The rain was pouring and the thunder was loud.

Lu Zhengkang took out a clean cloth handkerchief and wiped the rain off Qing Ningzi's face, and gently held her cheek. Different from her hard expression, her cheek was soft and he couldn't help but move it a few times.

His fingers and knuckles pressed down on Qing Ningzi’s skin, and then bounced up vaguely. It’s hard to describe the feeling, like a leather water ball filled with hot soup. Lu Zhengkang chuckled and wiped the bridge of Qing Ningzi’s nose with his fingertips.

He pinched her nose with his fingers.

Qing Ningzi made a sound, hurriedly shrank back, and stared at Lu Zhengkang.

"Don't move around, I'll wipe the rain off for you." Lu Zhengkang spoke sternly, with the word "serious" written all over his face.

Qing Ningzi pulled off the talisman paper attached to his forehead with a bunch of serious words written on it, "What is this?"

"The gentleman's talisman, when you put this talisman on it, people will see a gentleman with a serious face."

"Tsk, the handwriting is so ugly."

Lu Zhengkang's proud expression collapsed, and he continued to wipe Qing Ningzi's forehead with a stinky face. Although she had a straight face, her eyes were crooked, and he was very angry, "I'm very serious! This talisman, but what I did yesterday

This is a work that I had an idea of ​​late, and it also has Taoist rhyme on it!"

"...I'm also very serious." Qing Ningzi lowered her head and looked at this gentleman's charm. It was indeed something full of Taoist charm. It was such an out-of-touch guy that her eyebrows almost burst into laughter.

"You are obviously laughing at me!" Lu Zhengkang was indignant. As soon as he finished speaking, there was a thunderous roar outside the sky, and the thunder and fire chain flashed, making their cheeks turn cold. In just a moment, the world became clear and Lu Zhengkang was serious.

The gentle smile could not be hidden in her expression, and she was also filled with joy when she saw Qing Ningzi dodging.

When the thunder disappeared from the sky, Qing Ningzi blinked and saw that Lu Zhengkang still looked aggrieved. It seemed like it was just an illusion, but it was not like an illusion. How could he be such a beautiful person in the illusion.

"If someone speaks big words, he will be struck by thunder from the sky." Qing Ningzi threatened him.

Lu Zhengkang was happy and not afraid, "I am afraid of thunder and lightning, but I am not afraid of slanting shadows when I am upright. My good man stands upright, and thunder cannot hit me when it comes."

"Tsk, Alu, let me ask you, do you dare to answer?"

"Why don't you dare?" Lu Zhengkang pulled her into his arms and breathed into her forehead, which was soaked by the rain. The warm warmth made her lose her composure and burst into laughter.

"Then let me ask you, have you ever loved another woman?"

Lu Zhengkang said bluntly, "It never happened naturally."

Qing Ningzi smiled, "Even if you had a childhood sweetheart, I don't care. Don't treat me as a jealous woman."

Lu Zhengkang looked serious, "I don't know, maybe there is, but I don't remember."

"What kind of reason is this? Really, it's all up to you to tell the truth from the lie. How can I tell the difference? Do you still want to hide it from me?"

"These words are absolutely true." Lu Zhengkang let go of her, silently leaning on the railing and looking into the distance, "I am a person without a past."

"Hey, is it really an evil spirit from outside the world?" Qing Ningzi looked worried.

Lu Zhengkang also exclaimed, "Look, Qing Ning'er, is there a fairy mountain in the clouds?"

Qing Ningzi followed his instructions and looked over. There were only thunderstorms in the clouds, and there were no fairy mountains anywhere.

"Is it a jade pillar, a stalactite?" Lu Zhengkang hesitated. He really saw it. The jade awl poked out from the clouds looked like a stalactite. It looked as big as a bucket from a distance. Its true appearance might be different.

It is as big as a mountain, with only one tip exposed. Hidden behind the gray and black clouds, there is still a lot of volume that has not been revealed.

"Wait here for a moment, I'll go take a look."

Qing Ningzi didn't have time to raise his hand. He suddenly turned into a cloud and rushed into the red dragon. A sword rainbow went to the horizon in an instant.

As Lu Zhengkang wandered near the Lingyun stalactite, Qing Ningzi also vaguely glimpsed the jade cone in the clouds.

Billions of thunder followed the stalactite's upside-down cone surface, seeping down like water and extending like branches. The brilliant light turned into an entity, burning and bursting with dazzling fire, permeating from the clouds. Qing Ningzi tightly

Staring at Lu Zhengkang, the boundless thunder and water reflected the silhouette of Lingyun stalactites. Gathering

The thunder water on the spire slowly condensed and formed into a drop as big as a fist. Lu Zhengkang took out the Caiyunjian and made a rainbow cloud to catch the drop of thunder water. He lowered his head and observed carefully, only to find that its quality was crystal clear.

It reflects thousands of auspicious colors and has no aroma, but it makes people very appetizing.

He was distracted in mid-air, Qing Ningzi called out from a distance, Lu Zhengkang turned his head, Qing Ningzi pointed at the top of his head.

The Lingyun stalactite disappeared deep into the misty clouds, and the flowing thunder fell down, hitting Lu Zhengkang's head right on top.

He was beaten to a pulp, and he held the Lingyun Holy Water and fell all the way down with a roar.

Qing Ningzi flew across the sky and caught him. The monks who were refining alchemy on the pavilion on the Yaochi Lake were so surprised that they looked around. However, there were also people who detected the aura of Lingyun Holy Water and exclaimed.

Lu Zhengkang was about to read the file and start over. He had no serious injuries, but he just felt a little embarrassed. However, he saw Qing Ningzi's expression was urgent, and her eyes were filled with sadness, like a dusk bird lingering around a branch. Her gentle demeanor made him feel confused, so he

Let her lead him all the way towards Yunlou.

The Qinglian Sword Sect stayed at the famous Dao Jing Pavilion in Yunlou, which was majestic and beautiful. Qing Ningzi took Lu Zhengkang into the building to practice. Many of his colleagues came to gather around him. Qing Ningzi spoke calmly and asked the Yunlou warriors to invite Kunlun.

When the palace disciple came, she temporarily rejected the visitor and returned to her room to take care of him. At this time, Lu Zhengkang's breath had stabilized, but he still pretended to be dead.

Qing Ningzi suddenly remembered that during the sword fight in Chilou, Lu Zhengkang's methods, although he didn't know the meaning, he must not be easily injured. Now, I don't know if it is true or not.

She got the healing elixir and gave it to him. When the elixir reached his mouth, he reached out and grabbed her palm, "Don't waste it."

Qing Ningzi sighed, "Okay, you're teasing me again. Is the injury okay?"

"I was careless this time and didn't use my phantom body. It's really... just now you were like a crow, and it really came true. Your man was struck by lightning. Are you happy now?"

"As the old saying goes, if you do it yourself, you will not survive!"

The two chatted and laughed for a while. Lu Zhengkang recovered from his injuries and left with Qing Ningzi. He took out the holy water he had collected earlier and said, "How about this? This is the meal that Grandmaster will give you."

There are countless wonderful materials in the world, like this holy water from the clouds, which is collected and transformed by thunder energy. It has many wonderful uses. It can be given to physical cultivators to temper the body. It can be given to alchemists to instill spiritual elixirs. It can be given to those who grow crops.

That can also nourish many spiritual plants.

Lu Zhengkang went to his uncle Sixth Master to steal a jar of fine wine and mixed it with thunder water. It burst out with many bubbles and tasted like a carbonated drink. He shared a cup with Qing Ningzi and before he knew it, he was already drunk.

Xuan Youzi searched for him everywhere at this time, and finally found him. He was drinking wine leisurely. Except for the scarred red robe, he was full of energy. He also wanted to pass on a message. It turned out that he was the leader.

Send Laojun to watch his disciples go down the mountain to save the world, and let

Lu Zhengkang, an idle man, did not attend the Dharma assembly, but went to help out. Now he could go out and travel again. Without saying a word, Lu Zhengkang stuffed the remaining half of the jar of wine into his senior brother's arms, took the girl by himself, and made a whimper toward him.
Chapter completed!