I have a promise with the beauty

Yang Qingshan was calculated by Qiao Lina and Murong Qiushui on the Internet and paid the unit price of a room in the beach building. However, Yang Qingshan thought that this was not bad because he had an imaginary nanny. It was better than doing it to Murong Qiushui all day long.

The food was much better. After all, he still had to practice, but he didn't know that the tragedy had already begun.

"Miss, your goal has been achieved, let's go," Yang Qingshan said while drinking juice.

"Well, Qiao Lina, we will move in two days. Yang Qingshan is very strong." Murong Qiushui said.

"I knew it when I entered school. It's like a bull." Qiao Lina used her thumb to make a bull's horn look on Yang Qingshan's head and said with satisfaction.

"Humph, you have to do laundry and cook after moving in. I see you are still proud of it." Yang Qingshan said unhappily.

After leaving the Internet Street, Yang Qingshan drove Murong Qiushui back to the beach. As soon as he entered the door, Murong Qiushui fell on the sofa. I was enjoying myself and curled up, like a little kitten, my whole body was lazy.

"Miss, I'm going to prepare some medicinal soup for you and make a good medicinal soup for you." Yang Qingshan said like an old housekeeper.

"Well, go, let me sleep for a while first." Murong Qiushui murmured. Seeing Yang Qingshan go to the bathroom to get ready, he said loudly: "What are you going to eat tonight?"

“What a seafood dinner.”

"Tired of eating."

"Then what do you want to eat?"

"Yeah... whatever."

"hot pot?"

"It will cause diarrhea."

"spaghetti?"

“What’s so delicious about noodles?”

"Then eat some vegetables."

"No, I can't eat without meat."

"You don't want to lose weight."

"I've never lost weight."

"You're in great shape, let's eat some fruit and pulp, hehe."

"No, they are all sweet."

"Then what do you want to eat?"

"casual."

"..."

Yang Qingshan stopped talking and stood in the bathroom with a grimace and tears streaming down his face. What a terrible woman she is.

Dinner was still a seafood feast. After Murong Qiu Shui finished eating, he went upstairs to rest, while Yang Qingshan went to the small black room to concentrate on refining some elixirs that Hua Yiran urged, and then focused on

Put it on the Jade Liquid Art, and the Forgetting Sword Art can only be practiced after the foundation building stage. Yang Qingshan can only wait until he enters the foundation building stage.

In the small dark room, in addition to a new copper tripod alchemy furnace exchanged from the Crane Cauldron Pavilion, there is also a flower pot and a cage. Inside the cage is a baby crane, sleeping soundly.

"Baby, after my brother carves out a small yard on the beach, I'll leave you alone."

Yang Qingshan took out a flat peach and threw it into the cage. The fragrance emanating from it made the baby crane immediately open its little eyes. It hummed and poked the peach with its mouth, sucking the pulp inside into its mouth.

After feeding the baby crane, Yang Qingshan took out some rose seeds and put them in the flower pot, and then started his first plant cheating operation. A group of green light fell with Yang Qingshan's outstretched hand and fell on the black soil.

in a flower pot.

Yang Qingshan stared at the flowerpot with lightning eyes, secretly reciting the formula of Yuye Jue. After a while, the flowerpot filled with black soil began to heat up. In addition to the green light, Yang Qingshan's palm also shed more light.

Some invisible rainwater is full of vitality and blends into the flowerpot.

A weak life force appeared in the small dark room, and even the baby crane, which had already eaten its fill, raised its head curiously and stared at the flowerpot.

"It sprouted."

Yang Qingshan looked at the flower pot with a smile. There were a few green lights in the middle of the black soil. It was very difficult to squeeze out, and directly received the green light shed by Yang Qingshan's Jade Liquid Art. It grew even faster. In less than an hour,

A rose blossomed, and Yang Qingshan was intoxicated by its charming fragrance.

"Yes, try the ginseng."

Yang Qingshan was satisfied with taking out the ginseng from the medicine cabinet and buried it in the soil. However, after running the Yuye Jue for two hours, the ginseng showed no reaction at all. It seems that the more advanced plants or medicinal materials require the Yuye Jue

level, and Yang Qingshan just started practicing Yu Ye Jue, level Tai Chi.

The Jade Liquid Jue already knew what was going on. Yang Qingshan spent two hours refining Qi-nourishing pills and Dingshen pills, and finally refined twenty bottles of Golden Chuanglu. This was considered as an explanation to Hua Yiran, an old man who was obsessed with money, and finally

He took out a blood-red sword, and the small dark room was immediately filled with blood.

This is the Blood Drinking Sword, a spiritual weapon that is far superior to ordinary magic weapons.

There are three types of weapons in the world of cultivating immortals. From low to high, they are magic weapons, spiritual weapons, and treasure weapons. Magic weapons are the most basic weapons and have nine levels. However, spiritual weapons and treasure weapons are divided into upper, middle, and lower levels.

The power of the weapon is several times that of the ninth-grade magic weapon, and it is difficult to refine spiritual weapons and treasure weapons.

"Low-grade spiritual weapon." Yang Qingshan looked at the sword in his hand with a smile.

There are not many people who can refine treasure weapons in this world, but there are still many people who can refine spiritual weapons. But this blood-drinking sword was stolen from an ancient tomb by a crazy Taoist who killed people and stole goods. He is an ancient weapon refiner.

It was forged and more powerful than ordinary low-grade spiritual weapons, but Yang Qingshan was unable to master this blood-drinking sword.

As soon as the Blood Drinking Sword left the Qiankun Ring, it resisted fiercely. Although Yang Qingshan dripped blood and recognized its master, the spiritual power in the spiritual weapon seemed to be anxious and wanted to kill Yang Qingshan crazily. The sword released bleeding

The red light dazzled people's eyes and ears, waiting for the opportunity to fly out of Yang Qingshan's hand and cut off Yang Qingshan's hand.

Several rays of lightning hit the Blood Drinking Sword, and the sword made a painful sound, then became quiet, the red light dimmed, and it trembled slightly in Yang Qingshan's hand.

"It doesn't matter if there is no blood. I have already dripped blood. I am your master. Don't worry, I will become stronger. You can drink as much blood as you want." Yang Qingshan said depressedly and put away the blood drinking sword.

He got up and took out a silver sword.

This silver sword is too low-level. It only has a second-grade magical weapon. In a large sect, everyone has a few. However, in Yang Qingshan's eyes, it is the most powerful weapon now, and it is also the most user-friendly. At the same time,

Yang Qingshan also has a black poison needle, but the black poison needle is only a first-grade magic weapon, and it needs to be fed with poison continuously to exert greater power.

"It's so hard."

Yang Qingshan sighed, thinking that Wang Xiaoni was collecting the poison from her grandma for herself. Although it had only been a day, it should be full.

After leaving the small dark room, Yang Qingshan saw Buyu standing on the rooftop, with a cold face and cold eyes staring at Yang Qingshan.

"Brother who doesn't eat fish." Yang Qingshan greeted him with a cynical look while holding his sword.

"What kind of big brother is that of yours?" Baoyu said sarcastically.

"Are you talking about a crazy Taoist? Haha, let's go." Yang Qingshan said, jumped off the rooftop with his sword, and walked towards the sea.

Don't Eat Fish frowned and followed him silently.

Yang Qingshan snickered, walked to the beach, took a deep breath, kicked off his flip-flops, jumped onto the sea, and stood on the lagoon.

"Don't eat fish. Recently, my little brother, I have practiced a set of swordsmanship. Let's go through two moves." Yang Qingshan said coldly.

"The Sword Art of Forgetting Love? Today it has spread among the fellow Taoists. Why, your elder brother is willing to give it to you?"

"Eldest brother said that he is not suitable for using a sword."

"Yes, you are indeed cheap."

"You're scolding me!" Yang Qingshan said angrily on purpose: "Has your skin been growing recently? I need an acupuncture."

"Humph, you said so, let's just take two tricks." Bu Shiyu said coldly, staring at the sword in Yang Qingshan's hand, and said with a look of greed: "I also had a sword back then, and it was six years old.

Taste the sword."

"Oh? Okay, let's make a bet. If you win, this sword will be given to you. If you lose..."

"how?"

"I have a set of acupuncture techniques that require one hundred and eight silver needles. You must be aware of it."

"One hundred and eight silver needles?" Baoyu swallowed his saliva and said with a guilty conscience, "Okay."

As soon as Bu Shiyu finished speaking, Yang Qingshan appeared in front of Bu Shiyu in a blink of an eye, piercing Bu Shiyu's throat with his sword.

"Hmph, your Shunpo Technique is not good enough." Buchiyu sneered. The water under his feet sank, and Buchiyu hid in the water.

"Haha, little one." Yang Qingshan sank to the bottom of the sea without giving in, but when the strong light came, he didn't eat fish and didn't sink completely into the sea. He just floated under the sea surface, and a spell in his hand burst out with intense energy.

The light immediately enveloped Yang Qingshan in it.

"Gulu, Gulu."

Yang Qingshan was surprised to find that he was trapped in a bubble. The water inside seemed to have magic power. His little vitality was completely out of control and his power was completely lost. His eyes, ears, mouth and nose were filled with water, and he had difficulty breathing.

"boom……"

Don't Eat Fish rushed out of the sea with one hand holding the bubbles, threw them on the sea, and smiled proudly at the dumbfounded Yang Qingshan inside.

Wow...

Yang Qingshan pierced the blisters with his sword, stood on the sea angrily, pointed his sword at the fish and said: "I don't accept it."

"You've already lost."

"But you used a charm."

"I'm willing to admit defeat and bring you the sword." Buyu said proudly.

"Okay, I'm willing to admit defeat, but I want to gamble again. But you don't plan to use the spell." Yang Qingshan said.

"Haha, what you have in mind is quite beautiful. A gangster is a gangster. I don't use charms, but you have the Shunpo Technique. I'm not confident that I can be your opponent. I won't give up using charms, but I will give you a charm.

Open the spell."

"Give me one? Okay." Yang Qingshan said.

After getting a spell, Yang Qingshan didn't know how to use it, so he looked dumbfounded and refused to eat the fish.

"Start." Baoyu said lukewarmly.

This time, Yang Qingshan made the first move. He threw the spell in his hand and landed lightly in Buyu's hand. Then Buyu shook his hand and another bubble trapped Yang Qingshan.

"You lost to me on purpose." Buchiyu said with a frown.

Yang Qingshan sat in the water with his eyes closed and said: "I gave you a sword, can you do me a favor?"

"Haha, that's it. Showing courtesy for nothing is either cheating or stealing, as long as I can do it." Buchiyu said with a smile, staring happily at the silver sword in his hand.

"I know that you have traveled to the great rivers and mountains of the motherland and are well-informed. I want you to help me find some poison." Yang Qingshan said.