Late at night, at Wu Wang's residence in the main pavilion of Renhuang Pavilion, Lin Suqing was busy in the quiet room on the second floor.
She placed a jade vat in the middle of the quiet room and activated the restrictions engraved on it. According to the instructions of the senior who came to deliver the medicine just now, she added 60% of the clear spring water to the jade vat, crushed all kinds of elixirs, and ordered
Add, keep the ban open, and wait for the potion to become clear again.
"Su Qing——"
Mu Daxian yawned, leaned his small body against the door frame, and wondered: "Are we going to cook the question?"
"Medicated bath! This is a medicinal bath!"
Lin Su gently took a handkerchief, wiped the medicinal liquid on his hand, and explained: "The young master is practicing. When he comes back, he will take a medicinal bath to assist in his practice."
Dongfang Mumu was a little confused: "Isn't medicated bathing done by physical practitioners? Your brain is so useful when writing questions, why don't you use spiritual practice?"
"Well...these medicines are quite expensive anyway, so taking a dip in them will definitely be beneficial."
Lin Su chuckled: "We can't ask more about the young master's thoughts."
While the two were talking, they suddenly heard a strange voice calling from the window:
"Fairy Suqing, please come out and take over the master of Wuwang Hall."
Then came Wu Wan's extremely weak voice:
"No, I'll just go up there myself. I'll have to worry about the two seniors escorting these dozens of feet."
"Master, can you do this?"
"I'll help you in."
"No, no, no, I'm just out of strength..."
Lin Suqing blinked and hurriedly ran to the stairs, just in time to see Wu Wan closing the door, staggering a few steps, and slowly sitting down while holding on to the back of a chair.
"Master, what's wrong with you!"
Lin Suqing looked anxious and rushed to Wu Juan's side with Mu Daxian. She wanted to help him but didn't dare to take action, so she could only wrap Wu Juan with magic power.
Although Wu Wan's face was rosy at this moment, he was filled with a strong sense of fatigue, and his eyelids were already fighting.
Wu Wan murmured: "Su Qing, take me to a medicinal bath."
"Hey," Lin Suqing agreed, using her magic power to lift Wu Wan and rush to the quiet room on the second floor.
Only then did she notice that Wu Wan's clothes had been replaced by the most common armor among the immortal soldiers of Renhuang Pavilion.
When he reached the second floor, Wu Wan jumped directly into the jade vat, took off his upper body armor and threw it aside. He sat down naked in the potion and yawned deeply.
He no longer had the energy to meditate.
"It's okay, Su Qing, let me stay here for one night."
"Master, why don't you take off your pants? Will they be uncomfortably tight?"
Wu Wan reluctantly opened his eyes and said, "How can I take off my clothes if you don't get out..."
Lin Suqing's face was slightly red and her voice was trembling slightly, but she still said to herself: "You are still so serious about me. Isn't this a normal service?"
Wow!
Mu Daxian covered his face with his two chubby hands. Between his fingers, the two big black eyes were extremely bright.
"Hululu-"
There was already a sound of snoring in the jade jar.
Wu Wang tilted his head, sat there and fell asleep tiredly; a little spiritual energy flowed towards him, and his body absorbed the nourishing power of the water on its own.
Lin Su blinked lightly, stood thoughtfully for a while, and then carried Mu Daxian out of the quiet room.
She asked Mu Daxian to use his immortal power to seal this place, and then activated the small building's built-in spirit gathering formation, directing all the spiritual energy to the quiet room where Wu Wan was.
Wu Wan slept for four hours. When he woke up, he was full of energy. The clear vat of medicinal soup had become turbid again.
Worried that Lin Suqing would have trouble cleaning it up, Wu Wang lit a wisp of flame with his fingertips and burned the medicine residue and waste water inside it directly, but it did not damage the jade vat at all, and no water vapor spread.
This ability to control fire with his hands is naturally due to his spiritual thoughts that are comparable to those of a true immortal master.
After taking off his wet trousers, Wu Wang changed into comfortable clothes, stood on the window sill to take a breath, took out a bottle of water brought from Beiye from his magic weapon, and took a sip.
Yesterday, it was badly repaired.
[The golden dragon transformation that fully activates the Star God bloodline cannot last for long, which is indeed a big drawback.]
In future duels with strong players, you can't always count the time of exit.
Is it possible that he still wants to put a ruby that makes a beeping sound on his chest? At the critical moment, he reminds himself that time is almost up, so he can either use his big moves to fight hard or run away for his life?
The combat effect is full.
Wu laughed wildly, also amused by the picture he imagined.
Pavilion Master Liu is right, using the Star God's blood to temper the body is the right way, but relying entirely on the Star God's divine power for transformation is inappropriate.
The former is a shortcut to make yourself stronger, while the latter is just a back-up when you go all out.
Physical cultivation is also a type of spiritual practice.
Spiritual cultivation is to cultivate the mind of the self, and physical cultivation is to cultivate the body of the self. In fact, all monks do not practice the same thing alone. The so-called spiritual cultivation and physical cultivation are biased against each other.
It's just that spiritual practice is more in line with the Tao and is similar to nature. It is easier to improve the Tao realm. Fighting has the advantage of long hands, so it has become the mainstream way of practice in the human world.
What made Wu Wang very regretful was that he only received beatings and exerted strength last night, and did not come into contact with the corpse of the fierce god.
At least let him inspect the goods first.
"Master?"
Lin Suqing poked her head at the door and whispered, "Are you feeling better?"
"Yesterday I was physically exhausted. Only by completely tiring my body can I find an opportunity to break through the upper limit."
Wu Wan put away the water bag, straightened his face, and smiled coldly.
"We haven't finished what happened yesterday."
"That, that, hee hee, this!"
Lin Suqing pretended to be stunned, "Ah, I still have something to do!"
"Frozen."
A simple little star prayer technique, the cold atmosphere filled the whole building.
Lin Suqing kept holding up her skirt and leaning forward slightly, and was sealed in the square ice cube.
Wu Wan also thoughtfully left a finger-wide gap between her chest and back.
Although the monks who have established the foundation have an inner circumference and will not be suffocated to death, they still have to guard against her, lest she later say that she is not growing anymore and it is all because of the thermal expansion and contraction caused by his freezing.
"Tsk, tsk, run away, gravekeeper."
Wu Wang strolled over with his hands behind his back, looking back and forth, left and right, and gesturing with his fingers, carving a few words here, drawing a bastard there...
Art originates from childlike innocence.
Wu Wan was feeling proud when he suddenly caught the muttering coming from Mu Daxian's room on the third floor:
"Is this all you need to do to immobilize someone?"
At this moment, a certain young master's forehead was covered with black lines, and he looked at the ice cubes in front of him, suddenly feeling a little bored.
It's as if all the beauty in the world has turned into pure white.
Not interesting.
Wu Wang put his hands behind his back, blew on the ice in front of him, turned around and walked downstairs.
The ice cubes dissipate.
Lin Suqing's eyes were full of intolerance, and she raised her hand to call out to Wu Wan, but she could only purse her lips and watch his back as he left step by step.
The congenital god who gave the young master a strange disease is extremely evil!
I must scold her from now on!
"Mumu! Let's have a good talk today!"
Lin Suqing straightened her face, rushed to the second floor with her skirt in hand, and asked Dongfang Mumu to hold up a layer of barrier.
A few moments later, in front of the attic.
Wu Wan put on a bright-colored "kung fu suit" and practiced Tai Chi in a stylish manner accompanied by the chirping of birds and the gentle breeze.
Adapt to old life in advance and take the initiative to give up young life?
No, he was thinking about whether the theory of cultivation in his previous life could be used in the wilderness.
Defeat the almond-eyed goddess and regain the manly glory!
…
At the same time, in the northeast of the human domain, in a mansion in the middle of a prosperous city.
The grand formation surrounding the mansion is extremely smooth, and its interior decoration is also magnificent. At first glance, it looks like a rich and powerful family in the world.
The most eye-catching thing is that there are so many female relatives here, and the immortal soldiers patrolling the backyard are all women. They are so beautiful that they are fat and thin, making it dizzying for everyone to see.
In a pavilion that looked like a palace, Master Ji Moji opened his hands and allowed two beautiful maids to busy themselves with sorting out the folds of his gown.
There was another female guard standing by, holding a jade talisman and reading out the news she had just received.
"What's going on?"
Zimmer, who was a little bored at first, suddenly became energetic.
"Brother Wuwang is currently the acting master of the Punishment Hall of Renhuang Pavilion? He made great achievements by destroying Qiongqi's invasion of Renhuang Pavilion, and wiped out all the spies of the Ten Fierce Palaces?"
The female guard smiled and said: "Sir, the message inside is written like this."
"This? Hahahaha!"
Zimo burst into joy and said: "Let me just say, Brother Wuwang will never be unknown no matter where he goes. It's such a pity that I can't follow Brother Wuwang to get some credit."
The female guard sneered and said: "Sir, that Qiongqi can get into the gaps in the Taoist heart and lurk under the inner demons of the monks. If you go, there is no chance that nothing will happen to Xue Kailong."
"Hey! That's wrong!"
Zimmer put on a serious face and said seriously:
"How come there is a gap in my Taoist heart? Even if I am ridiculed by others, I always smile slightly. Although I like beauty, I just go to the flower house.
If that Qiongqi dares to spy on me, then I must let him know what the great happiness of living beings is!"
The maids around were blushing, but they spoke one after another:
"Sir, you are going on a blind date today, so don't talk nonsense!"
"That's right, Young Master, you always go to places like Hualou on weekdays. We have been serving you since you were a child, and we haven't seen you have any thoughts. You always go outside."
"Don't we want to lose face? You know what the monks in the city who know your romantic reputation say about us sisters."
"It sounds awful."
"This isn't...cough!"
Zhi Mo blushed, turned around, escaped from the clutches of the two maids, and said with a smile: "When will that girl arrive?"
The female guard said: "It seems that we are already in the city. You'd better go to the agreed place and wait."
"Yes," Zimo nodded calmly and walked to one of the walls. The maids on both sides opened the curtains, revealing a wall full of folding fans.
From pictures of ladies to landscape paintings, from explicit paintings to masterpieces with lofty artistic conceptions, from extreme colors to simple brushwork, folding fans can be found here, and they are carefully matched with every set of clothing.
Zimo got a landscape painting folding fan and paired it with this blue gown with a snow-white inner placket, captivating countless young girls inside and outside the house.
Grandma took this blind date very seriously.
Last night, I specially summoned him and told him to have a nice conversation with the girl and never lose his etiquette.
Zimmer knew it.
This is the path he chose. Even if the blind date fails, he still has to leave a good impression on the other person.
On today's blind date, the parent he is following is his second aunt. The second aunt has a gentle temperament and is quite decent in speech and behavior, which can give Zimmer a lot of points.
The two of them walked towards the appointed restaurant without any entourage.
Along the way, the second aunt kept praising the woman for how talented she was, how beautiful she was, and how outstanding her aptitude for Taoism was.
Because he had more than ten blind date experiences, Zimmer folded the words he heard in his heart and added:
The other party has a good family background.
When they arrived at the restaurant that Ji's family had booked early, Zimo and his second aunt had just entered the door when they heard several noises coming from behind them.
The female voice that sounded like the cry of an oriole said:
"Dad, I don't want to see this Zimo! I don't want to find a Taoist companion! He is a wanderer!"
Then I heard a rough male voice sigh:
"Oh, Yaoyao, how could you say that!
Mr. Ji has turned back as a prodigal and took the initiative to beg the Mistress of the Ji family to start a family. He had even sworn in public in front of several flower houses that he would not make a mistake this time.
Just think of it as a favor to dad, and if you’re not satisfied after one meeting, we’ll go back!”
"I've seen him before. I saw him at the Human Emperor's Banquet!"
Oh? Is this an acquaintance?
Zhi Mo smiled slightly, shook off the folding fan in his hand, lifted a strand of long hair in front of his body, walked out of the restaurant, deliberately showed his most satisfying side to the visitor, and chanted:
“Red beans grow in the southern country, and when spring comes, they will sprout a few branches.
I hope you will pick more of them, this is the most loved thing."
This is the poem that Brother Wuwang wrote when he persuaded Taoist Wancai last time. He wrote it down...
So, half a month later.
…
In front of the attic of Master Wuwang, in the warm sunshine.
Wu Wan collapsed on the recliner, his whole body limp, as if all his strength had been drained away.
In the past half month, he had to go to Pavilion Master Liu for sparring every other day.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Each sparring session is mainly divided into two stages - teaching first, and then getting beaten.
Pavilion Master Liu can be regarded as one of the top ten or even top five masters in the human realm today. The murderous beast that was killed was the result of the combined efforts of Pavilion Master Liu and several extraordinary beings.
Moreover, Pavilion Master Liu already has many disciples. Among these disciples, there are four or five who have achieved extraordinary achievements. Their strength cannot be underestimated.
With such an expert guiding him, Wu Wang naturally had to seize the opportunity.
Playing is fun, making trouble is making trouble, there is no joke in practice.
It had only been half a month, but Wu Huan had already clearly felt that his upper limit of power and his control over power had improved slightly.
In addition, his ability to resist blows has greatly improved, and he has mastered the skill of instantly deploying mana to protect the hit area.
Of course, Wu Wang was also a little dissatisfied with Teacher Liu.
Pavilion Master Liu asked him to forget about Beiye's combat skills and start practicing from the most basic fists and kicks. He somewhat looked down on Beiye's combat skills.
If my biological father, Xiong Han from the Bear Hug Clan, had the same strength as Pavilion Master Liu, there would be no guarantee that one would lose or win in a fight between the two.
Hum hum.
"Master!"
Lin Su jumped out of the house humming a little tune, holding a piece of clothing in his hand, "Look!"
"What……"
Wu Wang replied feebly and saw that Lin Suqing had shaken off the clothes, and a pair of brown trousers appeared in front of him.
The young master's face was thin and he glanced around subconsciously.
"Put it away, it would be embarrassing for others to see."
"Oh," Lin Suqing held the trousers in front of her body and came closer like a treasure, "please feel this material."
"What happened to the material?"
Wu Wan was a little puzzled, but when he started it, he felt that the fabric was soft and light, and it didn't seem to have much weight.
Lin Suqing proudly introduced:
"This is a fabric woven from the silk of a thousand-year-old ferocious beast that eats mirage silkworms. It is not afraid of fire, can be stretched at will, and can resist the exploration of spiritual and immortal consciousness.
The biggest advantage is that it won’t feel sticky after entering the water. Every time you come back to take a medicinal bath, you wear pants, which makes me feel a little uncomfortable. I’ll just change to this in the future.”
Wu Wan's eyes lit up, he cheered up, took the pants over, and rubbed them repeatedly in his hands.
"Bring me a few dozen to spare."
Lin Suqing's foot slipped and he said in a trembling voice: "This material is very difficult to find! It took a lot of money to get just a few! There are not dozens! There are only a few at most!"
"Are we out of money again?"
"Of course I have it, but we have to save money. Dozens of pairs of the same pants are not a waste."
Wu Wang said: "What happened to the dozens of pairs of trousers? There are tens of thousands of fairy skirts in Brother Renji's storage treasure!"
"Eh, so disgusting."
"Why is it disgusting? You have to respect other people's preferences! Aren't the basic structures of robes and skirts the same?"
Wu Wan put his pants on his body and said weakly as if he had exhausted all his strength:
"I'll ask Renhuang Pavilion to get some silk later.
Suqing went to make some food for me. If I don't eat now, I won't be able to regain my strength."
Lin Suqing agreed, and was about to ask how to decide on the recipe; but before she could say anything, several immortal soldiers flew from the front of the attic at the same time, and landed in a pile ten feet away from the small building. They all bowed their heads and clasped their fists in salute.
"Greetings to the Master of Wuwu Palace!"
Wu Wan sat up and said seriously: "What's the matter?"
The four immortal soldiers looked at each other, and one of them immediately said:
"Hall Master, I have received a letter from the Tianyan Xuannv Sect. The Holy Lady of Tianyan, Fairy Ling, wants to come to the main hall of Renhuang Pavilion to congratulate the Hall Master. I wonder if the Hall Master has time to meet."
Wu Wang said: "Of course there is time, just let Xianfan Palace handle the formalities. Please don't embarrass Fairy Ling."
"yes!"
Another immortal soldier said: "The deputy pavilion master sent his subordinates to ask what should be done with Taoist Wancai. The other five sons of gods have been transferred to the punishment hall today."
Wu Xuan nodded slightly and said, "I will deal with this matter later. Is there anything urgent?"
"Master of the palace," an immortal soldier whispered, "Ji family's son, Ji Mo, has just arrived at the main pavilion and is waiting in the reception hall. He said that he has come to discuss with you about urgent matters."
"See you, next one."
No!
The immortal soldier was really stunned for a moment, but just as he was about to retreat, the immortal soldier on the side raised his hand and grabbed his arm.
The last immortal soldier handed over a message jade talisman. Lin Suqing took it forward and presented it to Wu Wan.
"Palace Master, this is a message from the head of the Ji family to you. It also says that there is an urgent need."