The Devil's Wife, I Just Want to Survive

Wang Que looked at Taoist Jin Lin with a suspicious look in his eyes: "Old man, do you dare to swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao to guarantee that this imperial-grade Taoism is true!"

Taoist Jin Lin raised his eyebrows: "Why not? Not only do I dare to guarantee that this is true, I also dare to say that I have absolutely not modified it at all!"

Wang Que raised his hand to absorb the jade slip, looking at the jade slip in his hand, and a trace of soul power probed over.

But as soon as the soul power touched the jade slip, his soul power was bounced away. Before Wang Que could get angry, Taoist Jin Lin explained: "Old Demon Daoist, this is an imperial-grade Taoism. The threshold of Taoism is Chongxu Realm. If you force yourself to see it, the power of Taoism will shatter your soul sea."

Wang Que narrowed his eyes slightly, and then handed the jade slip to Shui Wangyue. After all, Shui Wangyue was the only one in Chongxu Realm among their group!

After a few breaths, Shui Wangyue's breathing was slightly rapid, but she quickly adjusted and nodded to Wang Que.

Wang Que shook his sleeves and said, "If it's true, then fine. Just practice here for a month. You better not play tricks on me, old man, otherwise!"

The Taoist Jinlin smiled and said, "No, of course not. It's better to resolve grievances than to make them. For practitioners of our generation, more friends mean more paths. Since the old demon Taoist agrees, I won't disturb you in your practice. Goodbye first?"

"Go, we will go out in a month." Wang Que didn't want to talk to the Taoist Jinlin anymore. There was so much spiritual milk here... He didn't want to waste time.

As soon as the Taoist Jinlin left, Jueyang said with a smile, "Que, Sister Qing, you practice first. I'll keep an eye on him to see if he will play tricks."

"Be careful."

"It doesn't matter. He shouldn't want to fight again." Jueyang said, and she had already stepped onto the stone stairs.

Everyone didn't say much when they saw this. After all, what Jueyang thought... Everyone present knew.

"No!" Shui Wangyue, who was observing the contents of the Taoism with the power of the soul, suddenly said: "The artistic conception power on this jade slip is slowly dissipating. At this rate of dissipation... this jade slip will disappear in at most one month!"

Wang Que was not surprised: "Normal, this old golden-scaled dog is not an ordinary person, how could he take out a permanent jade slip? It's only a month, Wangyue, can you remember it?"

Shui Wangyue said in a calm voice: "It's easy to remember, but it may be difficult to practice. It seems that I have to study it for a while."

" The spiritual power here is not very useful to me, you can absorb it first. "

After Shui Wangyue finished speaking, Zimei also spoke: "I don't need to refine spiritual power to condense blood and qi now, I will try to comprehend the artistic conception."

"Master, I am stuck in the early stage of Yuandan now, and it is probably useless to condense qi and blood in a short time. What do you think I should do now?"

Wang Que looked at Huang Xiaozhu after hearing the voice, and after thinking for a moment: "Basic skills cannot be left behind, continue to practice the fist and martial arts I taught you."

"Yes, Master!" Huang Xiaozhu nodded, and then ran to the side to practice.

After settling everyone, Wang Que and Mo Lingqing found a place with abundant spiritual milk to practice.

Now Wang Que's martial arts realm is the middle stage of Renqiao, and his spiritual realm is also the middle stage of Renqiao. If he practices crazily this month, he may be able to touch the threshold of the late stage of Renqiao!

As for Mo Lingqing, she has been able to touch the threshold of the middle stage of Diqiao under the practice of not counting resources, and maybe she will have the opportunity to step into the middle stage of Diqiao this time!

Outside the gathering place, Jueyang woman caught up with Jinlin Taoist in the courtyard: "Senior Jinlin, there is no one here now, don't you want to do something to me?"

Jinlin Taoist had taken the anti-aging pill, so he was still handsome, and at this moment he was still on guard.

He just flicked his sleeves and snorted, and continued to stride forward without saying a word.

Jueyang woman smiled playfully, and continued to follow with enchanting steps... She must take down this Jinlin Taoist!

In the following days, Jueyang woman followed wherever Jinlin Taoist went.

It stands to reason that with his realm, he could easily set up a formation to prevent Jueyang woman from finding him... But he didn't.

Not only that, ten days later, he actually took the initiative to invite Jueyang woman to dinner. Hiss, the atmosphere was a little ambiguous.

That night, he drank a lot of wine that was not enough to get him drunk. In that subtle atmosphere, Taoist Jinlin could not hold himself back........

He had played with many female cultivators, but he had never seen one as charming, enchanting and bold as Jueyang, let alone played with one.

Sure enough, that night was an extremely novel experience!

He had never known that there was such a way to play in the world?

After just one night of experience, Taoist Jinlin felt as if his youth had returned. It was the long-lost throbbing andLonging, he longed to be with Jueyangnv again.........hmm.

But this time Jueyangnv did not do as he wished. She played hard to get this time. With this method, Jinlin Taoist willingly took out a lot of treasures to give her to make her happy.

So.........

"Let you attack my Jinlin Island!"

"Let you be arrogant! Let you be arrogant!"

"Fall into my hands today! I will kill you!"

Wang Que and others tried their best to refine the spirit milk in the spirit gathering place to improve their cultivation, but they tried so hard, and their cultivation did not improve much.

On the other hand, Jueyangnv's hands were numb after receiving the gifts, and she was happy every day. Not only that, her cultivation was rising like a surging wave!

On the fifteenth day, Jueyangnv's aura had reached the middle stage of the earth bridge, but according to her cultivation improvement momentum... this time she would at least break through to the late stage of the earth bridge!

It is even possible to touch the threshold of the sky bridge realm!

So terrifying!

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In the gathering place of spirits, Huang Xiaozhu practiced boxing and leg techniques very seriously. He had practiced these boxing and leg techniques for one year and ten months, and he was familiar with them!

I don’t know how many times he punched, but his "hey ha" attracted Zimei's attention.

Zimei wanted to comprehend the artistic conception, but she didn't know where to start. In the past half month of meditation, she was getting more and more annoyed.

Before, meditation was to condense blood and improve cultivation, but now she is in the late stage of Tianqiao. If she wants to prove Chongxu, she can only comprehend the illusory artistic conception.........

She looked at Huang Xiaozhu who was practicing boxing seriously, shook her head slightly for a long time, and stood up: "I heard them call you Zhuzi, is your real name Zhuzi?"

Zimei came over and threw a gourd.

Huang Xiaozhu took the gourd with both hands. Zimei didn't recognize him, but he recognized Zimei, after all, his young master called her Sister Mei.

"Zhuzi greets you, senior. My real name is Huang Xiaozhu, and Zhuzi is my nickname." Huang Xiaozhu was extremely respectful.

Seeing this, Zimei smiled and drank a sip of wine: "You don't have to be so nervous. I have joined your Xuanyin Sect, so you can call me Sister Mei."

Huang Xiaozhu shook her head, then clasped her fists and bowed slightly: "Zhuzi's life was given by the young master. The young master calls you Sister Mei, and Zhuzi must not call you Sister Mei again. The rules cannot be violated."

"From your tone, you have read books?" Zimei looked at this reserved and shy young man and felt a little interesting.

In her eyes, Wang Que was scheming, sometimes wild and sometimes calm. How could a man like him have such a reserved and shy servant?

Shouldn't the character of a servant be close to that of the master?

"To answer the senior, the young master gave me a lot of books. I have read them for more than a year, so I can know a little bit of words." Zhuzi still bowed slightly without looking up.

Zimei found this even more interesting. She walked to a stone nearby and sat down: "How many years have you served your master? I think you don't look very old."

Huang Xiaozhu nodded: "I have been with the young master for almost two years. I will be eighteen in a few months."

"You are only seventeen now?" Zimei was a little surprised: "You are really young. You have such a good cultivation at such a young age. You have a bright future."

Huang Xiaozhu said embarrassedly: "This is all because of the young master's good teaching. If it weren't for the young master, I might still be playing suona for people in the village now."

"Suona?" Zimei frowned: "What is that?"