The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 701 Sick disciples don’t blacken (105)

  Su Qinghuan was overjoyed when she saw the shining cold jade luster.

   "Hanzhou! Look here!"

  According to Su Qinghuan’s original assumption, if she could find cold jade with a thousand-year texture in the veins here, she and Yan Hanzhou would be lucky.

  Unexpectedly, this mortal world, which is rare for cultivators, would have such a treasure!

  This is Wannian Hanyu!

  If you can practice on this cold jade bed, the cultivation speed of the monks will be more than ten times faster? !

  Ordinary people really don’t even dare to dream of such a good thing!

  ……

  Yan Hanzhou has only heard of this kind of cold jade bed that is conducive to the cultivation of practitioners in ancient books.

  "Master, apart from the chilling air, this thing looks mediocre. Although the disciple has discovered that there is spiritual power attached to it, it is not as powerful as the strange flowers and plants in the cultivation world."

"This is the special feature of the Wannian Hanyu Bed. Many monks mistakenly believe that the aura attached to this mineral deposit is not enough, so they ignore its function. On the contrary, mortals regard it as a treasure, but they are forced by the cold jade to be too cold. The texture cannot be mined.

"But in fact, for the monks, cold jade is just not suitable for forging weapons. It can be used as a training site, but it can't be better. You have already seen the Fang Lingquan in the Weishi Dongfu, and this ten thousand years of cold The role played by the jade bed is better than it."

  Su Qinghuan smiled faintly, her voice gently spreading these special knowledge for Yan Hanzhou.

  Yan Hanzhou’s eyes were a little bit of surprise, he looked at Su Qinghuan with scorching eyes, and wanted to pull Su Qinghuan to meditate on the 10,000-year cold jade bed.

  "Master, since this thing is so precious, shall we start now?!"

Unexpectedly, Su Qinghuan shook his head directly at Yan Hanzhou.

"It’s not because the teacher doesn’t want to practice here, but because the teacher was originally a female cultivator born in a cloudy year, a cloudy moon, a cloudy day, and her physique is too cold. The teacher's internal breath is disordered."

  Before, Su Qinghuan was in the Yuan Secret Realm that day. Although he ate half of the Illusion Spirit Fruit, it was a lot better, but there were still scars on the Yuan Ying’s internal organs.

  If she was in her heyday, even if she had no injuries to her limbs, she would still be able to meditate for a few months on this 10,000-year cold jade bed, but now, there is no need to get hurt.

  ……

   Yan Hanzhou heard the words, his expression was taken for a moment, he swept past Su Qinghuan, who looked plain in front of him, originally thought that Master’s injury had been cured, but he did not expect that there was such a hidden danger.

  The more the White-clothed Immortal Venerable said understatement, the more he felt distressed in his heart.

  He has always known that Su Qinghuan is actually a very proud person in his bones, and will never show weakness to others, otherwise he will not admit that he has long been suffering from a hidden illness after repeated inquiries.

  If it hadn't been for that time in the cliff cave of the Tianyuan Secret Realm, the master had fainted in his arms, I was afraid that he would think that the master was fine.

  ……

   "What are you looking at me doing like this?"

  "Master, in the future, no matter what, the disciple will stand up and protect you. Now the disciple is also the body of the Yuan Ying, and will never let the master stand in front of me."

  The young man watched Su Qinghuan vowedly. His eyes were fierce, like a fire, about to burn people directly.

  Su Qinghuan saw Yan Hanzhou's undisguised and intensely distressed eyes, and her heart suddenly skipped a beat. She coughed slightly, concealing her heart palpitations.

   "You don't have to make a promise, and you don't have to worry too much about being a teacher. Master dare not say that you can beat a powerful monk of the same level, but you still have the ability to escape."

As for the gods of the transformation stage like Jun Jiuyou, there are not a few on the entire Canglan Continent, not to mention that except for Jun Jiuyou, the other **** transformation ancestors basically stayed in a certain place. A mountain, it’s self-reclusive, and once retired, I can’t wait for thousands of years.

  Because even if it is a great transgender, if you can't cross the threshold of crossing the catastrophe and soaring, it is nothing more than living a little longer. On the contrary, they are more afraid of creating karma than ordinary people.

  After all, ordinary people can cultivate to the transformation of gods, and most of them are old monsters of several thousand years old. There are few peerless geniuses who can advance to the transformation of gods at the age of hundreds of years like Jun Jiuyou.

  As for the retired ancestors of the gods, where there is still time to pay attention to mundane things, nothing is more important than strengthening their strength and overcoming the thunder tribulation.

  ……

"What Master said... It’s just that the disciple should always cultivate diligently and never slacken. The disciple must stand at the highest point of the Canglan Continent. At that time, no one will dare to bully Master and Disciple."

  The young man seemed to have made up his mind, gratitude and solemnly clenched his hands into fists.

   "What's more, there are still these ten thousand years of cold jade bed here. If it weren't for the master to find it, the disciple would not find such a good place for cultivation. The disciple has everything today and it has been given by the master."

  "……"

  Su Qinghuan looked at Yan Hanzhou's admiring eyes, but felt a little guilty.

  In fact, she didn't help Yan Hanzhou much. Although she had blocked swords and found magic weapons, according to the original plot line of the world, Yan Hanzhou was originally a character with extraordinary luck and counterattack.

  Even without her, Yan Hanzhou can still reach the highest point step by step.

  So, Su Qinghuan felt a little ashamed for Yan Hanzhou's gratitude, her phoenix eyes flickered, and her voice softened unconsciously.

  "You don’t have to attribute your achievements today to me. The way of heaven is boundless, and every monk has a different path. Even if you find the jade for ten thousand years under the ice and snow wasteland for your teacher today, it’s useless."

"Even if there is no hidden danger of old wounds in the viscera of the teacher, but the ten thousand years of cold jade is still too cold and superimposed with my attributes. I can only practice here for a few months at most. Unlike you in the cold boat, you are born with a raging fire. The yang body is complementary to it, so this is your chance."

  "……"

  Yan Hanzhou did not expect that Su Qinghuan would explain himself in such a soft-spoken manner. There were infinitely complex emotions in the young man's heart.

  But even though Su Qinghuan’s words are reasonable, Yan Hanzhou understands that for many monks, if they find a precious opportunity that cannot be used for themselves, it is good to be able to resist not destroying it personally. How can there be any reason to give it to others?

  ……

   Yan Hanzhou's lips moved.

  For a moment, I wanted to ask, what if it was not him who appeared here today with Su Qinghuan, but Liu Haoran and Zhong Ling'er?

  But Yan Hanzhou did not dare to think about the answer.

  He is always greedy.

  I not only hope to be treated kindly by Master, but also hope that I am the most special and the only one.

  (End of this chapter)