Concubine Cultivation Records

Chapter 213 Chapter 212

For Liu Qing's worries, Qin Rongqian's face remained calm, and no fluctuations were caused by those speculations.

Instead, she was a little surprised because someone came here to remind her.

Her good aunt, Qin Wen, is pampered by nature and has excellent talents. If the journey goes smoothly, it will naturally bring many benefits to those who walk with her.

But if she encounters setbacks along the way, she will feel dissatisfied, and her small-minded, flawed personality will also become a hindrance to her good aunt.

When the wall falls, everyone pushes it, and when the drum is broken, everyone beats it. This has always been the case in the world.

However, when the opinions of the family on the seeds of forming alchemy were divided into two factions, and someone came to remind her, it meant that everyone's expectations of her were much higher than that one.

It's just that compared to the aunt Qin Wen who once made her fearful and had a headache, Qin Rongxian thinks of another person in her mind at this moment.

I still remember that when she just crossed over, she was always worried that she would be brutally murdered by this good aunt after entering the sect.

So he tried his best to make many people in the Qin clan have a good impression of her.

But this aunt didn't show up for several years after she entered the sect, and she has been concentrating on retreat in the sect, trying to hit the foundation establishment Dzogchen.

If it weren't for her good aunt who despised her so much that An Sheng had cultivated to the foundation building stage during this period, she would not have fallen into such a passive state now.

But after Qin Rongqian really arrived at the foundation, she had a feeling when she saw Qin Wen again.

This person is nothing more than that, if I fight with him, I should be able to kill him with all my strength.

This sentence came to mind for no reason, but it made her so convinced that even though she was only in the early stage of foundation establishment, she was sure to deal with the current Qin Wen.

After all, her good aunt's spiritual roots are nothing more than water and wood dual spiritual roots, and the ratio between the two spiritual roots is fifty to five.

Wood attribute spells are incomparable to her, and water attribute spells will not add much to her.

Apart from having a higher cultivation level than her, even if she had the trump card in her hand, she would not be able to keep Qin Wen if she wanted to escape.

So the crisis that had been hanging over her head was quietly unloaded, and a more mysterious feeling of dread appeared on another person she knew well.

Her father, Qin Ji.

That day, when the second senior brother took Qin Ruyi away, Qin Rongqian also left with the team.

Although her second senior brother often quarreled with her and hated each other, he would never leave her alone.

But after returning to the sect, she began to think about what was so strange about her father she saw at the funeral that made her so afraid.

The father she saw that day was still gentle and refined.

She seems to be a first-time palace bachelor, although she has a bit of the majesty of a superior, but her whole body is extremely gentle, and she has some similarities with her appearance.

She doesn't think she is a kind-hearted person, but because of her naturally gentle face, the clansmen will all think that she has a gentle personality.

On the other hand, Qin Ji's younger sister, Qin Wen, was born with a coquettish appearance. It is said that the two brothers and sisters were born so differently because one followed the father and the other followed the mother.

But that day, looking at this father whom she hadn't seen for a long time, she felt an extremely deep tremor in her heart.

That feeling was like the white deer's sense of threat when he saw a black snake. She once wondered if it was because she had a stronger perception of various auras after building her foundation, so she had such an illusion.

But outside the mourning hall that day, she met Qin Feifan, the patriarch of the Qin family. This patriarch did not go inside to attend the funeral, he just came out specially to see the Qilin son who had returned to the Qin family.

The aura of the ancestor is very sharp, even every strand of hair has a sharp feeling, when the hair strands pass through the air, it is like a steel wire flowing through the wind, tearing all the breeze that passes by.

But the aura on his body is very heavy despite its sharpness, and it is extremely thick, making it difficult for people to have the idea of ​​​​resistance.

This is probably because the ancestor has the dual spiritual roots of gold and earth to show such aura.

But the aura on Qin Ji's body is different, Qin Ji is the root of the three spirits, and she can clearly feel the aura floating between her skin.

But Qin Rongqian also sensed another aura in him that was familiar to her, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

Before the girl with peach blossoms and glazed pupils left, she took a deep look at her father, with something strange in her eyes.

The jade ring around the neck had a dark glow, but no one noticed it.

Then when she went to the medicine pavilion, when the elder of the medicine pavilion was refining the elixir for her, she accidentally found the moon dew fragrance in the second senior brother's hand.

Feeling the extremely chaotic aura, and the sudden aura that she naturally disliked, it made her remember what such aura is.

That's the aura of the blood path, but it's very good, how could this kind of thing appear on her good father?
In the memory of Qin Rongqian in her previous life, after she was tricked by her father back into the family, she was attacked by Qin Wen under the umbrella of a strange demon cultivator, and then died of hatred at the hands of that demon cultivator.

In this period of memory, Qin Ji seems to be just a helpless father who chose a pro-daughter between Qin Rongqian and Qin Ruyi, and then was bullied by his sister.

But what is the truth?

The more she thought about it, the more clues in her mind became thinner.

Finally, she frowned, and began to carefully sort out the materials and magic weapons to be prepared for tomorrow's sect competition.

And outside the courtyard of another guest room of Ling Xiaozong, Wang Zijun knelt on the ground, and his master, the head of Wan Jianshan, was sitting in front of him, looking at the eldest disciple covetously.

"Look at you! Let me tell you what's good about you. I brought you out to gain insight and know people.

what are you doing?If you come out and embarrass me, I don't even want to come next time I'm a master of the sect, you villain. "

Wang Zijun looked at the master in front of him with an aggrieved face, his eyes were full of grievances.

"Master, I really don't blame me. I didn't expect it. I saw that she had already established the foundation, so I couldn't help but say those words for a while. Who would have thought."

"Shut up! Traitor, you continue to kneel here for me."

"laugh."

Zhou Ziyu on the side looked at the brother kneeling on the ground in front of him, and laughed very unkindly.

The incident started with yesterday's martial art competition. For the elite disciples of the major sects, what is the ten-year martial art competition?
It was an important moment for the elite disciples of various sects to gather and select the best among them to compete for resources for themselves and the sects behind them.

And more importantly, at these moments when the elite disciples from various sects are gathered together, everyone can meet future acquaintances and friends at the banquet, and even a little deeper, even the mother of the child, and the father of the baby.

And for a sect like Wan Jianshan, whose yang is prosperous and yin is declining, the sect competition is the best moment for friendship!
The elite disciples of Wan Jianshan broke their heads and competed with each other, and the strongest group was selected to be attached to other sects.

What is it for? It is to meet equally outstanding female disciples from other sects and become Taoist companions with them!

This is the third time for Wang Zijun to participate in the martial arts competition. I still remember that when he participated in the martial arts competition for the first time, he was just an inconspicuous kendo star on Wanjian Mountain.

There are too many new stars like him. After all, Wanjian Mountain is the number one sword sect in the Southern Region, and it is the place where all the sword cultivators in the Southern Region are fascinated.

Because of Wang Zijun's extremely outstanding talent and even more outstanding swordsmanship, he was lucky enough to win against a senior brother.

In the eyes of the senior brother complaining about himself, he went to the Valley of the Medicine King to participate in the martial art competition.

It's a pity that Wang Zijun at that time didn't understand the significance of the sect competition to the disciples of each sect. He stood at the end and Senior Brother Mian stood at the front.

The hero who saves the beauty is the senior brother, and the beauty who saves the hero is also the senior brother. In a group of people who come and go, he returned to the sect like a pack of lone wolves.

So for the second time, Dabi Wang Zijun learned to behave well, he learned to read the information, he learned to open the information to look at the female disciples of other schools, and then select the target to shoot.

So who is his target this time?

It was Fairy Lin with icy muscles and bones in Ling Xiao. There was a Nascent Soul cultivator at home, and she was still a dual spiritual root. The most important thing was to practice water-type exercises.

Lin Haoshuang, as soon as he heard this name, made people feel excited, and this was one of the four immortals of the Lingxiao Sect. Not only was he outstanding in appearance, but he was also extremely talented.

So at the moment when he saw this document, Wang Zijun was moved.

Excited, after he came to Lingxiaozong, the first thing he did was to take a look at this legendary fairy Lin with icy muscles and bones, snowy face and smooth skin.

Afterwards, this Lin Haoshuang gave him a big surprise. It was clearly stated on the information that this fairy Lin is the root of the water spirit, and she practices water-type kung fu.

But he watched with his own eyes this ice-like female cultivator chasing his senior brother in the sky with half a snow mountain in her hand, and directly smashed his senior brother to pieces.

All spells and spiritual roots are false, and Lin Haoshuang's reputation was made famous in that battle, and other male cultivators from other sects were terrified of this fairy Lin.

Including Wang Zijun, so he began to feel that these materials were all fake and had no credibility at all.

So Wang Zijun, who participated in the competition for the second time, immediately planned to change his target, and then chat with fairies from other sects, and watch the seasons turn.

As a result, when he participated in the sect competition for the second time, Ling Xiaozong's elder brother also came to participate.

Who is that senior brother?It is the body of Gengjin, and the spiritual root of Tianjin. That person just appeared in the martial art competition, and all the male cultivators were overshadowed and reduced to his foil.

It's a pity that this senior brother is even more outstanding than their Wanjianshan disciples, and he has perfectly implemented the teachings of his ancestors.

There is no woman in the heart, and the sword is drawn naturally.

He mercilessly maimed all the monks regardless of men and women during the trial, and won the No. 1 martial arts competition with blood all over the ground.

Then when Wang Zijun went to the Lingxiaozong for the banquet again, he didn't read the information, and this was the last time he participated in the martial art competition, and he had no chance to participate in the fourth time.

Even if he thought about it, the brothers and sisters in the sect would not let him go.

So that day, Wang Zijun, who came to Lingxiaozhong, sat down at the banquet as usual, then raised his head, and saw the two graceful figures on the opposite Lingxiaozong seat at a glance.

He knew a figure, Fairy Lin with icy muscles and jade bones.

What about the other fairy?He didn't know him anymore, but looking at the Ling Xiao pattern embroidered on his robe, and the seat sitting beside Lin Haoshuang, it all showed that he was extraordinary.

Presumably the disciples selected by the Lingxiao Sect this year, although their cultivation base is a bit low, they look too young, they seem to be only in their teens.

This is not surprising, there are many female cultivators in the world of cultivating immortals who practice some techniques that can reverse the growth of their appearance, which will make their appearance look more immature.

There are quite a few female cultivators of the Hehuan Sect who look like this, but compared to those female cultivators of the Hehuan Sect, the eyes of this fairy from the Lingxiao Sect are more clear.

The moment Wang Zijun saw it, his heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help himself.

He understood that some people are convinced that they have met the right person at a glance of ten thousand years. If he is asked to choose to spend his eternal life alone, then this partner will undoubtedly be the fairy from the Lingxiao Sect in the distance.

Although his face was immature enough to give a glimpse of him, those light-colored pupils seemed to be full of affection when looking at him, but the brows and eyes were pure and soft without any impurities.

Seeing his sincere and sincere eyes, she must also feel his heart!

So when the masters of the sect started to exchange feelings in other places, and then left a group of young disciples to get to know each other.

Wang Zijun made a decision against his ancestors, and he gave the jade pendant around his waist to the nun in Tsing Yi who was sitting at the banquet.

At a glance, everyone knew what Wang Zijun meant: Throw me a papaya, and repay it with Qiongju.

For a moment, many monks present were silent. Those who had read the materials and those who had not read the materials were all silent.

And the one who was more silent was Qin Rongqian who was sitting at the banquet, looking at the extremely exquisite jade pendant in front of him, and then at the handsome and handsome male cultivator in front of him.

Before she could react, Lin Haoshuang stood up and said with an ugly face, "Beast!"

Then a palm of Frost hit Wang Zijun.

A ray of golden light resisted Shuangxue, Wang Zijun stepped back half a step, and looked at Lin Haoshuang in front of him with an inexplicable and cautious expression.

Could it be that Lin Haoshuang had already fallen in love with him when they met last time but he didn't know it at all?
So today, after seeing him gifting the jade pendant to this female cultivator in Tsing Yi, they fought violently.

Ah, but he didn't say a few words to this one last time.

And the younger brother next to Wang Zijun also looked at his senior brother in shock, and said, "Senior brother, how can you be so hungry!"

Qin Rongqian looked at the somewhat abrupt male cultivator in front of him, sighed, then finally stood up from his seat, and walked in front of Wang Zijun.

And Wang Zijun looked at the girl in front of him who he thought was just a little immature in appearance, but now she was extremely petite when she stood up, she looked only as tall as his waist.

My heart trembled, and I had a bad premonition.

And his good senior brother Zhou Ziyu finally told him the reason: "Senior brother, this is the third disciple of Ling Xiaozong who was born with a heavenly wood spirit root and successfully established a foundation at the age of 14, Qin Rongqian."

"How old are you?"

"I'm 14 years old, I built the foundation this year."

Wang Zijun's face turned pale, and he raised his eyes to look around, all looking at animals.

　When I got home, I poked and typed with my mobile phone, and when I wanted to drop my mobile phone and saw that it was only 3000, I was devastated.

　　I remembered the days when I didn't have a notebook, and I didn't want to write 1000 codewords a day.

　　I decided to update and post a random chapter first, and then stay up late after taking a shower to write. After all, I can't post two chapters at the same time at the same time.

　　That's too crumbly.

　　If my notebook doesn't arrive tomorrow, I think, I'm going to go crazy.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)