Jing Zetian's body froze.
He Qingming went on to talk eloquently: "Yes, I understand. They must have practiced together in the Dragon's Nest to prevent them from coming out. The two of them were coiled together, entangled with each other, practicing together, and breaking through together."
Jing Zetian choked up and felt something was wrong, so he doubted: "Do you know what dual cultivation means?"
He Qingming had an expression of "Of course I know, don't you know it yet", and said plausibly: "It means practicing together. Two monks practice together and support each other, which is dual cultivation. Don't you even know this? "
"…………"
I just want to say that you don’t even know this.
Jingze Tian was at a loss for words. Not long after he came out of the bad land, he already knew what dual cultivation of human beings meant. However, this person who had lived in the world his whole life knew nothing about it. Although it was indeed "cultivating together", it was not that at all. Bar.
However, He Qingming did not realize at all that he had made a mistake. Instead, he was looking forward to the other party's sudden realization.
Jing Zetian didn't know how to respond. Facing those clear eyes, he couldn't think of a rebuttal, so he could only nodded, "That's about the same."
They have almost the same meaning, they are simply too different.
He Qingming nodded and said with emotion: "The dragons are already the most powerful creatures. It's really unexpected that they are still practicing so actively in their nest. But their lovers are not necessarily dragons, right? If their lovers don't want to , will they force their lovers to practice together?"
He was deep in thought.
"..."
Jing Zetian said nothing, feeling inexplicably guilty for deceiving an innocent fool.
For a long time, the flying boat relaxed through the clouds, and the sunlight was like torn gold silk.
Suddenly, Jing Zetian couldn't help but say, "If someone mentions dual cultivation to you..."
"Huh?" He Qingming turned his head, surprised that this kid could actually take the initiative to speak.
He turned his eyes to the other party and saw the cold young man lowering his head. The side of his face seemed to be stained with sunlight and turned a little red. He calmed down and said: "...Don't agree easily."
He Qingming blinked and wanted to say that it was just a matter of practicing together. If there was anything he couldn't agree to easily, but seeing that Aotian was so serious, he should just agree.
He smiled and said: "Don't worry, no one has ever mentioned dual cultivation to me. From now on..." After a pause, a lonely look flashed across his face quickly, and he continued: "There will be no such thing in the future."
No one wants to practice with him. His presence will only cause the other person's heart to collapse and even create inner demons.
Jing Zetian squinted his eyes and caught the loneliness. This person seems to be born brilliant, but does he also have troubles?
After being speechless for a long time, the young man looked at the mighty sky and said, "It's hard to say what will happen in the future."
This was the first time in his life that he had comforted someone.
The tone was not as calm and calm as he imagined, but instead contained a bit of anxiety that he had not expected.
"Um."
He Qingming glanced at the young man thoughtfully, wondering if he realized that it was a rare consideration for a young man in the wilderness, and said: "But maybe in the end, I can only walk alone in my own way. Monks are all lonely."
Jing Zetian remained silent, his lowered gaze swept across the other person's hand resting on the edge of the boat, and he suddenly remembered the softness and delicateness of the handshake.
They were silent for a long time, and the journey was smooth. For some reason, the evil birds in the clouds never attacked them, and allowed them to reach the mountainside to the peak.
It's a bit unbelievable, but maybe it's the beast's intuition that discovered their extraordinary strength.
He Qingming's eyes lit up when he saw the giant stone tablet in the distance, and he felt it with great interest. He also sensed it to see if there were any ferocious beasts lurking below.
"Looks safe."
He drove the flying boat to land, raised his eyes to the heights, and saw the end of some forces.
Whenever he faces a trial, he can't hold back his expectations, especially in places he has never been to before.
But system sounds would pop up from time to time, reminding him to complete tasks quickly.
He ignored me and said to himself, I have tried my best, but he is still so cold, what else can I do.
His limited worldly experience told him that if he wanted the other person to have a good impression of him, he had to be kind to that person and find ways to take care of that person. He had done all of this, but maybe he didn't do it often enough or for a long enough time, so it didn't work?
He thought that it would take time to fall in love. Yes, you should not rush for a moment, but always take your time. How long have they known each other?
The flying boat stopped, He Qingming's head was filled with random thoughts, and Jing Zetian jumped off the boat first.
His backlash seemed to have been suppressed, his face was not so pale, and his movements were agile, and he walked straight to the stone monument.
He Qingming put away the flying boat and followed.
The stone tablet is blue-black in color, non-reflective, and majestic. At a glance, you can tell that the material is unusual and must be on the ground floor.
There is also a string of simple words engraved below.
He Qingming glanced at it and said, "Prove your strength."
Jing Zetian muttered silently, "Proof?"
While they were saying a few words, the plain they had just passed was already crumbling, and annihilation was about to spread here.
Then, there were heavy blows everywhere, as if countless people were attacking the stone tablets in front of them at the same time.
"Attack it, it will be ranked according to the strength of the attack, and ten qualified people will be selected to enter the next stage."
He Qingming explained its rules.
Jing Zetian nodded, without thinking much, and tried to gather his strength to punch. The stone tablet clanged, and a pillar of golden light suddenly rose up from the bottom, slowly stopped at two-thirds of the height, and displayed the number " No. 12".
Is this the principle?
This was his first time in the secret realm and he didn't quite understand these methods.
He Qingming is already very familiar with him.
He said: "You relied too much on brute force, just now. Learn some skills, and the battle will not be so hard."
"Are you talking about magic tricks?"
Jing Zetian was thoughtful.
He Qingming shook his head, "Yes and not just."
He approached the stone tablet and put his hand on the stone tablet.
At this time, people other than them were competing for rankings, and those who ranked "tenth" or "ninth" were about to breathe a sigh of relief.
There was a sudden vibration.
It seemed like the whole space was shaking.
He Qingming made no movement to accumulate energy. He just lightly patted the stone tablet. The golden light at the bottom burst out, and the light beam instantly reached the highest level, revealing the big "number one".
Jing Zetian paused.
At the same time, the monk who saw his ranking dropped by one was stunned.
"Who is it? Who won first place?!"
Who would have thought that the person who hit the first spot in an understatement would actually be a cold girl.
The big shots guarding the secret realm had different expressions. Looking around, no one knew the girl's identity.
I just feel...strong, too strong!
"She should not be from the lower world, but a descendant of a great monk from the upper world."
"I think so too, but how can people from the upper world come to the lower world? Is it for the sake of ancient inheritance?"
This is not surprising, for example, there was one at the scene. It's just that when he came down, he happened to encounter time and space turbulence, which delayed him and missed this trial.
That man's name was Zhou Jinyuan, an inner disciple of the Dao Sect in the Upper Realm, and a genius swordsman who could not be seen in a century.
Many people believe that if the leader hadn't been so dazzling, the Daozong generation would have been an era of brilliant geniuses.
Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but look at Zhou Jinyuan carefully and saw that the young man in green had a handsome face, delicate features and sharp aura.
If that girl is from the upper realm, I wonder if Zhou Jinyuan knows her?
However, Zhou Jinyuan's expression remained unchanged and he showed no reaction. He wondered if he was paying attention to what was going on in the secret realm.
They looked like they didn't know each other, so some people had no choice but to give up.
Someone took the opportunity to flatter him and said, "If Fellow Daoist Zhou were in the secret realm, he would definitely take the first place. In my opinion, Fellow Daoist Zhou is the number one person of the younger generation."
When he said the first sentence, Zhou Jinyuan's face was expressionless. When he said the second sentence, Zhou Jinyuan's expression suddenly changed, and anger emerged in his eyes, like an enraged beast.
The flatterer was immediately startled and horrified.
Zhou Jinyuan glared at him and scolded: "That person is the number one, no one can overpower him!"
There is no disciple of the Dao Sect in the Upper Realm who does not admire, respect, and worship that person. Anyone who dares to challenge the position of leader is simply seeking death!
They kept their distance in silence, only daring to look up at that person's talent from a distance. They had to be careful even in discussions, carefully choosing their sentences and words. Who are you to dare to lie!
