Li Yi obviously didn't know that as soon as Fang Qing left the Lingxiao Ancient Site, he was sent back to Central China by Zhang Zhen. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the phone, Li Yi looked mysterious, and refused to tell Fang Qing anything urgent, only saying that it was a good thing, and then the two made an appointment to meet tomorrow, and Zheng Jun would also come at that time.

Hanging up the phone, Fang Qing couldn't cry or laugh.

I looked at the time, it was more than ten o'clock in the morning, and I didn't call the phone anymore and drove home directly.

"Young Master!"

"Young Master!"

Seeing Fang Qing come back, several female disciples greeted them respectfully, they were all female martial artists recruited by Yan Hong and Ling Qianyu, in addition to cultivation, they were also in charge of the affairs of the Qianyu Group.

"Qianyu is at home, right?" Fang Qing asked.

"Miss is practicing upstairs. ”

"Okay, you guys get busy. Fang Qing nodded, and then walked upstairs to the practice room.

Through the automatic glass door, you can see Ling Qianyu sitting cross-legged and cultivating, and he can faintly sense the fluctuation of his breath. Since Ling Qianyu came back from the Lingxiao Ancient Ruins, his internal strength has reached the brink of breakthrough, and he may advance to the peak of the Xuanyuan level at any time.

The peak of the Xuanyuan level is further up, and it is the Diyuan level.

The Diyuan level is a difficult level faced by many martial artists, and many people have been trapped at the peak of the Xuanyuan level for the rest of their lives and cannot break through, but once they enter the Diyuan level, what will be presented in front of the martial artists will be a new and powerful realm.

In the ancient martial arts world, only by stepping into the Diyuan level can one be called a master.

is also qualified to hit the king level or even the king level.

Fang Qing watched silently, didn't bother Ling Qianyu, turned around and entered his room.

After getting the Heavenly Dragon Recipe in the Hidden Dragon Palace, Fang Qing just looked at it briefly, and he didn't have time to study it in depth, he didn't understand why the dragon blood power in his body disdained it since the Heavenly Dragon Recipe needed the power of the dragon clan to cultivate.

Could it be that the power of dragon blood is not as good as the Heavenly Dragon Technique?

This set of cultivation techniques far surpasses the strongest mental method, but even Qin Tianhao, the god of war, can't comprehend!

Removing distracting thoughts, Fang Qing began to study the Heavenly Dragon Technique.

With his strange discernment ability, the Heavenly Dragon Technique was not very difficult for Fang Qing to understand. The whole set of methods has a total of nine layers, and it is not necessary to be at the Huang Yuan level to cultivate, but it is far more difficult to cultivate than ordinary ancient heart methods.

As Fang Qing studied deeply, he finally knew that this set of Heavenly Dragon Recipes was also called "Dragon Cultivation Technique" in ancient times, and it was a cultivation technique created by human warriors in order to obtain the power of the dragon clan in ancient times.

It can be seen from this that the potential and creativity of the ancient human warriors are very powerful.

Because the Heavenly Dragon Recipe borrowed from some of the Dragon Clan's cultivation methods, Qin Tianhao has been unable to decipher and comprehend the Dragon Script. Moreover, before cultivating the Heavenly Dragon Technique, the martial artist first needed to get the dragon power to strengthen his body, so Qin Tianhao couldn't cultivate, but Fang Qing could.

Because, Fang Qing himself had the power of dragon blood.

After studying so far, Fang Qing finally understood that the Heavenly Dragon Recipe was still a cultivation technique for the human race, not for the Dragon Clan, but since it was called the "Dragon Cultivation Technique", it was more or less related to the Dragon Clan.

"Anyway, since I have the conditions, let's treat it as a martial arts practice, how to say, this is also an ancient dragon cultivation technique that is much higher than the strongest heart method. ”

Fang Qing's eyes were resolute, and he had already made a decision in his heart.

The cultivation conditions of the Heavenly Dragon Jue are so harsh, it must be extremely powerful, of course, it must be cultivated.

He needs dragon blood power, he also needs martial arts power, and he needs all the power that can improve his strength and make him stronger!

Fang Qing's purpose is very clear-

Get stronger!

It's all about strengthening yourself and finding your father.

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In cultivation, time always flies quickly.

When Fang Qing opened his eyes again, the sky was already full of stars outside the window, and there were occasional insect chirpings in the flowers and grass.

"It's past two o'clock?"

Fang Qing glanced at the time, a little remorseful, blaming himself for being too obsessed with cultivation.

At this time, Ling Qianyu and the others probably rested.

Standing up, Fang Qing planned to take a shower and eat something to fill his stomach. Suddenly, he heard a "clang" sound downstairs, and he said to himself that it was so late, who would be downstairs, so he went downstairs along the stairs.

In the kitchen on the first floor, the lights were still on, and Ling Qianyu was trying to cook some millet porridge.

She tasted it herself, then frowned, obviously not satisfied with the taste, and poured it all out.

This is the first time that Miss Ling has gone to the kitchen, usually seeing that Yanhong is easy to make, she thought that she could do it well by learning the steps, who knew that after trying a few times, she couldn't even eat the things she made, so how could she be embarrassed to give it to Fang Qing.

Maybe he was too focused, Ling Qianyu didn't even notice that there was someone outside the kitchen door.

Holding his hands, Fang Qing leaned against the door frame, just quietly looking at Ling Qianyu's back, watching her busy, washing rice again, washing and cutting onions and garlic again, and flipping through the cooking teaching books that I bought from nowhere.

Finally, Ling Qianyu made a pot of fish fillet porridge that she was quite satisfied with.

After tasting it, a sweet smile appeared on her lips, and she hummed a song, not at all like the usually taciturn iceberg goddess. Ling Qianyu scooped up a bowl of fish fillet porridge and blew it lightly, but he hesitated how to send it to Fang Qing.

After thinking about it, she bit her lip and picked up the fish fillet porridge and walked upstairs.

Gently pushed open the door, the room was dark and dim, and Fang Qing, who came back secretly, didn't even turn on the light. Seeing that Fang Qing was "still cultivating", Ling Qianyu put the fish fillet porridge on the table.

Fang Qing's eyes secretly opened a slit, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He pretended to finish cultivating, then opened his eyes, pretended not to notice Ling Qianyu, stretched his waist, and said in a daze: "I'm a little tired, don't take a bath, let's go to bed first." ”

Ling Qianyu hurriedly spoke up, "After the practice, I told Yan Hong to cook some porridge, eat some and then rest." ”

"You haven't slept yet?"

Fang Qing, who pretended to be surprised, asked knowingly, got up and sat down at the table.

Ling Qianyu turned on the wall lamp to light up the soft light, and then watched expectantly as Fang Qing picked up the fish fillet porridge she had cooked herself.

As soon as Fang Qing took a few bites, Ling Qianyu asked anxiously, "How is it, the taste is okay?"

"Hmm...... It's too spicy!"

Fang Qing seemed to be a serious person.

Ling Qianyu's little face was stunned, and he blurted out: "How come, I didn't put chili peppers, how can it be spicy?"

"I don't believe you. ”

Fang Qing scooped up a spoonful and brought it to her mouth.

Ling Qianyu subconsciously opened her mouth, and when she tasted the fish fillet porridge without a trace of spiciness, she realized that something was wrong.

Fang Qing, this guy, is simply teasing her!

"Haha!" Fang Qing finally couldn't hold back.

Ling Qianyu's face sank, and he was immediately pulled into Fang Qing's arms, and said with a smile: "The craftsmanship is okay, but if you want to enter our house, it is not enough to be able to cook porridge." ”

Ling Qianyu struggled slightly, and then snuggled into Fang Qing's arms.

He rolled his eyes and said, "Then you can find someone who can cook, and I will be a maid for you." ”

Hearing this, Fang Qing pretended to think, "It's okay...... Let me think about it, who should I look for, this time I went to the ancient martial arts world, but I heard a lot of beauties, like me, a talented and invincible handsome guy, many girls should like it. ”

Ling Qianyu knew that he was joking, and snorted, "Whatever you want!"

Fang Qing put away his smile and lowered his head to take a deep breath of the intoxicating body fragrance on Ling Qianyu's body.

Said seriously: "Qianyu, are you really willing to talk to a man who only knows how to cultivate all day long and often runs around and is not at home? My father's life and death are uncertain, maybe he is trapped in the abyss forbidden land, or maybe in some ancient ruins, no matter where he is, I have to go to my father, even if he dies!"

Ling Qianyu pressed his cheek against Fang Qing's chest, closed his eyes and said quietly: "Qianyu is willing to live and die with you in this life, and never give up." ”

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