Capítulo 30: Chapter 351: Li Shengzi's Great Goal!
Inside the room.
Yi Qing Lan curiously said, "You've always been a slacker, why did you start meditating just after entering the room?"
"'Slacker?"
Li Yan was unconvinced, "Disciple has always been very diligent, okay!"
Yi Qing Lan laughed and said, "Come on, other than hooking up with girls, I haven't seen you put your heart into anything else."
This little thief was able to get to where he was today solely by virtue of his superhuman talent, and it had nothing to do with diligence at all.
"..."
Li Yan was a little embarrassed.
It sounded as if he was a lustful man.
Looking at her grudging expression, the corner of Li Yan's mouth curled up slightly, "Master is this jealousy?"
"Yi Qinglan shook her head and said in a low voice, "Poor Taoist just wants to be jealous, I might end up making myself feel sour."
Thinking back to Yue Jianli's intimate appearance with him, especially that phrase "often sleeping together", her heart felt like she had spilled a bottle of vinegar.
It was sour and uncomfortable.
Li Yan stood up and reached out to pull her into his arms, "In the future, is it still okay for disciple to only hook up with master?"
Yi Qinglan's cheeks blushed slightly and she turned her head away, "What are you babbling about? Who, who wants you to hook up?"
Having said that, her entire body was lying in his arms, not wanting to let go for a second.
Her fair and pretty face was buried in Li Yan's arms, and she muffled, "Little thief, poor Tao really misses you."
Li Yan stroked her brocade-like long hair and softly said, "Disciple also misses Master."
"Hmph, Poor Tao doesn't believe it, now that you have a new Master, I'm afraid you've long forgotten Poor Tao."
Yi Qinglan pouted her small mouth and pinched him hatefully.
Ever since the Immortal Ascension Conference, she had been looking forward to meeting Li Yan.
As a result, this guy ran off to the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion without a word, and also recognized another master back ...
"How is that possible?"
Li Yan intercepted her and picked her up, sitting on the edge of the bed, "Disciple had originally thought that when the matter of Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion was over, the first thing I would do would be to go to White Cloud Peak to look for you."
Yi Qing Lan nestled in his arms, her pretty face flushed, "Really? You didn't lie to poor Taoist?"
Li Yan nodded seriously, "Of course it's true."
"Alright, then Poor Tao will reluctantly forgive you this time ..."
Yi Qinglan said as he reached out and tapped on his forehead.
A flash of spiritual light flashed by, and Li Yan felt that something was wrong.
Turning his head towards the copper mirror on the side, he realized that Chu Lingchuan's illusion spell was lifted and he had changed back to his original appearance.
He scratched his head, "Master, what are you?"
Yi Qinglan said, "Poor Taoist still likes you in this form, that illusion spell is really twisted to look at"
Although the illusion spell was basically equal to nonexistence in her eyes.
But it would still be more comfortable to lift it off, otherwise it would always feel a little weird.
"Okay."
Li Yan looked at the handsome cheeks in the mirror and said to himself, "Handsome guy, long time no see."
"Pfft ..."
Yi Qinglan couldn't help but reach out and whack him, "You guy, you're really narcissistic enough."
Hugging his robust waist, listening to the powerful heartbeat under her chest, her heart felt very peaceful and solid.
All of the previous grievances and jealousy dissipated, only wanting to be forever tired in his arms and not leave.
The room was quiet for a while.
After a while, Yi Qing Lan thought of something and inquired, "I heard that you absorbed the Emperor-level sword qi and also became the body of the Sword God that is hard to come by in ten thousand years, what is this all about?"
Li Yan smiled bitterly, "It was actually an accident."
He recounted briefly what happened on the day of the sword washing.
"So it was like this."
Yi Qinglan's eyes sank, "Chen Beihe actually had so much guts! Chu Lingchuan handled this matter well and didn't favor this guy, but only chopping off a hundred years of cultivation, the punishment is still a bit light!"
Li Yan shook his head.
At Chen Beihe's age, he basically didn't have a few years left to live after losing his longevity in the Ferrying Realm.
The only dozens of years left would also have to be spent in the cold dead sea.
This punishment was already very severe.
"The head of the sword is still very fair, and I'm also considered to have been blessed by the misfortune, not only did I not get injured, but instead, I absorbed Emperor-level sword Qi."
"Emperor level sword qi?"
Yi Qing Lan raised her eyebrows, "So the rumor that you drained the Sword Washing Pool, is this true?"
"Of course."
Li Yan stretched out his right hand, and the uncast sword qi rushed out, forming a dragon shape on his right arm.
That silver light was brilliant and dazzling, almost cutting through the air!
Yi Qinglan carefully measured it and nodded, "It's very pure, it's indeed emperor level sword qi, even the poor Taoist can't see a trace of impurities."
This sword qi had been quenched by an emperor realm powerhouse and had been purified to the extreme.
All of the energy had been compressed to the limit, and there wasn't a single trace of waste.
It was only that having an emperor level sword qi did not mean having emperor level strength.
What made the emperor realm powerful was that it had certified the Great Dao, and every move contained supreme dao rules.
And sword qi was just a tool.
In the hands of a superman and a child, the power of a sword naturally could not be compared.
However, Li Yan was not a child.
On the contrary, he was growing incredibly fast!
Yi Qing Lan smiled and said, "It seems that you didn't lose out on recognizing this master, this sword aura alone is enough to stand proud of the heavenly pride of the world."
Li Yan shook his head, "Those so-called heavenly prides, disciple has never put them in the eyes, disciple's only goal at the moment is to merge with the Dao."
"Harmonize with the Dao?"
Yi Qing Lan was puzzled, "Why are you so obsessed with this realm?"
She had heard Li Yan say this before.
"Because ..."
A bad smile surfaced on Li Yan and he came over to her ear and whispered something.
After Yi Qinglan heard this, her pretty face turned red and she said incoherently, "What are you talking about? Who, who wants to be with you ..."
No wonder this guy was so active in practicing at first, but what he had in mind was this kind of idea!
It's really humiliating!
Li Yan deliberately said, "It doesn't matter, if Master doesn't agree, disciple can also find someone else ..."
"Not allowed!"
Yi Qing Lan nervously grabbed the hem of his coat, "You are not allowed to find someone else!"
A hint of a smile flashed in Li Yan's eyes, "Then Master is agreeing?"
"Poor Taoist didn't say that."
Yi Qing Lan's pretty face turned red, and she mumbled in a low voice, "Anyway, you cultivate first, and we'll talk about future matters later ..."
Her heart was so flustered that it was about to jump out.
The smile in Li Yan's eyes intensified, and he was just about to say something when a sudden knock sounded on the door.
Yue Jianli's voice rang out, "Senior Sister Li, are you resting?"
The two looked at each other.
Yi Qing Lan hurriedly stood up and said in a low voice, "Poor Taoist will go back first, you are not allowed to do anything outrageous."
Li Yan smiled and said, "Don't worry, Master, disciple will cultivate hard for the future ..."
"No, don't say that anymore!"
Yi Qing Lan was ashamed and anxious, her figure dissipated into the air.
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