My wife is a sword god

Outside Fengtian City, in the mountains and forests.

It has become a daily routine for Liu Jianli and Cang Feilan to come here to practice every day.

With the accumulation of more and more ancient divine breath in their bodies, coupled with the guidance and tireless practice of Father Qin, the strength of the two is no longer comparable.

Liu Jianli has become more and more enlightened about the sword skills that are close to the Tao, and Cang Feilan has become more and more adept at controlling the realm.

The most important thing is that they seem to have touched the threshold of the second grade. Although they still need to continue to explore and comprehend to truly step into it, they know the direction of the road ahead and can finally reach the end.

In the pale blue sword energy realm like flowing water, Liu Jianli is trying to guide the ancient divine breath in his body into the sword energy.

If you want to perfect the sword skill "30,000 miles", the blessing of the ancient divine breath is indispensable, and this is also the direction she has been working hard in recent months.

The battle with the Asura clan made her realize that there are still many strong people in the world. In order to better protect her husband, she must become stronger.

Bang!

The pale blue sword energy realm suddenly dissipated, Liu Jianli frowned slightly, and her figure slowly fell from the sky.

Cang Feilan on the other side sensed the movement and thought something had happened. She flashed over and asked, "Sister Jianli, what happened?"

Liu Jianli stretched out her right hand and opened it. The golden ancient divine breath continued to condense and change shape according to her mind. She shook her head: "I don't know. Just now in the realm, I wanted to merge the ancient divine breath into the sword energy to enhance the power of sword skills.

But when the ancient divine breath flowed through the dantian, it seemed to be led away by another force and could not be controlled as I wished.

The feeling at that moment was a bit strange, which made my realm collapse.

But now, that strange feeling has disappeared again."

Cang Feilan heard it and thought: "Is it because it is too difficult to open the realm and guide the ancient divine breath at the same time, or is it because we have been practicing too hard during this period?

In fact, in recent days, I occasionally feel powerless when guiding the ancient divine breath. This situation has never happened before."

"Maybe." Liu Jianli opened her red lips slightly.

"It's a pity that my husband's father is not here, otherwise, with his strength, he should be able to see something." Cang Feilan said lightly.

"Yeah."

Seeing the sun set and the sky gradually darkened, Cang Feilan suggested: "Then let's stop practicing today?"

Liu Jianli pondered for a moment: "Okay, after all, my husband once told me that haste makes waste, and this is true for giving birth to a child, and so is cultivation."

When it comes to giving birth, Cang Feilan is alert and hurriedly looks down at the other's abdomen. Fortunately, it is still flat, and she subconsciously breathes a sigh of relief.

She married her husband earlier than Sister Jianli, and her strength is not as strong as Sister Jianli, so she secretly competes with her husband to get pregnant as soon as possible.

But she also knows that women's cultivation is stronger than men, and it is not easy to give birth to offspring. In addition, she is also a member of the Canglong lineage of the dragon clan with a strong bloodline, so the probability is even lower.

Fortunately, Sister Jianli is similar in this regard.

Just in case, Cang Feilan tried to test him: "Logically speaking, my husband has entered the fourth level, and the gap in cultivation has narrowed a lot, so there should be a chance to get pregnant.

But I haven't seen any movement in these days. I wonder if there are any changes in Sister Jianli?"

When Liu Jianli heard this, a trace of frustration appeared in her bright eyes, which were always calm. She shook her head slightly: "Every time after having sex with my husband, I will stand upside down by the wall according to the method taught by my mother, but it doesn't seem to be of much use."

Hearing this, Cang Feilan was completely relieved, and a smile flashed in her light blue eyes: "In fact, my husband told me that the method taught by your mother is indeed not very reliable. This kind of thing can only be done slowly, and can't be rushed."

Liu Jianli nodded slightly.

The next morning, Qin Feng opened his eyes slowly. Today he had to go to treat Lord Deng Mo, so he got up a little earlier than usual.

Looking aside, I saw Cang Feilan standing upside down by the wall, her long black hair hanging down, her long legs and smooth waist and abdomen clearly revealed.

Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

Although he had repeatedly told the two ladies that this method had no scientific basis and would not increase the probability of pregnancy, the two ladies never listened and insisted on it.

Over time, Qin Feng got used to it.

"But it's strange to say, the military god father-in-law told me that as long as you reach the fourth level, the infertility problem caused by the gap in realm can be solved.

But after so much time, there is no improvement in their stomachs?"

This is definitely not because of the frequency, because he and the two ladies have sex frequently, and it can even be said that they work hard all year round, just like an old ox.

With this result, it can only be said that luck is not enough and the time is not right.

Thinking of this, Qin Feng sighed, feeling guilty for the unborn child: "Although your father also wants you to open your eyes to the world as soon as possible, your father has tried his best, and the rest can only be left to your mother."

"Why is your husband sighing?" Cang Feilan twisted her waist and stood up steadily, her eyes full of confusion.

"Nothing, just a little tired." Qin Feng laughed dryly.

"Tired?" Cang Feilan frowned slightly, and then said: "Do you need me to tell Ningshuang and let her make the soup for you again?"

Qin Feng was shocked when he heard this. This soup was naturally the secret recipe handed down from the old lady of the Liu family, Si Ji.

That thing was too strong. It was okay to take it once or twice, but it would hurt the body if it was taken too much. He waved his hands repeatedly: "I was wrong. I'm not tired, not tired at all, and even refreshed!

Oh, by the way, I have to go to the Demon Slaying Division today to see the chief Deng Mo, so I won't chat with you.

Please tell my parents that I won't have breakfast at home anymore."

After speaking, Qin Feng hurriedly got up, dressed, and left in a hurry, leaving Cang Feilan with a hurriedly fleeing back.

In the attic of the Demon Slaying Division, the treatment was over.

Deng Mo breathed a sigh of relief. His complexion was far better than before, and he was no different from an ordinary person.

And the damaged internal organs in his body were slowly recovering under Qin Feng's unremitting efforts.

I believe that in less than half a year, his injuries can be completely healed.

Deng Mo sensed his physical condition and laughed happily: "I never thought that one day I would be able to step into the battlefield again and fight with the demon ghost. It was you who gave me hope.

I will remember this favor. If you need me in the future, just let me know."

The first thought when his body got better was to go to the battlefield to kill the demon ghost. You really can't sit still.

"These are what the younger generation should do." Qin Feng replied respectfully.

Perhaps to test the extent to which his body has recovered, Deng Mo suddenly attracted the Yin Qi between heaven and earth and used the method of puppet shadow.

In a short while, more than ten black shadows that looked like ferocious evil ghosts appeared in the Demon Slaying Division of Fengtian City, and their momentum was amazing.

This is Deng Mo's unique skill, and it is also the reason why he is called a legion by the world.

The powerful trick of the puppet shadow technique-Ghost Prison Kill!

Qin Feng was shocked. He never expected that Lord Deng's injury had not been fully recovered, and his combat power could reach this level.

At this time, Lord Deng put away his magical powers and frowned, "There is something strange indeed."