This is what villains are like

"Sure enough, women are all doing this..."

"Play hard to get, use force and softness at the same time, it is useful at any time."

After Jiang Lan left the main hall, he was blown away by the slightly cold night wind, and his slight sleepiness immediately dissipated a lot.

He looked at the situation of the Luck Dao Fruit and showed an expected expression.

Sure enough, as he thought, not only did it not have the opposite effect, but he gained a lot of luck.

Su Qinghan is an arrogant and strong-willed woman.

If you want her to be attentive and obedient, ordinary methods will not work.

The easiest and most direct way is to first let her understand her situation and status, and create a sense of awe and admiration for her.

Therefore, she must first understand the truth that no matter how strong, steady, calm and intelligent she is, she is still just a woman in front of herself.

Although it sounds a bit immoral, Jiang Lan is not a good person, so there is no psychological burden.

Jiang Lan could still tell the difference between simply getting a heroine who respected and feared him, or getting a heroine who was obedient and obedient and could help him solve his problems in the future. As for the luck he got, that was secondary.

But Su Qinghan's performance tonight still surprised him. In his expectation, she was unlikely to reveal her feelings like this.

"Unexpected, but it seems reasonable."

"However, put Su Qinghan's matter aside."

"We should also consider the matter of the Immortal Fetal Creation Dew..."

"Before that, we must first condense the soul and raise the cultivation level to the Four Realms of Illuminating Netherworld."

Jiang Lan's figure moved slightly, and then disappeared outside the dormitory like a line of blue smoke.

The stars and moon are dim, and dark clouds are gathering.

In the void, a bloody glow flashed across, and when Jiang Lan reappeared, he was already on a barren mountain outside Yuyi City.

He made sure that there was no one around, and then he casually hit a few restraints. The halo of blood evaporated, completely covering his figure.

The techniques in the Bloody Forbidden Code are all from the underworld, and the visions are astonishing.

And if he wants to condense his soul, it will inevitably cause a huge momentum. If he practices in the city lord's palace, people will notice the abnormality immediately.

Although Jiang Lan was not worried about the consequences, to be on the safe side, it was naturally better to stay as far away from people as possible.

"The inheritance of the Blood Immortal Sect has a very mysterious origin in my memory."

"Even the ancestor of the Blood Immortal who created the Blood Immortal Sect doesn't know where this inheritance comes from. It seems to be related to the outside world. In the original plot, it is also a mysterious existence."

"However, this idea of ​​the White Bone Concept comes from an ancient existence called the Great Sage of White Bones. He can use the power of Qi and blood to temper the soul. The body will be immortal and the soul will last forever. It suits me very well..."

Jiang Lan's mind moved slightly.

In an instant, an obscure, mysterious, profound and ancient syllable appeared in his mind like a chant.

Faintly, he seemed to see an endless Taoist temple with hundreds of millions of believers. Everyone was kowtowing and worshiping, chanting ancient sacrificial sounds and world sounds. Infinite light burst out, reflecting the heavens.

Deep in the dojo, there is an endless wilderness filled with miasma, and a Taoist temple stands in the middle.

Outside the Taoist temple, demons danced wildly and ferocious beasts roamed freely.

The master of the Taoist temple is a Taoist who cannot see his facial features clearly. He sits here all day long, chanting ancient scriptures and sending away the souls of the dead.

Endless years have passed, and he has remained unchanged forever, sitting and observing the eternity, overlooking the vicissitudes of life.

Until one day, a strong aura of time appeared on his body, and his body began to decay and grow old. The aura of death filled the air, infecting the entire wilderness and spreading to the endless dojo...

The world seems to be beginning to wither.

"The old saint is dead."

"A new saint shall be established."

After an unknown amount of time, the Taoist's body dissipated, leaving a white skeleton as white as new, with a mixture of holiness and destruction, sitting there cross-legged, looking down at all living beings with compassion and indifference.

Jiang Lan felt like he had become the white-bone Taoist at this moment.

In his eyes, the world of mortals, ordinary cause and effect, the six desires and heavenly ways, and the past reincarnations have all turned into clouds and bubbles, which can burst with a single poke.

"All living beings are like me, all white bones..."

In the deep and dark Niwan Palace, a ray of light emerged, and then the luck surged, making a rumbling sound, as if the world was created out of chaos.

Then, the dim light spread, illuminating a square inch area.

A majestic and magnificent ancient Taoist temple rises from the ground, filled with the atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes.

A little man with a vague face who looked exactly like Jiang Lan sat cross-legged in the Taoist temple, his eyes indifferent, without any desire or ruthlessness.

"Zhaoyou has been completed, and the Soul Palace has appeared..."

"The next step is to strengthen the soul."

Jiang Lan thought.

Threads of blood-colored mist were steaming around him. The spirit villain looked indifferent, opened his mouth and sucked in, and suddenly gathered like a whirlpool.

The originally quiet barren mountain suddenly became deathly silent. Everything was silent and all the beasts were trembling.

All living beings felt boundless fear and awe in their hearts, as if there was an eternal evil sitting on top of the mountain.

The night sky that was originally full of stars seemed to have become gloomy and dark, and large swathes of dark clouds came and blocked the moonlight.

If someone were to fly over this barren mountain at this moment, they would be able to see a faint bloody glow, penetrating the sky and connecting to the star field, which is extremely frightening.

……

As soon as it got dark, Su Qinghan was awakened by the knocking on the door of several maids outside the palace.

She rubbed her slightly confused eyes and then came back to her senses. She glanced at the somewhat messy bed and the obvious fallen plum blossoms, and was stunned for a moment.

The scenes from last night suddenly flashed through my mind like water.

A hint of color appeared on Su Qinghan's fair face.

"Miss Su, we are here to help you bathe and change clothes. The hot water is ready."

A wooden barrel half a person's height was carried in by several maids. The steam was steaming in it, petals were scattered, and the fragrance was filled with fragrance.

"No, you all go down, I will do it myself."

Su Qinghan stood up from the bed, looked at the broken black gauze skirt thrown on the ground, pursed her red lips, and bursts of complex emotions appeared in her clear eyes.

"Miss Su, you have just accepted the favor. Your body is delicate and it is difficult for you to move. It is better for us to serve you."

Upon seeing this, several maids hurriedly came forward to help her, but when they saw that Su Qinghan only took a few uncomfortable steps, and then moved freely, they were all stunned, and then admired her.

"Miss Su is really amazing. She is indeed a beautiful girl of heaven who has accomplished a lot in spiritual practice..."

"We are also worried about you, so we specially prepared a lot of painkillers for your injuries, in case you won't be able to get out of bed today."

At this time, one of the maids, holding a bowl of Bizi soup in her hand, stepped forward and said,

"Miss Su, the sword-wielding master next to Young Master Jiang specially ordered us to prepare this, and also asked us to watch you take it with our own eyes..."

When Su Qinghan heard the words, she glanced at it and knew what it was. She pursed her red lips tightly and said nothing. She picked up the soup, raised her slender white neck, and drank it all with a gulp.