Peach Fortune Ring

Watching everyone leave, Song Yan showed a smile with a certain chance of winning, and muttered to himself: "Military, I have to thank you for doing me such a big favor this time!"

[Author's Digression]: Third watch

Chapter 787 What can I use to resist?

Guiyuan, Gu Xie Huayu's new home.

After dealing with the affairs of the sect, Song Yan moved here. He originally planned to get engaged to Gu Xie Huayu after he ascended the throne and became the head of the Qingwei sect.

But now Qingweimen is undergoing a period of great change, and the marriage has to be postponed.

Although Gu Xie Huayu was considerate and would not have any objection to this, but Song Yan felt it was necessary to comfort her.

Knock on the door and enter.

"Brother Liang, are you here?"

Gu Xie Huayu looked very happy.

"Hua Yu, I've wronged you." Song Yan grabbed Gu Xie Hua Yu's little hand and said softly.

"Brother Liang, I'm not wronged, as long as you remember me in your heart!" Gu Xie Hua Yu said softly, looking at Song Yan with indescribable affection.

"It's the greatest luck in my life that you met a girl like you."

Bowing his head, Song Yan kissed those moist cherry lips.

Although it is not the first time to kiss, Gu Xie Huayu's reaction is still very "sensitive".

After getting tired of it, Song Yan said some love words with Gu Xie Huayu before leaving.

Back in her own courtyard, Ning Ling warmly greeted her, and asked about her health. She was worried that Brother Huang would not need her to serve him after he became the master, but soon, she knew that her worry was unnecessary.

"Linger, is there anything else?"

Song Yan took a sip of the tea from Ning Ling, looked at Ning Ling who stopped in front of him and hesitated to speak, and asked in doubt.

After hesitating for a while, Ning Ling gritted her teeth and said, "Brother Huang, Ling'er has an unfeeling feeling."

"Let's talk, Linger, there's nothing else we can't talk about." Song Yan said with a smile.

Hearing this, Ning Ling couldn't help feeling sweet: "Brother Huang, do you know when my brother will come back?"

Song Yan smiled and said: "Ling'er, don't worry, I have ordered someone to send a letter to your eldest brother, asking him to finish his secret mission and return to Qingweimen!"

"what!"

Hearing this news, Ning Ling couldn't help being overjoyed: "Brother Huang, you are so kind!"

Looking at Ning Ling who was jumping away happily, Song Yan felt a little guilty. He had predicted that Ning Ling would ask about Ning Mo's news, so he also thought about what to say first, so he only dealt with it just now. generally fluent.

I just don't know how sad Ning Ling will be after the news of Ning Mo's death comes back.

Yes, he would arrange for Ningmer to die an honorable death.

"Hey!"

Thinking of this, Song Yan couldn't help sighing slightly.

After drinking a cup of tea, Song Yan came to the practice room.

Crossing his legs on the jade ball, his mind entered the sea of ​​consciousness.

In the Sea of ​​Consciousness, three groups of martial souls were floating, exuding a strong vitality. As he nourished them with spiritual power, the three martial souls became stronger and stronger.

Even the imperial rank martial soul that had been silent for many days had some movement just now.

With a thought, Song Yan communicated with the imperial martial soul.

Immediately, the sea of ​​consciousness blazed with brilliance, illuminating the entire sea of ​​consciousness, and then, the imperial rank martial soul like a ball of jelly began to change.

After a while, the brilliance dissipated, and the imperial martial spirit in his sea of ​​consciousness turned into a complete person.

And this person looks exactly like him.

"Whoosh!"

The figure flashed, and the imperial martial spirit appeared in the training room.

At this time, Song Yan felt extremely strange, because he felt that he had changed from one person to two.

With a thought, the imperial martial spirit suddenly said, "How are you, buddy!"

Hearing the greeting from the Imperial Martial Soul, Song Yan felt more and more weird, and even found it quite interesting, so he smiled and asked, "How are you too!"

"Hahaha!"

Immediately, both Song Yan and Huang Rank Wuhun laughed loudly.

After a while, the two stopped laughing, and Song Yan checked the situation of the imperial martial spirit.

The imperial-rank martial soul has transformed into his appearance, but it has no cultivation base. However, the imperial-rank martial soul has all the meridians and openings, and the body is full of surges of power.

This kind of physique, whether it is cultivating immortals or practicing martial arts, is a super physique that is rare in ten thousand years.

"Try it!"

With a thought, the imperial martial spirit sat cross-legged opposite him and began to practice.

The vitality of the world in the practice room is extremely strong.

With the urging of the "Undead Phoenix Art", the vitality of the surrounding world quickly gathered towards the imperial martial soul.

"boom!"

A ray of true energy appeared in the dantian of the imperial-rank martial soul, and it grew rapidly. After a week, the cultivation of the imperial-rank martial soul had already reached the first level of refining qi.

"Nimma, it's too fast! A genius in this world is a scum in front of an imperial martial spirit!"

"continue!"

Half an hour later, the aura of the imperial martial soul changed again, and it had already reached the second level of refining qi.

Qi refining triple.

Four levels of Qi refining!

Five levels of Qi refining!