Chapter 22: Flavorful practice

There is a reason why Yu Qingyao sought him instead of the other three brothers.
After that, the three guys were all male brothers, all of them were very slippery, and asked if they could not get the exact news. Second, if not, the three of them are bad guys, and they also collude with the bad guys in the door.
Li Huaide is different. From the memory of his original body, this boy is a bit clear-headed, full of justice, and still adheres to principles.
He has been watching for almost a year, and he knows many things better than her. He said that who is the bad guy is probably the real bad guy.
Another thing is that he has a bad relationship with the original body, so it's easy to come to the truth with an excuse to prevent it.
Li Huaide said the names of more than twenty people in the door, and asked Shimei to stay away from them. Be careful when dealing with them, especially those who like women. This includes three brothers from Cai Sihang.
According to him, Feng Yu has engaged in marriage in Baishan City and has been in private with a few ladies.
Xia Wang is a frequent visitor to the Qinglou.
Cai Sihang is better, but is ambiguous with many female disciples.
The implication, sisters, they are not good people. Don't be fooled by them.
Yu Qingyao thanked.
Yu Qingyao lived on the mountain for a month, and in addition to practicing in the courtyard every day, she was walking with the master on the mountain at dusk.
There is medicated diet, sufficient aura, and Pui Ling Dan. She did not cheat with cursing points. She reached the second level through the micro-mind method, completed three levels of consummation with Baihe Changquan, and completed three levels of consummation with the sword technique.
Her curse skill rose to the third level, and she also saved more than two hundred cursing points.
Where did the two hundred curses come from? Li's parents and Li Shuanggen, of course, they contributed.
From this day, Yu Qingyao paid attention to a deacon named Zeng Dequan in the lower house.
He taught the disciples to practice, relying on his father as an elder, he often extorted money from male disciples. Who dare not give or give the amount can not satisfy him. That would be bad. He will seduce his disciples to challenge, and will not stop without serious injuries. There have been many records of beating and killing his disciples.
He also often forced beautiful female disciples to serve him. If anyone dares not to listen, he must design the frame, and he will not let it go unless he wishes. Many female disciples have to be wronged.
Although many disciples sued, they were all suppressed by his father because of no evidence.
Zeng Dequan rarely shot himself. He used power and doctrinal bait to entice or persecute other disciples to attack and harm others.
Therefore, Zeng Dequan's momentum in the lower house was quite arrogant, and the seventh brother Lu Ziqing had no way of taking him.
Zeng Dequan is now nourishing eight layers.
Yu Qingyao had not cursed such a high-level person before, and she was a little bit embarrassed.
In the evening, she carefully studied the purpose of the eight-layer practice of Tongweixin method. She focused on the dangers to be prepared for during practice.
What are you afraid of when you practice? One must be quiet and not noisy. The environment is too noisy to be quiet.
When practicing, I ’m afraid of being disturbed. When the Taoist enters, the whole mind is directing the reiki operation. Once someone is disturbed, for example, someone suddenly screams in his ear, or pushes him, pats him, the Taoist will be frightened.
Frightened, lost heart, reiki lost command, and rushed away. Otherwise, sitting still can't move, it takes half a day to collect the aura. In the worst case, the meridian can be injured, and the disability or even death is possible.
Then I am afraid that my heart is still and that evil thoughts are crowded, which leads to the demon.
Heart demon attacks are even more terrifying, people will lose their reason, become mad, and do all kinds of crazy things.
Therefore, when a Taoist is practicing, he must choose a safe and quiet place.
The meditation curse was invented in order to allow Taoists to quickly calm down and remove distractions.
Turning off the lights, Yu Qingyao did not practice first, and waited patiently for half an hour, it is estimated that Zeng Dequan began to practice.
Yu Qingyao launched a curse.
Zeng Dequan was sitting in bed, relaxing and practicing.
He kept his eyebrows in mind, and as he breathed, he moved the aura in the meridians.
Suddenly, there was a flower in front of him, and when he saw a tiger roar, he opened his blood basin and rushed over.
Zeng Dequan was taken aback, lost his mind, and aura of anger.
Zeng Dequan immediately woke up. He was in the center of Feiyun Viewing and there were countless guards outside. How could a tiger run into my quiet room? This must be an illusion.
He practiced for twenty years and had rich experience. He immediately turned a blind eye to the tiger that was about to flutter, and concentrated on controlling the aura that ran away in his body.
As he expected, the tiger flew in front of him and disappeared.
Zeng Dequan was slightly depressed. He couldn't figure out how well he practiced, and suddenly he had the illusion that the tiger would bite himself.
Although he woke up early and had good control, he still couldn't move for a moment.
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Yu Qingyao looked at the screen, the mana value dropped a little, and the curse value increased by 5 points.
Yu Qingyao estimates that the high-level Taoist who cursed and nourished Qi succeeded and got five times as many points as the mortal.
She saw that Zeng Dequan had nothing different in appearance, knowing that although the previous curse had succeeded, it did little harm to him.
She speculated that Zeng Dequan should be working hard to bring his spirits to rest.
Yu Qingyao smiled badly, and started cursing again, cursing him to pull on his pants.
Zeng Dequan was trying to control the aura in his body. Suddenly he felt a pain in his lower abdomen, and a warm stream came out under the fart.
He could not help cursing: "grass!"
This opening doesn't matter, the mind is lost again, and the aura inside the body is gone again.
He wants to stay calm, but the warm current under the fart can't help reminding him: you pull your pants, change clothes quickly, let the disciples outside know that your face is lost, and it will become a hundred-year-old joke. of.
Zeng Dequan was unable to enter the silence, and could not use his mind to control the aura that ran away in his body.
He was dead there. Don't say to escape, you can't even call for help.
Yu Qingyao's second consecutive spell.
Zeng Dequan pulled twice more.
Zeng Dequan was simply unrelenting.
He smelled the smell of the house.
The disciples guarding his disciples smelled the odor and were puzzled. What the is it?
He looked around without any exception, he could not help looking at Zeng Dequan's quiet room.
Is n’t it here?
He approached, sniffed, and found that the stench seemed to float out of it.
He could not help but whispered, "Deacon, are you there?"
He shouted several times, and Zeng Dequan wanted to agree, but he couldn't.
The disciples outside did not hear the movement, and were suspicious in their hearts, suspecting that something had happened inside. But he didn't dare to break in. If there was no accident inside, but because he broke in by himself, the deacon got into trouble, and he couldn't afford it!
He was very entangled.
After several years with Zeng Dequan, he knew that this was not a good speaker. Offended him and didn't know how to die.
After hesitating for a while, he stepped back.
Do more and make more mistakes.
The less trouble, the better.
Zeng Dequan was also very entangled in his heart. He hoped that person would come in to save himself, but he did not want to let people see his woe.
Hearing the disciple's retreat, he felt relieved, and hated the disciple again.
Stupid! I found an anomaly and didn't even come in to see it.
Wait for me, you have to survive!
And if that disciple really breaks in, when he can move freely, maybe he will kill the disciple on the spot to keep his own secret.
The night is long, the flavor is fluttering, and it is difficult to boil indoors and outdoors.
The disciple walked to the door of the quiet room several times and returned several times.
Every time he walked to the door, he was suffering for Zeng Dequan.
At three o'clock, the disciple couldn't help but go out and call someone. He called a disciple to inform Deacon Zhang Zhihong who was familiar with Zeng Dequan.
When Zhang Zhihong heard about it, Depress came with two people and asked, "What happened?"
The disciple invited him in and said, "You smell!"
Zhang Zhihong smelled and was in a bad mood. Who was called in the middle of the night was unhappy to smell this.
"That's what happened? Didn't you say that Deacon had something wrong?"
The disciple said: "Deacon Zhang, I have been here, and soon after the deacon had practiced, I smelled it. I suspected that the deacon was in it. I was afraid that the misjudgment disturbed the deacon, so please come and see Look."
After hearing about it, Deacon Zhang wondered, now that he has changed three times. According to Zeng Dequan's temper, he will not practice, he walked to the door of the quiet room and said loudly, "Lao Zeng, are you there?"