Refining Taoism and ascending to immortality

Every word was pronounced with the sound of metal and stone.

The dense water vapor around seemed to be stirred by the power of the sound, forming a visible sound wheel, large and small, constantly colliding, and the cold air went straight forward.

At this moment, even the three or five small fish that were happily swimming in the spring in the hall were startled and rushed down in a hurry, throwing out clusters of water droplets from their tails.

Seeing this, the man with the golden crown on the jade bed closed his fan with a snap. The ivory fan pendant tied with a ribbon on the fan made a light sound, and the whistling sound suppressed Zhou Qing's questioning voice.

Since the jade bed was high-legged, he sat on it with his arms and legs spread out, naturally looking down from above. He looked at Zhou Qing and spoke for the first time: "You are quite courageous."

He didn't use his internal energy to spit out, so his voice was not loud, far less fierce than Zhou Qing's rebuke just now, but it was deep in his ears, with a kind of unspeakable fear, as if a disaster was about to happen at any time.

This is not a natural majesty, but like an emperor, he has been giving life and death for many years, thus cultivating a kind of "thunder and rain, all are the grace of the king".

With the other party's age and cultivation, he is far from being able to do this. There is only one reason, the power behind him is amazing.

Zhou Qing stood with his hands behind his back. The bead curtain behind him had fallen, and the rich moisture in the hall was filled with the color of the beads, as if covered with a layer of white frost, with a chilly autumn feeling. Unlike the previous forbearance and concession in the Hengnan Zhou clan, he seemed to be indifferent to the other party's power at this moment. He came straight to the point and said, "We have never met before and have no hatred or grudges, but you let your men use magic weapons to disturb my mind and disturb my cultivation, full of malice."

"Do you still expect me to shrink and let you bully me?"

"Who do you think you are?"

Every word was filled with anger.

Like thunderbolts shocking the sky, like the tide of a lake, venting out, wantonly and vast.

No matter who you are or what your background is, if you have any intention to harm me, I will fight back tit for tat!

After Zhou Qing finished speaking, he felt unprecedented relief, as if he had vented the accumulated depression.

At the same time, he sensed that the internal energy in his body was inexplicably agitated.

Although the internal energy obtained by practicing the "Dragon Transformation Map" does not have the properties of true energy, it always has a sense of loneliness, coldness and depth after practicing with the help of the spiritual spring. And now, an indescribable bright red runs through the upper and lower parts, like fire, like blood, and faintly, an indescribable fierce rise.

"This feeling."

Zhou Qing clenched his fists, and his heart was excited.

In Bingliu Jingshe, he had achieved great success in opening meridians, but there was no sign of breaking through to the marrow washing, knowing that there was no opportunity for enlightenment. Later, I thought of the opening treasure map in the Taoist scripture of "Yuanhuang Hualongtu", and saw the appearance of the dragon, and then I realized the opportunity to advance to the marrow washing.

Later, he was forcibly interrupted from thinking, so he decided to give it a try, changed his style, and came to the door, showing his edge.

Now looking at the changes in the internal energy, it seems that the direction of visualization in the Taoist scriptures in Bingliu Jingshe is correct, and the opportunity to break through to the marrow washing is in his hands.

Hearing these words, the man with the golden crown changed color. Before he could move, the woman on the jade bed stood up suddenly. She put one hand on her waist and pointed at Zhou Qing with the other. The flowery gauze dress on her upper body was like a butterfly, trembling gently. There was no beauty in her graceful manner, only murderous intent. She said: "Zhou Qing, listen to me, my young master is a direct descendant of the Yunhuai Zhang family, and the nephew of Qingyun Jushi."

"How dare you talk to Master Chong like this?"

"Zhang Chong."

Zhou Qing learned the identity of the man with the golden crown who was sitting on the jade bed opposite him and was arrogant from inside to outside, and nodded secretly.

The Yunhuai Zhang family is also a thousand-year-old cultivation family, and it is better than the Hengnan Zhou family. It is the real first family in this area. The arrogance of the Zhang family's children is very famous.

Such a direct descendant of the Zhang family, who is in his uncle's house, is completely different from himself. It seems that he is indeed qualified to be arrogant.

In the past, even before he had mastered the art of meridian communication, if he had encountered such a true second generation, he might have just swallowed his anger and comforted himself that it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge?

Zhang Chong saw Zhou Qing lowering his head and not speaking for the time being. He thought that the other party was afraid after knowing his identity. He sat on the jade bed and opened the folding fan again. The fan was full of mountains and rivers, and the scenery was beautiful. He gently shook the folding fan with a calm attitude and said, "Zhou Luoyun sent someone to greet you."

"Originally, I would not bother to fight with a nobody like you. But after practicing and coming out of seclusion, I have nothing to do, so I just want to play around, have fun, and relieve my boredom."

For Zhou Qing, the major event that interfered with his practice was just a fun and boring tune in the hearts of the direct descendants of the Yunhuai Zhang family.

Zhang Chong continued to wave his folding fan. His handsome face, reflected by the spring water not far away, showed a kind of playful expression of a cat playing with a mouse. He said, "So, I still like your rebelliousness when you first came in. Don't be a coward."

"Continue."

"Hehe." The beautiful woman Zijuan sat down again and came to Zhang Chong, covering her mouth and laughing softly. The young master still had a little humor.

Zhou Qing stood in front of the door, looking at Zhang Chong with a teasing face and the beautiful woman who was laughing so hard that her branches were shaking. His ears echoed with the words just now.

His expression and words were full of disdain and arrogance.

For actively disturbing people's cultivation, they did not think that they were making trouble out of nothing and bullying others by taking advantage of their power, but felt that it was reasonable and should be so.

This is tolerable, and what is unbearable.

His face became increasingly cold, but his internal energy seemed to contain the anger that was no longer suppressed. The original deep red color expanded rapidly, spreading like a fiery and bloody color, and looked almost burning.

At a glance, the bones were reflected in the red light, stained with a layer of rouge, like a piece of iron about to enter a blazing coal.

At this moment, Zhou Qing was sure that the opportunity to cleanse his marrow that he had thought of in Bingliu Jingshe was just around the corner. He looked at the man and woman opposite him, his eyes flashing with coldness, and said: "Two clowns, they are singing the same tune, very well matched."

Zhou Qing first stretched out a hand, pointed to the beautiful woman with her legs curled up on the jade bed, and said: "The person who followed is not good, and there will be no good end in the future."

"As for you, Zhang Chong."

Zhou Qing looked at Zhang Chong, his words were like a knife, and said: "He is just a dude who only knows how to bully the weak and fear the strong."

"You are not good enough among the younger generation of Yunhuai Zhang."

"Otherwise, why do you often stay in Qingyun Garden?"

The real geniuses of Yunhuai Zhang will be in their own clan, with the elders of the clan carefully guiding them and regularly checking their progress.

The best wave of children are usually strictly managed by the aristocratic families.

Hearing this, Zhang Chong's originally cynical smile disappeared, his face was ashen, and his face was rarely ferocious.

Zijuan, the maid beside Zhang Chong, jumped up suddenly, rolled up a fragrant wind, and rushed towards Zhou Qing, with a net-like black and blue on her delicate face.

She knew that the words just now had pierced her master's sore spot.

Among the younger generation of the Yunhuai Zhang family, Zhang Chong was in the middle and upper class, and was always a little short of the best. But his brother was not as good as him, but after breaking through the marrow washing, he attracted the power of the fairy bone and showed his true extraordinary talent. He was outstanding in the family and his upward momentum was frightening.

Now that his family has fully supported his brother, Zhang Chong's status in the family has declined.

He felt aggrieved, so he left the family and came to Qingyun Garden to meet his aunt who always loved him. While relaxing, he adjusted his next training ideas.

As a personal maid, Zijuan knew that her young master's arrogant attitude in the Hengnan Zhou family was partly due to his personality, and partly to cover up his inferiority and pain that he was not as good as his brother.

Adding salt to the wound of Zhou Qing, who was in front of him, is a waste of time!

"Take care of him."

Zhang Chong sat on the jade bed and slapped it hard, making a loud noise, telling Zijuan to let go of her hands and feet. If something goes wrong, he will take responsibility.

According to Zhou Luoyun, Zhou Qing had just been promoted from internal training to Tongmai. Zijuan had already achieved Tongmai Dacheng, and recently she was practicing the method of washing marrow, and officially started bone tempering. Her strength was stable above Zhou Qing.

As long as Zijuan didn't care about the other party's identity as a child of the Hengnan Zhou family, she would go all out and absolutely crush him.

"Zijuan."

Thinking of the personal maid who hurriedly taught him a lesson, Zhang Chong was even considering asking Zijuan for a good pill when he returned to the clan, so that she could improve her cultivation.

After all, Zijuan, as a personal maid carefully selected by the family, has outstanding qualifications, even surpassing the direct lineage of ordinary small families. However, because she has been distracted by handling trivial matters, her cultivation progress has been slow recently.

Such a considerate person should not be treated unfairly.

"Zhou Qing!"

Zijuan came three feet in front of Zhou Qing, raised her right hand, and wanted to give Zhou Qing the most humiliating slap in the face.

Only in this way can the anger of her young master be relieved a little.

Just as the moonlight entered the house, it touched the smooth jade-like ground, and the cold light was like a mirror, reflecting Zijuan's appearance. This beautiful woman raised her right hand high, her tall body gathered strength to draw the bow, and the hem of the phoenix tail skirt she wore on her lower body was tight and backward, like a big crane dancing under the cold light.

In Zijuan's view, Zhou Qing on the opposite side must be afraid of his identity as a young master, and he would be timid and passive at the beginning.

I was just accumulating strength, so it didn't matter if I was slow. What I wanted was a full-strength blow after pulling the bow to the full, and I could knock Zhou Qing to the ground with one blow!

There was a penetrating light in Zijuan's eyes, and everything was under control.

She accompanied Zhang Chong that day to meet Wang Daolin sent by Zhou Luoyun. As a personal maid, carefulness was essential, so she asked Wang Daolin for a detailed information about Zhou Qing they were going to deal with.

Zhou Qing was a smart man.

Smart people think a lot and have many concerns. When faced with irresistible pressure, they will retreat.

As for the confrontation with his young master just now, it was probably just a moment of excitement. After calming down, everything will be normal.

It's easy to change the country, but it's hard to change one's nature.

Zhou Qing's eyes met with Zijuan who rushed over, and he seemed to read the other's thoughts from her pair of talking eyes.

"Retreat?"

Since I woke up, I have indeed been retreating.