My Days of Slacking Off in the Martial Arts World

On the land of the Nine Provinces, the martial arts world and the imperial court are clearly distinct.

Carrying a sign-in system, Chu Qinghe transmigrated to a martial arts world. What he wan...

Chapter 315 Sister Situ, you've got a really good plan.

Hearing Chu Qinghe's words, Lianxing sighed, "Yes! This feeling of not thinking about anything and being drowsy is so good."

As she spoke, Lianxing looked at Shuimu Yinji and said, "No wonder Sister Situ isn't interested in the Empress's position."

In response to Lianxing's words, Shuimu Yinji, who was resting her chin on her hand and had her eyes curved into crescents, smiled sweetly and said, "We are all family. After my eldest and second sisters become empresses, even the Shenshui Palace will probably receive some care. Since that's the case, it's only fair that my eldest and second sisters help me take care of the Shenshui Palace, and I help them take care of Qinghe!"

Hearing what Jellyfish Yin Ji said, Lian Xing pondered for a moment before saying, "Sister Situ, you've really got a good plan."

Lianxing isn't stupid; how could she not know how much she'd have to do every day after becoming empress?

Otherwise, they wouldn't have thought of sending Yaoyue to the Song Dynasty to become the empress.

While Yaoyue and Dongfang Bubai were busy every day after becoming empresses, Shuimu Yinji was enjoying good food, lodging, bathing, and playing cards with Chu Qinghe all day long, and even got to taste some sweetness at night.

However, Shuimu Yinji claimed that she was helping Yaoyue and Dongfang Bubai take care of Chu Qinghe.

Even Lianxing had to admire the level of shamelessness.

Upon hearing this, Jellyfish Yin Ji smiled and said, "Is that so? I was already managing some affairs of the Divine Water Palace when I was a child, and my master praised me for being good at calculating."

Lian Xing: ".........."

Hearing what the Water Mother Yin Princess said, Lianxing was speechless.

Hearing the conversation between the two women, Chu Qinghe couldn't help but smile.

A moment later, after a few drinks, Qu Feiyan looked at Chu Qinghe and said, "Young Master, you haven't written a storybook in a long time. Why don't you write a new one?"

Upon hearing this, the women all turned to look at Chu Qinghe.

Meeting the expectant gazes of the girls, Chu Qinghe said lazily, "I just got back, let's talk about it in a few days!"

As he spoke, Chu Qinghe glanced at Qu Feiyan and said casually, "It would be better to cultivate more. You finally broke through your mental state. Instead of spending this time reading stories, you'll be able to avoid being unable to hear any noise when you encounter battles in the future."

Hearing this, Qu Feiyan pursed her lips and pulled Xiao Zhao aside to cultivate.

In contrast, Chu Qinghe continued to sit on the stone bench, drinking wine, petting the little guy, and watching the women cultivate.

However, compared to the other women, Chu Qinghe's gaze was more focused on Shui Mu Yin Ji and Lian Xing at this moment.

At this moment, in Chu Qinghe's eyes, Shuimu Yinji and Lianxing stood quietly in the courtyard, each holding a wooden carving in one hand. As their true essence flowed within their bodies, a fiery red illusory image of a Dharma image appeared and disappeared behind them.

Clearly, the true essence within the body is circulating according to the "Four Symbols of Heavenly Will" cultivation path.

As the true essence slowly circulated, strands of the power of heaven and earth gathered from the surroundings and entered the faintly visible illusory images of the Dharma images behind Shuimu Yinji and Lianxing. Each strand of the power of heaven and earth would travel through the illusory images for several cycles before entering the bodies of the two women and disappearing.

It has obviously been refined.

However, compared to Lianxing, Shuimu Yinji's speed in refining and absorbing the power of heaven and earth was a bit faster.

The Heavenly Will Four Symbols Technique is ultimately a martial art belonging to the Dao level.

To a large extent, it is fundamentally different from ordinary Heaven-rank martial arts.

Although the two women have only cultivated the "Four Symbols of Heavenly Will" technique to the second stage, "Wrath of the Fire God".

However, he was already able to refine the power of heaven and earth for his own use through the "Four Symbols of Heavenly Will Technique," only his efficiency was much slower than Chu Qinghe's.

Focusing his gaze on the power of heaven and earth within the illusory images of the two women behind them, Chu Qinghe's thoughts raced, and his perception instantly expanded.

After carefully sensing the flow of the power of heaven and earth within a radius of a hundred miles for a while, Chu Qinghe couldn't help but frown slightly.

When she opened her eyes, however, her gaze was filled with a stream of thoughts.

at the same time.

In a lush bamboo forest.

Even though the sun was still shining in the sky, a layer of mist was faintly swirling around the ground inside the bamboo forest.

Under the sunlight, the swirling clouds seemed to have an added halo.

This adds a touch of dreamlike quality to the bamboo forest.

Within this bamboo forest, a man sat quietly.

The man appeared to be in his seventies, but his full head of silver hair was combed perfectly without a single strand out of place.

Despite being in her seventies, she has no wrinkles at all.

With his eyes gently closed, his features, though not particularly handsome, exude a sense of peace and tranquility.

What is most striking is that although the old man was sitting cross-legged, his body was nearly three inches away from the cushion on the ground.

However, it floated in mid-air.

However, at that moment, as if sensing something, the old man slowly opened his eyes.

After his body slowly landed on the cushion on the ground, the old man slowly turned his head to look at the bamboo table in front of him. An empty cup on the bamboo table was pulled up by an invisible force and fell to the side of the bamboo table, and a pool of green tea from the teapot automatically fell into the teacup.

Just as the teacup was about eight-tenths full, a figure slowly emerged from the bamboo grove.

This person wore a straw hat and an iron mask with fangs and tiger-like eyes.

Who else could it be but the Bad Guy Commander?

With his hands behind his back, the Bad Guy slowly walked to the bamboo table and sat down.

After glancing at the teacup on the table, the Bad Guy turned his gaze to the old man opposite him.

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