i have a sword fairy

They said one after another.

Some of the girls from Xianyue looked displeased, and the snow silkworm standing in front of them lowered their eyes and smiled softly:

"Oh, I didn't expect Mr. Zhao to be so thoughtful."

Zhao Rong dealt with it calmly.

Ignore her and provoke the baby left and right.

Xuecan thought to herself that she would tell her mother the truth when she went back. However, she didn't expect much about it. Her mother would definitely not care about this matter, and she might welcome her...Damn it, this greedy and lustful Zhao , take advantage of the empress!

You... have collected things, you better do something for us!otherwise……

The plump woman couldn't help but stare at the back of the young Confucian scholar.

Zhao Rong didn't care about these, and told everyone to let go and take whatever they wanted.

He took Qian'er and Su Qingdai inside and picked up the panacea.

"Hey, what is this, such a big root..."

Zhao Rong curiously picked up a black, long and thick root on the jade platform next to him, looked at it curiously, and threw it into his sleeve casually.

Xue Cang said unhappily: "Mr. Zhao, this is the bullwhip specially provided by Nanxing County to the late emperor's Wu Niu... Is this also useful for Mr. Zhao to hold the Zen Conferring Ceremony?"

Dirty cow?This bull is very dirty at first glance... Then the bullwhip of this dirty cow, ahem, good guy.

Zhao Rong remained calm and continued to move forward, ignoring the plump woman with thorny words, and of course he did not put the things back.

You teach me how to do things?

Xue Cang waited for Xianyue to leave her daughter: "..."

Zhao Qian'er and Su Qingdai, who were closely following Zhao Rong, couldn't help blushing.

Especially the latter, originally from Nanxing County, seems to know what this 'dirty cow' is, and this... this bullwhip is very powerful.

The stunning woman with long hair in a black dress, delicate cheeks with light makeup, blushing a lot...

Zhao Rong couldn't help but look sideways.

At this time, the second daughter also probably knew that Zhao Rong might not know the treasure, so she stepped forward to help.

Zhao Rong wanted them to pick out what they needed, but the second daughter shook her head and refused. He was helpless, but Gui Hui was still sleeping.

Xiaoqian'er and Su Qingdai selected treasures for Zhao Rong in soft voices.

They are also considerate and considerate, and each of them knows what the sweetheart and the right man need.

Therefore, they specially selected those spiritual objects that were beneficial to Zhao Rong's cultivation.

There is even a bit of mutual competition in it.

You chose a good one for him, and I chose a better one for him. The two girls are fighting openly and secretly...

In the back, Xue Cang waited for Li Nu, their eyelids couldn't help but twitch wildly, and their flesh ached...

Not long after, everyone waited happily to leave the treasury and returned with a full load.

After a busy day, they finally returned to the mansion...

In the middle of the night, inside the house.

Zhao Rong at the table gently took out the martial artist's experience diary, as well as the panacea carefully selected from the treasury of Dali, and placed them on the table.

The young Confucian scholar's eyes were fixed.

Soaring upwards, just tonight!

Chapter 467 Cultivation Techniques from Outside the Boundary

"Hey, Su Qingdai, my girl sleeps on a big bed, you go down to make a bed on the floor, do you understand?"

In the courtyard where Zhao Rong and the others stayed, in the west wing, a pretty girl with random double ponytails commanded arrogantly.

She pursed her lips slightly, and squinted at the woman in black skirt who was quietly reading a book at the table in the room.

"I won't sleep, I won't fight with you, I will rest quietly tonight." Su Qingdai shook her head, and turned another page of the book.

"Hmph, this is the best."

Xiaoqian'er nodded.

She was wearing a close-fitting thin nightgown, and her skin and hair exuded the fragrance after bathing. If she had slept in the same room with Zhao Rong in the past, Zhao Rong would have definitely "scented" her for a while, but tonight...

The little girl glanced at the quiet Su Qingdai, snorted softly, rolled over and got into the bed.

The room fell silent, only the sound of a woman flipping a book.

A dim lamp on Su Qingdai's desk lit up half of the room, while the other half was dark. Zhao Qian'er was covering her quilt and buried her head in sleep.

At a certain moment, the former raised his eyes slightly, and looked in the direction of the dark bed where the latter was...

There was no movement.

Su Qingdai looked sideways, and glanced at the main room where a young Confucian scholar lived outside the window, where the lights were bright...

She stood up lightly.

Poured a cup of tea.

Return to the table and continue flipping through the book.

……

The courtyard is inside the house.

Zhao Rong glanced at the books and elixir placed on the table, and exhaled slightly.

Tonight, on the grounds that his cultivation had reached a critical period, he sent Xiao Qian'er to the West Chamber to sleep with Su Qingdai.

In Heart Lake, the existence of Gui has always been Zhao Rong's secret, so it is inconvenient for the little girl to be present.

As for Uncle Bai in the East Chamber, he wasn't here tonight. He greeted Zhao Rong and Xiao Qian'er soon after, and then left, saying that he was coming back tomorrow morning, and he didn't know why he was going.

Zhao Rong shook his head and didn't think much about it.

Well, maybe Uncle Xiaobai went to a place where sweating is very easy to solve the need to win the sweating, you have to understand.

After all, they are grown up and don't have a daughter-in-law yet. If they don't understand anything about picking up girls, they don't know how to put down their airs and ask him.

"This Xiaobai is too humble..."

At the table, the young Confucian scholar stroked the book and sighed.

He felt that he had to persuade Uncle Bai to go to that place less...

Afterwards, Zhao Rong shook his head, dispelled distracting thoughts, and began to quietly turn over the 'Martial Arts Diary' on the table...

……

midnight.

The more the young Confucian scholar read this diary, the more he sighed.

"Senior martial artist, the way to climb the mountain is to look up to the mountain."

Unconsciously, his impression of that rich man-like old man changed a lot.

This "serious diary" records a high-quality martial artist from the foot of the mountain to the halfway up the mountain, and experienced a lot of experience and understanding on the practice levels, giving Zhao Rong a feeling that he was watching "The Bearing of the Mountain".

This is a real warrior.

At least Zhao Rong felt that it was even harder than him.

But even though he sighed, he also held back and didn't go too far to read the content behind.

Right now, Zhao Rong just carefully read the description of the bottleneck of Fuyao Realm dozens of times.

After half an hour.

Zhao Rong suddenly put down the book, felt something in his heart, and began to walk and punch in the room, secretly guiding the red fire dragon among the meridians in his body to flow along a mysterious and mysterious vein route, and began to accumulate energy and pulse...

If you want to go to Fuyao, you must be able to run the Great Circumference, but now there is only one meridian that hinders the scarlet fire dragon in Zhao Rong's body from running the Great Circumference.

Therefore, he is only one step away from Fuyao Realm.

Zhao Rong knew that his talent was not good, so he could only rely on hard work and use all possible methods to push his pulse.

Another quarter of an hour passed.

Zhao Rong, who was punching, was sweating profusely, exhausted, and entered the prepared medicinal bath to warm up.

In this tub, there are more than a dozen expensive potions, most of which were obtained from the treasury in the afternoon.

At this moment, Zhao Rong was resting his head on the edge of the bucket, his face was covered with a hot white towel, which was stained with some blood.

He didn't move, he seemed to be asleep, and then he seemed to be wandering.

Can't see the expression clearly.

At a certain moment, in the bathtub.

The man's whole body turned red, and the bath water also boiled, as if someone had suddenly thrown a red hot iron.

The fog is in the air.

It's the bath water that evaporates...

When I was young, when there were only six layers of water left in the tub, the boiling water finally calmed down slowly.

Inside the barrel, Confucian scholar suddenly raised his hand, pressed it on his face, and slowly wiped off the towel.

Zhao Rong was panting slightly, but his eyes were bright.

It's so bright!

He looked down at his hands and let out a long breath.

"Finally... Fuyao... Damn it."

Zhao Rong closed his eyes again, and began to guide the red fire dragon to run smoothly in the body.

From ascending to the sky to Fuyao, the aura in the body has not changed much, but it is extremely important to change from the small Zhoutian to the big Zhoutian!It paves the way for the subsequent rebirth of entering the Haoran Realm.

Therefore, the two realms of ascending to the sky and soaring to the sky are the foundation of the foundation, and it is all the kung fu of water grinding.

Of course, geniuses like Qingjun and Qian'er are exceptions.

Su Qingdai should also be the same. Although she is not as evil as Qingjun, it should be very easy for her to ascend to the sky. Never showed it, but carefully helped out with advice.

At this moment, the young Confucian scholar soaked in the bathtub full of medicine dregs, savoring it carefully for a while. After a while, he stood up from the water and put on his clothes.

He brushed his black hair as he walked towards the table.

"Guild, wake up, sir, I'm in Fuyao..."

Having just broken through, for the young Confucian scholar who can finally break the lust and abstinence, it is no less than a title on the gold list.

According to the pre-determined method, he gently called the sleeping sword spirit in the heart lake a few times.

Soon, the sword spirit Youyou, who did not know how old the years were, woke up.

"Hey, Zhao Rong, what's the matter... Hey, you've finally turned upside down?"

Gui was slightly confused, with a feeling of daze after a long sleep.

"What is finally, isn't this simple?"

Hearing someone say such big words, Guike didn't feel sleepy anymore, and suddenly woke up a little bit.

"Oh, it's just you? You're still ashamed to say that."

Zhao Rong frowned suddenly, "Hiss, wait a minute, why is your voice so nasty all of a sudden? Why does it sound a bit silly, come on, let's forget about hermaphrodites, but don't be arrogant, this disgusting job."

In short, male copper claws...

Return: "..."

I don't know if it was because Zhao Rong hadn't heard Gui speak for a long time, but when he heard it suddenly, he found that his voice was a little different after waking up.

It's less muffled, more crisp, and also has the laziness and casualness of just waking up.

Especially Gui Gang's 'yin and yang strange energy', Zhao Rong could hear some annoyance for no reason.

Damn, disgusting.