Filial piety: the supreme emperor

During the long silence, the jade-carved illustration flashed with dazzling light and began to slowly rotate in the void, like dancing stars.

Lu Ran and Qu Qirong sensed this change at the same time. They looked at each other and understood what was happening in their hearts.

This jade illustration was about to evolve into a new form, which meant that the "Extreme Yin Fusion Spiritual Technique" they were practicing was about to reach a new level.

The light faded, and the illustration changed as expected. Lu Ran was stunned on the spot, and eight mysterious characters appeared in his mind: "The soul merges with the underworld, and the yin enters the soul!"

The illustrated guide actually has such mysterious changes?

No other exotic flower in the world can compare to this splendor!

Qu Qirong took a glance, her face slightly hot, her heart beating like a drum, and she didn't even have the courage to look at Lu Ran.

"Aunt Rong, how about we put aside the practice of this illustration for the time being?" Seeing Aunt Rong's expression, Lu Ran suggested softly.

He already knew that "Extreme Yin Fusion Spiritual Technique" was a dual cultivation technique with a strong feminine aura.

Even so, it still requires a process of adaptation, especially for Aunt Rong!

Past scenes flashed through Qu Qirong's mind. She remembered that when Qu Yun was crowned king, it was Lu Ran who rescued her from danger; during the turmoil in the Qiankun Sect, she could only stand by and watch, unable to help.

If her cultivation was strong enough, even if she couldn't help Lu Ran, she could at least protect herself.

"Follow this illustration and practice!"

Qu Qirong suppressed her shyness, slowly sat up with her plump body, and crossed her legs. Her plump buttocks like ripe peaches gently fell on her pink ankles.

Then she tied up her drooping hair and lowered her head.

The moonlight is like frost, casting a chill on the room.

"Aunt Rong!"

Lu Ran felt a little chilly and leaned back unconsciously, leaning on the edge of the bathtub.

......

When the night is quiet, it is time to think.

Lu Ran had a complicated expression, his eyes gradually blurred, and his thoughts drifted to a meaningful sentence:

A cultivator must be down-to-earth and take each step carefully. He must not dream of ascending to heaven overnight. This is an unrealistic fantasy.

When you try to take a shortcut, it's like crossing a canyon, with steep cliffs on both sides and a deep, bottomless cave in front.

Once you take a wrong step, you will fall into the abyss and find it difficult to extricate yourself.

People should be like the Chinese character “人”, always growing upwards with their feet firmly on the ground.

Only by basing yourself on reality, embracing lofty ideals, making careful plans, and moving forward firmly at every step can you achieve extraordinary results.

The ancients said: The sharpness of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold!

People are like swords; only after being sharpened again and again can they show their full sharpness.

"call......"

Thoughts flowed like a spring, Lu Ran took a deep breath, and the philosophy touched his heart deeply, causing him to fall into deep thought unconsciously.

When he had a sudden realization, he felt as if he was immersed in a hot spring, feeling warm and comfortable.

Perhaps it was because of this that he was able to cleanse himself of the worldly hustle and bustle and comprehend deeper philosophy.

I don’t know how long it took, but the moonlight became increasingly cold.

Lu Ran couldn't help but tremble and woke up from his deep thoughts.

At this moment, the medicinal bath in the bathtub has faded from its light blue color to its original color, which means that the medicinal power has been completely absorbed.

He looked at Aunt Rong. Her hair, which had been tied up high, had loosened up at some point and looked a little messy.

The smooth jade forehead and beautiful face were covered with crystal beads of sweat.

Lu Ran picked up the silk scarf and gently wiped Aunt Rong, then put on his clothes, picked up her plump body, put a loose robe on her, and returned to the bed.

Feeling Lu Ran's thoughtfulness and filial piety, Qu Qirong's face turned shy, but a sweetness surged in her heart, and she gently snuggled in his arms.

She stretched out her slender hand, looking for Lu Ran's palm, her white fingertips slid into his fingers, and they interlocked their fingers, feeling the warmth of each other's fingers.

The elegant fragrance lingered around his nose, and the warmth of skin against skin made Lu Ran feel pity. He pulled a corner of the quilt to cover her graceful figure: "Aunt Rong, thank you for your hard work!"

"Ran'er, Aunt Rong is a little tired."

"Tell me a sleep-inducing story."

Qu Qirong listened to Lu Ran's heartbeat, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, and her disordered breathing gradually calmed down.

But there was still a hint of trembling in his voice.

Lu Ran smiled slightly and asked, "What story does Aunt Rong want to hear?"

Being filial, he would never refuse a request from his elders.

Qu Qirong responded softly: "I want to listen to "The Sequel to Journey to the West"!"

"Okay!" Lu Ran nodded and began to tell the story slowly.

The candlelight flickered in the house, illuminating the figures of two people hugging each other, warm and sweet.

The next day, in Zixia Sect.

Lu Ran returned to the back mountain and, at the call of his master, entered her boudoir.

The room was filled with a faint scent of tea. An enchanting, mature woman dressed in purple gauze was sitting cross-legged on the couch, fiddling with purple clay tea sets.

Under the tight veil, the plump outline outlines a proud curve, extending from the waist to the plump hips, and then to the slender legs, full of charm.

Her sleeves waved gently, and her crystal clear skin glowed with a mysterious aura.

The green jade fingers gently passed by, and the tea leaves fell into the teapot filled with spiritual charm like dancing butterflies.

Clear spring water poured into the pot, and the spiritual fire flickered below, starting to brew the tea soup that contained the essence of heaven and earth.

Lu Ran sat down and called softly, "Master!"

Ning Qian nodded gently, her beautiful chin slightly raised: "I heard from Elder Xu that something unexpected happened during the Six Sects Martial Arts Conference. The leader of the Qiankun Sect, Qian Yuan, set up the Five Elements Soul Refining Formation, intending to wipe out all the forces in one fell swoop."

"How did Ran'er break this formation?"

Lu Ran pondered for a moment and slowly narrated: "I found the center of the formation and discovered eight strange blood-colored formation patterns, so I cast [Star Shift]..."

He described in detail the process of breaking the formation, how to summon the Spirit Cod King, and all the details of what happened in the Qiankun Sect.

Ning Qian listened with a smile, remaining quiet and patient, without interrupting him.

After a moment, she sighed softly: "Ran'er's physique is really unique!"

Whether it was blood evil, yang evil or yin evil, she could refine it directly. She had never heard of such a physique before.

Lu Ran smiled and said, "Although this Six Sects Martial Arts Conference was full of dangers, I was able to reach the pinnacle of my magical powers with the help of those eight special formation patterns!"

"I am more confident about the upcoming trip to the Bloodfall Mountains."

When traveling to the Bloodfall Mountains, the exploration of the cave is secondary; the key is to obtain the Blood Soul Crystal.

Ning Qian felt a warm current in her heart, and her beautiful eyes rippled: "Ran'er, how about trying the tea that your teacher brewed?"

As she spoke, she picked up the teapot, filled a cup, took a sip, and gently pressed her rosy lips against those of her beloved disciple.

As their lips and teeth blended, Lu Ran hugged his master's plump and delicate body, savoring the rich aroma of the tea.

After a long time, their lips parted!

Ning Qian's eyes were as charming as silk, and her beautiful face was slightly flushed. She spoke softly, exuding the fragrance of orchids: "Are you satisfied with the taste?"

Lu Ran savored it and gave a fair evaluation: "Hmm! The fragrance lingers on your lips and teeth, intoxicating!"

"Since Ran'er likes it, drink more!"

Hearing this, Ning Qian smiled charmingly, pointed with her slender finger, and the tea in the teapot fell on her snow-white neck like silk threads.

In an instant, the light purple dress became hazy and dreamy, and a plump and graceful figure came into view.

“Master…this!”

Lu Ran was stunned, and a subtle emotion surged in his heart.

It’s just tea tasting, why does the atmosphere change when it comes to Master?

"Ran'er, what are you still standing there for?"

Seeing her beloved disciple like this, Ning Qian wrapped her arms around his neck, snuggled her plump body into his arms, stood proudly, and stuck close to him.

At this moment, their eyes met, and their warm breath intertwined on each other's faces.

The filial Lu Ran would naturally not go against his master's wishes.

This tea is naturally filled with spiritual energy, and its fragrance is elegant and refreshing.

Now, there is also the subtle fragrance of orchid, the two scents intertwined, making him intoxicated.

"Ran'er, I want to know what level you have reached in your body-refining skills."

After a while, Ning Qian looked down at her beloved disciple, her beautiful eyes filled with tenderness and light, and she spoke with her red lips slightly parted.

Lu Ran answered seriously: "I have never slacked off!"

Previously, he practiced together with his master and his body-building technique had reached the second level.

Later, during the trip to Qiankun Sect, I also received help and training from Aunt Rong. I was bound to make progress and it was impossible for me to stagnate.

You must know that spiritual practice is like rowing against the current, if you don’t move forward, you will move backward!

Only by constantly consolidating your cultivation and deepening your practice can you push this body-building technique to its extreme.

Ning Qian said meaningfully: "If there is no promotion, there will be punishment!"

"Master, if you don't believe it, just give it a try and you will know the truth!" Lu Ran did not explain any more.

After all, practice is the only criterion for testing truth.

Facing the gaze of her beloved disciple, Ning Qian half-closed her eyes and raised the corners of her mouth in an alluring arc: "Experiments are necessary, but I will use another magical power to test it!"

"Ran Er, why don't you guess which magical power it is?"

Lu Ran frowned slightly: "How about Master give me some tips?"

He is not a bug in the master's heart, so how can he know everything?

Ning Qian glanced at him charmingly and said slowly, "There is a line in the formula of this magical power that quotes a poem you once said, Ran'er."

"The enchanting beauty is like a flower covered with dew, and the jade tree stands tall in the wind and shines into the sky!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Ran's eyes widened.

Ning Qian looked at him charmingly, her rosy lips lightly touched his lips, and she sat down with her charming and plump body...

On the other side, inside Xiaoxiang Yayuan.

Qu Qirong leaned against the railing, feeding the koi in the pond with fish food.

On the side, Hongxue and Moxue spread their colorful wings and happily gathered in front of the fragrant spiritual plants to enjoy the joy.

Looking at the joyful koi and the two little ones playing in the water, Qu Qirong smiled brightly.

She took out the cloud-carved stone book from her ring and started carving.

Although the trip to Qiankun Sect was full of dangers, it also left them with many good memories.

Therefore, she wanted to engrave these memories one by one on the stone book.

For some reason, when she thought of Lu Ran, Qu Qirong recalled the scene last night when Lu Ran taught her the "Extreme Yin Rong Ling Jue" without reservation.

Instantly, her cheeks and ears became hot, and her heart was beating fast...

Qu Qirong's face was as white as jade, with a slightly drunken blush blooming on her cheeks. She bit her teeth lightly and scolded softly, "Naughty boy!"

All this was caused by the "Extreme Yin Soul Fusion Technique", and Lu Ran was not at fault.

After experiencing this, she unconsciously compared Lu Ran's master Ning Qian with herself.

There is no doubt that Ning Qian is like a teacher and a mother to Ran'er.

However, so what?

Can I be as close to Ran'er as she is?

At this time, Qing'er stepped into Lanting and whispered, "Madam, we have found a substitute material for the purple vein stone."

"This is the newly refined purple-veined jade slip!"

"Let me take a look!" Qu Qirong nodded slightly, took the purple-patterned jade slip and looked at it carefully.

She already knew about the matter of the purple-veined jade slip and the cooperation between Zixia Sect and Lingbao Pavilion, but she had never expected that alternative materials would appear so quickly.