indianbanksassociation Chapter 79 Immortal Hero 2
Chapter 79 Immortal Hero 2
Yan Wugui had never felt such a headache before.
Jiang Mian cried so much that he was flustered, he could only relax a little bit, pushed the man on the chair and sat down, and threw a piece of ice jade that exuded cold air into Jiang Mian's arms.
And Jiang Mian looked down at the piece of ice jade, was quiet for a moment, and the tears stopped instantly, hugging it tightly and not making a sound.
Yan Wugui understood what was going on.
Jiang Mian thought he was too hot.
Suppressing the depression in his heart, Yan Wugui tore open the space and summoned a jade slip, and pressed it between Jiang Mian's brows.
"Forget it, I was negligent this time," he said to Jiang Mian angrily, "you can't eat too much meat from spirit beasts, if you don't want to die, read this exercise quickly, this seat will guide you into your body, Draw out the excess spiritual power!"
The jade slip shattered in response, turning into a glowing cold light, which broke into Jiang Mian's sea of consciousness along the brow.
The feeling of hundreds of messages being poured directly into your brain is refreshing.Jiang Mian's mind, which had been dizzy from the heat just now, finally cleared up a bit, and inexplicably found that his understanding of the world had deepened.
Yan Wugui actually taught him a complete cultivation method called "Moon Leng Lingtu", which is only suitable for those who have ice root and water root.
Moreover, the creator of this spiritual map seems to be quite kind. He also introduced in detail the precautions after becoming a monk in the jade slips, and all kinds of advice and advice are extremely detailed.
The recovered rationality prevented Jiang Mian from acting rashly immediately, but asked in his heart: "System, help me see if there is any problem with this exercise?"
[Di——"Moon Leng Lingtu" was created by Tianshui Daojun, the elder of Mingyue Valley.Light up all the star points of the spiritual map, which can directly point to ascension. 】
But Yan Wugui is a demon cultivator, why is he holding such a powerful and decent technique in his hand?
Jiang Mian was about to ask again, but the system suddenly made a sound again.
【warn!warn!The book-traversing system 3.0 can be observed by small world characters, and the exposure risk has reached 70%, and it will automatically enter the stealth mode, with a countdown of 3, 2, 1...]
Jiang Mian paused, then turned to look at Yan Wugui's blood-red eyes.
His eyes were full of irritability, worry, and traces of doubt.
I almost discovered the existence of the system directly, my wife is a bit too good!
It seems that in the future, you can't just talk to the system in front of him, Jiang Mian thought to himself.
And Yan Wugui frowned tightly, put his hands on Jiang Mian's shoulders, and said in an even more irritated voice, "Why hesitate? You'll be buried in the ground after another stick of incense."
Jiang Mian blinked her eyes unhurriedly, deliberately turning the topic around: "Your Majesty, you want to double cultivate with me?"
Yan Wugui froze, gritted his teeth and said, "...Yes."
Of course it's only literal.
He wanted to help Jiang Mian consume all his spiritual energy as quickly as possible.
"But I am your cauldron, will I be sucked dry by His Majesty..." Jiang Mian whispered, but obediently closed her eyes before Yan Wugui's face turned black.
According to the guidance of the spiritual map, he adjusted his breathing, calmly felt the ubiquitous aura of heaven and earth in the air, and then tried to gather and attract them bit by bit and integrate them into his body.
The magic palace is full of aura, and this hurdle is extremely easy to pass.
After successfully absorbing the first ray of spiritual energy, the spiritual map entrenched in his sea of consciousness flickered, reflecting a boundless and gorgeous pattern like the stars in the night sky, and then returned to grayness, and it would not be slowed down again until the realm was improved step by step. Light up slowly.
"Very good, follow the guidance of this seat."
Yan Wugui frowned slightly, and transmitted a ray of extremely compressed spiritual power into Jiang Mian's body, leading him to open up the twelve meridians domineeringly.A large amount of spiritual power that had no place to rest surged up in an instant, diligently repairing and nourishing the meridian that was first opened, making it more tenacious and spacious.
Jiang Mian has never felt so comfortable, and the swelling heat in his dantian is gradually dissipating.
He slightly squinted his eyes until the spirit map in the sea of consciousness faintly lit up with a faint light spot, it felt like a thin layer of paper had been pierced, and his limbs and bones were filled with an indescribable sense of comfort and incomparable lightness.
No, not only a layer of paper was punctured, but if the mixed spiritual power in his dantian was not exhausted at this moment, he could even continue to absorb more... Jiang Mian did not realize that a small hole had formed in the air above his head. The cyclone was broken up by Yan Wugui with one sleeve.
It seemed that it was over, but Jiang Mian was still a little bit reluctant to let go, repeatedly recalling that sense of joy, and put the ice essence jade in his arms on the table.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, it turns out that the journey of cultivating the Tao... is so mysterious." Then he took the initiative to grab Yan Wugui's clothes, and said softly.
But Yan Wugui's expression was not quite right, he still put his hands on Jiang Mian's shoulders, and after careful confirmation, he frowned again: "Third level of Qi refining?"
Maybe Jiang Mian would be hard to detect when he was looking inside, but Yan Wugui knew very well that it only took Jiang Mian a few seconds... to break through from the most basic way of introducing qi into the body to the third level of refining qi.
Even if Yan Wugui was there to guide him, even if Jiang Mian had a single-line water spirit root, there shouldn't be such a fast cultivation in this world!
For most ordinary people, it takes ten days and a half months to learn how to draw qi into the body, not to mention the speed of improving the realm afterwards.
In the realm of comprehension, Jiang Mian might be robbed by several big sects at the same time, and even beaten to death.
However, Yan Wugui didn't quite believe in his luck.
Why would a peerless genius who comes out once every ten thousand years be sent to Yan Wugui like a cauldron?
But other than that, there is only one possibility left——Jiang Mian is a great power who reincarnated and recultivated with his own inheritance.
"...But you were indeed a mortal through and through." Yan Wugui whispered to himself.
What's more, a person who succeeds in introducing qi into the body for the first time should have experienced the marrow washing and transformation given by the heavens, and then he will be reborn once, and all the original impurities in the mortal body will be expelled.
Jiang Mian should be covered in mud and stink right now.
Yan Wugui couldn't see any changes.
Jiang Mian was still white and tender, with smooth black hair and even a faint fragrance, but his face was slightly red, as if he was born with such a pure and flawless physique.
There were too many abnormalities in it, which made Yan Wugui full of doubts, and calmly let go of Jiang Mian's hand.
He was worried that if he kept touching Jiang Mian's skin, he would be completely fascinated, and his way of thinking would subtly become distorted.
Because now Yan Wugui doesn't want to get rid of Jiang Mian, so as to avoid future troubles.
It is difficult to raise such thoughts again.
But Jiang Mian is really worrying.
He soon stopped indulging in the freshness of becoming a Taoist, but rubbed his stomach, picked up Yan Wugui's unused pair of chopsticks, and picked up the unfinished honey sauce ribs.
Just as Yan Wugui wanted to stay away from him, he couldn't help but turned around and knocked the chopsticks off his hand, suppressing his anger and said, "Jiang Mian, you still want to explode and die?"
"It's so fierce..." Jiang Mian whispered, looking at him with aggrieved eyes, "Your Majesty is lying to me, I already understand that if I continue to eat, I can double cultivate with you again, right? Just now I'm very comfortable."
Yan Wugui couldn't help pinching his face, and explained in a deep voice: "With this method of rapid cultivation, the foundation is bound to be unstable. When your realm reaches the later stage, it is very likely that it will be difficult to improve in this life. This seat is for you good."
"Your Majesty, I'm a furnace, and it's hard to improve my realm," Jiang Mian said confidently. Seeing Yan Wugui's face froze, he asked boldly, "Or, do you want to be my teacher?" Respect?"
Yan Wugui was still a little stiff, and forced a sneer when he heard the second half of the sentence: "...Why can you worship me as your teacher? There are countless people in the world, and they can't ask for such a good thing."
Jiang Mian blinked, and answered the wrong question: "You are very kind to me, very special, and you promised not to kill me just now."
"so what?"
"So I have to be nice to you too," Jiang Mian said more and more confidently, "Everyone calls you Master, this title is too unusual, I will call you Shizun!"
"Well, what's the reason?" Yan Wugui's face became inexplicably hot.
"Master." Jiang Mian tilted her head and called out sweetly, then directly picked up the spoon in the soup bowl, and scooped up another piece of pork ribs in honey sauce for herself.
Yan Wugui had never felt so flustered, so he simply grabbed his collar, tried to slow down his voice and coaxed: "Okay, don't eat it, I will order someone to make another one that suits you, okay?"
Jiang Mian's feverish appearance made him feel lingering...
"You promise me, I won't eat any more," Jiang Mian looked up at him and said eagerly, "Master!"
Yan Wugui took a deep breath: "...um."
"Master, Master~"
"Okay," Yan Wugui let go of his hand, and instructed with mixed feelings in his heart, "Before you ascend to the stage of transforming gods, don't tell anyone about worshiping me as a teacher, otherwise you will die in this world." It's hard to move."
"In the eyes of outsiders, I'm still the cauldron that you forcibly snatched me." Jiang Mian nodded obediently, and said thoughtfully, "Master, your interests are so strange."
Yan Wugui: "..."
Why does he feel that he is always at a disadvantage.
After this mess and nonsense, Yan Wugui's impression of Jiang Mian changed again.
Jiang Mian is by no means a crying little white rabbit, Yan Wugui repeatedly warned himself.
He was more exhausted dealing with this ancestor than using his spiritual sense to monitor the entire Demon Realm.
But Jiang Mian is very good at climbing up the pole.
Finding that Yan Wugui was hard-spoken and soft-hearted, Jiang Mian immediately made various demands.
For example, he said that he loves cleanliness, and pestered Yan Wugui to teach him cleanliness.
Yan Wugui agreed.
But after Jiang Mian quickly learned it, he felt that this spell did not feel like taking a real bath, and it was not very comfortable.
He looked at Yan Wugui aggrievedly, and said he wanted to take a bath.
Most of the baths in the Demon Palace are too full of aura, not suitable for Jiang Mian's situation today... Yan Wugui thought it was troublesome, so he simply built a bathtub for him out of thin air in the side hall, and threw some ice cubes into it.
Huo Lingli is simply the most suitable water heater in the cultivation world, and the tub is filled with steaming hot water in an instant.
Afterwards, Jiang Mian took off her clothes in front of Yan Wugui.
Yan Wugui originally thought that he should be indifferent to this.He has lived for thousands of years and has never seen anything. Isn't the human body like that?Just look at it.
Until he realized again that Jiang Mian was only wearing a thin white shirt, and there was no other cover underneath.
And the ancestor sat on his lap several times.
The thin clothes were lifted, and the white and slender beautiful back was gradually exposed, and it was only half covered by the ankle-length black hair after a while.
Jiang Mian put one hand on the edge of the bathtub, raised her leg to step on the footstool, her long hair swayed gently, and the lines of her waist and back were faintly visible... Yan Wugui's throat tightened, and he had to back out immediately.
He only left half of his spiritual consciousness attached to the slightly open door, but he still felt that he had seen something he shouldn't have seen.
Jiang Mian seemed to sense his discomfort, and deliberately asked, "Master, do you want to wash together?"
The door of the side hall was slammed shut.
Another night pearl hanging in the corridor shattered.
Jiang Mian slowly curled the corners of her lips, twirling the wet hair with her fingertips.
After enjoying the pleasure of soaking in hot water for a while, he carefully washed himself clean and came out of the bathtub naked.
Jiang Mian stepped on the cold and smooth floor with bare feet, and said innocently to the air: "Master, I have no clothes to wear."
In the blink of an eye, he was put on an ordinary uniform of an inner sect disciple of the Demon Palace.
Black background, purple girdle, tattooed with basic defensive formations, seems a bit flamboyant.
Jiang Mian didn't even know how Yan Wugui helped him put it on, but his wet hair became dry in an instant.
Immortal cultivation is so convenient!
Jiang Mian happily pushed open the door of the side hall, and found that Yan Wugui was sitting on the window in the corridor drinking, his silver hair was loose and blended with the moonlight.
It seemed like he didn't even want to look at him.
"Thank you, Master." Jiang Mian said sweetly and indifferently.
Yan Wugui turned his head, his red eyes looked at Jiang Mian casually, and replied coldly, "Yes."
When he is embarrassed, he seems to be particularly fierce.
Jiang Mian knew it well, but still stared at him vaguely aggrieved, and stopped talking for a while.
"What?" Yan Wugui asked, feeling uncomfortable being stared at.
"Master, where will I live in the future? I heard that practitioners must have their own cave..."
"You have eaten too much spirit beast meat. After forcibly raising your realm, your foundation is unstable, and accidents are prone to happen...stay in this palace first, and observe for a few days before talking."
Yan Wugui paused, and found that he was subconsciously making excuses for Jiang Mian's stay, and couldn't help feeling a little depressed.
And Jiang Mian nodded half-understood, opened his mouth and said, "I want to sleep with Master."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Yan Wugui's face froze slightly.
"Master has become so fierce again..."
"This seat... that's all."
Jiang Mian's watery eyes stared at him wrongedly, the attack power was too high.
Yan Wugui suspected that he was afraid of crying, and had to be alone to calm down.
He didn't want to entangle Jiang Mian any more, he waved him and threw him into the dormitory he had prepared long ago.
Before Jiang Mian could react, she found herself on an unfamiliar bed, and Yan Wugui didn't follow her.
He blinked curiously, looked around with the probing technique he had just learned, and was constantly shocked in his heart.
Every object in this room is at least a treasure above the magic weapon.
Even the big bed under him is a magic weapon that can gather spirits and speed up cultivation. It is made of extremely precious jadeite jade.It is warm in winter and cool in summer, and can even actively cooperate with monks' sleep needs and adjust their own softness...
Not only that, the floor under the carpet in the room itself is also engraved with a gathering spirit array, as long as enough spirit stones are put into the eye of the formation, it will be able to operate permanently, quickly refining and transforming into the purest spiritual power.
On the table was a storage bag whose owner had not yet been identified. Jiang Mian tried to prick his finger to drip blood to identify the owner, and penetrated his weak consciousness into it, and found that there were countless high-level spirit stones, many defensive and sound transmission spells, and Dozens of basic spells that can be learned during the Qi refining period.
A high-level spirit stone can provide all the spirit energy that a monk needs to consume during the Qi refining period.
As a "master", Yan Wugui was too dedicated, as if he took the initiative to feed Jiang Mian.
Why did such a person choose to kill his teacher without hesitation back then?
Thinking to himself, Jiang Mian put the outer robe into the storage bag, covered it with a light and soft silk quilt, and leaned on an extra soft snow velvet pillow, squinting her eyes comfortably.
"Master, good night..."
As soon as the words fell, Jiang Mian really fell asleep.
Second sleep is the skill he is best at in this life.
Jiang Mian has not yet discovered that the water mirror standing in his room is connected to the mirror in Yan Wugui's bedroom.
And Yan Wugui was silently watching his peaceful sleeping face.
Watch and drink.
Only half a glass of the iced sesame spirit wine in this golden jade pot will allow the monks in the Nascent Soul Stage to break through a bottleneck immediately without any future worries.It is extremely popular in the cultivation world, and even tens of millions of spirit stones can be sold at the auction.
But Yan Wugui regarded it as a pastime in his free time, no matter how much he drank he would not get drunk, it could only make him feel a little better.
The gap between people is so big.
For a monk whose lifespan is close to infinity, it is easy to waste a night.If Yan Wugui wanted to retreat into samadhi, maybe it would be several months in the blink of an eye.
But at the moment, he just wants to watch Jiang Mian drink, watch for the whole night, and his mind is full of thoughts.
This is also the first time that Yan Wugui guides someone with water spirit roots to practice, and he did not expect to gain something.
Ever since he forcibly changed his fate against the sky and took the artistic conception of the Yin-Yang Bagua Diagram when he rebuilt his skills, he has been absorbing vitality in the collision of spiritual powers of mutual generation and restraint.
And assisting Jiang Mian to draw Qi into the body, contacting with the spiritual power he cultivated by himself, made Yan Wugui's spiritual power a little more solidified. care.
If Jiang Mian is really willing to continue the dual cultivation with him, he has a chance to go further.
But to be effective, Jiang Mian might have to practice for hundreds of years.
But now it's only been one night, but it has already made Yan Wugui feel unspeakably long.
Since when did he become so impatient?
Yan Wugui was silent for a moment, took the ice-attributed heavenly materials and earthly treasures from the storage space, and continued to repeatedly condense his own spiritual power.
At the same time, he also stares at the water mirror with half of his mind at any time, until the sunrise, until the sun gradually rises...
Until the sun rises three poles.
Jiang Mian was too sleepy.
Yan Wugui was rarely surprised.
It's just that the ancestor didn't seem to be sleeping soundly. He kicked the quilt in the middle of the night, hugged the pillow and rolled around a few times, pulled the quilt back on his body, and turned over frequently.
...It needs someone to hold him tightly so that he won't move around all the time.
Yan Wugui didn't know why he suddenly had such an idea.
Fortunately, Jiang Mian woke up slowly, the sun was shining on his delicate face, Yan Wugui stopped his thoughts and stared intently.
And Jiang Mian got up in a daze, as if recalling the guidance in Yue Leng's spiritual map, sitting cross-legged on the head of the bed, facing the "Chaoyang", allowing the spiritual power in his body to circulate for a few small weeks.
Yan Wugui: "..."
Now he can be regarded as a cheap master, Yan Wugui really wants to grab Jiang Mian by the collar and give him a lesson.
The early morning training that Yue Leng Lingtu mentioned was clearly for monks to absorb the purple qi at sunrise.
Now that the sun is high, what is the use of Jiang Mian like this?
He didn't stop complaining, and watched Jiang Mian break through to the fourth level of Qi Refining.
Yan Wugui took a deep breath, and once again warned himself not to underestimate Jiang Mian.
This ancestor's talent is extremely terrifying, if he can't be killed immediately in his infancy, he must be guaranteed to be included under his command.
But on the day when Jiang Mian really grew up, Yan Wugui suspected that he had either ascended to the upper realm, or died due to madness...
When Yan Wugui was in a state of confusion, Jiang Mian stretched in satisfaction, and quietly called the system out.
"System, did he secretly visit me last night?"
[Di——Mozun Yan Wugui observed you for fifteen hours and three ten minutes. 】
"...Wow, he loves me so much."
Jiang Mian couldn't help chuckling.
Then he put on his clothes calmly, tied up his hair casually, tried to activate a sound transmission talisman with his spiritual power, and called out: "Master, Master, I'm getting up, are you there?"
In an instant, Yan Wugui appeared next to Jiang Mian with a calm demeanor.
He looked like he came here only after hearing the sound transmission, as if he hadn't paid attention to Jiang Mian at all before... He even threw a bag of Bigu Pills for him.
Of course Jiang Mian didn't want to expose him, but he had other ways to embarrass him, and even blinked innocently: "Master, do I have nothing to eat today?"
"I know how to eat all day long." Yan Wugui replied forcefully, with a vague sense of master's demeanor.
"...Really not?" Jiang Mian asked in a low voice, her eyes gradually began to moisten.
Yan Wugui's face froze, he helplessly hugged Jiang Mian's waist, and took him directly to the dining table.
Of course there is, and it is the carefully selected low-level spirit beast meat, which is a great supplement to Jiang Mian's current state, and there is absolutely no risk of exploding and dying.
"Satisfied?" Yan Wugui said angrily.
Why did he really bother to prepare food for this ancestor.
And Jiang Mian looked like he was about to cry just now, but now his eyes became bright, and he said happily: "Master is the best!"
"...Well," Yan Wugui cleared his throat unnaturally, "Since you have accepted me as your teacher and embarked on the path of cultivation, you must understand the hardships of cultivation and stop indulging in the mundane desires of eating, drinking and having fun."
Jiang Mian seemed to have listened to it, but he picked up the fragrant grilled lamb chops and put them in his mouth, eating with gusto.
Yan Wugui's temples tensed slightly, and he endured forbearance before continuing: "Spiritual beast meat is helpful for cultivation, but you must carefully feel how spiritual power flows in your body, try to guide them into the meridians, and use them in the best possible way. Only when it is absorbed quickly can it be effective. If there is too much accumulation at one time, the rest will be wasted."
Jiang Mian responded with "Mmmm" for a long time, but she insisted on waiting until she was full before stopping her chopsticks. According to Yan Wugui's casual suggestion, she closed her eyes and tried it casually.
Successfully broke through to the fifth level of Qi Refining.
Yan Wugui pinched the bridge of his nose involuntarily.
How should he describe such... a perverted breakthrough speed.
And Jiang Mian sat on the chair rubbing her stomach, shaking her legs and asked, "Master, what are we going to do today?"
He seems to be unaware of his terrifying cultivation talent.
Yan Wugui had nothing to say, he thought helplessly for a moment, and replied: "This seat will show you around."
As soon as the words fell, Jiang Mian stood up and held his hand, her eyes sparkling.
"Thank you, Master!"
The soft and cold touch made Yan Wugui suffocate.
It was one of Yan Wugui's big taboos for others to approach without saying hello, but he found that he did not subconsciously want to crush people to death.
Jiang Mian had a very sweet mouth last night, but she never did such a thing.
Such a sudden intimacy was not due to him, Yan Wugui, on his own initiative... It feels really good.
But what does Jiang Mian mean?
Whose apprentice will hold hands with the master...
Seeing that Yan Wugui didn't withdraw his hand, Jiang Mian even hugged his arm tightly with a natural expression on his face.
"Master, Master, do you want to take me to the sky?"
"……Um."
Jiang Mian recalled the small setting of the original text, and deliberately said with great interest: "I heard the rumors in my hometown that everyone who cultivates immortals can fly with a sword, and they are extraordinarily chic, so can we also..."
Hearing this, Yan Wugui's expression darkened slightly.
He used to be a swordsman.
Of course, it is meaningless to talk about these past events with Jiang Mian.
"Above the golden core, you don't need a sword to fly. It's all a weak person's bluff."
After finishing his speech calmly, he took Jiang Mian's waist and rose into the air without saying hello.