Tonight is a good night with a bright moon and few stars.
The guests left quickly.
Du Qingchuan also left with the crowd, but turned around and went to Huayan Pavilion.
Xiaoyue and Grandma Feng are cleaning up the housework.
Qiu Zhuo was meditating in the practice room, and his mount Snow Owl landed on the roof to control the flow of spiritual energy for him.
As the person being celebrated at the dinner, Chen Yanjun drank a lot of wine in the evening and was feeling a little giddy at the moment.
In the backyard, look up at the moon.
Chen Yanjun suddenly felt the urge to ride the wind back, so he tried to fly with the spirit.
With a movement of his body, he rose up in the wind and jumped onto the roof of the main house, half flying, half jumping.
It is not difficult for a cultivator, with a full level of physical skills and a proficient spirit control method, to have this ability.
He was lying on the roof.
With a piece of foxtail picked randomly from the backyard in his mouth, he was blowing the night wind, sobering up and admiring the moon.
A rare comfort in life.
Mi Mi Hu Hu was about to fall asleep when her wife's rare and gentle voice suddenly came to her ears:
"Why are you resting on the roof, Master?"
Chen Yanjun slowly opened his eyes, looked up at the moon, and said softly:
“Feeling the fresh air of heaven and earth, soaking up the essence of the sun and moon… The roof is a good place to admire the moon.”
Watch the moon.
It is fatal to women.
Cui Yourong rose up against the wind, and on lotus steps, he swayed all the way and flew to the roof.
But he was embarrassed to lie on the eaves like Chen Yanjun. He instinctively held up his plump figure like a hanging moon, stood on the eaves with his hands behind his hands, and asked calmly and with concern:
"How is your practice today, Master?"
Chen Yanjun rested his arms on his arms and looked at the moon, but his sight was mostly blocked by his wife's majestic mountain-like arms.
If he looked further down, he might be able to see more scenery, but he didn't look any further.
"It looks like a ridge from the side and a peak from the side, with different heights near and far... Madam is standing and I am lying down. I can't appreciate the moon, so I can only look at Madam."
Viewed horizontally, it looks like ridges and peaks, with different heights near and far... What are these words? Cui Yourong blushed instantly.
She quickly straightened her clothes, put away her skirt, and sat down next to Chen Yanjun obediently.
Chen Yanjun's eyes moved and he didn't look sideways.
The moment the lady bent down, the curvature of her back was like a ripe pear or the full moon. She was so beautiful and graceful that it was amazing.
But his tone was even colder, as if to cover up his shame, he said again:
"How was your practice today?"
Chen Yanjun thought to himself, Madam was so embarrassed that she didn't even call her Young Master. It would be more cordial if she didn't call her Young Master.
It is not easy for him to lie alone while his wife is sitting.
He had no choice but to get up and sit on the tiles like his wife, so they were equal.
There's a three-foot gap in the middle that's neither far nor close.
The bright moonlight and brilliant starlight fell on the lady's exquisitely beautiful face.
The lady's frontal face still has the charm of a woman, but the side face is really a girl's frightened face, just like Qiu Zhuo, only with an extra layer of indifferent softness.
"Today, I have completed the basics of medical skills, but the medicinal skills are vast and complicated. I don't have time to practice them now. Even if I marry a wife in the future, I am afraid that Chen will not be able to take care of the medicine shop."
Chen Yanjun said slightly apologetically.
The lady didn't care, she looked up at the moon, her face was like still water, and she was thoughtful.
"Young master can cleanse your marrow, forge your body, enter the third realm of nourishing qi, enter high-level products, and practice medicine in such a short period of time... I must have been completely transformed on the day of the Cold Food Festival. He definitely did not come here to inherit a medicine shop, or even just to have a living."
Come with grace."
This sounds like... Chen Yanjun always felt that his wife might have vaguely noticed something, or perhaps she had actually had a fortune telling and met the noble person in her destiny.
"Young master, you can go your own way. On that day by the Wei River, Yourong chose to save you, and you also chose to sacrifice your life to save you. This is a kind of fate... No matter what the future holds for you, yourong will always support you."
Cui Yourong said this.
Chen Yanjun thought to himself that they were indeed going in both directions, so he asked curiously:
"What if I am not reborn on the Cold Food Festival and am just a mortal for the rest of my life?"
Cui Yourong covered his mouth and smiled:
"I will marry Xiaoyue to you."
"..."
Chen Yanjun's tone was choked, and he was surprised.
Madam originally planned to marry Xiaoyue to Qingchuan, and then she planned to marry Xiaoyue to him...
Is Xiaoyue really just a maid?
Regarding Xiaoyue's identity, it was difficult for him to ask for details at the moment.
One thing is certain, if Chen Yanjun had not been reborn, he would have missed his wife.
He guessed that the wife probably felt that she had defeated her ex-husband and decided to keep her integrity and stop harming mortals.
Marrying a mortal is the best choice.
If a cultivator marries a mortal, it will have no impact on the cultivator.
If a male cultivator marries a mortal woman, that's fine.
But if a female cultivator marries a mortal man, it will be a huge burden on the body of the mortal man. Not to mention the double cultivator's improvement in cultivation, there are many people who will die early!
From this it can be seen that to be able to make a living as a rich woman, one must have the ability to do so. Appearance and body are both indispensable.
"Everything in the world is unpredictable, but now I have to ask my wife to marry me."
Cui Yourong always looked up at the moon, not daring to look at him.
"It's not unintentional, but I saw the young master was frail and sick before, and I didn't want to harm him."
Chen Yanjun smiled and said:
"Now, I have washed my marrow and forged my body into Huajin, and my Dantian has become evenly endowed with the five elements. Today, I even drank a cup of convulsive black tea, which is said to improve the resistance of Dantian. Madam, I can't hurt me anymore."
Cui Yourong suddenly turned his head and stared at Chen Yanjun, his bright eyes a mixture of shyness and surprise.
"You dare to drink Dr. Tan's black tea!"
Chen Yanjun was startled.
"What's wrong... Madam also knows about the doctor's black tea for convulsions?"
Cui Yourong subconsciously grabbed Chen Yanjun's wrist, felt his pulse carefully, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fortunately, since you are fine, it proves that Dr. Tan is not wrong about the person."
Chen Yanjun suddenly became curious.
"What if the doctor sees the wrong person?"
Cui Yourong said with a serious face:
"Doctor, if you see the wrong person, you will have fallen into the devil's path now."
Chen Yanjun was suddenly shocked.
In the Xianwu Tang Dynasty, there is no precise definition of the path of the devil, and most of it refers to evil practices that harm people.
"The fact that you can practice cultivation directly from a demonic environment and advance to the third level, and that your second brother's illness was also cured by you, must be related to your xinxing which is far beyond ordinary people."
Cui Yourong added.
Chen Yanjun nodded slightly. It seemed that his wife had figured out the key to his epiphany: the character of the mind, the character of the time traveler with Golden Finger.
He didn't take up the topic.
He turned to:
"Today, I was still practicing the Five Elements Soul Controlling Technique in the Imperial College, and then I reluctantly jumped onto the roof."
Speaking of this, he suddenly asked curiously:
"Metal, wood, water, fire, and earth do not include wind. How does the lady fly with the wind?"
Cui Yourong was startled, then he covered his mouth and said with a smile:
"Yourong came up by stepping on the sword energy. The young master just stepped on the thin spiritual energy... which is the most difficult."
Chen Yanjun didn't expect to be able to use spiritual energy with his feet. He felt so awesome that he couldn't help but say Versailles:
"No wonder I almost fell..."
Unexpectedly, the lady turned around and said:
"The Five Elements Yuling Spirit can only assist. Simply stepping on the aura can only make a piece of paper float. Unless the young master raises some blood contracted spiritual objects, he can control objects and fly."
I can only make a piece of paper float... Chen Yanjun was embarrassed. He didn't expect his wife to speak so tactfully.
"In other words, I just...jumped up directly?"
Cui Yourong lowered his head to suppress a smile and nodded.
"It means that after the young master entered the rank, his physical skills also improved accordingly."
No, I have a great body... Chen Yanjun can't wait to make a fist and bend his arms to show off the outline of his biceps.
As for the blood contract spiritual object that Madam mentioned, it was the natal spiritual object that was personally cultivated by the Keeper and concluded the blood contract.
There are spiritual things like natal spiritual essence, natal sword, natal magic weapon...
For example, Cui Qian'an's natal sword.
Another example is the natal sand in Gaara's gourd.
Chen Yanjun was thinking a lot.
Cui Yourong smiled seductively:
"Now that Young Master has begun to learn the Five Elements to control spirits, you can also try to raise your own blood-contracted items."
Upon hearing this, Chen Yanjun asked curiously:
"Is Madam well-fed?"
Cui Yourong shook his head.
"It is enough for a beast master to raise spiritual beasts."
Then, he said softly:
"If you want to learn swordsmanship, you can forge a natal sword and cultivate Haoran's sword energy."
Chen Yanjun nodded.
He felt that carrying gold, wood, water, fire, and earth in your pocket was stupid just thinking about it, unless you could carry a gourd on your back and carry an entire desert with you.
The real battle is fleeting, and it is okay for a single spiritualist to raise his own blood-contracted spiritual objects. He, a five-element spiritual master, takes out all kinds of five-element masters to fight, which is like performing acrobatics, a waste of time and opportunity.
It is better to use local materials and use the five elements of spiritual power to control things outside the body. Metal, wood, water, fire, and earth can be found everywhere.
The only weakness is in the air. If you want to maintain your body skills in the air, just use the sword energy like Madam.
Thinking about this, Chen Yanjun asked again:
"What are the conditions needed to cultivate sword energy?"
Cui Yourong originally wanted to come to the rooftop to enjoy the moon together, but for some reason, chatting turned into teaching.
Fortunately, teaching people you like is also fun.
"The so-called sword energy is nothing but the tangible spiritual pressure released by the sword."
"Reiatsu is added to the sword, which can enhance the sharpness or special sword effect."
"The spiritual pressure is released from the blade or tip of the sword, forming sword energy."
Chen Yanjun sat up straight cross-legged and nodded obediently.
He originally thought the sword energy was gas, but he didn't expect it to be tangible spiritual pressure.
He suddenly remembered that the protective elixir sword energy that Murong Ye injected into his body was also used with his bare hands.
"Why do you say you need to nourish your Qi?"
Cui Yourong said:
"The spirit-possessing sword technique, or using a sword to exert energy, does not require high levels of cultivation. It can also be performed at level nine, but if you want to release sword energy with your bare hands, you need at least level six cultivation."
"The reason why I can release sword energy with my eighth-level cultivation is because I learned a special method of raising sword energy from Xiaoye. It's not for fighting, but to assist in controlling beasts."
"The method of cultivating sword energy that I have mastered is only superficial. If you want to learn how to cultivate sword energy, you can go to the Prison Suppression Department and learn from Xiaoye in the future."
Chen Yanjun couldn't help but frown.
Madam seemed to have extra trust in Murong Ye.
"Well, I will go when I have time."
Cui Yourong smiled sweetly and continued:
"Yourong has a single spiritual root of the water system. He can teach the young master the basic spirit-possessed sword techniques of the water system."
The water-type spirit-possessed sword technique...
Chen Yanjun frowned. When it comes to serious water-type spirits, he always feels weak and doesn't want to learn... It's better to admire the moon.
"My Five Elements Sword hasn't been forged yet!"
Cui Yourong seems to be addicted to being a teacher.
"It doesn't matter. Water-type spirit attachment is very simple. You can practice it with any general-purpose spirit sword."
With that said, she took out an ordinary universal spiritual sword from the Fuyu space and explained:
"The water-type spiritual pressure attached to the spirit can make the sword edge sharper and spotless. If the spiritual pressure is strong enough, you can even drink blood from a distance."
Chen Yanjun seemed to have heard something extraordinary.
"Drinking blood from the air...what is it?"
"Master, are you afraid of pain?"
"Not afraid."
Cui Yourong lowered his head and smiled sweetly.
He didn't explain anything, but slowly withdrew from a distance of ten feet and swung his sword at Chen Yanjun in the air.
When cultivators teach people the skills, they usually greet people directly, but they can control their strength.
Otherwise, the wound will heal immediately and there will be no memory of skin incision.
Cui Yourong swung a quiet sword.
There was no swishing sound of the sword being swung rapidly, nor was there the whistling sound of the sword energy being released.
However, the blood in Chen Yanjun's right arm that Jianfeng pointed at instantly boiled.
Blood broke through his veins and burst out of his skin, turning his white sleeves red in the blink of an eye.
There was even blood flying out through the white clothes, drawing a beautiful arc of blood in the air.
Chen Yanjun raised his arm and took a look. Sure enough, he was struck by his wife's sword and drank blood from the air.
Cui Yourong quickly sheathed his sword and walked over.
Feeling distressed, she rolled up Chen Yanjun's sleeves, applied medicine carefully, and then bandaged the wound with cotton.
While explaining:
"Eighty percent of the human body is made of water. Once you master the water-type spirit, you will not be weak."
"I just had the same ninth grade spiritual pressure as the young master, and I was able to take the young master's blood through the air."
Chen Yanjun was secretly surprised.
According to the strength of his water-based spirit master, who can reverse the spirit into five spirits into one, it is difficult to take out the blood of a cultivator of the same level from a distance of ten feet.
More than just not weak...
Chen Yanjun immediately made up his mind and said:
"Madam, I want to learn how to drink blood from a distance!"
Cui Yourong handed the ordinary spirit sword in his hand to Chen Yanjun, covered his mouth and said with a smile:
"Hold your sword."
Chen Yanjun held the hilt of the sword tightly, very excited.
Cui Yourong reminded:
"The first step to possessing a spirit is to have smooth spiritual veins, no stagnation in the heart, and the first state of selfless Qi nourishment is enough."
Chen Yanjun nodded.
"Um."
Next, the lady was extremely gentle and patient, and explained in detail the steps of attaching the water spirit to the sword body.
"Young Master, you can try to imagine that your blood is water, your spiritual veins are water, and the sword in your hand is also made of water, and the two are connected as one."
Chen Yanjun's spirit control skills have become extremely proficient, and he quickly attached the water spiritual pressure to the sword body, like a layer of attached frost.
"Now, try drinking blood from the air."
"Gather the water spiritual pressure at the tip of the sword, and draw out the sword. The moment the sword points to Yourong's right arm, the water spiritual pressure gathered at the sword tip activates the blood in Yourong's arm through the air, and the sword explodes in an instant.
The power of the spirit!"
Chen Yanjun nodded. Madam explained it very clearly. It shouldn't be difficult to hear.
He casually concentrated the five elements of water spiritual pressure on the tip of the sword, and quietly swung the sword towards his wife from a distance of one foot.
brush--
There was no reaction.
Until she came back to her senses, she suddenly found that the lady was staring at her with a pale face.
The surprise, shame and anger in his eyes melted into the clear eyes, turning into a hint of resentful anger.
"Ma'am, what's wrong with your face?"
In an instant, the lady's pale face turned into a blushing blush.