Chapter 115: Fake Husband
The next day, early morning.
Dozens of Li Daoxuans in the room suddenly opened their eyes. Those lying on the ground and sitting on the beams all turned into hair and returned to Li Daoxuan's head.
Li Daoxuan on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, his energy was full and there seemed to be a divine light flashing.
After a night of practice, his magic power increased again. On the basis of the middle stage of fasting, he took another step forward.
At this rate, within three months, relying solely on his own practice, he would be confident that he would be able to enter the late stage of Bigu Qigong!
In fact, he still had several demon pills, but unfortunately, the auxiliary medicines were not prepared yet. Moreover, the demon pills were too strong, such as the demon pill of the eight-tailed fox demon, which he could not take with his cultivation level.
This made Li Daoxuan ponder that he had to find a way to get medicinal herbs in the future. It was too slow to collect them by himself.
He pushed open the door. It was a cloudy day and there was a drizzle outside. The sun had not yet risen, so he could not absorb the purple energy of the morning sun.
The master was sitting under the eaves, looking like he had not slept all night, with several strands of his hair falling on the ground.
"Shui Ze Jie, Shan Huo Ben, Lei Di Yu, Feng Tian Xiao Chu..."
He was muttering something, saying words that Li Daoxuan couldn't understand.
“Master!”
Li Daoxuan interrupted him and said, "Master, do you have any idea of how to break the Seven Skeleton Formation?"
Zhang Qianyang glanced at him, shook his head, and said, "It will take more time, maybe half a year at most, or three months at least."
This is because he is very confident in his attainments in formation. Otherwise, it would be a pipe dream to want to break a large formation like the Seven Skeletons Formation with his Yin Shen cultivation .
Hearing this, Li Daoxuan felt relieved and told her about his conversation with Lady Qingyi last night.
Zhang Qianyang waved his sleeves and said, "Go quickly, don't disturb me!"
His expression was both conflicted and focused. Li Daoxuan looked at his master and smiled. He hadn't realized that in addition to drinking and sleeping in coffins, his master was also so obsessed with formations.
The above looks like it is solving a math problem.
Li Daoxuan saluted his master with his fists, then held up an oil-paper umbrella and left Qingniu Temple in the drizzle.
Chen Ziyu walked side by side with him.
As soon as he stepped out of the gate of Qingniu Temple, Li Daoxuan noticed a pair of eyes. It was a young Taoist priest, only seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a straw raincoat, hiding in the corner and looking at him.
When he saw Li Daoxuan walking out of Qingniu Temple unharmed, his eyes widened in disbelief.
Li Daoxuan smiled at him and said, "Tell Taoist Wu that our master and disciple live very comfortably in Qingniu Temple. I am very satisfied with his apology."
It was obvious that this person was sent by Taoist Wu to investigate the situation.
After saying this, Li Daoxuan did not make things difficult for him and turned and left.
The young Taoist priest looked at his back, his eyes blurred, and under the umbrella... it seemed that two figures appeared?
He rubbed his eyes and looked again.
The next moment, the young Taoist priest uttered a cry of surprise, his feet slipped and he almost fell. He rolled and crawled, running backwards in a very embarrassed manner.
Under the oil-paper umbrella.
Li Daoxuan looked at Sister Yu who had turned her head to the back and covered her face with her hair. He couldn't help but cough and said, "Sister Yu, I know you have good intentions and want to help me scare him, but... it's a little too harsh."
Chen Ziyu said "oh" and returned to her original state.
"You don't like it?"
She looked up and asked.
Li Daoxuan was ashamed. Who could like this thing?
"Then next time I won't scare him, I'll just kill him directly."
Li Daoxuan's hand holding the umbrella trembled slightly. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a smile flash across Sister Yu's eyes.
She actually joked with herself?
This is a good sign. Sister Yu is more popular than before.
As they walked, Chen Ziyu found that they stopped at a clothing store. Li Daoxuan smiled at her and said, "Sister Yu, we need to change our identities when we go to Yaowang Village this time so as not to alert the enemy."
He definitely can't wear this Taoist robe anymore.
The shopkeeper was worried about the lack of business, so when he saw someone coming in, he personally stepped forward to greet him and said with a smile: "This Taoist priest is really handsome. Our shop has newly sewn Taoist robes. Would you like to try them?"
"No Taoist robes, just ordinary scholar robes."
"Yes, sir, please come this way!"
The shopkeeper was still very enthusiastic at this time, but he soon discovered something was wrong, and looked at the handsome Taoist priest with a strange look in his eyes.
The young Taoist priest did not ask him any questions, but kept looking around and muttering to himself.
"What do you think of this one?"
"Sister Yu, do you think white or blue looks better?"
"Okay, white then."
…
A moment later, Li Daoxuan walked out of the room specially for trying on clothes. He had taken off his Taoist robe and put on a white scholar's robe.
The clothes fit him well, and he looked tall and handsome in them. With a scholar's scarf on his head, he looked elegant and refined, truly like a beautiful orchid or jade tree.
If he were carrying a book box, he would look just like Ning Caichen going to Beijing to take the imperial examination.
The shopkeeper was about to say something complimenting, but he saw Li Daoxuan turned around and smiled at the empty corner: "Sister Yu, how is it?"
The shopkeeper felt a chill in his heart.
Fortunately, Li Daoxuan was very satisfied with the outfit, so he paid the money and left the store.
After leaving the house, Li Daoxuan looked at Chen Ziyu beside him, coughed, and said awkwardly: "Um, Sister Yu, do you know why I changed my clothes?"
Chen Ziyu nodded.
"So this time, Sister Yu, you can't hide under the umbrella anymore. You have to show up and pretend to be Zhao's sister. Naturally, you have to change your clothes."
Chen Ziyu looked at her wedding dress and a trace of confusion appeared in her eyes. She didn't know what clothes to change into.
Li Daoxuan pointed to a silk dress in the clothing store and said, "That one is pretty good."
She looked at the skirt, her eyes moved slightly. The indigo top and snow-white skirt were slender, elegant and very beautiful.
She used her magic power and the wedding dress began to change color. After a moment, it turned into that cloud-sleeved silk dress.
Li Daoxuan's eyes lit up and he showed a hint of surprise.
It was the first time he saw Sister Yu wearing a silk skirt. In the misty rain of Jiangnan, a young and beautiful lady holding an oil-paper umbrella walked out.
Her black hair was like a waterfall, her skin was as white as ice and snow, her eyes were cold and clear. As she held the umbrella, her jade-like arms were exposed, and her snow-white skirt fluttered slightly, like the sound of wind chimes.
Li Daoxuan walked up to her, took the Jade Sky-escaping Hairpin from her hand, and said with a helpless smile: "How can you hold such a good hairpin in your hand all day long?"
He lifted up Chen Ziyu's hair near her ears, combed her hair into a simple bun, and then inserted a jade hairpin into it.
It's like the finishing touch to a painting, planting plum blossoms in the snow.
"Well, not bad, it's perfect. Now there's only one thing missing."
Chen Ziyu felt a little embarrassed by his gaze, lowered her eyes slightly, and said, "What else is missing?"
"Missing a husband."
Chen Ziyu raised her head suddenly, and the hairpin that had just been inserted made a clanging sound, ready to be unsheathed like a sharp sword at any time.
Li Daoxuan quickly laughed and said, "It's a fake husband, a fake husband!"
"This time when we go to Yaowang Village, you pretend to be Zhao's sister, and I pretend to be, ahem, naturally, your husband."
