When my vicious stepmother mistakenly married me to the Immortal Lord

Fortunately, there is a dual cultivation formation in the Yunmiao Immortal Mansion, which can greatly enhance the effectiveness and safety of practicing the Bingxin Yulu Jue.

Initially, they needed to practice for four hours every day, blending pure spiritual power with cold air to condense the Ice Heart Jade Dew.

After ten days, when the Ice Heart Jade Dew is initially formed, you can gradually reduce the time of practice and focus on warming and nourishing.

Xie Changyan carefully arranged the training room, ensuring that every corner met the requirements for practicing Bingxin Yulu Jue.

He placed a jade bed made of thousand-year-old cold jade on the dual cultivation formation. The bed was covered with light blue spiritual runes, flashing a faint and mysterious light.

On the day of training, Jiang Song wore a gauze training suit with all accessories removed. With her long, smooth black hair, she was so beautiful that it left people speechless.

She stepped barefoot on the cold jade bed, and a faint chill rose from the soles of her feet, subtly resisting the Suzaku Divine Fire in her body.

Xie Changyan was wearing a plain white pajamas without any extra decorations. Only a cloth belt was lightly tied around his waist, making him look tall and slender with an elegant temperament.

The two sat facing each other on the cold jade bed, only an inch apart and able to hear each other's breathing.

Xie Changyan had a fresh scent of grass and trees on him, which made people feel at ease. Jiang Song unconsciously moved closer and gently placed his hands on his shoulders.

Xie Changyan's eyes were as gentle as water. He slowly stretched out his hand, palms facing up, and touched Jiang Song's hands.

In an instant, a pure and gentle spiritual power flowed from his palm into Jiang Song's body, intertwined with the cold air in her body, and began to slowly condense into Ice Heart Jade Dew.

Jiang Song saw the scene in his sea of ​​consciousness. The golden thunder lotus was surrounded by red flames, and purple electric light was jumping between the flames and the thunder lotus, which looked both dangerous and magnificent.

At this time, a stream of pure spiritual power poured in like a trickle, slowly seeping into the flames, meeting the cold air, and began to condense into crystal clear jade dewdrops.

These jade dews wander between fire and cold air.

Gradually, the violent energy of the flames was suppressed, and the thunder lotus seemed to be nourished, starting to emit a softer and steadier light.

Jiang Song suddenly felt refreshed, and his irritable mood calmed down a lot.

An hour later, the Ice Heart Jade Dew became more and more. They were like little guardians, shuttling between the meridians and bones, nourishing every inch of skin and every strand of hair.

After the training, Jiang Song felt that his body was much lighter, and his control over his spiritual power was as smooth as it had been a long time.

She opened her eyes and met Xie Changyan's gentle eyes. She said in surprise, "Ah Yan, this Ice Heart Jade Dew Technique is truly amazing. I haven't felt this comfortable in a long time."

"Of course, this method is beneficial to you. How could I lie to you?"

"From now on, we will practice every day. Once the Ice Heart Jade Dew in your body has accumulated to a certain level, the Vermillion Bird Divine Fire will no longer be a threat to you."

Xie Changyan rubbed the top of her head and smiled indulgently, "But you also need to make sure you rest. Don't rush for success and hurt your foundation."

"Ayan, let me see the wound on your back."

As Jiang Song spoke, he was about to get up from the cold jade bed, but was gently pushed back by Xie Changyan.

"Song'er, I'm fine, just take care of yourself first."

But how could Jiang Song not know that with seventy-two purple-gold lightning bolts striking him, such a long and deep wound would surely hurt?

Jiang Song insisted, "Ayan, let me see, otherwise I won't be able to concentrate while practicing."

Xie Changyan couldn't persuade her, so he turned around and slowly untied the belt of his pajamas, exposing his back.

The wound stretched from the shoulder blade to the waist, with bones and internal organs visible in the grooves. Although the injury was temporarily stabilized by spiritual power and spiritual medicine, it was still shocking.

There was still a faint purple-gold lightning around the wound, as if it would erupt again at any time.

Jiang Song looked at the hideous wound and his eyes instantly became moist.

She gently stroked the scar, and her fingertips trembled, as if she could feel the pain of being struck by lightning.

"Ayan, you have suffered..."

The wound showed traces of being cut by a sharp blade. It must have been when Xie Changyan was struck by lightning that the flesh was burned and turned into rotten flesh, which he then cut out himself to prevent the poison from spreading throughout his body.

When Jiang Song thought about how he had endured such severe pain alone, his heart felt like it was being pierced by thousands of needles.

How can someone be so strong and yet so pitiful?

Xie Changyan is such a particular person, there is not a single flaw on his body, even his hair is shining.

Having such a scar on the body is like an abrupt ink spot on a perfect painting, which makes people feel pity.

Xie Changyan turned around and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Jiang Song's eyes.

"Song'er, I told you not to look at it a long time ago. It doesn't hurt for your husband. It doesn't hurt at all. Really."

"If it weren't for this incident, I wouldn't have met Song'er."

"Everything is the best arrangement. Song'er, don't be sad anymore."

He hugged Jiang Song gently and comforted her softly, as if the injured person was not himself.

Jiang Song hugged him back tightly, buried her head in his chest, and her tears soaked his pajamas.

"Ayan, you must be well. I can't lose you..."

"Yeah. Song'er, don't cry. No one can hurt me except you."

The two of them lay on the cold jade bed hugging each other. Xie Changyan patted Jiang Song's back gently, coaxing her to sleep like a child.

After Jiang Song's breathing stabilized, he quietly stood up, put on his clothes, and walked out of the training room.

He stood at the highest point of Yunmiao Immortal Mansion, overlooking the entire secret realm, with a hint of determination and resoluteness flashing in his deep eyes.

Now that he has someone he cares about and a soft spot, those old grudges should have been settled long ago.

Xie Changyan looked up at the sky, where there was a faint golden light, which was the entrance to the world of cultivation.

He remembered that on the day he underwent the tribulation, twenty-seven villains from various sects, in order to seize the Tianyantu, took advantage of his weakness during the tribulation and attacked him together, causing him to fail in the tribulation, suffer serious injuries, and suffer a great decline in his realm.

He must avenge this grudge!

Now, it's time to settle those old accounts.

Each of those more than 850 sinister faces was engraved in his mind, keeping him awake every night.

He closed his eyes, and the faces of those people flashed through his mind like a kaleidoscope: greed, jealousy, viciousness, cunning... every face was filled with sin.

Xie Changyan slowly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with a cold light that seemed to be able to freeze thousands of miles.

He moved his fingers lightly, and a jade slip appeared in his hand.

This jade slip records the names of the monks who participated in the siege of him and the sects they belonged to.

He remembered every name clearly, and he planned to settle every account one by one.

A cold light flashed in Xie Changyan's eyes, and he whispered to himself, "It's time to let those people know that debts must be repaid."

He gently stroked the jade slip, and the coolness of his fingertips seemed to echo the coldness in his heart.

Afterwards, Xie Changyan disappeared from the spot in a flash, leaving only a faint afterimage hovering above the Yunmiao Immortal Mansion.