Chapter 354: Qi of Immortals

Xiao Yu smiled and said, "Don't be shy, and don't worry. All cultivation arts that require the exchange of 'Qi' with others can be classified as dual cultivation methods."

Therefore, the Grand Void Gate does not reject dual cultivation; in fact, dual cultivation is a very important school of thought within the Daoist sects.

It is just that when immortal arts were passed down to the mortal world, they were edited and modified by those with ulterior motives into evil arts of plucking and supplementation."

Cui'er was truly repulsed by "dual cultivation arts" in her heart, but if anyone else had said this to her, she would have certainly resisted.

A cold voice drifted over, carrying a consistently noble aura like that of a king, and answered for the staff member with a face full of smug satisfaction.

Watching Jiayu's sudden actions, Kai Yang looked at Jiayu, who was trembling violently in his arms as she wept. Deep in his heart, he felt unbearable heartache. The Jiayu who loved to laugh had suddenly cried like this, making him feel especially miserable. How he wished her inner grievances could be transferred to him, so he could bear them.

The dean of students was walking on the path, rubbing his bloated stomach, with a toothpick hanging from his mouth, thinking that this made him look very masculine.

"Alright," I had already grasped the teacup and taken a sip before handing it to A'lv. A'lv did not hold it, and the cup just fell to the ground like that. I raised my eyebrows apologetically, repeatedly trying to help, but on this side, A'lv had already pushed me away in a panic.

It seems that for the next half year, I should focus on healing my injuries. Only after my body has fully recovered and I have thought of a foolproof plan can I go to war with Leng Yue. Anyway, even if I can't win by then, as long as I hold Red Sea and don't send out troops, she won't be able to do anything to me.

Jiayu pushed him away and looked up at her husband, who was right before her eyes. The lamplight shone on her smooth, translucent, and flawless cheeks. One hand was placed on his chest, while the other gently stroked Kai Yang's face.

"I'm sorry, sir. I misunderstood you again this time, but I will compensate you." As she said this, she took a checkbook out of her pocket and prepared to write a check.

"Why are you here?" Bai Ningxi looked at Luan Su's familiar face and couldn't help but ask.

However, the initial setup, an almost successful assassination, was ruined by this Xu Yang behind the scenes.

Yet the person in the dream was truly extremely similar, especially that look when she raised her hand and plunged the dagger deep into Qiyue's heart, making Qiyue think that this was not a dream but something that had actually happened.

Therefore, it was Pei Qingqing's indifference and aloofness that made Mu Xifeng feel more comfortable.

A sense of loss and an inexplicable feeling of confusion lingered in Pei Qingqing's heart. Everything was fine; she hadn't provoked Bai Zimo, had she?

But what Chen Shun didn't expect was that when this guy had shrunk by half, its head suddenly extended and reversed back.

And behind, outside the door, Lotte was quietly approaching Hoppler. He was just about to stab over with a wooden sword when Hoppler kicked his foot, and the wooden sword was kicked away directly by his heel.

Many people gasped at this scene, their spines chilled by such methods. Looking at that withered corpse, some even couldn't help but secretly wonder: could this method before them be related to the Blood Sect in the city center?

Such a man, if he hadn't met a stepmother author, would be a man with more charm than the male lead.

"Didn't you say you were going to re-refine that bronze alchemy furnace of yours? Do you dare to take it out?" Wang Zhengyang clamored.

After all, Jiang Rong clearly didn't like him. If Jiang Rong helped the Crown Prince, then he would have more obstacles on his side.

Thus, Zhizhang opened another antique drawer and took out a somewhat broken red leaf from inside.

"Xu Fan, you're right, but what if the higher-ups don't give us people? You have to know that old salespeople bring their own clients. Would they be so kind as to give us these well-trained salespeople? Isn't this lifting a rock only to drop it on one's own feet?" Fang Lingmeng said.

From this point of view, the Luo Qing of now, seeing Jiang Lan's rare failure, could only feel the freshness of seeing something rare, with absolutely no worry at all. ===== CHAPTER 355 =====