In Ling Qingzhu's state of mind, she would not normally lose her composure like this unless she couldn't help it.
It is true that He Wenlong is too legendary and made the former Guyue envious and jealous. Especially the He Wenlong in the extra story, he wished he could be replaced by others.
"Huh? I have been anonymous for more than five hundred years, but I didn't expect Miss Yue to have heard of me." He Wenlong was also a little surprised by Ling Qingzhu's reaction.
Any female monk would feel disgust, fear and hatred after hearing his name, but he did not feel these emotions from Ling Qingzhu.
"Well, I know a little bit about it."
Originally, Ling Qingzhu planned to use Moon Eyes to cast illusions in order for his new bodyguards to trust him more and let them see a memory of his previous battle.
However, after learning that the other party was actually He Wenlong, this idea was immediately abandoned.
"A True King in the late stage of Soul Forging Realm. However, considering that you do not have this talent yourself and rely on the art of tonic to reach this realm, I will first teach you a technique for cultivating the soul. I want to prove it.
To become an emperor, qualifications, foundation, and understanding are all indispensable, and the enhancement of the soul can improve the understanding." Ling Qingzhu said to He Wenlong.
"It all depends on Miss Yue."
He Wenlong had no idea how to attain enlightenment and become emperor, so he could only obey Ling Qingzhu's arrangements, not to mention that he could get a technique for cultivating the soul for free.
"Well, look into my eyes and don't resist. I will teach you the technique directly."
With Yuetong, it is very convenient. In the past, when you taught the skills, you still needed to dictate them orally or on jade slips. Now you only need to imprint the skills you want to teach directly into the other person's mind in the form of illusion.
Not to mention talent, He Wenlong's decisive attitude towards his own judgment and his always indifferent mood made Ling Qingzhu sincerely appreciate him.
After He Wenlong chose to believe in Ling Qingzhu, he did not resist at all when Ling Qingzhu's moon pupils were affected by the illusion.
Jingshen Jue, a top-grade earth-level skill, also comes with a soul martial skill Jingshen Stab, which condenses mental power or consciousness into needles and thrusts them out.
And He Wenlong himself is the owner of twin martial souls. In addition to the demonic martial soul that is good at speed, he also has a spiritual piercing martial soul, which complements each other.
Of course, Ling Qingzhu couldn't just pass on a technique. She also passed on some needed elixirs and weapon-refining materials to He Wenlong's mind.
And considering that the names of the elixirs and weapon-refining materials may be different in different worlds, what she passed on were the memory images she had seen with her own eyes, as well as descriptions of the effects of the elixirs and the properties of the weapon-refining materials.
Then Ling Qingzhu discovered that in just a short moment, only half of his soul power was left.
The Soul Forging Realm is the Soul Forging Realm. Even if there is no resistance, it would be extremely difficult for Ling Qingzhu to cast illusions on the Soul Forging Realm with Ling Qingzhu's current soul power.
"Now I need to open up and expand the Dantian Qi sea, and you also need to lay a solid foundation. These elixirs and stone ore meteorite are all things we urgently need at this stage. It's up to you to collect them." Since Ling Qingzhu gave him the benefit, he directly
I started to hire people rudely.
"Although I can't let you directly prove the Tao and become an emperor, I will try my best to help you quickly improve your strength during the ten years you have protected me. Otherwise, how can you protect me when facing those magical emperors?" Ling Qingzhu said again
Give He Wenlong a boost.
"Don't worry, Miss Yue. I will collect all these elixirs and meteorites and bring them back as soon as possible within one month at the latest." He Wenlong promised.
Since it is to improve his own strength, He Wenlong's enthusiasm is absolutely unprecedented.
Five hundred years ago, Guan Hongdie was a swordsman who was famous all over China, with unrivaled splendor, and he was just a small figure, but he secretly attacked Guan Hongdie at that time and took away all the fortune and benefits from Guan Hongdie, so he was able to
Be promoted to true king.
However, he did not expect that Guan Hongdie did not die. Instead, he begged a second life from the Red Spirit True Emperor Yan Huihong. In addition, the puppet body could not feel pain, and his strength became stronger with the support of hatred and obsession.
One floor.
Just because he is not strong enough and is afraid of being revenged by Guan Hongdie, He Wenlong has been hiding incognito for five hundred years. Now that he has the opportunity to improve his strength, he naturally hopes to do so as soon as possible.
After assuring Ling Qingzhu, He Wenlong immediately put on his cloak again and left the house, and left Huangxin City directly towards Zhongzhou Imperial City.
It is definitely impossible to slowly collect so many elixirs and stone ore meteorites in a small fifth-level immortal kingdom. However, higher-level immortal kingdoms have their own rulers, and the resources are basically occupied.
Since he wanted to collect everything but didn't want to spend too long, He Wenlong had no choice but to go to the most prosperous area in China, the Imperial City.
Ling Qingzhu naturally knew exactly what kind of person He Wenlong was, but when he looked at He Wenlong's leaving figure, his heart felt as calm as the surface of a dead lake.
First, because she and He Wenlong have made an oath to each other and are already considered their own.
The second reason is that she is no longer the innocent person she was when she first traveled to the Tianwu Realm.
People will change, and kindness, integrity, and the chivalrous spirit of drawing a sword to help when the road is rough will gradually be erased.
She is someone who has seen real hell, and her naive thoughts will only kill herself and the important people around her.
Ling Qingzhu has forgotten exactly when it started. She only remembers that one day she personally sealed the ability to judge good and evil by looking at people's karma.
The original kindness and benevolence are no longer there. From now on, we only distinguish whether people are of use to us, whether they are enemies or friends.
In his heart full of wounds, only his unchanging obsession and ruthless killing of enemies are left, as well as a little bit of warmth left to his relatives and friends around him.
Closing her eyes, Ling Qingzhu gradually fell into sleep.
"I'm so tired. I've worked very hard. I'm so tired. When can I see you again? I miss you so much. I'm so tired, so tired... But I can't stop yet."
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"I didn't expect that just after I relaxed because I didn't have to worry about running around, I would have this boring dream again."
Ling Qingzhu, who was sleeping on the table, slowly opened his eyes, rubbed his eyebrows, and wanted to drink some water.
"Um?"
Putting down the empty teapot and teacup in his hands, Ling Qingzhu left the room and climbed onto the roof.
This should be regarded as one of Ling Qingzhu's few hobbies, looking at the stars in the sky and combing through the details in his memory.
Although it was unlikely, she was still afraid that the picture of ordinary life, which occupied only a few tenths of her total memory, would fade even slightly.
Recalling the details of the dream just now, the intrigues, intrigues, bloody hands that deprived one life after another, this was completely different from the life she longed for.
"It would be great if I didn't travel through time!" I often think like this in my heart.