Before he finished speaking, Bing Yuexi looked at her sideways and quickly shut up.

"Xinyan, death, mirror, dream world! You use these four abilities to condense the Taoist seeds, how will you practice in the future?" Bing Yuexi asked.

Bingchen was stunned, and his face instantly became a little ugly.

"Yes, how should I practice in the future?"

Things that condense Taoist seeds are generally the products of the exercises you practice. Before you create the exercises yourself, you need to use the exercises you practice to warm up the Taoist seeds in order to transform the Taoist seeds into the divine nature.

However, the four Taoist seeds condensed by Bing Chen have nothing to do with the skills he practiced. They all suddenly appeared in his body within just four days, and then uncontrollably condensed into his own.

Taoist species.

To be honest, Bing Chen's condensation of Taoist seeds this time was not intentional, but purely passive, or he should have been persecuted by this "Four Seasons Land".

Seeing Bing Chen's face look ugly, Bing Yuexi's mouth showed a sneer.

"Master, it's not that the disciples are willing to use them to gather the Taoist seeds. I couldn't control myself in my dreams before." Bing Chen said with a grievance.

"Is that true?" Bing Yuexi said with a smile.

Bingchen felt guilty because at the end of the dream, he had already "wake up" in the dream, and when he gathered the seeds of Tao, he also felt something, or should say, let it do it.

"Really, please believe in my disciples." Bing Chen swears: "What I want to condense most is Master's Ice Soul Dao Seed, which is a supreme level skill. The Dao Seed condensed is definitely extraordinary, no matter how bad it is, it is

If you have a divine level, you will always be like these four Taoist seeds that you don’t know the level.”

Bing Yuexi glanced at Bing Chen again.

Suddenly, when he said this, Bingchen suddenly asked again: "By the way, Master, can you tell me, what level are the four Taoist seeds of disciples?"

"I don't know, don't ask me." Bing Yuexi said without hesitation.

Bingchen: "..."

......

Kunyuzhu, Mengyao courtyard.

A figure flashed past and then entered one of the attics.

Suddenly, Zhong Liwei opened her eyes immediately. When she saw the person in front of her, she was obviously a little shocked.

"Shh!"

Bingchen made a booing gesture, flashed to Zhong Liwei, and hugged her waist. The next moment, the two disappeared.

The vast mountains are covered with ice and snow.

On the top of the mountain, above a huge rock, Bing Chen and Zhong Liwei appeared.

"Mr....Young Master!" Zhong Liwei said softly.

His cheeks were slightly red and his face showed a little shyness.

Holding Zhong Liwei's hand lightly, Bing Chen smiled softly and said, "What are you calling me?"

Zhong Liwei was stunned for a moment, but her cheeks became more rosy again.

"Young Master, don't make fun of me, I..." Zhong Liwei said in a low voice.

However, before he finished speaking, Bingchen lowered his head and kissed her red lips.

Zhong Liwei was shocked, and her little heart was instantly thumping. After being kissed for a while, she took a breath, closed her eyes, held Bingchen's neck with her arms, and slightly paddled her toes, and took the initiative to cater to her.

After a long time, the lips parted.

Zhong Liwei was extremely shy and buried her head in Bingchen's chest.

"Just now, I had a very long dream." Bingchen suddenly said.

Upon hearing this, Zhong Liwei looked at Bing Chen's cheek.

Bingchen lowered his head, looked at him, and said softly: "In my dream, I returned to when I was still in Jianling City."

Zhong Liwei was slightly stunned.

"I spent ten years there and tried another life for ten years." Bingchen said again.
Chapter completed!