Cultivation first profiteer

Fan Ke felt as if she was in a stove, her whole body was burning with pain.

He thought that after going through body forging and spirit tempering, there was no pain in this world that could make him frown, but the slap in the face came so quickly.He didn't care about the pain in his face, he just activated his spiritual energy hastily to try to suppress the pain and repair his body burned by the heat wave.It's a pity that I don't know the origin of the person who made the shot, but his aura is useless, and even because of the activation of the aura, the aura consumption is many times faster than usual, and the aura that will build the foundation will soon be insufficient.Afterwards, even his consciousness felt like it was on fire and he wished he could roll a few times in the ice and snow.

Physical and mental aches at the same time, compared to taking Exercise Pill and Quenling Pill at the same time, if there is not a sliver of sunshine, Fan Ke really wants to cut off his meridians.

Just when he was about to be unable to hold on anymore, a gust of coolness came from his chest, like a spring of ice gushing out of a raging flame, making every cell in his body groan comfortably.

Soon, he found that this coolness could move.From the chest to the surrounding circle, then down, to the lower abdomen, to... to the thighs, and then down from the thighs, little by little, until the soles of the feet.

Then, his body seemed to be moved by someone. He tried to struggle, but the coolness quickly fell on the back of his neck, and he forgot to move. relief.

Where the coolness walked, the burning pain gradually subsided.But in Fan Ke's entire senses, the coolness is still infinitely magnified, and that coolness is his salvation. When that coolness came to his chest again, he hugged it tightly like a life-saving straw, and refused to let go at all.

In the apse of Hengjue Peak, Shen Zhou looked at the person who was holding his arms tightly, his deep eyes were warm, but when his gaze inadvertently fell on his burned skin, a cold star gathered.

His people were actually injured right under his nose...

too weak.It's just too weak.

"Junior Brother..." Came from outside cautiously and with a flattering voice, "It's all my sister's fault. I don't know if there is a master of the name, and I hurt my junior brother. This is a healing pill. I hope my junior brother will get better soon... ..."

Murong Anran had already spoken quite normally, but that voice was still pure and charming, as if with a small hook, it could hook people's souls away.This has something to do with the exercises she practiced, not intentionally.

It's just that in Shen Zhou's eyes, the result is the same no matter whether she intentionally or not.Fan Ke likes women, and this woman not only has a beautiful face and a charming voice, but also practices the art of charm.Even if he didn't use it on Fan Ke, after years of practice, his temperament had already formed, and it was not easy to completely cover it up. With Fan Ke's cultivation, he couldn't resist it at all.

Murong Anran entered uninvited, Shen Zhou squinted his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, the thin quilt fell on Fan Ke's body, covering his naked body.After making sure that the person was well covered, Shen Zhou turned around and looked at the woman who had already stepped into the inner room with dangerously curved eyes.

Looking at people, although Murong Anran looks only twenty-eight years old, she is already in her 80s, and she is already an octogenarian in the secular world. If nothing else, her eyes can be said to be sharp.However, with just one glance, she was frightened away by the young man in front of her who only cultivated Qi.

"I, I deliver the medicine." He stuttered.

"No need." Shen Zhou was also sizing up Murong Anran, just now he only had a quick glance, and only remembered that she was good-looking.At that time, his full attention was on Fan Ke, and the attention of others was limited, so he noticed Murong Anran for Fan Ke's sake.

At this time, he wanted to take a good look at what kind of woman fascinated Fan Ke.

Honestly, a little disappointed.

Beauty is beauty, but also flattering, with above-average aptitude, but that's all, it really can't catch Shen Zhou's eyes.

"you can go now."

"Then, the little junior should have a good rest."

Exiting the side hall, Murong Anran was startled to realize that he was completely intimidated.She rubbed her face in disbelief, she couldn't believe that she was dismissed by a little guy who was refining Qi, and still couldn't bear the resentment?Is this... her style?

She was lost in thought.

After a long while, she came to the conclusion that this is really her style.

Everyone knew that Murong Anran practiced the art of charm, but they didn't know that she was just practicing the so-called charm art for fun. Of course, the illusion she majored in was also heresy in the eyes of orthodox monks.She has been able to live up to now with "heresy" and enjoy her life, thanks to her unique skill - counseling.

Ah no, it was her keen sense of danger.The reason why she was accepted as the closed disciple by Yuan Ying Patriarch Lin Yu was also because of this perception.It's a pity that she is "ignorant and incompetent". Not long after Lin Yu's ancestor took her in, the ancestor's lover Jiedan ignored her. The old ancestor ignored her until now.

She also regrets it, but it's a foregone conclusion, what can she do about things that the ancestors can't do?Can only continue.It's just that the keen insight is still there, and she has resolved many fatal situations by relying on this insight. She has not provoked anyone who can't be provoked, and those who can be provoked... Most of them are offended to death by her... cough cough , This is not the point, the point is, what is the origin of this little junior?

"Tsk, I knew you were fine." After Murong Anran analyzed in cold sweat, Elder Lu made a faint sound.

"You know why you didn't tell me..." Murong Anran complained, why didn't anyone tell her about the giant Buddha coming to Hengjue Peak?If I had known her earlier, I wouldn't have provoked my junior brother.

"Why, haven't you caught up yet?" Elder Lu glanced at Wei Su who was leaning against the wall with his sword in his arms, and hated iron for nothing.

Wei Su lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, then let out a "hmm" from his nose.

"Yes." After Elder Lu said, seeing that he had nothing to do, he left it alone and went back leisurely.

Murong Anran has the deepest understanding of Elder Lu's personality. He will stop the younger generation from being lazy, and he will give pointers when encountering bottlenecks.But he will not speak out on major issues, but let you make your own choice, unless it is a huge mistake, otherwise he will not say anything.

It was like this at the beginning, and it is like this now. She was really angry and hated. Looking at Elder Lu's back, she stomped her feet and went back to her yard.

Seeing that she was about to leave, Wei Su held his sword and prepared to go back, but before he could move, a voice came from the courtyard.

"Fight."

He raised his eyes, and the door was pushed open, and a young man in black clothes stood in front of the door, solemn and cold, his dark eyes were like ice that would not melt for a thousand years, cold and compelling.

"You only refine qi, I've bigu." Although Wei Su has a reputation as a martial idiot, he really can't do such things as bullying the small with the big.

Between qi refining and bigu, there are three realms of foundation building, consecration, and fetal breath, and there are qualitative changes between each realm.In other words, one hundred Qi refiners may not be able to win one Foundation Establishment. In this way, there are three ways between them. If Shen Zhou hadn't been out of his mind, he wouldn't have made such a request at all.

"Why?"

"You hurt my man."

So I'm going to beat you up.Wei Su automatically made up this sentence, he looked at the young man in front of him, and suddenly thought that if Murong Anran was injured one day, he would definitely do the same thing.

Regardless of realm, only because of love.

"it is good."

"Wait!" Murong Anran, who thought that Wei Su would not agree, got dizzy and couldn't help but glared at him fiercely, "You are a bigu, how are you?"

The realm between the two is indeed a natural moat, even if he suppresses it, it is impossible to suppress it to refine Qi, it is too unfair to Shen Zhou.Wei Su thought for a while, then said to Shen Zhou: "I stand here and receive your three palms, how about that?"

It's really wrong for him to hurt people, but that kid flirted with An Ran, if he wasn't from the same family, he would be a charred corpse at this moment.In short, it is about Murong Anran, he can retreat, but he will never admit his mistakes.

Shen Zhou narrowed his eyes, and his tone became colder and more dangerous: "It's up to you."

Murong Anran wanted to refuse, but when he thought about how dangerous his aura was, no matter how powerful his aura was, his cultivation was only about refining qi, how powerful could it be?Not to mention three palms, three hundred palms is also fine.

But why is her heart beating so fast?

Wei Su stood still, with the sword in his arms on his back, his slender legs slightly apart, and he stood firmly.

Shen Zhou looked up at him, then closed his eyes, Fan Ke's skin severely burned by the flames emerged in his mind, and when he opened his eyes again, there was a scarlet color in his eyes.

"First palm."

There are many palm techniques, such as pushing the palm, brightening the palm, splitting the palm and pressing the palm. Shen Zhou didn't choose any of these moves. He just bent his knees and rushed forward.

Murong Anran's eyes widened, and the watery apricot core eyes were full of disbelief.

Shen Zhou didn't even use spiritual energy, and Wei Su naturally wouldn't use spiritual energy to defend himself, but even with his body speed and strength, Wei Su in the Bigu stage was definitely stronger than Shen Zhou in the Qi refining stage.But the truth is, his light palm, lacking any spirit, strength, or even skill, pushed Wei Su away two feet away.

"This..." Murong Anran was so shocked that she couldn't speak, she covered her mouth excitedly, for fear that she would cry out.

As a martial idiot, Wei Su wished he could turn himself into a sword. Although he was not a physical practitioner, his physical fitness was not much different from that of the bigu period.But now, with such a strong body, he was knocked back by the palm of a little fellow who refines Qi!

If it wasn't really irresistible, Wei Su wouldn't retreat at all!

Murong Anran didn't give Murong Anran any time to buffer, after one palm fell, Shen Zhou jumped up again, and the second and third palms landed on Wei Su one after another.

"you……"

After a long while, Wei Su woke up from the shock, looked at Shen Zhou in disbelief, and couldn't believe that the one who just pushed him was just a qi refiner.

Shen Zhou glanced at him, and felt that this body had only this merit.

Murong Anran who calmed down saw this scene and lit a row of candles for Shen Zhou.

The author has something to say: this chapter has been written for more than three hours in the afternoon... errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, I'm going to celebrate the festival, happy Mid-Autumn Festival, little angels~~~

emmm, is there any little angel who cares about Fan Ke's reaction after waking up? #doge