The Mortal Immortal

Two months have passed, and Meng Shuran has become quite proficient in magic.

Shu Han also took the opportunity to secretly learn her spells and put together a complete set of spells in his mind.

I can’t help but say that the secret technique transformed from the core formation pattern is extremely effective!

Shu Han immediately used this secret technique to absorb the origin of earth dragon fire, which made Wangcai complain incessantly for several days. Because Shu Han's absorption speed is too fast, if he absorbs it like this, it will soon be severely damaged.

Fortunately, Shu Han was fully prepared and had the heart of the ancestral tree. He continued to increase the amount of money he fed to Wangcai, so that he could make up for the source of his losses in a short time.

After mastering the secret skill skillfully, Meng Shuran no longer pestered Shu Han to practice the secret skill. Moreover, they had not waited for the order to issue the origin of earth dragon fire, and could not use secret techniques to cultivate the origin of earth dragon fire in her body.

It stands to reason that Shu Han is useless in Yehuo Tangquan at this time, and Meng Shuran should drive Shu Han out of Yehuo Tangquan as agreed.

However, she did not do this and allowed Shu Han to practice in her soup.

Although there was still no words between the two, Shu Han could still feel that Meng Shuran's cold attitude towards him was softening. Moreover, Meng Shuran's clothes were getting cooler and cooler, which made it more difficult for him to calm down. After all, she had a charming body.

After two months of getting along, Shu Han discovered that Meng Shuran was proficient in the secret technique and rarely practiced in the hot springs.

She seems not to care about cultivation at all.

Monks, regardless of age or gender, all work hard to improve their cultivation. Especially in a holy place like Yehuo Tangquan where cultivation is accelerated, they should race against time.

However, after Meng Shuran soaked in the hot spring once or twice a day, she immediately changed into casual clothes, lay on the armchair, ate spiritual fruits leisurely, and read idle books.

Sometimes he plays the piano and sings, sometimes he contemplates the sky.

She doesn't look like a cultivator at all, but looks like a secular woman who got married in a boudoir.

But no matter what she did, there was no genuine smile on her face. It seemed like everything she did was passing empty time.

Shu Han also observed that at the end of every month, Meng Shuran would go out to the industry.

When I went out, I looked a little hopeful, but when I came back, I looked disappointed.

Although Shu Han was curious in his heart, he was happy with this mutual silence and was unwilling to speak up to break this precious silence.

No matter who Meng Shuran was, Shu Han didn't want to be associated with Qianjiao Baimei, especially since she was the head of the cauldron appointed by Song Jinglun.

In the evening of that day, Song Changyi sent a message to Shu Han outside Tangquan, inviting him to come out and talk.

Shu Han thought to himself that he had been soaking for two months and squeezed Wangcai for two months. It was time to go out and stretch his muscles and give Wangcai a good rest.

So, he walked out of the soup pool and used the power of heavenly fire to evaporate his own water.

Meng Shuran, who was lying on the recliner, closed her book, her beautiful white legs intertwined, raised her head and looked at Shu Han in surprise, and said lazily: "After two months of soaking, you are finally willing to give up?"

Shu Han smiled politely at her and walked out of Yehuo Tangquan without replying.

Song Changyi was waiting at the entrance of the hot spring. It was already dark at this time, and the heavenly hot spring began to sound like some charming gasps. The more Song Changyi listened, the darker his face became. Shu Han smiled and said, "Brother Song, what's going on? Why is his face so ugly!"

Song Changyi pointed at the surroundings and angrily said: "When did the Huoyunsha Tian-level hot spring become a place for disciples to openly show their prostitution! How unreasonable! How many outstanding disciples have walked out of the Tian-level hot spring, and now they are reduced to Goulan! How angry! Shame on me!"

Song Changyi turned to look at Shu Han and looked him up and down: "The one who follows Brother Yu is that charming and charming figure. Brother Yu has not broken the vows, right?" Shu Han was stunned: "Who does Brother Song think I am! Come on, look at Brother Song. Life is not easy, let’s go have a drink.”

Song Changyi nodded with a dark face and followed Shu Han to the teahouse set up inside Yehuo Tangquan.

Shu Han took out the wine and filled it with Song Changyi. Song Changyi drank it down angrily and slammed the glass on the stone table. Shu Han smiled and continued to fill him up. In this way, Song Changyi drank eighteen cups in a row before his anger subsided.

"I really don't know what the point of my father doing this! The origin of earth, dragon and fire is so precious! It is actually given to these charming bodies that have no use except for bed! How does this benefit the sect!"

Shu Han sighed in his heart, it seemed that Song Jinglun did not tell Song Changyi the truth. However, Song Changyi's outspoken personality told him that he might be exposed one day. These charming bodies are related to Song Jinglun's great cause of Nascent Soul, so he must be cautious. So he didn't intend to mention it. Song Changyi from the province asked him how he knew.

"The leader has his own motives for doing this."

Song Changyi sighed and said, "You are talking about the same thing as my mother! Last month, I couldn't stand that charming girl named Gu Panchun and was about to question my father. But my mother stopped me and told me It’s exactly the same, but what’s the purpose?”

"Look at these beautiful bodies, they are posing and posing all day long, how beautiful they are!"

Song Changyi said: "Originally, the twelve people this time were all our elites in the foundation-building period of Huoyun Moment. However, these elites are about to perish in this gentle village. If they weren't on a mission, they would really want to slap them to death. These beauties!”

Shu Han listened to Song Changyi's complaints in silence, and it seemed that he had endured it for a long time. However, Tang Shan'er's words were more effective to him than Song Jinglun's. Even if he had complaints, he still had to follow Song Jinglun's instructions.

Shu Han then asked: "Brother Song himself has earth dragon fire. What happened to the origin of earth dragon fire that was infused into Mei's body?"

Song Changyi said: "It's OK. Although Gu Panchun is not a serious person, she is quite smart. She can accept the earth dragon fire in my body very smoothly."

Shu Han smiled in his heart. Of course, this woman has a complete version of the sky fire conversion array.

"But..."

Speaking of this, Song Changyi was so angry that his veins popped up. He said: "If this woman cooperates, I am sure that I can cultivate the complete earth dragon fire origin in her body in one year. But this woman is procrastinating all day long. She either has backache or is in a bad mood. Anyway, she keeps making excuses and is unwilling to practice hard! It makes me angry!"

Shu Han was stunned. This really looks like something Gu Panchun can do. But this woman's procrastination must have a deep meaning.

"The most annoying thing is not just that!"

Song Changyi clenched the wine glass and gritted his teeth and said, "This woman actually wanted me to massage her legs and back, perform talent shows, and play games to make her happy, so that she would be in the mood to cultivate the origin of the earth dragon fire with me. It's really too much! I, Song Changyi, have never suffered such a great humiliation since I was born!"

Shu Han:...

"I really want to slap her to death! But she is related to my father's mission. Before I started, she pretended to be pitiful in front of me. If she wasn't a woman, I really..."

Speaking of this, Song Changyi was so angry that he drank more than a dozen glasses of wine to extinguish his anger.

Shu Han accompanied Song Changyi to drink, and suddenly a delicate voice came from outside the tea room.

"Stinky brother, so you are here! It's easy for your sister to find you. Come on, it's time to play with your sister as agreed. Accompany your sister to make clay figures today!"