Su Qinwu lost all her strength. As soon as Chongyuan's hand relaxed, she slid down softly.

Chongyuan didn't expect to make her so tired, so he quickly reached out to grab her and pressed her back in his arms, kissed her forehead: "Can you still persist?"

Su Qinwu's expression was pitiful: "Woo..."

This sentence inexplicably pleased Chongyuan. Chongyuan laughed softly, and his expression was particularly doting: "Shuang (shuang) will be better immediately."

Su Qinwu lay in his arms and hummed: "I don't believe you."

Chongyuan continued to lure and coax: "All divine breaths in Shuang (shuang) cultivation (xiu) will be absorbed, you don't have to go into seclusion anymore."

Su Qinwu pondered: "Yeah..."

Chongyuan used his trump card: "After practicing double (shuang) and practicing (xiu), your soul and body can be completely integrated to reach the realm of a god."

Oh no, this is a feeling of heart.

Su Qinwu's mind moved and Chongyuan knew it.

So, Su Qinwu was pulled into the world of double cultivation by him.

The essence of double cultivation is cultivation, which is just changing one person's cultivation into two people's way of practicing. It should not be as miserable as before.

However, from the beginning, Chongyuan found that she was very wrong.

Chongyuan is not even a human being when he practices!

If she was practicing by herself, the spiritual energy flowing in her meridians was like a trickle of spring water, and the spiritual energy flowing when she was practicing with her was like a waterfall suddenly jumping down from a hundred-foot cliff.

The ups and downs were surging, and the roaring waves came in her body with the power of thousands of horses, completely forcing her meridians to the limit.

Su Qinwu's body trembled slightly, and her beautiful face was almost twisted.

She finally understood why he said that after double cultivation (shuang) practice (xiu), she would not have to go into seclusion anymore. This simply put all her practice of retreating for a hundred years into a double cultivation (shuang) practice (xiu).

Too cruel!

Too cruel!

All she could do was sigh in her heart: The Supreme God is the Supreme God, and his divine power was too surging!

The abundant energy in the Jiulu Jiulou Liquid Pool rose with the misty water vapor, covering the two of them like mist. For a moment, the bathhouse looked like a beautiful fairy mirror.

The sun sets every day, the moon rises and the moon disappears. This time, the double practice (shuang) practices for seven cycles.

During these seven cycles, Su Qinwu gradually adapted to her cultivation.

As Chongyuan expected, after the end of the double cultivation, her body and soul reached the realm of gods in the continuous washing of the divine breath, and the body and soul were completely merged.

In addition, she didn't need to go into seclusion and refine his divine breath.

All the divine breath in Chongyuan was completely absorbed, and the energy of the Nine Dew and Nine Lotus Slurry was also absorbed. Su Qinwu's cultivation level rose again and again, directly increasing to the six-star demigod, which was equivalent to the three hundred years of cultivation of the demigod in the holy realm.

Su Qinwu: "!!!"

Suddenly I wanted to do it again!

Chongyuan heard her heart's voice and immediately looked over.

Su Qinwu put away her thoughts in one second: "Zhongyuan, I'll go to bed first."

Chongyuan pinched her cheek with a smile, and suddenly asked, "Do you want to play with Lan Zeyi?"

Su Qinwu suddenly raised her eyebrows and said, "Play?"

Chongyuan asked replies without answering: "I wonder if I can see Lan Zeyi in the Divine Realm in the future?"

Su Qinwu was puzzled for a moment: "Can you?"

Chongyuan nodded: "As long as you want."

Su Qinwu said without hesitation: "I want to!"

She was suppressed too much by him.

If his spirits have reached the divine realm, and he dares to suppress her in the future, she will suppress his spirits—

Among so many spiritual bodies, Lan Zeyi should be the one who suppresses it... right?

She should be able to suppress him, right?

When Su Qinwu was thinking this way, Chongyuan lowered his head and kissed her eyebrows: "I'll go to seclusion, and the spirit will wake up later..." He paused slightly, "You can do anything to my spirit."

Su Qinwu blurted out: "Then I can just use a whip?"

Chongyuan was not angry at all: "As long as you can do it."

Chongyuan entered his cultivation space to retreat. Su Qinwu lay on the cloud bed and slept comfortably. When she woke up, she stretched and felt her whole body comfortable.

Before Chongyuan left, he refilled the spiritual energy of Xiaoshi Space. Now the spiritual energy of Xiaoshi Space is comparable to the holy realm, and the flowers and plants outside have also returned to their original prosperity.

Su Qinwu stood in front of Henggong Gate. It was setting sun, and the brilliance of the sunset fell in the garden of Xiaoshi Space, dyeing all the flowers and plants a layer of gold.

Thinking of Chongyuan's words before he was in seclusion, Su Qinwu raised her eyebrows and looked at the marijuana tree in Lan Zeyi's body, and happened to see Lan Zeyi transforming.

Su Qinwu ran over and happened to meet Lan Zeyi, who had turned into a human form, and heard the look of the respect.

He looked at her, and his eyes were so clean that they were a little confused: "Qinwu, why are you here? Where is this?"

His voice was as bright and clear as ever, as if the early spring breeze blows through the clear mountain spring, carrying a kind of innocence that is untainted by dust.

This time it’s not Lan Zeyi’s version of Chongyuan!

It’s the real Lan Zeyi!

Su Qinwu hugged him excitedly: "It's so nice that you woke up!"

Lan Zeyi's body stiffened for a moment, and a white jade-like face slowly turned red: "Cough, Qinwu..."

When Su Qinwu hugged him, she immediately realized that she had crossed the line.

It's all because of Chongyuan. During that time, he was seriously injured, he was holding this face every day. She was used to being close to this face and couldn't control the distance for a while.

In Lan Zeyi's memory, she and him have not yet reached this level.

Su Qinwu let go of her hand embarrassedly: "You have been sleeping for a hundred years and finally woke up. I'm a little too excited."

A surprise appeared in Lan Zeyi's eyes: "Is it actually a hundred years?"

The time he and she studied at the Fifth Domain Little Sword Tower Academy seems to be the same as yesterday in memory... When he looked at her face, she was still as young as ever, but her temperament was different.

In my memory, she is bright and ostentatious and has clear edges and corners, dazzling and clean and moving.

Now she still has a bright smile, her flamboyant and angular edges are restrained, her eyebrows are filled with indescribable dignity, and her body is projected with a kind of beauty that is untainted by the mortal world, like a god coming from the sky.

The momentum around her was as powerful as a god.

But for some reason, when he saw her like a god, what emerged in his heart was not fear, but wanted to embrace her in his arms and integrate her blood.
Chapter completed!