Start practicing from marrying the disfigured princess

The Nascent Soul is gone.

How can it be restored to its original state just by removing the poison?

Ren Pingsheng knew what was going on and said calmly: "It's good to be able to restore your appearance."

After a pause, he said: "It doesn't matter if it can't be restored, as long as Chang An doesn't care."

Bai Youwei didn't expect him to say that. She couldn't help but look at him more. Seeing his clear eyes and calm heart, she knew that he was not pretending, but really thought so.

"You are so free and easy." Bai Youwei said.

Ren Pingsheng didn't comment and asked: "Auntie, do you know how to remove the poison?"

Bai Youwei shook her head: "The method of removing the poison is in the hands of the demon clan, and even the Gu clan doesn't know it."

Ren Pingsheng was silent.

The demon clan and the Gu clan all live in the south.

He grew up in the northern border since he was a child and didn't know much about these two forces.

He only knew that the Great Zhou court had been fighting with the demon and Gu clans for many years, and the two sides were enemies.

The reason why Chang An ended up like this was because of the demon clan.

"I don't know how to remove the poison, but I know how to suppress it."

Aunt looked at Ren Pingsheng and said slowly: "Although it can only last for a short time, it can relieve the pain of His Highness Chang'an, and His Highness Chang'an's appearance can also be temporarily restored to its original state."

Relieve pain.

Restore appearance.

Even if the time is short, it should allow Chang'an to take off the veil and rekindle the hope of life.

It is very helpful for the treatment of her PTSD.

Thinking of this, Ren Pingsheng's eyes lit up, and he said impatiently: "Aunt, please teach me!"

Bai Youwei's eyes were calm, and she slowly uttered two words: "Dual cultivation."

Dual cultivation?

Ren Pingsheng was stunned, and many pictures appeared in his mind.

Eighteen kinds of martial arts, all available.

"Aunt can say the word double cultivation so calmly, this double cultivation should be different from what I imagined. Besides, the Taoist sect is pure and desireless, and it should not delve into this kind of improper practice method."

Ren Pingsheng repeatedly warned himself in his heart not to think about it, but the pictures in his mind kept changing.

They were all kinds of difficult movies that I had watched in my previous life.

I thought I had almost forgotten them.

Unexpectedly, when I recalled them now, the voices and faces of all the teachers were still vivid in my mind.

After a while.

Ren Pingsheng put aside his distracting thoughts, looked at his aunt, and asked, "What does your aunt mean by dual cultivation?"

"It's just what you think." Bai Youwei said lightly.

Do you really know what I'm thinking?

As soon as Ren Pingsheng had this thought, he heard his aunt's voice again.

"I know."

"!"

Ren Pingsheng widened his eyes and looked at his aunt in disbelief.

A bold idea came to his mind: Could it be that my aunt can read minds?

If that's the case.

Damn!

I can't live anymore!

Thinking of the random thoughts just now, Ren Pingsheng felt his face getting hot, and he wanted to jump off Baiyun Mountain right now.

I'm not afraid of being torn to pieces, I want to keep my innocence in the world!

Thinking of this, I heard my aunt say calmly, "I can't read minds."

It's like this, you still say you can't, who will believe it.

Ren Pingsheng gave up struggling, looked at his aunt, forced a smile, and said, "It's said that the aunt family is close, and the broken bones are connected. It seems to be true. My aunt and I are really in tune with each other."

Aunt glanced at him and said in a gentle tone, "I really can't read minds, but when you heard the word double cultivation, your eyes were too lustful, and others could tell what you were thinking at a glance."

Don't say it, don't say it.

Although you are my aunt, after all, we are not familiar with each other, so there is still a sense of boundaries.

Ren Pingsheng felt that the atmosphere was getting more and more awkward, and hurriedly changed the subject: "Should I pay attention to anything when practicing double cultivation?"

Bai Youwei said, "It needs to be coordinated with the exercises."

As he said that, he took out a exercises book from his arms, put it on the table, and continued, "It can only be done once a month, and only during the process can the poison be suppressed. After the end, everything will return to normal."

Only once a month?

Why does this statement feel a little familiar?

Could it be that before this, Chang An already knew this method and used it once on the wedding night?

Ren Pingsheng thought of this, reached out to take the technique, first thanked him, then flipped through it and roughly browsed it.

This technique has no name, only specific moves.

Well.

It can also be said to be a posture for cultivation.

During the practice, as long as you concentrate, you can suppress all negative effects, including the effects of the poison.

After the practice, the spiritual energy in both parties will be condensed to a certain extent and more pure.

In addition.

There must be a month between the two practices, otherwise the meridians cannot withstand the pressure of the spiritual energy and are extremely easy to be damaged.

After reading it, Ren Pingsheng couldn't help but think of what Jiang Chuyue said at the beginning.

It can only be done once a month, otherwise the senior sister's cultivation will be abolished.

It seems that Chang An has indeed mastered this technique, and on the wedding night, he guided his spiritual energy to run and completed the practice.

So the question is?

Has Chang An's cultivation been abolished?

Why can she still practice the technique normally?

After thinking for a few seconds, Ren Pingsheng suddenly realized.

Chang An's cultivation was abolished, but it didn't mean that she couldn't cultivate again.

With her talent, even if she lost her Nascent Soul, she could have a strong cultivation in a very short time by cultivating again.

But the upper limit was only the fifth rank.

After figuring this out, Ren Pingsheng turned to think about another thing.

"If the poisonous poison can only be suppressed during the process of cultivation, it only lasts for two or three hours a month. The time is too short and a bit useless. I'm afraid it won't have much effect on the treatment of Chang An's condition."

Thinking of this, Ren Pingsheng couldn't help but frowned, looked at his aunt, and asked: "Aunt, are there any other ways to suppress the poison?"

Bai Youwei shook her head: "No."

Ren Pingsheng felt disappointed.

Bai Youwei added: "However, the skill in your hand is missing some parts. If it can be completed, the effect will be better. At least it will not be limited to once a month."

Is there such a thing?

Ren Pingsheng's eyes lit up again and asked: "How to complete it?"

Bai Youwei said: "Longhu Mountain."

Seeing Ren Pingsheng's confused face, he explained again: "Five hundred years ago, Baiyun Temple and Longhu Mountain were originally from the same family, and the techniques were inherited in the same line.

Later, I, the old temple master of Baiyun Temple, competed with the previous Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain for the position of Taoist Master.

The old temple master missed and seriously injured the opponent. From then on, a gap gradually developed between Baiyun Temple and Longhu Mountain.

Until now, except for the Tao discussion in Longchang once every ten years, there is almost no contact, and the skills are naturally not as exchangeable as before.

The Dual Cultivation Technique was originally stored in Longhu Mountain. What you have in your hands is just a copy copied from memory by one of my seniors at Baiyun Temple. It has been passed down to this day and is already many different from the original. "

It turns out that Baiyun Temple and Longhu Mountain still have such a past.

but.

If the complete technique is stored in Longhu Mountain, it may not be a bad thing for me.

Based on my father's relationship with the master of Longhu Mountain, and looking at the skills, it shouldn't be a big problem.

Ren Pingsheng thought this, with a smile on his face, he looked at Bai Youwei and said sincerely: "Thank you, auntie!"

Bai Youwei raised her eyes to look at the sky and waved her hand: "It's getting late. You have to go back to the capital and set off as soon as possible. If you are still confused, come back to me tomorrow."

The rules of Baiyun Temple.

No outsiders are allowed to spend the night on the mountain.

This is true even if the emperor comes to visit.

Ren Pingsheng said no more, stood up and saluted: "Pingsheng retires."

After saying that, he turned around and walked down the mountain.

This time I came to Baiyun Temple and it was a fruitful experience.

At least I know how to suppress the poison.

anyway.

If you follow what my aunt said, your appearance will return to its original appearance during practice.

Doesn’t that mean we don’t have to turn off the lights?

In this case, why did Chang An still wear a veil that night?

Is it just shy?

It didn't seem impossible, after all, when the veil was pulled off later, she didn't resist much.

I don’t know what Chang An’s appearance was like before, or whether he was as good-looking as others said.

If you want to know the answer, you have to wait at least until the next time, which is a month later.

Why.

It would be great if there was a complete technique.

On the way down the mountain, Ren Pingsheng couldn't help but have random thoughts.

The sun sets.

It stretched his shadow very long.

Return to Ren Mansion.

It is already Xu time.

The night is like water and the moon is bright.

Ren Pingsheng was walking on the corridor and saw Jiang Chuyue again in the same position.

She was still wearing a pink dress, holding a food box in both hands, and stood there quietly. Under the moonlight, she actually looked a bit peaceful, like a beautiful girl from the literature department who was obediently waiting for her boyfriend to finish class.

Even though he knew that this was just her appearance, there was still a hint of surprise in Ren Shengsheng's eyes, which quickly disappeared.

He chose to ignore her and walked straight to the courtyard.

"Prince."

Jiang Chuyue called softly.

Ren Pingsheng stopped, looked at her, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Senior sister doesn't seem to like the sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by the prince himself."

Jiang Chuyue walked up to Ren Pingsheng, raised her head slightly, looked at him with a pair of smart eyes, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her voice was soft and waxy.

It was obviously based on the taste mentioned by the chef of Guanglu Temple, adding osmanthus and some more honey.

Why not?

The cook at Guanglu Temple should not dare to lie.

Could it be that Chang An's tastes have changed since he suffered from PTSD?

Ren Pingsheng was full of thoughts and had no expression on his face as he asked: "Can you tell me why your senior sister doesn't like it?"

Jiang Chuyue said: "Senior sister said that she doesn't like other people's leftovers."

"?" Ren Pingsheng looked confused.

Seeing his confused look, Jiang Chuyue stretched out her hand to open the food box: "Maybe senior sister thought that the only portion of pastry was made by the prince for Young Master Xiao, but there were some left over, so he gave it to senior sister, prince. That's it. ?"

Hearing this, Ren Pingsheng realized something, his heart skipped a beat, and he looked at the food box.

really.

The sweet-scented osmanthus cake has the word Xiao printed on it.

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Seeing this scene, Ren Pingsheng fell into silence.

He never thought that he would make such a stupid mistake.

No need to think about it.

Chang An must have felt disappointed and sad when he saw this piece of cake.

Depend on! How the hell can this car roll over?

Ren Pingsheng felt depressed for a while.

at this time.

Jiang Chuyue's soft voice came from beside her again.

"Although senior sister doesn't like it, I like it very much."

Jiang Chuyue blinked her eyes and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, can you make a copy for me, with the word "江" printed on it?"

Ren Pingsheng was in no mood to pay attention to her and waved his hand.

"Did the prince agree?"

"Um."

Ren Pingsheng nodded perfunctorily and asked, "What else did your senior sister say?"

Jiang Chuyue smiled like a flower and was full of interest: "Senior sister also said that the sweet-scented osmanthus cake is too sweet, so you shouldn't add so much honey. You can add some hawthorn. It will taste sour and sweet."

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Ren Pingsheng was silent again.

He didn't believe that this was what Chang An could say.

"Your Majesty, don't you trust me?"

Ren Pingsheng looked at her, just silent.

"Why does Your Majesty look at this slave like this? I will be shy."

Jiang Chuyue looked shy, lowered her head, held the corners of her clothes with both hands, and shook her body slightly.

Ren Pingsheng looked at her deeply, turned around and left.

Seeing this, Jiang Chuyue walked up to him again and stopped him: "Your Majesty, don't you want to know something else?"

"for example?"

"For example, if it is inconvenient for me to be a slave, can I serve the prince?"

Jiang Chuyue looked shy, but her smart eyes kept looking at Ren Pingsheng.

Ren Pingsheng just said: "I took note of what you just said."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"The prince is always like this, and he is not good to others at all. Next time something like this happens again, I won't help the prince!"

The sound of Jiang Chuyue's stamping feet came from behind.

Ren Pingsheng has been determined.

The sweet-scented osmanthus cake was not sent to Chang An, but was detained by Jiang Chuyue on the way.

No matter what she had done before, this was pretty good.

The green tea taste is just too strong.

If you want me to make a sweet-scented osmanthus cake for her, just say so.

"Print the word Jiang, put less honey, and add some hawthorn."

Ren Pingsheng kept Jiang Chuyue's request in mind and walked into the courtyard.

The lights were on in the wing.

Xiao Rongxue could be seen sitting on a chair, holding a book in her hand, reading seriously.

In two months, this was the first time in his life that Ren saw her reading a book, and he couldn't help but wonder what she was reading.

I wanted to ask, but thinking about the box of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, I hesitated a little.

The one with the character Xiao printed on it was sent to Chang An.

The one with Chang An on it must have been given to Xiao Rongxue.

Although Xiao Rongxue is not as sensitive as Chang An.

But thinking that this was all I had said before, I still felt a little embarrassed.

at this time.

The door to the wing opens.

Xiao Rongxue held a book in her hand, stood at the door, looked at Ren Pingsheng, and said hello as usual: "I'm back."

"Um."

Ren Pingsheng nodded and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Xiao Rongxue didn't answer and threw the book at him.

Ren Pingsheng reached out and took it, using the moonlight, he flipped through a few pages and found that there were many people's names written on them. After the names, there were also written identities, strengths, and some experiences.

It's a bit like the introduction of NPC characters in the game.

Ren Pingsheng looked at it for a while and asked, "What is this?"

Xiao Rongxue said: "The list compiled by the demon tribe and the barbarian tribe."

"?" Ren Pingsheng looked confused.

He has heard of many of the names on this list.

Most of them are long-established geniuses, some are martial artists, some are Confucian scholars, and some are Taoist disciples.

Only there are no barbarians.

What’s the point of the monsters and barbarians compiling such a list?

Are they to be assassinated one by one?

It seemed that he saw Ren Pingsheng's doubts.

Xiao Rongxue followed up with an explanation: "The records recorded above are all the younger generation of monks in Da Zhou. In order of talent and potential, the first one is your wife, Princess Chang An, and the second one is the Little Celestial Master from Longhu Mountain. The third one is Prince Ning, you can see the rest for yourself, it’s basically consistent with the real situation.”

The first one is Chang An?

Ren Pingsheng was startled and turned the book in his hand to the first page. Sure enough, he saw that the name written at the front was Liu Ruyan.

Followed by a line of small words.

Princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the title is Chang'an. She is at the top of Talent A, Potential A, and Threat A. She entered the fourth rank at the age of sixteen and belongs to the three tribes of humans, monsters, and barbarians. She is the only one in the past thousands of years, and is called by the monks of the Great Zhou. The number one genius in the millennium, once single-handedly defeated three demon generals outside Kunzhou City.

It turned out to be Chang An.

Ren Pingsheng withdrew his gaze, looked at Xiao Rongxue, and asked: "Why did the demon clan and barbarian clan compile such a list?"

Xiao Rongxue said: "Maybe it's to facilitate assassination, or maybe it's to provoke a fight among the younger generation. Yaman always does things without rules. Who knows what they think."

"Start a fight?" Ren Pingsheng had not expected this and was a little confused.

Xiao Rongxue glanced at him and said: "People in the martial arts practice, all they want is fame and fortune, and there are many examples of people who are willing to risk their lives for a false reputation.

Now that we have this list, there must be someone who is dissatisfied with others being ranked above them, launching a challenge, and competing. Isn't it normal? "

really.

The same principle applies to various games in the past life, where we were keen on ranking combat power, honor rankings, and reputation rankings.

Essentially, they are all designed to stimulate people's competitive spirit.

Thinking of this, Ren Pingsheng suddenly felt that this book was simply the source of trouble.

"It has only been half a day since this book was introduced to the capital. There are already many bookstores. According to the list, a list of geniuses is posted at the door. It looks very eye-catching and attracts discussion in the streets and alleys. When you came back from Baiyunguan, there was no see?"

Listen to what Xiao Rongxue said.

When I came back, I seemed to see people surrounding the door of the bookstore.

At that time, I thought there was another hit storybook.

But I didn't expect to be watching this genius list.

Ren Pingsheng thought for a while and asked, "The court doesn't care?"

Xiao Rongxue said: "The list has been circulated, there is no point in caring about it."

Ren Pingsheng frowned and said: "Where did the list come from?"

Xiao Rongxue said: "The south and the north are deliberately done by the demons and barbarians. According to them, the ranking will be re-ranked every six months."

Ren Pingsheng was surprised: "How can they be so well-informed?"

Xiao Rongxue glanced at him and asked back: "You just found out?"

Ren Pingsheng was speechless for a moment.

Seeing this, Xiao Rongxue explained: "Most of the top cultivators on the list are fourth- and fifth-grade cultivators, and the demons have a magic weapon called the Questioning Heaven Mirror, which can show every battle of fifth-grade and above cultivators.

To be precise, it can sense a certain degree of spiritual fluctuations in various places in the world and present relevant pictures.

With the help of the Questioning Heaven Mirror, they can accurately judge the strength of these people and then record them."

Is there such a magic weapon in the world?

If I am promoted to the fifth grade one day, when I do that thing, I will mobilize spiritual energy.

Will the Questioning Heaven Mirror also be able to observe it?

Thinking of this, Ren Pingsheng felt indescribably awkward all over, as if there were a pair of eyes in the air, staring at him all the time.

Xiao Rongxue saw his thoughts and added: "Because of the existence of the Questioning Heaven Mirror, the Imperial Astronomical Observatory has developed a magic weapon called the Heaven Covering Stone, which can disrupt the prying of the Questioning Heaven Realm within a certain range.

The five major cities, including the capital, are covered by the Heaven Covering Stone, and important activities such as the court's deployment of troops and the emperor's travel will be equipped with Heaven Covering Stone.

However, the raw materials for refining the Heaven Covering Stone are scarce, so when you go out, you must be careful and don't mobilize the spiritual energy casually, so as not to be spied on by the Questioning Heaven Mirror."

At this point, he paused and said, "In fact, the demon race is not that boring. They only care about the spiritual energy fluctuations in some special areas, and the more intense spiritual energy fluctuations. Generally speaking, they will only record the battles between fourth-grade cultivators.

Although the battles of fifth-grade cultivators can be presented, they will only take a look at most and will not take it to heart."

"So that's it." Ren Pingsheng looked enlightened.

He was just thinking, why has the demon race had such a magic weapon, and why has he never heard his father talk about it before.

After hearing what Xiao Rongxue said, he realized that his father didn't seem to need to tell him.

After all, he was only a ninth-grade, far from the fifth-grade that could be spied on by the Heavenly Mirror.

Speaking of which.

Xiao Rongxue was a fifth-grade, and had reached the realm that could be spied on by the Heavenly Mirror.

I don't know where she ranks in this list.

Thinking of this, Ren Pingsheng turned his head to look at Xiao Rongxue and asked the doubts in his heart.

Xiao Rongxue replied: "The first page, look for yourself."

"The first page?"

Ren Pingsheng was a little surprised and looked down.

Sure enough, he saw Xiao Rongxue's name in the ninth place.

The daughter of the leader of the martial arts world, with talent in the first class, potential in the first class, threat in the first class, nineteen years old, fifth-grade.

Not much information.

Only a simple name, identity, age, and grade.

Speaking of which.

Ren Pingsheng thought she was at most more than a hundred, who would have thought that she could be ranked ninth.

So, Lady Xiao is actually a top genius?

At this moment.

Ren Pingsheng suddenly thought of her words "Do you understand the value of a fifth-grade warrior?".

Now it seems that the value is indeed very high.

On the side.

Xiao Rongxue noticed Ren Pingsheng's expression, raised her head slightly, and was quite proud.

After thinking for a while, she asked again: "Do you want to know your ranking?"

"No." Ren Pingsheng answered decisively.

You don't need to think about it.

Either there is no ranking, or the ranking is very low.

After all, even among the younger generation, the eighth grade is not a good result, it can only be said to be mediocre talent.

On the other side.

Xiao Rongxue searched for a long time before finding Ren Pingsheng's name. Hearing him say this, her chest seemed to be blocked, unable to spit out or swallow.

After a long while, she still couldn't help it, opened her mouth, and wanted to say the ranking.

Seeing this, Ren Pingsheng decisively said: "Don't tell me, I don't want to hear it."

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Xiao Rongxue was speechless for a moment, her face flushed.

Ren Pingsheng glanced at her and said lightly: "I'm going back to rest. If there is anything, we can talk tomorrow."

After that, he returned the book and turned back to the house.

Leaving Xiao Rongxue standing there alone, as if she was scratching her heart with a hundred claws, itching unbearably.

Stayed for a long time.

She looked at the main room, raised her voice, and said to herself: "Nine hundred and ninety-one, the ninth from the bottom."

After saying that, she immediately felt refreshed, and even her breathing became much smoother.

In the main room.

Ren Pingsheng was a little surprised to hear this number.

Obviously, with his cultivation, he would not be ranked in the top thousand.

The reason why he was included.

It is probably because of his identity.

After all, even if the demons and barbarians are well-informed, they can't pay attention to some young cultivators who started from the grass and are not outstanding.

In order to gather a thousand people, it is natural to select some famous noble children and include them.

Speaking of which.

It was unexpected that I was not the worst among the noble children.

After thinking about it for a while, Ren Pingsheng walked to the table, took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and started writing a letter.

The content was very simple.

It was just hoping that my father could come forward and help ask the old Tianshi for the complete dual cultivation method.

Although it was a bit embarrassing to mention this in front of my father.

But for Chang'an and for myself.

What does this little embarrassment matter?

Thinking of this, Ren Pingsheng started writing furiously.