12dz Chapter 271 Lonely
Chapter 271 Lonely
I'm currently reading Chapter 270, "The Lonely One," and I'm completely engrossed in it.
Yang Silang was engrossed in watching.
Judging from its current appearance, the Xuan You Ning Lu is not yet ripe. It is said that when it is ripe, it will be golden in color.
Not all nine-tailed foxes can awaken this supernatural power; only those with superior talent, cultivation, and innate qualities can possess it.
Hu Jiaoniang was such a genius.
At this moment, Yang Silang felt he had gained a little benefit from the slight leakage of the immature Xuan You Ning Lu.
However, he still had some doubts.
Can this thing really make an ordinary person achieve immortality?
He was very skeptical.
Seeing that Hu Jiaoniang had entered a meditative state during her cultivation.
He thought to himself, "This empress really trusts me."
Seeing her so focused and absorbed in her practice, Yang Silang also sat cross-legged and began practicing the Turtle Breathing Technique.
The reason is simple: the Turtle Breathing Technique is quiet and doesn't make any noise, so it won't disturb this big shot.
As for going out?
Yang Silang looked at the defensive formation set up by Hu Jiaoniang in the room. It was a milky white light shield with runes moving on it.
He felt it was better not to try it.
in this way.
Silent all night.
The next morning.
As the moonlight fades and the first rays of dawn rise.
Hu Jiaoniang swallowed the inner elixir, slowly finished her practice, and at the same time waved her hand to dispel the barrier array set up in the room.
Only then did she look at the ground.
I don't know if this man was truly drunk or faking it last night.
If you say he was drunk, he actually managed to turn over and get out of bed by himself.
If he wasn't drunk, he was snoring so loudly that she had no choice but to give him a hangover pill.
"Hmph, am I that scary?" Hu Jiaoniang felt a little uncomfortable.
Even when drunk, he instinctively flips himself out of bed.
She frowned and looked at the man.
Yang Silang appeared to be half-asleep, breathing slowly and deeply. The smell of alcohol had dissipated from his body, and his true energy flowed from his dantian, through Yongquan and Zusanli acupoints, up to Baihui acupoint, and finally settled in Shenque acupoint on his chest.
He propped his head up with one hand, lying on his side, and somehow managed to evoke the image of an old tortoise resting peacefully, slumbering through the ages.
The body's Qi and blood are drawn in, and the true Qi throughout the body is as faint as a thread.
"This technique is quite interesting." Hu Jiaoniang naturally had very high standards.
She got out of bed, barefoot, and pointed at Yang Silang.
call……
A fierce wind swept by.
Although his martial arts skills were not as good as his Taoist arts, he still displayed a superb leg technique.
Yang Silang moved like a startled tortoise, supporting himself with his hands without moving his head, but exerting force with his elbows, waist, hips, legs, and even his toes touching the ground, and his true energy suddenly burst forth.
In an instant, he went from extreme stillness to extreme movement, his blood and qi surged out, and his body posture remained unchanged as he moved several feet backward.
He opened his eyes, flipped himself up with a somersault, and complained.
"Your Majesty, you can't do that."
"Greeting with their toes first thing in the morning."
Hu Jiaoniang scoffed, glanced at him sideways, her eyes sparkling.
"If you continue calling me 'Your Majesty,' you'll get a few more kicks from me..."
Seeing her charming posture, Yang Silang took a slender foot and headed straight for her face.
That foot was as tender as cream and as white as jade; any more would make it look fat, any less would make it look thin. The color was just right, the lines were graceful, and you could clearly see the blue veins under the skin. The five fingers were dotted with bright red cardamom, making it very beautiful.
Although Yang Silang was not a foot man.
But I couldn't help it; my heart was filled with excitement, and a wave of heat rose from my abdomen. Plus, it was morning, so I inevitably had some reactions.
He used his speed to leap across the grass and dashed out of the house in the blink of an eye.
"My wife, let's settle this another time."
"I have other matters to attend to, so I must go now..."
In the blink of an eye, only Hu Jiaoniang was left in the room.
Thinking of Yang Silang's appearance just now, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Hu Jiaoniang has extremely high standards for judging people. Once someone is captivated by her innate supernatural powers at a glance, she will no longer give them a second glance.
But if she accepts you, she will be very tolerant of your various lapses in behavior.
"snort……"
Hu Jiaoniang narrowed her eyes, thinking that if Mo Xinlian came again and found an angry master's wife in the room, she would be even happier.
"She Nu..."
She called out softly, transmitting her voice through her soul.
"Prepare breakfast for me."
"Well, then we don't need to prepare the coward's share..."
In the kitchen, She Nu trembled violently upon hearing this.
Master has suffered, Master has been through so much.
This shaman has arrived, and the old man can't even get a meal.
She felt sorry for the old man, but her body reacted immediately, conjuring up three heads and six arms to prepare eight or ten dishes.
The person inside is a demon immortal, a top figure among the demon race. If he could give me some pointers after I've had a good meal, that would be wonderful.
But She Nu didn't know.
In the palace, Hu Jiaoniang ate from a special kitchen, the same as Emperor Yongchang, and the food there was beyond description as mere delicacies.
It must be a precious material, and it must also be excellent in color, aroma, taste and spirit to be worthy of being served.
She wanted to win over the other person's appetite with her culinary skills, but that was no less difficult than cultivating herself into a demon immortal.
Meanwhile, Yang Silang dodged several feet away, and the golden light of his inner power circulated, eliminating the abnormal state of his body.
He went out of the bedroom and saw that it was only slightly bright outside; the sun had not yet risen.
Even if you go out to seek refuge, you'll have nowhere to go.
Yang Silang turned around and went to the study next to the main hall.
There was also a chaise lounge in the study, for the owner to rest on temporarily; it was about the length and width of a person.
Earlier in that bedroom, he was afraid that he might do something wrong and disturb Hu Jiaoniang who was practicing her cultivation.
Now that I have my own room, I can finally relax and catch up on my sleep.
I slept until the sun was high in the sky.
Yang Silang woke up and straightened his clothes.
That's not right.
In the past, She Nu would have brought breakfast in long ago.
"She Nu?" he transmitted his voice through his soul.
Soon, She Nu appeared, entered the house, kowtowed, and apologized.
"Master, Madam instructed that you addressed her incorrectly this morning."
"You're being punished by not having breakfast today."
Yang Silang laughed in exasperation. So this is how you address someone as "Grandma"?
Spineless!
"Have you forgotten whose man you are?" he shouted.
She Nu raised her head and said earnestly.
"I am the master's person."
"The master is the mistress's man."
"So, I belong to Grandma."
"So I must obey my grandmother's orders."
"If you have any objections, sir, you'll have to get past Grandma first..."
Yang Silang was speechless.
What a rascal She Nu! She's actually a logical genius!
If I could beat her, would I be wasting my breath here arguing with you?
The two stared at each other for a while.
Helpless, Yang Silang waved for She Nu to get lost.
Humph.
If I can't eat at home, I can always eat out, right?
He went to the stable to call Daqing to set off.
Daqing lay still, shaking his head.
"Master...Madam said..."
"Go to hell..." Yang Silang turned and left.
At this moment, a small head popped out from the Flying Thunder Stone at his waist.
Shi Xuangu spoke in a serious, old-fashioned manner.
"Nephew, it's not that your aunt is criticizing you."
"You're already twenty this year, you're not young anymore."
"Even Da Niu has set a wedding date and gotten married. He and Xiong Shan are now related by marriage, and he's become his cousin's husband."
"It's time for you to produce offspring for my Yang family..."
"How can I be separated from my wife..."
Enraged, Yang Silang threw the Flying Thunder Stone behind him.
With a thud.
Shi Xuangu fell into her little nest of stones and rolled around a few times before stopping.
Yang Silang returned to his study, slapped his forehead, and laughed triumphantly.
"You think you can let me starve?"
His compartments still held quite a few steaming hot meals.
It was just a casual thought at the time, but today it has solved my immediate problem.
After he had a delicious meal.
Wang Daniu pushed the door open and came in.
"Fourth Brother..."
Yang Silang looked on warily.
"Are you here to preach too?"
Wang Daniu waved his hand, a forced smile on his face.
"Hey... I don't care what you and your sister-in-law do in the bedroom."
Yang Silang felt a chill in his heart.
Well, yet another one has betrayed us.
"What do you want?" Yang Silang looked at Wang Daniu with displeasure and his tone became unfriendly.
I especially recall what Shi Xuangu once said.
Wang Daniu is about to get married.
He married Liu the widow's cousin.
Widow Liu herself was only good-looking enough to be described as a hero.
According to Wang Daniu, this hero's cousin was very beautiful and charming, a delicate and graceful young lady.
After all, she was her cousin, not her biological sister, and didn't look like Widow Liu.
Moreover, this cousin also had a large, fertile buttocks, which made her very popular with the Queen Mother.
When Yang Silang thought that Wang Daniu was also about to have a bright future, his expression turned somewhat unfriendly.
Wang Daniu, unaware that his fourth brother was angry with him, handed over an invitation with a grin.
"Fourth Brother, the neighbors next door have invited you all over and sent over an invitation."
"They are not from my Great Shun, but from the Great Han Kingdom. After changing their nationality, they chose to settle here."
"I've checked it; their yard is twice the size of ours."
"They have many servants, and the master's surname is Gong..." Wang Daniu leaned closer and whispered, "The lady and young lady of this family are both very beautiful."
Yang Silang accepted the invitation with a cold laugh and retorted sarcastically.
"Prettier than your fiancée?"
Wang Daniu looked embarrassed.
"Fourth Brother, this is unethical of you..."
He could tell that his fourth brother was angry, so he turned around and ran away.
Yang Silang opened the invitation and saw that the male head of the household next door was named Gong Tianbao.
He understood the true meaning of the fist technique, and upon seeing the character, he suddenly exclaimed "Eh!"
Iron hooks and silver strokes, pauses and irregularities in an orderly fashion.
The characters may look ugly at first glance, but upon closer inspection, they have a unique charm.
The handwriting of this person faintly reveals the style of a judge, but strangely, it also has a touch of femininity.
Judging from the handwriting style, it is clearly written by a man.
"strangeness……"
He left the invitation; the time was tomorrow night.
It's only natural to want to meet this neighbor; besides, he comes from Han China.
Yang Silang was also very curious about the flourishing state of martial arts training in another country.
Put away the invitation.
Yang Silang thought for a moment, then strolled outside, subtly using his inner energy to weave through the crowd with fluid grace.
Wait until noon.
He had arrived outside the room at the top of the Martial Arts Tower and took out wine and meat from the lattice.
Let's find Brother Fu to have a few bites together first.
The door opened.
Fu Liunian had already sensed his vital energy.
"Brother Fu, sorry to bother you, how about we have lunch together?"
"Haha, Brother Yang, come in quickly, this is just right."
The two sat down, one as the host and the other as the host.
The cold wind was howling outside, blowing into the room.
Yesterday, Fu Liunian was so excited that he smashed a window with one hand and jumped off the top of the tower.
He's dashing, that's for sure.
Unfortunately, the window still hasn't been repaired after a whole night.
Fortunately, the two had achieved a high level of cultivation and were not afraid of the severe cold.
Even when the food and wine are cold, they can still be digested in their stomachs.
Earlier in that bedroom, he was afraid that he might do something wrong and disturb Hu Jiaoniang who was practicing her cultivation.
Now that I have my own room, I can finally relax and catch up on my sleep.
I slept until the sun was high in the sky.
Yang Silang woke up and straightened his clothes.
That's not right.
In the past, She Nu would have brought breakfast in long ago.
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"She Nu?" he transmitted his voice through his soul.
Soon, She Nu appeared, entered the house, kowtowed, and apologized.
"Master, Madam instructed that you addressed her incorrectly this morning."
"You're being punished by not having breakfast today."
Yang Silang laughed in exasperation. So this is how you address someone as "Grandma"?
Spineless!
"Have you forgotten whose man you are?" he shouted.
She Nu raised her head and said earnestly.
"I am the master's person."
"The master is the mistress's man."
"So, I belong to Grandma."
"So I must obey my grandmother's orders."
"If you have any objections, sir, you'll have to get past Grandma first..."
Yang Silang was speechless.
What a rascal She Nu! She's actually a logical genius!
If I could beat her, would I be wasting my breath here arguing with you?
The two stared at each other for a while.
Helpless, Yang Silang waved for She Nu to get lost.
Humph.
If I can't eat at home, I can always eat out, right?
He went to the stable to call Daqing to set off.
Daqing lay still, shaking his head.
"Master...Madam said..."
"Go to hell..." Yang Silang turned and left.
At this moment, a small head popped out from the Flying Thunder Stone at his waist.
Shi Xuangu spoke in a serious, old-fashioned manner.
"Nephew, it's not that your aunt is criticizing you."
"You're already twenty this year, you're not young anymore."
"Even Da Niu has set a wedding date and gotten married. He and Xiong Shan are now related by marriage, and he's become his cousin's husband."
"It's time for you to produce offspring for my Yang family..."
"How can I be separated from my wife..."
Enraged, Yang Silang threw the Flying Thunder Stone behind him.
With a thud.
Shi Xuangu fell into her little nest of stones and rolled around a few times before stopping.
Yang Silang returned to his study, slapped his forehead, and laughed triumphantly.
"You think you can let me starve?"
His compartments still held quite a few steaming hot meals.
It was just a casual thought at the time, but today it has solved my immediate problem.
After he had a delicious meal.
Wang Daniu pushed the door open and came in.
"Fourth Brother..."
Yang Silang looked on warily.
"Are you here to preach too?"
Wang Daniu waved his hand, a forced smile on his face.
"Hey... I don't care what you and your sister-in-law do in the bedroom."
Yang Silang felt a chill in his heart.
Well, yet another one has betrayed us.
"What do you want?" Yang Silang looked at Wang Daniu with displeasure and his tone became unfriendly.
I especially recall what Shi Xuangu once said.
Wang Daniu is about to get married.
He married Liu the widow's cousin.
Widow Liu herself was only good-looking enough to be described as a hero.
According to Wang Daniu, this hero's cousin was very beautiful and charming, a delicate and graceful young lady.
After all, she was her cousin, not her biological sister, and didn't look like Widow Liu.
Moreover, this cousin also had a large, fertile buttocks, which made her very popular with the Queen Mother.
When Yang Silang thought that Wang Daniu was also about to have a bright future, his expression turned somewhat unfriendly.
Wang Daniu, unaware that his fourth brother was angry with him, handed over an invitation with a grin.
"Fourth Brother, the neighbors next door have invited you all over and sent over an invitation."
"They are not from my Great Shun, but from the Great Han Kingdom. After changing their nationality, they chose to settle here."
"I've checked it; their yard is twice the size of ours."
"They have many servants, and the master's surname is Gong..." Wang Daniu leaned closer and whispered, "The lady and young lady of this family are both very beautiful."
Yang Silang accepted the invitation with a cold laugh and retorted sarcastically.
"Prettier than your fiancée?"
Wang Daniu looked embarrassed.
"Fourth Brother, this is unethical of you..."
He could tell that his fourth brother was angry, so he turned around and ran away.
Yang Silang opened the invitation and saw that the male head of the household next door was named Gong Tianbao.
He understood the true meaning of the fist technique, and upon seeing the character, he suddenly exclaimed "Eh!"
Iron hooks and silver strokes, pauses and irregularities in an orderly fashion.
The characters may look ugly at first glance, but upon closer inspection, they have a unique charm.
The handwriting of this person faintly reveals the style of a judge, but strangely, it also has a touch of femininity.
Judging from the handwriting style, it is clearly written by a man.
"strangeness……"
He left the invitation; the time was tomorrow night.
It's only natural to want to meet this neighbor; besides, he comes from Han China.
Yang Silang was also very curious about the flourishing state of martial arts training in another country.
Put away the invitation.
Yang Silang thought for a moment, then strolled outside, subtly using his inner energy to weave through the crowd with fluid grace.
Wait until noon.
He had arrived outside the room at the top of the Martial Arts Tower and took out wine and meat from the lattice.
Let's find Brother Fu to have a few bites together first.
The door opened.
Fu Liunian had already sensed his vital energy.
"Brother Fu, sorry to bother you, how about we have lunch together?"
"Haha, Brother Yang, come in quickly, this is just right."
The two sat down, one as the host and the other as the host.
The cold wind was howling outside, blowing into the room.
Yesterday, Fu Liunian was so excited that he smashed a window with one hand and jumped off the top of the tower.
He's dashing, that's for sure.
Unfortunately, the window still hasn't been repaired after a whole night.
Fortunately, the two had achieved a high level of cultivation and were not afraid of the severe cold.
Even when the food and wine are cold, they can still be digested in their stomachs.