Arcane Journey

In the following days, Brian would spend two hours with Ye Qiyu in the back garden every afternoon, rubbing her shoulders, beating her back, pinching her legs, and serving her mistress carefully.

To his surprise, he also got a lot of advice from this teacher in terms of practice.

Brian found that this glamorous wife not only had a stunning appearance and a refined temperament, but also possessed extremely profound knowledge of cultivation. Every casual sentence was more profound than that taught by Master Zhimu Taoist.

Under the guidance of his wife, although his qi refining has not made much progress, his knowledge and experience in cultivation have become more and more abundant.

This also made Brian wonder, where did the mistress come from?
Another afternoon, the winter snow has melted, the weather is getting warmer, and the breath of spring is wafting in the Taoist temple.

Brian was pinching Ye Qiyu's feet, squatting in front of her absent-mindedly, the bright red skirt was close at hand, bringing bursts of fragrance.

At this moment, if he still can't guess what this mysterious mistress intends for him, then he has lived for so many years in vain, so every time he meets Ye Qiyu, Brian pretends to be very obedient, so as to numb his nerves and look for a chance of survival.

Ye Qiyu squinted her beautiful eyes and looked at the strong young man in front of her, licked her lips secretly, thinking that although this boy has a good physique and energy, he still needs to be raised, so as not to be overwhelmed in a few moments. Thinking of this, she secretly made a decision.

So, she raised her head and said to Brian: "Yun'er, your progress in refining Qi is too slow, and it will be difficult for you to protect yourself when you encounter danger one day. How about this, my wife will teach you a set of extremely profound mental methods, which can speed up your cultivation. You must memorize it."

There is such a good thing?Could it be that my wife was moved when she saw that she was so diligent?

Of course, Brian couldn’t think so. There is no doubt that this must be the weasel’s wish for the chicken, and he has no good intentions. Even so, he still pretended to be overjoyed and said: “Master, the disciple must remember to practice diligently!”

As he said that, even the strength of the massage on his hands increased unconsciously.

As if he was afraid that he would not be diligent enough, Brian supported his wife's soft and delicate body, let her sit on a mahogany chair, and rubbed her tender and fragrant shoulders.

Seeing Qin Yun being so upbeat, Ye Qiyu nodded in satisfaction, and began to chant: "The emperor came out of the east, and he was as panic-stricken as the sun, illuminating the galaxy in all directions...Do you remember clearly?"

How many times have you recited in a row, she asked.

"Remember it clearly." The [-]-word formula was not too long, so Brian quickly memorized it and recited it a few times to make sure there were no mistakes, so he replied.

Ye Qiyu nodded: "You can practice for me."

According to the mantra, Brian faced the warm sun in early spring and grasped it with both hands, and the sun's essence fell on him.

A moment later, his body seemed to be covered with a layer of golden rosy clothes, which was extraordinarily gorgeous. Brian immediately inhaled the faint traces of sun essence into his dantian according to his mental method.

But what shocked him was that the moment the sun essence poured into his dantian, Brian found that his body was burning like a fire, extremely hot, almost roasting his whole body, and it became more and more uncomfortable, so he quickly stopped.

After wiping off his cold sweat, Brian said in shock, "Master, this exercise...is so strange."

"Ah." Ye Qiyu's melon-seeded face showed a smile, and her cherry lips moved slightly, "It's nothing strange, that's how it is with advanced exercises."

"Oh..." Brian pretended to be surprised.

He naturally thought that Ye Qiyu wanted to fatten himself up, so that he could get more benefits when "slaughtering".

Originally, Brian was still very resistant to this exercise.

But what he didn't expect was that with the operation of this mysterious technique, he could clearly notice that there was finally a slight change in the scroll of Neise hidden in the depths of his mind.

The most important thing is that the fist-sized Resisting Scroll actually emanated a faint golden energy, forcibly changing the trajectory of this exercise, otherwise it would be impossible for him to absorb the pure sun essence so quickly.

This made Brian realize that it was very likely that this mysterious exercise had met the conditions for activating the Nether Scroll, so as to help him deduce this weird exercise into a more suitable cultivation method for him.

Immediately afterwards, Brian noticed that the volume of the Nether Scroll was obviously a little smaller. Although it was very faint, he, who often observed this object, felt it instantly.

"So, this group of scrolls that contains some kind of mysterious energy is very likely to continue to deduce the exercises, thus completely exhausting its own energy." Brian thought to himself, and quickly made an inference through his own guess.

The so-called thousand kinds of Taoism and all kinds of spells, no matter how they are changed, will not leave their roots. Therefore, whether it is western magic or eastern cultivation methods, they will almost all lead to the same goal when they are cultivated to the extreme.

And the level of this complete scroll of color resistance is obviously very high, and even contains a lot of power in the field of law, Brian has no doubts.

This is also the fundamental reason why he could think of this completely destroyed Nai Se scroll, which could help him to deduce the skills suitable for him.

"In short, you have to persevere and don't slack off. Come, rub your wife's feet." Seeing Brian immersed in it, Ye Qiyu said with a smile.

This method was passed down from the ancient times, and its real name was "Sunshine Scripture". As time went by, it was gradually lost, and eventually became a mere remnant of a few hundred words.

Even so, Ye Qiyu deduced a sword-casting technique of the most rigid and yang path from this remnant according to the sect's double cultivation method.

This sword is not a sword in the hands of a cultivator.

Practicing this kind of swordsmanship not only allows the cultivator to absorb the essence of the sun at an extremely fast speed, but also gradually cultivates himself into an existence similar to a 'big medicine', so that it is convenient for her to take supplements and recover from injuries faster.

The only flaw is that the ultimate fate of practitioners is that they are burned to ashes by the scorching sun essence.

But how could Ye Qiyu care about other people's lives.

Thinking that her strength was about to recover, she leaned back on the chair and stretched out a slender beautiful leg, which was hidden under the skirt and covered by plain white pants.

The quality of this dress is very good, and it can be seen that it was purchased from the Loulan Kingdom thousands of miles away.

While enjoying the young man's service, she was thinking about it.

Soon the old man will refine Guiyuan Pill, and then his vitality will be restored, and then there is no need to stay in this ruined place.

After recovering, by the way, eat this great medicine for cultivating the 'Great Way of Forging Swordsmanship', and your strength will be improved to a higher level... Thinking of this, Ye Qiyu's face showed a trace of contempt that everything is under control.

And Brian seemed to be immersed in the beautiful job of rubbing the feet of the glamorous wife, but in fact he had already focused his attention on the scroll in his mind.

He found that as the size of the Nether scroll gradually decreased, there were inexplicably more working methods about the secret method taught by Ye Qiyu in his mind.

Until the size of the Nether scroll was reduced by a fifth, a complete exercise was successfully deduced.

This made Brian secretly happy. He had been obsessed for so long, and finally saw the hope of being able to stand out.

"Oh... Yun'er." Suddenly, Ye Qiyufang's heart swayed on the chair, and she said softly, "My neck is a little sore, please rub it for my wife."

She wanted to give the boy some sweetness first, let him get lost in it, and then she would not let herself decide.

Hearing this, Brian got up and came behind Ye Qiyu, and lightly placed his hands on her slender and tender neck, his hands were as smooth as silk.

And Ye Qiyu also felt that with Brian's massage, her whole body became warm, especially the man's yang energy exuded from Brian's body, which made her heart rippling slightly.

This made her realize that it must be due to the sword casting technique that this kid just practiced. She did not expect this kid to be so adaptable to this secret technique with ordinary aptitude.

Ye Qiyu has met countless men, and he especially likes this kind of innocent boy, every time he meets, he has to tease him.

Since she was injured, she has never met a young man like Qin Yun, let alone that he is especially suitable for the cultivation of Qiandao sword casting.

It can be said that the long drought meets the rain, which made her have interesting thoughts again.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps, Brian immediately calmed down, and Ye Qiyu stood up unhurriedly.

Taoist Zhimu walked into the backyard, raised his eyes and saw Ye Qiyu kicking Bryan away with one kick, with his hands on his hips, pointed at him, and shouted:

"I told you to go to the city to buy rice cakes for me, but you bought me all these deep-fried foods. Don't you know that I can't eat this hot food? Are you trying to kill me?"

"Master, I was wrong, I'm going to buy rice cakes right away." Brian was so scared that he stood up and said.

"What's going on here?" Taoist Zhimu came in and asked, "Yun'er, why are you here?"

He had always forbidden his disciples to enter his backyard, and this little disciple dared to come here, which caused him to feel a nameless anger.

For him, Ye Qiyu is his forbidden scorpion, no one can touch it, even if he wants to see it, he doesn't want to show it to outsiders.

Before Brian could speak, Ye Qiyu said like a shrew, "Look at your disciple, his work is so unreliable, I think it's better to kick him out."

Taoist Zhimu asked a few questions, and Brian answered them all.

Taoist Zhimu heard what the two of them made up, and said, "Little Shisan, you go out first."

"Okay, Master." Brian left quickly, but secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and finally had the opportunity to study this deduced powerful technique.

After he left, Taoist Zhimu patiently comforted him: "Xiao Shisan's character is still acceptable, although he has no talent for cultivation, don't take it to heart."

"Hmph." Ye Qiyu turned aside, still feeling displeased.

"My darling, if there are no accidents, I will be able to refine Guiyuan Pill tonight, and you will be able to recover from your injuries by then."

"I hope so."

Taoist Zhimu said pitifully again: "I...I want it..."

"You... are really old and shameless."

"Have pity on me..."

So, Taoist Zhimu hugged the lump again and immersed himself in the wonderful illusion. (end of this chapter)