Rebirth of the Urban Madman

On Longchi Mountain, Qin Xuan and Jun Wushuang sat opposite each other, sipping tea.

The tea had a subtle fragrance, which even the best aristocratic bosses in Kyoto might not be able to taste, because this tea came from Shennong.

"The taste is still a little worse!" Qin Xuan was slightly dissatisfied after drinking a cup.

Qin Yan'er's face changed slightly, "Qingdi, I'll make another pot."

The tea was not good, naturally it was her maid who did not make it well.

"Use spiritual liquid!" Qin Xuan smiled faintly and pointed.

Qin Yan'er suddenly realized and hurried away with the teapot.

Jun Wushuang frowned, and the little finger of her right hand holding the teacup was trembling slightly. She seemed to be restraining something. Being in the Longchi spiritual vein, the spiritual energy turned into mist. Ordinary people would feel cool in their lungs and refreshed after breathing once. But for Jun Wushuang, it was like inhaling thick smoke.

The Soul Devouring Bloodline devours spiritual energy all the time. If Jun Wushuang stays in a place with rich spiritual energy for a long time, the critical point of the spiritual energy explosion in his body will be advanced.

This is a matter of life and death.

However, Jun Wushuang is still forcing herself to endure it. What she thinks in her heart is the great opportunity that Qin Xuan said.

She doesn't think Qin Xuan is lying to him. Jun Wushuang knows very well that she has not yet qualified.

Qin Xuan looked at Jun Wushuang like this and smiled lightly, "Although it is painful, this place is still a little good for you."

Jun Wushuang was stunned and puzzled.

"Before the next Soul Devouring Bloodline explodes, if I can help you heal, these spiritual energies will be the foundation of your path!" Qin Xuan didn't say too much. It will take a few years for Jun Wushuang's spiritual energy to explode.

The Golden Core Realm?

Qin Xuan smiled faintly. He didn't plan to delay too long. It was just a Golden Core. If it weren't for the environment, he would have already forged it.

Looking at Mo Qinglian and Qin Yan'er, they are both in the Jindan realm. It is really unreasonable for him, the Green Emperor, to still be in the Qi Refining realm.

Jun Wushuang was shocked, "Please give me some advice, Green Emperor!"

At this time, Qin Yan'er had brewed another pot of spiritual tea. The tea was white and green, lacking some tea fragrance, but it was unforgettable.

"Stay in this mountain for ten days. It will be painful and tormenting!" Qin Xuan put down the teacup, "But it will be good for you in the future. You need to know that the road of cultivation is long and boring, far better than staying at home before. The torment is a million times worse than these ten days."

Qin Xuan stood up leisurely, "You decide for yourself."

Qin Xuan walked with his hands behind his back, ignoring Jun Wushuang. However, in the next few days, there was one more person in the formation, with a pale face, enduring the pain but never leaving the formation.

During these few days, Qin Xuan was not always practicing.

Condensing the golden elixir is not a one-time achievement. The most important thing is that the Dragon Pond Spiritual Vein is not enough for him to practice now.

During this period of time, Qin Xuan occasionally looked at the spiritual medicine in the medicine garden and took spiritual liquid to irrigate and nourish it. Occasionally, he took out the Divine Wood Xuan Ding and refined the Yinglong Nigu. Unfortunately, after several days of refining, Yinglong Nigu had not even been refined out of a layer, and even the Divine Wood Xuan Ding was burned red by the green fire.

Occasionally, Qin Xuan would talk with Qin Ling and explain the profoundness of the scriptures, which were mixed with some interesting things in the world of cultivation.

Occasionally, Qin Xuan would use his finger as a sword to discuss with Mo Qinglian and solve her doubts.

Occasionally, Qin Xuan would stand in the Qianzi Villa, watch TV, occasionally surf the Internet, and sometimes even play a game.

The road is long, and I can steal a few days of leisure.

Apart from Qin Xuan, I am afraid that only Qin Ling is so leisurely.

As for the path of cultivation, Qin Ling is not like Qin Yan'er and Mo Qinglian. She is more spontaneous. When she wants to cultivate, she cultivates for a while. When she doesn't want to cultivate, she plays with the mother and son of the bear king, and occasionally even takes Qin Yan'er to go shopping.

Qin Xuan never urges her, and occasionally sees Qin Ling having fun, and seems to smile knowingly.

...

Outside the Qianzi Villa, Qin Ling pouted.

At first, she was really excited, looking at the wonders in the formation on the top of Longchi Mountain. Unfortunately, after playing for a few days, she felt a little bored.

After all, she is still a child, and she likes new things and hates old things.

But just now, Qin Ling wanted to take Mo Qinglian and Qin Yan'er to go shopping, but unfortunately, they refused.

So, Qin Ling was very unhappy, and she was a little depressed on the swing in front of the villa.

Suddenly, Qin Ling's eyes paused, and her eyes fell on the figure walking not far away.

This was a woman, about thirty years old, holding a Tibetan mastiff that was about one meter tall.

She seemed to be walking the dog. The Tibetan mastiff was very fierce, and its eyes seemed to be looking for someone to bite. After seeing Qin Ling, it stared at her for a few seconds and then didn't care.

Qin Ling's eyes lit up slightly. She had never seen a Tibetan mastiff before, and this one was very majestic.

The woman also lookedWhen she arrived at Qin Ling, she was slightly startled.

"Little sister, are you alone at home?" The woman asked with a smile, her eyes falling on the Qianzi Villa.

The owner of the Qianzi Villa seemed very mysterious in the villas of the entire Longchi Mountain. The entire Longchi Villa area was so small, most of the people here were dignitaries, and almost everyone knew each other. Only the owner of the Qianzi Villa seemed to be unknown to anyone in the entire Longchi Villa area.

Some people knew that the owner here was a beautiful woman.

The woman was a little disappointed and sneered secretly. If Mo Qinglian was here, she would definitely know who this woman was.

When Qin Xuan returned, it was this woman who cursed a vixen, but was scared back by Qin Xuan's eyes.

"Of course not!" Qin Ling was simple-minded and did not doubt him, "Brother Qin Xuan, Sister Qinglian, Sister Yan'er, and Sister Wushuang are all here."

This time, it was the woman's turn to be surprised.

All here?

She looked at the villa and couldn't help but be slightly puzzled.

In the past few days, she came almost every day, and she brought the pure-blooded Tibetan mastiff that her husband spent millions to buy. Unfortunately, she rarely saw anyone entering and leaving the villa.

The woman's mind was also simple, not complicated. She was jealous of Mo Qinglian before, and was frightened by Qin Xuan's glance, so she naturally had some resentment towards the owner of the Qianzi Villa.

As for bringing the Tibetan mastiff, it was just to show off. After all, this Tibetan mastiff would scare even three or five strong men. The woman did have some vicious thoughts, such as accidentally letting the Tibetan mastiff tear the face of the vixen... But the woman knew very well that this was impossible. She was not stupid enough to cause personal injury, although her family was either rich or noble.

"Auntie, is this your dog?" Qin Ling quickly noticed the Tibetan mastiff and asked curiously.

Auntie?

The woman's face darkened slightly, and her smile froze.

"Yes!" She uttered the word through gritted teeth. She now felt that the innocent-looking girl in front of her didn't seem to be a good person.