Fantasy: My Cultivation Technique Will Self-Cultivation

Hearing this, a flash of light suddenly flashed in Qiu Shui's eyes.

Her heart was immediately full of hope, because in her heart, Ye Chenfu had always been a beacon in the dark night, so she gave an "um" and nodded heavily.

"Then let's start to cultivate Meridians, after all, your cultivation is too fierce, you have to do this, otherwise it is not conducive to breakthrough!" Ye Chenfu said, pointing to Wanru's robe.

It was as if her face was reddened, because although she was wearing a relatively large coat, she was still a bit shy to take off her outer robe to warm up Meridians.

However, this was not the first time this happened, so she was just a little shy and nodded.

But Ye Chenfu didn't think so much, he was very anxious, because one day he killed Holy Maiden will be exposed.

He knew that even though he didn't kill Holy Maiden at the time, then Holy Maiden himself would die.

Moreover, even if she saved Holy Maiden Bai Qingyao at the time, relying on her arrogant temperament, she would definitely avenge her gratitude, because she had seen her miserable appearance, so she would definitely not be able to bear such a person living in the world.

Ye Chenfu and the two generations of human beings naturally understood the sinisterness of human nature, especially for people like Holy Maiden Bai Qingyao, it is impossible for them to help themselves without killing themselves afterwards.

Ye Chenfu had no choice but to protect himself, but in any case, he killed Holy Maiden and gained a lot of benefits.

The biggest advantage is that the Buddha's scriptures.

Ye Chenfu suddenly recalled the past, and felt that he must Ascension's strength and rights, and then save himself, otherwise Bai Qingyi and the others would find that Holy Maiden was killed by himself.

So whether it is the identity of his inner disciple or the identity of the peak master of Zidianfeng, they will definitely kill own when that happens, Ye Chenfu is convinced.

Moreover, for such a long time, Ye Chenfu had long known that Bai Qingyi was actually a cruel man.

He looks very decent on the surface, but he has a bloodthirsty character in his bones.

So Ye Chenfu knew that once the matter of killing Holy Maiden by himself was revealed, Bai Qingyi would definitely be the first to kill himself. Thinking of this, Ye Chenfu seemed to have removed his robe, and looked at the scented shoulders, Ye Chenfu was startled.

In order to make it seem to break through earlier, and also to make it seem to be the Holy Maiden, Ye Chenfu made his blood this time.

Not only did he enter his own True Qi and make a circle around his body, but he also entered some of the power of his own blue beast pill.

In fact, the slightest power of the blue beast pill has long been mixed with True Qi, but Ye Chenfu hasn't fully felt it yet.

However, after some manipulation of him, when sitting in front of him like this, layers of hot sweat had already appeared on his forehead, and his shoulders, which were originally white as gelatinous fat, also became sweaty at this time. It's awkward.

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Among the four candidates who have reserved Holy Maiden, only Mei Ruhua has the highest approval rate. The person with the second approval rate makes everyone never expect that it is Wang Yourong.

"No? It seems that I have to pay a lot this time!"

Hu Dalang sat opposite Wang Yourong with a frustrated expression, then his expression was painful.

"What is the loss? When you ran over, you ate my fruit and sat down and drank my tea. What was the loss?" Wang Yourong put his sword on the table in an annoyed manner, and then stared with wide eyes. Looked at Hu Dalang and said.

Hu Dalang had said this in his mouth and was still thinking about it, when he was suddenly startled by the sound of Wang Yourong's sword laying.

"I mean, I didn't expect your approval rating to reach second place now! I put my one thousand taels of silver on that black girl, so if you surpass the black girl, wouldn't I have to pay? NS?"

Hu Dalang sat slumped in the chair with an expression that he didn't want to live anymore.

Hearing this, Wang Yourong "rubbed" and stood up. She angrily stepped on the stool she was sitting on.

He picked up the sword on the table with his hand, instead of pulling out the scabbard, he pointed it directly at Hu Dalang.

Hu Dalang was sitting at the table drinking tea at this time, so Wang Yourong's operation made his neck shrink in fright.

"What's the matter? Don't scare me, okay, you see, it made me wet your table." Hu Dalang put down the teacup and wiped it directly on the table with his cuff.

"Why do you men bet on Black Girl to win! Besides, where did the news come from? How do you know that I am now second?" Wang Yourong still said angrily.

With his fingers, Hu Dalang pushed away the sword pointed by Wang Yourong.

Although the sword was still in a scabbard, it was very uncomfortable to point to my nose.

"Because the black girl has a higher winning rate, there are more people who originally supported it, so I put the silver on her side! I and a few senior brothers will definitely become the Holy Maiden."

Hu Dalang grinned and said, "Although it is not the news from Sect, it is also what we learned from the rush of the seniors, so there can be nothing wrong!"

Wang Yourong looked at Hu Dalang's helpless expression, then sighed and sat back.

After sitting down, she realized that the stool she had stepped on hadn't been wiped, so she felt a little mad.

Hu Dalang looked at Wang Yourong's expression and saw her unkindness, so he said weakly: "In fact, we fellow students, doing this kind of thing in private is also a kind of entertainment! After all, it can't be true."

Wang Yourong laughed back when she heard this, she waved her hand and said, "Since you can't be true, then why would you put your own one thousand taels of silver?"

Hu Dalang was asked by her, so he hesitated and said, "Uh... this and that..."

Wang Yourong shook his head again, and said with a sigh: "I don't blame you for not supporting me, I blame you for not supporting me like a younger sister!"

These words made Hu Dalang stunned for a moment. He looked at Wang Yourong incredulously, shrank his head, and asked in disbelief: "Why do you blame me for this?"

Wang Yourong didn't want to explain to him at first, but when he saw him, he had already asked so.

So she had to say: "Actually, I know that I can't be Holy Maiden at all this time! Because the Cultivation Base, which is like a junior sister, has already surpassed me."

Hu Dalang smiled when he heard this.

He picked up the half-sprinkled tea just now, pinched the teacup and took another sip.

"If you think so, why do you want to compete?"

Hu Dalang took a sip of tea and smiled and asked, "Isn't it enough to not participate in the competition? And now I don't say that it depends on everyone's support."

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