Chapter 52 You Are Ugly (Part 2) As long as she is safe. ...
(Fifty-two)
The Yuan-Sucking Pill should be used in conjunction with a medicinal bath. Soak in it for 81 days, taking a Yuan-Sucking Pill every day. Your body will undergo a transformation and your spiritual energy will become purer.
Li Shanglu felt that she was lucky enough. Many people might not be able to succeed in refining Qi in their entire lives, but she not only succeeded in refining Qi, but could also strengthen her body with this completely effortless method. For ordinary people, this opportunity should make her be called a child of heaven.
However, compared to the true Son of Heaven, there is a huge difference.
She glanced coldly at the Son of Heaven who was kneeling and trembling beside her, "Give me the spiritual herb."
Shen Changyi held a teapot on his head and carefully took the spiritual herbs from the table and handed them to her palm.
"If the pot falls, you're dead."
Shen Changyi sat upright, not daring to move.
This is what happens when you talk back to your wife.
Li Shanglu placed the spiritual herbs in the bathtub and lay down comfortably. Although the scorching water temperature was a bit uncomfortable, it was much more comfortable than practicing sword with Shen Changyi.
From inside the room came the sound of Little Persimmon crying. Shen Changyi subconsciously tried to move, but the teapot above his head wobbled and nearly fell. He quickly stopped and said softly, "Shanglu, Persimmon is crying."
Now Shen Changyi almost has an instinct. As soon as the two little ones cry, he will immediately want to comfort the children before Li Shanglu.
Li Shanglu glanced at him and said, "Go ahead and coax her. I'm not stopping you."
Seeing him trying to take the teapot down, Li Shanglu said calmly, "I told you, if the teapot falls, you're dead."
Shen Changyi: "..."
He slowly stood up and walked away carrying the teapot on his head like a juggler. Li Shanglu stared at his cautious look and couldn't help laughing.
"Hurry up, Persimmon is about to faint from crying. You are such a heartless father."
"Um."
Shen Changyi indeed walked faster.
In fact, this was not difficult for him. He could even swing the sword to exorcise the demon with a kettle on his head. However, this was a way of punishing him that Shang Lu had thought about for a long time, and he didn't want to spoil Shang Lu's interest.
Shang Lu would laugh happily when he saw him make a fool of himself. After coaxing the child, he would pretend to accidentally break the kettle, so that Shang Lu could scold him and vent his anger.
Shen Changyi skillfully changed Xiao Shizi's diaper and wiped away the tears from her face.
He didn't know what the two children would look like when they grew up, but he hoped they would be more like Shanglu and be likable.
However, being too likable is not a good thing either.
Fortunately, I have the Suyuan Pill today, so Shang Lu doesn’t have to go to Jianfeng to practice sword anymore.
It was obvious that Shang Lu had only been to Jianfeng once, but he had already been harassed by his fellow disciples. What would he do if he went there every day?
He had no experience in dealing with such people. When he was in Jiuliu Mountain, the young masters, hunters and warriors from the city had also shown goodwill to Shang Lu, but Shang Lu didn't like talking to people at that time, and those young masters retreated after being scolded a few times.
But the disciples of Jianfeng are different. They are too enthusiastic and simple-minded, and they cannot be driven away even if they are scolded. What's more, Shang Lu rarely scolds people now. They will definitely think that Shang Lu is easy to talk to, and will keep pestering him.
Tomorrow he will train them more rigorously until they have no mind to think about anything else.
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After 81 days, Li Shanglu finally finished soaking. His whole body was soaked in the scent of those magical herbs and elixirs. Not only did they say they were medicinal herbs, but his whole body also smelled of them.
The cubs have grown a lot recently. Without anyone teaching them, they have started to learn to crawl on their own. When they are placed on the bed, they will rub against her arms little by little. However, they are not crawling very smoothly yet, and their movements are shaky, like little puppies.
As the brother crawled, he would look at his sister behind him, as if demonstrating how to crawl. If his sister stopped crawling in front of him, he would use his head to butt her butt. Li Shanglu could spend the whole day just watching the two of them crawling around on the bed. It was so funny.
"Shanglu, today is the last day." Shen Changyi prepared hot water for her, feeling a little nervous.
These days, Shang Lu's body has indeed been tempered to be no different from that of an ordinary cultivator, but he is still worried about what to do if Shang Lu still cannot withstand his spiritual energy.
Even if Shang Lu really absorbed the spiritual energy, this unorthodox way of rapidly advancing one's cultivation level still went against the laws of nature. Would he be punished by heaven?
"What are you daydreaming about again?" Li Shanglu walked past him, took off his clothes and immersed himself in the bathtub.
Shen Changyi came back to his senses and whispered, "Shanglu, if things hadn't gone so smoothly..."
"What?"
Li Shanglu looked up at him. Shen Changyi pursed his lips and said softly, "What if things don't go so smoothly and you can't withstand my spiritual energy?"
"Then let's think of another way." She said lightly, "My life hasn't been smooth sailing anyway. I won't die if I fail. What's so scary about thinking of another way?"
Shen Changyi was stunned for a moment, and a slight arc appeared on his lips, "Hmm."
He often thinks things are very complicated, but in Shanglu's world, there is no such thing as a dead end. If one road is blocked, just try another one. If one mountain cannot be climbed, just try another one.
This is how they walked through winding and difficult roads, climbed over rugged and towering mountains, and supported each other to reach where they are today.
After the last medicinal bath, the two sat on the couch, and Shen Changyi took her hand, interlocking their fingers.
As the spiritual energy flowed in, her body quickly became warm. Li Shanglu tried hard to adjust her breathing. Compared to last time, she could actually feel the flow of spiritual energy in her body more clearly this time.
But the spiritual energy was so strong that she couldn't help but lean into Shen Changyi's arms, trembling all over.
Shen Changyi freed one hand to gently hold the side of her face, his brows furrowed.
Hold on a little longer.
The spiritual energy continued to be infused throughout the night, and Li Shanglu fainted several times. When she woke up, she saw Shen Changyi sitting beside the couch, staring at her quietly, his eyes filled with ambiguous emotions.
"Do you want to continue?"
"nonsense……"
Because of my slowness, I can last longer than others.
She didn't realize that she had reached her limit, so she kept insisting on doing so.
When the sky in the east turned pale, Shen Changyi withdrew his hand and stopped giving her spiritual energy. "You have to transfer it in several times, otherwise you won't be able to bear it."
Li Shanglu was already exhausted and couldn't speak even if he wanted to continue. He could only collapse in his arms, gasping weakly.
"Have a sleep." Chen Changyi tucked up her wet hair, put her back on the couch and covered her with a quilt.
Suddenly, the cry of Little Orange was heard from the crib.
He turned back in a daze, his eyes suddenly cold, and he suddenly drew his sword from his waist.
There is an extremely strong smell of blood approaching, is it a demon cultivator?
He pushed open the door and was met with a fierce and ruthless sword move. Shen Changyi easily deflected the sword, but was met with a pair of dark eyes that were like those covered with cold mountain mist.
He was suddenly stunned.
It was a face... exactly like his.
Before he could figure it out, the figure of the demon cultivator disappeared in an instant. Shen Changyi frowned and released his spiritual sense to detect the other party's existence, but he could not detect anything. The only breaths in the entire Shutong Pavilion were him, Shang Lu and the children.
In an instant, he reacted.
The reason why he couldn't sense it was because it was his own soul.
The bloody smell was gone. Shen Changyi returned to the bed and confirmed that Li Shanglu and the children were fine. His heart finally settled down.
His soul owns his own body, so how could he still want to hurt him?
Shen Changyi had only seen such a strange spell in the ancient book given to him by Lord Duheng. It was an ancient puppet spell, and the person who cast the spell must have lived for at least seven hundred years.
He wanted to follow the trace of the soul, but he was worried that Li Shanglu and the child would be in danger.
There was such a strong smell of blood. The body of the puppet must have been filled with countless lives and flesh and blood. What was the purpose of the person who cast the curse behind it?
Also, the spirit sneaked into Shutong Pavilion and disappeared after just slashing him with a sword.
Is this a strategy to lure the tiger away from the mountain?
The more Shen Changyi thought about it, the more possible it seemed. The demon cultivators were extremely cunning and had to be guarded against. He must not leave Shanglu and the children for the next few days.
At the same time, at the foot of Mingzhu Mountain.
Qian Xu closed his eyes with lingering fear and raised his hand to touch his chest.
The people around him were eager to make a move, some even wanting to go up the mountain. His face suddenly darkened and he shouted angrily, "Who allowed you to come to Ming Zhou Sect without permission? If it weren't for me just now, you would have been wiped out!"
Fortunately, he discovered it in time, otherwise this puppet that he had spent his entire life on would have been killed by Shen Changyi before it could fully gain power.
Beside him, Xiao Huang, who had been keeping silent with his eyes down, raised his head and continued to stare stubbornly in the direction of Shutong Pavilion without saying a word.
Qian Xu almost couldn't breathe when he saw his appearance.
His reputation in this life will be ruined by this stupid puppet.
"What do you want to do?"
Qian Xu could only ask patiently. He didn't want to bring the puppet back to the Demon Palace and find that the puppet was gone when he turned around.
Hearing his words, Xiao Huang pursed his lips and pointed to the top of the mountain, "Change Xiaojue's diaper."
Qianxu: "?"
"My job," Xiao Huang pointed at himself and explained seriously, "is to change Xiaoju's diaper every day at the turn of the Yin and Mao periods."
This was one of the tasks Shanglu gave him, to help her take care of the little persimmon and the little orange, otherwise it would be very hard for her to do it alone.
Hearing this, Qianxu took a deep breath, patted his shoulder, and said perfunctorily, "I'll change it for Xiaojuzi. It's okay for me to change it for her, right?"
"No." Xiao Huang tapped his shoulder again, forcing him to take a step back. "You're ugly, you'll scare her to tears."
“…”
Qian Xu really wanted to draw his knife and chop Xiao Huang to death. He repeatedly told himself that this was the puppet he had worked so hard to create, and it was the only chance to get rid of Shen Changyi. The anger in his heart finally subsided.
He said earnestly, "Xiao Huang, don't worry. I will let you take care of Shang Lu and the children in the future. The most urgent thing is to make you stronger and get rid of Shen Changyi. Listen to me, I will help you. Don't you want Shang Lu and the two children to belong to you forever?"
Xiao Huang listened in a daze for a long time, then shook his head.
"I just want her to be safe."
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