Chapter Seventy-Nine: Peeping Under the Moon?

Seeing his helpless appearance, Yu Lao couldn't stand it anymore, and said, "Old guy, hurry up and take it out, with his current strength, even if he knows where there is a dragon tendon, he will never be able to get it." ”

The old man shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, "Okay, I do have another one here, since I met you, I will give it to you"

Qingji was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly thanked him, only to see the old man rummaging in his sleeve for a long time, and finally took out something like a rattan, and at the same time, an extremely strong pressure exploded in his mind.

Poof, Qingji's eyes were closed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out violently, his face instantly turned pale, and his facial features were twisted together in pain, as if he was experiencing inhuman pain.

The old man frowned and glared at the old man.

"Don't stare at me like that, you know the coercion of the dragon, if he can't bear it, this martial art is useless to him, once he resists the dragon power, the level of this martial art will also rise to the holy level, and the difference between before and after can be imagined. Besides, if he goes to the Ten Thousand Demon Realm in the future, it will also have an unexpected effect, and I don't think I need to say much about the stakes involved."

"Okay, my mission is complete, it's time to leave" Although the old man was just an afterimage, he could still see the situation outside through his divine sense, he looked at the world with some reluctance, and his tone was indescribably gloomy.

In this regard, the old man could only nod helplessly, he knew that the old man was just a spiritual residue, and it was not easy to hold on for so long.

"You will transfer this dragon tendon to him, I hope he will not insult my name as a dragon venerable, haha"

The voice slowly fell, and the old man disappeared with it, leaving only a lonely and gloomy back for the old man.

As the days passed, Qingscar's painful expression faded, replaced by a kind of numbness, mixed with a hint of confusion.

In this regard, the imperial elder was also tried to help him, and at this time everything could only be relied on himself.

After another two days, the momentum of Qingji continued to strengthen, and the corpses of various insects were already piled up around him, and at this time, his hair was scattered, and his face was covered with stubble, as if he had matured a lot overnight.

"Who" Suddenly he opened his eyes suddenly, and a fine light flashed in his eyes, and he stabbed a finger in the back, only to see a fierce tiger at his finger crash to the ground, with a finger-wide hole in its forehead, killing him with one blow.

"You're finally awake"

"Elder Yu, what's going on, Venerable Turning Dragon, hey, how do I seem to know his name" Qingji held his head in his hands, as if something was going to burst his mind.

"It's not surprising that the dragon tendon has followed that old guy all his life, and some of his deeds will be recorded."

"What about the others?"

Yu Lao's eyes glanced blankly, and then he said, "Gone where he should go."

Seeing that he still wanted to ask something, the old man waved his hand and said, "Let's study the Dragon Transformation Sword Technique, this is the old guy's proudest martial art, the power is not bad, and these are the four Melting Pills, you can find time to divide it" After speaking, there was no more sound.

Putting the pill into the medicine bottle, Qingji tidied up his clothes and face, closed his eyes again, and carefully sensed the thin but infinitely coercive dragon tendon in his mind.

He studied for a long time, trying to touch it, but found that with his current body, he couldn't withstand the huge pressure at all, although he had resisted Long Wei, but it didn't mean that he could touch the supreme Long Wei, at least with his current strength.

"Hey" sighed helplessly, he could only study the sword technique first, as for how to add Long Wei to it, that could only be thought about later.

"Hey, this is" Qingji frowned slightly, opened his eyes and slowly stood up, "This is the power of the Soul Realm, did I break through?" He held his palm weakly, feeling the rushing power in his body, and couldn't help but let him look up to the sky and roar.

After laughing wildly for a while, he gradually calmed down, there was still a long way to go, and he knew how insignificant he was in this battlefield with his current strength.

"What a smell, vomit" Suddenly a peculiar smell came, he sniffed lightly, he had been obsessed with cultivation these days, and that strange smell was emitted from his own body.

"Let's go wash first"

Night falls, and deep in the woods there is a clear lake. The moonlight is reflected on the surface of the lake, sparkling, the scenery is pleasant, Qingji jumps into the lake, swims in it like a fish, and throws away the tiredness of these days, indescribably refreshing.

He slowly swam towards the depths of the lake, and felt that this lake was not an ordinary lake, but there was a thick vitality swimming in it, even if he didn't need to deliberately absorb it, the vitality would penetrate into his body through his mouth and nose.

This lake is somewhat similar to the Bone Forging Pool in Vientiane Academy, but it is not as violent as the Yuan Qi in the Bone Forging Pool, and the Yuan Qi here is more gentle, which is very suitable for refining and absorption.

Just as his thoughts were wandering, he vaguely saw a shadow standing on the shore, and the shadow slowly faded off her clothes, leaving only the most intimate parts of the clothes, and in the moonlight, Qingji could clearly see her smooth and delicate body.

When he was stunned, with the sound of the lake stirring, her whole body entered the water, and the clear mark was at her feet.

Qingji covered his mouth with his hands, trying not to make a sound, and his body carefully swam towards the shore at the bottom of the lake.

"What people"

Just as he was about to swim ashore, a beautiful sound mixed with panic came, which frightened him into not moving.

The girl searched everywhere, but never found a figure, just when she thought she had heard wrong, Qingji could no longer hold back, he swept out of the water, gasping for breath, looking at her nervously, his eyes involuntarily moved down, and swallowed his saliva with difficulty.

"Ahh

Qingji scratched his head a little embarrassed, and arched his hand, "If the girl is okay, then I'll go back first."

"You pervert, you dare to peep at this girl bathing, I'm going to kill you" may be annoyed and angry, the girl took out a silver-white long sword in shame, and stabbed it without saying a word.

Qingji dodged a blow, and said helplessly, "Girl, I came here first, you can't blame me, you don't even ask if anyone is undressing and bathing, I really can't help it."

But now how could the girl listen to it, she brandished her sword and slashed at Qingji, there was no way to find it, coupled with Qingji's Feihong stepping on the snow, the girl was stunned that she didn't hit a sword, and she stomped her foot in anger.

Qingji seized the opportunity, and in a flash, he rushed towards the woods on the side, at this time he still ran away as the best policy, although this matter was not his fault, but anyway, he was not right to see it, and he had nothing to say about it.