Xianwu Datang: Start with the rich woman

Chapter 54 Madam, I want to learn this [Remake]

Cui Yourong blushed even more when he heard this, glanced outside the door, and said softly:

"Mother, what are you talking about... Isn't this not married yet?"

Li Lanxiang shook her head and sighed:
"Mother is also afraid that you'll wait too long. You've been waiting for so long...Life is short, and you've had a hard time these years."

Cui Yourong said calmly:
"It is because I have waited so long that I will cherish it. I believe in you, young master."

"You decide for yourself, mother is gone, don't hold it too much at ordinary times, give the man more warmth."

After speaking, Li Lanxiang turned and left.

……

Tonight is a good night with bright moon and few stars.

The guests leave quickly.

Du Qingchuan also left with the crowd, but turned around and went to Huayan Pavilion.

Xiaoyue and Nanny Feng are cleaning up the housework.

Qiu Zhuo was meditating in the practice room, and his mount, Xue Xiao, landed on the roof to control the flow of aura for him.

As the celebratory object of the dinner, Chen Yanjun drank a lot of wine in the evening, and he was a little flustered at the moment.

Backyard, looking up at the moon.

Chen Yanjun suddenly had the urge to ride the wind back, so he tried to fly with the spirit.

With a movement of his body, he rose against the wind and jumped onto the roof of the main house, half jumping, half jumping.

It is not difficult for a cultivator, with full-level physical skills and the perfect method of controlling spirits, to have this ability.

He lay there on the roof.

Holding the foxtail picked from the backyard in his mouth, blowing the night breeze, sobering up, admiring the moon.

A rare comfort in life.

Just as he was about to fall asleep in a daze, Madam's rare and gentle voice suddenly came from his ears:
"Why are you resting on the roof?"

Chen Yanjun slowly opened his eyes, looked up at the moon, and said softly:
"Feel the freshness of heaven and earth, wash the essence of the sun and the moon... the roof is a good place to enjoy the moon."

Appreciate the moon.

It is fatal to a woman.

Cui Yourong rose against the wind, stepped on lotus steps, swayed gracefully all the way, and flew to the roof.

But he was ashamed to lie on the eaves like Chen Yanjun, instinctively holding his plump body like a hanging moon, standing on the edge of the eaves with his hands behind his back, and asked calmly and with concern:
"How is your master practicing today?"

Chen Yanjun looked at the moon with his arms in his arms, but his vision was mostly blocked by his wife's majestic chest.

If he looked down further, he might be able to see more scenery, but he didn't look any further.

"Looking horizontally, it looks like mountains and peaks, and the heights are different... Madam is standing, and I am lying down. I can't enjoy the moon, so I can only see Madam."

Viewed horizontally as ridges and laterally as peaks, the distance and height are different... What kind of words are these, Cui Yourong blushed instantly.

She hastily straightened her skirt, put away the hem of her skirt, and sat down obediently beside Chen Yanjun.

Chen Yanjun's eyes flickered, but he didn't look sideways.

The moment the lady bent over, the arc of her back was like a ripe pear, like a full moon, beautiful and plump, amazing.

His tone was even colder, as if to cover up his shame, he said again:

"How is your practice today?"

Chen Yanjun thought to himself, Madam was so ashamed that she didn't even call out to Young Master, it would be more cordial if she didn't call out.

It's not easy for him to lie down alone when his wife is sitting.

He had no choice but to get up and sit on the tiles like his wife, on an equal footing.

There is a distance of three feet between them.

The bright moonlight and the brilliant stars fell on the lady's beautiful and peerless face.

Madam's frontal face still has some woman's charm, and the side face is really a girl's startled face, which is no different from Qiu Zhuo, only with an extra layer of softness.

"Today, I have completed the basics of medical skills, but the medicinal skills are vast and complicated, and I don't have time to practice right now. Even if I marry my wife in the future, I am afraid that Chen will not be able to take care of the medicine shop."

Chen Yanjun said slightly apologetically.

The lady didn't care, she looked up at the moon, her face was like still water, thoughtful.

"Sir, you can wash your marrow, exercise your body, enter the third stage of nourishing qi, become a product, and practice medicine in such a short period of time... I must have been reborn on the day of the Cold Food Festival. It is definitely not for inheriting a medicine shop, or even more Let us come."

This sounded like... Chen Yanjun always felt that Madam might have been vaguely aware of something, or had really made a fortune teller, and met a noble person in her destiny.

"Master, you can go your own way. That day by the Wei River, Yourong chose to save Young Master, and Young Master also chose to sacrifice his life to save You Rong. It's some kind of fate... No matter what the future of Young Master is, Your Rong will always support you."

Cui Yourong said so.

Chen Yanjun thought to himself that they were indeed going in both directions, so he asked curiously:

"If I haven't been reborn on the Cold Food Festival, what if I'm just a mortal for the rest of my life?"

Cui Yourong covered her mouth with a smile and said:
"I will marry Xiaoyue to you."

"..."

Chen Yanjun's tone was choked, and he was surprised.

Madam originally planned to marry Xiaoyue to Qingchuan, and then planned to marry Xiaoyue to him...

Is Xiaoyue really just a maid?

Regarding Xiaoyue's identity, right now, it's hard for him to ask details.

One thing is certain, if Chen Yanjun hadn't been reborn, he would have missed his wife.

He guessed that Madam probably felt that she had defeated her ex-husband and decided to keep the chastity and stop harming mortals.

It is the best choice for a mortal to marry a mortal.

When a cultivator marries a mortal, it has no effect on the cultivator.

It would be fine if Nanxiu married a mortal woman.

But if a female cultivator marries a mortal man, it will be a huge burden on the mortal man's body, not to mention the dual cultivation and improvement of cultivation level, many of them will die early!
It can be seen from this that to eat rich women's soft food, one must have skills, and appearance and body are indispensable.

"Things in the world are impermanent, but now my wife is wronged and married to me."

Cui Yourong always looked up at the moon, not daring to look at him.

"It's not unintentional. It's because I saw that the young master was weak and sick before, so You Rong didn't want to harm the young master."

Chen Yanjun smiled and said:
"Now, I've washed my marrow and forged my body to transform my strength, and my dantian has the balance of five elements. Today, I even drank a cup of convulsion black tea that is said to improve the resistance of my dantian. My wife can't hurt me anymore."

Cui Yourong suddenly turned her head and stared at Chen Yanjun, her clear eyes mixed with shyness and astonishment.

"Dr. Tan's black tea...you dare to drink it!"

Chen Yanjun was startled.

"What's the matter... Madame also knows about the doctor's black tea for convulsions?"

Cui Yourong subconsciously grabbed Chen Yanjun's wrist, carefully felt his pulse, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, since you are fine, it proves that Dr. Tan is not mistaken."

Chen Yanjun suddenly became curious.

"What if the doctor sees the wrong person?"

Cui Yourong said with a serious face:
"If the doctor misjudged the person, you have fallen into the devil's way now."

Chen Yanjun was startled suddenly.

In the Xianwu Tang Dynasty, there is no precise definition of the way of magic, and most of them refer to evil cultivators who harm people.

"You were able to directly cultivate into the third realm from the nightmare environment, and you also cured your second brother's illness. It must have something to do with your mind far beyond ordinary people."

Cui Yourong added.

Chen Yanjun nodded slightly, it seems that Madam has already seen the key to his epiphany: xinxing, the xinxing of a traveler with the golden finger next to him.

He didn't take up the topic.

Turned to:

"Today, I was still practicing the five elements to control spirits in Guozijian, and then I managed to jump up to the roof."

Having said that, he suddenly asked curiously:

"Gold, wood, water, fire, and earth do not contain wind. How does Madam fly against the wind?"

Cui Yourong was startled, then covered her mouth with a smile and said:

"Yourong came up from the sword qi, the young master just stepped on the thin spiritual qi...it is the most difficult."

Chen Yanjun didn't expect to be able to step on the spiritual energy, and felt that he was old, so he couldn't help saying in Versailles:

"No wonder I almost fell..."

Unexpectedly, the lady turned around and said:
"The five-element imperial spirit can only assist, and simply stepping on the spiritual energy can only make a piece of paper float, unless the young master raises some blood-deed spiritual objects, and then he can control the object to fly."

I could only let a piece of paper float up... Chen Yanjun was embarrassed, he didn't expect his wife to speak so tactfully.

"That is to say, I just... jumped up directly?"

Cui Yourong lowered his head and suppressed a smile, and nodded.

"It means that after the young master enters the product, his physical skills will also rise with the tide."

That's right, I'm in great shape... Chen Yanjun couldn't wait to make a fist and bend his arms, so as to show the outline of his biceps.

As for the blood contract spiritual object that Madam spoke of, it was the natal spiritual object cultivated by the object controller himself and concluded with the blood contract.

There are natal spiritual substances, natal swords, natal magic weapons and other spiritual things...

For example, Cui Qian'an's natal sword.

For another example, I love the natal sand in Luo Hulu.

Chen Yanjun's imagination was running wild.

Cui Yourong smiled persuasively:

"Since the young master has started to learn the five elements to control spirits, you can also try to raise your own blood contract imperial objects."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yanjun asked curiously:

"Is Madam supported?"

Cui Yourong shook his head.

"It's enough for a beast master to raise spirit beasts."

Then, he said softly:
"If you want to learn swordsmanship, forge a natal sword, it is also possible to cultivate Haoran sword energy."

Chen Yanjun nodded.

He felt that it was stupid to think about carrying gold, wood, water, fire, and earth in your pocket, unless you could carry a gourd on your back and carry an entire desert with you.

The real battle is fleeting, and it's okay for a single spiritualist to raise his own blood contract spiritual objects. He is a five-element spirit controller, and he takes out all kinds of five-element objects to fight. It's like performing acrobatics, wasting time and opportunities.

It's better to use local materials and use the spiritual power of the five elements to control things outside the body. Gold, wood, water, fire, and earth can be seen everywhere.

The only weak point is in the air, if you want to maintain your agility in the air, you only need to use the sword spirit like your wife.

Thinking this way, Chen Yanjun asked again:
"What are the conditions for cultivating sword energy?"

Cui Yourong originally wanted to come to the roof to enjoy the moon together, but for some reason, chatting turned into teaching.

Fortunately, teaching people you like is also a fun thing.

"The so-called sword energy is nothing but the tangible spiritual pressure released by the sword."

"The spiritual pressure is attached to the sword, which can improve the spiritual sharpness or special sword effect."

"Reiatsu is released from the blade or tip of the sword, forming sword energy."

Chen Yanjun sat cross-legged and nodded obediently.

He thought the sword energy was gas, but he didn't expect it to be a tangible spiritual pressure.

He suddenly remembered that the pill-protecting sword energy that Murong Ye injected into his body was also unleashed with bare hands.

"Why do you say you need to raise your spirit?"

Cui Yourong said:

"The sword technique of possessing the spirit, or applying energy with the sword, does not require a high level of cultivation, and it can be performed at the ninth rank, but if you want to release the sword energy with bare hands, you need at least a sixth-level cultivation."

"The reason why I can release sword energy with the eighth-level cultivation base is because I learned a special method of raising sword energy with Xiao Ye. It's not for fighting, but to assist the beast."

"The method of cultivating sword qi that I have mastered is only superficial. If you want to learn how to cultivate sword qi, you can go to the prison guard and Xiao Ye to learn it in the future."

Chen Yanjun couldn't help frowning.

Madam seems to have extra trust in Murong Ye.

"Well, I'll go when I have time."

Cui Yourong smiled sweetly, and continued:
"Yourong is a single water-type spiritual root, and can teach young master the basic water-type spirit-possessed swordsmanship."

Water-type spirit-enchanted swordsmanship...

Chen Yanjun frowned. When it comes to serious water-type possessing spirits, he always feels very weak, and he looks like he doesn't want to learn...it's better to appreciate the moon.

"My Five Elements Sword hasn't been forged yet!"

Cui Yourong seemed to be addicted to being a teacher.

"It doesn't matter, water-type spirit possession is very simple, and you can practice it with just a general-purpose spirit sword."

As she spoke, she took out an ordinary general-purpose spirit sword from the Fuyu space, and explained:

"Water-type spiritual pressure can make the sword's edge sharper and spotless. If the spiritual pressure is strong enough, it can even drink blood from the air."

Chen Yanjun seemed to have heard something extraordinary.

"Drinking blood from the air... what is it?"

"Are you afraid of pain, son?"

"Not afraid."

Cui Yourong lowered her head and smiled sweetly.

He didn't explain anything, but slowly retreated a foot away, and swung his sword at Chen Yanjun across the air.

Cultivators usually greet people directly when they teach them skills, but they can control their strength.

Otherwise, the wound will heal immediately, leaving no memory of the skin.

Cui Yourong swung a quiet sword.

There was no swishing sound of rapidly swinging the sword, nor the whistling sound of releasing sword energy.

However, the blood in Chen Yanjun's right arm pointed by Jianfeng instantly boiled.

Blood burst out from his veins and skin, dyeing his white sleeves red in an instant.

Some blood even flew out through the white clothes, drawing a beautiful arc of blood in the air.

Chen Yanjun raised his arm and saw that his wife really drank blood from the air with his sword.

Cui Yourong hastily withdrew his sword and walked over.

Feeling distressed, Chen Yanjun rolled up his sleeves, carefully applied the medicine, and then wrapped the wound with cotton.

One side explained:

"Eighty percent of the human body is water, and the water element is not weak after the spirit has been trained."

"Just now I only have the same ninth-grade spiritual pressure as the young master, so I can take the young master's blood from a distance."

Chen Yanjun secretly marveled.

According to the strength of his water-type imperial spirit, the anti-imitation spirit is the unity of five spirits, and it is difficult to take out the blood of a cultivator of the same level from a distance of one foot.

Not only is it not weak...

Chen Yanjun immediately made up his mind and said:
"Ma'am, I want to learn how to drink blood through the air!"

Cui Yourong handed the ordinary spirit sword in his hand to Chen Yanjun, covered his mouth with a smile and said:

"Hold the sword."

Chen Yanjun gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, very excited.

Cui Yourong reminded:

"The first step of possessing a spirit is to have a smooth spirit vein, no stagnation in the heart, and the first level of ecstasy in nourishing qi is enough."

Chen Yanjun nodded.

"Ah."

Next, the lady was very gentle and patient, and explained in detail the steps of transporting the water spirit to attach to the sword body.

"Young Master, you can try to imagine that your blood is water, your spiritual veins are water, and the sword in your hand is also made of water. The two are connected as one."

Chen Yanjun's spirit control technique has been perfected, and he quickly attached the water-type spiritual pressure to the sword body, like a layer of frost attached.

"Now, try drinking blood through the air."

"Gather the water-type spiritual pressure on the tip of the sword, and the moment the sword points to Yourong's right arm when you draw the sword, let the water-type spiritual pressure gathered on the tip of the sword draw the blood in Yourong's arm through the air, and burst open in an instant." Spirit power!"

Chen Yanjun nodded, Madam explained very clearly, it should not sound difficult.

He casually condensed the five-element-in-one water element spiritual pressure on the tip of the sword, and after a distance of one foot, he swung his sword quietly towards his wife.

brush--

At first, there was no bleeding effect on the lady except for the blush.

However, blushing is also an effect.

It's just that the strength is weak, if the spiritual pressure is enough, there may be nosebleeds.

Cui Yourong covered her mouth and laughed, comfortingly said:
"Young master has already learned it. However, even if you have the tolerance to defend yourself, you have to wait until the eighth rank before you can drink blood with a sword. Work harder!"

Chen Yanjun nodded slightly, using Huajin in his palm, the hilt of his sword suddenly shook.

The strength of the Five Elements Spirit Pressure has not changed, but it has brought some kind of continuous shock...

In an instant!

Cui Yourong's eyes froze, and her blushing face instantly turned pale.

The astonishment, shame and indignation in the eyes melted into the clear eyes and turned into a hint of resentment.

"Ma'am, what's wrong with your face?"

Chen Yanjun felt something was wrong.

Su Er looked down.

Madam's skirt is covered in blood...

(End of this chapter)