Xianwu Datang: Start with the rich woman

Chapter 12 Senior Han Ping, wrong

The main house in the center of Cui's house is the rooms of Mrs. Cui and her children in the front and back, and the corridors on the left and right, with a pure land hollowed out in the middle.

The light of the guard house array in blue color gathers here, which is the eye of the array.

It is about one and a half feet square, full of aura, surrounded by purple bamboo forests.

There is an artificial spring in the bamboo forest.

It is the forbidden place of Cui's house: Xisui Spring.

Marrow washing is a means to improve the bones and physique of a cultivator.

It is also a double-edged sword.

For highly talented cultivators, marrow washing can be icing on the cake and increase the speed of practice, but it cannot increase the upper limit of talent.

For those who are highly talented but have passed the golden age of cultivation, it is enough to reborn.

However, if the marrow washing person is not talented enough, or has a deep depression, it may cause the root cause of the disease and bring hidden dangers to the practice.

In the evening, under the locust tree.

The setting sun is like blood, like purgatory.

Xiaoyue pains Chen Yanjun about the advantages and disadvantages of washing the marrow.

"The pros and cons of it, young master, you should think about it, do what you can, and don't be impulsive."

In Chen Yanjun's facial expression that he sees mountains as not mountains, Xiao Yue is like the gatekeeper of hell.

Chen Yanjun was not sure for a moment.

After all, he doesn't need to wash his marrow, and he can take off just by working hard.

But if the marrow is washed, will it be faster to add points?
Right now, his cultivation of nourishing qi is getting slower and slower.

And Madam, it was also the first time to suggest to him to wash the marrow...

"Have Qingchuan and Qiuzhuo washed their marrow?"

Chen Yanjun asked Xiaoyue.

Xiao Yue said:
"Miss washed her marrow at the age of 12, immediately entered the rank, and rose to rank seven in just seven years."

"Where's Qingchuan?"

"Because of the master's experience when he was young, the young master has not dared to step into the marrow washing spring."

Chen Yanjun asked curiously:

"What's the matter, sir?"

Xiao Yue said:
"When the master was young, his cultivation talent was like that of a young master... not so obvious."

"In order to taste the spiritual power of various weeds, the master used the local method of dispensing medicine to wash the marrow in his hometown in Luoyang, and forcibly hit the ninth grade."

"Entering the stage means successfully entering the stage, but the root of the disease has fallen, and it has not healed for a lifetime, and it has gone west before it is no longer confused."

"The young master is afraid of repeating the same mistakes as the master, so far he has not dared to step into the marrow washing spring, and would rather be a mortal."

Chen Yanjun nodded slightly, he thought it was because of that reason...

It can be seen that before meeting Mrs. Cui, Qiu Zhuo's father's health was not very good.

Could it be that Mrs. Cui prefers weak scholars?
"Where's Madame?"

Xiaoyue looked back vigilantly, then approached Chen Yanjun, and said softly:
"Shh... this is a secret!"

After all, he turned his head and shook out the secret.

"Madam always washes her marrow in reverse. She doesn't want her cultivation to become too high, so that she can see her relatives leave with her own eyes, and grow old alone..."

Can you reverse marrow washing and restrain your cultivation?
Chen Yanjun was dumbfounded.

It seems that apart from her extraordinary appearance, Madam's temperament is also beyond human comprehension.

Xiaoyue turned her head and glanced, then continued to whisper:

"Actually, Madam's talent is no worse than Miss—"

Halfway through speaking, his tongue suddenly tied up.

I opened my mouth, but could no longer make a sound.

This is the silencing method used by the beast master to prevent the screaming of spirit beasts.

Chen Yanjun looked at it from a distance.

The lady walked over with her hands behind her back, her proud figure under the setting sun was like a goddess wearing holy light.

Chen Yanjun felt that the second level of nourishing qi would not last long, he had to either fall back to the first level or advance to the third level, otherwise he would go crazy sooner or later.

"Will washing the marrow help Qi nourishing?"

Chen Yanjun asked his wife curiously.

Cui Yourong raised her head and raised her face, she didn't look down at Chen Yanjun's sweaty body.

"Washing the marrow is mainly to improve the root bone and physique. Some people have broken through to the second stage of the Qi-nourishing technique during the process of marrow washing, and there are appearances."

"However, the third level of Qi Yang Technique is a level that extraordinary people can reach. It takes many years of life experience. Only senior Han Ping has been able to enter the third level with a cultivation level below the fifth rank."

"The young master has been wearing a picture for a long time, and his spirit is tense. After a long time, he will be exhausted, and the marrow washing can't help the young master to relieve his spirit. Whether to wash the marrow, the young master decides."

Chen Yanjun thought for a while, then asked again:
"Since that's the case, why is Madam so anxious to wash Chen's marrow?"

Only then did Cui Yourong glance at Chen Yanjun, her beautiful eyes were slightly worried, and she shook her head and sighed.

"Three days later, the second son of the military inspector Zhang Jiancheng's family will come to the mansion to propose a marriage. If Qiuzhuo refuses, the Zhang family will probably blame you...Young master may be in danger."

"Ma'am has a heart."

Chen Yanjun saluted.

"Thanks to the care of my wife and Cui's family, Chen insisted until today that he is in danger. I only have kindness to Qiu Zhuo, and I have no intention of being a man or a woman. No matter what choice Qiu Zhuo makes, I will support her."

On the side, Xiaoyue suddenly asked:
"So you don't plan to wash your marrow?"

"Of course the marrow must be washed."

Right now, Chen Yanjun is in urgent need of self-protection strength, and the technique of nourishing qi has encountered a bottleneck, so he can only try marrow washing.

With the lessons learned from her ex-husband, Cui Yourong showed worry.

"Young master, aren't you afraid of falling to the root of the disease?"

"I'm afraid...but I won't get sick."

Chen Yanjun understands that the root bone of the Five Elements is like a stubborn stone. It is not easy to practice, but it is also not easy to go crazy, or to have some spiritual diseases in the dantian.

With Chen Yanjun's words, Cui Yourong felt relieved.

"Young Master, just know what's in your heart."

"Fetal Breath Powder, Blood Spirit Formation, and medicine for washing the marrow are all ready. Young Master, let Xiaoyue go to the Spring for washing the marrow."

Chen Yanjun cupped his hands in a bow.

"Madam Lao and Xiaoyue are here."

……

into the night.

Chen Yanjun followed Xiaoyue to the main house.

From the front hall, pass through the hidden door of the corridor and walk into the encircling purple bamboo forest.

The bamboo forest is not big, and some shade-loving herbs are planted. The moonlight shines, and the breeze blows slowly, bringing a burst of fragrance.

Going deep into the winding bamboo forest path, pushing away the curling water mist and the bamboo branches blocking the face, the two came to the pool.

The pool is even smaller, half a zhang square, shrouded in thick water mist, surrounded by jagged black stones, shaded grasses and dense purple bamboos.

There is also a white cherry tree next to it, which falls like snow and disappears into the pool.

When Chen Yanjun arrived at the destination, he didn't want to wrong Xiaoyue to bathe and wash him, so he said:

"Xiao Yue, I can wash my marrow myself."

However, Xiao Yue didn't feel wronged at all.

"Young master can't!"

"This is marrow washing. A little carelessness can be life-threatening. Someone must be watching."

"It stands to reason that Madam should take care of it, but Madam has been a widow for many years and is difficult to control, so I can only come. Madam will watch in the room."

Chen Yanjun frowned suddenly, as if he had heard some words that he shouldn't have heard, and he didn't make a sound at the moment.

"Thank you Xiaoyue."

Because it was night and the fog was thick, Xiao Yue brazenly undressed Chen Yanjun.

With quick hands and feet, she first wiped off Chen Yanjun's sweat by the pool and washed her body.

Then give Chen Yanjun the Fetal Breath Powder.

Chen Yanjun had a bitter taste in his mouth, and soon felt the warmth in his lower abdomen, his breath was steaming, and it quickly became scorching hot, and his breathing was hot, like a fire dragon.

Xiaoyue's hand on Chen Yanjun's body shrank back because it was hot.

"How do you feel, son? If you feel unwell, you can stop at any time, but you can't rewash the marrow within three years."

Chen Yanjun saw that the mountain was not a mountain, as if he had seen an extreme fire and purgatory.

Annoyingly, the panel did not add points.

It's not difficult to understand, the fetal breath powder just makes his qi and blood disorder, and enters a state of explosive gas, so naturally his physique or cultivation base will not be increased.

"continue."

The second step is to activate the blood spirit formation.

Xiaoyue is not a cultivator, but she can use a piece of talisman jade to activate the formation that has been built.

In an instant, blood rose from the pool, covering the bamboo forest and Chen Yanjun.

Chen Yanjun's eyes were blood red, staring at Hong Ying, as if seeing twelve red moons rising into the sky.

Xiaoyue said worriedly:

"My lord, you don't look well, your eyes are bloodshot."

After all, he was a time traveler who had experienced the death of two people. Chen Yanjun saw hell, but his heart was extremely calm.

"It means the formation is effective, continue."

Xiao Yue said:
"The marrow washing powder has been integrated into the pool, so you can bathe and wash the marrow."

"Ah."

Chen Yanjun slowly waded into the pond.

The pool water is ruby-like transparent and exudes a faint medicinal fragrance.

Among the talcum at the bottom of the water, several very thin hot springs surge upwards, warm and clear, revealing the cool and refreshing skin like melting ice and snow, cleansing the body, hair and skin.

In an instant, people and water, water and fog, fog and flowers, flowers and moonlight are perfectly integrated.

At the same time, the power of the marrow washing medicine gradually entered Chen Yanjun's limbs and bones.

suddenly!

puff--

Chen Yanjun spat out a mouthful of scalding blood and almost passed out.

"Son!"

The bamboo branches swayed, and the posture trembled. Cui Yourong appeared by the pool, leaning over to give Chen Yanjun his pulse.

"Young Master, the effect of washing the marrow is acceptable, but under normal circumstances, the first time you wash the marrow, you will definitely fall into a coma. Why can you stay awake?"

Chen Yanjun's bones were like ants, and the blood was pouring into his brain, so he had to grit his teeth and stay awake.

He speculated that this might have something to do with the way the traverser's soul and body were fused.

It is equivalent to one body with two souls, but the soul of the original owner has died.

"Sometimes, once a person is in a coma, it may not be me when I wake up. I like to hold my destiny in my own hands. Even if it is hell, I have to witness it with my own eyes."

Without saying a word, Cui Yourong exited the bamboo forest with Xiaoyue, and stood on the corridor, facing each other across the bamboo.

Xiao Yue said:
"Why did Madam lie to Young Master? Obviously the effect of marrow washing is very poor..."

Cui Yourong shook his head and sighed, and said in doubt:

"Young master's physique has obviously improved, his walking posture is powerful, and he looks like a day, so his comprehension must not be bad...Why is this happening?"

Xiao Yue was also very disappointed and couldn't help but sigh.

"Is the talent gap really insurmountable?"

If talent is so easy to improve, everyone in Datang has long been like a dragon.

Cui Yourong stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the bamboo forest.

"Anyway, the son's bones are worse than Qingchuan's. It's not easy to persevere to this point. Let's take a look."

bamboo forest.

In the marrow washing spring.

Chen Yanjun guessed that the marrow washing medicine improved his bones and physique, and it should be his cultivation, not physical skills.

He gritted his teeth to stay awake, even though his whole body was steaming with energy and blood, his joints were cracking, and his lower abdomen was turning upside down.

He continued to vomit blood, and the blood he spit out slowly turned from red to black, and soon blackened the entire spring water in the pool.

Chen Yanjun's eyes were like a blood moon, he gritted his teeth to hold on, and felt that his body had fallen into the abyss, and he was no longer his own.

However, he did not give up, he wanted to witness the disaster of hell with his own eyes, and he wanted to practice in hell...

He is photographed.

Add me some!

Midnight.

suddenly!

[Mortal +1, 91/100! 】

Chen Yanjun woke up violently.

Suddenly, the bamboo forest rustled, and he heard the breathing and rhythm of all things.

He also clearly heard that his breath was circulating in his blood.

This is……

Run Sunday!

It seems that everything in the world has returned to its original appearance, showing its true colors in every detail.

He got it.

If the practitioner's talent is high enough, and his determination is strong enough, it is possible to directly practice and nourish Qi in the nightmare air illusion, and enter the third realm in one fell swoop.

This is exactly the purpose of the existence of the Second Realm!

Senior Han Ping was wrong.

The so-called experience is nothing but a crooked path of failure.

The real strong ones climb the mountain head-on and reach the sky in one step!
Ordinary talents are constantly trial and error, relying on experience.

"And I... have a problem!"

Chen Yanjun opened his heart, and the Wuzhi Mountain that belonged to him appeared in front of his eyes again.

Can't see the top at a glance!

He felt that he no longer needed to look at the mountains...

In the cloister.

Xiao Yue leaned against the porch pillar and had already fallen asleep.

Under the bright moon, a pair of beautiful eyes that were staring at the bamboo forest were suddenly shocked.

(End of this chapter)