I got pregnant after practicing Ruthless Way

Lin Jianxue looked at the pair of golden eyes in front of her, her breathing stagnated for a moment, and she was almost submerged in the strong emotions inside.

After a few seconds, he came back to himself in a trance, subconsciously replied: "I don't know..."

The other party seemed very dissatisfied with this answer, his brows frowned, the hand on his shoulder slipped down the line of his arm, plunged into the water, and clasped his wrist tightly.

Lin Jianxue was taken aback for a moment, suddenly realized something, and wanted to push her away.

Unexpectedly, this time the other party was clasped so tightly that he was not allowed to break free at all. With water splashing everywhere, Lin Jianxue was pressed even tighter against the wall of the pool, unable to move at all.

"Why are you guilty?" Gu Xingyuan looked straight at him, and put two fingers on the spiritual vein of Lin Jianxue's wrist. The pale golden aura surged from the fingertips, and gradually disappeared under the thin skin.

Lin Jianxue pursed her lips, closed her eyes unconsciously, and there was some inconspicuous fragility between her trembling eyelashes, as if someone had pinched her weakness.

After a while, Gu Xingyuan's expression changed.

"You..." He unconsciously tightened his hold on Lin Jianxue's hand, his face was frighteningly dark, "Where's the spiritual power in your body?! How could it be like this?"

He tried a few more times as if he didn't give up, and penetrated the spiritual power into Lin Jianxue's veins, but the result didn't change at all.

"Don't try." Lin Jianxue exhaled lightly, pulled her hand away, and rubbed her wrist, "The spiritual power in my body is scattered, even if it gathers spiritual power, it will disappear in a short while."

"...That's why your aura was like that during the test just now." Gu Xingyuan murmured.

He couldn't help but put his hand over the opponent's heart, and the golden spiritual light in his palm surged and rushed in like a tide. After a while, Lin Jianxue pushed his hand away and said lightly: "You can use all the spiritual power in your body It's no use giving it to me."

Gu Xingyuan froze, stood for a moment, and then whispered: "Is it because of me?

……Um?

Lin Jianxue was stunned for a while, not following the other party's train of thought: "What do you mean?"

"It's because of me." Gu Xingyuan's eyes moved up from Lin Jianxue's heart, and the two eyes met in the air.

His eyes were complicated, and his tone was heavy, as if he couldn't bear it: "The spiritual power is gone, it's all because the way of cultivation has been broken... Your ruthless way has been broken."

Lin Jianxue stared at him blankly.

Gu Xingyuan lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "It was that day, the night you left, I..."

"Dijun!" Lin Jianxue's expression finally changed.

He had an intuition that he shouldn't be allowed to continue talking, whether it was the repetition of the old things of the world, or the ruthless truth, it made his mind go blank for a while.

After cultivating Taoism for nearly a thousand years, his ascension was about to be completely destroyed overnight.

He closed his eyes, opened his mouth several times, and said: "...Since it is ruthless, why can I still ascend? I..."

Just now, in order to barely survive the test, he tried his best to overdraw the remaining spiritual power in his body. He had been holding on with one breath, but now that he was under such an impact, Lin Jianxue felt that his vision was blurred, as if all the overdrawn energy had been reflected back at this moment. .

"...Master!"

He heard the two familiar words in a trance, and his thoughts drifted away. The darkness around him surged up and swallowed him. Finally, Lin Jianxue couldn't hold on anymore and passed out.

When he woke up, he didn't know how long it had passed.

Opening his eyes, there was a snow-white gauze tent above his head, probably because he was afraid of disturbing him, and the light in the room was not very bright.

Lin Jianxue let out a breath slowly, and rubbed her forehead wearily, only to realize that the clothes on her body had been changed.It's the same style he's used to wearing, but the texture is better than before, and I don't know what kind of material it is made of.

This kind of subtle and intimate feeling has never been felt since the ascension.

Lin Jianxue wanted to know who made these, he stared at the sleeves for a while, then turned his gaze to one side.

Through the half-shading bed curtain, one can vaguely discern that this is not his residence in Yunling Palace.

He stretched out his hand to lift the bed curtains. The room was very large, and all the furnishings in the room were exquisite and elegant. There were all kinds of objects that he had never seen before. The air is coming.

With a soft click, the door was pushed open.

As soon as Lin Jianxue dropped her fingertips, the raised bed curtain was put down again, just as he was about to close his eyes calmly, he heard a familiar voice from a few steps away: "Master, you're awake. "

It seems that it has been a long time since anyone called him Shizun.

Lin Jianxue pursed her lips, and just as she was hesitating, the snow-white bed curtain was pulled away.

"How does Master feel, do you want some water?"

Lin Jianxue turned her head to look, and a pair of familiar golden eyes came into view, the sharp curves of her brows and eyes were weakened a lot because of the tenderness in her eyes, as if she had a bit of the well-behaved appearance of her former apprentice.

It's just that there are nine petals of gold on the forehead, and there is a faint aura of Ling Ran sentient beings, as if reminding him all the time of the identity of the person in front of him.

Lin Jianxue stared at him for a second, then turned her eyes away: "The emperor must have misunderstood the person, there is only Xiaoxian who is ascending here."

The person beside the couch paused for a moment, his eyes dimmed for a while, and he asked after a while, "Does Immortal Li Han want to drink water?"

Lin Jianxue endured it, but she still couldn't hold it back, and sighed: "Why should the emperor be like this, since he has ascended to immortality, the affairs of the mortal world are like the clouds and smoke of the past, why should he be fettered by the mortal world."

"What about your cultivation?"

Lin Jianxue was startled, the other's hand covered his, and the cool fingertips slowly rubbed against the back of the hand, revealing endless tenderness.

"The loss of your cultivation was caused by me, do you want to let it disappear like a passing cloud?"

Lin Jianxue vaguely recalled the memory before she fell into a coma, and her eyelashes trembled. Under the light shadow, her complexion seemed a little pale.

The person beside him grabbed his hand reassuringly, feeling that it wasn't enough, changed to clasped fingers again, and pressed them deeply into his fingers.

"Don't worry," Gu Xingyuan raised his hand, lowered his head and kissed it softly, "I will find a way to help you re-cultivate Taoism."

Lin Jianxue's eyes moved slightly, and her expression recovered a little.He caught a glimpse of the way Gu Xingyuan clasped his hand, he seemed a little uncomfortable, and pulled his hand out unnaturally.

"Then thank you, Dijun." Lin Jianxue said lightly.

Gu Xingyuan looked at him, seemed to want to say something, and swallowed it again.In the end, he only said: "During the previous test, Shui Jing's test mirror was broken."

Lin Jianxue was silent for a while, and asked: "Where was that mirror made? Please wait, I'll pay him another piece in two days."

Gu Xingyuan raised his eyebrows slightly: "I didn't mean that... I mean, the shattering of the mirror means that the purity of your spiritual power has exceeded its limit, and the Taoism or talent you have cultivated is extremely high."

"……so what?"

"So even if you start cultivating again, it will be much easier. You don't have to worry too much. Besides, this is the second time I've seen such pure spiritual power in such a long time."

Lin Jianxue asked subconsciously: "...So it was broken once, when?"

Gu Xingyuan looked at him and said nothing.

The air was silent for two seconds, Lin Jianxue suddenly understood something.

The corner of Gu Xingyuan's mouth curled up, and his fingers brushed over Lin Jianxue's black hair, smoothed out the long messy hair, and carefully took them out from under the pressed clothes:

"From this point of view, Immortal Li Han and I really have a very close relationship."