Xie Fu smiled slightly after hearing this. He didn't expect that Lan Ning had the same burden as him. He held her hand and said, "Although I am useless, no matter what, I will walk with you."
Lan Ning looked into Xie Fu's eyes. There was no doubt about his heart. She had heard his thoughts a long time ago, but she couldn't let Xie Fu live with her now. Xie Fu was living uprightly in the sunshine, and she Now we are living in darkness, and darkness and day cannot coexist.
Seeing that Lan Ning was silent, Xie Fu comforted him: "Ning'er, don't be afraid."
Lan Ning didn't expect that Xie Fu would say such a thing, so she smiled sweetly and said softly: "I'm not afraid. Even for my Fu, I'm not afraid either. It's just that as a Nestorian saint, I have to do something."
Xie Fu asked: "What's the matter?"
What's up!
Might makes right. Who is black and who is white, who is evil and who is good are not the words of the strong.
This is why everyone is chasing after strength, wealth and power.
What she wants to do is to restore Nestorianism, and then conquer the world. Not only must she live uprightly in the sun, but she must also make others obey her words without fear of speaking.
Then she held her Fu in her arms.
This road was naturally extremely dangerous, and every step was a fight. She believed Fu would follow her footsteps, but she was unwilling.
Fu has done enough, let her express this love by herself, let her complete her mission and control her own destiny.
Lan Ning said with a faint smile: "After handling some academic affairs, I will step down as a saint and then come to pick up my master."
Xie Fu said with a smile: "Okay, I'll wait for you." But he was thinking secretly in his heart, I want to be strong, so strong that I can hold you in my arms in front of everyone in the world, and no one else dares to say anything wrong.
Both of them spoke calmly, but neither of them expressed their true thoughts.
Although they take different paths, they reach the same destination.
The two of them smiled knowingly, and Lan Ning suddenly smiled and said: "Lift up your shirt."
Xie Fu shook his head, gently touched her face, and said with a smile: "On the first day of marriage, a husband should cherish his wife even more." It probably meant that he felt sorry for her first pain and didn't want her anymore.
"no."
Lan Ning smiled and took the initiative to lift up his shirt, looked at the words on his back, and smiled softly: "Is this a gift from that bitch He Qing?"
Xie Fu smiled and asked, "What is written?"
Lan Ning covered her mouth and smiled, but did not tell Xie Fu, "It's not rude to come back without reciprocating. I also want to give her a gift. Come on, lie down."
Xie Fu lay directly on the couch and asked, "Do you want to write a few words on it too?"
"No! Just one word."
Lan Ning said as he pulled out the hairpin on his head, and the green hair that had just been bunted fell down like a waterfall.
Lan Ning bent down and lay on Xie Fu's back, putting her head against his waist. The black hair fell on Xie Fu's back like gentle raindrops, causing Xie Fu to move physically and mentally. From the black hair, he could feel The gentleness of Lanning woman.
Xie Fu's spine suddenly felt the sting of acupuncture.
Lan Ning asked softly: "Does it hurt?"
Xie Fu smiled and said: "You said that only when it hurts will you cherish it, and only when it hurts will you remember it for a lifetime." In fact, for him who suffered real pain, this pain was like scratching an itch.
Like embroidery, Lan Ning intensively dropped needles on Xie Fu's spine, writing the word "Ning" that can never be erased.
After finishing writing, Lan Ning asked: "Will you be scolded when you go back?"
Xie Fu laughed: "I'm just afraid that He Qing will write a word of love on the other side of me."
Lan Ning said: "I don't allow her to write. She already owns you, but this is unique to me."
Xie Fu stood up and hugged her, and suddenly felt a hot and violent vibration in the Xiantian Aperture. The true energy flowed out from the water veins and poured into the Xiantian Aperture, trying to measure the changes in nature.
The Xiantian Aperture is the place where normal high-level warriors gather Xiantian Qi and communicate with the inside and outside.
This was a sign that he was about to break through his cultivation level. Xie Fu was pleasantly surprised and his expression became solemn.
As far as he knows, to advance to the fifth level after the fifth level, you need to go through the martial arts tribulation, which is very dangerous for martial arts practitioners. Many martial arts warriors stop at the fifth level or die at the fifth level.
Later, he deliberately explored this martial arts calamity with Ming Lao, and then he had a better understanding of the martial arts calamity.
This is all because promotion from the fifth grade to the fourth grade is a true process of turning a cocoon into a butterfly, a process of changing acupoints and pulses. In other words, although you are a mortal, your body's muscles and veins are already different from ordinary people.
This is also a process from strength to change. This kind of evolution is naturally against the reincarnation of heaven. Humans are human beings. It’s okay to be stronger. How can you be allowed to achieve a body close to that of an immortal or a god?
This moment came so suddenly, Xie Fu was not prepared at all, and there was no literary master to protect him at this moment.
Originally, when the breakthrough was approaching, it could be suppressed slightly, but for Xie Fu at this moment, the turbulent and hot trend had reached the point where he had to break through. If he didn't break through, he would die.
Lan Ning noticed something strange about Xie Fu and asked, "What's wrong?"
Xie Fu responded: "I want to break through my cultivation level immediately."
Lan Ning said happily: "Isn't this a good thing?"
Xie Fu explained: "As far as I know, if there are no literati who chant blessings and mantras to protect the Dharma, Jinpin will have a narrow escape from death for martial arts practitioners."
Lan Ning's heart trembled when he heard this, and he said with a faint smile: "I'm by your side."
Gu Qiao Xie Fu didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly crossed his legs and concentrated. He had no experience in changing acupoints and changing pulses.
In fact, everyone who enters the fifth level and wants to sprint to the fourth level has no experience, but at least they will have some exploration and seek advice from their seniors before that.
For Xie Fu, this moment came too fast and suddenly. He had never really experienced the eighth, seventh and sixth grades, so he jumped directly to the fifth grade. Even at the fifth grade, the time he stayed there was It was also very short, only the wonderful feeling of jumping in the air just now.
So much so that it feels a bit like improvising at this time.
No matter what, the real energy in the body is agitated at this time, which is like a collapsed embankment out of control. It needs to be sorted out and calmed down first.
Changes in quality are caused by the number of quantities. Where does quantity come from? Quantity comes from water veins.
The surging true energy, like a stray wild horse, is injected into the innate orifice. The innate orifice is like burning red iron and poured with a stream of water. It becomes cooler and more familiar. It seems that something is needed to resolve the heat. It should be this true energy. Qi.
As the true energy continues to flow in, it seems to be absorbed by some strange vast space, and the innate aperture changes.
This change is like the shifting of stars in the universe, or a similar feeling to seeing an insect in a cocoon slowly grow wings.
This is an indescribable and wonderful change. One can only marvel at the magic of the creation of the universe and can only follow it but cannot investigate it.
Just like when you first see an insect break out of a cocoon and fly out as a butterfly, you will be very surprised. You will ask an adult why an insect can turn into a butterfly.
No one can give you an accurate answer, they will only say that insects can turn into butterflies.
Over time, I no longer feel surprised when I see an insect emerging from its cocoon and turning into a butterfly.
This is true for people, and it is also true for things. It is not surprising to see them for a long time.
The innate orifice is getting calmer and calmer, becoming like the deep pool of the universe in the body. It exists there so peacefully, but it affects the changes of the stars all the time.
This kind of extreme silence is the kind of silence that accumulates energy, like the calm before a storm, and suddenly like the sudden burst of thunder. From extreme silence to extreme movement, it only takes an instant.
Xie Fu's mind was pounding, and he felt that his mind was blurry, as if the substance was expanding, contracting and distorting, extending time and space infinitely.
This inexplicable incomprehension drove him crazy, and his consciousness seemed to be swallowed up as time and space distorted and extended.
This is why you become a demon, because your consciousness no longer belongs to you. If you follow the body's instincts, hunger, desire... or even killing to dominate, you will be no different from a beast.
At the same time, Xie Fu felt that the connection between his meridians was broken!
broken!
If he is not allowed to think too much, it is like a river being blocked. The true energy cannot be channeled and penetrated, and it becomes rampant, and almost no meridians are spared.
Bone-chilling cold, unbearable heat, intertwined itching and pain... all kinds of unspeakable pain came at once. Even with Xie Fu's unwavering will, he couldn't help but scream for mercy.
Xie Fu could feel that the meridians seemed to be burned and heated until they turned into molten iron, reconnecting and fusing.
But Xie Fu just wanted to die. He chose to have his mind explode or his meridians to be cut off. He just wanted to die so that he could end this endless pain that he didn't know when it would end.
It would be a cruel sin to feel that one moment of slow death would be a cruel sin to oneself!
Congratulations!
He learned from Wang Wanzhi the only congratulatory mantra he knew.
In the desperate situation, Xie Fu longed for a glimmer of light.
As his thoughts moved, the true and true flowing out of Zhenru's heart turned into Brahma-Sanskrit vowels that sounded in his physical strength, making his devoured consciousness become clear and clear, as if his spiritual consciousness was peeled off.
He also seemed to be an outsider, standing in the distance and watching the distortion and extension of time and space.
At the same time, his body was as if his six senses were stripped away, and he knew no pain, no heat, no knowledge of cold... He couldn't feel anything, not even the changes in his tendons.
Neither sadness nor joy, no pain and no joy, just like a stubborn stone. Is this bliss? Only when there is extreme pain can one know the goodness of bliss.
…
Zhang Lingluo stopped shaking her feet and saw figures falling one after another on the Xian Bridge. These figures were like ghosts in the dark night, either rising from hell or landing from the night sky, but it was unclear where they came from.
Swish...swish...swish...
It moves like a shooting star and falls to the ground as calm as a rock.
Here we come, dozens of elites from the four major clans plus people from the Earth Sect, all of whom are masters.
Or there are literary masters.
This is the real drama of the night.
Zhang Lingluo turned around, and sure enough, the boat that had been keeping a distance from the oiran's boat suddenly accelerated, like a galloping horse on land.
Will this be a big fish?
You thought you were hiding deep, but you didn’t know that your details had been discovered by the cunning Chen Qinglan.
Chen Qinglan dominated the drama tonight, but Chen Qinglan’s pride and dignity in life were dominated by me.
Destruction is really the most wonderful thing in the world. I am really a bad girl with a twisted mentality. Except for Uncle Fu, nothing excites me more than these.
Zhang Lingluo's eyes were blurred and half lowered, and she bit her lip deeply, her expression showing the strange coexistence of evil and innocence.
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