On Longchi Mountain, Qin Xuan and Jun Wushuang sat with each other, sipping light tea.
The fragrance of tea is so delicate that even the best tea in Kyoto may not even be tasted by the rich and famous, because this tea comes from Shennong.
"The taste is still a bit bad!" Qin Xuan was slightly dissatisfied after finishing the cup.
Qin Yan'er's expression changed slightly, "Qing Emperor, let me make another pot."
If the tea is not good, it is naturally because she, the maid, is not good at making it.
"Use spiritual liquid!" Qin Xuan smiled faintly and gave some instructions.
Qin Yan'er couldn't help but be surprised, picked up the teapot and left in a hurry.
Jun Wushuang frowned, and the little finger of her right hand holding the teacup was twitching slightly. She seemed to be restraining something. She was in the Longchi spiritual vein, and the spiritual energy was mist. Ordinary people would feel cool and refreshed in their lungs just by taking a breath.
The air was refreshing. But for Jun Wushuang, it felt like inhaling thick smoke.
The swallowing spirit bloodline is devouring spiritual energy all the time. If you stay in a place with strong spiritual energy for a long time, the critical point of the spiritual energy explosion in Jun Wushuang will be earlier and earlier.
This is a life-threatening matter.
However, Jun Wushuang was still holding back. All she thought about was the great opportunity that Qin Xuan mentioned.
She didn't think Qin Xuan was lying to him. Jun Wushuang knew very well that she was not qualified yet.
Qin Xuan looked at Jun Wushuang's appearance and smiled softly, "Although it is painful, this place still has some benefits for you."
Jun Wushuang was startled, a little confused.
"Next time before the swallowing bloodline breaks out, if I can help you heal, these spiritual energy will be the foundation for your path!" Qin Xuan didn't say too much, it would still take several years for the spiritual energy in Jun Wushuang to explode.
The realm of golden elixir?
Qin Xuan smiled faintly. He didn't plan to delay it for too long. It was just a golden elixir. If it wasn't limited by the environment, he would have already made it.
Looking at Mo Qinglian and Qin Yan'er, they are already at the Golden Core Realm. It is really unreasonable that he, the Qing Emperor, is still at the Qi Refining Realm.
Jun Wushuang's face was shocked, "Please give me some advice from Emperor Qing!"
At this time, Qin Yan'er had brewed another pot of spiritual tea. The tea was white and green, but had a slight aroma of tea, but it left an unforgettable taste in the mouth.
"Stay in this mountain for ten days, there will be some pain and suffering!" Qin Xuan put down the teacup, "But it will be good for you in the future. One thing you need to know is that the journey of cultivation is long and boring, far better than what you have done before.
The suffering without leaving home is a million times worse than these ten days."
Qin Xuan stood up leisurely, "You decide for yourself."
Qin Xuan walked with his hands behind his back, not paying attention to Jun Wushuang. However, in the next few days, there was one more person in the formation. His face was pale, and he tolerated the pain but never left the formation.
In the past few days, Qin Xuan has not been practicing.
Condensing the golden elixir is not a temporary achievement. The most important thing is that now the Longchi spiritual veins are not enough for him to practice, it is very little.
During this period of time, Qin Xuan occasionally took a look at the elixirs in the medicine garden and took out the spiritual liquid to water and nourish them. He occasionally took out the sacred tree Xuanding to refine the Yinglong Ni Bone. Unfortunately, after several days of refinement,
Even the first layer of Yinglong Nigu has not been refined, and even the sacred wood Xuanding was burned red by the green fire.
Occasionally, Qin Xuan would talk to Qin Ling and explain the mysteries of scriptures, mixed with some interesting things in the world of cultivation.
Occasionally, Qin Xuan would use his fingers as swords to spar with Mo Qinglian to solve his doubts.
Occasionally, Qin Xuan would stand in the Qianzi Villa, watch TV, occasionally surf the Internet, and sometimes even play a game.
The road is long, but I can steal a few days of leisure.
Apart from Qin Xuan who is so leisurely, I'm afraid Qin Ling is the only one.
Regarding the path of cultivation, Qin Ling is not like Qin Yan'er and Mo Qinglian. She is more willful. When she wants to practice, she will practice for a while. If she doesn't want to practice, she will have fun with the Bear King and her son. Occasionally, she will even pull Qin Yan'er. Go down and go shopping.
Qin Xuan never urged him, and occasionally he seemed to smile knowingly when he saw Qin Ling having fun.
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Outside Qianzi Villa, Qin Ling pouted.
At first, she was indeed very excited, looking at the wonderful scenery in the formation on the top of Longchi Mountain. Unfortunately, after having fun for the past few days, she felt a little bored.
After all, she is still a child at heart, liking the new and hating the old.
But just now, Qin Ling wanted to take Mo Qinglian and Qin Yan'er to go shopping, but unfortunately, they refused.
Therefore, Qin Ling was very unhappy. She was a little unhappy on the swing in front of the villa.
Suddenly, Qin Ling's eyes paused, and her eyes fell on the figure walking not far away.
This is a woman, about thirty years old, holding a Tibetan mastiff that is almost one meter tall.
She seemed to be walking her dog. The Tibetan Mastiff was very fierce, and his eyes seemed to be gnawing at people. After seeing Qin Ling, she stared at him for a few times and then ignored him.
However, Qin Ling's eyes lit up slightly. She had never seen a Tibetan Mastiff before, and this Tibetan Mastiff was very powerful.
The woman also saw Qin Ling and was slightly startled.
"Little sister, are you at home alone?" the woman asked with a smile, her eyes falling on the Ganzi Villa.
The owner of Qianzi Villa seems very mysterious in the entire villa in Longchi Mountain. The entire Longchi Villa area is so big. Most of the people here are dignitaries and they almost all know each other. Only the owner of Qianzi Villa, the entire Longchi Villa area, is very mysterious. It seems that no one in the Longchi Villa area knows anyone.
However, some people know that the owner here is a beautiful woman.
The woman was a little disappointed and sneered secretly. If Mo Qinglian was here, he would definitely know who this woman was.
When Qin Xuan came back, this woman cursed her like a vixen, but was frightened back by Qin Xuan's look.
"Of course not!" Qin Ling was simple-minded and had no doubt that he was there. "Brother Qin Xuan, sister Qinglian, sister Yan'er, and sister Wushuang are all here."
This time, it was the woman's turn to be surprised.
Are they all there?
Her eyes fell on the villa, and she couldn't help but be slightly confused.
In the past few days, she came here almost every day, and she still took the pure-blood Tibetan mastiff that her husband spent millions to buy. Unfortunately, she rarely saw anyone entering or leaving the villa.
The woman's mind is also very simple, not complicated. She was jealous of Mo Qinglian before and was frightened by Qin Xuan's glance. Naturally, she was a little resentful towards the owner of the Ganzi Villa.
As for bringing the Tibetan Mastiff, it was just to show off his power. After all, even three or five strong men would be frightened by this Tibetan Mastiff. Women also have some vicious thoughts, such as accidentally letting the Tibetan Mastiff tear the vixen's body apart. Face... But the woman knew very well that this was impossible. She was not stupid enough to harm her personally, even though her family was considered rich or noble.
"Auntie, is this your dog?" Qin Ling quickly noticed the Tibetan Mastiff and asked curiously.
Aunt?
The woman's face couldn't help but darken slightly, and her smile froze.
"Yes!" She gritted her teeth and spit out one word. She now felt that the innocent girl in front of her didn't seem to be a good person anymore.