Start practicing from marrying a disfigured princess

Chapter 152 Chang An who took off the veil

Leaving the capital in three months?

There was a hint of hesitation in Chang An's eyes, and he didn't immediately agree.

"Sure enough, it's already deep in it..."

Seeing this scene, Luo Qingmo's eyes narrowed slightly, and her heart became more determined, and she wanted to take the apprentice away from the capital.

So, added fuel to the fire: "You don't have to agree to the conditions of being a teacher, but if there is a third catastrophe, no matter what the situation is, the teacher will never make a move.

Of course, even if she is not a teacher, Ren Pingsheng may still be safe and sound, after all, that strong man has blocked two catastrophes for her.

In addition, as a teacher, I want to remind you, don't forget your original intention! "

The last four words are powerful and powerful.

Chang An fell into silence and said nothing.

After a long time, she finally made a decision, saluted, and said in a lukewarm tone: "I promised Master that I will return to the northern border with Master in three months, and if there is a third catastrophe coming, I will ask Master to take action." Help."

Seeing her agreeing, Luo Qingmo smiled and nodded slightly: "Okay."

The voice just fell.

The door was suddenly pushed open.

Immediately afterwards, a magnetic voice was heard in the room.

"lady……"

Ren Pingsheng!
Luo Qingmo was startled, and ran away without saying a word.

The fact that she was wantonly raped by Ren Pingsheng in front of her disciples had almost become a psychological shadow for her.

thus.

Now as long as Ren Pingsheng and Chang An appear at the same time, she will never stop.

Chang An watched his master run away, feeling a little funny.

However, thinking of the conversation between the two just now, I couldn't help but feel a little heavy.

"What's wrong ma'am?"

Ren Pingsheng's attention was on Chang An from the beginning to the end. Seeing her preoccupied appearance, he asked.

Chang An looked up at him, and after a long silence, he suddenly said, "You want to know what kind of face is under my veil."

under the veil...

Ren Pingsheng didn't expect her to ask this question suddenly, he was stunned for a few seconds, then with a serious look on his face, he replied seriously: "For me, the face under the veil is not important, the important thing is holding the hand , and grow old together, as long as Madam does not fail me, no matter what Madam looks like, I will not fail Madam."

There is not much rhetoric, and it even sounds very simple.

But this is Ren Pingsheng's true thoughts.

Sincerity is always nirvana.

Especially for a mature woman like Chang An.

If it were my sister-in-law, Ren Pingsheng might add some gorgeous rhetoric to make her happy.

For Chang An, there is no need for this.

Seeing Ren Pingsheng's sincere expression, Chang An's eyes moved slightly.

After a few breaths, she finally made up her mind and reached out to lift the veil on her face.

Beneath the veil was an extremely ugly face.

The oval face, but the facial features are crowded together and constantly changing, making people feel uncomfortable physically and mentally at a glance.

Staring at it for more than three seconds, a sense of fear would well up in my heart for no reason, as if the person standing in front of me was not a human being, but some extremely terrifying monster.

Even though Ren Pingsheng was already mentally prepared, when he saw Chang An's disfigured face, he still couldn't help but look away.

just.

Before that, he had already made up his mind to use his own way to minimize the damage caused by the disfigurement to Chang An.

No matter how terrifying this face was, he still didn't look away, staring straight at Chang An without saying a word.

In fact, he originally planned to put on an affectionate look, and then say something sensational.

But seeing Chang An's face, he couldn't say those words no matter what.

the other side.

Chang An saw that Ren Pingsheng's cheek muscles were slightly tense, tears were about to come out, but he still didn't look away, a warm current surged in his heart, and at the same time he felt a little funny.

"Stop torturing him..."

She smiled slightly, put on her veil again, moved lightly with lotus steps, came to Ren Pingsheng, and asked softly: "Now, do you still think so?"

I thought that Ren Pingsheng would forcefully agree.

But did not expect.

The voice just fell.

Ren Pingsheng hugged her in his arms.

Without further ado, he tore off the veil and kissed it viciously.

"Well……"

Chang An didn't expect him to do this at all, his pupils shrank slightly, and his face was bewildered.

Under the candlelight, the strands of blue silk are soft and serene, shadowy and indistinct.

Ren Pingsheng hugged her waist tightly, his palms were clearly defined, and he held her tightly, soft and slender.

Chang An tried to struggle a few times, but still couldn't break free from his embrace.

Warm breath rushed over.

The chin was pinched by a powerful hand, which was unprecedentedly tough.

While breathing, Chang An's beautiful eyes gradually became clouded with mist, and her cheeks were flushed.

The unprovoked electric current rushed all the way from the tailbone to Thunderbola.

She was about to fall down.

Fortunately, Ren Pingsheng's strong and firm arm was around her waist from beginning to end.

Time passed minute by minute.

Chang An gradually sank into it, his eyes blurred.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

Chang An's eyes showed a hint of bewilderment, and he looked at Ren Pingsheng.

Before he had time to speak, he picked him up by the waist and threw him on the bed.

"I forgot to tell my wife that the little celestial master has finished adding notes to Chapter 2 of the "Yin and Yang Liangyi Heart Sutra". I came to see my wife this time because I wanted to discuss with her how to practice..."

Hearing this, Chang An was slightly taken aback, his voice trembling: "But I haven't seen it yet..."

"Don't look at it, Mrs. Chenjiao."

Ren Pingsheng leaned down and kissed her softly behind the ear with a gentle voice.

Immediately afterwards, according to the content of Chapter 2 of the exercises, teach her to pose for cultivation, and said softly: "It's very simple, Madam just needs to kneel on both knees."

Chang An's pretty face was flushed, her eyelashes were wet, her eyes were flushed, she looked dazed, she didn't resist, she let him manipulate her, and told herself in her heart: It's just cultivation...

The practice lasted for more than half an hour.

After it was over, Chang An curled up in Ren Pingsheng's arms, with tiredness that couldn't be concealed between his brows and eyes.

to the opposite.

Ren Pingsheng looked energetic.

He even felt that his strength had been greatly improved.

Not only because of the "Heart Sutra of Yin and Yang Liangyi", but more because of the mysterious power in the body.

"Speaking of which, as a former girl of heaven, Chang An must have seen a lot. She may not know the source of this power in her body."

At this thought, Ren Pingsheng's eyes lit up.

Seeing that Chang An was almost resting, he asked out the doubts in his heart.

After Chang An heard this, he didn't know what to think, and his face became serious.

But in just a moment, she returned to her calm appearance, and said calmly: "No accident, it should be the power of luck."

The power of luck?

Ren Pingsheng was a little confused.

I don't practice Confucianism or Taoism.

Where does the power of luck come from in the body?
Just wondering, I listened to Chang An's explanation: "This power of luck does not belong to the three tribes of human monsters and savages."

This time.

Ren Pingsheng was even more confused.

Could it be possible that the power of luck that does not belong to the three tribes of human monsters and savages can also come from the secret realm?

Immediately afterwards, I heard Chang An say, "Maybe they are from other races in the secret realm."

Ren Pingsheng: "..."

Although he felt that this conjecture was a bit unreliable.

But still seriously think about the possibility that exists.

"If it is true as Chang An said, the power in my body is the power of luck from the secret realm, doesn't it mean that someone in the Yunlong secret realm enshrines me like a god and enshrines me with incense?"

Reiki coexists with heaven and earth.

The power of luck is acquired. To be precise, it is a force condensed by the pious beliefs of countless people, also called the power of incense.

This force is extremely tyrannical, and the body of an ordinary monk can hardly bear it.

thus.

To harness this power, something must be used.

For example, the Confucian system, which majors in the power of luck, relies on the holy temple.

The power of luck gathers in the holy temple.

Confucian monks use the holy temple to practice, and every time they are promoted, they have to pass through the holy temple.

Only by reaching the extraordinary state can one not use the power of luck through the holy temple.

They themselves are containers for luck.

thus……

If Chang An's guess is true.

When the power of luck continues to increase in the future and reaches a certain level, Ren Pingsheng's physical body will not be able to carry this power at all, and will eventually be crushed and end up dead.

Therefore, it must be stripped from the body and transferred to a certain object before it grows.

Thinking of this.

Ren Pingsheng looked at Chang An, and asked in a deep voice: "In Madam's opinion, if this is the case, how should I deal with it?"

Chang An's face was solemn, and he shook his head lightly, expressing that he didn't know either.

Ren Pingsheng sighed in his heart, thinking: "It's really impossible, I have to go to the holy temple and ask the holy temple to offer wine. I don't know if he is willing to explain my doubts."

He raised his eyes and glanced out the window.

The sky was still gray, and it was hard to tell whether it was noon or evening.

It's still early, so let's do it again.

Ren Pingsheng thought so, turned his head to look at Chang An, stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, and said softly: "Madam, I haven't practiced the first form today..."

Chang An's brows revealed a faint tiredness, and he hummed softly, but he did not refuse.

outside the house.

The autumn wind whizzed by.

inside the house.

The candlelight flickered slightly.

…………

It was early morning the next day when I came out of Chang'an's room.

After the daily practice is over.

He suddenly remembered that he hadn't visited the little celestial master for two days, and he didn't know if her condition had worsened.

If it really reaches the point of no return.

I should also write a book, send it to Longhu Mountain, and tell the old celestial master about it.

Thinking of this, he got up and went to the little celestial master's residence.

"Sir..."

Qiu'er was sweeping the fallen leaves in the courtyard, when she saw Ren Pingsheng, she couldn't help showing joy in her eyes.

"Miss Qiu'er."

Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly in response, and then asked, "Where is Miss Mu?"

Qiu'er pointed to the house: "It's been very windy these few days, Miss is always reading in the house."

Ren Pingsheng nodded, said no more, and walked into the house.

Pushing open the door, I saw a little celestial master in a blue long gown in front of the desk, holding an ancient book and reading it earnestly by the candlelight.

"Miss Mu..."

A soft call.

Mu Rou looked at Ren Pingsheng with a gentle expression, opened her mouth, and was about to speak when she suddenly noticed something, with a hint of surprise on her brows: "Why does Mr. Ren have the power of luck?"

Hearing this, Ren Pingsheng was slightly taken aback.

The little celestial master actually thinks that this power in his body is the power of luck?

After thinking for a while, he decided to relay the content of his conversation with Chang An to Mu Rou and listen to her thoughts.

after all.

Although her cultivation base is not high, but with the identity of a little celestial master, she must have certain insights.

"To be honest..."

In the next incense stick, Ren Pingsheng fully explained the source of the power in his body and Chang An's guess.

Mu Rou listened carefully.

After he finished speaking, he said seriously: "His Royal Highness Chang An's guess is not without reason. In fact, there was a similar situation more than a thousand years ago. After a monk entered the secret realm, he was killed by a monk in the secret realm because of casting various spells." The aborigines regard them as gods.

Twenty years later, he discovered that there was an extra force in his body, and this force was the power of luck. "

And this kind of thing.

Ren Pingsheng couldn't help asking: "Then what happened to him later?"

"Later, the power of luck continued to grow in his body, and finally, because of the intolerance of the heavens in this world, a catastrophe fell. He passed the catastrophe three times, and finally fell on the fourth time, stopping at the second rank."

Mu Rou said this, and added: "According to the ancient records, although that monk is only a second-rank monk, because of the tyrannical power of luck in his body, his actual combat ability is the strongest in the world. Even a first-rank monk can't compete with him." contend."

catastrophe?

When Ren Pingsheng heard these two words, he was taken aback again: "Will a breakthrough by an extraordinary monk lead to catastrophe?"

Mu Rou explained: "That's true, but ordinary monks will only attract one catastrophe when they break through, and that monk, in addition to the two catastrophes when he broke through, experienced four more catastrophes."

Depend on!
so.

Because of the power of luck, if I haven't broken through to the extraordinary, it is possible to attract catastrophe?

Realizing this, Ren Pingsheng couldn't help but swear in his heart.

After Mu Rou finished speaking, she soon realized the seriousness of the problem. Liu Mei frowned slightly, and her voice became heavier: "This power of luck is a double-edged sword. If you use it well, it can greatly improve your strength, but at the same time It will also bring more tribulations, such as catastrophe.

In addition, Mr. Ren has to learn how to use this power. "

Ren Pingsheng asked: "Is there a way to strip this power?"

After thinking for a few seconds, Mu Rou said in a deep voice: "The power of luck is condensed by pious beliefs. If Mr. Ren doesn't want this power, there are only two ways. The young master believes in the race of gods, and tried every means to make them give up their beliefs, and the second is that the race will perish by itself."

Ren Pingsheng asked again: "Can't we build a building similar to a holy temple and put the power of luck on it?"

Mu Judao: "The fundamental reason why the holy temple can carry the power of luck is that the Confucian sage has fallen, and there are still countless people who believe in Confucianism. If the sage is still there, the power of luck in the temple will return to the sage." in the body."

"..."

The corner of Ren Pingsheng's mouth twitched, completely speechless.

Emotion is still a dog's skin plaster, and it can't be shaken off.

next second.

He suddenly thought of something, looked out the window, and said in an extremely heavy tone, "The thunder and lightning in the past two days, could it be related to the power of luck in my body?"

(End of this chapter)