Silly White Sweet Villain Transformation Plan[Transmigration Book]

The morning star was twilight, and Fu Siqian was standing on the edge of the cliff holding Sanqiu with his hands behind his back. Clouds and mist swallowed the skylight and condensed into traces on his side.

The sword light flashed across, and a clear line appeared half a foot away from the edge of the cliff, half a foot wide, just enough to seat a person, and a little further to the edge would fall into the abyss.

"Go outside the line and meditate." Fu Siqian glanced at Feng Tinghan.

As soon as Feng Tinghan walked out of the line, he was blown in the face by the strong wind from the bottom of the cliff. He took a step back and stabilized his figure: "Master..."

"Sit attentively, pay attention to feel the breath around your body, and try to draw the breath into your body."

Fu Siqian didn't find the memory about refining Qi into the body, but it didn't matter. In "Supreme God Lord", Feng Tinghan found out the method of cultivation by himself. Anyway, with the powerful aura of the protagonist, everything is not a problem.

Feng Tinghan turned his back to Fu Siqian, posed according to his request, rolled his eyes, and shouted loudly:

"Master, do you want to close your eyes?"

"Master, do you have any formulas?"

"Master, why don't you speak?"

Fu Siqian: "..."

Is there any mechanism for this mouth, why can't it be closed once it is opened?

Fu Siqian resisted the urge to kick him off the cliff, and said coldly: "Shut up, concentrate on comprehending, and if you talk nonsense, you will be hung on the chain."

Feng Tinghan subconsciously glanced at the iron chain next to him, a picture of himself being hung up appeared in his mind, and he immediately stopped talking.

Fu Siqian was leaning against the tree. What happened to Jiang Qingru last time reminded him that Feng Tinghan will start fighting monsters and upgrading according to the development of the plot, and he must start practicing as soon as possible.Synthesizing the classic routines of comprehension novels, he specially formulated a unique training plan, the core essence of which is to put one to death and then to be reborn.

Start by meditating on the edge of the cliff first, which is the least dangerous plan. After about two hours, Fu Siqian slowly opened his mouth: "Have you learned something?"

Countless people want to worship Zhaoyuan Xianzun as their teacher, but if they know that the omnipotent Xianzun can't even teach his own apprentices, it must be very interesting to think about it. Feng Tinghan suppressed his smile and said guiltily: "Apprentice!" I'm stupid."

There are thousands of ways, one doesn't work and there is another, Fu Siqian calmly said: "No problem, just turn around."

Sitting on the edge of the cliff for too long, his legs were numb, Feng Tinghan stretched his legs and asked, "Master, what are you going to do next?"

Fu Sigan thought for a while: "Stand outside the line and avoid my attack."

Feng Tinghan: "???"

Sanqiu's lethality was enormous, and the sound of piercing through the air was terrifying, Feng Tinghan hurriedly dodged it, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the second sword slashed towards the place where he had landed, one sword after another.

"Master, let's change the method!"

"Concentrate on understanding."

Feng Tinghan: Understand your eighteen generations of ancestors!

One of the two kept waving and the other kept jumping. They didn't show it on the surface, but they had their own thoughts in their hearts.

Fu Siqian: Obviously Feng Tinghan is practicing, why am I so tired?

Feng Tinghan: What kind of cultivation is this? It's clearly to kill Lao Tzu!

Feeling sore from waving, Fu Siqian stopped and raised his chin: "Is there any gain?"

Feng Tinghan was out of breath: "No."

Shouldn't the protagonist be talented, intelligent, and domineering? Why is Feng Tinghan so weak?

Full of doubts, Fu Siqian took Feng Tinghan to the back mountain.

The mountain behind Suiyu Palace is full of trees, and there is a lake deep in the forest. The water of the lake is not deep, and it can reach up to the waist when standing upright. The water of the lake is always icy and cool.The breeze blew gently, causing ripples on the surface of the lake. In the afternoon, the sun was strong, and the lake was cold. The closer to the lake, the cooler it was.

Feng Tinghan squatted down by the lake and played with the lake water: "Master, what are you doing here?"

Fu Siqian smiled softly: "Guess."

"..." Feng Tinghan glanced at the lake next to him, stood up silently, wiped his hands on the hem of his clothes, and laughed dryly, "Master, it's too cold here, staying for a long time will hurt your old body." Not good, let's leave now."

As soon as the words fell, Feng Tinghan ran away.

Fu Siqian was amused by him, but he didn't stop him. He held Sanqiu backhand and threw it to the side. The sharp edge of the sword pierced straight into the nearby tree.

Feng Tinghan looked at the black long sword in front of him, stretched out his hand and touched his nose, fortunately, it was still intact, and Sanqiu was about to cut off his nose.

The leaves fell one after another, Fu Sigan walked over slowly, just raised his hand, Feng Tinghan immediately took a step back, his eyes were full of smiles, he simply hooked his hands at Feng Tinghan, jokingly said: "Are you afraid? come over."

Who is afraid!

Feng Tinghan's head felt hot, and he took a big step forward, this time the distance was too close, it could almost be called intimacy, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and a little redness appeared on the side of his ears, but he didn't retreat at all.

Unexpectedly childish.

Fu Siqian raised his eyebrows, he found Feng Tinghan's calm look really interesting, and couldn't help but want to tease him: "Stop running?"

Feng Tinghan raised his chin and said proudly: "Who ran away? I didn't."

Fu Siqian took off the leaves from his head, and patted his head casually: "Since we're not running away, let's start practicing."

Feng Tinghan: "???"

With a sound of "嗖", Sanqiu flew out from the tree trunk, and returned to Fu Siqian's hand in an instant.

Feng Tinghan kicked at the root of the tree, and greeted Fu Siqian's ancestor fiercely, this fellow dared to slap him on the head, damn it, really damn it!

"Why are you standing still, wait for me to invite you with a sword?" Fu Siqian pointed to the lake next to him, "Go down."

Feng Tinghan backed away slowly: "Master, you must be joking."

Fu Siqian was too lazy to talk nonsense, and directly used his spiritual power to support him to float into the air, then slowly moved towards the lake, and finally stopped in the middle of the lake, just at a distance where he could not touch the shore with his outstretched arms.

He didn't let go directly. This superpower similar to fetching objects from a distance is really interesting. Fu Siqian manipulated Feng Tinghan to sway back and forth on the lake, sighing in his heart, no wonder everyone wants superpowers, it's really fun to play.

"Master?"

Feng Tinghan was dangling in the air, feeling that his previous decision was too hasty, he should not pretend that he could not get started, he should directly enter the level of qi refining, and then wait for ten or eight years in qi refining, lest this person take some weird things. way to torment him.

No!

If you give up now, wouldn't it be in vain just now?

Feng Tinghan lowered his head to observe the lake surface, thinking about which side to swim to quickly get ashore after falling.

On the other side, Fu Siqian had had enough fun and didn't even say hello, so he directly withdrew his spiritual power and threw Feng Tinghan into the lake.

The calm lake surface was shattered into water droplets. Fu Siqian raised his sleeve to block it, but some water droplets still fell on his face. He wiped off the water droplets on his face, and looked up, it should be in the middle of the lake. people have swam to shore.

"..."

It's a pretty fast swim, if only Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment could be so fast.

"You stay in the lake for me."

Feng Tinghan was half lying on the bank and half soaking in the lake water. Hearing this, he raised his head, looked at Fu Siqian and blinked, then quickly raised his legs and went ashore.

Unless I am stupid, I will listen to your words and go back to the lake to soak!

After a while, Feng Tinghan stood in the middle of the lake and sighed, the lake water was too cold, he was already frozen stupid.

Fu Siqian sat down by the lake, and started talking nonsense: "The aura of all things in the world is unified, you should relax, try to merge with the lake water, and see if you can comprehend the method of drawing qi into the body."

Fucking blend, why don't you come down and feel it yourself? !

Feng Tinghan cursed in his heart until he had finished cursing his little vocabulary before stopping, the more he thought about it, the more unpleasant it became, and he felt very depressed.

"Did you realize anything?"

Feng Tinghan shivered, gritted his teeth and said, "No."

Fu Siqian nodded: "Forget it, sit down."

Feng Tinghan suspected that there was something wrong with his ears: "Master, what did you just say?"

Fu Siqian pointed to the lake water and repeated: "I said, sit down."

Very well, there is nothing wrong with his ears, it should be because of Fu Sigan's brain.

Feng Tinghan was soaked in the lake from the waist down, he shook his legs, the cold lake water soaked his pants, if his body hadn't been reforged by spiritual energy, he might have lost consciousness at this time.

Fu Siqian picked up Sanqiu and tapped the surface of the lake: "Don't waste time."

Feng Tinghan sighed.

Why fight this person hard? Wouldn't it be wonderful to let him survive or die when his cultivation is completely restored?

Feng Tinghan raised his head and said sincerely: "Master, I seem to have found a way to draw Qi into my body."

Fu Siqian looked at him suspiciously: "Really? How do you know you have found a way?"

Feng Tinghan raised his hand, and formed a fist-sized water polo from the lake. He controlled the water polo to float in the air: "Master, do you believe this?"

Look at this water polo, how well it is controlled, as expected of my apprentice, Fu Siqian nodded with satisfaction: "I prepared a lot of cultivation methods for you, but I didn't expect to succeed at the very beginning."

Feng Tinghan: "..."

This guy really prepared a lot of methods to torture him!

Feng Tinghan endured and endured, but still couldn't bear it, he controlled the water polo and went to the shore: "Master, look quickly, I can make the water polo fly, and I will let it fly to find you."

Fu Siqian frowned slightly, and before he could refuse, the water polo hit him in the face.

Feng Tinghan was overjoyed in his heart, and pretended to be nervous: "Master, I just learned to use spiritual power, but I didn't control it well, so don't blame me."

The cold lake water wetted the tips of his hair, Fu Siqian wiped his face, and raised his eyebrows at Feng Tinghan: "Did you vent your anger?"

Feng Tinghan swam to the lake, suddenly stretched out his hand and dragged Fu Siqian into the water, and smiled contentedly: "This is how I vent my anger."

Although there is a spiritual body protection, I still feel cold when I first entered the water. I don’t know what kind of physique Feng Tinghan is. After soaking for so long, my body is still warm, like a small stove, which makes people want to hug .

hug...

Fu Siqian looked at the bewildered man in his arms, and his forehead twitched.