Ma Hongjun touched the tip of his nose, hesitated and said, "Uncle, what is it?"
"Haha, you are calm."
Shui Yuntian showed a surprised expression, and his own daughter even hid her face and ran away. This kid could still keep his face straight. I don't know if he was thick-skinned enough or if he could really keep his composure.
"Although I approve of you, if you want to take Bing'er away, you must prove to me that you have the strength to protect her. At nine o'clock tomorrow morning, ask the servant to bring you to the martial arts field to meet me."
"No problem." Ma Hongjun said readily. He also wanted to see how strong his father-in-law was.
"Okay, you can go down too."
Shui Yuntian looked at the confident Ma Hongjun and nodded appreciatively, hoping that this prospective son-in-law could give him another surprise.
After bowing and leaving, Ma Hongjun left the study and found Shui Bing'er waiting for him in the yard.
"Binger!"
"ah!"
Shui Bing'er screamed like a frightened rabbit, not daring to look at Ma Hongjun at all.
"Find a quiet place and I'll teach you how to practice, so that I can feel relieved sooner."
Ma Hongjun smiled, naturally took Shui Bing'er's hand, and shook it gently.
"Um!"
Shui Bing'er's panicked expression gradually calmed down as Ma Hongjun held her cold, slender hand.
"Go to my room? Or go to your room?"
"ah?"
Ma Hongjun's question caused Shui Bing'er's newly stabilized mentality to panic again.
Looking at Shui Bing'er who was a little overwhelmed, Ma Hongjun was a little bit dumbfounded.
"You don't want to practice in the yard or the pavilion, do you?"
"No, it can't be done?" Shui Bing'er asked in a panic.
Ma Hongjun shook his head, "The climate in the far north is cold, and your constitution is fragile due to the influence of the terminal pulse, so of course you can't do it outside."
As he spoke, Ma Hongjun smiled and raised his hand to scratch Shui Bing'er's little nose, which looked flustered.
"Then, let's go to my room."
Shui Bing'er looked hesitant. She didn't dare to go to Ma Hongjun's room in the middle of the night. If he wanted to do something, would she agree? Or agree? Or agree?
Thieves don't feel safe.
But she forgot that if Ma Hongjun really wanted to do something in her boudoir, she would not be able to escape and would not feel safe.
After twisting and turning all the way, we arrived at Shui Bing'er's room.
The decoration of her boudoir is very similar to her personality, with a fresh and elegant style, but there are some differences.
On the south side of the room, near the window, there is a large soft bed. What is strange is that the soft and fluffy bedding is all in festive bright red.
Ma Hongjun looked at the big red bed, then at Shui Bing'er, and his heartbeat began to speed up involuntarily.
"Bing'er, why do you use this color?"
"Tai Shang Tai Xing, constantly responding to changes,..."
The mantra for purifying the mind sounded in his heart, and Ma Hongjun cut off the thoughts rising in his heart.
"Because this color can give me warmth. What's wrong, Hongjun, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Shui Bing'er's face turned red again as if she felt Ma Hongjun's hot breath.
"It's okay, let's get started!"
The ripples in his heart were cut off, and Ma Hongjun thought to himself that he was overthinking it. Judging from Shui Bing'er's appearance, it was obvious that she didn't know that red quilts were usually covered only for weddings. Maybe weddings in this world are the same as in the West in her previous life.
"How to do it?"
Shui Bing'er breathed a sigh of relief, it's okay!
"Take off your shoes and get on the bed." Ma Hongjun said simply, with no trace of color in his calm starry eyes.
Shui Bing'er didn't move, she just looked at Ma Hongjun quietly. Seeing that his eyes were as pure as water, calm and without any evil intentions, she nodded.
Ma Hongjun knew what she was worried about and gave her a reassuring smile.
"Sanpao, please go to the door and protect us. No one is allowed in without my permission."
Taking the slime out of his arms and returning to his true form as Luo Sanpao, Ma Hongjun said, the flame ring in his left hand flashed with red light, and he handed a spiritual ginseng as thick as an arm to Luo Sanpao.
"Hey!"
Mengmeng's big eyes lit up, her fat and short body jumped, she grabbed the "big carrot" in one mouth, twerked her little buttocks, and ran out the door with a bang.
There is no level in Luo Sanpao's cultivation, only realm restrictions.
Therefore, no matter whether the master is level 31 or level 40, the upper limit of the soul power that his body can hold is level 40.
If the master does not break through, it will have a soul power of level 40. What level should the master be?
The master is a normal soul master. Although his soul power feeds him back, the master's cultivation speed has been very fast, and he is now at level thirty-six. However, the soul master's soul power is not only absorbed and refined, but also requires soul.
Master, use your mind to polish and refine it.
But Luo Sanpao doesn't need to do this. It is a spiritual body itself and has no soul or body, so it only needs to be absorbed and refined.
This is why there is no difference between level 31 and level 40 for it, because it has no level bottleneck restrictions.
This is also the reason why it can quickly replenish soul power with intestinal restoration and elixir.
Moreover, the soul master's soul ring is attached to the martial soul, so no matter how far away Luo Sanpao is from the master, he can use soul skills normally. After all, he has already been able to use soul skills on his own.
But the master is not good. As long as it exceeds the range of one thousand meters, he cannot sense Luo Sanpao and cannot recall it.
Unless Luo Sanpao's own soul power is exhausted and dissipated or is shattered, he can return to the master's body.
Moreover, if the master directs Luo Sanpao to fight, the controllable range is only 100 meters. Beyond 100 meters, he can no longer direct Luo Sanpao to fight and can only rely on Luo Sanpao himself.
The master knows that he is already old. Even if he practices hard, his ultimate achievements will be limited. He has missed the best age for cultivation.
So although he is still practicing hard, his main energy is still on researching martial arts, runes, etc.
And generally he is not needed to fight, so it is actually quite good to let Luo Sanpao follow Ma Hongjun.
But with Ma Hongjun, there is no such worry. After all, Luo Sanpao is also his brother and uncle, so how can he treat him badly?
Therefore, if Shrek's master, who is thousands of miles away, wants to fight, he can only rely on his own soul power and Tai Chi sword. His current situation is the same as if he had no martial soul.
Only when Luo Sanpao returns, or dissipates and breaks, can the master summon the martial spirit again.
Of course, if Luo Sanpao is broken, the master will also suffer backlash, and he will have to wait until the martial spirit is reshaped before he can summon Luo Sanpao again.
However, Luo Sanpao has made considerable progress under the master's training. Not to mention other things, just the fact that the transformed soul master can speak human language is very remarkable.
Instead of saying "Hey!" like before, no one could understand the Shang dialect except the master and Ma Hongjun.
Luo Sanpao went to protect the law outside the door. There was a "big radish" that he liked the most. Even if he transformed into Tang Hao and fought with full force, he could hold on for one second longer.
There are many kinds of elixirs that Ma Hongjun can induce, but Luo Sanpao's favorite is the ginseng with the thickness of big white radish. I don't know if it's because he was used to eating big white radish before.
Anyway, when Ma Hongjun saw Luo Sanpao eating ginseng, the way he looked at it was exactly the same as eating a big white radish before.
Shui Bing'er was sure that Ma Hongjun had no other ideas and was not trying to cause trouble, so she obediently took off her shoes and got on the bed, and Ma Hongjun followed her and sat on the edge of the bed.
It's a pity that Ma Hongjun is a principled person, otherwise Ma Hongjun really wanted to pounce on Shui Bing'er and eat her just because of Shui Bing'er's blushing, cute and charming appearance.
"Bing'er, my spiritual sense, that is, mental power, can be used to look outward and inward. I will use my spiritual sense to guide you later, and you can use your mind to carefully understand the conditions of the meridians in your body, so that we can start the next step." Ma Hongjun said seriously.
said.
"Um!"
Facing Ma Hongjun's starry eyes, which had no evil thoughts, and his gaze as clear as water, Shui Bing'er's restless heart calmed down.
He clenched his right hand into a sword finger and gently pressed it against Shui Bing'er's eyebrows. Ma Hongjun shouted softly, "Relax and don't resist."
Shui Bing'er felt like something was about to invade her body and subconsciously wanted to resist. When she heard Ma Hongjun's soft drink, she realized and relaxed completely.
The spiritual consciousness entered Shui Bing'er's eyebrows along the fingertips, and a transparent humanoid shadow appeared in Shui Bing'er's sea of consciousness.
In the distance, Ma Hongjun saw the phantom transformed by spiritual consciousness. In Shui Bing'er's sea of consciousness, there was a translucent ball of light about thirty to forty centimeters in diameter suspended, like a bright moon hanging in the silent void.
It should be Shui Bing'er's soul.
The moment his spiritual consciousness entered Shui Bing'er's sea of consciousness, a transparent shadow of Ma Hongjun appeared in Shui Bing'er's mind, which was exactly the body shape of his spiritual consciousness.