An Qing just felt hot all over his body, and wanted to go to the big bed, hug Duan Xiaoxiao, and do what a man would do, but he held it back in the end and kept swallowing, but Duan Xiaoxiao's arms kept She swayed toward him and motioned affectionately for him to hurry over.
"Fuck!"
Snapped!
An Qing slapped herself hard, and suddenly she felt like the world was spinning, and everything in front of her was falling apart, and then returned to normal after a moment.
Blood red is still blood red, heaven is still heaven, how can there be any delicate beauty?
Where is Duan Xiaoxiao?
An Qing wiped the nosebleed awkwardly, looked down at Master Jian suddenly, and said coldly: "It's fun, isn't it?"
Mr. Jian said innocently: "I didn't do it."
An Qing was startled and said, "Then why didn't you wake me up?"
Master Jian chuckled: "It's rare to have spring, wouldn't it be boring to wake you up early?"
An Qing was speechless: "This is disrespectful to others."
Master Jian said in surprise: "You still know how to respect others? Don't you know the trigger point of the illusion?"
An Qing was speechless, blushed, lowered his head and continued walking.
The entire space was filled with Master Jian's proud laughter.
An Qing's face turned redder.
An Qing does know, because he already knows the basics of the illusion, but he only really understands it today.
The illusion itself has no lethality. It can only confuse people's senses or minds.
When a person desires something, it will stimulate the innermost potential of what he wants...
Do I want Duan Xiaoxiao?
This thought suddenly arose in An Qing's mind, and then he shook his head vigorously, silently reciting the meditation spell branded by Master Jian on himself, trying to dispel this unreasonable thought.
Duan Xiaoxiao is indeed beautiful, but An Qingzhi is not here.
There was still no end to the stairs, so An Qing looked up and continued moving forward.
Why is he so persistent?
It's because he simply doesn't believe that there are endless stairs.
The weight on his body became heavier and heavier. Every step An Qing took was very laborious. His whole body was already wet and dry with sweat, and then wet again.
He walked silently up this boring staircase alone.
Finally, An Qing reached the finish line. When he stepped on the last step, the pressure on his body relaxed and he suddenly felt as light as a feather.
He glanced at the door, grinned, and turned to look behind him.
The blood-red world disappeared, replaced by blue sky, white clouds, and lush greenery.
The gentle breeze blowing is so refreshing.
There was no trace of the stairs, and he was the only one standing in the sky in this world.
"Hehe" smiled, An Qing picked up the wine gourd and took a big sip, then stepped into the door with satisfaction.
This is the world of thunder and fire.
Thunder and lightning rolled in the sky with terrifying force, fiery red magma flowed on the ground, and flames spread across the entire earth.
An Qing stood at the door and couldn't help but feel the heat wave hitting his face. He then smiled and flew away.
I found a bigger rock, took off all my clothes and put it into the bracelet, then picked up the wine gourd and sat cross-legged.
While he was drinking sips of wine, flames and thunder and lightning seemed to have targeted him, rolling in crazily from all directions.
An Qing didn't show any worry at all on his face. He let the flames burn him and the thunder and lightning struck him.
The flames burned his body red, like iron being calcined in a furnace.
Thunder and lightning penetrated his body, drilling into his limbs and bones, sending waves of numbness.
Even so, it still had no adverse impact on him.
The more An Qing drank, the more he wanted to laugh.
Master Jian suddenly said: "Tsk, tsk, boy, your physical body has already begun to take shape. I don't know how many people will drool when they see it."
An Qing put down the wine gourd: "How far is it from Dacheng?"
Master Jian said: "We are still far from Dacheng. Whether it is fire or thunder, there are strengths and weaknesses. I think you should understand."
An Qing nodded. He also felt that although the flames and thunder and lightning here looked scary, they were actually of little use to him.
Master Jian said: "You are already almost at this level, but you are still not very good at it. If you can find a rare treasure that can truly refine your body, or a powerful treasure of blood, I think your physical body can be improved to a higher level. "
Hearing this, An Qing frowned slightly and said, "Isn't the young master of the Crimson Flame Python clan's true blood good enough?"
Master Jian shook his head: "Yes, yes, but the power contained in the blood is too little. If other precious blood can be found to be mixed, the effect will probably be even better."
An Qing smiled and said: "In this case, let's go to the wilderness."
Master Jian thought for a while and said: "There are indeed many powerful bloodlines in the wilderness, but don't you want to get the Yellow Dragon Taoist Scripture?"
An Qing sighed and said: "I really want the Yellow Dragon Taoist Scripture, but I feel it is too slow. Even if I go to Zulong Taoist Temple, it is still unclear whether I can see the Yellow Dragon Taoist Scripture."
Master Jian said on his forehead: "Well, that's all we can do for now. In fact, I would rather you get a peerless Taoist scripture that belongs to the human race."
An Qing said: "Why?"
Master Jian sighed: "Because you belong to the human race. No matter how powerful your physique is, your body is still that of the human race. Every peerless Taoist scripture is created by unparalleled geniuses, and then continuously perfected by the sages of the past generations. What is expounded in it is naturally the principle of a family’s spiritual practice, and as long as you see it, you will definitely be inspired.”
An Qing couldn't help but remain silent after hearing this.
What Mr. Jian said makes sense.
What better way to understand people than people?
If you can get a copy of the peerless Taoist scriptures of the human race, it will definitely be of great help to your own practice.
But An Qing found it a bit difficult to wait.
Because he felt that as his strength increased, the terrifying suction force existed in his body like a black hole, absorbing his Dao Yuan all the time.
But fortunately it is not strong now and can be dealt with. If the strength increases further, will the suction power increase exponentially?
An Qing looked at the thundering sky and frowned.
After a long time, the thunder and lightning disappeared, and the flaming earth disappeared. However, heavy snow began to fall in the sky. The earth was soon covered with ice, and the coldness hit from all directions.
An Qing put on his clothes and still drank sips of wine. There was not much wine left in the wine gourd.
After a long time, the snowstorm stopped, but the cold was still pressing, but a portal appeared behind An Qing.
The appearance of the portal proves that An Qing has passed this level.
An Qing stood up, patted the snow on his body, turned around and walked into the door.
This is an octagonal hall, with a window on the wall in each corner. However, there is nothing in the wide hall, only an old man in black robe standing in front of An Qing.
An Qing recognized the old man in black robe at a glance. He was the old man sweeping fallen leaves at the entrance of the Tower of Trials. He stepped forward and bowed.
The old man in black robe showed a smile on his wrinkled face and said: "Congratulations, you have passed every level perfectly. This is a reward for those who have passed every level perfectly." As he said that, he raised his hand and a black sandalwood tree appeared. The box appears in the hand.
After taking the black wooden box, An Qing thanked the black-robed old man, opened it curiously and looked at it, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
There are three milky-white Taoist elixirs in the wooden box, each one is crystal clear. In the elixir, there is a looming crane with spread wings and soaring upward.
Although An Qing didn't know what the Dao Pill was called, he knew it was not an ordinary product based on the strange phenomena in the Dao Pill and the strange fragrance of the pill.
The black-robed old man smiled and said: "This elixir is called Fuyao. It is a top-grade Taoist elixir. It can improve one's state of cultivation and can also restore serious injuries. As long as there is still breath left, taking this elixir can save you."
An Qing was stunned when he heard this.
