[Chapter two hundred and ninety-eight]
Facing Song Yan’s sudden change of face, Qin Nongyu was obviously caught off guard, and a look of sadness flashed on his face: “Husband, my concubine has deep affection for you, and I have never mixed any false feelings.”
Song Yan was stunned for a moment, staring at Qin Nongyu, as if to distinguish the truth of her words.
After a long while, he retracted his eyes strangely, Qin Nongyu’s expression was sincere, especially the affection and sadness in those eyes, but there was no lie.
“Your changes are too great for me to adapt. After all, we were still enemies just a moment ago.”
Hearing this, Qin Nongyu couldn’t help but smile with relief: “Husband, it’s all because Yu’er didn’t explain it to you clearly, Yu’er did treat you as an enemy before, and wished to kill him quickly, but now, Yu’er has only you in his heart, even if you let Yu’er Er die, Yuer won’t frown.”
“Why?” Song Yan asked in confusion.
Qin Nongyu continued: “Because of Yu’er’s cultivation technique, I am cultivating the method of confusion. Although this method is powerful, it has a fatal flaw. If Yu’er uses the method of confusion with all her strength, but cannot confuse the opponent, then You will be attacked, so your body and mind will only be loyal to the person who is being cast, and you will never betray you. Before, Yu’er thought that her husband’s tricks of confusion were stronger than Yu’er, and she should know the taboos of the tricks, so she didn’t explain it to her husband.”
“How could there be such a practice?” Song Yan was stunned for a moment, feeling very surprised.
“Husband, this is Yu’er’s practice, you can take a look.”
While speaking, Qin Nongyu took out an animal skin scroll from his arms.
Song Yan took it and browsed through it quickly, and found that this kind of taboo is indeed recorded in this exercise called “The Charm of Hurts”.
“It turns out that this is the case, but I misunderstood Yu’er!”
Song Yan returned the Charm of Mountains and Seas to Qin Nongyu, came to sit beside her, and gently embraced her waist.
“It’s okay, Yu’er won’t blame her husband.” Qin Nongyu put her cheek on Song Yan’s chest, judo.
Hearing Qin Nongyu’s words, Song Yan seemed strange. After all, Qin Nongyu’s change was due to the backlash of his practice, and he didn’t know if it could be considered as capturing her heart.
Suddenly, he moved in his heart and asked, “Yu’er, is there any way to resolve your backlash?”
“Maybe, but Yu’er doesn’t know what to do. Does your husband think that Yu’er is not good now? Do you want Yu’er to return to her previous state?” At this point, Qin Nongyu’s tone was filled with panic. with fear.
“Of course not, I like the well-behaved Yu’er the most.” Song Yan chuckled lightly.
“Husband, today is our big day, don’t you want to…!”
Having said that, Qin Nongyu was already shy, and her eyes like autumn water showed a bit of confusion and anticipation.
The flame, which was finally suppressed, was provoked by Qin Nongyu again, so he reached out and held up Qin Nongyu’s flawless cheek that turned all living beings upside down, and his eyes were slightly obsessed: “Yu’er, you are so beautiful.”
As soon as the voice fell, Song Yan lowered his head and kissed him.
Qin Nongyu’s lips were soft, moist, and had a faint fragrance.
Song Yan kissed very seriously and tenderly, as if he was tasting some unparalleled delicacy.
“Well! Husband… Yu’er loves you!”
But when he heard Qin Nongyu’s cry, Song Yan felt an inexplicable sense of conquest.
“Hey!”
The clothes on Qin Nongyu’s body shattered in response, turning into fluttering pieces of cloth and fluttering around.
Seeing the snow-white and reddish but flawless body in front of him, Song Yan quickly removed his clothes, and then bullied himself and pressed him down.
suddenly.
Qin Nongyu, who was almost completely lost, pressed his jade hand against Song Yan’s chest, and said shyly, “Husband, this is the first time for a concubine, please have pity!”
“what?”
I don’t know how long it took, Qin Nongyu suddenly let out a high-pitched scream, and then Song Yan felt a clear current pouring into his body from the joint.
“This is……?”
Song Yan was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the clear stream that rushed into his body was actually a very pure energy.
As soon as his mind moved, he sank his mind into the bottom of his heart and began to guide this clear stream to run in the meridians.
After a week, this clear stream has turned into his own true essence and fell into his dantian.
“boom!”
His cultivation base had already reached the peak of the seventh level of the innate, and he was only one step away from entering the eighth level of the innate. With the emergence of the energy transformed by this clear stream, his true essence suddenly changed and began to transform…
Song Yan knew that this was the breakthrough of the real essence in his body, so he hurriedly threw himself into the body wholeheartedly, waiting for the real essence in his dantian to complete the final transformation.
finally.
The transformation of the true essence was completed, and under the nourishment of the true essence, the area of the dantian had more than doubled.
“it’s time!”
Song Yan snorted secretly, and then manipulated the real essence to start rushing into the body.
“Puff puff puff!”
The power of the True Yuan integrated into the clear stream was beyond Song Yan’s imagination, as if it was like a broken bamboo.
As soon as the acupuncture points were opened, the true essence movement was no longer hindered, and soon a new Zhoutian route was formed in his body.
The moment when Zhenyuan returned to his dantian after running a circle, it meant that Song Yan had officially entered the eighth level of the innate.
Taking his mind back, his eyes fell on Qin Nongyu, and he found that the other side’s beautiful eyes were looking at him worriedly.
“Husband, are you alright?”
“It’s all right!” Suddenly, Song Yan’s heart moved, and he turned on the magical power of perspective, only to find that the energy in Qin Nongyu’s Tanzhong acupoint had completely disappeared. Now, he was almost certain that what had just poured into his body was the skill that Qin Nongyu had cultivated for many years.
For a while, he felt a little guilty: “Yu’er, I’m sorry, your skill…!”
Qin Nongyu stretched out a finger and gently pressed his lips, and said softly: “Husband, don’t feel guilty, Yu’er has long known that such a situation would happen.”
“Good Yu’er, don’t worry, my husband will definitely help you restore your skill!” Song Yan said in a serious tone, Qin Nongyu’s loss of skill might not be a good thing, it just so happened that he could teach her the cultivation method of going to Dantian.
