C7 Pure yang infinite technique

Qian Long Mountain was the place where Wang Qian had lived for more than ten years.

Once upon Qian Long Mountain, there was a Daoist temple that did not acknowledge the Three Purities and Four Imperial Guards, nor did it serve the Daofathers of Heaven and Earth. There was only a single character on the temple that hung there for thousands of years.

However, the development of the urban and rural areas had been very fast in recent years. A remote place like Qian Long Mountain had also started the development of an ecological resort. That small monastery had finally been leveled.

Fortunately, his Master died too early to see that scene, or else he wouldn't be able to rest in peace.

Before the monastery was pushed to the ground, when Wang Qian was packing up his things, he discovered a shocking secret behind the long "human" word that had not been moved in several hundred years.

The "Pure Yang Infinite Technique" was passed down from an unknown date, and it was unknown who had written it. After Wang Qian left the mountain, he started to cultivate in high spirits.

However, fortune made a fool of him. He didn't become a god because of it, but instead accidentally went berserk and almost lost his life.

He had no choice but to rely on his master's knowledge of appearance and feng shui to live. On one hand, he went to the bar every night to pick up corpses, and on the other, he relied on a woman's yin energy to relieve the burning yang fire in his body.

But the hardest part was that he couldn't really do it until the problem was completely solved.

Even if one was moved by the emotions, it was still possible to ignite the burning of yang fire, and if one was not careful, it would result in the death of both the soul and the body. This was also why it had been such a waste for Su Su to kiss him previously.

Originally, he had relied on the accumulated Yin Qi to make his short lifespan last for around two months. But now he estimated that he only had four or five more months to live.

"Sigh, what a demoness." Thinking about Su Su, Wang Qian who was on the bus sighed, and then hung a smile on his face.

"Are you f * * king blind!" Just as Wang Qian was lost in thought, a shout came from the side.

Turning his head to look, he saw that it was actually a Spicy Sister dressed girl, with the same wine-red hair. But when compared to Wang Qian, no matter if it was her appearance or temperament, she was truly a little shabby.

The reason why she scolded was because the driver had braked, causing the girls behind her to be caught off guard and run into her.

Looking at the girl again, she was wearing plain clothes with a ponytail, with the tip of her delicate eyebrows drooping slightly, and the word "grievance" written in her limpid eyes.

She tiptoed and used all her strength to hold on to the hoop. Facing the Spicy Sister's scolding, she could only reply quietly: "I'm sorry."

Spicy Sister lowered his head and looked at her, snorting in disdain: "Stupid shorty."

The girl lowered her head, not daring to refute.

Wang Qian looked at it for a bit and stopped looking. There were a lot of unfair things in this world, he was not a moral model, why would he care about so many things.

"Hey, can you give us a seat?"

Wang Qian was still thinking about Su Su when that ear-piercing voice sounded again.

Turning his head to the left and right, he saw the arrogant Spicy Sister.

"What are you looking at? You?" At the very least, we're still a man. I wonder if it's better if we're ladies? " Spicy Sister chewed on her gum until her saliva almost flew onto Wang Qian's face.

Wang Qian was startled, then with an 'oh' sound, he stood up.

Spicy Sister snorted complacently. Just as he was about to sit down, Wang Qian reached out his hand to pull the girl who was trying her best to hold onto the ring, and threw her onto the seat.

The girl was stunned, as was the Spicy Sister.

"What the hell do you mean?"

Wang Qian very straightforwardly explained: "Respect the elderly and take care of the young female first. Once you see you, you will become an adult and won't have the face to compete for a seat with a primary school student, right?"

"That, I'm not a primary school student …" The girl who was thrown onto's seat weakly said as she raised her hand.

Wang Qian glanced at her, and after three seconds, he turned to Spicy Sister and said: "Even if she is a junior high student, you have to let her go."

"I'm not the first …"

"Are you crazy!?" Spicy Sister's shout immediately caused all the people in the carriage to cast their gazes over.

Wang Qian's skin was thick, he did not care about everyone's stares, and Spicy Sister was obviously not aware of this either, only the girl in the middle had her head buried in her chest.

"What does it have to do with you whether I let you or not, are you trying to cause trouble?" Spicy Sister's saliva flew everywhere, and even ruthlessly pushed Wang Qian away, but she realised that she was the one who was retreating.

Although Wang Qian was not that tall and sturdy with a height of about 1.8 meters, it was still not something she could move.

Sweeping his eyes over the Spicy Sister, Wang Qian saw that the carriage was about to stop, Wang Qian said indifferently: You're a man, yet you address yourself as father, don't bother me anymore, you're too ugly, it will affect my mood. "Goodbye."

Just as Wang Qian was about to get off, a bag that looked a little similar to Su Su's walked over.

Wang Qian tilted his head, conveniently grabbing onto her wrist, then with a light push, he sent her more than a meter away.

Spicy Sister fell to the ground, unable to believe that Wang Qian had actually made a move.

"Aiya, I'm sorry. My hand slipped." Wang Qian immediately jumped off the car after he said that, he did not want anyone to criticize him for hitting women.

"Just you wait!"

After getting off the carriage, Wang Qian could still hear the Spicy Sister's roars, but he didn't take her seriously at all.

There are tens of millions of people in Xinghai, where can you find your brother?

Just as he was about to leave, he passed by a petite figure that was walking hurriedly. It was the timid girl.

Hm? Was he afraid of getting into trouble by staying in the car?

"About that, thank you for just now." However, I am not a junior high student. " The girl turned her head, thanked him, and hurried away.

Seems like I'm not a good person in her eyes, huh. Wang Qian rubbed his chin that had a sigh, thinking that this girl's eyesight was not bad.

At the very least, it's not easy to recognize at a glance that I'm not a good person.

He first went to the nearest bank and took out several thousand yuan, then ran to neutralization hall, his current destination.

There were a lot of pharmacies in Star City, but there was only the neutralization hall in the camp. Furthermore, all the rare and precious herbs that were hard to find in the outside world could be found in the neutralization hall.

Of course, the price wasn't cheap.

This was Wang Qian's second time here. The first time was two months ago, and after asking about the price, he honestly went to the bar to pick up corpses.

Because of a mistake in his cultivation, his yang fire had been burning and his lifespan was extremely short.

To refine a yang fire, one would have to absorb enough Yin power and borrow it to reconcile with the yang fire. Or, they could use external items to gradually wear down yang fire.

After all, Wang Qian did not have much confidence in his self-control. It was possible that the next time he lost control of himself, he would immediately burn himself to death out of lust, which would be hilarious.

The only problem was that he did not have money. Medicinal plants were expensive these days, and what he wanted was not ordinary medicinal herbs. Adding on the three conditions that Su Su had mentioned, Wang Qian felt that he had never been so short of money before.

He found a counter and opened up a prescription. It was filled with rare items that no one had heard of before. He calculated the price at 300,000 yuan and said that it was a discount for him.

Wang Qian cursed in his heart as he took the prescription to the other counter to get the medicine.

"Mr. Wang Qian, your medicine."

The voice sounded a little familiar. Wang Qian raised his head and was stunned for a few seconds before he muttered: "Damn, it really is a black market. Such a famous store and it even accepts child labourers."

The girl holding the medicine bag on the bench wanted to cry, but no tears would come out. "I'm really not a junior high student …"