Chapter 580: The Merciless Emperor Descends to Earth to Experience the Tribulation and the Girl Who Wants to Blaspheme the Gods (35)
Lin Muqing walked up to him, staring at the flame in his hand, which she had snatched from the crater when she entered the volcano, and said slowly:
"I have learned all the fifth-grade elixirs."
"Then I'll teach you the sixth level." Zong Qingchuan was very happy that they had a common topic to talk about.
He taught her seriously and carefully, and it was undeniable that she liked Zong Qingchuan in terms of appearance, cultivation, and character.
She studied hard, thinking that she would be able to use it in the future.
But because her spiritual power was insufficient, the second step of the first furnace of the sixth-grade elixir failed.
Lin Muqing silently stopped what he was doing, although the atmosphere around him was calm.
But Zong Qingchuan felt panic for no reason, because it was him who caused the master's lack of spiritual power. He could not help but kiss her forehead, seeking a sense of security, and whispered: "Master, I still have a way, wait for me!"
"What can we do?" Lin Muqing could only see his back flashing by.
Half an hour later, he came back.
Zong Qingchuan had set up an array within an array, which was a spirit gathering array made of top-grade spirit stones. In an instant, Lin Muqing felt that spiritual energy was gathering in his body again. Although not as much as before, it was possible to refine sixth-grade pills. It was really a "good idea".
She failed once, but succeeded the second time. It turned out to be the Biling Pill, which could repair broken bones and tendons without much difficulty.
After practicing for three hours, Zong Qingchuan asked her to rest. He hugged her from behind, and his strong and broad shoulders enveloped her. She stopped what she was doing and let him hold her.
In my ears was the man's suppressed and low voice.
"Master, I'm sorry. I don't ask for your forgiveness, but I hope you're happy."
"I will do whatever you ask, just don't leave me before you go back."
"Yeah." Her voice was so soft that it was hard to hear, and it sounded like she accepted her fate and agreed.
The following days.
The two of them were refining elixirs and weapons during the day, and at night Zong Qingchuan's true nature would show up again. His desire was extremely strong, and it often took four hours for the desire to subside.
It's not limited to the bed, because there is a formation. He chooses a place in the retro house filled with the scent of sandalwood, and he can do it in a variety of ways every time.
Lin Muqing maintained his passion in bed, or in his words, coaxing her. He only coaxed her when he was happy, and the rest of the time he seemed to have regained his calm and rationality.
This caused Zong Qingchuan to like that thing more and more.
Gradually, he always wanted to stick to her even during the day. She pushed him away but then got close to him again. In the end, she calmly fiddled with the pill in her hand.
She didn't care how the man beside her was holding her from behind and playing with her passionately.
This situation lasted for two months. While Qingchuan was indulging in a good life, Lin Muqing learned how to draw talismans, but he did not teach her more. He only taught her the first and second level talismans, for fear that she would learn how to break out of the formation and escape.
"Master, do you want to go out for a walk?"
One day, while drinking tea in the yard, Zong Qingchuan seemed to be looking at her increasingly round face and her eyes as calm as water, and wanted to take her out to relax.
There was a hint of smile in her eyes, not of happiness, but of mockery, as if she had become accustomed to this kind of life.
"Can I still go out? Aren't you afraid that I'll run away?"
"I will hold on to my master and will not let you run away."
Even though Qingchuan knew it, it was absolutely impossible for him to stay here with him day and night. His master should have been flying in the sky, but he did this for his own selfish desires.
He is very mean and does not ask for forgiveness. He just wants to make up for it as much as possible. It has been two months. The master should go out for a walk.
Lin Muqing suddenly asked: "Where did you know this formation?"
Zong Qingchuan's expression changed slightly, and his gloomy expression became more and more difficult to discern. "Master, this is the only thing I cannot tell you."
Lin Muqing didn't ask any more questions, "You don't have to worry about your Lingtao Pavilion?"
"Don't worry about it. The time here is different from that in the world of immortal cultivation. I have already made arrangements. Now I just want to stay with my master."
That formation would only cause her to lose her spiritual power, but as long as she returned to the formation within a day, she would be fine.
Lin Muqing also wanted to go out and relax, so when Zong Qingchuan took her out, they walked side by side, but he held her left hand with his left hand and put his right hand over her right shoulder after her neck.
The force was very gentle, but the gesture was as if he wanted to hold her face in his arms.
"Master, how many times have you been to the mortal world?"
"The first time, when I first met you."
So their fate was determined at that time?
He took the initiative. It was the back of a woman with waist-length hair that caught his attention, so he took the initiative to approach her and ask if they could sit together...
"Shall we go to the temple?"
"Um."
Zong Qingchuan held her hand and walked up the hundred-step staircase step by step, his eyes always on her.
Lin Muqing walked up holding up the hem of her skirt.
Green mountains are close to each other, and green trees provide shade.
Zong Qingchuan childishly tied a red rope and hung it on the marriage tree. During this time, he held her hand tightly and kept his eyes on her.
"Master, there is a "Qing" character in both our names." He recalled the joy he felt when he wrote the two names together. Even if he had forced it, he was happy.
"I just don't know whether it is a bad fate or destiny." Lin Muqing said meaningfully, looking up at the silky red ribbons with a dazed look.
"It's fate!" Zong Qingchuan covered her lips, wanting her to take back what she said, and kissed her tenderly and delicately under the marriage tree.
While kissing her, he quietly waited for her response. Every time, as long as the kiss lasted long enough, the master would get lost in it and then respond to him.
The temple was quiet and deserted during the early morning cleaning.
It seemed as if they were the only two left in the world.
Zong Qingchuan got her response as he wished.
"Let's go back." He picked up the girl who had closed her eyes and didn't want to face him.
"Zong Qingchuan, has anyone ever told you that you are stubborn?"
"No, I am cruel, cold, and heartless. It turns out that only my master can see my true side."
The master must have loved him very much.
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