The peaks and ridges are like clusters, and the waves are like angry waves.
Between the two mountains, the lady's face looked like a hanging moon, reflecting Chen Yanjun's calm and handsome face.
Just as the lady said, Chen Yanjun is very handsome.
After entering the second realm of nourishing qi, he saw the twelve giant beasts that brought disaster to the Tang Dynasty...
All life is in ruins, almost doomsday.
This is not a good sign.
Entering the second realm of nourishing qi for the first time, seeing the mountain is not the appearance of the mountain, which is called the illusion of demonic qi.
In the illusion of demonic energy, the things that the practitioner fears most will usually appear, causing a heart-wrenching reaction, which tests the strength of the practitioner's soul.
Some screamed, some fainted and fell into coma, some were bedridden, and some went crazy.
There is even a kind of person who is addicted to illusions and cannot extricate himself... It is said that he is the most evil and evil person.
Chen Yanjun does not belong to any of the above.
He just sweated.
Maybe it's Danding as a time traveler, maybe it's the bonus of the pentagonal warrior.
He lost himself in the illusion of demonic energy and saw countless miserable scenes that were like hell, but he was still trying to find the secret of these giant beasts and disasters...
Now, what makes Chen Yanjun wonder is - why did he have the illusion of a giant beast destroying the world?
Was it created by Isayama in his previous life?
He glanced at the panel.
There is no progress in the Qi Nourishing Technique, indicating that the Qi Nourishing Technique is just a mental method, not even a skill.
Fortunately, my cultivation has improved a lot.
[Cultivation: Mortal, progress 81/100.]
After coming back to his senses, Chen Yanjun suddenly found that his wife was staring at him in astonishment.
"What's wrong ma'am?"
Cui Yourong suppressed her appearance and lost her shock.
"When I came, it was just dark, and the young master had already taken his form. He was already at his rightful place. If I hadn't used the awakening technique to wake him up, he wouldn't have known how long he would have taken his form."
Chen Yanjun did the math and found that it was around eight o'clock in the evening, and he had been in posture for at least two hours...but he was only sweating. According to the common practice of nourishing qi in Xianwu and Tang Dynasty, it was indeed an incredible thing.
He didn't even notice the awakening spell cast by his wife.
"Thank you madam for coming to the rescue."
Chen Yanjun bowed politely, but his body was still sitting upright on the mat.
The lady from this angle is towering, solemn, covered in bright moonlight... extremely beautiful.
Cui Yourong calmed down and slowly said:
"There are only two types of people who have been trapped in demonic illusions for a long time, but can still remain calm."
Chen Yanjun said:
"Please give me your advice, madam."
Cui Yourong put his hands behind his hands and looked out the window.
"One type is the most evil person who empathizes with evil and walks with him."
"The other type is those who want to save the building before it collapses."
Chen Yanjun suddenly became interested.
"In Madam's opinion, what kind of person is Chen?"
Cui Yourong said:
"Three years ago, on that night on the Wei River, if I were an ordinary woman, or if I was drunk at the time, the young master would have been dead... A person who doesn't care about his own life will definitely not be able to persist in the illusion of the Qi Demon until now."
"And today at Guwabian, while the young master used a blindfold to save Qiu Zhuo from the claws of alien beasts, he also protected himself. Only by cherishing human life and cherishing his own life can he be able to prevent the collapse of Mount Tai and save the building from collapse."
If you can speak, just speak more. Chen Yanjun felt that he could listen to such words all night long.
"Madam, you are overly complimentary."
Cui Yourong couldn't help but be curious.
"People who have experienced life and death may be able to change their temperament, but why did the young master's bones change and he could enter the second realm after cultivating Qi again for half a day?"
It is really not easy to conceal the identity of a time traveler. Chen Yanjun said calmly:
"Perhaps my deep obsessions in the past led to stagnation in my bones and wasted my talents."
Cui Yourong looked suspicious and subconsciously bent down to pick up Chen Yanjun's wrist and take his pulse.
Chen Yanjun sat upright, not squinting, feeling a little embarrassed.
After a long time, Cui Yourong frowned and said:
"The five elements are still equally distributed...but it seems to have gained some momentum."
She couldn't understand this kind of weather.
"If the master's appearance is not a deception, he may be able to refine his qi within two years, and then practice it with Qiuzao. Given time, he will be able to..."
Hearing this, Chen Yanjun smiled and interrupted his wife's talk.
"Let me guess, it's because Qiu Zhuo doesn't like men and she is worried that she will be lonely all her life, so she wants to find a good man... Otherwise, how could the wife, who is an eighth-level beast master, fall off her horse?
"
When Cui Yourong heard this, his face flushed with anger.
"Nonsense, my bad horse was drunk!"
Chen Yanjun shook his head.
"Qiu Zhuo is a good girl, but Chen's ambition is not here, so let's finish it first."
Cui Yourong asked tentatively:
"Isn't Qiuzao good enough for you?"
Chen Yanjun smiled and stared straight at Madam with a pair of eyes like autumn water on a flat lake.
"Chen has someone else in mind."
"you……"
Her majestic beauty a moment ago suddenly turned red.
Cui Yourong was anxious and ashamed, so he put down the medicinal materials in one breath, turned around and left quickly.
Chen Yanjun turned his head and looked at the medicinal materials on the window sill.
It was an ocher medicine bag sewn by the lady herself.
Opening the medicine bag, there are some rare herbs for body building and spiritual enhancement inside.
Purple star grass, flying snow silk velvet, nine-petal fairy peach, strange velvet black vitex...
The quantity is proportioned according to the pharmacopoeia, and Chen Yanjun must cook and cook it himself.
After all, Madam is just an animal trainer and is not good at refining medicine.
The medicine bag is refreshing and pleasant, with a faint hint of frankincense.
…
Inner city, east, Daozhengfang.
Cui Mansion, Internal Affairs Hall.
The old lady of the Cui family sat alone in the high hall, with snow-white hair on her temples and a majestic look, but she still had some appearance.
She is the first wife of Cui Wanjun, the military supervisor, Cui Yourong's aunt, and the person in charge of all matters of the Cui family.
Downstairs.
A tall, thin, black-haired old woman, she is the old lady's most effective assistant in managing everything in the Cui family, Butler Feng.
She is also the maid of Du Qiuzhuo in Du's house and the biological sister of Grandma Feng.
"Madam, it's a great joy that the poor scholar who lives in the Du family is no longer pestering Qiu Zhuo."
The old lady picked up the tea cup and sighed.
"The master is too doting on me. If it weren't for my Cui Mansion's reputation, this poor scholar would have died a thousand times over."
"If he knows his identity, understands his identity, and does nothing beyond the rules, he may live a few more years."
"In a few days, find someone to prepare a gift and go to the Du family to propose marriage to the son of the Prime Minister."
Butler Feng looked troubled.
"It's just that Qiu Zhuo is devoted to Taoism and has returned to the Imperial College after hearing the news. I'm afraid..."
"Since ancient times, the words of matchmakers and the orders of parents have been followed. No matter how talented you are, you still need enough resources and the shelter of big trees to avoid wasting the best years of cultivation. Born in a family of officials, a little girl with a little talent still needs
Can it change the world?"
"Yes, ma'am!"
"By the way, madam, there is one more thing. The poor scholar seems to have plans to marry Yourong."
The old lady frowned and thought for a long time, but unexpectedly she didn't get angry.
"If you are willing to fall, let her go. Mortals will be mortals. At least she is born handsome. It will be a happy event to serve her in her old age... If you allow her to do this, she will naturally agree to Qiu Zhuo's marriage to the son of the supervisor."
Snap!
An angry slap came from the study room a few walls away.