When my vicious stepmother mistakenly married me to the Immortal Lord

"The thunder of heaven is vast, obey my command, a ray of purple sky, enter my heart palace..."

Jiang Song sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and concentrated, chanting the mantra in "The Art of Controlling Thunder", his mind clear.

A pure force of thunder and lightning slowly rose from Jiang Song's sea of ​​consciousness, like a little purple dragon, swimming through her meridians.

Wherever it passed, the surging and restless spiritual energy gradually calmed down, as if it was tamed by the power of thunder and lightning.

Jiang Song was delighted. She could clearly feel that the power of thunder and lightning was under her control, as flexible and agile as if it were her own arm.

One week, two weeks...

As the power of thunder and lightning continued to flow, the spiritual power in her body gradually became stable and orderly.

The thunder lotus quietly floating in the sea of ​​consciousness was also nourished. The lotus leaves gently stretched out, and there was a faint sound of thunder in the heart of the lotus.

The layer of mist enveloping the Lei Lian has already liquefied into water, each drop crystal clear like morning dew, nourishing every inch of the Lei Lian.

Beneath the thunder lotus, subtle lightning veins seemed to gradually form, echoing with Jiang Song's meridians, as if forming a subtle cycle.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Song slowly opened his eyes, his face filled with an unconcealable joy.

She felt that she had not only successfully controlled the spiritual power in her body, but her cultivation seemed to have improved as well.

"Thank you for the teachings, senior!" She stood up and bowed deeply to Yun Miao.

Yun Miao nodded slightly. "You have a good understanding. You have mastered the essence of the 'Lightning Control Technique' so quickly. It shows that you have extraordinary talent."

"Senior, you are too kind. I was just lucky."

"The path of immortal cultivation emphasizes opportunity and understanding. You have both the good fortune to find this place and the understanding to comprehend the 'Lightning Control Art'. This is your destiny."

As Yun Miao spoke, he turned his gaze towards the immortal mountain outside the cave, "This place is rich in spiritual energy. You can come here often to practice in the future."

Although Jiang Song's residence in Xie Mansion was nice, it lacked a dedicated practice room for her to concentrate on her practice.

Every time she meditated, she was always worried that she would be disturbed and unable to immerse herself wholeheartedly in the practice.

Now that she has received the permission of Immortal Yunmiao, she can practice in this Yunmiao Immortal Mansion, which is undoubtedly a great opportunity for her.

She quickly bowed again, "Senior, I will always remember your kindness and will live up to your expectations by diligently cultivating."

Yun Miao smiled lightly, said nothing more, turned around and walked back to the pavilion, continuing to play the guqin.

When the sound of the piano sounded again, Jiang Song felt dazed, and the scenery in front of him began to become blurred, as if covered by a veil.

She blinked, then looked again and found herself lying on the bed, surrounded by the familiar room layout. The moonlight outside the window was bright and the night was deep.

Jiang Song was stunned for a moment, then realized that it must be the immortal Yun Miao who used some magical power to send her back to her room.

But, how will she enter the Yunmiao Immortal Palace next time?

As Jiang Song pondered this, a line of words suddenly appeared in his mind, faintly visible. It was a passage from the "Secret of Controlling Thunder":

"The mind moves at will, the thundering sound leads the way, and in a moment, the Immortal Palace reappears."

She repeated it silently in her mind several times, and suddenly realized that this mantra might be the key to open the passage to Yunmiao Immortal Palace.

Jiang Song was excited and decided to wait until tomorrow to find an opportunity to test whether this mantra could really bring her back to the fairyland.

"Young Madam, wake up! You've been sleeping since noon. I called you several times but couldn't wake you up. You're sleeping so soundly."

"Well, I didn't sleep well last night, so I caught up on some sleep."

Xiuyun walked into the room quietly carrying a copper basin. Seeing that Jiang Song had woken up, a smile appeared on her face.

As she spoke, she placed the copper basin on the rack, took a cloth, soaked it, and handed it to Jiang Song.

Jiang Song took the cloth and wiped his face, his thoughts still lingering on the wonderful experience he had just had.

She thought to herself that in just one day, from the stone chamber to the immortal palace, and then to the mysterious "Thunder Control Art", it was more bizarre than any storybook.

"Are you hungry, Madam? Dinner is in the kitchen. Would you like me to bring it to you?"

Jiang Song shook his head and smiled, "No, I'm not hungry. Xiuyun, you take a rest first, I want to sit for a while."

Xiuyun responded and tiptoed out of the room, leaving Jiang Song sitting alone on the bed, recalling his experience in Yunmiao Immortal Mansion.

Who exactly is that immortal Yun Miao?

What is your connection with the Xie family?

Why did I have this wonderful connection with him?

……

Many questions lingered in Jiang Song's mind, but he couldn't find the answers for a while.

Midday on the moon.

It looks like Xie Changyan won't be coming tonight.

Jiang Song thought.

She sat cross-legged on the bed, gradually entering a state of meditation, and continued to practice the newly acquired "Thunder Control Art".

*

Xie Mansion, Yunyin Pavilion.

Xie Changyan was playing the piano under the moon, the sound of the piano intertwined with the breeze, drifting leisurely into the night.

Slowly, quickly, gently, and continuously, the sound of the piano is as delicate as flowing water and like a clear spring in a mountain stream.

His slender fingers danced on the strings, and every note was precise and affectionate, as if it could penetrate the night and touch the unknown depths.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano paused, Xie Changyan frowned slightly, and his heart was suddenly attacked by a spiritual power. Severe pain came over him, and his face turned pale as paper in an instant.

"puff--"

A trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. Xie Changyan's body swayed and he almost fell from the piano table.

Xie Ruyi, who was standing by, noticed the situation and quickly stepped forward to support him. "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Xie Changyan suppressed the severe pain in his chest and waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, but the cold sweat on his forehead betrayed his current weakness.

At this time, Xie Ankang, who was not far away, was already walking quickly towards Doctor Xue's residence.

After being urgently summoned, Doctor Xue quickly took Xie Changyan's pulse, his brows furrowed and his expression solemn.

"Didn't I tell you that you lack spiritual bones and shouldn't overuse spiritual energy, let alone frequently cast advanced spells, lest your spiritual energy backfire and damage your foundation? Your current condition..."

Xie Changyan panted slightly and forced a bitter smile, "Mr. Xue, I know you are doing this for my own good, but there are some things you have to do."

"Chang Yan, are you still a little too impatient? Even if you are anxious, it takes time for the spirit bones to merge. More haste makes waste. Do you understand?"

"That half of your spirit bone is contained within that girl. She has extraordinary talent and will be able to help you rebuild your spirit bone in less than a hundred years. Why are you so eager for quick results and forcefully guiding it?"

"You must remember this: your body is your foundation. If this foundation is damaged, even if your spirit bones are intact in the future, your cultivation will hardly improve at all."

"Hey, don't even talk about the future. Looking at your current condition, if you continue to practice without caring about your body, I'm afraid even your life will be in danger."

……

While giving Xie Changyan acupuncture to stabilize the backlash of his spiritual power, Doctor Xue gave him earnest advice.

Xie Changyan said nothing, just closed his eyes and rested. It was unknown whether he had heard what Doctor Xue said.

Forget it, this kid is simply here to destroy his reputation as a miracle doctor.

Doctor Xue shook his head secretly, but he could do nothing.

After the acupuncture was finished, he took out a bottle of pills from the medicine box, poured out a pill and handed it to Xie Changyan, "Take this medicine, it can temporarily suppress the injury, but you need to rest and recuperate, and never move rashly again."

Xie Changyan took the pill, swallowed it, then closed his eyes and concentrated, using the power of the medicine to calm the surging blood and qi in his body.

Seeing this, Doctor Xue sighed softly, turned to Xie Ruyi and said, "Take good care of your young master. Avoid any emotional fluctuations during this period, and don't touch the guqin again."

Xie Ruyi was terrified when she heard this and quickly nodded in agreement.