An hour later, Qingling slowly opened her eyes, closed her eyes and was silent while combing the information of the demon cultivation medicine in the sea of consciousness. Time passed quickly. She just felt that within a few minutes, Zibao was reminded that an hour had passed.
Opening her eyes and looking up at Youying opposite her, she knew that she had already thought it through her heart with a faint expression and calm expression.
"How about it?"
Almost knowingly asked, and when implementing a communication rule, Qingling immediately received a reply from Youying when she asked, "I've thought about it, Master, please tell me to cultivate demons. I want to become a demon cultivator."
"The risks that the demon cultivator has to bear..."
"I'm not afraid."
"Okay." Qing Ling said lightly, then stretched out her fingers, and the fingertips gently touched Youying's eyebrows. A message of cultivating demons passed through her fingertips into Youying's sea of consciousness.
For a moment, the faint gray gas in Youying's calm sea of consciousness seemed to have encountered some treasure that was attracted to, and instantly gathered near the group of information that Qing Ling transmitted to Youying. The magic cultivation was indeed special. Just memory messages without power could arouse such resonance in Youying's body.
She is suitable for the demon cultivator. Qingling thought in her mind. Seeing Youying close her eyes and begin to digest the pain she had transmitted to her, she fell into a long-term meditation.
Qingling stood up, tried her best to lower the sound of footsteps, and walked out of her practice room with slight hands and feet. At this time, she left this place for her disciples. She needed a quiet environment to digest a large amount of demon cultivation**.
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Time flies more than ten minutes ago, thousands of precious flowers and trees in the garden built on Qingyu Island are full of vitality.
Yuanfeng Chi sat on a smooth stone, and the clusters of gorgeous flowers around him made the healthy young man feel a little depressed.
He was in a bad mood, but at this time he received a message from his father to ask him to go back to Xianyuan Mountain and not to violate it. Qingyu Mountain is now safe and he doesn't need to worry about it. However, the only thing he couldn't bear to leave was to separate from Qingling. Even he himself knew that he didn't have much to help Qingling here.
"You go back with peace of mind, Xiao Qingling will naturally have me to take care of." Feng Xuanhuang said lukewarmly, and his mind was also thinking about whether the transaction between Qingling and the Dragon King should have caused some damage in more than a month.
The strength of the Dragon Clan is equivalent to suppressing the Demon Clan. As the Demon Clan prince, if he watches such a thing happen, he will be too tolerant.
Or tell your father about this matter, and then the transaction will cause the demon clan to get into it, so...
Thinking endlessly, Yuan Fengchi gave Feng Xuanhuang a angrily glance, "I know you like your wife's master, and your wife's master... seems to be a little special to you, but she won't choose you."
The sudden provocative tone made Feng Xuanhuang take her attention to this side, no longer thinking about the affairs of the demon clan, but directly competed with Yuan Fengchi, "No one could predict the result until the end."
He had already made some plans, so he followed Xiao Qingling to see her fulfill all his wishes. When the time came, he forced the person to abduct him. He still had this ability, and I believe Xiao Qingling would not reject him too much. Both of them knew each other's thoughts when they got along, and Feng Xuanhuang also clearly felt Qingling's specialness to him.
"Hmph! The facts are clear. The wife's master thinks that I am still young and don't pay much attention to the development I only see, but Bing Xi is different. The wife's master loves him!"
Yuan Feng Chi knew his situation in Qingling's mind. In order to attack Feng Xuanhuang's enthusiasm, he even brought Ling Bing out to tell the story. But Feng Xuanhuang didn't agree.
"So what? After all, Ling Bingzhi is missing now. Who knows when he will appear? Maybe I will marry Xiao Qingling by then..."
"You think beautifully!" Yuan Feng held his breath and widened his eyes, "The wife's master will not marry you! Let's take a look!"
"Hehe, then I'll wait." Feng Xuanhuang also continued, and focused on telling her father whether to tell her father about the transaction between Qingling and the Dragon Clan.
If it were other people, Feng Xuanhuang would pay attention to the interests of the demon clan without hesitation, but the person involved in this matter was Qingling, which would be different. He was afraid that his moody father would be embarrassed by Qingling when he heard that a cultivator helped the sea clan rise up. He would definitely not allow such a thing to happen.
"I won't tell you anymore. In short, I hope you take good care of your wife's master during this period. I don't know how long it will take for me to go back, but I will practice hard and will not let my wife's master keep away. I will always have the ability to follow my wife's master."
Although Yuan Fengchi should reject him, he was helpless. Qingling's attitude towards Feng Xuanhuang is really elusive. As Feng Xuanhuang said, the spirit ice attack disappeared and I don't know when it will appear. During this period, Feng Xuanhuang did help his wife's wife's master a lot. The wife's wish for him is also clear at a glance, and he can't say anything else.