Quick Transmigration: Sword Master's Thousand-Layer Routine

Chapter 9
When Mingying woke up, it was already dawn.

The air after the rain still smelled of mud, but when she opened her eyes, she saw a chin as white as jade.

Under the head are soft and hard muscles, the tip of the nose is the refreshing lotus fragrance, and the body is covered with a mantle.

She just slept on someone's lap openly and aboveboard.

Mingying only felt her cheeks were hot and she carefully raised her hands, trying to get out of Wangchen's arms.

But the moment there was a movement, the person in sight suddenly lowered her head, and at the same time, supported her head with one hand: "Be careful, don't fall."

"Thank you..." Being too close, Mingying, who had never been so intimate with the opposite sex before, felt her heart beating like a drum: "I'll get up first... I'm sorry to trouble you last night."

It wasn't until he was far away from Wangchen that his beating heart stopped by two points.

After staying away from the other party, her chaotic mind finally cleared up a little.

Speaking of how tired she is recently, why is it so rare that one day she is lazy and does not need to practice, so she just dozes off like this.

Even sleep until dawn the next day.

And he slept directly on his lap as a pillow.

After breakfast, Mingying got into the carriage and started to think wildly.

Speaking of which, don't boys have such reactions early in the morning?Why didn't she feel anything when she woke up?
Obviously she relies on her thighs.

Did Wang Chen nourish his stomach because of practicing Buddhism, or did he just have a needle?

Speaking of which, the separation of the three souls and seven souls will have any effect on the hardware of the body?

But Wangchen and Pu Zhan look exactly the same, so their bodies should be the same...

The more she thought about it, Mingying couldn't help but look at Wangchen opposite.

You can't tell the size from this sitting posture... So why didn't she look at the size of Pu Zhan before she came, if it was really a needle, use it...

Probably because such eyes were too naked, Wangchen suddenly raised his head, and looked at Mingying with golden eyes, full of doubts: "Is there any problem with cultivation?"

"Ah, no, no." The startled Mingying quickly shook her head, trying to focus on the training manual in her hand.

No, I can't concentrate at all! !
Fortunately, she was relieved quickly.

The cries from far and near made her heart elated, she opened the door curtain, and saw the crowd coming in and out directly in front of her.

Compared with Langcheng, Yuncheng is not so prosperous, but there are still a group of lively vendors selling things at the gate of the city. This is an excellent opportunity for her to get rid of this embarrassing atmosphere!
She left a sentence: "I'll go down and have a look." Mingying ran down in a hurry, heading straight for the city gate.

Then he was stopped by the soldiers guarding the gate.

"Go to the city and hand over the lower-grade spirit stones, two yuan per person."

Mingying silently looked at the old man carrying a pole into the city: "That old man..."

"Cultivators need to pay, but ordinary people don't need it." The guarding soldier explained impatiently, "Can you get in? If you don't, don't block it here."

Mingying hesitated.

It's not that there are no spirit stones, after half a month of practice, she also gathered wool in the forest, and exchanged some spirit stones with the spirit grass and Wangchen she found for spare.

In Lang City before, Wangchen spent money so generously on her because he said that the money should be given by borrowing the Chunhui Sword.

After all, for Jianxiu, the sword is her half body, and it is impossible to lend it to others casually.

Even if Mingying didn't know, he couldn't fool her.

Mingying accepted these excuses for the time being, but later she didn't know if it was God's favor, she picked up a lot of good things along the way, so she kept them for use, and exchanged some useless spirit stones for Wangchen as an emergency.

Moreover, did the world of cultivating immortals also collect tolls?Why didn't Langcheng have one?

Mingying looked at Wangchen who was on the side, and was about to ask,
A voice suddenly came from behind: "This fellow Taoist, if you have Lingshi, you should hurry into Yuncheng. The outside of this city is not very safe recently."

Mingying turned around and saw a man in white clothes standing not far away.

After practicing for many days, her intuition told her that the person in front of her was a monk.

The other party's sharp eyes fell on Mingying, with a bit of scrutiny.

"Can you tell the poor monk why and why?" Wang Chen took a few steps forward, blocking Mingying behind him.

There was a bit of surprise in the eyes of the monk in white.

When did the Buddha cultivator in front of you appear?He just didn't notice the other party's existence at all.

Either the cultivator in front of him has some magic weapon to hide his cultivation, or the other party's cultivation is higher than his.

Thinking of some possibility, the monk in white became excited: "Is this fellow Taoist a disciple of Wangchen Buddha in Wanxiang Temple?"

Mingying poked her head out from behind Wangchen, a little strange: "Is there such a few words printed on his face?"

While talking, she also looked at Wangchen.

Wang Chen clasped his hands together, and silently recited the Buddha's name: "The poor monk is Wang Chen, I don't know what's wrong with you?"

The intimate gesture of the two made the monk in white hesitant, but the most important thing was something else: "My disciple Wangchen, this junior is Ye Qingshi, a disciple of Piaomiao Sect. The village a hundred miles away from Yuncheng has the aura of fierce ghosts, so I took a group of Buddhist practitioners there."

"It's been five days now, and I haven't returned yet. Not only that, but the monks I sent out to Yuncheng also lost news." Ye Qingshi was full of worry: "Now that place is full of yin, and some monks with low cultivation levels have also been killed. Poisonous hands, only Yuncheng's formation can resist one or two."

"Activating the formation is extremely expensive, so the soldiers defending the city collect spirit stones from the monks."

No wonder.

But Mingying was still a little puzzled: "This yin energy only affects monks?"

Ye Qingshi also showed some helplessness: "It's true, the people around are not affected by Yin Qi."

This is interesting.

In the books that Mingying has read, Yin Qi will affect people or monks.

If the Yin Qi here is only aimed at monks, it means that the Yin Qi here is controlled by someone.

Wangchen naturally guessed this too: "It seems that the poor monk must go for a while."

Saying so, he looked at Mingying at the side: "Mingying, are you going to the city, or will you come with me?"

Never expecting that Wangchen would ask this rookie himself, Mingying hesitated: "I'm only on the second level of Qi refining, so I won't hold you back?"

"With me here, you don't have to worry." Wang Chen's tone was steady.

Since it won't hold you back, it's not bad if you gain insight.

"Then I'll trouble you." After saying this, Mingying looked straight at Ye Qingshi to the side.

Ye Qingshi only felt that the behavior of these two people was even more weird, but Wangchen agreed, so naturally he would not talk too much.

After all, the powers of crossing the catastrophe in the entire world of cultivating immortals can be counted on two hands, and the famous Wangchen Buddha who subdues demons and eliminates demons is even more outstanding.

What he promised has never been impossible.

　Ask for a ticket~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)