I cultivate immortals by drawing cards

Han Wenye didn't expect to come out of the closet here, and his face became hot immediately.

On the other hand, Ying Rong, the sword spirit, smiled and said, "It's okay, there are also male cultivators in the world of cultivating immortals who have sought out male cultivators as Taoist companions, and you also made an appointment with Ying Dongyu before."

"Then what's the matter? I don't have the slightest thought for him. Now that I see him, I want to beat him to death." When Han Wenye heard Ying Rong mentioning Ying Dongyu, the sword spirit, his complexion immediately turned ugly.

Sword Spirit Ying Rong nodded.

At this time, Han Wenye asked again: "Where is the senior?"

"What?" Jian Ling Ying Rong was taken aback, and he looked at Han Wenye in confusion.

"Senior, do you want to find a female monk to be a Taoist companion or a southern monk?" Han Wenye asked, looking up at Ying Rong, the sword spirit.

Jianling Yingrong was surprised when he was asked, he frowned and said, "I've never thought about this question, I think I probably like to be alone."

"So that's how it is." After Han Wenye asked this, he took out the water spirit stone, and placed a spirit-gathering array at the bottom of the enlarged golden cup, and the water spirit spread, and Han Wenye sat in it as if he had entered a fairyland.

Because of spiritual self-cultivation, Ying Rong looked at Han Wenye sitting there with a calm face, but her mind was still full of the questions Han Wenye asked him before.

Daoist companions are something that Ying Rong has never considered.

Sword Spirit Ying Rong nodded, but suddenly felt a strong suction force leading him to the Jinbei.

"What's going on?" Before the sword spirit Ying Rong could react, he fell into the golden cup, and Han Wenye's face was very close at hand.

While breathing, Ying Rong, the sword spirit, felt that his whole body was surrounded by the water aura, which made it difficult for him to breathe.

It was only then that Sword Spirit Yingrong discovered that Han Wenye had too much aura in him, and now that Han Wenye had started to practice, Jin Bei actually took him in as Han Wenye's aura.

Sword Spirit Ying Rong wants to return to Ruoshui Sword, but Han Wenye has already fully entered into the practice. Every time he moves his aura, it will pass through Sword Spirit Ying Rong, imperceptibly improving Sword Spirit Ying Rong's cultivation level. And because of the moon wolf's contract, the sword spirit Yingrong couldn't resist Han Wenye's aura at all.

"Woooo." As if inspired, Tun Yue also jumped out of the Xuanwu Armor.

"No!" Ying Rong, the sword spirit, saw that Tun Yue was also eager to jump into the gold cup, and shouted hastily.

But when he didn't attach his consciousness to Tunyue, Tunyue was just a part of demon power, how could he listen to his words and jump into the golden cup directly.

The sword spirit Ying Rong is a part of Ying Rong's aura, while Tun Yue is a part of his demon power. When the two collide together, the aura of the entire Jinbei goes wild.

"Oops!" Ying Rong's real body in the distance also sensed that something was wrong. Although Sword Spirit and Tun Yue are part of his aura and demon power, if they are mixed together, they are also at the eighth level of foundation building. Reiki was something Han Wenye couldn't afford for a small period of Qi training.

"Dan Zhihan, help me protect the law." Ying Rong yelled, and he sat cross-legged, and a large amount of spiritual consciousness immediately attached to him.

"Wow." Tun Yue and Sword Spirit have been mixed together, coupled with Ying Rong's large amount of consciousness, when Ying Rong opened his eyes, he really felt everything around him, including the Korean text that was right in front of him. wild.

Ying Rong's heart was beating fast, he knew it was because of the spiritual energy and the contract, he gritted his teeth and sat in the golden cup facing Han Wenye.

Han Wenye is a Mizuki spirit root, and Ying Rong didn't bring a physical body, so he is also a Mizuki spirit root.

Because Han Wenye's spiritual energy was too abundant, he seemed to be a little out of control when he was rapidly improving his cultivation, so Ying Rong just happened to come over.

Ying Rong could control the aura much better than Han Wenye. He closed his eyes and helped Han Wenye organize the aura completely, and then passed it on to Han Wenye again.

Han Wenye's hair was about to turn white, but he was really addicted to the feeling of rapidly improving his cultivation.

"No, you bastard!" Han Wenye practiced quickly, but Ying Rong was miserable. Han Wenye's aura had a great impact on him, and his face turned red after a while.

Fortunately, Han Wenye didn't put in many water spirit stones, and after one night, the spirit energy in the golden cup dissipated.

Before Han Wenye opened his eyes, Ying Rong separated his demon power from Tunyue in embarrassment, and Tunyue jumped out of the gold cup, obviously very dissatisfied.

And Ying Rong, who is a sword spirit, is also drunk and full of aura.

"Huh..." Only the real body of Ying Rong, who was far away from the Four Immortals Sect, was so tired that he coughed a few times, turned around and drove away Dan Zhihan with a wave of spiritual wind, and closed the palace door by himself to become a moon wolf. Form, whimpering over there.

"What's wrong?" After Han Wenye opened his eyes, he always felt as if something unusual had happened, but he couldn't perceive it.

"Dong dong dong." Dongqing knocked on the door outside, and Han Wenye tidied up in a hurry, without even checking his own cultivation, and went out to meet Dongqing.

"Are you practicing?" Dongqing quickly noticed Han Wenye's excessive aura.

"En." Han Wenye restrained himself hastily, and then said a few words to Dongqing, and left after Dongqing checked the situation of Fire Tribulus.

Han Wenye watched Dongqing leave before he returned to the house. When he saw his cultivation, he had already reached the eighth level of Qi training!

"This golden cup is really a magic weapon!" Han Wenye excitedly praised the golden cup, and the sword spirit Ying Rong who was floating beside him snorted coldly, but he couldn't say that half of the credit for it belonged to him.

Han Wenye's cultivation level improved, and he was in a happy mood. Looking at Ying Rong, the sword spirit, he also smiled and called senior.

"Well, since you've reached the eighth level of Qi training, let's start learning Yujian, so that you don't have to go out and make a cloud boat." Jianling Yingrong said a lot.

"Is it a bit too early?" Han Wenye knew that although it is said that one can learn Yujian by practicing Qi at the eighth level, it can only be done by very powerful people. Most people can only learn it when they have completed Qi training of.

"It won't be too early, let's go and refine the cloud." Ying Rong, the sword spirit, returned to the Ruoshui sword after speaking, and never spoke again.

Han Wenye didn't know what happened to Ying Rong, but he was full of his own cultivation and learning how to control the sword, so he went to Lingchi with a happy face.

When he arrived, before he could speak, Lian Yundan saw that his cultivation base had improved.

"Why did you raise your cultivation level, even your sword intent?" Lian Yundan looked at Han Wenye suspiciously, and after smelling it a few times, he said, "It's all the sword intent of that guy Ying Rong, what is your cultivation level? How did you bring it up?"

"My sword intent has also improved?" Han Wenye summoned the Ruoshui sword himself after hearing the sound, tried it out, and sure enough, the feeling was different from before.

"Strange, Jinbei should not have the ability to enhance sword intent." Han Wenye himself didn't understand, but he couldn't tell Lian Yundan anything, so he just said respectfully: "Please teach me the art of sword control, master. "

"Won't Ying Rong teach you?" Lian Yundan looked at Han Wenye strangely and asked.

Han Wenye was stunned for a moment, he also felt strange, according to Ying Rong's care for him, the art of controlling the sword is not a secret art, I don't know why he came to find Lian Yundan by himself.

"Senior has taken care of me a lot, so I don't dare to bother senior too much." Han Wenye had no choice but to say so.

"Ying Rong has a weird personality, so you don't have to think too much about what he does." Lian Yun said with a smile, Han Wenye nodded and wrote it down.

"Lian Yundan!" The sword spirit Ying Rong ran out in an instant and scolded Lian Yundan.

Lian Yundan smiled, took out a gourd from one side, and chanted a mantra that the gourd became the size of a person.

"This is the spirit gourd. Hold the Sword Control Jue and go up and try it." Lian Yundan instructed Han Wenye once.

Han Wenye grabbed the gourd, rode on it, and made a sword art, and the spirit gourd flew up with a swipe.

"Ah!" Han Wenye exclaimed, his spiritual energy was cut off, and the spirit gourd led him to fall to the ground.

"Haha." Lian Yundan laughed for a while, supported the gourd with aura and said: "Try to pour the aura evenly into the middle of the gourd, and transport it slowly, don't be too anxious."

Han Wenye nodded, and this time he focused on trying it over there, and sure enough, the spirit gourd slowly rose as Lian Yundan said, but Han Wenye could only go up and down, and he couldn't move forward.

"Interesting." Han Wenye practiced for a while, and finally he was able to fly slowly back and forth, left and right.

"Try it yourself. Within three days, you have to learn how to fly at high speed, and stand on the gourd to use spells, you know?" Lian Yundan said with a smile as he watched Han Wenye play vigorously.

Han Wenye nodded vigorously, thanking the master again.

Lian Yundan gave the gourd to Han Wenye and asked him to keep it for playing.

"I remember that this gourd is not ordinary, but you are generous." While waiting for Han Wenye to fetch the spirit water, Jian Ling Ying Rong looked at Lian Yundan and said.

"It's nothing." Lian Yundan waved his hand, not wanting Ying Rong to continue talking.

Han Wenye walked over carrying the water, saw that the two were still talking, and nodded with a smile.

"Go." Lian Yundan also turned around and left.

The sword spirit Ying Rong followed Han Wenye, and along the way, he heard Han Wenye say that refining clouds is good, and how much fun it is to fly while sitting on a gourd.

"How much fun can it be?" Sword Spirit Ying Rong twitched the corner of his mouth and said calmly.

"It's very fun. When I learn it, I'll take you flying once, and you'll know." After Han Wenye said excitedly, he remembered Ying Rong's cultivation status. Let alone Yujian flying, I'm afraid He can fly by stepping on the leaves of trees, and he even said that he would fly with others, which is really ridiculous.

"Okay, I'll wait." Unexpectedly, Ying Rong, the sword spirit, agreed just like that.

It's not good for Han Wenye to go back on his word after he said it, but he just thought that if he flew over the Zhengxuan sect with Ying Rong Yujian, he would scare many people to death.

"It's quite interesting." Han Wenye thought about it for a while, and then he laughed.

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