Beauty helps me achieve immortality

what? What?

Zhao Qing was speechless for a moment.

In an instant, that glimmer of hope was gone.

Qingying said she would help him study the Heavenly Dao fragment, but his Heavenly Dao fragment is desire...

However, seeing that the young lady's questioning was indifferent at this moment, it seemed that she had no intention of discussing desires with him.

Zhao Qing smiled awkwardly and whispered to himself: "Nothing..."

Qingying then slowly withdrew her cold and beautiful eyes.

Then Yingying stood up and walked out of the study.

Zhao Qing couldn't help but feel puzzled. After all, the girl in front of him was just a little foundation-building talisman girl, not the old emperor of the Demon Court in Longyuan. He really couldn't understand how she could help him study the fragments of the Heavenly Dao.

But since it was his master who had spoken, he naturally followed him down the study steps.

It was early in the morning and it was still dark.

The night is full of moonlight and the sea breeze is chilly.

The dim light and shadow cast into the stagnant water in the courtyard, making the courtyard seem even quieter and more empty.

By the courtyard corridor, Qinghuan had already lit the stove and was busy working with her sleeves rolled up like an ordinary woman.

Seeing the master following Qingqing into the yard, they just looked at each other and smiled without saying a word.

"My attack yesterday was a little weak for you."

The tired woman strolled casually, her beautiful snow-white silk pants swaying slightly, and she commented on her disciples in a soft and serious voice.

Zhao Qingze nodded sincerely and listened quietly.

he knows.

What Qingying said was not that the nine foundation-building cultivators were weak, but that... he himself was weak.

But now he has the immense strength to conquer golden elixirs at will, and even Chu Xin sincerely praises his extraordinary foundation.

But since it was Master who said it was weak, then there was obviously a reason for it.

"What do you think?"

Seeing that Zhao Qing was silent, the woman couldn't help but stop and look back, gazing at the handsome man beside her.

only.

Zhao Qing was speechless when he saw this situation.

Say it sincerely.

He is very strong now, even stronger than the foundation-building stage, and it is difficult to find an opponent among people of the same level in the ninety states.

"Master, you can see the big picture from the small details. I have indeed lived up to the reputation of the Blood-Clothed Walker." Zhao Qing smiled respectfully and humbly, and naturally believed what Qingying said.

It's not like he hasn't read novels before. When a peerless master says that he is weak, it is obvious that he wants to defeat him. How can he be stubborn at this time?

Unexpectedly.

The woman in front of him showed a hint of surprise on her tired face. She asked casually, "Are you dissatisfied?"

Zhao Qing: ???

I’m convinced!

Are you stupid?

"I accept." He thought for a moment, then lowered his head and stopped looking at the arrogant lady.

Qinghuan was listening quietly from a distance, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

however.

Qingying's beautiful eyes sized up Zhao Qing's respectful bow, but she remained cold and contemptuous, "If you don't accept it, just say so. There's no need to be so in front of your master."

Zhao Qing smiled helplessly in his heart. This time he was really speechless after being criticized by Qingying.

I’m so fucking stupid.

I’m so impressed!

He raised his eyes and stared directly into the woman's cold eyes, and said sincerely and seriously: "My disciple is indeed very weak."

See this scene.

Qingying's cold eyes showed even more surprise. She casually raised her hand to touch her long black hair, and actually seemed to be indicating that she wanted to take action herself!

Little did he know that the sight of her lifting her long hair under the moonlight, showing off her feminine charm, had already made Zhao Qing's heart beat fast and he was in a trance.

After all, the Lord of the Blood-Clothed Tower always looked down on him.

But the next moment!

Qingying casually tied up her hair, and suddenly her slender arms attacked!

The speed of her movements and the overwhelming momentum, how could she be a woman who had just entered the foundation-building stage!?

boom!

A short, dull pause.

Zhao Qing's expression was already horrified and solemn. The blood flowing from the corners of his eyes made his vision a little blurred, and even caused a storm of anger to surge in his heart!

Although he only used the spiritual power of the Dao Sea and casually raised his hand to block...

But damn, Qingying has just entered the foundation-building stage!

It's too late to say.

The two of them attacked each other with their physical bodies in an instant!

The woman's dress fluttered in the wind, and the sound of wind breaking came continuously!

Just a collision of three punches and two elbows...

Qingying didn't retreat an inch, but Zhao Qing had already had one of his ribs broken.

Even though he didn't use any magic, and only used the spiritual power of Daohai to fight... Qingying also didn't use any magic.

Zhao Qing's expression was somewhat solemn. He silently encouraged his Qi and blood to nourish the wound on his chest and ribs. He looked at the elegant and beautiful woman standing in front of him... and stopped.

He could feel that Qingying's spiritual power and consciousness were now completely exhausted, and if he attacked again, he might kill his master.

But... he really didn't beat this little girl just now.

In the guest room deep in the courtyard, Qin Chuxin stood silently in front of the window, her beautiful eyes full of thought and surprise, and she was also secretly pondering Qingying's strange attack.

She hesitated for a moment, and then her consciousness intersected with Zhao Qing's.

He chose to push the door open and walk out, watching and listening quietly like a registered disciple attending a class.

"Mountain Fire Ben."

The woman raised her eyes and spoke quietly. The sharp and cold aura on her body faded away, and she returned to her relaxed and casual demeanor.

"I have seen your deduction at Longyuan before."

"How about this style?"

Zhao Qing:?

No?

you……

He was surprised and his eyes were dim, then he suddenly realized that the movement of Qingying against him was actually... Shanhuo Ben!

Divine consciousness and spiritual power, Niwan and meridians, are perfectly united!

In the casual fight with fists and feet, without using any magic, all the strength has been squandered!

How terrifying is this?

As Zhao Qing's most powerful means, Shanhuoben can be said to know the essence of it very well.

But right now… he was confused.

Even if he had the fragments of Heaven's Way on him, performing this move still required the combination of magic and techniques.

The combination of Gen magic and Li fire magic is like splitting a mountain and burning the heart. The unity of form and spirit releases the sharpness of the whole body. It is a complete life-and-death attack!

And... after using it, you're just waiting to die.

When he tried it for the first time in Shouyun Mountain, his legs felt weak afterward, his empty palace felt stinging and tearing, and he almost fainted!

But right now.

Qingying not only used Shanhuoben!

And without using any magic, he used it continuously!

There is no sign of fatigue after using it!

A dark aura rippled in his mind, and Si He whispered solemnly: "She disassembled this method and uses it 30% or 10%..."

now.

Zhao Qing stared at the woman's casual gaze and wanted to say... Please, my fucking master, teach me!

But when the words came to his lips, the corners of his bloody lips trembled slightly, and he nodded lightly and said, "I am not dissatisfied."

Special grandma's.

What's wrong with the owner of the Blood-Clothed Building?

Qingying raised her eyebrows slightly when she heard that, smiled and shook her head, then glanced at Qin Chuxin casually.

Then he slowly walked towards the corridor and called Zhao Qing to follow him.

"After you've left the Heavenly Dao, can you still use it?"

She whispered to herself, as if she didn't need Zhao Qing to answer.

Then he continued, "This kind of extremely unified catharsis actually has nothing to do with magic or cultivation."

"Master, I don't know how you used it in the past, but I think... it's anger."

Zhao Qing took the warm velvet towel handed to him by Qinghuan, folded it casually and wiped the blood off his cheek, thinking quietly without saying a word.

Every time he used Mountain Fire in the past, he was indeed filled with fear and anger.

It was like when he was in Tianxiang City, or when Qinghuan was seriously injured, or when he was on the verge of death.

After all, it's a case of both sides being destroyed, how can I not be angry?

It can even be said that I am always furious!

"It's anger."

Zhao Qing responded with a brief whisper, his attitude towards his master very respectful.

After all, he has always been a peasant. Apart from Si He's Han Guang Sword, has he ever had a master who is truly willing to teach him step by step... from the beginning, slowly and without haste?

Qingying didn't pay attention to Zhao Qing's sincerity at the moment. She raised her beautiful eyes and casually took the velvet towel from Zhao Qing's hand, handed it to Qinghuan to put away and wash, and continued: "You are not allowed to use the mountain fire style in the future."

"What suits you better is anger."

Zhao Qing hesitated for a moment, then said bluntly, "Without adding any magic?"

He didn't say much or ask too many questions, but then again, relying solely on anger... isn't that just impotent rage?

"sit."

The woman smiled softly and sat elegantly on the edge of the veranda, her beautiful eyes gazing at the blazing fire.

"The way of the immortals and the way of the gods have been separated for thousands of years. The world is filled with nothing but ignorant monsters."

Zhao Qing suppressed his doubts and sat quietly beside the young lady, listening, while also communicating with Si He.

Even though there were wives and concubines watching at home, Chu Xin was watching quietly in the yard, and Qing Huan was listening with a smile... This was the open class of the owner of the Blood-Clothed Tower.

If he is a direct disciple, Xiaoyi can at least be considered a registered disciple.

“All that living beings desire is life and death.”

The woman's legs were elegantly crossed, and she leaned wearily against the stone pillar of the corridor. She looked at Zhao Qing intently and whispered softly, "Those who seek survival ultimately have nothing to seek, so they have intercourse to prolong their children."

"As for intercourse, I do not wish to elaborate further."

Zhao Qing's eyes were clear and he nodded slightly to show that he understood. At this moment, he really had no blasphemous thoughts and was full of respect for the beautiful woman in front of him.

Qingying didn't care when talking about intercourse. The moral principles of the world had no meaning to an existence like her. Without intercourse, how could life continue?

“Those who fear death will never seek anything, so they become angry.”

"Anger is the source of power for all living things."

"It even transcends the innate physical body and the limitations of talent, becoming the weapon of the original great way of life."

Zhao Qing nodded in understanding, of course he could understand.

In a sense, anger is actually a strange blessing that allows living beings to burst out with power that they should not have.

I remember a funny joke that said that once when I was extremely angry... I got angry for a moment.

But in fact, anger is indeed a support for strength, even for mortals, even for beasts.

now.

He roughly understood and whispered, "Master is teaching me to stay angry."

Qingying:?

The beautiful woman stared at Zhao Qing for a moment with her beautiful eyes, then smiled: "Won't that piss you off to death?"

Zhao Qing: ...

Good, I'm already getting angry.

Qingying's tone relaxed, and Qingqian spoke casually, "Master will help you."

"but……"

Her expression instantly became indifferent, and she inadvertently connected her spiritual power, and actually poured the boiling porridge on the stove onto Gu Qinghuan!

Even though Qinghuan subconsciously used her spiritual power to shield herself from the slightest bit of filth, the ground beneath her feet was still covered in mess!

This sudden change made Zhao Qing frown slightly.

But he didn't say anything more, just quietly looked at the indifferent green shadow in front of him.

He was not stupid and knew that Qinghuan would not be hurt or humiliated. His master was just trying to provoke his anger.

But even if I understand this.

There was still a hint of annoyance and calmness in his eyes.

Qin Chuxin watched from afar, silent and quiet.