Three days, Jing Yue's eager waiting, finally came to an end...
In the cold palace, two servants in black stood quietly aside.
Not far in front of them, the saintly lady in a light golden dress was sitting on the floor, with plates of exquisite dishes in front of her.
Her skin was as smooth as jade, and her long, delicate and round legs outside the hem of her skirt were flawless. Even the two female servants couldn't help but blush and their hearts beat when they saw her.
At this time, the two female servants in black suddenly noticed that the body of the originally lazy Saintess suddenly tightened, and she pressed her high chest and said excitedly: "I'm back, I'm finally back again."
In the consciousness, the young saint's surprised voice sounded - "It's you again?".
Jing Yue replied: "It's me."
The young saint couldn't help complaining: "Can you please stop being so excited, or stop touching me, it's very itchy."
At this time, the excited Jing Yue was involuntarily rubbing the saint girl's beautiful collarbone, completely forgetting her form.
He really liked the feeling of entering this body.
"Sorry, I can't help myself at the moment."
Immediately, he looked at the dishes on the table and the plasma-like grape wine in the luminous cup, and swallowed his saliva.
Because of the cold poison in his body, Jing Yue had strictly abstained from drinking alcohol and eating meat and fish a few years ago, and it was rare for him to be unbridled.
But now, the body is not my own.
"You are eating."
Faced with this situation, Jing Yue took a sip of wine and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of satisfaction.
When was the last time you drank alcohol?
Then, he looked at the light dishes on the table and asked in confusion: "Why is there no meat?"
In my consciousness, the sweet voice of the saint girl sounded - "Do you like eating meat?".
"That's really nice."
"You can let them prepare."
At this time, Jing Yue noticed two female servants in black with frightened expressions on their faces below the main hall.
The saint suddenly talked to herself there, which really frightened them.
Jing Yue reacted and explained: "Don't worry, I'm drunk. Do you have any braised pork?"
The maid on the left replied nervously: "Yes."
"Then bring it over quickly."
"yes!"
The two maids went down anxiously.
It's really strange that the saintly lady who has been eating light food all year round suddenly wants to eat braised pork.
But they are always loyal and timid servants, how can they dare to neglect.
Not long after, a large bowl of hot braised pork was served.
Jing Yue was drinking and feasting on large portions, feeling very happy.
Before the onset of the cold poison, he liked to eat meat.
He was already well-known in his hometown town at that time. Because of his fierce fighting, many ideas, and ruthless attacks, almost all his peers nearby regarded him as the leader.
Even after he turned fourteen and his health deteriorated, everyone was willing to call him "Brother Jing."
Because he helped solve two troubles, the neighbor's sister's family would call him whenever they had the opportunity to eat meat. And it just so happened that the neighbor's sister was good at cooking braised pork.
After going back and forth, Jing Yue fell in love with this thing.
The braised pork at his neighbor's sister's house was delicious, but meat was scarce in a small town, so the portions were bound to not be large, so he was always satisfied with it every time.
He once had a very simple ideal, that is, after earning enough money, he could live a life of eating all-you-can-eat braised pork every day.
But before he could realize this ideal, the cold poison in his body broke out. After that, he even had less of the fishy food.
So this time, Jing Yue used the mouth of the holy girl to eat very wantonly.
The servants in the temple had already been driven outside by him, so Jing Yue didn't need to care about the saint's elegant posture and only focused on eating.
When the big bowl of braised pork bottomed out, Jing Yue couldn't help but burp, then put down his chopsticks and let out a long breath.
"I see that you like to eat meat, do you think you can eat so much?"
The saintly girl's voice sounded with a hint of displeasure.
She rarely eats meat, and this time the other person ate so much that the feeling of fullness in her stomach made her quite uncomfortable.
Jing Yue said with a satisfied look on his face: "I'm really sorry, I couldn't hold it back for a while."
After a moment, the woman known as the Saint said in confusion: "You said you wouldn't come back."
Jing Yue responded: "At that time, I said it was possible. You and I were destined, so I came back."
"Shameless!" the saint girl complained.
Jing Yue stood up and couldn't help but take a deep breath.
This feeling of being as light as a feather, except for the chest which affects the center of gravity, is so wonderful.
Yes, after three days of ants crawling on his body, he came back again!
"What do you want to use my body for this time?" the saint asked.
"Saint girl, this marksmanship must not only involve the 'dip' move, right?"
"I bet you use me as a training tool?"
"Of course not. The girl taught me how to practice and was very kind to me. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is my master."
"Is this how you usually treat Master?"
"What the girl means is..."
"Aren't you the one who uses Master's body to drink alcohol, eat meat like crazy, and dare to get tired of eating and gain weight?"
"I'm sorry, I was so happy with the wine and meat in the next moment that I forgot about the girl's preferences." Jing Yue apologized sincerely.
This time he comes again. In addition to learning skills, he also has to establish a good relationship with this saintly girl. To see if he can improve his favorability, his attitude will naturally be better.
The saintly girl didn't care too much and said: "Okay, in addition to 'Zhan', the spear-shaking technique also has two variations, 'Beng' and 'Destroy'. Which one do you want to learn?"
"Of course I want to learn them all, so let's start with 'Beng'."
.....
It's still the small courtyard, and the leaves on the two maple trees are like the hair on the head of a middle-aged man, but a little less.
In fact, the art of shaking spears lies in the word "shake". Once you are familiar with the trembling power in Zhan Zi Jue, Beng Zi Jue is just another change of this trembling power, and it will come naturally when you practice it.
Especially on the basis that the saint girl has already mastered this skill physically and mentally, Jing Yue has made rapid progress.
Two hours later, Jing Yue began to test the results of his practice.
I saw him mobilizing the true energy in his body to circulate among several other acupuncture points, creating a trembling force that was difficult for outsiders to detect.
The spear in his hand suddenly trembled, and it stuck to the solid stone lion.
Initially, there was no change in the stone lion. However, after two breaths, there was only a crunching sound. Clear cracks appeared on the surface of the solid lion, and its head cracked open.
If you look closely, you will see that it has collapsed from the inside out.
The Holy Girl explained: "The Beng Zi Jue naturally highlights the word 'Beng', which is especially obvious in damaging the bones of the body. If your shot touches a person, the big bones in the opponent's body can be broken into seventeen or eight sections. It’s considered an introduction.”
Jing Yue was overjoyed and quickly replied: "It's the saintly girl who taught me well."
"Stop flattering me. When will you leave this time?"
"Still only staying for three hours, don't dare to disturb me any more."
Jing Yue said secretly: "I would like to stay longer, but the system is not powerful."
"The Mie Zi Jue is not that simple. If you can't enter the door at this time today, it will be disadvantageous if you only practice half of it." The saint girl replied.
Jing Yue was in trouble for a moment and said, "Girl, can you teach me something else? I finally got here, and I want to learn more."
The saint refused: "No."
"Why?"
"You ate too much braised pork today. Don't you feel uncomfortable and want to vomit?"
Jing Yue clutched his chest and said with a sad expression, "That's it."
"Then let's chat for a while. I'm bored staying here." The saint girl said.
After the other party said this, Jing Yue could only sit down, look at the big white legs outside the hem of the skirt, and said: "Okay, what do you want to talk about, the saint girl? By the way, I dare to ask the girl her name and get some advice from her. , that is half of my master, I should keep it in mind."
"I won't tell you. What's your name?"
The saintly girl asked back, with a hint of playfulness in her tone.
Jing Yue said frankly: "Stop the flow of water."
"It sounds fake at first glance, and it's boring." The saint complained.
The next moment, her tone changed and she said, "What are you touching?"
Jing Yue touched his belt and replied, "I want to see if there is any belt card or something, so that I can know the name of the saintly master."
"Okay, stop touching me, just call me Ye Ning."
"It turns out to be Miss Ye Ning."
After knowing the other party's name, Jing Yue felt much happier, and a sweet smile appeared on Saint Ye Ning's charming face.
"Well, Miss Ye, can I ask you a few questions?"
"Um?"
