Shocked, everyone except Master has a vest

In the residence of the national teacher, the girl was kept under house arrest in a luxurious room, and someone was watching her at all times.

The air was filled with a faint scent of incense, and the girl felt so weak that she didn't even have the strength to open the window to ventilate.

The Imperial Master walked slowly into the room with a false smile on his face, like a cunning fox. He sat on the carved chair opposite Qin Muyue, and said in a low and seductive voice: "Princess, you should understand how important you are to me."

Qin Muyue lay on the couch, raised her slightly red eyes, stared at him coldly, and said in a trembling voice: "You evil Taoist, don't think I don't know your ambitions."

The Imperial Master smiled contemptuously, seemingly unconcerned about Qin Muyue's accusations: "Since Your Highness Princess knows it well, why not follow the will of heaven and avoid unnecessary pain."

"What kind of destiny is that?" The girl glanced at him lazily.

A trace of anger flashed across the imperial teacher's face. He stood up, put one leg on the couch, and flipped the girl over under him.

He raised his eyes, full of malice, and gently stroked the girl's fragile wrist with his slender fingers. His voice was a little threatening: "Your Highness, have you not recognized the situation? What I say is destiny."

The girl raised her jade foot impatiently, intending to kick the guy away, but because of the smoke, she stepped softly on his chest.

The imperial teacher's Adam's apple moved, and he almost became like those fat-bellied princes and nobles, with a bug in his head.

He didn't expect that the princess would dare to be so disrespectful to him even in this state.

"Are you anxious, Your Highness?" A meaningful arc appeared at the corner of his mouth. He grabbed her ankle and rubbed it. His chest shook slightly, as if he was mocking her.

The girl struggled restlessly, trying to pull her foot back.

There was a hint of amusement in the imperial teacher's eyes. He seemed to enjoy the feeling of controlling the girl, especially the fact that the princess could not escape from his palm no matter how hard she struggled.

"Let me go!" The girl was powerless but still had a bad temper. She pulled out her hairpin and put it against her neck.

The Imperial Master admired the porcelain doll-like girl for a while, then pulled her ankles to her waist. He leaned forward and whispered in the girl's ear: "The more you resist, the more excited I am."

Before the girl could react, her hairpin was snatched away by the other party. She felt powerless all over and almost lost all ability to resist.

"I've been thinking about this before, the smell of a lotus reborn to repair the celestial body is really nice." He leaned close to the girl's neck and took a deep breath.

Qin Muyue's eyes flashed with calculation, and her voice turned cold: "Master, do you really think you can do whatever you want after you get me?"

The Imperial Master was slightly stunned. He did not expect Qin Muyue to suddenly change her attitude. He loosened his grip on her ankle and asked curiously, "Does Your Highness still want to resist?"

The girl sat up, straightened her clothes, and said slowly: "Young Master Zhao is a cultivator, right? He told me that in the world of immortal cultivation, the Wanjian Sect's technique is the most powerful. It is said that this technique can transform a person completely and even make him ascend to immortality."

There was a glimmer of greed in the eyes of the national teacher. He knew the value of the immortal cultivation technique. If he could obtain such a technique, his power would be greatly enhanced.

He asked tentatively: "Your Highness, will he pass on such a precious skill to you?"

The girl pretended to be reluctant. "What if I use my skills to exchange my life, the life of my father, and the life of my mother?"

The corner of the imperial teacher's mouth curled up into a smug smile. He felt that the princess was already in his grasp. "Tell me about it."

The girl told a mantra for drawing Qi into the body and circulating it around the body: "Qi starts from Dantian, follows the meridians, passes through the three gates, breaks through the nine orifices, gathers at Baihui, and returns to Niwan. This is the method of drawing Qi into the body, and it is also the beginning of cultivating immortals."

The national teacher listened attentively. He could feel the deep meaning contained in this mantra. This was a method of cultivation that he had never come across before.

His eyes were gleaming with excitement, as if he had already seen how powerful he would become after mastering this technique.

"Go on," the Imperial Master urged, a hint of urgency in his voice.

"Young Master Zhao once said that the Wanjian Sect's skills are divided into three levels. The first level is 'refining the body', the second level is 'refining the qi', and the third level is 'refining the spirit'. The practice of each level requires corresponding mental methods and formulas." The girl said while observing the reaction of the national teacher to make sure he was completely immersed in her words.

The Imperial Master nodded, a satisfied look on his face. "Very good, Princess, as long as you teach me all of this technique, I will ensure that you will not die, and I will consider your request."

The girl sneered in her heart. She knew that the words of the national teacher could not be fully trusted, but what she needed to do now was to delay time and find a chance to escape.

"Imperial Master, if you let my father and mother go, I will teach you the second half." said the girl.

The Imperial Master pondered for a moment, then nodded. "Okay, but I will believe it only if you can successfully draw the Qi into your body using this formula."

Qin Muyue was delighted, she knew this would be her chance to escape. "The Imperial Master is wise, I will definitely do my best."

In this way, Qin Muyue began her "cultivation" life. Every day, she would practice under the supervision of the national teacher, but in fact, she was always looking for opportunities to escape, deliberately making some noise, but she just refused to properly draw the Qi into her body.

The Imperial Master became increasingly impatient with Qin Muyue's progress in cultivation, and he began to doubt whether Qin Muyue was really cultivating diligently.

"Your Highness, you have been practicing for so long, why haven't you made any progress?" The Imperial Master's voice was threatening.

The girl pretended to be helpless and sighed: "Master, the cultivation of immortals is most concerned with spiritual roots and talents. What if I am a loser with five spiritual roots with low root values, and it is normal that the effect of entering the body is slower than that of everyone else."

The Imperial Master frowned. He knew that what Qin Muyue said made sense, but his patience was almost exhausted. "I'll give you three days. If you still can't successfully draw the Qi into your body, don't blame me for being rude."

The girl watched the national teacher leave with a wave of his sleeves, and when he was far away, she made faces at his back.

She pinched the small flame on her fingertips and sneered, "This body is so useful. It has a top-grade fire spirit root. Given time, I can even pretend to be a grandfather and help the princess grow up to be able to fight against the stinky state teacher!"

Although this world is in the Dharma Ending Age, Qin Muyue's spirit does not abide by martial ethics. Although her strength is not that good, she is connected to the Mirror Void Flow of her original body, so it is no problem for her to provide spiritual energy to the princess.

The girl decided to go to the prison cell to rescue Zhao Huoling the next night. A lotus reincarnated to repair the sky is not only useful for the flesh and blood body, but also for the spiritual cultivation of the soul.

What's wrong with charging Zhao Da Jianzun?