The Devil's Wife, I Just Want to Survive

"Madam, I think I can refine this golden skeleton. It's not a technical matter. Please don't do it."

Mo Lingqing said indifferently: "Physical cultivation is much more difficult than you think, and you are a spiritual cultivator. You are not familiar with the way of martial arts cultivation. If you force yourself to refine it, you will most likely waste the power of this golden skeleton."

Wang Que turned his head: "Madam, but my cultivation method says that it is spiritual and martial arts dual cultivation. I know how to refine this kind of natural treasure to strengthen the body."

Mo Lingqing, who was running fast, stopped instantly: "What did you say? The method of spiritual and martial arts dual cultivation? Impossible! Lingxiaoxing has never heard of anyone who can practice spiritual and martial arts dual cultivation from ancient times to the present!"

Wang Que frowned: "But this is true, my cultivation method is indeed spiritual and martial arts dual cultivation."

Mo Lingqing expressionless: "You can memorize runes, but you drew the three runes for a few days before, and this village master can comprehend them, but you still can't even learn the most basic array pattern."

"It seems that I have made a mistake, You are not a spiritual practitioner, you are a martial practitioner. A martial practitioner can never form a formation, and can never use spiritual power...."

Speaking of spiritual power, Mo Lingqing's eyes flickered: "No, you also rely on spiritual power to practice, you can't be a martial practitioner, but how can you not learn the formation pattern? Don't you have the talent for formation?"

Wang Que didn't know what to say, and finally muttered: "Can't I practice both spiritual and martial arts?"

Mo Lingqing snorted: "Impossible, this is a shackle, spiritual practitioners can only practice spiritual power, martial practitioners can only practice themselves, Confucian practitioners can only practice righteousness, Buddhist practitioners also have spiritual Buddha and Vajra, spiritual and martial arts dual practice, countless people have wanted to try from ancient times to the present, but no one has ever succeeded!"

"Then I can't be a true genius outside of those countless people?"

Mo Lingqing glanced at Wang Que after hearing this: "You? Genius? This village chief only admits that you have great luck, as for practicing one way... hehe."

As he said, Mo Lingqing urged the Purple Ice Lotus Sword to move forward at a high speed again.

A few hours later, Mo Lingqing found a piece of golden sand and threw Wang Que down: "The gold-attributed spiritual power is the most concentrated here, so let's refine it here."

"Madam, I can refine it myself, it's not that troublesome." Wang Que still wanted to fight for it.

But Mo Lingqing had already taken out the white bone barrel, and then a ferocious beast heart was hung above the barrel to squeeze out a lot of blood!

A dozen fire spirit fruits were thrown into the barrel, and in less than a few minutes, the barrel was not only boiling but also burning with blood and flames.

Mo Lingqing looked at Wang Que who was shrinking his head: "Do you want to go in on your own initiative, or will this village chief help you in?"

Wang Que gritted his teeth: "Madam, I am only at the tenth level of Qi Refining. Your beast essence and the fire spirit fruit..."

Mo Lingqing said lightly: "I won't die."

"I really can't come. If I go in, I will be refined into slag?"

Mo Lingqing sat cross-legged: "Refining the body is equivalent to refining magic tools and magic treasures. This village chief got Zhang Qiulin's refining notes and has studied half of it. It is more than enough to refine you. Go in!"

Wang Que gritted his teeth, and his feet were as if they were filled with lead and could not move at all.

"Hmm?" Mo Lingqing looked again.

Wang Que made a bitter face and slowly untied his belt: "Madam, I will warm up and get ready."

"Mo Ji."

Mo Lingqing raised his hand, and the spiritual power hand directly grabbed Wang Que and threw him in.

"Hiss! Ah!!!" Wang Que cried out in pain, but the next second he was pressed into the bottom of the barrel by a spiritual hand. In just a moment, all his clothes were directly refined into powder........

This kind of pain is hard to describe, but Wang Que has experienced it dozens of times before, so he still hasn't fainted until now........

He tried to get his head out of the barrel, but his hair was gone: "Hiss, Madam, hiss, it hurts!!!"

Mo Lingqing's eyes did not change, and she threw the golden skeleton in casually: "You, better bear it."

She formed seals with both hands and performed the method of refining weapons. At this moment, she treated Wang Que as a 'weapon' to refine!

The least wasteful way to refine the golden skeleton is to dissolve the golden skeleton into one's own bones, and this method........ is equivalent to crushing bones while condensing new bones!

Half an hour later, the golden skeleton melted into flowing gold. Then, Wang Que's right foot was shattered. In the bucket, Wang Que, who was gradually numb to the pain, glared and roared: "Madam!!"

Mo Lingqing's eyes did not change. He controlled the flowing gold to fill in Wang Que's shattered foot bones. As the flowing gold formed a new foot, this foot was more perfect than Wang Que's original foot!

Reborn, maybe this is it!

But only for a moment, Wang Que's original calf bone vibrated and began to reject the new foot bone formed by the golden flowing gold. Mo Lingqing's expression changed slightly and looked up. The blood-colored star automatically appeared between the eyebrows of Wang Que, who was roaring in the bucket!

After the blood-colored star appeared, a strange force instantly came down.Instantly crushed the new golden foot bone, and then re-condensed Wang Que's original foot bone in Mo Lingqing's shocked eyes!

"Can't change bones?" Mo Lingqing frowned slightly. This was the first time she had seen such a situation.

She had studied many classics, but had never seen the strange thing of being unable to forge new bones.

Without waiting for Mo Lingqing to continue to "refine" Wang Que, the strange power around Wang Que began to absorb and refine the golden flowing gold as nutrients to irrigate the bones of the whole body.

In the blood bucket, Wang Que closed his eyes and kept urging the practice method of "Mirage Ancient Dao Sutra", while gritting his teeth and saying with difficulty: "Madam, I can refine it myself!!"

Mo Lingqing slowly put down his hand that was making a seal, and a puzzled look flashed in his eyes.

Logically speaking, with Wang Que's current realm, he has no qualifications to refine this golden bone. If there is no help from a strong man who is much higher than his realm, he can't refine it at all!

But now... Wang Que is actively absorbing and refining the flowing gold, and the transformation that should have happened has not occurred. It seems that Wang Que's current bone structure is perfect!

But no matter where you look at it, Wang Que is just ordinary. Whether it is his figure or appearance, he is far from perfect!

Mo Lingqing's eyes flickered. She found that Wang Que was weird everywhere. He was not like a normal cultivator at all.

"Is he really practicing both spiritual and martial arts?"

"Impossible!"

"It is impossible for anyone in this world to practice both spiritual and martial arts. Those great powers can't do it, not to mention that he is just a small Qi Refining Realm."

Silently looking at Wang Que in the blood bucket, Mo Lingqing's eyes were full of thoughts. She was looking for a reason that could explain the weirdness of Wang Que.

Time passed slowly, and three days passed in a flash. On this day, Wang Que was still soaking in the blood bucket to absorb and refine the flowing gold. In these three days, he only absorbed half of it.

But even if half of it was absorbed, the whole body bones should be light gold in color, but up to now, Wang Que's whole body bones have not changed at all, and they are still the same as before.

As for the signs of rebirth, there is no sign at all.

Mo Lingqing no longer pays attention to Wang Que all the time, just occasionally looking up, and the rest of the time is spent refining his Thousand Soul Banner.

Another three days passed, and the golden liquid gold in the blood bucket disappeared on this day, and there was still no change in Wang Que's bones, as if he had never been reborn.

In the blood bucket, Wang Que slowly opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. He felt that he was now full of terrifying power and needed to vent it urgently!

With a push of his arms, the blood bucket that had long lost its spiritual power exploded, and in less than a second, Wang Que put on a pair of large shorts.

In the golden sand, Wang Que, who was just over 1.9 meters tall, had no muscles all over his body. Well, there really were none.

"Where is my perfect body?" Wang Que touched his stomach and found it hard to accept for a moment: "Could it be that refining the golden bones can also make my abdominal muscles disappear?"