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Chapter 733 I'm a guest, a ghost, an infatuated person

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In the world, there is peace and harmony in practicing the Dharma, and you will not let down your beautiful woman or your noble lord.

The long sword is tilted wildly, plowing the court and sweeping holes.

The girl is happy, angry, weeping and resentful. She has thousands of words to say, but her heart is muddy. Everything is just between humming and humming, and she complains:

"Can you please slow down..."

The man talks little and works diligently, realizing that yin and yang complement each other and nourish the minds of both parties.

Dual cultivation is not about taking supplements, but calling out the true heart with the true heart, and integrating the primary yin with the primary yang.

At the beginning of Zi Shi.

The girl lost her shame and regained her coolness. She snuggled into the man's arms and asked doubtfully:

"How did you learn so quickly?"

"It's Miaozhen, you taught me well." The man's face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he was serious.

The girl murmured incomprehensibly, obviously not believing it.

The man named Zhao Wujiang pulled up the quilt, covered his graceful body, and said softly:

"Then you can teach me other Taoist techniques, such as the Qi-gazing technique you mentioned before, or some of the talisman carvings of the Taoist sect that I know, some divine spells or thunder techniques."

"You know a lot about Taoism." Yang Miaozhen twisted her green silk with her slender jade fingers and thought:

"Qi-gazing, telepathy, and incantation are all common Taoist techniques.

But it is also an extremely difficult and profound technique.”

Zhao Wujiang listened silently, like a curious baby. He still understood the principle of having many skills but not being overwhelmed. If he learned some Taoist skills, he could also increase his strength.

Yang Miaozhen's beautiful face was flawless, she frowned slightly and patted away Zhao Wujiang's big hand that had been rubbing her proud Fengyue at some point.

She discovered that Zhao Wujiang had a little habit when he was thinking, that is, he liked to rub his fingers. Now that he was holding her, his hands became more and more restless. Instead of rubbing his fingers, he rubbed them randomly.

Now she is explaining Taoism to Zhao Wujiang. If she rubs and rubs it, if the two of them are attracted to each other again and their lust rises again, they will be delayed for another hour or two or even longer.

Yang Miaozhen's eyebrows were cold and she spoke eloquently:

"The art of reading Qi is actually a Taoist technique similar to reading faces. By observing a person's Qi, you can see what kind of person he is.

But there are many people in the world, their thoughts are mixed, and their Qi will be chaotic and changeable, making it difficult to see through.

However, your Qi is mostly deep purple and pure, which shows that you are clear, have a peaceful mind, and are transparent in your actions and not surprised by others.

As for the deeper content, I can't see through it.

After all, I am just new to the art of qi reading.

If my master were here, not only would he be able to see through more, but he would also be able to spy on your future secrets."

Zhao Wujiang narrowed his eyes slightly. This technique seems simple, but it is so powerful after being mastered? Isn't that the same as being able to read other people's life scripts?

"Yes, but Master often says that the secrets of heaven must not be leaked. Too many causes and effects will damage your longevity." Yang Miaozhen's expression was filled with embarrassment, but she still told the truth:

"Actually, the reason why I went to Lanruo Temple was because Master once wrote to me, saying that my good fortune lies in Lanruo Temple.

Later I discovered that the lucky fate is most likely you.

You have a strong purple spirit, and you should be very close to the emperor of Daxia. If your surname was not Zhao, I would definitely think that you are the current emperor of Daxia.

But this also shows that you have profound blessings, and people with profound blessings can continue to bless those around them."

Zhao Wujiang was silent, somewhat disbelieving Yang Miaozhen's last words. If he was really blessed to be able to protect the people around him, then...

Yang Miaozhen seemed to feel Zhao Wujiang's mind sinking, and said softly:

"Not everyone can bear blessings. Sometimes, the blessings that fall are like poison and can destroy a person."

She turned around, her round and straight breasts rubbing against Zhao Wujiang's chest, and she said seriously:

"But there is a red light in your purple aura recently. I can't tell whether it is a disaster or a blessing. You need to be careful.

This is a blessing, not a curse, but a curse may be difficult to avoid.

After all, it can reveal red light in the majestic purple air. If it is a disaster, it will definitely be a disaster."

"That's right." Yang Miaozhen moved her jade hand, took the Taoist robe, groped in the Taoist robe, and found a yellow talisman with complicated inscriptions on it. She handed the yellow talisman to Zhao Wujiang and said seriously:
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