In the early morning, golden morning light lit up in the east, sprinkling among the pavilions and towers in the valley, thousands of disciples walked out of the houses one after another and began to work on their respective positions.

The stone door behind the waterfall opened. Zuo Lingquan was wearing a black robe and facing the golden morning light in the distance. He opened his arms and stretched his body, feeling that his bones were a few taels lighter.

In the past month, it was the longest peaceful time since Zuo Lingquan entered Beijing, and only a handful of things happened. Most of the time, he was used as a furnace by Wanwan.

Since he was blindfolded in the stone chamber last time and he was really obedient and did not move, Wu Qingwan seemed to have found a "good way". Later, in his practice, he kept his eyes blindfolded and did not move, and then did it himself.

Zuo Lingquan may have never dreamed of such a good thing!

Although Wu Qingwan's expression was not visible and Wu Qingwan didn't speak much, I don't think there was any need to describe it in words.

The benefits of this method are self-evident. "Qinglian Zheng Jing" requires full dedication, not the words compiled by Zuo Lingquan deliberately tormenting Wu Qingwan. After Wu Qingwan covered his eyes, he obviously had to relax much more, and he took the initiative when practicing, and would never resist and resist.

More importantly, Wu Qingwan was a little awkward at first, but after several times, she realized it very quickly and knew how to twist her waist and save effort. After finding out that he was very 'obedient', her attitude towards him became a little more intimate. Sometimes she would ask, "Ling Quan, are you tired? Do you want to have a rest?"

Facing such a sensible and intelligent Wanwan, Zuo Lingquan naturally would not point it out. He lay down and was cultivating with a silence, and did not move, and only experienced it with his heart.

Although this method relaxed Wu Qingwan and could practice seriously, she also had shortcomings.

Zuo Lingquan cannot move or speak, cannot get started or speak; the two lack communication, and the relationship progress stops. Whenever the cover on his face is removed, Wu Qingwan turns back to the dignified and elegant Aunt Wu, no difference from the past.

But this small flaw is insignificant compared to Wanwan's self-taught success. After all, feelings can be slowly cultivated, and if he is willing to teach Wanwan, he will definitely not learn about technology.

After tacit cooperation with practice for more than ten times, the heavenly level exercises and the stone chamber with rich spiritual energy will naturally have a great effect.

Wu Qingwan has been stuck in the threshold of Ling Valley for several years. In addition to the low level of her martial arts, there is also a knot caused by her master Yue Pingyang's accident. After a month of serious practice, she finally opened the "Lieque acupoint" last night and officially stepped into Ling Valley.

Zuo Lingquan has just entered the twelfth level of Qi Refining. Although he has already gained a foothold, he must be as fast as Wu Qingwan when he wants to break the mirror. He has not yet felt the opportunity to break the realm, but the true qi in his body has been replenished and is also trying to break through the "Lieque acupoint".

Apart from practice, no other things happened.

Linhefang began to be rebuilt under the leadership of the court. Zuo Lingquan greeted his third uncle Zuo Hanchou and arranged for the housekeeper to return to Tang Jingyan's shop. During this period, the Chen family came to talk several times, but the senior official level crushed people to death, and there was no conflict in the end.

Tang Jingyan lived in Qihuang Valley temporarily and asked him to take him back to see several times, but the excessive houses had to be rebuilt. They couldn't be repaired in a month. Tang Jingyan had been there a few times, so he stopped visiting the set and was trained in Qihuang Valley seriously.

Tang Jingyan has excellent talent, at least in Zuo Lingquan's opinion. Although he has no foundation, he can understand it at all, which is very worry-free to teach. The only disadvantage is that he does not want to learn swordsmanship and thinks it is not good to fight and kill. He would rather be forced to train physically than touch weapons.

Zuo Lingquan did not force this. After all, he practiced to seek "eternal life", not "killing", with immortality as the main focus and combat power as the auxiliary. As long as he was willing to refine his energy seriously and exercise his physical fitness well, he would not be harmful to martial arts, and he did not want Tang Jingxian to come into contact with fighting and killing.

And Jiang Yi has known that he and Wu Qingwan are preparing to deal with Fushishan these days, but have never come to disturb him.

Zuo Lingquan hasn't seen Jiang Yi for many days, so he naturally thought a little, but practicing during this period is important, and talking about love can only wait until this matter has passed.

After standing outside Zuo Lingquan Waterfall for a while, he turned around and returned to the stone chamber.

In the stone room, cold white light illuminates every corner. Wu Qingwan, wearing a long white cloud pattern dress, sat cross-legged on the stone bed, with a quiet expression, and was seriously steadily fixing the newly opened Lieque acupoint.

There is a little smell in the not-so-large stone chamber. There are still some water stains left on the stone bed. A black eye mask is placed next to Wu Qingwan and sewed it by Wu Qingwan himself.

Zuo Lingquan smiled with a smile, picked up his eye mask, put it in the drawer beside the stone wall, then picked up a hand towel, wiped the stone bed clean, and even put the embroidered shoes on the floor neatly.

These things were done by Wu Qingwan the previous few times. After everything was packed, he would take off his blindfold. However, he suddenly broke the situation last night, and Wu Qingwan had only time to put on her skirt and forgot about it.

After packing up the stone room, Zuo Lingquan sat down next to him and waited quietly until Wu Qingwan calmed down.

"Senior Wu, how are you doing?"

Wu Qingwan opened her eyes, first looked at her clothes and surroundings, and found that she had packed up, and smiled Rourou:

"No problem, thank you for your hard work."

Zuo Lingquan was a little embarrassed and shook his head quickly:

"I don't work hard, thank you Senior Wu."

Wu Qingwan covered Zuo Lingquan's eyes. Although she was covering her ears, her embarrassment was much smaller after all. At this time, her expression was gentle as usual, she moved to the edge of the stone bed and hooked up her embroidered shoes with her toes.

Zuo Lingquan looked very long, leaned over and picked up his boots, and helped put them on his fair feet.

Before, Wu Qingwan got up first, and it was the first time she was wearing shoes. She shrank slightly, but when she thought of Zuo Lingquan's obedience these days, she did not scold her, but just said softly:

"You are filial."

"Uh...it should."

Zuo Lingquan carefully put on his embroidered shoes, and then took a booklet and brush from the desk and handed it to Wu Qingwan.

The booklet is a note book, used to record various feelings and experiences during the practice. The purpose is to completely remember various details so that it can explain them to Jiang Yi in the future.

Wu Qingwan took the booklet and first glanced at Zuo Lingquan:

"You didn't peek, did you?"

Zuo Lingquan did not have the bad habit of peeking at the diary and shook his head and said:

"Don't worry, Senior Wu, if you don't show it to me, I won't see it."

Wu Qingwan still trusted Zuo Lingquan's character. She didn't say much, she opened the booklet and wrote it down:

March 27th, sunny, breeze, stone room, Xu to Chen, the thirteenth practice...

Having written this, Wu Qingwan raised her eyes and narrowed her eyes slightly.

Although Zuo Lingquan has never read the record, with his understanding of Wu Qingwan's style of practice, I am afraid that even how many times he has practiced, how he should twist his waist and raise his legs, and remember all kinds of feelings and "experiences" carefully. He actually wanted to see what Wu Qingwan felt at that time, and whether he was powerful or not.

Seeing that Wu Qingwan didn't let him see, Zuo Lingquan quickly turned his eyes and walked out of the stone room:

"I'll go out for a walk, say goodbye first, Senior Wu will write slowly."

"Hmph~"

Only then did Wu Qingwan be satisfied and continued to write the practice records of last night...—

I feel that I am not satisfied with the transition of these three chapters...
Chapter completed!