I am a fairy in the world of mortals

Chapter 82 Huiqing with Three Divine Veins

When Huiqing and Huimang came back from the Junshui Sword Sect, they both looked tired.

The female heroes of the Junshui Sword Sect are not easy to offend.

They are in the business world and are very resistant to many men's methods of trying to please women. They are also very wary of men's lower limits.

At the same time, some of the martial arts they practice have a certain kind of keen intuition, and they can vaguely distinguish between goodwill and malice, and even hypocrisy.

This undoubtedly greatly increased the difficulty of their tasks.

Fortunately, the target being captured is also willing to cooperate.

They are not resisting, they just need a love experience that is as real as possible... even real.

In this experience, the inner ice is broken down, and then the longevity skill of the Junshui Sword Sect is cultivated.

One word sums it up: "acting with falsehood and true love".

As for the monks who came to help with the experience, how should they leave?

This will test your ability.

Those who are capable can provide a separation with regrets but no regrets.

Let this emotion that is destined to have no results come to an end.

If you don't have the ability and mess up, you have only two choices: stay or be killed.

The most common thing is to quietly run away one day and let this relationship enter the blank stage.

If Jianghu meets again, it will still be a bloody drama at eight o'clock.

Huiqing and Huifang, the two most outstanding disciples in Wangxue Hall, did not escape the strange circle.

They came back secretly, and it is very likely that the heroine of the Junshui Sword Sect who admires them will come to kill them soon.

By then it's guaranteed to be a chaotic situation.

Therefore, after officially entering the Xue generation, Huiqing and Huimeng will travel around the world.

It is not only to avoid entanglement, but also to increase knowledge.

Under the gate in front of the main building complex on the top of Qingyang Temple, Huiqing said goodbye to Huimeng and returned to his own yard. When he opened the door, he saw the painting hanging on the tree.

The breeze blows the leaves, and the petals that have not withered on the branches gently pat the beauty in the painting, as if filling her with rouge that should be shy.

An emotion mixed with anger, unwillingness and strong disbelief went directly to his head and impacted the string in Huiqing's brain.

As if teleporting, he appeared in front of the painting and took a closer look at the content of the painting and the poem on it.

As I chewed the poem carefully, the scenes in the painting seemed to have coherent and concrete dynamics.

He even tasted some indescribable details.

So real!

It’s too specific!
It had a huge impact on him.

He knew the beauty in the painting, it was Xie Chaoxi whom he had longed for. He also knew the person who painted this painting. Is this the handiwork of Xie Chaoxi?
At this moment, Huiqing would rather not recognize it.

There is no signature, and the monk in the painting has no specific face.

In theory, he could add his own face to make the painting 'perfect'.

This seems to be the 'goodwill' left behind by the instigator.

Huiqing saw a deep provocation.

Huiqing blushed, losing her composure for the first time in a long time.

He could no longer maintain the calmness and grace he had deliberately maintained for a long time.

Like a cannonball, he exploded out of the courtyard and flew toward Li Lang's courtyard wrapped in mist.

Although the monk in the picture had no face, he was sure that that person was Li Lang.

Among all the young monks in Qingyang Temple, only Li Lang is so good at dealing with women.

The other monks, big and small, not to mention those outside Wangxue Hall, although they are quite well-mannered and good-looking, they still have to pay to go upstairs.

Giving money...what kind of skill is that?
As for the inside of Wangxue Hall, let’s not mention it!

"Hui Lang! Get out of here!" Hui Qing's angry voice almost penetrated the wall of the courtyard.

The door to the small courtyard opened automatically with a creak. The sweet laughter of Yingying and Yanyan floated out melodiously from the courtyard, like a gust of wind that would lift people directly into the clouds, making them feel swaying.

Hui Qing walked in without thinking and saw Li Lang hugging him from left to right.

This moment is just like that moment!
It's just that the two parties who witnessed the scene changed their positions.

"Li Qianqian and... Xie Chaoxi?" Hui Qing panicked, feeling that her soul was being shocked again.

Li Lang's current actions undoubtedly shattered a dream that he had no ability to realize before.

Indeed, Huiqing is a practitioner, and a practitioner with considerable strength. It can be said that more than 80% to 90% of practitioners in the world are not as good as him.

But so what?
He is confident, but also has low self-esteem.

He was inferior to the fate and embarrassing position of a monk in Qingyang Temple, so even though he had countless beautiful things in his heart, he could only hide in the courtyard and cut leaves to change his shape, and cut beauties to claim to be romantic.

Surrounded by clouds and mist, others only saw his extraordinary presence, but not his embarrassment.

Only by standing at a higher position than him can we see the reality at a glance.

Huiqing couldn't be as free and easy as Li Lang, who regarded bullshit fate as nothing, and would spend as much time as he wanted.

It is impossible to deal with it indifferently, but the heartbeat and intention can return to the ancient well without ripples after the water ripples.

This is why Xueyu arranged for Li Lang to expose him.

He must wake up from the dream he created and face reality.

It can be said to be a kind of collapse therapy.

"Come out with me!" Hui Qing said to Li Lang with a sullen face.

Li Lang patted the shoulders of the two women who were clearly showing fear, and then followed Hui Qing out of the courtyard.

On the hillside, the wind blows from the forest not far away, revealing a bit of summer refreshment.

The clouds blocked the sun and cast shadows on their faces.

The two bald heads no longer reflect light.

"Hui Lang! Tell the truth, how do I treat you?" Hui Qing asked first.

Li Lang said: "I will call you Senior Brother and you will be convinced!"

"Okay! Okay! Okay! So, is this how you repay me?" Hui Qing stared at Li Lang fiercely, like a very hungry wolf.

Li Lang just said calmly: "There is no way, this is Master Xueyu's request."

Huiqing was stunned when he heard this, then sneered and said: "I'm afraid he gave you some benefits!"

"Uncle Xueyu, you don't have a compulsive temperament."

Li Lang said calmly: "Neither am I!"

"Me, Li Qianqian, and Xie Chaoxi, the three of us are in perfect harmony and extremely happy together."

"They all chose me, and I bravely took one more step forward."

The thick mist of Huiqing Qi was around him, constantly steaming and surging.

Vaguely, I seemed to see three 'light bands' in the thick fog, wandering like dragons, entangled together, and drawing scrawled patterns.

"Is he a Liuhe realm monk who has cultivated three divine veins?"

"It's really awesome!"

"Huiqing looks like four or five years older than me, but he has cultivated three divine veins. His talent is definitely top-notch."

"Also, didn't the divine map appear only in Liuhe? Instead, after there were multiple divine veins, people started to try... Even when they had the first divine vein, they had to start conscious guidance and Build?”

"Then what kind of image should my divine veins be combined into?"

"And after the image is formed, what kind of abilities will be displayed due to different images?" Li Lang had a lot of questions at this moment.

But the most urgent thing is to deal with Huiqing's oncoming fist.

Huiqing still has sense, so his actions are not vicious.

But he was quite fierce, and he came just for Li Lang's handsome face.

(End of this chapter)