"

Lin Yao chuckled, but his hands gradually peeled off her clothes.

Xiaoqian closed her eyes tightly and her body kept shaking. The Black Mountain old ghost was watching with great interest.

After all, as long as the two of them perform the human etiquette.

She can absorb Lin Yao's essence, and the blood pool outside can turn human bones into living things, so she doesn't have to worry about sudden death one day.

Xiaoqing looked at the scene in front of her and felt very unhappy.

She didn't know what Lin Yao was going to do, but this scene made her very uncomfortable.

As the light shirt continued to slide off, Xiaoqian's body was constantly exposed to the air.

Lin Yao frowned slightly.

“Does it feel wrong?”

His hands slowed down, and he was about to give up.

Lin Yao accidentally touched Xiaoqian's waist.

A familiar feeling spread in my heart.

"It is indeed a curse, but it is too weak compared to the Weaver Girl's."

He placed his hand on Xiaoqian's waist, picked her up and placed her on his lap.

Xiaoqian, who felt the masculine aura, seemed to have accepted her fate, with sadness and despair written all over her face.

"He's looking for the curse planted by the Black Mountain Ghost?"

Xiaoqing, who wanted to stop him, stopped and the doubts and anger in her heart dissipated a lot.

Feeling the trembling of the beauty in his arms, Lin Yao also felt a little uneasy.

"do not move."

I don't know where the anger came from.

Lin Yao reached out and held Xiaoqian, whispering in her ear.

"If you want to be bound forever, that's up to you."

Xiaoqian couldn't help but open her eyes when she heard his words.

She only saw a pair of calm eyes, without any desire, and a blood-stained cheek with an enchanting handsomeness.

Somehow, she felt at ease with this strange man.

"He's erasing grandma's curse? No, is he absorbing it?"

Xiaoqian felt that the curse planted in her body was being continuously devoured by Lin Yao.

"clever."

Xiaoqing's lips curled up slightly, it seems that this person is really worth cooperating with.

I just mentioned some strange things, and he started to get into the path of witchcraft.

"But where does the curse within him come from? It's so overbearing. Is it the price of gaining magical powers?"

Lin Yao raised his hand, and his arm felt a little numb.

He closed his eyes, and the curse in his heart grew stronger, but he still couldn't control it.

As soon as he entered the first floor of Leifeng Pagoda, Lin Yao felt the strange movement of the curse.

She unfolded the Fate Weaving Technique in order to better guide the Black Mountain Ghost, but it turned out to be of little use, so she handed Xiao Qian over.

"Let me help you this time."

Xiaoqing appeared with a long whip in her hand, waiting quietly.

"Young man, why did you stop?"

The Black Mountain Old Ghost, who was watching the show and imagining Lin Yao's energy, was a little confused. As a fox demon, Nie Xiaoqian was naturally good at dealing with men.

But Lin Yao in front of him suddenly stopped.

She didn't quite believe that there was a man in this world who could remain calm in the face of a woman's sensual pleasure.

"Sister Qing, this is not my fault. They forced me to do it."

Lin Yao suddenly spoke, and when the Black Mountain Old Ghost looked back, the long whip was already at his face.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound accompanied by the wailing of the Black Mountain Old Ghost echoed continuously.

Nie Xiaoqian was a little flustered, as if she had been caught having an affair with her master.

She lowered her head. Xiaoqing had always treated her like a sister and taken care of her.

This time, she had no choice but to seduce Xiaoqing's future husband.

Although the man seemed to be doing it just to get rid of grandma's curse, the two of them did have some physical contact after all.

Thinking of this, Xiaoqian didn't know how to face her.

Xiaoqing walked up to the Black Mountain Old Ghost and drew the rapier from her waist.

"I told you not to touch him."

The Black Mountain Old Ghost couldn't help but shudder when he saw the sword so close to him.

Xiaoqing's murderous intent didn't seem fake, she really wanted to kill herself.

He smiled awkwardly.

"Madam Qing, I am also trying to help you find out if this young man is worthy of you."

Worthy of me?

Xiaoqing couldn't help but secretly glance at Lin Yao.

She remembered her sister once saying that if one does not experience the love, hate, and emotions of the world once, one will never be able to attain enlightenment.

Practicing Taoism is also practicing the mind.

However, for thousands of years, I have only been focusing on cultivation and have never thought about these things.

Seeing this, Heishan Laogui thought Xiaoqing thought what she said made sense.

Then he continued, "Xiao Qian and I have agreed to help Madam see if this young man is worthy of your trust."

"Oh? What do you think?"

A faint aura of danger was already appearing on Xiaoqing's body.

But the Black Mountain Old Ghost thought that he was angry with Lin Yao, so he pretended to be angry.

"Who knew this boy couldn't resist the temptation and almost caused Xiaoqian to lose her virginity. Madam, hand him over to me and I will definitely satisfy you."

Looking at her flattering smile, Xiao Qing laughed in anger, and a cold light flashed across the thin sword in his hand.

Blood was spilling, and the Black Mountain Old Ghost stared blankly at his arm that had fallen to the ground.

"Grandma."

Xiao Qian still felt a little bit reluctant. After all, if it weren't for the Black Mountain Ghost's care, she would have become a lonely ghost and disappeared from the world long ago.

"Take her to the blood pool. If you dare to interfere in my affairs again, I don't mind sending you to see the West Heaven as soon as possible."

Xiaoqing put away her sword, whipped up Lin Yao beside her and disappeared into the corridor.

"Change your clothes."

Xiaoqing threw the clothes to Lin Yao, then turned around and closed the door.

"She is different from the Weaver Girl."

Lin Yao smiled, then took off his wedding clothes. The clothes Xiaoqing gave him were blue Confucian robes. Fortunately, they were loose and fit him well.

Outside the room, Xiaoqing leaned against the door. The words spoken by the Black Mountain Old Ghost caused some ripples in her heart, which had not moved for thousands of years.

She admired Lin Yao's calmness and composure, and also felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"Did my sister have the same thoughts back then?"

Xiaoqing stroked the white sword at her waist, which was the only thought left to her by White Snake.

Back then, she became an adult through spiritual practice and had a fierce battle with White Snake, after which the two became sisters.

To commemorate the occasion, White Snake took the essence of the volcano and other treasures to forge two swords.

The first sword has a white edge, the second sword has a green edge.

Xiaoqing hid Qingfeng at her waist, and Baizhuo was used by her.

But now, things and people have changed.

"Squeak."

Lin Yao walked out of the room.

When Xiaoqing tilted her head to look, she saw that Lin Yao looked more elegant in this outfit.

She reached towards her waist, and the soft sword with a green blade was placed across Lin Yao's neck.

"We should talk."

(End of this chapter)