C270 Women Love to be Beautiful
"Then when will it be the end?"
"I don't know either, maybe I can just step into the Earth Stage, maybe I need to step into the Heaven Stage, maybe I need to step into the Heaven Stage, maybe I need to step into the higher levels, and all that depends on the opponent's cultivation. One day, when my ability is stronger than theirs, they will no longer dare to be rash. "
"That means you have to continue to cultivate."
"Yes!" "Not just me, you also have to train if possible."
"Why?"
Lin Qianxue asked, puzzled.
She had no interest in cultivation, or more accurately, she had no interest in fighting and killing.
"Because I don't want to one day grow old while I'm still here. I hope that you can accompany me until the end of time."
"You might not know that the Cultivator's lifespan is incomparably long, and before one can even cross a single realm, one's lifespan would increase by a lot.
"Cultivating can increase one's longevity?"
Lin Qianxue said in surprise.
"Not only can you increase your lifespan, you can also save your looks."
"Really?"
Women, when it comes to lifespan, there aren't that many ups and downs. When it comes to retaining one's looks, it's immediately different. This woman really loves to be pretty.
Ning Lo sighed in his heart.
"Naturally, cultivation can extend one's lifespan, allowing one to live forever in youth. According to what I know, some women in some cultivation families who look like they're in their thirties or forties just by looking at their appearance, but they can also rely on cultivation to obtain heavenly and earthly treasures, which they can also gather to make their looks stay in this world. However, that can only be temporary; once the medicinal effects have passed, one has to slowly age."
"Then how can I cultivate it?"
"Not everyone can cultivate, it depends on one's talent. For example, if you want to cultivate, you have to check your talent, which is to say, see how you perceive the spiritual energy in the world."
"Then what if I don't have talent? Doesn't that mean I can't cultivate anymore?"
Lin Qianxue was once again disappointed.
She was extremely confident when facing herself in all sorts of places. She was the only one who had no confidence when training in this area that she had never dabbled in before.
"In theory, it is not possible, but it is said that there are some heavenly and earthly treasures that can change a person's Innate Ability. Of course, that is only a legend." Other than that, there's one other kind. "
"What?"
"Duo Cultivation!"
"Duo Cultivation? You mean. "
Instantly, Lin Qianxue's cheeks, which had not completely faded, started to redden.
"That's right, it's a matter of men and women. The Cultivation Realm has a dual cultivation method, through dual cultivation, one could use a man's vital Yang energy to enter the woman's body to motivate the woman, and with the two Yin and Yang intertwined, one could cultivate the technique. This method is said to work. "
"Don't worry, I'll check your Innate Ability first. If you can cultivate slowly, maybe one day, we can ascend in the clouds and become a divine couple."
"What nonsense! Where in the world did the deities come from …"
"There are even immortals in the Cultivator, how can you say there aren't any?
Ning Lo chuckled.
"In short, regardless of whether you are worried or not, there are some things that cannot be decided by you or me. Since we have already stepped onto this path, we can only walk to the end. Only then can we create a future. "Qianxue, trust me, your husband can do it."
Ning Lo promised as he held Lin Qianxue's hand tightly.
"Hmm, I also believe that you can do it, but I still pray that you do your best to avoid danger for me. Don't force yourself to do something too dangerous, because I'm worried."
Lin Qianxue nodded slightly.
She knew she couldn't change anything.
However, she still hoped that Ning Lo would reconsider before doing anything.
"Don't worry. Actually, every time I met with danger, the only thing I thought of was having you at home, and only then would I use all of my strength to fight for a chance to live. If not for you, your husband would have already died in Hengduan Mountains."
"Alright, stop crying. Go wash up and rest quickly. I'm not going to accompany you anywhere for the next two days."
"En!"
Lin Qianxue nodded. She stood up and walked towards the bathroom as well. When she reached the door, she suddenly stopped.
"These past two days, you're saying that you're going to travel far again?"
"I don't want to hide it from you, I have to go to the Southcloud with Han Que in two days. His family's business has some problems, he wants me to help him with some ideas."
"It's not something dangerous?"
Lin Qianxue was a little doubtful.
"Don't worry, what dangers can you come up with?"
Ning Lo smiled warmly and gave Lin Qianxue a reassuring smile.
"Well, how long?"
"The shortest would be two to three days, the longest would be three to five days, depending on the situation they're in, in addition to the few comrades that I had at Southcloud earlier, I plan to pay a visit to them."
"Mm, alright then."
Since Ning Lo had already said so, Lin Qianxue couldn't stop him anymore.
She was very clear that even if there was really danger, Han Que had come to Jiang City to look for Ning Lo a few times, and today he had also vented his anger on Ning Lo, so she couldn't stop Ning Lo from leaving.
Perhaps it was because they had not been together for too long, the two couldn't help but reignite their fighting spirit when they were showering.
It was already one in the morning by the time he decided to go through another round of tormenting and collecting rain.
After Lin Qianxue completely collapsed from the shower, she was carried back to bed by Ning Lo and fell into a deep sleep not long after.
Ning Lo did not meditate or cultivate for the first time in the last month and slept through the whole night.
In the following two days, Ning Lo kept his promise and stayed with Lin Qianxue.
The latter went to work with him, and the latter came back with him. In short, they were inseparable.
During this period of time, Wai Canghai and Han Que respectively visited once, as the former reported the news regarding Jiang City and their situation during this month.
Generally speaking, the Jiang City was calm and did not make too much noise.
The only exception was that his big brother had already been released from prison and was supporting that part of his Ning Family. Some people were preparing to infiltrate Ning Lo's base Jiang City, obviously intending to stop him from rising up.2
As for Han Que, he took some pictures of the victims that he had taken in Nan Yang earlier and showed them to Ning Lo.
Through the photos, Ning Lo didn't see many special points. Other than some bloody scenes, he didn't see any noticeable clues.
On the third day, Ning Lo woke up from his meditation and entered the South Mountain.
Half an hour later, he appeared outside Military God Huo Qingsong's sanatorium.
Compared to a month ago, this place hadn't changed much. Everything was still the same.
"Who is it?"
Ning Lo had just climbed over the wall and landed on the ground, just like the first time.
Several submachine guns loaded with ammunition were fired at him.
"Don't worry, it's me, Big Brother Zhou."
"Brother Ning, you're finally back. Come with me quickly. Lord Military God's body has been in a bad condition for the past two days."
"Has the Cold Ice Sword Intent flared up?"
Ning Lo's heart sank when he heard that, and he quickly followed her.
He also didn't think that he would stay in the Hengduan Mountains for an entire month.
The previous suppression on the Cold Ice Sword Intent in Lord Military God's body was only temporary. Once the time it took for the Azure Sky Tyrant Blood Technique to burn had passed and the Cold Ice Sword Intent's smile was gone, the Cold Ice Sword Intent would still act up within Military God's body.
The previously repaired tendons and veins would also be affected.
The two of them dashed to the hot spring not far away, causing Ning Lo's body to tremble.
Lord Military God, who was in good spirits before, was as thin as an old man in his seventies or eighties. He was skinny, and he was moaning in pain.
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