The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 701: Don’t Be Black (105)

Su Qinghuan was overjoyed when he saw the flowing cold jade luster.

"Hanzhou! Look here!"

Originally, according to Su Qinghuan's idea, if she and Yan Hanzhou could find a thousand-year-old cold jade in the mine here, it would be considered lucky for her and Yan Hanzhou.

Unexpectedly, there is such a place of treasure in this mortal world, which is rare for cultivators!

This is the ten thousand year cold jade!

If one can cultivate on this cold jade bed, the cultivator's cultivation speed will not only be ten times faster? !

Ordinary people really dare not even dream of such a good thing!
……

Yan Hanzhou had only heard of this kind of cold jade bed that is beneficial to practitioners in ancient books. Seeing the real thing at this time, he was more puzzled than pleasantly surprised.

"Master, apart from the cold air, this thing looks ordinary. Although the disciples have found out that there is spiritual power attached to it, it is not as powerful as the exotic flowers and plants in the cultivation world."

"This is the special feature of the ten-thousand-year cold jade bed. Many monks mistakenly think that the aura attached to this mineral is not enough, so they ignore its function. The texture cannot be mined.

"But in fact, for monks, cold jade is just not suitable for forging weapons. It is perfect for training. You have already seen the Fang Lingquan in the teacher's cave, and this Wannianhan The role played by the jade bed is even worse than it."

Su Qinghuan smiled lightly, and popularized these special knowledge for Yan Hanzhou in a gentle voice.

Surprise flashed in Yan Hanzhou's eyes. He looked at Su Qinghuan with burning eyes, and wanted to pull Su Qinghuan to meditate and practice together on the ten-thousand-year cold jade bed.

"Master, since this thing is so precious, let's start now?!"

Unexpectedly, Su Qinghuan shook her head directly at Yan Hanzhou.

"It's not that the teacher doesn't want to practice here, it's just that the teacher is a female cultivator who was born in the cloudy year, the moon and the sun, and her physique is too cold. If she meditates on this ten-thousand-year-old jade bed, it will only intensify. The teacher's internal breath is disordered."

Before Su Qinghuan was in the Yuanmi Territory that day, although he ate the half of the Illusory Spiritual Fruit, it was much better, but there were still scars on the internal organs of the Yuanying.

If she was in her heyday, her limbs and bones would be fine, and she could still meditate for a few months on the ten-thousand-year cold jade bed, but now, there is no need to add injury to injury.

……

Yan Hanzhou was taken aback when he heard the words. He glanced at Su Qinghuan who was in front of him with a flat expression. He thought that Master's injury had already healed, but he didn't expect that there was such a hidden danger.

The more the Baiyi Xianzun said lightly, the more distressed the young man felt in his heart.

He always knew that Su Qinghuan was actually a very proud person in his bones, and would never show weakness to others, otherwise he wouldn't have denied that he had suffered from a hidden disease for a long time under his repeated questioning.

If it wasn't for the master fainting in his arms that time in the cliff cave in the Tianyuan secret realm, I'm afraid I would have thought that the master was fine.

……

"What are you looking at me like that for?"

"Master, from now on no matter what, this disciple will stand up to protect you. Now that this disciple is also a Nascent Soul, I will never let Master stand in front of me."

The young man looked at Su Qinghuan swearingly and spoke, his eyes were burning, as if a ball of fire wanted to burn people directly.

When Su Qinghuan saw Yan Hanzhou's undisguised, intensely distressed eyes, her heart skipped a beat. She coughed lightly to hide her palpitations.

"There is no need for the verbal promise, and you don't need to worry too much about being a master. The master dare not say that he can beat a powerful monk of the same level, but he still has the power to escape."

As for the big bosses like Jun Jiuyou in the stage of transforming gods, there are not many in the entire Canglan Continent, not to mention that except for Jun Jiuyou, the other ancestors of transforming gods basically stayed in a certain place. It's a mountain, and it's closed by itself, and once it's closed, it can last for a thousand years.

Because even the masters of transformation, if they can't cross the threshold of crossing the catastrophe and ascending, they will live longer. On the contrary, they are more afraid of creating karma than ordinary people.

After all, ordinary people who can cultivate to become a god are mostly old monsters who are thousands of years old. Few of them are peerless geniuses who can advance to become a god at a few hundred years old like Jun Jiuyou.

As for those Ancestors of Transformation God who are in seclusion, there is no time to care about mundane matters. Nothing is more important than strengthening their strength and surviving the thunder tribulation.

……

"What the master said is...but the disciples still have to work hard at all times and never slack off. The disciples must stand at the highest point in the Canglan Continent. At that time, no one will dare to bully the master and Disciple."

The boy clenched his hands into fists gratefully and solemnly as if he had made up his mind.

"What's more, there is still this ten-thousand-year cold jade bed here. If the master hadn't found it, the disciple would never have found such a good place for cultivation. Everything that the disciple has today is a gift from the master."

"..."

Seeing Yan Hanzhou's adoring eyes, Su Qinghuan felt a little guilty.

In fact, she didn't help Yan Hanzhou much. Although she blocked the sword and found the magic weapon, according to the original plot line of the world, Yan Hanzhou was originally a character with superb luck and a counterattack.

Even without her, Yan Hanzhou would still be able to reach the highest point step by step.

Therefore, for Yan Hanzhou's gratitude, Su Qinghuan felt somewhat ashamed, her phoenix eyes flashed slightly, and her voice subconsciously softened.

"You don't have to attribute your achievements today to me. The way of heaven is far away, and each monk's luck is different. Even if you find the ten-thousand-year cold jade under the ice and snow wasteland for your master today, it is useless."

"Even though there is no hidden danger of old injuries in the viscera of the teacher, this ten thousand year cold jade is still too cold to overlap with my attributes. I can practice here for a few months at most. Unlike Han Zhou, you are born with a fierce fire." The Yang body complements it, so this is your chance."

"..."

Yan Hanzhou didn't expect Su Qinghuan to explain himself in such a soft-spoken manner. There are infinitely many complex emotions surging in the young man's heart.

But no matter how reasonable what Su Qinghuan said, Yan Hanzhou also understood that for many monks, if they found a precious opportunity that they could not use for themselves, it would be good if they could resist destroying it personally, so how could there be any reason to give it to others?
……

Yan Hanzhou's lips moved.

For a moment, I wanted to ask, what if Liu Haoran and Zhong Linger were the ones who appeared here with Su Qinghuan today instead of him?
But Yan Hanzhou didn't dare to think about that answer.

He is always greedy.

Not only do I hope to be treated kindly by Master, but I also hope that I am the most special and the only one.

(End of this chapter)