In Yuhua Palace—

After dinner, Su Zhao stayed in the palace, intending to teach Su Ziyan's immortal skills. This was one of the many sword techniques collected by Taibai Jianjun to prove the immortal immortal.

It is called Lingxu Sword Technique. The sword moves lightly and elegantly. The person who uses the sword holds the spiritual light sword and crosses the void. The sword rainbow is scattered and the clothes are fluttering, just like a flying immortal from the sky. From the description of the characteristics of this sword technique, it is obviously a special practice for women.

At that time, Taibai Sword Lord only wanted to absorb the true meaning of the sword art to use as a stone in another mountain, and never practiced by himself.

Su Zhao is now passing on the sword technique and supporting skills to Su Ziyan.

It is still a magical thought that spreads the Dharma, without falling into words, raising your hand and emitting colorful light, and the air point is at the center of Su Ziyan's eyebrows.

The girl's willow leaves stood slightly with thin eyebrows, and her bright eyes were full of surprise, as if she was very strange to everything in front of her.

"Sister, don't be distracted, you can perceive the words of the martial arts carefully." Su Zhao's face was silent and she said with a clear voice.

The lazy sunlight in the afternoon passed through the window screen of Yuhua Palace, and fell on the head of the girl with bright eyes and good looks and snow shoulders, as if she was cast on it with a layer of holy glory.

"Yeah." Su Ziyan's eyebrows and eyes drooped, and responded a little embarrassedly, gently closed her eyes, and her curved eyelashes trembled slightly. For some reason, when the young man opposite was watching Wen Xu's eyes, he felt uncomfortable feeling that his hands and feet had nowhere to rest.

However, there is no time to examine how this complex and subtle psychological cause comes from, I just feel that my mind is a little dazed, as if I have entered a world of light and shadows, and a colorful world.

A huge torrent of information gathered in Taichung, Ling, and impacted the mind.

‘Uh…” The girl’s crystal-clear jade suddenly turned white, and her delicate body shook for a while.

Seeing this, Su Zhao's expression changed slightly. He quickly reached out to help the girl's shoulders peeling, and at the same time input a magic power to relieve it. He was puzzled and said in his heart that it shouldn't be.

Previously, when he taught Xu Zhen’s immortal method, everything was coming as usual?

Su Zhao didn't know that the deepest part of Su Zijing's soul on the spiritual platform was that a clear cry sounded, and the noble phoenix sounded, which was the cry of the green phoenix, which resounded through the void.

Because Su Zhao had no way of detecting it in an inexplicable place.

It seems that the transmission of the divine thoughts of the Dharma of Immortality awakened the sleeping spirit deep in Su Zixiang's soul.

Su Zhao thought with thought, her eyes were filled with sorrow, she hugged the girl's shoulders, slowly replenished her magic power, raised her eyes and observed the girl's expression change at the moment. Seeing her fair and jade-like face gradually becoming rosy, she breathed a sigh of relief and temporarily let go of her doubts.

"Sister, how are you?" Su Zhao asked hurriedly as she saw a pair of bright eyes suddenly opened, and a hint of confusion appeared between Xiaoxiang Zhishui's deep eyebrows and eyes.

Su Zixiang pursed her cherry lips and said in a delicate voice: "I feel like I remember a lot of knowledge. Is this the method of immortality? If you achieve success in the future, can you sing into Qingming with a sword and sing in the world like Zhao Ge?"

The girl with bright eyes and white teeth and gentle as water joked to Su Zhao, and then started to laugh at herself.

Su Zhao smiled and said, "With my talent and character, I can't say that my cultivation will surpass me soon."

Su Zixiang said, "I'm making fun of me again."

The siblings and joking for a while.

Su Zhao said: "Later, you and I will sit cross-legged and face each other with my palms. I will take you to practice the true energy first and help you familiarize yourself with the method of exercising your skills."

As he said that, he held the girl and headed towards the show couch beside him.

A faint strangeness flashed across Su Zixiang's bright and soft cheeks, and his cherry lips moved, but he didn't say anything, and responded.

Su Zhao did not doubt that he had him. He helped the girl walk around a screen, picked up the hanging bead curtain, and walked into the bedroom.

It turns out that since Su Zhao was twelve years old, she has never entered the girl's boudoir again. Now she has walked into it and smelled the scent of musk and orchid. She suddenly saw a dress hanging on the clothes hanger. She pondered for a moment and said, "I asked Shaoyao to find a bamboo mat, and it's outside..."

"No need, just be here." Su Zijing said with a chuckle, pulling Su Zhao's hand, walking towards the Xiu couch, taking the shoes, getting on the Xiu couch, sitting cross-legged, and said generously: "Come up too."

However, as he spoke, he felt a heart beating "bang" and quickly took a deep breath and acted as if nothing had happened.

Su Zhao nodded, took off her boots, and smiled slightly and said, "Sister sitting cross-legged, really looks like a great monk."

"Is that? But I learned it only when I see you often behave like this." Su Zixiang said with a smile, not showing any weakness.

Su Zhao smiled, and also sat cross-legged, and said softly: "Take your hands out, stay with Lao Gong to enter mana."

Because the exercises must be used to travel through meridians, the acupoints must be opposed. Of course, this is the same as Xu Zhen did the day before yesterday, but it cannot be used now.

Su Zixiang responded, acted as he said, stretched out his hands, his fingers were slender, white and warm, and they gathered together.

Su Zhao handed it over. The moment the two of them fought each other, Su Zixiang's delicate body paused slightly. For some reason, when he remembered the scene of his fingers intertwining in the back hall of Ganlu Hall that day, a circle of ripples appeared in the lake of his heart.

"Ningxin Zhengyi."

A clear voice sounded, and Su Zixiang's cheeks heated up, she retracted her thoughts, and closed her eyes at the same time.

Su Zhao also closed his eyes at this moment, and used his palms to squirt magic power. A stream of magic power that was as gentle as water followed the girl's Laogong point, went up the arm, and then like shoulder blades, wandering through its meridians. The magic power was gentle and relaxed, turning into a warm current to broaden it, protecting the girl's meridians and spiritual orifices.

"Forehead?"

Su Zixiang suddenly snorted and frowned for some reason.

"This... the meridians are actually different from ordinary people?" Su Zhao raised her eyebrows and said in surprise.

To be honest, he was a little unexpected because he discovered a problem that Su Ziyan's meridians were very different from those of ordinary people, so that his magic power was not sure where to flow.

Even Su Zhao had a guess in his heart that he couldn't believe - this was completely different from the human meridian structure.

"But this... is too incredible?" Su Zhao's face paused slightly, and there were many doubts in his heart. For him, it was the first time he encountered this situation. After thinking about it, he divided a ray of divine thoughts and devoted himself to his magic power, preparing to use divine thoughts to control magic power to explore the path forward.

"This meridian is really a wonder of creation. It does not follow the eight strange meridians to open up the immortal veins, but it is more like the legendary hidden veins. At the same time, the arrangement of the orifices of the Circle and Heaven is different from that of humans... Is this a monster?" Su Zhao controlled his magic power with his divine thoughts, exploring along a fairy vein with green light and green clouds. He felt that the path he was walking was like entering the vast world of the world. The kind that seemed to have entered a completely different way, which brought him doubts, and also made him feel an unspeakable novelty.

"This meridian, spiritual orifice structure, is like An An... this is definitely not a human being! But how could it be? Sister, she..." Su Zhao's heart was filled with huge waves at this moment, and she was wondering for a moment that his sister's background was really that simple?

When he was born, his sister was over one year old, maybe...

"I'm afraid, I need to ask the eunuch Ling Youjiang for this matter." Su Zhao was surprised and vaguely felt that Su Zixiang must have hidden a huge secret, and even suspected that this sister might be the reincarnation of a powerful person.

When Su Zhao was puzzled, she didn't know that Su Zixiang's cheeks, as white as snow, was as red as clouds, and her pair of smoky eyebrows were furrowed tightly. Her teeth were biting her lower lip tightly, trying not to make a sound, and her whole body was even more fragrant and sweaty, as if she was fished out from the water. Her temples and her beautiful neck were covered with crystal beads of sweat.

She only felt an indescribable numbness all over her body, which made it difficult for her to speak, just like... it seemed like a pair of big hands fell from above and stroked them inside and out...

The girl vaguely realized something was wrong. Her curved and long eyelashes were trembling slightly, and she was about to open her eyes and ask, "Brother Zhao, are you teaching immortal methods?"

Su Zhao, who was concentrating on exploring the bloodline of suspected "ancient divine beast", clearly felt the green light-colored fairy vein shaking constantly, and said, "Of course, concentrate..."

Su Zixiang: "???"

until……

Su Zhao drove his magical thoughts to the end of the Qingyu Yingying Fairy Vein. The rays of rays are gorgeous, as faint as whirlwinds, as if they were the end of some kind of fairy Vein and the exit of the spiritual orifice.

"Um..." A charming voice sounded, and my hands relaxed without realizing it.

Su Zhao frowned, opened her eyes, and was about to ask, when she saw a strange scene in front of her, she asked in surprise: "Ah, what's going on?"

Su Zixiang leaned against the head of the bed at this moment, with her eyes that were swaying, clouds and mists turned into rain, and her cheeks looked at the boy opposite her angrily and resentful, and said tremblingly: "You still ask me, I still want to ask you...what is the matter?"

Su Zhao was stunned in place, feeling that things were going big, and a light flashed in her mind, and she said in a hurry: "This is cutting off hair and marrow. You know, sweat brings out the heat and toxins in the body, and the spirit is refreshed, as if it is removed from the swelling."

Su Zixiang blinked: "..."

Hot toxin?

Su Zhao coughed and said calmly: "This sword technique... may not be suitable for you."

Su Zixiang glanced at Su Zhao, hugged her shoulders with her hands, and looked at Su Zhao unwaveringly, as if "Please start your performance".

Su Zhao pondered for a while and said, "You have a weird thing..."

When Su Zijing heard this, she was stunned for a moment, and then her cheeks were red and white. I don’t know if they were ashamed or angry, Qingchi said, “Su Zhao, do you know, I am your sister!”

When Su Zhao heard this, her face paused slightly, and she was a little disappointed for a moment, and said, "It's not that what I mean. I said that your meridians are different from ordinary people, not like humans."

There is nothing to hide, and he is also a little curious. Xiang Wu, the ancestor of the Su family, was in his body and did not have the surname Nie, so where did the crazy blood come from?

Su Ziyou Xiuli's eyebrows frown, knowing that she had misunderstood, she said in surprise: "It's not a human, what does it mean?"

Su Zhao shook her head and explained, "I don't know either. It might be the bloodline of the divine beast. An An seems to be the bloodline of this kind. But, sister, have you left anything for you before my mother left?"

A hint of shock flashed through Su Zijing's heart, and the beautiful and beautiful face turned slightly cold, saying, "What words can I leave? What words can I leave when my mother left early?"

Su Zhao frowned and said, "It doesn't make sense. Your bloodline looks very high."

Su Zijing said quietly: "Okay, don't have to work hard anymore. You may have been born without the will to practice Taoism."

Su Zhao was silent for a moment and said, "I'll take a look."

As he said that, he went to grab Su Ziyan's hand, but the girl avoided it and welcomed a slightly frown brow. Xiaoshui Yiyi's eyes, and looked at Su Zhao quietly. The meaning was almost the same, come again?

Su Zhao's face paused, and she withdrew her hand in disappointment, feeling the atmosphere... was a little weird.

"You go back, I have to take a shower and sweat. Ugh, in your words, cut off the hair and wash the marrow." Su Ziyan said, as if he had calmed down the atmosphere and said softly.

Su Zhao nodded and said, "Then if you have anything to do, call me and I'll check the classics again."

As he said that, he also got off the show couch, put on his cloud boots, and left the side hall.

When Su Zhao left, Su Zixiang took a deep breath. The girl had a complicated face, hugged her knees with her hands, her eyes gradually became eccentric, and her mood was complicated for a moment.

"Your Highness, do you call me?" At this moment, the voice of the palace maid Shaoyao sounded behind the screen, interrupting the girl's thoughts.

Su Zixiang turned her head, her lush black hairs drooped, and a hint of surprise appeared on her cheeks as clear as snow. But she understood, and said, "Go and make some hot water, I want to take a shower and change my clothes."

"No." Shaoyao responded gently.

Because in the palace, noble people love purity and may need to take a bath at any time, so they always keep hot water. In a short while, the hot water is ready.

Su Ziyan slowly stood up and walked towards the bathtub. At this moment, a piece of her clothes appeared under the girl's green silk skirt, and she hurriedly left her clothes, like the newly-launched glass jade feet of bamboo shoots, stepped on the fifth-level wooden couch, and the pink elixir-painted jade toes were slightly raised, with a bit of pretty in her cuteness.

With the sound of "slam", her slender and milky white legs walked into the bathtub filled with petals, slowly sank into the bottom of the water, revealing only a slit with black hair hanging down. Su Ziyan felt a sense of fatigue hit her heart, and a hint of melancholy was covered with depression.
To be continued...