Martial Arts: Starting with Immortal Cultivation, the Female Warriors Are All Bad

That was the first time she experienced the joy of being a woman. She was deeply impressed and fascinated by Jiang Che's profound knowledge.

"Your swordsmanship has improved a lot compared to before."

Jiang Che nodded with a smile, feeling very satisfied.

Jingwei's talent may not be as good as Shao Siming's, but he has his own unique insights on swordsmanship and has reached the highest level.

Moreover, Jingwei practiced very hard. Every time Jiang Che saw Jingwei, he was almost always practicing.

"It's all thanks to the teacher's advice..."

Jingwei did not dare to take credit for himself and spoke quickly.

She knew that all her achievements today were thanks to Jiang Che.

Otherwise, it would take her at least two and a half years to overcome the hurdle of becoming a half-step celestial being.

"You are also very talented, so why underestimate yourself?"

Jiang Che shook his head and laughed, and couldn't help but reach out and pinch Jingwei's tender and smooth little face.

Jingwei's skin is as white as snow, as tender as a cracked egg, and as smooth as jade, as if water could be squeezed out of it.

Jiang Che pinched it twice and suddenly began to like this feeling.

Jingwei's expression froze, and he was a little at a loss, but he did not speak to stop Jiang Che, allowing him to rub his cheeks.

I don't know if it was because of the battle just now or because I was too nervous, but there was a trace of sweat on Jingwei's slender white forehead.

Jiang Che reached out and gently wiped the sweat from Jingwei's forehead, and did not continue to act recklessly.

This made Jingwei breathe a sigh of relief, but also felt a little disappointed for some reason.

She found that she seemed to have gradually become accustomed to and even liked Jiang Che's touch.

Only in this way can Jingwei clearly feel Jiang Che's presence and her heart can calm down.

Noticing the flash of disappointment in Jingwei's eyes, a smile flashed across Jiang Che's eyes.

It seems that the strategy for conquering this cold beauty was quite successful. She should have already had an image of me in her mind.

Indeed, it is just as a famous philosopher once said.

The closest path to a woman's heart is...

Jingwei's attitude began to change slowly after the harmonious encounter they had at Xianyang Villa last time.

In the past, Jingwei only had respect and admiration for me, but now he has more love and attachment to me.

Jiang Che was just about to say some sweet words when he suddenly heard light footsteps by his ears and he turned his head to look involuntarily.

I saw Xiao Meng coming towards me slowly in the spring breeze.

She carried a long sword on her back, had white hair draped over her shoulders, delicate facial features, and wore no makeup. She was as beautiful as a fairy. She was tall, and even the green Taoist robe could not hide her graceful figure. Her expression was indifferent and cold, and she kept people at a distance.

"Supreme Master..."

Xiao Meng followed closely to Jiang Che and bowed.

She was originally arranging for Jiang Che to gather his disciples to inherit his Taoist tradition tomorrow, but Jiang Yi suddenly found her.

Upon learning that it was Jiang Che who wanted to see her, Xiao Meng immediately dropped what she was doing and rushed to the Zizhulin Immortal Residence.

Xiao Meng now admires Jiang Che very much.

Xiao Meng was impressed by his magnanimity as he was able to selflessly teach the supreme magic of Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao to the disciples of the three religions.

She asked herself, if she had this method of immortality, she would at most teach it to a few elders and confidants of Tianzong, and it would be impossible for everyone to practice it.

"You came…"

Jiang Che nodded slightly, and then told Xiao Meng what Donghuang Taiyi had just reported.

"You need to discipline the Tianzong disciples more and ask them not to deliberately embarrass the Yin-Yang family disciples..."

"From now on, we are all a family. We should not fight among ourselves."

"If there is any conflict, then go to the arena and sign a life and death agreement!"

"If this happens again next time, you will be kicked out!"

"Yes, Xiaomeng knows..."

Xiao Meng felt very ashamed of what Jiang Che said and lowered her head in shame.

Xiao Meng did not expect this to happen, which made her feel a little annoyed.

She, a disciple of the Tian Sect, practiced Taoism and had always been quiet and inactive, without desires or demands. But now she suddenly began to make things difficult for the disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect.

She had clearly given the order before, but it seemed like these guys didn't take it to heart at all.

I guess it's because she's been too gentle during this period, causing these guys to forget their own methods.

Now that this has happened, how will Jiang Che view these Tianzong disciples in the future?

Before the succession ceremony began, the Tianzong disciples had already left a bad impression on Jiang Che.

…………

Xiao Meng said goodbye and left. If this matter was not resolved immediately, it would only escalate.

In the end, all kinds of cliques and factions were formed, and the country began to split from within.

Now that the three religions have just united, Xiao Meng naturally doesn't want to see this happen, so she must do something.

"go home…"

After Xiao Meng left, Jiang Che stretched and also took Jingwei and Shao Siming to the Exiled Immortal Residence.

Although this area has been devastated by the fight between Jingwei and Shao Siming, there are special disciples to clean up the mess, so Jiang Che doesn't have to worry about anything.

After returning to the Exiled Immortal Residence, Jiang Che met Huang Rong, Wanwan and four other women in the pavilion.

It is a hot summer day and the sun is shining brightly.

The weather was too hot and humid, and the women had no intention of practicing.

They all hid in the pavilion under the bamboo forest to enjoy the cool air, laughing and chatting.

"Brother Che!"

Seeing Jiang Che returning, Huang Rong's eyes lit up. She stretched out her tender white hand and shook it, motioning Jiang Che to sit next to her.

"whee…"

After Jiang Che sat down, Huang Rong smiled with satisfaction, stretched out her tender white hands to hold Jiang Che's arms, and dangled her legs in the air, looking extremely happy.

"Look at you, you are such a loser..."

Wanwan rolled her eyes in annoyance, feeling somewhat contemptuous of Huang Rong's behavior.

"Humph, you can get close to Brother Che, but I can't, so this is the only way!"

Huang Rong wrinkled her nose and said unhappily.

"Little girl, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Noticing the strange looks from Honglian and Yan Lingji, Wanwan instantly became furious.

She reached out and covered Huang Rong's delicate lips to prevent her from continuing to talk nonsense.

Wanwan's heart was pounding and her heart was beating faster.

Although she never cared about other people's opinions, disregarded the secular world, and disregarded etiquette.

However, facing the teasing or playful looks from several women, he still felt a little embarrassed.

"Woooooooo..."

Huang Rong sobbed incoherently, trying to break free from Wanwan's restraints.

Although her cultivation has now reached the level of a grandmaster, she is still not good enough to face Wanwan, who is at the peak of Qi training.

There was no other way, Huang Rong could only look to Jiang Che for help, blinking her big crystal eyes, looking pitiful.

"Okay, Wan'er, stop making trouble..."

Jiang Che coughed and immediately stopped the little witch from behaving recklessly.

I felt a little amused and helpless. These two people are really a pair of funny people.

With Huang Rong and Wanwan around him, Jiang Che's life is always full of fun.

"Hmph, I'll let you go this time."

"My little Rong'er, don't talk nonsense next time!"

Wanwan snorted coldly, stretched out her slender jade hands and pinched Huang Rong's fair and tender face, kneading it into various shapes.

After satisfying her craving, Wanwan finally let go with satisfaction.

Huang Rong's skin is so tender and feels great to the touch. Wanwan has long fallen in love with this feeling.

"It's obviously the truth, why don't you let people say it..."

Huang Rong rubbed her already red face, pouted and muttered with some dissatisfaction, but when she met Wanwan's vicious eyes, the little girl instantly became timid.

"It's getting late, I'm going to cook..."

After saying this, Huang Rong left the pavilion in a hurry.

…………

At night, everything is quiet.

Jiang Che and his group sat in the kitchen waiting with the windows wide open. From time to time, they could hear the rustling of leaves in the wind, accompanied by the chirping of insects and birds.

The evening breeze blew gently, bringing a hint of coolness to the hot weather.

"It's time to eat!"

From the kitchen came Huang Rong's sweet voice, like a yellow warbler. The little cook came to the dining table with various dishes and soon filled the entire table.

There are more than a dozen dishes including braised pork tenderloin with melon in the shape of "Fu" character, spicy shredded tripe in the shape of "Wan" character, mushrooms in the shape of "Nian" character, imperial bean curd, jujube paste, cucumber, pickled black vegetables, Longjing bamboo fungus, etc.

After Huang Rong brought all the dishes to the table, Wanwan couldn't wait to taste them.

"Mm, delicious, Rong'er, I love you..."

After taking a quick taste, Wanwan's eyes lit up instantly, and she began to eat with relish without any image, her mouth full of oil.

The same was true for most of the others, only Jingwei and Shao Siming were still relatively reserved.

The former is unable to let go, while Shao Siming is like that due to his personality.

Seeing everyone wolfing down the food without any scruples, Huang Rong's little face revealed a satisfied smile, and she felt extremely accomplished.

After dinner, a group of women began to share the tasks of washing dishes and cleaning.

Jiang Che took Jingwei and left the kitchen, heading towards the bedroom.

"This bad guy is going to do something bad again..."

Looking at the two people's backs as they left, Huang Rong curled her lips.

.....

After returning to the bedroom, Jiang Che took a shower and changed his clothes, then carried the limp Jingwei to the bed.

"Niu'er..."

Jiang Che leaned close to Jingwei's ear and kissed her delicate earlobe.

The candlelight flickers, and the shadows become a pair.

Chapter 153 The Immortal Touched My Head and Gave Me Eternal Life

　　The next day, it was bright and clear.

The first ray of sunlight in the early morning shone into the bedroom through the window, and Jingwei opened his eyes drowsily.

After staring at the ceiling for three seconds, Jingwei dragged her limp body and slowly climbed up from the bed.

Not seeing Jiang Che, Jingwei breathed a sigh of relief.

With her brows slightly furrowed, Jingwei put on her clothes, picked up the quilt on the bed and left the bedroom.

Since following Jiang Che, this has become a daily routine for Jingwei, and she has to change her bed covers every few days...