Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 181 180. Foundation Establishment Completed! (12) (Please subscribe!!!)

Qinghan branch hall.

In the largest and most special room.

The layout here is even more luxurious. The floor is made of high-quality golden jade agarwood, and several middle-grade spirit stones can be sold for an inch. The walls are made of jade, which constantly purifies the air and absorbs spiritual power. The big bed where several people sleep together is enough to show the extravagance of the owner of the room.

Zhang Haiyun was leaning on the big bed, beside two beautiful female cultivators.

Jiang Junliang's former Taoist partner, Shen Man, was also among them.

She frowned, and asked softly: "Don't we really need to pass this information to other branches?"

Zhang Haiyun shook his head: "Not to mention that the authenticity of this information has not yet been verified, even if it is true, I will not spread it."

Shen Man worried: "But in this way, maybe it will cause a lot of casualties?"

"Xiao Man, you are too naive."

Zhang Haiyun said: "How can anyone survive in a war?"

"It's just that I can at least reduce the deaths of my colleagues in the Qinghan branch hall."

Zhang Haiyun chose to hide the news for the time being. In fact, it has nothing to do with Jiang Junliang, but mainly because of his selfishness.

It is conceivable that after he spread this information, the higher-ups would definitely ask the Qinghan branch to search for and wipe out the monks of the Great Thai Dynasty. If it is damaged, it will cost a lot of resources.

If it was a new Hall Master, he might not care about the casualties of his subordinates.

But for Zhang Haiyun, he already regarded this branch hall as his property, and most of the monks were his loyal and capable subordinates.

This is like the military towns in some remote areas in ancient times, which belonged to the imperial court in name, but in fact they have been regarded as their own private army by the local generals.

Why is Zhang Haiyun willing to do his best for such a war that has no benefits but only disadvantages?
To put it bluntly, he only wanted to be the emperor of this place, but he didn't want to take on the responsibility of guarding the sect.

"It's enough for us to live comfortably, why worry about such a small matter?"

As he spoke, Zhang Haiyun hugged the beauty beside him and grinned.

He looked at the gorgeous room in front of him, and his face was full of satisfaction: "I have conquered all my life, can't I enjoy it?"

Shen Man still looked worried: "Then just in case, people from the Great Tai Dynasty came calling..."

"Oh, if they are sensible, it's okay to stay far away. If they really dare to come, they will come and go!"

"You can still get a battle for nothing."

Zhang Haiyun's self-confidence is not unreasonable. He has served in the Qinghan Branch Hall for decades, and with his superb magic circle attainments, this place has been built as solid as gold.

As long as it wasn't for Huashen to come in person, it would be impossible for many Nascent Souls to penetrate the defense of the fort even if they besieged for several days.

And if the other branches of Taixu Palace were attacked, maybe he could take this opportunity to annex their resources and monks.

"Speaking of which, have you checked out their identities?"

Zhang Haiyun asked another female cultivator next to her.

Although the Qinghan branch hall is far away from the Taixu Palace, it is not without means of communicating with the outside world. It can even directly talk to the monks in the world through complicated and mysterious rituals.

However, the price to pay is not small.

If it weren't for An Le's miraculous performance, Zhang Haiyun would not have been so careful to verify their identities.

"Basically found out."

The female cultivator replied: "Cheng Yuemei is just an ordinary golden core in the Lingzi Temple. Her teacher and strength are very ordinary, so there is no need to pay too much attention to it."

"Jiang Junliang originally belonged to the Jiang family..."

Zhang Haiyun frowned: "I know everything about him, so there's no need to say more, just the key points."

"Ye Ling'er and An Le are both disciples of Huashen Elder Gu Shanshan, so An Le..."

After listening to the information summarized by the female cultivator, Zhang Haiyun was a little surprised: "He is not a member of a family, but a casual cultivator who just entered Taixu Palace this year?"

"Previously there was no sect or sect, isn't there no follow-up at all?"

Zhang Haiyun's expression was not very good-looking.

He had seen An Le's awe-inspiring aura and outstanding talent before, and he thought that the other party had some kind of backing, so he temporarily succumbed to it, but... that's it?
The direct disciple of Elder Huashen sounds like a big deal, but in this remote Qinghan branch hall, he can't scare others.

"I overestimated him."

The nun said again: "I heard that there seems to be some gap between him and a son of the Xia family."

Zhang Haiyun nodded, a little coldness flashed in his eyes: "I see."

"And his senior sister, it's rare to see..."

However, Zhang Haiyun didn't notice that in the corner of the room, there was a pair of black and white eyes staring at him coldly.

******
Soon.

A touch of red quietly returned to Anle's room, and recounted everything she had heard and seen.

"Sure enough."

An Le was not surprised by Zhang Haiyun's attitude.

Although he pretended well, the selfishness revealed in his bones was clear at a glance.

Confirming this in advance will undoubtedly facilitate Anle's next actions.

"I'm afraid it's unrealistic to leave here as soon as possible... He might stop us with various excuses."

"It's not wise to fight head-on."

"We still have to do some testing in the deduction..."

After thinking for a while, An Le smiled and thanked the woman in red.

"It's all thanks to you."

After Xiao Xiaohong became able to communicate normally like ordinary people, she has a unique advantage in eavesdropping on information.

Even the Nascent Soul cultivator could not detect her existence.

After hearing this, Xiao Xiaohong's beautiful eyes stared straight at An Le, making him feel a little nervous.

"……What's wrong?"

The woman in red stared at him for a while, then said softly, "Touch me."

"Ok?"

A blush appeared on Xiaoxiaohong's snow-white face, and she raised her voice slightly: "Touch me!"

She explained again: "I just remembered something recently. If you touch me more, it may be good for your cultivation, and I can recall more memories."

An Le was in a weird mood.

This was the first time he had heard of such a strange request.

But An Le still stretched out her hand honestly, and touched... the top of Xiao Xiaohong's head.

The hair feels soft and smooth, no different from the real thing, and her touch becomes more and more realistic.

Xiao Xiaohong narrowed her eyes slightly after being stroked, as if enjoying it very much.

"It's about the same as a kitten that gets rubbed."

An Le thought to himself: "So you just want to get a reward?"

Since the woman in red woke up last time, An Le's attitude towards her was a bit subtle, or rather, she didn't know how to treat her.

After all, before this, Xiao Xiaohong didn't show too high spiritual intelligence, and An Le basically just regarded her as a useful tool, not an independent individual.

But now that the woman in red is no longer artificially retarded, this kind of thinking has become outdated.

"Be nice to her in the future."

"However, it's not a good thing to stick too close."

An Le glanced helplessly at the slender figure under the red dress.

There really wasn't any fabric inside.

As a body cultivator with exceptionally strong energy and blood, only he himself understands the troubles in it.

Just when An Le was feeling emotional, he suddenly discovered that deep in the blood vessels of his body, it was as if he was being pulled from somewhere, which made the rotation of Qi, blood and spiritual power speed up.

The source of the traction is unexpectedly Xiao Xiaohong who is in contact with the palm.

An Le looked stunned: "So she is serious?"

He didn't have time to think about the reason for this change for the time being, but first took out several treasure pills full of spiritual power from the storage bag, swallowed them in one gulp, then calmed down and quickly entered the state of meditation.

The elixir that Su Dai gave to An Le was almost used up during these few days of running around.

He usually eats sparingly.

However, good steels are used in the blade, and now is the time to use them!
boom--

The surging medicinal power spread loudly, rushing towards the limbs and bones with surging heat.

It quickly penetrated into every meridian, merged with the restless spiritual power, and urged them to speed up.

The aura of the surrounding air was also attracted, and it was poured in continuously, forming a real spiritual rain in the room, and falling on the surface of An Le's body.

The monks in the Qinghan Branch Hall noticed something one after another, showing surprise expressions.

"Which Taoist friend is practicing, there is such a movement?"

"I guess it's because the Jindan cultivator has improved his cultivation? It's really enviable..."

Along the way of cultivating immortals, it becomes more and more difficult in the later stage.

Most Jindan monks want to break through to the first level, and most of them will spend decades of hard work. During this period, they have to consider all kinds of unexpected situations such as the enemy's visit, the outbreak of war, and encountering monsters on the road.

It is really not easy to make a breakthrough, enough to make others envious.

An Le, who was in meditation, naturally couldn't continue to touch the top of Xiao Xiaohong's head, and gradually lowered her arms.

Xiao Xiaohong pouted helplessly, and then came behind An Le, stretched out her arms and hugged him from behind.

Not long after, the figures of the two overlapped...

******
I don't know how long ago.

The wave of spiritual power in An Le's body once again pushed past a peak.

The illusory cores in the upper and lower dantians became vaguely solidified, but before they were really solidified, they dispersed again, and then the cycle repeated itself.

In a weird but stable state.

In the air, the substantive aura flickered uncomfortably, bringing a faint coercion, and there was a perfect and moist breath in the whole body, as if it was about to break out of the shell.

Wait until the breath around the body gradually calms down.

An Le opened his eyes and sighed faintly.

"Unfortunately, it's still a little bit worse."

He originally wanted to take advantage of this special mutation, plus the precious treasure pill, to break through the golden pill in one go.

The results were not satisfactory.

Anle has only reached the foundation establishment perfection, and there is still a distance from Jindan.

"This ancient immortal path is indeed much more difficult than the conventional path."

In the process of trying to break through just now, An Le also noticed that the condensing of his dantian not only requires a huge amount of spiritual power, but also requires a delicate balance between the two dantians.

Otherwise, if you are a little careless, you will cause damage to yourself.

However, the more difficult the breakthrough, the greater the improvement in strength after the breakthrough.

Perhaps Jindan's early stages can be as good as others' mid-stage or even late-stage ones.

Thinking of this, An Le couldn't help but look forward to it, and said to herself.

"Don't be impatient, with my hard work and talent, Jindan is only a matter of time."

　One more chapter.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)