Chapter 50: He Huan Sect Master Bai Yueguang 11 Dual Cultivation

When Wen Qianning pushed the door open and entered the room, Kui Xing was sitting beside the bed, regulating his breathing. His breathing was steady, and there was no longer the gloom of illness between his brows.

She took a few steps closer, motioning him to relax, then raised her finger to touch his pulse point and slowly inserted her spiritual power.

After a moment, Wen Qianning raised his eyebrows slightly and his expression relaxed.

"Sister Wen, how is it?" Kui Congling had been standing by the door, his eyes full of nervousness.

"The poison has been completely cleared, and the meridians are intact. After a period of rest, you should be back to normal." Wen Qianning withdrew his hand and said, "It seems the chalcedony is working very well."

Kui Xing opened his eyes. Compared to his initial lethargy, he was now in much better spirits. He looked at Wen Qianning with a hint of regret. "Miss Wen...are you really leaving?"

"Yes." Wen Qianning replied softly, her voice as gentle as spring water. "The toxins in your body have been cleared. The rest of your recovery is up to you."

"But you can stay a few more days... The Taoist temple is quiet and peaceful, so you don't have to leave so quickly." Kui Congling held Wen Qianning's hand, looking at her with red eyes, like a little sister who couldn't bear to leave her. "Just a few days, okay?"

Wen Qianning ruffled her hair, smiled, and shook his head, "All good things must come to an end. We have a long way to go in this world, and we can't all walk together. It's a blessing that we've been gathered here."

Kui Congling's eyes became even redder. She had never met anyone like Wen Qianning before. She was incredibly powerful, but not arrogant. She gave the chalcedony to them and saved her brother, but never asked for anything in return.

Wen Qianning patted her head. Ji Hanlin stood outside the door, not saying a word, just watching the scene quietly.

The sunlight filtered through the gaps in the trees and fell on his shoulders. His features were cold in the morning light. Then he walked in and stood beside her.

Wen Qianning turned her head to glance at Ji Hanlin. Their eyes met. Although they didn't say anything, everything was clear to them.

"It's time to go." Ji Hanlin said softly.

Wen Qianning nodded: "It is indeed time for us to say goodbye."

Kui Xing stood up to see them off, his demeanor extremely solemn, and he bowed, "Miss Wen, Master Ji, if we ever have the chance to meet again, I will definitely treat you personally with great courtesy."

"Okay." Wen Qianning nodded with a gentle smile.

Kui Congling was a little reluctant and asked in a low voice: "Sister Wen, where are you going? Will you come back?"

The last time Master Miaoguan pointed out a way for them to restore their cultivation through dual cultivation, the two of them no longer concealed their identities as being from the Hehuan Sect.

"Probably... I should go directly back to the Hehuan Sect." Wen Qianning thought for a moment, "If there is a destiny, we will meet again."

Her words were like a promise, falling into the little girl's heart and turning into a ray of warm comfort.

The group walked out of the hut and stood in front of the Taoist temple.

Kui Congling handed Wen Qianning a wooden amulet he always carried with him. "Sister Wen, this item may not be worth much, but it's an heirloom from my family. It can protect us from disasters. Please accept it, Sister Wen."

"Okay, thank you." Wen Qianning did not refuse. He took it with a smile and put it into his sleeve.

Ji Hanlin also exchanged a rare glance with Kui Xing, who vaguely understood: "Take care."

Before leaving, Kui Congling's eyes were red: "Sister Wen, Master Ji, you must be safe and sound..."

Wen Qianning smiled and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes: "You too."

"Let's go." She turned and whispered to Ji Hanlin.

Ji Hanlin nodded slightly, and the two turned and left, walking further and further away among the green mountains and clear waters.

The two said goodbye to Kui Xing and his sister and walked down the mountain path. They originally wanted to go to the ferry to take a boat back, but when they were halfway there, dark clouds quietly rolled up in the sky.

Wen Qianning looked up and heard a loud thunder rolling across the sky, followed by heavy rain pouring down. Soon, the entire mountain was engulfed in rain.

"Let's go to the cave in front to take shelter first." Raindrops hit Wen Qianning's face, and she could hardly open her eyes. Ji Hanlin took her hand and walked towards the cave in front.

When the two stepped into the cave, the rain outside was so heavy that they could hardly see the sky and the earth.

Wen Qianning stood at the entrance of the cave and took a breath. She lowered her eyes and saw that her clothes were already soaked. The plain white clothes were tightly attached to her body, outlining her slender waistline and vague outline. Her hair hung wetly at the side of her neck, with drops of water dripping along the ends of her hair.

She gently shook off the water on her body, her nose red, and muttered softly, "It's so cold..."

Seeing that the rain showed no sign of stopping, Wen Qianning sighed and moved closer to Ji Hanlin, clinging to him almost like a cat, her fingers even climbing onto the hem of his shirt. She whispered, "I'm so cold, Xiaolin, hug me..."

Ji Hanlin was originally leaning against the wall of the cave, his black clothes damp with moisture. He watched the woman approaching, and his whole body suddenly froze, his eyes seemed to be on fire.

Her current appearance is exactly the same as her in the illusion.

The same wet clothes, the same soft and coquettish tone, and the same coquettish look of unconsciously throwing herself into his arms.

The boy's Adam's apple rolled, and a dark look of forbearance suddenly welled up in his eyes. He subconsciously leaned back, expressionless: "...If you use your spiritual power for a bit, won't you feel warm?"

Wen Qianning was stunned. Noticing the boy's silent avoidance, she curled her lips in grievance, "I don't want to use my spiritual power. I just want Xiaolin to hug me. Is that not okay..."

The corners of her eyes were red, and she looked extremely aggrieved.

Ji Hanlin closed his eyes.

He could hardly control himself. He had never seen a woman act so coquettishly before. After all, she was older and always appeared mature and steady in front of him, always able to make plans. How could she be so... coquettish with him?

He had never been a gentleman in the true sense, especially when facing her. From the moment she softly called him "Xiao Lin", all his calmness and composure seemed to be thrown out of the window.

Now, he could almost feel the woman's breath rising and falling slightly on her chest, right against his heart.

She didn't understand. She had no idea how much torture her little dependence and closeness was to him.

If it were in the past, Ji Hanlin might have pushed her away directly, but now, the two of them were together, and Wen Qianning was his.

Therefore, he just tightened his jaw and lowered his voice very low: "Wen Qianning, do you know what you are doing?"

Wen Qianning looked up at him with a hint of smile in her eyes, "Xiao Lin, what do you think of the dual cultivation method that Master Miaoguan mentioned?"

She brought up the matter of dual cultivation without any precautions, causing Ji Hanlin to hold his breath.

He was unwilling to practice dual cultivation with Wen Qianning just to restore his cultivation. He was afraid that Wen Qianning would not be willing. If she felt being used, it would make him more uncomfortable than losing his cultivation.

He didn't want the relationship between the two to be mixed with other interests.

But now... the woman looked at him with clear and gentle eyes, without any reluctance or reluctance.

She is willing too.

"If we are together, I only ask that you be alone with me, Ningning, is that okay?" Ji Hanlin hesitated.

"Of course." Wen Qianning answered without hesitation.

The young man could no longer suppress the impulse in his heart. The string in his mind that had been taut for a long time finally broke. He reached out and pulled the woman into his arms. She fell into his arms and the warm breath instantly enveloped her.

Ji Hanlin panted softly in her ear.

The rain was still falling, getting heavier and heavier. The outside of the cave was shrouded in mist, leaving only the two people inside the cave, their skin touching, their heartbeats intertwined.

…

The night rain has not stopped yet, and it is drizzling outside the cave.

Inside the cave, Wen Qianning lay in Ji Hanlin's arms, her hair slightly disheveled and her cheeks lightly flushed, yet her features were more peaceful than ever. She closed her eyes, leaning gently against him, saying nothing.

Ji Hanlin hugged her tightly, his palms against her back, his internal energy flowing slowly.

The two people's auras were in harmony, and spiritual power was drawn between their bodies, like a clear spring, slowly flowing from the heart into the whole body.

He could clearly feel that the broken meridians were slowly healing, and a cluster of light seemed to be awakening in the depths of his dantian, and the spiritual veins that were originally closed and stagnant were opening up inch by inch.

Not only recovered, but even slightly better than before.

The faint light condensed into a solid golden elixir, hanging in the center of the dantian.

The moment the elixir was formed, he could feel the spiritual energy of heaven and earth flowing into his body naturally along the circulation of his dantian, without any stagnation.

What's even more strange is that Ji Hanlin seems to be able to sense that Wen Qianning's breath is always pulling him, and her existence seems to have become a part of the spiritual energy circulation in his body to some extent.

He probably realized that his golden elixir... not only carried his own cultivation, but also a part of her.

This was completely different from every breakthrough he had made in his previous practice.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath to suppress his surging emotions, but the throbbing in his chest could not be calmed down.

It turns out that the true meaning of dual cultivation is not just the restoration and enhancement of cultivation, but more like the unity of mind and spirit, a kind of unity of body and soul with the one he loves that he has never truly experienced.

After a moment, Ji Hanlin opened his eyes, his eyes clear. He lowered his head to look at the person in his arms. Wen Qianning seemed to have noticed the change and whispered in his ear, "Xiao Lin, how do you feel now?"

Ji Hanlin just stared at her. Wen Qianning felt a little guilty when he looked at her. She coughed lightly and said, "Hey, I'm asking you a question... Don't look at me like that, it's like you want to eat me alive."

He finally let out a low laugh, the laugh escaping from his throat.

"I'm fine," Ji Hanlin said in a low voice, "I've formed a pill."

"Really?!" Wen Qianning's eyes widened suddenly, and she sat up abruptly, blinking and looking at him. "Hasn't it been a while since you recovered your cultivation? You've already formed a pill so quickly?"

The woman's clothes were disheveled, her long black hair was hanging down, her cheeks were flushed, and she looked like she had just been moisturized.

"Yeah." Ji Hanlin looked at her with a rare tenderness on his lips, "It's because of you."

He was already extremely talented, and had undergone the recasting of his spiritual veins. Coupled with this highly compatible dual cultivation, it was equivalent to unleashing all the accumulation of several years at once, and then breaking through.

Hearing this, Wen Qianning was delighted. She blinked her eyes, put her arms around the boy, and rubbed his neck like a spoiled child.

Adorable as hell. Ji Hanlin's heart melted into a ball. He lowered his head and kissed the woman's forehead. As if remembering something, he reached out and clasped her wrist, placing his palm on her lower abdomen.

It’s so itchy… Wen Qianning’s ears turned red and her expression changed slightly. She thought he was going to do it again. She couldn’t bear it any longer: “What are you doing?”

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