Qiu Ju suddenly started tearing and biting Zhao Yuan like she was going crazy. Zhao Yuan was startled and quickly put Qiu Ju down.
The disheveled Qiu Ju hid her face and rushed out of the door, leaving Zhao Yuan alone in a daze.
What offense did you commit today?
Zhao Yuan shook his head and smiled bitterly.
Vaguely, Zhao Yuan felt something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong.
Zhao Yuan, who was already burning with desire, had no choice but to practice and use "quietness" to extinguish the raging flames.
After a night of tenderness, Zhao Yuan stopped thinking and began to use two cauldron fires to temper the Martial Witch Seal and launch an attack on the mysterious rune. The mysterious rune that kept devouring Zhao Yuan's energy was in the Martial Witch Seal.
Under the attack of the fire of the furnace and the cauldron, they began to retreat.
What surprised Zhao Yuan was that after the mysterious rune was tempered, it actually fed back endless power. Every time it was tempered, the power of the mysterious rune would penetrate into Zhao Yuan's limbs and bones.
Faced with this good phenomenon, Zhao Yuan was overjoyed. This is a good phenomenon!
Now, it is a virtuous cycle. As long as he works tirelessly to practice, it is only a matter of time before he refines the mysterious rune. Moreover, once he refines the mysterious rune, the energy accumulated in his body will make further progress, because
, that mysterious rune itself is the ancient power that dominates the creation of heaven and earth.
Just as Zhao Yuan guessed.
The runes planted by Master Ruolin on him are similar to ancient magic circles. This magic circle can connect with the power of ancient gods, swallow the host's energy bit by bit, and transport the host's energy to the mysterious space. Finally,
, the host absorbs the essence and blood and dies.
Now, Zhao Yuan reversed the initial situation. The fire of the furnace and the seal of the martial witch not only defeated the mysterious rune, but also refined the destructive power connected to the rune for use.
Zhao Yuan's body is like a huge furnace. He not only refines any external things, but can also transform them into his own power.
Of course, there is also a lot of luck involved.
Without the seal of the martial witch, Zhao Yuanguang would not be able to refine the mysterious runes with the fire of the furnace.
Use the spear of the son to attack the shield of the son.
The Seal of Martial Arts and the mysterious talisman text are from the same ancestor. They have similar auras and can be assimilated to each other. With the help of the endless spiritual power of the furnace fire, the mysterious talisman
Wen Wan defeated the Seal of the Divine Martial Witch...
…
I practiced all night and was speechless.
In the morning, Zhao Yuan finished practicing. His face, which was originally sick, was already full of energy, and his thin figure actually became much plumper overnight.
"You can't stay here for long." Cao Shenxian came out with two dark circles under his eyes.
"..." Looking at Cao Shenxian's haggard appearance due to kidney failure, Zhao Yuan could only remain silent.
Today is a big day.
The finals of the Jucheng Flower Fair, which takes place every five years, are about to begin.
Chrysanthemums are placed everywhere in the streets and alleys of Jucheng.
Chrysanthemums have their own characteristics, some are beautiful and elegant, some are bright and eye-catching, some hold their heads high...Chrysanthemums are in full bloom, colorful and in various shapes.
Here is a cluster, there is a cluster, competing to bloom, colorful, colorful, competing for beauty. The red ones are like a ball of fire, the yellow ones are like a pile of gold, and the white ones are like silver threads. Among the flowers, some are in bud.
The flower buds and petals rush outward layer by layer. The blossoming chrysanthemums are like balls carved from ivory. They stand proudly under the sun and are extremely beautiful.
The streets are crowded with people.
Some peddlers and lackeys have already occupied some good positions, and some poor students have also set up stalls.
Today is the last day. For some small traders, it is the best day for business. But for some poor scholars, if they do not save enough travel expenses today, they will have to endure hardships when they return home. Therefore, they all opened their throats and worked hard.
Yeah, I hope it attracts the attention of passers-by.
Zhao Yuan became the center of attention.
When Zhao Yuan came out of the room, he was immediately surrounded by the girls from Wanhua Tower and was submerged in the pile of makeup.
These days, under the influence of Zhao Yuan's celebrity, Wanhua Building can be said to be bustling with people, and the girls in Wanhua Building are full of curiosity about Zhao Yuan who does not leave home. Today is the last day, even if they like
Girls who were sleeping in also got up early to catch a glimpse of Zhao Yuan's style.
After several days of self-cultivation, today Zhao Yuan is wearing a sapphire blue robe, and his appearance is majestic, like a jade tree facing the wind.
Boss Wu from Wanhua Tower sent it to him in person. These days, Boss Wu has made a lot of money. Not only is Wanhua Tower crowded with people, but also several of Zhao Yuan's works in his hands have been increasing rapidly, and they have reached 20,000 imperial coins a piece.
Of course, Boss Wu will not sell it, because he is waiting for Zhao Yuan to win the Oiran, and the painting in his hand will immediately be ten times the current market price...
Amid the screams of the girls, Zhao Yuan stepped out of Wanhua Tower.
Among the flowers, Zhao Yuan did not see Qiu Ju.
"Boss Wu, where is Qiu Ju?" Zhao Yuan couldn't help but ask.
"Qiu Ju...this...she...is gone..."
"Oh." Zhao Yuan didn't take it seriously. Apart from signing a prostitution contract, girls in brothels have freedom of life and great mobility. There is nothing strange about Qiu Ju leaving Wanhua House.
Of course, Zhao Yuan still felt strange, but in such a complicated environment, it was not convenient for Zhao Yuan to ask further.
"Why are you asking Qiu Ju?" Cao Shenxian asked casually while yawning.
"Qiu Ju came over to chat with me last night..."
"What! Qiu Ju is accompanying you?" Cao Shenxian, who was originally depressed, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Yuan.
"Is there a problem?" Zhao Yuan was stunned.
"There is no girl named Qiu Ju in Wanhua Tower!" Cao Shenxian looked at Zhao Yuan blankly.
"Isn't Wanhua Tower named after a flower? It's normal to be named after Qiu Ju. Why isn't there a girl named Qiu Ju?" Zhao Yuan was also a little confused.
"You don't know something. In Jucheng, the northern capital, chrysanthemums are respected. No girl from a brothel will use chrysanthemums as her stage name to show her humility."
"I see...but..."
"You must have remembered it wrong. By the way, is that girl pretty?" Cao Shenxian said with a lewd smile.
"very beautiful."
"Very beautiful...how does it compare to that peony?" Cao Shenxian looked back and pointed at a young woman who was seeing her off. The woman immediately responded with a faint smile. The smile was heart-pounding.
"You can't compare to the vulgar ones!" Zhao Yuan glanced at the girl named Peony and shook his head. Although that girl was also pretty, she didn't have the grace and splendor of Chrysanthemum.
"Bah, Peony is the top star of Wanhua Tower, and you actually call him a vulgar fan. I have seen all the beautiful girls in Wanhua Tower these days, but there is no one more beautiful than Peony."
"hehe."
Zhao Yuan smiled and thought to himself.
Could it be that Chrysanthemum is a newcomer to Wanhua Building and hasn’t received guests yet?
Zhao Yuan wanted to ask clearly, but unfortunately Boss Wu was no longer with him, so Zhao Yuan had no choice but to give up.
…
"Third sister, I have been waiting for several days at the foot of Jingshan Town, but you came to Jucheng, the northern capital!"
The girl who was looking for Zhao Yuan to buy paintings in Jingshan Town glared at Qiu Ju, as if she was going to beat her up, and beside them stood the sixth aunt and the charming and beautiful woman.
Aunt Six and the beautiful woman shook their heads, looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
"I didn't ask you to wait for me."
Qiu Ju looked indifferent, walked to the window, and looked at the figure leaving behind surrounded by people. That figure was particularly majestic, tall, and graceful.
Why didn't you stay last night?
"Hey..." Qiu Ju sighed.
"Third sister, let's go to the Jucheng Flower Party. It is said that the oiran will be chosen today.
"There's no need to go, it's Zhao Yuan." Qiu Ju shook her head.
"Zhao Yuan...which Zhao Yuan? Zhao Yuan from Blackwater City?!" The girl's delicate body trembled.
"No, it's Zhao Wen. He likes others to call him Zhao Yuan. Moreover, he is a gentle scholar, not a crazy and reckless man who only kills people."
"Hey, hey... what are you talking about? Who is crazy? Who is the reckless man? He is the hero of the Qin Empire, a hero galloping among thousands of troops. Without him, I'm afraid you would have been captured by the Shanyu and oppressed
Mrs. Zhai."
The girl's white fingers almost poked Qiu Ju's face. However, Qiu Ju seemed to be used to it and didn't notice it. She still had a calm and calm expression.
"A reckless man is a reckless man. No matter how great his achievements are, he is still a reckless man." Qiu Ju said lightly.
"You...hum! A reckless man is better than a greedy person who is afraid of death. You think I don't know that Zhao Yuan." The girl snorted coldly.