The Fairy Helps Me Practice

Chapter 16 The night of flowers and candles in the bridal chamber

"Weiwei, what are you doing?"

Before Jiang Ming could finish his words, his wrist was grabbed by a divine chain and he was pulled to Weiwei at lightning speed.

The two looked at each other face to face, so close that they could even feel each other's breath.

A faint fragrance fell on the wings of his nose, and Jiang Ming couldn't help but sniff it again.

"Little rascal, let me ask you, do you like me?"

Jiang Ming nodded.

"That's good. I like you, too."

When she said this, Weiwei did not look away as she usually did, and Jiang Ming could be sure that she was serious.

But why are you in such a hurry?
He had doubts in his mind.

"I am valued by a great man in Yaoguang Holy Land, and I am running out of time to leave here, so I resorted to this desperate measure today. Do you think I am not reserved at all?"

"No, in fact, I have long intended to go to Lingxu Cave Heaven to propose marriage. Besides, you have already accepted half of my holy fruit. It would be unreasonable for you not to marry me, right?"

Weiwei blushed, rolled her eyes at Jiang Ming, and said coquettishly:
"Isn't this what you wish for?"

Jiang Ming chuckled, put his arm around Weiwei's shoulders, and leaned against the head of the bed together.

"Don't worry too much. Even if you become the Saint of Yaoguang, I will still marry you! No matter who he is, even the Saint Lord can't stop me!"

Weiwei was amused by Jiang Ming's words. She tapped his chest lightly with her fist, laughing at him for bragging without any fear of hurting his waist.

But she didn't know that if she disregarded everything, Jiang Ming would really be able to hit Yaoguang.

Not to mention the copper furnace of the owner of the copper coffin, when he cultivated to the Taoist Palace and went to Zishan to rescue King Jiang, he directly gave an immortal medicine to Jiang Taixu.

A Great Divine King in his prime would not be denied face by a shameful place like the Yaoguang Holy Land.

"My wife, should we drink from the same cup of wine?" Jiang Ming shook a jar of wine on the table and poured it into the silver cup.

Weiwei didn't say anything and silently picked up the cup on the table.

The two of them intertwined their arms and drank the nectar that Madam Lingwei had carefully prepared.

None of them used their magical powers to dispel the effects of the alcohol, and they continued to speak a lot of words under the influence of the alcohol.

The secrets of the wilderness, the bits and pieces of the three months of getting along, and each other's little flaws.
As the night deepens, the moonlight shines through the window into the bridal chamber, and everything seems like a dream.

Weiwei drank more than Jiang Ming and was the first to be unable to handle the alcohol. Her pretty face flushed, her eyes were charming, and she leaned in Jiang Ming's arms, delicate and boneless.

"drunk?"

Weiwei didn't say anything. She rubbed her face against Jiang Ming's chest, which was as solid as jade. Then she raised her head and looked straight at Jiang Ming above her.

Looking at Weiwei who was so close to him, Jiang Ming was not Liu Xiahui after all, and could not help but kiss her.

"Um~~~"

The silver cup fell to the ground, and the remaining wine mixed with everything else.

Everything happened naturally and gradually.

Weiwei's beautiful hair was spread out, her face was rosy, and her whole body was shining with a faint glow.

Jiang Ming pulled down the silk curtain to prevent the spring light from touching the autumn outside.

The jewels and jade on the phoenix crown made sounds as the two of them clashed against each other. The crabapple blossoms outside the house were blown down by the wind, leaving the ground covered in red.

The next day.

The cockcrows herald the dawn, and the morning mist dissipates.

Jiang Ming woke up early, with a hot jade in his arms.

Weiwei, with rosy cheeks, was still sleeping soundly, hugging his arm tightly, almost leaving marks.

Last night, the two completely merged into Yin and Yang, helping Jiang Ming to completely enter the realm of the small furnace. Concentrating his mind and looking inward, thunder surged over the dark green sea of ​​suffering, and the purple sea surface expanded a whole circle, occupying one tenth of the entire sea of ​​suffering.

The purple-gold divine bridge extends all the way to the horizon, with no end in sight.

"I actually reached the peak of the Divine Bridge directly!"

This speed is more than a hundred times faster than when he and Weiwei were communicating with each other through telepathy.

If you want to go one step further and reach the other side, you need to face the disaster on the other side.

"If there is true fetal breathing, it is all mercury. If there is no way to the gate of life, lead will be produced. If lead and mercury are refined and returned to the sea of ​​origin, the great medicine can make one an immortal on land."

Essence is the furnace, Qi is the fire, and spirit is the cauldron.

Jiang Ming could clearly feel the latent energy in his body being activated. It was a drop of blood. Although only a trace, it turned into the rhythm of Taoism and spread throughout his body.

Feel it carefully, it is as hot as a sun furnace, and it contains the supreme avenue.

Just by spiritual contact, one can feel the grand will.

It’s as if the great emperor is still alive!

This is a drop of imperial blood, a drop of imperial blood hidden in the blood vessels and meridians, from the Yan Emperor in ancient times.

That is the corpse of Emperor Hengyu.

"This technique actually activated the drop of imperial blood in my body! It is worthy of being created by the master of the bronze coffin. It is truly amazing."

On the sacrificial path, the palm of your hand controls birth and death, and opening and closing your eyes is the rebirth and destruction of the world. Completely break free from the shackles of cause and effect and fate, and achieve true freedom and ease!

With his determination to seek the truth becoming more solid, Jiang Ming pulled his arm out of Weiwei's arms, left the land of gentleness, and came to the open space outside the house.

"Since I have already reached the first level, let's go check the copper furnace to see if there are any changes."

Jiang Ming had a hunch that after reaching the small furnace level, the copper furnace might bring him unexpected surprises.

Entering the world in the furnace again, it was still gray and I couldn't see the whole picture clearly.

But unlike before, Jiang Ming could clearly sense the Dao traces around him. They filled this world and constituted laws independent of the big world.

They become Jiang Ming's eyes in this world. Through the traces of the Great Dao, he can extend his perception to farther places.

Currently, he can only attach his spiritual consciousness to the Dao Marks, and the number of Dao Marks cannot be too many. One is the limit. It also consumes a lot of spiritual power and mental strength. Jiang Ming is almost drained of it in just a few breaths.

“Alas, if you can activate the copper furnace, it will definitely be stronger than the so-called extreme imperial weapon!”

At that time, Emperor Chu Tian relied on the urn to roam freely in the battlefields of the gods at a low level, and he transformed into a war reporter without any harm.

Wouldn't it be great if he could hold the copper furnace in his hand one day, rob a few powerful families, seize a few ancient scriptures, and marry one or two saints and princesses?
Unfortunately, at his current level, he is unable to unleash the power of the bronze furnace.

"Hmm? Is there something else outside?"

The divine sense passed through the Dao Mark and discovered an area shrouded in mist about a mile away from the medicine field. Although it was not clear, there was definitely something inside.

"Go and see."

It is impossible to fly in the Copper Furnace World, and one can only walk by relying on the strength of the body. The deeper one goes, the harder it is to move forward, just like carrying a mountain on one's back.

It took Jiang Ming more than an hour to walk a distance of just one mile.

The thick fog dissipated, and the black ground was covered with fragments of some artifacts. The fragments of bells, towers, tripods and other artifacts were scattered all over the ground.

They seemed to have been burned by some kind of supreme true fire. All the Tao and principles contained in their bodies were burned, and the gods contained in the objects were also sacrificed, and they no longer showed their immortal power.

"What a pity! The materials used in these weapons should all be supreme immortal gold. Logically, immortal gold should last forever, as long as the heaven and earth, and it should be indestructible. But now it has been sacrificed by some unimaginable power and has completely become a mortal object, with only the form but not the spirit."

After taking two more steps forward, Jiang Ming could clearly feel that his body was reaching its limit. The bones all over his body were crackling. If he moved forward rashly, he would probably end up exploding and dying.

When he was about to turn around and leave and come back next time when he became stronger, Jiang Ming noticed an ancient bronze mirror with a missing corner.

(End of this chapter)