I cast eternal life with the seeds of Tao

Not long after, the Qinglong Hall hall.

This hall was decorated personally by Yao Huang, the former master of Qinglong Hall. The decoration is elegant and elegant, and the materials used are also very particular.

The hall is full of mahogany tables and chairs, with carved beams and paintings everywhere, and a blue dragon relief carved on the front wall of the hall.

At this time, Zhao Heng was sitting on the Taishi chair under the blue dragon relief.

He was dressed in a red gold robe and had a delicate and handsome face. Although his expression was gentle, he gave people a sense of calm and calmness.

Coupled with the relief of the green dragon on the back, it gives people a majestic and solemn aura.

Sitting at the guest table, Song Shanshan, who looked extremely beautiful in a simple and elegant light blue dress with a touch of pink and white, had her hands folded on a pair of long legs that were close together.

With his eyes lowered, he couldn't help but glance at Zhao Heng above, but he just met Zhao Heng's direct gaze.

She suddenly felt her heartbeat speed up, and her pretty fair face also blushed twice.

"Miss Song, I don't know why you came here today?"

Feeling that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Zhao Heng took the initiative to ask.

Song Shanshan paused and then replied: "More than a month ago, I heard that Mr. Zhao had an accident in the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons. My father was very sad. When Mr. Zhao returned to the city, we learned that it was just a rumor. My father kept thinking I want to come to visit Mr. Zhao.

However, the situation outside the city was critical, and my father was worried about disturbing Mr. Zhao, so he never dared to come. He waited until today to have the opportunity to visit. "

Zhao Heng heard this and looked around.

"Uh... what about the Master of the Song family?"

Song Shanshan replied: "My father has been suffering from the cold recently, so he asked the little girl to come to visit Mr. Zhao. He also prepared some small gifts. Please don't dislike it."

Song Shanshan immediately ordered several followers to carry a large number of expensive gifts into the hall.

After the entourage retreated, she casually picked up an exquisite gift box from among the gifts, took out a blue brocade gown with fine embroidery, and walked up to Zhao Heng.

"Mr. Zhao, I have nothing to do these days, and I happen to be learning to be a female worker. The cloak I made for you last time was a bit rough in workmanship. This gown is my latest work. I wonder if it will catch your eye. "

Song Shanshan's tone was very casual, but Zhao Heng could feel the anxiety and expectation in her eyes.

Subconsciously avoiding her gaze, Zhao Heng reached out to take the gown, pretended to look at it for a few times, and then thanked her.

"Thank you Miss Song for the gift. This gown is very well made."

Hearing this, Song Shanshan's eyes lit up and she couldn't help but speak again: "If sir likes it, then from now on, the little girl can... keep knitting clothes for him."

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Heng's heart skipped a beat, and the atmosphere in the hall became strange.

In the hall at night, there was a man and a woman alone. Song Shanshan's words were already very suggestive.

After Song Shanshan said these words, her pretty face couldn't help but blush, but her eyes were staring at Zhao Heng, with nervousness and anxiety in her eyes, as well as a hint of expectation.

Being stared at by such a pair of eyes, Zhao Heng felt a little uncomfortable and said with an embarrassed smile: "That's not necessary. Zhao understands Miss Song's kindness.

Although I have helped the Song family, the head of the Song family and Miss Song are still kind to me, and Miss Song does not need to feel indebted. "

Zhao Heng's words indicated a polite rejection.

Zhao Heng is no longer an ignorant boy now, how could he not be aware of Song Shanshan's thoughts.

But Zhao Heng was still thinking about how to return to the Southern Territory. How could he have the time and mood to "go wild" in the outer world.

However, Song Shanshan showed more persistence than he imagined.

The woman took a deep breath, mustered up the courage to walk up to Zhao Heng, and looked into his eyes.

"No... I'm not doing this to repay the favor. This only represents my own feelings. Don't you understand, sir?"

Zhao Heng frowned slightly and said helplessly: "Miss Song, you are still young. Some things are not as simple as you think. Don't be too impulsive..."

Before Zhao Heng finished speaking, a wisp of fragrance suddenly hit his nose, and then a soft and fragrant body fell directly into his arms. Song Shanshan took the initiative to hug Zhao Heng.

I have to admit that Song Shanshan's beauty is excellent. Although she is not as good as Yun Qingxue and Empress Sheng Yuan, her skin is as white as autumn porcelain, and her figure is curvy.

At this moment, throwing himself into Zhao Heng's arms, Zhao Heng actually felt as if he was being hit by a ball. There was a soft pressure in his chest, coupled with the delicate fragrance of virginity that he could smell through his nose, it was a very heady feeling.

When their bodies were in close contact, he could even feel the elastic and smooth touch of Song Shanshan's skin through her thin gauze skirt.

"I'm not impulsive. These are my sincere words. If you don't believe it, Mr. Zhao, I...I can prove it to you."

As she said that, Song Shanshan bit her red lips and held her belt with one hand, trying to explain.

After hearing these words and the strong tactile sensation in his body, Zhao Heng almost suppressed the "generous righteousness" in his body and gave the other party a "tough" response.

At the critical moment, Zhao Heng took a step back and grabbed Song Shanshan's hand to untie her clothes.

Zhao Heng said calmly: "Miss Song, we are from two different worlds and are not suitable. You don't have to be like this."

As soon as these words came out, Song Shanshan's delicate body shook violently, and her bright eyes quickly dimmed.

A young woman mustered up the courage to express her feelings so nakedly, even willing to sacrifice herself, but she was rejected on the spot. You can imagine the blow to Shanshan.

She was ashamed and embarrassed for a moment, and could not help but lower her head, her voice slightly hoarse.

"I... I know that the master doesn't like me. After all, I am just a mortal."

Zhao Heng could feel the strong loss of this woman, and spoke again.

"Miss Song, Zhao didn't mean that, but I have more important things to do. I will leave here soon, and maybe I will never come back."

Song Shanshan was stunned when she heard this.

Zhao Heng hesitated for a moment, and a light flashed in his palm, and he took out a book.

"I think Miss Song's bones are average, but her mental power is still much stronger than that of ordinary people. She should have the potential to become a divine master.

This "Qi-Watching Technique" is a divine secret technique that is enough to cultivate to the innate realm. Miss Song can try to practice it. If you succeed in practicing it in the future and have enough fate, maybe we will meet again."

Hearing this, Song Shanshan's dim eyes finally revealed a glimmer of hope.

She took the book from Zhao Heng with both hands, her expression slightly resentful, but she said firmly: "Mr. Zhao, I will definitely work hard to practice and keep up with your pace!"

Zhao Heng did not comment. The purpose of giving the other party the Qi-reading technique was just to end this cause and effect.

As for what Song Shanshan could achieve later, it had nothing to do with him.

After comforting her and sending Song Shanshan away, Zhao Heng returned to the practice room and entered the practice state again.

After more than a month of recovery, his divine platform has been healed.

As expected, Zhao Heng's spiritual power has also been greatly improved, surpassing the peak of the past.

Now only the Xuanqi cultivation has not been restored. As long as the Dantian and tendons are repaired, and the Xuanqi and innate qi are gathered again, the cultivation can be restored.

And now, the compound energy in the meridians has consumed less than 10%, which is more than enough to repair all of this.

No words were spoken all night, and it was spent in practice again.

The next morning, the north gate of Tiexue City.

Sect leader Tie Xiong led four elders of Tiexue Sect, including Zhao Heng, to Jinyang Mountain, the headquarters of the Four-party Alliance, in the northeast by flying boat.

Now, the beast tide has completely retreated into the Ten Thousand Monsters Forest. Before leaving, Tie Xiong also arranged the affairs of the sect one by one, so he was not afraid of chaos.

Jinyang Sect is located in the middle of the Four-party Alliance, in the northern area, 1,500 miles away from Tiexue City.

For ordinary people, such a distance is already extremely far.

But for the innate cultivators who can fly with flying tools, it is just a matter of leaving in the morning and arriving in the evening.

On the way to Jinyang Sect, everyone was in a good mood. Di Wanhe and Su Qi, the old partners, talked all the way.

Gong Yunzhi also rarely interrupted the topic and communicated with the two.

Since learning that Yao Huang fell in Shicheng, the elder of the Suzaku Hall seemed to feel that he had no backing, and began to show weakness on his own initiative. His attitude towards Di Wanhe and Su Qi was no longer as cold as before.

At the same time, his attitude towards Zhao Heng, the new leader of the Qinglong Hall, was even more enthusiastic.

These days, Gong Yunzhi has sent people to invite Zhao Heng to have tea at Zhuque Hall more than once, sometimes at night, with a rather ambiguous attitude.

On the flying boat, only two people didn't talk much.

The leader Tie Xiong seemed to be injured and was meditating at the bow.

Zhao Heng was sitting cross-legged at the stern. Di Wanhe and others were used to this elder Zhao who was in seclusion in the training room.

Subconsciously, they thought that Zhao Wuji was a crazy cultivator, otherwise how could his cultivation improve so quickly.

The atmosphere along the way was quite harmonious, until dusk, when everyone finally arrived at the Jinyang Gate station.

Tie Xiong, who had been closing his eyes to heal his wounds, and Zhao Heng, who was cultivating, opened their eyes at the same time.