Xiuxian: Beautiful Women Like Clouds

"This bead is your favorite thing. Once you pick it up, you will never let it go. How come you have completely forgotten it now?" Cai Wenjun muttered with some dissatisfaction on his drunken face.

"Ah." Lu Hao was a little surprised, and at the same time realized some of his shortcomings. He still needed to learn from his predecessors.

"You used to sleep with this spirit pearl in your mouth. It can improve your inner cultivation." Cai Wenjun said with a smile.

"Then let me try!" Lu Hao put the spirit pearl into his mouth, and suddenly a stream of spiritual energy gushed out.

"Hmm~"

Cai Wenjun's pupils shrank slightly when she thought that Lu Hao had found a way to activate it so quickly.

She felt a deep sense of powerlessness. The other party's talent was too strong, and he learned the ropes too quickly.

The Fuqiu family was very prosperous before her grandfather passed away, but it has gradually declined until now. This manor is a very grand relic left over from that period.

Cai Wenjun's room is the tallest building, from where one can clearly overlook the situation of the entire family.

Although it was already late at night, some rooms were still brightly lit and people were walking around.

Lu Hao picked up a strand of black hair with his fingers and put it to his nose, and a faint fragrance filled the air.

Cai Wenjun turned around and lay on the fence, gazing at the bright moon in the sky with her beautiful and dreamy eyes. It was a really wonderful feeling.

Lu Hao's mind turned, and they watched the bright moon in the sky together.

Cai Wenjun suddenly felt a surge of strength in his body, and he couldn't help but frown slightly. Then he relaxed and looked up to admire the bright moon in the sky. It was truly an incomparable enjoyment.

The moon is very bright today, but it is a little regrettable that part of it is shyly hiding in the clouds.

The two of them went to the roof to admire the moon again. If the tribesmen looked up, they would definitely be able to see them admiring the moon.

The two of them watched the moon and played together.

Cai Wenjun stood at the edge of the eaves, her soft little hands tightly holding Lu Hao's hard arms.

"Will I fall down?" Cai Wenjun's body twitched and he said worriedly.

"Don't worry, I won't. I have practiced the Thousand-Jin Lifting Technique specially." Lu Hao smiled slightly. He had obtained this practice method from the library when he robbed Lin Zhen's Heaven and Earth Palace before.

"I have a spiritual fruit here. Would you like to take it?" Lu Hao said with a smile.

"Let me try it!" Cai Wenjun nodded slightly.

Lu Hao put a spiritual fruit into her mouth. In an instant, the spiritual fruit turned into white liquid and spread throughout her body, nourishing her flesh and blood.

At this time, a cool breeze was blowing, and it felt cold on people. Cai Wenjun suddenly woke up completely.

She felt the power still surging in her body and seemed extremely angry. How dare this boy do that?

Lu Hao also realized that something was wrong, and he disappeared from the spot in a flash.

Then, a magical voice was heard in the air.

When Cai Wenjun heard the sound, he was in disbelief and stood there in a daze.

She originally wanted to question the other party, but she never expected him to slip away so quickly.

Lu Hao used the Thousand Miles Travel Technique, and his body turned into a series of afterimages. He didn't dare to look back.

On a towering mountain, Lu Hao sat cross-legged on a brown rock, his chin supported by his hands, lost in deep thought.

Originally, he wanted to go back to Yuntian Sect directly, but Fuqiu was still here and had not left. Even if he didn't see Cai Wenjun today, they would meet sooner or later.

"Forget it, let's go back early tomorrow morning." Lu Hao decided to rest outside for a night.

Lu Hao entered the state of cultivation. His strength was close to the peak of the early stage of foundation building. He was only one step away from the middle stage of foundation building, but this small step was extremely difficult.

The spiritual power in his body condensed into mist in his dantian, and the blood-colored thunder kept flashing in the mist, looking extremely mysterious.

Lu Hao always felt that this blood-colored thunder was not simple. He relied on this thing to perform the Ninth Level of Thunder Dao, but he didn't know if it had any other abilities.

The blood-colored thunder now causes no harm to Lu Hao. It will occasionally become active on its own and actively absorb the spiritual energy in his dantian.

He was a little worried at first, but as time went by, he got used to it. At the same time, the blood-colored thunder that absorbed spiritual energy would occasionally give back a few strands of extremely pure thunder power.

Lu Hao felt that the thunder power released by the blood-colored thunder was not much different from the real power of heaven.

He had used the Nine Heavens Thunder Dao many times, but although the thunder in them was also powerful, it could not be compared with the real thunder.

As Lu Hao absorbed the blood-colored thunder and released the power of lightning, his flesh and blood became more and more crystal clear, and his strength became stronger and stronger. A single swing of his arm could exert a force of ten thousand pounds.

Ordinary cultivators usually focus more on cultivating their magic power rather than their physical bodies, because the path of physical cultivation is even more difficult than that of sword cultivation. It is not just about hard work, but also requires extraordinary talent and opportunity.

It was a long time before Lu Hao opened his eyes. A flash of white light flashed in his dark eyes. It was the spiritual energy that had not been fully refined.