Build a family of immortality from the blood slaves of the Demon Sect.

Chapter 244 Yaya
"Miss Duanmu?" Jiang Qingzi was slightly stunned, then reacted, slightly turned sideways, raised his hand and made a "please" gesture, and said enthusiastically: "Miss Duanmu, please come in quickly, but the master is drawing a spell at the moment and can't get away. Miss, please follow me to the inner courtyard to rest for a while, and you can meet after the master is done."

Duanmu Ya was wearing a Qingyun robe and had her hair tied into a high ponytail, looking very capable.

He nodded and said, "Excuse me."

On the other hand, Jiang Qingzi was wearing a long skirt, with her hair laid flat, and she looked gentle and generous with a slight smile.

What’s more important is the inexplicable temperament on her body.

Duanmu Ya followed Jiang Qingzi into the courtyard, wondering in her heart what kind of temperament this was.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in my mind. This temperament is nothing more than that of a good wife and mother.

Jiang Qingzi didn't know what Duanmu Ya was thinking. It was like this in the harem. She didn't think there was anything wrong with her changes.

But Duanmu Ya's mind was already complicated, and now when she saw Jiang Qingzi, she didn't know what was going on in her mind. She seemed to feel in a trance that the other person had entered a different period of life.

If I agreed to the sect leader's words, would I end up like Jiang Qingzi?

For a moment, my mind was shaken and my thoughts were in a mess.

"Miss Duanmu, this is a magical tea that I accidentally obtained a few days ago. It is very helpful in calming the mind and spirit. Please try it." Jiang Qingzi handed over the teacup and said with a smile.

"Thank you." Duanmu Ya came back to her senses and suddenly thought of something, so she continued chatting with Jiang Qingzi and asked about it.

In the quiet room, Ye Yunqi didn't have much time to think about things outside. The fourth-grade talisman was extraordinary. With his current overall level, the most difficult part of drawing a fourth-grade talisman was not this step.

Instead, he was fighting against some unknown existence. Ye Yunqi couldn't explain what he was fighting for. He only knew that if he won, the talisman would be successful.

Ye Yunqi also failed in painting once. At that time, his condition was not full. Facing the pressure, he was distracted for a moment. After he came to his senses, he only knew that the ink on the talisman paper had been broken, the spiritual power in his body had dissipated, and the Tao essence that had not yet condensed collapsed and disappeared.

With this break, the talisman completely failed.

However, one failure is nothing. Ye Yunqi's skills are all based on the power of the system. If he were an ordinary technician, what he would be most familiar with in his life would not be success, but failure.

Even a fourth-grade talisman master often fails to draw a fourth-grade talisman.

As he drew more and more talismans, Ye Yunqi seemed to have a vague understanding of something.

If it were said in ordinary terms, it would probably be a fight against the way of heaven, for the "existence" of this talisman.

The fight was won, the will of heaven approved, and the talisman was completed.

If you lose, the Heaven will not approve, the ink marks will break, and the spiritual energy of the talisman will dissipate.

But Ye Yunqi did not discuss this with other people, and he did not know whether his understanding was correct or not. But in short, he dared not be distracted when drawing the talisman.

With Ye Yunqi's persistence, for a moment, the invisible pressure in the sky dissipated, and the last stroke was also put down. The whole talisman shone brightly, as if bright stars were lit up in the room. The powerful spiritual power fluctuations caused objects in the house to tremble slightly.

Ye Yunqi then let out a long sigh and put down the talisman pen, feeling tired but satisfied.

Another fourth-grade talisman was completed.

Jiang Qingzi had been paying attention to the movements in the quiet room. Noticing that the fluctuations in spiritual energy were gradually subsiding, he quickly stood up and shouted towards the quiet room, "Master, Miss Duanmu has been waiting for a long time."

At this moment, Ye Yunqi remembered that there seemed to be guests in the courtyard, so he hurried over.

Ye Yunqi rushed to the inner courtyard and apologized as soon as he entered the door: "Daoyou Duanmu, I was so engrossed in painting that I kept you waiting for a long time."

Duanmu Ya stood up upon hearing the voice and looked towards the figure at the door. The sunlight shone on Ye Yunqi, outlining his tall figure. Although he looked tired, his talent could not be concealed.

"No problem, I'm sorry to bother you while you were drawing the spell."

Jiang Qingzi looked at Ye Yunqi, who had just faced invisible pressure and now rushed here in a hurry, so that there were some beads of sweat on Ye Yunqi's forehead and his clothes were a little messy.

He walked closer, took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from Ye Yunqi's forehead, then helped Ye Yunqi straighten his clothes. Then he turned around, bowed, and went to the backyard.

Jiang Qingzi was originally Ye Yunqi's person, so this kind of behavior was perfectly normal. Duanmu Ya was slightly stunned, with an inexplicable emotion lingering in her heart.

Ye Yunqi sat down beside him, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Daoyou Duanmu, has he broken through to the Golden Core Stage?"

Duanmu Ya had just broken through not long ago, and the spiritual power fluctuations in her body had not yet subsided. Although Ye Yunqi was only in the middle stage of foundation building, he had seen two breakthroughs to the golden elixir stage and had many dealings with the golden elixir elders. In addition, the spiritual power of the technician was strong, so he could naturally capture this spiritual power pressure that was different from that of the foundation building stage.

Duanmu Ya nodded: "I broke through not long ago."

Then he looked at Ye Yunqi with some worry. Ye Yunqi had just finished drawing the talisman, and his spiritual energy was very empty. His eyebrows and eyes could not hide the fatigue in his soul. "I am sorry to bother you. How about you take a rest first, Brother Ye, and I will visit you another day?"

Ye Yunqi shook his head: "It's okay, I took the Soul Gathering Rejuvenation Pill, and the effect of the medicine has not completely dissipated yet, and I am recovering."

As he spoke, Ye Yunqi felt that the spiritual energy in his empty Dantian had recovered by 30%, and the fatigue in his soul was relieved a lot.

"That's good." Duanmu Ya breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Yunqi said with emotion: "I don't know what the Golden Elixir Dao is like, but I have been busy with other things recently and have neglected to practice."

Duanmu Ya said honestly: "Compared to ordinary people, Fellow Daoist Ye's cultivation has made great progress and progressed very quickly."

After all, Ye Yunqi did not completely stop practicing. Although he spent a lot of energy on drawing talismans every day, he would exhaust his cultivation every time and then breathe in and out under the most extreme conditions, which was also very helpful for his practice.

Before Duanmu Ya finished speaking, she suddenly thought of something: "Since Daoist Ye is curious, why don't I take Daoist Ye to experience the way of the golden elixir?"

"Huh?" Ye Yunqi was slightly stunned.

"Let's go, let's practice together and inspire each other's practice." Duanmu Ya stood up, not knowing what to think, stretched out her hand to grab Ye Yunqi's wrist, and walked out of the yard.

The arrangements of the Sanqing Sect's branch courtyards were similar when they were built, and Ye Yunqi did not make any major modifications, so Duanmu Ya found the quiet room easily.

The two hurried to the quiet room. Once they entered, they saw that it was a little messy. After all, he was busy drawing talismans and neglected to take care of it. However, it was not very messy. It was just a square table with various talismans scattered on it.

Ye Yunqi waved his hand and put the entire table into the storage bag.

Then he cast the cleaning spell, and the quiet room became tidy again.

Ye Yunqi was also quite curious about the realm of the Golden Core. In addition, he was now in the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage, and it would not be long before he would be ready to break through to the Golden Core Stage.

Therefore, he naturally agreed to this dual cultivation.

The two of them sat cross-legged facing each other, with their palms touching.

Both parties simultaneously activated their own cultivation techniques, and raised the Dao of Cloud and Dao of Thunder.

Due to their similarities in Taoism, the minds of both parties slowly merged, and they evolved what they had learned from each other while also observing what the other had learned.

The invisible avenue of pressure also made Ye Yunqi realize a lot. Ye Yunqi thought to himself, "Is this the pressure of the golden elixir? It is a little weaker than when I drew the fourth-grade spell."

Perhaps it was because he had drawn too many fourth-grade talismans, so now when facing the existence of the Jindan stage, he seemed to be a little indifferent. He even felt that he could force himself to raise his cultivation to the Jindan stage despite the inexplicable pressure.

Once the talisman is recognized by heaven and earth, it can become a fourth-grade talisman.

If I can survive and gain the recognition of heaven and earth, will I also become a third-grade Jindan Zhenjun?

Or a fourth-grade Nascent Soul ancestor?

With a thought, the Feixiao Thunder Art began to work rapidly, and countless spiritual energy rushed towards him frantically.

But Ye Yunqi always felt that there was still too little spiritual energy, so he waved his hand and took out the cultivation elixir that Sect Master Wen had given to him by Duanmu Qingyuan.

After swallowing one, his aura surged and he broke through to the sixth level of foundation building.

After swallowing the second pill, his aura increased again and broke through to the seventh level of foundation building.

This breakthrough announced that Ye Yunqi had entered the late stage of foundation building.

But Ye Yunqi seemed not to think it was enough and swallowed another pill.

This one did not bring about any further breakthrough, but only slightly increased Ye Yunqi's cultivation level.

As a pill with almost no side effects, it also has a corresponding disadvantage, which is that it will become ineffective if taken too much.

Fortunately, Sect Master Wen took all these into consideration when sending gifts, and he sent more than one kind of thing.

Then Ye Yunqi took out a formation plate, and as soon as it landed on the ground, countless spiritual energy surged out.

This is not a spirit gathering array, but a spirit sending array. The spiritual energy of the spirit stones is refined and then combined in the array plate. If spiritual energy is urgently needed, the array plate can be set up, and the spirit gathering array in the quiet room can be used to restrain the dissipation of spiritual energy.

High concentrations of spiritual energy will naturally bring endless benefits to people.

If the person has extremely high talent, he can receive this spiritual energy and practice rapidly.

Ye Yunqi's actions naturally could not be hidden from Duanmu Ya. Duanmu Ya originally wanted to control Ye Yunqi's actions, but in her mind, she did not feel how superficial Ye Yunqi's realm was.

After all, when Ye Yunqi was drawing the fourth-grade talisman, he was also constantly tempering himself in the face of the struggle of the Nascent Soul realm, so that his own realm became extremely solid.

When Ye Yunqi took another kind of elixir and his cultivation level soared to the ninth level of foundation building, Duanmu Ya said, "Fellow Daoist Ye."

Duanmu Ya called out to him and Ye Yunqi came back to his senses. He carefully felt the spiritual energy in his body and felt that his spiritual power was now a little weak.

Ye Yunqi thought of another thing. If he wanted to gain the approval of heaven and earth, it seemed that it was different from the spell, but he needed to go through the thunder tribulation. It seemed a bit difficult for his weak spiritual energy to survive the thunder tribulation.

Although it might not fail, the elixir is divided into nine grades. The more his own superficial spiritual energy is refined by the thunder tribulation, the more impurities it will contain. When he condenses the golden elixir, he will not be able to condense a good golden elixir.

So Ye Yunqi stopped his actions and slowly stopped practicing.

"Thank you for the reminder, fellow Daoist." Ye Yunqi nodded to Duanmu Ya to express his gratitude.

Duanmu Ya heaved a sigh of relief: "I'm glad that Fellow Daoist Ye understands. But Fellow Daoist Ye's spiritual power is so condensed that it is beyond my expectation. Otherwise, I should have spoken out to stop him the second time."

Ye Yunqi recalled the pressure he felt when he was drawing the talisman, and thought to himself, you don’t know what I went through to condense my spiritual power, but this method is obviously not something that others can use.

There are not many geniuses who can achieve the fourth-grade great perfection of talisman master skills during the foundation-building period.

This is a gift from the system.

However, Ye Yunqi suddenly thought of something else. If he allowed a Nascent Soul ancestor to release his pressure and continuously temper a person in the Foundation Establishment stage, would he be able to achieve the same situation as himself?

After giving it some thought, I decided that this wouldn't work. Pressure may not necessarily lead to success; it may also lead to collapse.

How can a person in the Foundation Establishment Stage resist the pressure from the Nascent Soul Stage?

It was only with the help of talisman paper, talisman pen, talisman ink, himself, and the Avenue of Talismans that he had the confidence to resist the pressure.

If it is an ordinary foundation-building stage, if one can rely on oneself to resist the pressure of the Nascent Soul, why bother to temper oneself?
A thought flashed through his mind, and Ye Yunqi knew that this would not work, so he just said, "Maybe it was caused by drawing the talisman."

Duanmu Ya was not a skilled craftsman, so he had no say in this matter and just nodded.

Then the two of them slowly finished their training.

Suddenly, Duanmu Ya's ears moved slightly. It turned out that she heard the voice of her father Duanmu Qingyuan.

So he stood up and said, "Ye...Ye Yunqi, my father is looking for me, I'll take my leave first."

"Okay, fellow Daoist..." Ye Yunqi's words were suddenly interrupted by Duanmu Ya.

Duanmu Ya said: "I heard that true friends will not address each other as fellow Taoists... You... can you call me Yaya from now on?"

After saying this, Duanmu Ya looked straight at Ye Yunqi.

Ye Yunqi also knew Duanmu Ya's personality, but now that he said this, it didn't sound like something Duanmu Ya would say.

What does she know about the ways of the world?
But after saying this, an ordinary woman would probably turn around and leave in shame.

Only Duanmu Ya would stare at the other person blankly, right?

Ye Yunqi felt that the person in front of him was still the familiar Fellow Daoist Duanmu.

So Ye Yunqi said: "Then, Yaya?"

"Yeah!" Duanmu Ya nodded, seeming a little happy, "Then, Yaya, goodbye."

Then Duanmu Ya walked out.

Ye Yunqi accompanied Duanmu Ya all the way to the door, and Duanmu Ya turned into a stream of light and headed straight for Huaqing Peak in the distance.

Duanmu Yaluo was in her own villa, but her thoughts were still lingering on Ye Yunqi's residence. The nameless thoughts in her heart were like the spiritual grass that grew wildly in spring, spreading wildly in her heart.

She walked through the gate and stepped into her own courtyard, and saw her father Duanmu Qingyuan standing on the steps in front of the hall with his hands behind his back. He was wearing a moon-white robe that fluttered in the wind, like idle clouds in the mountains. The pressure from his Nascent Soul stage that emanated from his body had long since disappeared.

"Father." Duanmu Ya called softly.

Duanmu Qingyuan looked at his daughter and guessed about 70% of what was going on. He joked, "My precious daughter went out today and came back with a lot on her mind. Did she have any adventure?"

(End of this chapter)