情侣校园搂抱被殴

Chuichui, who was in Liu Yuan’s arms, was dumbfounded. “Meow?”

The orange cat stuck half of her body out of Liu Yuan’s clothes. She raised her tail and looked vigilantly at the constantly spinning yin-yang fish phantom in front of her. The demonic Qi and spiritual power were still flowing from his body to his Dantian.

Chuichui carefully stretched out her claws and tried to touch it, but like Zhiying and Zhizhi, she was repulsed and bounced away, and she meowed in fear, covering her head.

“It should be because of this stone tablet. Since the dense demonic Qi and spiritual energy have reached a balance, and the demonic Qi that had originally flowed through the veins in the body has been withdrawn, Father should be fine for the time being.”

As the spirit of the mountains and seas, Zhizhi was extremely sensitive to the energy of heaven and earth. She opened her black eyes and observed for a while before speaking.

She was no longer the obedient, young, and ignorant girl she used to be in front of Liu Yuan. She now looked serious, and even her slurred speech was gone. Her words were very clear, and it was obvious that she was actually acting cute on purpose.

D-Daddy…?

Zhiying’s focus was different. She suddenly became alert and stared at Zhizhi.

Under Hu Jiuniang’s guidance, Zhizhi called Liu Yuan ‘Daddy’, but she usually called him ‘Papa’ in a muffled voice. She was also young, so Zhiying did not think much of it. However, now that she called him ‘daddy’ so clearly and Zhizhi was about the same age as her, she felt a lot more threatened.

Zhizhi blinked and looked back at Zhiying. She said obediently, “Hello, Sister.”

The little loli’s chubby cheeks were red, and she had a pair of big black eyes. She looked very innocent, and she took the initiative to greet him politely. She looked like an absolutely obedient child.

Zhiying turned around and nodded in agreement.

Zhizhi blinked her eyes again and easily settled the two jealous girls.

The girls waited silently. Soon, when all the remaining demonic Qi was absorbed into the yin-yang fish, Liu Yuan’s breathing gradually calmed down, and the abnormalities on his body disappeared. Only the yin-yang fish in his Dantian became more stable.

At a certain moment, the yin-yang fish was also absorbed into his Dantian.

…

“The eight directions are the Dao, the great Taiyi the beginning, the beginning of the Dao is the end, and the cycle is repeated.”

The sound of chanting was like the sound of a great bell. It suddenly sounded, and the end of the sound disappeared. The next sentence was immediately connected, as if it was endless.

…

Liu Yuan opened his eyes and saw a cat’s tail wagging in front of him.

He reached out and grabbed it, then lifted it up.

“Meow meow meow?”

The orange cat, who was being carried upside down, had a face full of question marks. She swayed left and right, then curled up her body and looked at Liu Yuan with wide eyes.

Liu Yuan’s eyes were almost completely black, and no pupils could be seen. His eyes were indifferent and emotionless, and they were as deep as He Qingmeng’s eyes when she was demonized.

“Meow!” The orange cat suddenly arched her back, her hair standing on end.

The round black eyes instantly contracted and turned into the vertical pupils of a red-gold demon dragon. Even a few fiery-red scales appeared on its tail. She opened her mouth and bared its sharp teeth, making threatening snores.

Liu Yuan smacked Chuichui’s head and said in a bad mood, “You mount, you’re getting gutsy? To actually dare to throw a tantrum at me. It seems that you’ve been lacking in manners. It’s time I teach you a lesson. Just you wait.”

“Meow?” The orange cat was dumbfounded and instantly turned back to her dumb look. She meowed again in grievance and waved her little paws wildly. “I’m … I’m worried about you, meow meow meow.”

When she looked at Liu Yuan again, she found that the young man’s eyes had returned to their original appearance. There was no abnormality, and the expression on his face was the same as usual.

“Meow meow meow?”

The demon dragon was puzzled. It was strange that she had clearly felt a trace of the demon’s aura just now. She thought that Liu Yuan had been accidentally transformed into a demon, but it was gone now.

Chuichui almost thought that she was seeing things.

But as a noble Scarlet Mist Flowing Scaled Wrym, Chuichui felt that she definitely would not be wrong. Hence, she concluded that it must be because of that strange situation where demonic Qi and spiritual energy coexisted, which allowed Liu Yuan to become a demonic race or something similar.

“Then I’ll have to thank Chuichui for being worried.” Liu Yuan rubbed the orange cat’s head and placed her on his shoulder. He let out a long breath and smiled. “I’m fine now.”

Hong Ling kept the bronze cauldron and ran over to hug Liu Yuan.

“Pfft.” Liu Yuan staggered from the impact and squatted down. He quickly said, “I’m fine…”

The little puppet raised her head and kissed him. Her eyes were red, and her tears flowed out like broken pearls. “You, you can’t leave me behind again this time.”

To her, it had not been long since she reunited with Liu Yuan, and she almost lost him again.

“I’m fine, I’m fine. I’m fine now.” Liu Yuan softly patted the little puppet’s back. After coaxing Hong Luan with great difficulty, he stood up again.

When he saw the white jade stone tablet split in half, he was momentarily stunned. Then, he realized that something must have happened when he had sent his divine sense into the stone tablet. He had only found out after asking Zhiying.

“Father, what’s going on?” Zhiying’s gaze shifted down to Liu Yuan’s Dantian and said indifferently, “If it’s possible, I’d like to check the condition of your meridians and spiritual energy.”

“No, no, no, it’s fine,”

“It’s hard for me to say what’s going on with the current situation…” Liu Yuan’s expression was a little strange.

He was very clear about the current situation of his Dantian. The Golden Core that was originally as round as a chicken egg in his Dantian had been replaced by a small cyclone. The black and white yin and yang fish kept spinning, absorbing and filtering the spiritual energy like a swallowing whale. However, his cultivation did not decrease but rose instead, crossing five levels and reaching the eighth level of the Core Formation stage.

He had just reached the Core Formation stage not long before he came here. However, in the tomb of the Martial Emperor, all his spiritual power had been expelled, which put a great pressure on the Immortal cultivators’ bodies, but his body still unconsciously circulated the Qi. Later, when he recovered, his spiritual power had been absorbed by his ‘hungry’ body. He had already reached the third level of the Core Formation stage. The others should be the same, but the degree of their cultivation varied from person to person.

This time, a large amount of demonic Qi was used, and he rose to the eighth level of the Core Formation stage in one breath.

The injuries to his meridians had all been healed, and they had become tougher and wider. However, there were still some remaining injuries from the demonic Qi that had occupied his heart meridians. Now, this yin-yang vortex was slowly healing his injuries as well.

The beginning and the end of Taiyi Dao… Ultimate Taiyi Dao, Last Act.

Liu Yuan looked at the white-jade stone tablet. He had only obtained one of the eight fragments, the one that belonged to the demon race.

The last part of this cultivation method was actually divided into eight parts, and only specific races were involved… Perhaps the creator of this cultivation method really wanted everyone in the world to achieve Dao, so he designed cultivation methods with different characteristics for all races.

From this, one could deduce that the creator of this technique was probably not human.

Perhaps the Demon Emperor’s daughter, He Qingmeng, had come here to look for this. Otherwise, it would be too much of a coincidence that this place happened to be the demon race’s white jade tablet.

However, due to the demonic Qi in his body, Liu Yuan successfully triggered the stele and obtained the cultivation technique of the demon race, allowing him to control the demonic Qi.

“Oh right, where is Tang Yuanhua?”

Liu Yuan was deep in thought when he suddenly recalled the disciple from the Taiqing Pavilion who was either lucky or unlucky enough to be possessed by the Martial Emperor’s remnant soul.