Chapter 10 Internal Qi is like blood

Author: Paper Raised Clouds

Chapter 10 Internal Qi is like blood

Every word and one pause contains the sound of metal and stone.

The rich water vapor around seemed to be stirred by the power of this sound, forming a visible sound wheel, large and small, constantly colliding, and the cold air came straight forward.

At this moment, even the three or five small fish swimming happily in the clear spring in the hall were alarmed and rushed down quickly, with clusters of water droplets throwing out from their tails.

Seeing this, the man with a golden crown on the jade bed snapped and closed the fan. The ivory pendant tied with a ribbon on the fan made a light roar, whistling and wisps of clanging, suppressing Zhou Qing's questioning.

Since the jade bed is a high-legged style, he sat on it with a big golden sword, and naturally looked down on it. He looked at Zhou Qing and spoke for the first time: "I am very brave."

The sound was not loud, and the sound was not loud. It was far less sharp than Zhou Qing's sound just now. It was heard in his ears, and it was heavy, and it felt unspeakable. It seemed that the disaster was coming at any time.

This is not a natural majesty, but a kind of "thunder, rain and dew" that is cultivated like an emperor, who is born and killed and seized all year round, thus raising "thunder, rain and dew are all the kindness of the king."

With the other party’s age and cultivation, you will never be able to do this. There is only one reason, and the power behind it is amazing.

Zhou Qing stood with his hands behind his back, and the pearl curtain raised behind him had fallen, filled with the rich water vapor in the hall, and reflected the pearl color, like a layer of white frost hanging, with the hues of autumn cold. Unlike the past forbearance and concession among the Zhou clan in Hengnan in the past, he seemed to be indifferent to the other party's power, straightforward and straightforward, saying: "We have never met each other, and there is no grudge or resentment, but you let your subordinates use magic tools to disrupt my mind and disturb my cultivation, and they are full of malice."

"Do you still expect me to be unable to hide and let you bully me?"

"Who do you think you are?"

Word by word, anger erupts.

Like a thunderbolt shocking the sky, like a tide surging from the lake, venting out, and wantonly vast ocean.

No matter who you are or what background you have, anyway, you are harmful to me, so I will fight back!

After Zhou Qing finished speaking, he felt unprecedented pleasure, as if he had vented the accumulated depressed energy.

At the same time, he sensed that the internal energy in his body became inexplicably restless.

Although the internal energy produced by practicing the "Dragon Transformation Picture" does not have the attributes like true energy, after practicing with the help of Lingquan, there is always a kind of cold and deep feeling. Now, an indescribable touch of bright red is penetrated up and down, like fire, blood, and a faint, a slight and intense rise.

“This feeling.”

Zhou Qing clenched his fists and was excited.

In the Bingliu Jingshu, he had a great meridian, but he did not see any signs of breaking through the marrow cleaning. He knew that he had no opportunity to understand. Later, he thought of the opening treasure map in the Taoist scripture of "The Yuanhuang Transformation of Dragons". He saw the appearance of the dragon, so he realized the opportunity to be promoted to the marrow cleaning.

Later, someone forced himself to interrupt his thinking, so he decided to give it a try, change his style, come to the door, and show his sharpness.

Now, when you look at the changes in the internal energy, it seems that the direction you have realized in the Taoist sutra in the Bingliu Jingshu is correct, and the opportunity to break through to the marrow cleaning is in your own hands.

Hearing these words, the man with golden crown changed his face. Before he could move, the woman on the jade bed suddenly stood up. She put her hand on her hips and pointed at Zhou Qing. The gauze on the hookah covered with her upper body was like a butterfly, trembling slightly, and there was no beauty, leaving only murderous intent, saying, "Zhou Qing, listen to me. My young master is a direct descendant of the Zhang family of Yunhuai, and is also the nephew of Qingyun lay Buddhist."

"I've eaten Xiong Xin and Leopard's courage. How dare I talk to Master Chong like this?"

"Zhang Chong."

Zhou Qing learned about the identity of the arrogant and arrogant man from the outside on the jade bed opposite him, and nodded secretly.

The Zhang family in Yunhuai is a thousand-year-old cultivation family, and is even better than the Zhou family in Hengnan. It is a veritable first family in this area. The arrogant and arrogant children of the Zhang family are very famous.

Such a direct descendant of Zhang's family is completely different from his uncle's family and looks arrogant.

In the past, or even before the meridians were completed, if you met such a real second generation, you might have to swallow your anger and comfort yourself, "It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge?"

Zhang Chong saw Zhou Qing lowering his head and didn't say anything for the time being. He thought that the other party knew he was afraid after learning his identity. He sat on the jade bed and opened the folding fan again. The fan was covered with mountains and rivers, and the beautiful heaven was perfect. He gently shook the folding fan, calmly speaking, and said, "Zhou Luoyun sent someone to ask me to greet you."

"I originally disdained to do something as an unknown man like you. But when you practice and leave the seclusion, you are free, just play tricks, make fun of you, and relieve boredom."

For Zhou Qing, the major obstacles that interfere with cultivation are just interested in fighting cocks and crickets, which is like a funny and boring to relieve boredom in the hearts of the direct children of the Yunhuai Zhang family.

Zhang Chong continued to shake the folding fan, and his handsome face appeared under the spring water not far away, a cat playing with a mouse. He said, "So, I still like your unruly when you first entered the door, don't be timid."

"continue."

"Hehe." When the beautiful woman Zijuan heard this, she sat down again, came to Zhang Chong, covered her mouth and chuckled. The young master was still a little humorous.

Zhou Qing stood in front of the door, looking at Zhang Chong, who was full of slutty faces, and the beautiful woman who was trembling with laughter, with the words just now echoing in her ears.

His expression and words all exuded a sense of disdain and loftyness.

For actively disturbing others' cultivation, they do not think that they are wrong and bullying others with their power, but think that it is just right.

It is tolerant, but who is tolerant?

His face became colder and colder, but his internal energy seemed to be wrapped in anger that was no longer suppressed. The original bright red spread rapidly, and the color of fire and blood was rendered, and it looked almost burning.

At a sudden glance, the bones were reflected in the red light, dyed with a layer of rouge, which looked like iron blocks about to enter the raging charcoal.

At this moment, Zhou Qing had confirmed that the opportunity he had thought of in Bingliu Jingshu's marrow washing was close to him. He looked at a man and a woman opposite, with a cold light flashing in his pupils and said, "The two clowns are singing and matching, which is very compatible."

Zhou Qing first stretched out a hand and pointed at the beautiful woman curled up on the jade bed, saying, "If you follow me, you won't end well in the future."

"As for you, Zhang Chong."

Zhou Qing looked at Zhang Chong, and said like a knife and a sword, saying, "He is just a man who is in the name of the Zhang family in Yunhuai, but in fact he is a playboy who only knows how to pretend to be a tiger, bully the weak and fears the strong."

"You are not enough to see the younger generation of the Zhang family in Yunhuai."

"Otherwise, why do you often stay in this Qingyun Garden?"

The real genius in the Zhang family of Yunhuai will provide careful guidance from the elders of the clan in their own tribe and regularly check the progress of their cultivation.

The best children, the aristocratic families usually have strict control over the territory.

Hearing such words, Zhang Chong's originally cynical smile was gone at all. His face turned pale and his face rarely had a ferocious look.

Zijuan, the maid next to Zhang Chong, jumped up, rolled up a gust of fragrant wind, and rushed towards Zhou Qing. A net-like black green appeared on her beautiful face.

She knew that the words just now stabbed the pain of her young master.

Among the younger generation in the Zhang clan of Yunhuai, Zhang Chong is the middle and upper class, and he is always a little worse than the best. However, his brother was not as good as him, but after breaking through the marrow washing, he attracted the power of immortal bones and showed his true super talent. He was outstanding in the clan and outstanding, and his upward momentum was scary.

Now that the family has fully supported his brother, Zhang Chong's status in the clan has declined.

He felt aggrieved, so he left his family and came to Qingyunyuan. When he saw his aunt who had always loved him, he adjusted his next cultivation idea while relaxing.

As a personal maid, Zijuan knew that the arrogant expressions of her young master in Hengnan Zhou were partly due to his personality, and the other part was to cover up the inferiority and pain that was not as good as her brother in his heart.

The thousand-slayed Zhou Qing in front of him sprinkled salt on his wound. He should pick up any pot without opening it. What kind of pot should he do?

"Take him well."

Zhang Chong sat on the jade bed, slapped hard, and made a loud noise, allowing Zijuan to let go of his hands and feet, and he would take care of it even if something happened.

The words from Zhou Luoyun were told that Zhou Qing had just been promoted from the internal training to the Tongzhi. Zijuan had long been able to complete the Tongzhi. Recently, she was practicing the marrow cleaning method and officially quenched the bones, and her strength was stable above Zhou Qing.

As long as Zijuan doesn't care about the identity of the other party's Zhou family, she will do her best and will definitely crush her.

"Zijuan."

Thinking of the personal maid who was rushing to teach her a lesson, Zhang Chong was even thinking about it. When he returned to the clan, he had to help Zijuan get a good elixir and ask her to mention her cultivation level again.

After all, Zijuan is a personal maid carefully selected for herself in her family, with outstanding qualifications and even surpassing the legitimate lineage of an ordinary small family. However, because she has distracted her energy from dealing with idle things, her cultivation has been slow recently.

Such an understanding person cannot be treated unfairly.

"Zhou Qing!"

Zijuan reached three feet in front of Zhou Qing and raised her right hand to give Zhou Qing the most humiliating big mouth.

Only in this way can one slightly relieve the anger of his young master.

As the moonlight entered the house, when it touched the smooth and jade-like ground, the cold light rustled like a mirror, reflecting the appearance of Zijuan. The beautiful woman raised her right hand high, her tall body gathered strength to pull the bow, and the hem of the phoenix-tail skirt she wore was tightly tied backwards, like a big crane dancing gracefully under the cold light.

In Zijuan's opinion, Zhou Qing on the other side must be afraid of his young master's identity, and he would be timid and passively beaten at the beginning.

I just accumulate strength, so it doesn’t matter if I slow down. What I need is to pull the bow and knock Zhou Qing to the ground with one blow!

Zijuan had a clear light in her eyes, and everything was in control.

She accompanied Zhang Chong that day and met Wang Daolin sent by Zhou Luoyun. As a personal maid, carefulness is essential, so she asked Wang Daolin for a detailed information about Zhou Qing they were going to deal with.

Zhou Qing is a smart person.

Smart people think more and worry more, and they will retreat when facing irresistible pressure.

As for the confrontation with his young master just now, it is likely that he will only get up for a moment and will be normal after calming down.

The country is easy to change, but the nature is difficult to change.

Zhou Qing's eyes touched Zijuan who was rushing towards him, and seemed to have read the other person's thoughts from her talking eyes.

“Back?”

Since I woke up, I have been retreating.
Chapter completed!