I have been a matchmaker for the hero for those years

Qiu Zhiqiu was worried that he was weak now, so he picked him up when the sea breeze blew cool, and brought him back to the inn. Wangjing nestled in his arms and said nothing along the way.

It wasn't until he arrived at the inn and lay down on the bed from his arms that Wangjing said hesitantly, "Can you change your position next time, or carry me on your back?" He thought he was in good health, and if it wasn't necessary, he wanted to get down by himself Walk.

It’s okay if Wangjing didn’t say anything, but when he talked about the posture, Qiu Zhiqiu thought of the princess hug, but there is no such term here, so he asked him: “Is it uncomfortable, it’s more convenient, I always hug you like this when you fall asleep on the road "It's not inconvenient to see you holding me.

Wangjing's expression was a bit indescribable, and finally he whispered: "Then, let's be like this."

Qiu Zhiqiu assumed that he agreed, and five days later he carried Wangjing onto the boat. Wangjing was covered by a cloak, and his figure was transformed. Qiu Zhiqiu insisted that no one could see the situation of the people inside, and beside him was the hired Cultivator Li.

Only the local boats know the distribution area of ​​the yellow songbird, and paying a little spirit stones can save some effort. Of course Qiu Zhiqiu is willing. The monks on the boat who paid the spirit stones gave him a vigilant look, and handed over a jade slip, "Please, senior." Go to Room No. [-] of Tianzihao." Someone came to guide him immediately.

When the people walked away, the leading guard warned the Li family's children next to him: "That person has advanced cultivation, don't worry about it."

The boat was going to the deep sea. He and Xiushi Li disembarked when passing by the cliff. The other guards on the boat looked at it as a pity. Going to the deep sea was full of dangers. One more elder in the clan who couldn't see the power of his cultivation would be his life. There is an extra guarantee, and now this guarantee is gone ahead of schedule.

Someone came out to give a copy of the atlas on the cliff, "I am the manager of the nearby Lijiazhuang who came out with the boat this time. This is the distribution map of all the spirit beasts and grasses on the cliff. Seniors, please accept this detailed explanation. A wish from the Li family."

Qiu Zhiqiu asked Wangjing to wrap his arms around his shoulders, freed up a hand to take it, and said flatly, "I accept it."

A guard followed up behind him, "How is it?"

The steward wiped the cold sweat off his head: "Got it."

The guard nodded: "No matter who it is, if you take over the goodwill, you won't kill people at will, and no one will be offended."

There was only one monk looking enviously at the distribution map in his hand, Wangjing simply opened his cloak, took the oilcloth in his hand and looked at it in detail: "It is very detailed."

When Xiushi Li saw the other party with his stomach in shock for a moment, he immediately lowered his head and calmed down. Although he was envious but not jealous, he said, "We monks are not advanced, we just want to earn spiritual stones to practice, and there are some places that need to be bypassed. Do you still need to accompany me?" He took out the spirit stone as a reward, and the other party had already paid for the boarding fee.

Qiu Zhiqiu agreed, and showed the oiled paper to the other party to confirm its authenticity. The other party was shaking with his hands, and said, "The places that this junior has been to are the same as those on the labels."

Even the year of the monster was marked on the oil paper. It was very detailed. There was no need for him to take a guide with a poor cultivation base. He didn't take back the spirit stone and jumped a few times with Wangjing in his arms, and left along the chaotic rocks in front of him.

There are many small islands along the coast, but there are only a few islands floating in the sea in this direction, because there are mountains and rocks on it, which is nothing unusual. If you are willing to come, only those with low cultivation bases will explore here.

I met several groups of monks along the way, and before they could take a defensive stance, Qiu Zhiqiu had already jumped away.

Wangjing was taken with him, and he wanted to loosen his cloak when no one was around, and it was uncomfortable to wear it every day. Qiu Zhiqiu pulled the cover up for him and coaxed him: "Be careful of getting sick, you can't use your spiritual power now." Before he woke up, Qiu Zhiqiu touched his abdomen, and his spiritual power was mixed, but the spiritual power in other places was lacking.

It takes more than 200 years for Huang Songniao to be used as medicine. Qiu Zhiqiu went directly to the depths of the mountains for a long time. The Li family is indeed a family that has been lingering for hundreds of years. The records on the oilcloth are very detailed. According to records, Qiu Zhiqiu avoided the past and successfully obtained the blood of a 300-year-old yellow songbird.

Seeing that he had found a remote place and took out the stove, Wangjing asked in surprise, "You know how to make alchemy?"

Qiu Zhiqiu put the processed and sealed spirit grass in, shook his head, "No." He practiced alchemy, learning alchemy.

Wangjing: "..."

The system was so close to teaching him, Qiu Zhiqiu used his spiritual power to control the fusion of the spiritual grass and the blood, and finally it became a pool of transparent water, and then he threw the century-old lotus leaf slices into it, and waited for the water to bubble light red before taking it out. Come out and hand it over.

Wangjing took it and looked at it, as if he could see a flower from inside.

He saw how this bowl of water took shape, it was so...indescribable, he always felt that he couldn't swallow it, and the other party was still urging him to drink it quickly, Wang Jing held his breath and poured it down.

Qiu Zhiqiu asked him expectantly, "How is it?"

Half a moment later, the tangled spiritual power in the abdomen moved, causing Wangjing to sweat profusely on his forehead and sit cross-legged in meditation.

Qiu Zhiqiu stood aside to protect him. When the sun went down and the moon came up, Yao's cave was shining brightly. When a little king came out, Qiu Zhiqiu put down the poker angrily, and said, "You lost again."

Qiu Zhiqiu, "Come again."

After the system shuffled the cards as usual, it took some of them aside and divided the cards between the two. Qiu Zhiqiu had a good card this time, with a straight, a double fly, and a bomb.

The system looked at someone who was very happy and didn't hide his good cards, and reminded you faintly: "I seem to have seen the main man wake up just now."

Qiu Zhiqiu was not fooled, "You said the same thing last time when I won the cards, you thought I would throw the cards out again?" After he finished speaking, he turned his head and saw Wangjing open his eyes calmly.

Qiu Zhiqiu: "..." The system is trash.

Qiu Zhiqiu hurried over to ask, "How do you feel?"

"mountain, and. 氵, evening"

Wangjing felt it, the meridians had been filled with spiritual energy, and he just waited to continue to digest the spiritual power in his abdomen, but Qiu Zhiqiu gave a lot of spiritual power for free in order to repair it, and now he just changed from an eight-month pregnant belly to a five-month-old belly. moon.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Qiu Zhiqiu took the initiative to do it. His hands were soft and had a swollen arc. At first, he could only comb a part with great effort, but now half of it disappeared in a few hours.

Wangjing looked at the skinny hands covering his lower abdomen in disbelief. The gentle force brought the illusion of preciousness, which made him raise his eyebrows and remind him: "This is not a newborn fetus." The father caresses the mother's pregnant child's belly like this.

Qiu Zhiqiu said blackly, "You can see it openly, and you don't shy away from mentioning it."

Wangjing was a little embarrassed and said, "I still feel ashamed."

Qiu Zhiqiu smiled, Huang Songniao can only be useful if he is killed immediately, and the two of them can only regretfully wait for him to disappear completely.

Wangjing had an intuition in his heart that after all these spiritual powers were exhausted, he would probably be able to go up to the fourth level of body training, but he owed the other party a great kindness.

Wangya Cliff is at the junction of the shallow sea and the deep sea. The place where you go to the island is the shallow sea, and you go down from the back of the Wangya Cliff to the deep sea.

Wangjing intends to go down to explore, Qiu Zhiqiu reminded, "Go down from the shallow sea first."

When monks on land mentioned the sea, they would always talk about the countless monsters in it. Monsters can be exchanged for spirit stones, pills, and magic weapons, but the monsters in the deep sea occupy the home court when facing foreign monks. Li, their speed in the water is often several times that of the monks, and they are in groups, so except for the monks who are very confident in themselves, they will not fight the monsters head-on, but choose to dive into the deep sea , as a temporary rest fortress.

Wangjing is not interested in monsters, he just wants to go in and have a look. The area where the shallow sea is close to the deep sea, the monsters are equivalent to the stage of a person's cultivation of qi, and he has not fully recovered from his body training, so it is not impossible to deal with them.

Qiu Zhiqiu didn't care about him, and only followed him with his spiritual thoughts. He fought the landlord with the system on the small island and rocks. After half a month of this, Wangjing's spiritual power was completely collected.

Wang Jing said, "When I go to the Deep Demon Cave to pick Qingbai grass, and the fine wounds on the meridians heal, I will be able to advance to the fourth level of refining the gods."

Qiu Zhiqiu encouraged him: "It's not bad." He was sure to lose in the competition with the head of the Demon Sect, and this time he used so much spiritual power on Wangjing, so he could only put his hope in the competition in the stage of refining the gods. The strong will not interfere in the comparison of the juniors, only the stage of refining gods can determine which side is strong or weak in the next few hundred years.

Wangjing was a little disappointed, he wanted to ask, why didn't you ask me if I would like to worship you as a teacher.

After rejecting it many times in a row, and using the excuse of having a teacher, it took so long, Wangjing couldn't ask again.

The author has something to say: Thank you Char Siew Pao Pao, Lei from Lonely Planet, and the nutrient solution irrigated by readers with no name.