Chapter 229 Min Xin is the Master’s Wife!
This is her purpose.

She wants to proceed step by step.

Anything that seems impossible can be accomplished by taking the first step, then the second step, and the third step.
It will be just around the corner.

Until the master forced her head down and fed her candied haws.

"Stronger? Do you mean the smell? Do you want me to cut my flesh and bleed? But Yuan Xia, don't worry, even if it comes to that, Master won't suffer much loss."

Jiang He pondered Yuan Xia's words.

In front of the disciple, the benefits of physical training were once again revealed.

Now he has to face Min Xin's tyranny, and in the future he may have to bleed for Yuan Xia.

The body of an ordinary practitioner cannot withstand frequent torture.

"Ah, I don't know."

The black-haired girl was stunned. All she could think about was the candied haws. She didn't expect there was a way to bleed.

If you want to be serious.

According to her, the aura of Master's blood was just enough to satisfy her needs.

She slightly covered her eyes and whispered:
"But Yuan Xia thought that it might be more humiliating. Just like what Master did just now. Forcibly pinching it open."

"What are you talking about! Your teacher is not trying to humiliate you, but to improve your condition. Look, aren't there no more problems now?"

Feeling guilty, Jiang He hurriedly explained.

After all, the girl had always been polite yet distant to him, and secretly viewed him as a green-eyed wolf, always guarding against his contact with Min Xin.

Her appearance is neat and pure.

I played with her forcefully and watched her little face tear up with shame and anger.

Even if he didn't have the problem inherited from "Lao Jiang He", he would still feel a bit refreshed inside.

Of course, he felt more sympathy for his apprentice.

But mixing in this slight refreshing feeling is like a rat dropping in the porridge.

Not only did it sour the relationship, but it also made him feel ashamed.

"Yuan Xia knows that Master is doing this for Yuan Xia's own good." The girl was about to twist her fingers into a knot.

"and many more."

Jiang He suddenly discovered a blind spot and recalled it carefully.

Make sure you heard it right.

He asked half hesitantly:
"Why, is it more humiliating?"

That's it.

My disciple, besides being a masochist, could also be a humiliator?

But if you think about it, it seems reasonable.

These two hobbies are closely related.

“You should ask your master about this.”

The girl raised her eyes sadly and glanced at him gently.

He lowered his head again and said:
"The reason why Master was able to cure Yuan Xia's illness is because Master had left a deep impression on Yuan Xia in the past. At that time, Master loved to humiliate Yuan Xia the most, so if Master continued to humiliate Yuan Xia, the influence would be deepened."

"Uh, that's true."

Jiang He smiled awkwardly.

However, Yuan Xia really did answer every question from his master.

It's a submission engraved in my bones.
Although he was obviously afraid that he would do something out of line to her, he still explained the key points clearly.

Let him have no worries.

For a moment, Jiang He didn't have the heart to bully her.

But for Yuan Xia.
Jiang He sighed slightly and suddenly thought of something.

It's time to explain to Yuan Xia about Xiao An's matter.

I couldn't find a free place before, and I couldn't say this in front of Bai Minxin.

This girl's decisiveness is both an advantage and a disadvantage.

It's true that she won't let her emotions cloud her judgment.

But she would rather get hurt herself than see her senior sisters and junior sisters get hurt.

If she knew about Xiao An.

When he finds an opportunity that he thinks is safe, he will disregard his own safety to help his senior sister solve the problem.

He might even not want to affect himself, so he secretly went to find Xiao An alone.

But Xiao An is by no means an easy person to deal with, he is the protagonist.

Perhaps the opportunity Bai Minxin is looking for is indeed safe.

But the protagonist often defies fate and changes their destiny, just like Lin Chi who was hunted by Wuya Sect and escaped from countless almost impossible situations.

"Master?"

Jiang He's daze made the girl nervous.

She thought quickly and came up with this excuse.

However, she didn't lie about this.

But Master is wise and powerful, he wouldn’t be able to see through my mistakes, right?

"It's okay. I want to talk to you about Xiao An."

Jiang He recalled the details of the original text and explained:
"Yuanxia, ​​you must be careful of this person. I was in Qingmu City before. Yuanxia, ​​you also know that near Qingmu City is where the Zhuming Immortal Sect's Ascension Formation was set up. There are many Zhuming Immortal Sect classics left here."

"I accidentally learned a secret of Xuanying Immortal Sect, that is, the true essence of the sect's sacred sword has been lost, and Yuanxia, ​​you happen to be a congenital soul fetus. You are the best soul to sacrifice to the sword."

Not only for the sword sacrifice soul, but for anything in the world of cultivation that requires soul, Yuan Xia is the best choice, no doubt about it.

The black-haired girl's expression gradually became serious. She murmured to herself:

"Xiao An's sword looks like ordinary iron, and its spiritual aura is dull. But he can carry it on his back, and he loves it as if it were his life. This is definitely not ordinary. It turns out that he has lost his true essence."

Jiang He was originally worried that Xiao An's flattery would make this girl question his words.

Seeing this, I felt relieved.

"That's right. Moreover, this person is the chief of Xuanying Immortal Sect, and he is not an easy person to deal with. He will not attack you now, but will stay by your side until you are about to break through to the Nascent Soul stage, and your True Spirit will transform into a Nascent Soul, which is neither transformation nor incarnation."

Jiang He explained.

Yuan Xia's condition at this moment is most suitable for refining equipment.

Except during the period of transformation into an infant, at any other time, even if one dies, the true soul can escape from the world and be reborn.

The reincarnation of the innate soul is not the same as the cycle of reincarnation.

She is the true spirit transformed into a soul fetus, merging into one with the fetus that is about to be born.

To a certain extent, the innate soul fetus will never die.

"Yuan Xia understands, I will be careful next time. Don't worry, Master, even if you don't tell me, I won't have too much contact with him. Because, Master doesn't like it."

The girl nodded her chin and said seriously.

"Girl, why do you say such things? Master forbids you to find a Taoist partner, so you won't? Sometimes, you shouldn't take Master's thoughts too seriously."

Jiang He put away the talisman on the table.

The talisman ink has not been ground for long and has not yet solidified.

Exudes a light herbal scent.

But only one talisman was drawn.

Jiang He smiled bitterly and said that he came to learn talismans, so he should have been the one to teach. But in the end, it was Yuan Xia who did the talking, and he didn't learn much about the talismans.

……

Jiang He opened the wooden box, and underneath it was a thick layer of velvet.

Exuding cold air.

After fiddling with the velvet grass a few times, I found another layer of ice crystals underneath the velvet grass.

Velvet grass is an auxiliary material for the foundation-building pill, and ice crystals are treasures from the cold land of Xuanying.

Both are worth a lot of money.

What's more, the thousand-year-old winter flowers are preserved by both of them.

The Qianzaihanhua has eight small white petals, and if it reaches ten thousand years, it will have nine petals.

Jiang He has always been rude to his enemies.

Even though Xiao An dared to give it to him in front of Yuan Xia, generally speaking, there would be no problem.

But Jiang He still carefully used the Xuanhuang Pearl to examine it, and only after confirming that it was correct did he dare to put it into his mouth.

Yuan Xia is also there to protect him.

Only then began to refine it slowly.

"Fuck."

As soon as he swallowed it, Jiang He's expression changed.

Although this flower looks like a fragile little white flower, once swallowed, its medicinal power is like a cold knife, shaving every inch of flesh from top to bottom.

He almost rolled on the ground in pain, and it was difficult for him to maintain the Rebirth Technique.

Only then did I realize the courage of Lin Chi in the original text, who ate cold flowers as snacks.

"Master?"

Jiang Yuanxia extended her index finger and placed it lightly on Jiang He's wrist. She tilted her head slightly:

"Master's body is full of Qi and blood, and his Yang Qi is strong. It's no wonder that Hanhua is using extremely cold Qi to comb through his Qi and blood, which is painful."

"So, how do we solve this?"

Jiang He has always been afraid of pain, and replied with cold sweat on his face.

"This only requires dual cultivation, the harmony of yin and yang, and it is also extremely beneficial to Master's cultivation. Master has been practicing the method of strengthening the body for four years, and has never learned the internal skills to regulate the breath, nor has he practiced dual cultivation. It is easy to be urged. Master."

The black-haired girl blushed and explained in a low voice,

"However, now we have Yuan Xia, who can help Master solve his problems."

Jiang He's pupils dilated. This girl, would she want to practice dual cultivation with him?

But the pain made it difficult for him to respond in time. After a while, he finally squeezed out a sound from his throat:
"Master, I can still bear this little pain."

"It's okay, it's very simple. Yuan Xia learned a lot in the Shanfa Hall."

The black-haired girl patted the key points on his body and transferred her spiritual power into it.

Yuan Xia's spiritual power is also slightly cold, but the medicinal power of the cold flower is a sharp ice blade.

Yuan Xia’s spiritual power is the breeze under the moon.

Pulling the ice blade, organizing the Qi and blood in an orderly manner.

Although it still hurts, it is not as painful as before, causing the technique to get out of control.

Fortunately, I have another apprentice.
In the past, when he read novels, he saw the protagonists refining strange fire and strengthening their bodies. It was very painful, but the protagonists gritted their teeth and persevered.

I don't think it's a big deal. Even if it hurts, it will pass after a while.

But when the pain reaches a certain level, who would have the energy to control spiritual power and practice martial arts?

……

"My dear grandson, this is Grandpa's home. I heard that he has a little apprentice who is about your age. You can find a playmate in the future."

An old Taoist priest with white hair and beard was leading a chubby boy.

She explained to the boy with a smile.

The boy nodded in confusion: "Then can he accompany me to hit the crutches?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm a girl. I'm just like you in playing shuttlecock."

The old Taoist said unhappily that his grandson only thought about fighting all day long.

My character is totally unsuitable for drawing talismans.

Now it’s time to train your body.

However, friend He Dao is tall and strong, and seems to know some body-building techniques.

I wonder if I can ask him for some advice later.

"Girls? I don't want to play with girls. Otherwise, the little monkeys will laugh at me."

The boy scratched his head in disappointment.

"Humph, idiot. Later, either you will regret it or laugh at them."

The old Taoist felt very disappointed that his opponent had failed to achieve his goal, so he drooled.

Smooth your beard.

After getting ready, I went up to the door and knocked:

"Friend He, is Friend He here?"

The white-haired girl in the courtyard was secretly paying attention to her master's room.

The master said that he wanted to practice and asked the senior sister to protect him.

As a result, after half a day, I heard Master screaming inside.

She felt itchy inside, like a cat scratching its claws.

She really likes to hear her master's voice.

Every time I hear it, I can't help but shiver.

That was what she had dreamed of since long ago.

Countless nights, countless times, she dreamed of her master begging for mercy and wailing at her feet.

And now, after reconciling with Master.

The dream still exists, but the flavor has changed.

and.

Master is very afraid of pain. When I pinched his flesh in the past, his expression was rarely pitiful.

It's very pitiful.

"Hmm? Is Fellow Daoist He not here? We agreed to visit you tonight."

The old Taoist frowned.

He looked at fellow Taoist He and he did not seem like the kind of person who would break his promise.

"Ah, here it comes."

Bai Minxin pursed his lips and muttered quietly,

"What's going on today? Why do people keep coming?"

After pushing the door open.

The boy was so scared that he shrank behind the Taoist's legs and shouted:
"Grandpa, there is a monster! Is this the white-haired female ghost that grandpa mentioned?"

"Nonsense!"

The old Taoist was also shocked at first.

The reason is not the girl's hair, but her expression.

Although he was handsome, the coldness between his brows made it impossible for people to have any illusions about his appearance.

Only the intimidating power remains.

"Why don't you apologize to this sister!"

The Taoist priest slapped the boy on the head.

The boy shook his head stubbornly: "The teacher once said that mighty power cannot bend, and I won't!"

Bai Minxin blinked and said distressedly:
"Wow, this is so sad. I was misunderstood because of my hair color again today."

"what?"

The little boy poked his head out.

He didn't expect that the sister would cry directly?

So, isn't that too much?
"I'm sorry, sister. I shouldn't have said that. Hit me now!"

The little boy couldn't help feeling guilty. After hesitating for a while, he gritted his teeth and said.

The old Taoist was stunned.

He could naturally tell that the silver-haired girl was crying fake tears.

But he never expected that the girl's character did not match his appearance at all.

The old Taoist was well-versed in a wide range of arts, and he was particularly proud of his self-taught art of physiognomy.

From the arrogance and coldness in her expression, as well as the inexplicable feeling of being superior and looking down on all living beings.

He originally thought that the girl was born into an imperial family in the mortal world, and was a cold-blooded, vicious, and a person who enjoyed playing with human lives.

But I didn't expect that it was the playful nature of a girl.

Bai Minxin wiped away the non-existent tears:
"It's okay, sister is not sad now. Oh, by the way, I heard Master's wife talk about you. I was negligent. I will call Master's wife now."

Her mood suddenly improved.

She is cold and indifferent to ordinary people.

But this old man is different.

He is one of the few people who knows that he is Jiang He’s Taoist partner!
"Hey, wait."

Before the old Taoist could say anything, he saw the silver-haired girl leaving in a hurry.

He wondered to himself:
"What a strange person, calling Daoyou He's partner "Master's Wife", so she should be Daoyou He's disciple?"

I didn't wait long, and the silver-haired girl left for a moment.

Then a brown-haired girl came over with a faint smile.

Compared to the silver-haired girl just now, this brown-haired girl's face is not as stunning as hers.

But her facial features are equally outstanding, and her temperament is gentle and virtuous.

At first glance, he is a good Taoist partner who cares about his family.

Although there were some mistakes in the face-reading technique that the silver-haired girl asked him to learn by himself.

But this time, he was convinced that he didn't see the problem.

He smiled and said:

"It's been a while since we last met. Madam, you are still as charming as ever. It is a blessing for Mr. He to have such a virtuous wife like you."

These words touched the heart of the brown-haired girl.

She tried her best to suppress the corners of her lips that were curling up wildly, and said softly:

"My husband and I have been waiting for you for a long time. Oh, by the way, there are two good disciples here too."

(End of this chapter)