The Immortal Wife Is Like A Cloud

At the moment of breakthrough.

Su Jingzhe only felt that the Laogong points on both hands and the Yongquan points on both feet, these four secrets of the human body were like energy sources, constantly feeding him back.

The blood and energy that had been extremely depleted suddenly became full again at this moment.

At this time, he suddenly took off his shirt.

There was still the light pink spider mark on his chest.

It seemed that even if he had reached the eighth level of the physical body spirit fetus, the mark had not faded too much.

He could still sense the strong demonic energy there.

Even the poison seemed to be approaching the heart.

"It's almost there, Master said that if I can reach the level of the physical body gold fetus within a month.

Then this pink poison woman mark will not only not pose any threat to me, but I may be able to control the poison of this pink poison woman in the future."

Thinking of the pink poison woman controlling this toxin, she instantly paralyzed her body, so that she could not sense the existence of power.

Such means are terrifying.

If he could get it, not to mention getting all the power, it would definitely be a deadly trick to use it at a critical moment.

After his blood and energy power returned to its peak state, Su Jingzhe took a bath in the bathtub that had been prepared in the room.

At this time, he still had some quenching liquid in his hand. If he wanted to absorb it in this state, it should have a good effect.

But after thinking about it, he still didn't choose to pour the quenching liquid in.

After all, he drank the quenching liquid directly a few times before. Although it was painful, the effect seemed to be quite good.

"This thing will be kept for when you are at the end of your rope. Maybe it can show greater value.

Today I have reached the eighth level, which is enough."

After taking a bath, I felt that every cell in my body was active.

Su Jingzhe still had no intention of sleeping.

He sat cross-legged on the carpet in the room and began to refine his qi.

Although his dantian will still collapse completely when the time comes.

By then, there will be no trace of his qi refining skills left, but he has also discovered a problem in the past few days.

Since the last time he raised his cultivation to the second level of Qi Refining by adding points.

It seems that the speed of cultivation loss has been getting slower and slower, even to the point of being negligible.

And his frequent Qi Refining practice has not increased his Qi Refining cultivation at all.

It just maintains the balance range of the second level of Qi Refining.

This phenomenon made him very strange and puzzled.

It seemed that his serious practice from time to time in these days was just doing useless work.

However, no matter how puzzled he was, in Su Jingzhe's view, he still had to practice when he should.

Even if it was to give himself psychological comfort, he would continue to do it.

Without thinking too much, Su Jingzhe entered the state directly.

When the people in Lingyin Inn entered their own states.

Outside the inn, on the bustling and lively streets.

However, there were several sneaky people staring at this side silently.

However, after waiting for a night, Su Jingzhe and the others did not come out.

In a brothel in Yunmeng City, Feng Mingyan and Hong Yi sat opposite each other in a luxurious box.

They both had two boldly dressed, charming and beautiful female cultivators in their arms.

"Although Miss Qingya did have some tricks in Yunmeng City before, she has been away from here for too long now.

I guess their every move can't escape Brother Feng's control, right?"

Hong Yi asked Feng Mingyan with a smile while pinching the softness in his arms.

Feng Mingyan smiled faintly: "There is no need to use any tricks to deal with them.

It's just that those country bumpkins should be told some rules when they enter our Yunmeng City.

After all, Feng Qingya is my cousin. If her people are too embarrassing, it will not look good for my Feng family, right?"

When saying this, Feng Mingyan's tone was a little sinister.

But just as Feng Mingyan finished speaking, a paper crane suddenly flew towards him from the window.

It carried an energy wave carrying information.

After reading it, Feng Mingyan frowned.

"Haha, so you're starting to be a coward now?"

Feng Mingyan muttered to himself, which made Hong Yi a little confused.

"Brother Feng, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, just a punch on cotton.

It's commendable that those country bumpkins can resist the temptation of Yunmeng City, which is so prosperous."

At the same time, an island was suspended above the sky of Yunmeng City.

This island is not particularly large among all the islands.

But its location is extremely high, and there are not many islands that can reach this height.

In a quiet manor on the island.

A figure who looks gentle and elegant, with extraordinary demeanor, is in the pavilion of the manor.

He is playing a bamboo flute, and the sound of the flute is quiet, as if it carries a hint of melancholy.

At the end of the song, a black shadow suddenly half-knelt outside the pavilion.

"Young Master, Miss Feng Qingyafeng has returned. Do you want to capture her?"

When the black shadow said this, his tone was a little cold.

Hearing this, the young man in black frowned slightly.

A tall, charming and hot figure seemed to appear in front of him.

He smiled faintly: "Catch her, from what angle? What's the reason? And what's the need?"

When the young man asked this, the expression of the half-kneeling black shadow in front of him suddenly froze.

"Feng Qingya's rejection of the young master before was already..."

Before he finished speaking, the young man in black smiled again: "Just because of this? Ridiculous.

It is her power to refuse or not to refuse, not a reason for us to exercise tyranny. After all, this is not our territory.

And if you want to catch her, why do you have to slap the Feng family in Yunmeng City instead of doing it when she is in Linjiang City?

After a pause, he said: "Besides, I also want to see how tough Feng Qingya can be.

In this situation, let's see how she performs this time. I believe she will come to me on her own. "

While saying this, he had already put away the bamboo flute in his hand.

He had a confident smile on his face.

"It was my fault for not considering it carefully."

That night, with Feng Qingya's return, many forces in Yunmeng City were destined to have trouble sleeping.

Under the seemingly calm Yunmeng City, the undercurrent was becoming more and more turbulent.

But all this had nothing to do with Su Jingzhe and the others in Lingyin Inn for the time being.

Su Jingzhe was in that state of Qi Refining, and the night passed quickly.

Practicing in such a comfortable environment did not make him feel tired.

On the second day, he stretched a little and stretched his muscles.

The familiar golden words appeared in front of him again.

"It's another beautiful day"