Zombie World: My Apprentice Yue Qiluo

It is really difficult to cultivate with such an aptitude.

"He Yi, who is this?"

Ren Tingting was not as carefree as Ren Zhuzhu, she stared at Yang Yuhuan with a trace of resentment in her eyes.

Could this be He Yi's woman too? "This is the fairy in the painting, Yang Yuhuan."

In the twilight, He Yi stood tall in jade, and his slender black robe outlined his perfect lines: "Yuhuan, take the two of them to Lingquan to bathe first."

There are too many magazines on the body, and it will be very painful to forcibly wash the marrow. It will be much better to use the spiritual spring to remove the dirt first...  

Inside Lingquan.

Ren Tingting and Ren Zhuzhu only felt that the whole body seemed to be subjected to a force, and this force peeled off the dirt from their bodies.

It doesn't feel comfortable.

Yang Yuhuan threw a pool of peach petals into the Lingquan, and explained with a smile: "The Lingquan will clean up the filth of the world you've been contaminated with. It's a little uncomfortable during this period, so bear with it."

The world is filthy... Ren Zhuzhu looked at Yang Yuhuan whose skin was deceiving Frost and Sai Xue, and asked curiously, "So Sister Yang, did your skin come out of the spiritual spring?"

Yang Yuhuan shook her head, her tone a little helpless: "When I died, my skin was...so fair."

The two girls couldn't help but feel very envious.

Before seeing Yang Yuhuan, the two of them thought their skin was good enough, but only after seeing Yang Yuhuan did they know what skin Ruobaizhi was.

"As expected of Concubine Yang."

Ren Zhuzhu read more books and couldn't help sighing.

In ancient history, Yang Yuhuan was known as the flower of shame, but now that she sees it, she is truly extraordinary, even a woman would fall for it.

"Sister Yang, can we practice after we wash away the dirt?"

Is cultivation so easy? Ren Zhuzhu has some doubts.

Yang Yuhuan shook his head, the steps on his head collided, making a clanging sound: "No, cultivation is a difficult process, bathing in the spiritual spring is just to open up your meridians, otherwise when the master washes your marrow, You will be in great pain."

Although it is only a fairy in the painting, Yang Yuhuan is also very envious of the two girls in his heart.

Unexpectedly, the two women asked He Yi to wash the marrow and cut the bones by himself. It can be seen that the two women have a certain position in He Yi's heart...  

After bathing, Yang Yuhuan took the two directly to the vermilion embroidered building.

On the second floor of the embroidered building, He Yi was already waiting.

"Sit down with your legs crossed, your mind is empty, and don't think wildly when washing the marrow, otherwise you will have aura and retrograde injury."

He Yi reminded.

After the two women sat down, they took a deep breath and said, "Understood!"

Only then did He Yi run the Taiyin Ziwei Gong, his hands condensed the vigorous spiritual energy into mist, and slowly passed them into the bodies of the two women.

"Um……"

The two girls groaned subconsciously.

Although I was ready, I didn't expect that the pain of washing the marrow would be so unbearable.

Although the temperature of the world in the painting is cool all the year round, there are still fine beads of sweat on the foreheads of the two women.

"hold onto."

He Yi said slowly: "Cultivation of the Dao itself is not easy. If it is easy to cultivate the Dao, then everyone can touch the profound meaning of the rules of the Dao. If you want to be my He Yi's apprentice, you must endure hardships."

Ren Zhuzhu and Ren Tingting grit their teeth and insist.

As two delicate girls, when have they suffered this hardship, but they know that this is just the beginning.

Once you have chosen this path, you cannot stop.

Otherwise, how can they stand by He Yi's side? They must work hard.

No matter how difficult it is!  …outside the window.

Looking at this scene, Yang Yuhuan looked a little disappointed.

"I didn't expect his strength to reach such a level."

A crisp and agile voice sounded, only to see the double-petaled golden peony that was originally planted next to the spiritual spring, slowly transformed into a human shape.

It was the peony flower demon that He Yi brought from Qingshan Town that day.

"If you are not strong, how can you save you?"

Yang Yuhuan looked at the beautiful peony: "It seems that you are not far from fully condensing into a human form."

Peony smiled slightly: "Thanks to the world in the painting and the care of my sister, it is natural to practice more with less effort."

Yang Yuhuan was different from Peony's imagination. She originally thought that Yang Yuhuan would reject her, but she didn't expect that instead of rejecting her, she took good care of her.

Every day, she will be instructed to water her spiritual spring.

Thinking of this, Peony sighed slightly, not knowing what happened to the Fox Princess Yunxi.

And the peerless man in this embroidered building, how should she repay it?