Chapter 337： Qingluo makes a choice, Daozi provokes (please subscribe)

Chapter 337 Qingluo makes a choice, Daozi provokes (please subscribe)

“Give up the marriage?”

Hearing this, Zhao Qingluo felt in a trance.

This decision is difficult for her to make. Whether she goes forward or retreats, she will lose something.

In terms of qualifications, she only has an upper-middle-grade spiritual root. If she hadn't shown her desire to seek the truth since she was a child, plus her status as a direct descendant of the Qiyue Zhao family, it would have been difficult for her to reach the golden elixir realm she is today.

Once the engagement is broken off, she will inevitably lose her status as a descendant of Shengyashan. This would mean that her future path would come to an end, and there would be no possibility of improvement.

Is it worth it for a momentary love?

Zhao Qingluo asked her heart.

After enjoying the benefits of being a direct descendant of Shengya Mountain, it will be difficult for her to return to the barren cultivation environment.

Although Wei Tu is an alchemist and amulet master with good earning power and is wealthy, compared with monks of the same level, if he supports one more golden elixir, he may seem poor.

It's easy to say for a while, but as time goes by, will Weitu continue to provide resources to her "vase"?

This may be a question mark.

Secondly, after breaking off the engagement, she and Wei Tu will have to compensate the Shengya Zhao family for their losses...

The amount of compensation will not be a small amount.

May directly return to poverty!

And then missed the path of the next few decades or hundreds of years.

Zhao Qingluo hesitated.

After breaking off the engagement, the tremendous pressure that followed suffocated her.

“Do we have to break off the engagement?” Zhao Qingluo pursed her lips, looking a little helpless.

From her perspective, losing seventy years of status in exchange for being the direct descendant of Shengya Mountain and receiving a large amount of resource support is undoubtedly a cost-effective deal.

Status is dispensable, invisible and intangible, so there is no need to strive for it.

Zhao Qingluo was a little reluctant to give up so many things for this little bit of status.

“Princess, I am not forcing you.”

“You and I are both cultivators of immortality, and we need to understand the importance of the word “love”. They are not only partners in dual cultivation, but also people who support each other along the way.”

Seeing Zhao Qingluo's reaction, Wei Tu knew what Zhao Qingluo was thinking. He sighed softly, shook his head and said.

He understood that this choice was too harsh for Zhao Qingluo.

Perhaps, when faced with a crisis, Zhao Qingluo will live and die with him and will not retreat.

But he didn't dare to bet on this probability.

In the final analysis, Zhao Qingluo's lifestyle and practice environment were very different from his.

 Zhao Qingluo was born as a direct descendant of a cultivating immortal family. Even though her family fell into disrepute, it didn't take long before she got the chance to rise to a higher position.

But he is different. He has walked step by step from the ordinary man slave to today. He has never relied on the hands of others and relied entirely on his own life and death.

There is a huge gap in the concepts and behavior of the two sides!

When they were not in contact, the two of them were in love with each other, but when they really lived together and established a relationship, they were nothing but chicken feathers.

"I will give the princess three days to think about it. If the princess disagrees... just pretend that Wei has never been here."

Wei Tu stood up and bowed his hands.

Since practicing so far, he has many beauties, but there are not many who can make him fall in love with them.

“I think it’s that skin-to-skin kiss. It’s also related to the little moving talisman given to me under the moon.”

Wei Tu recalls the past.

but-

Just when Wei Tu walked to the door.

A slightly cold, soft, and fragrant lips were printed on Wei Tu's face, and they groped towards Wei Tu's lips.

"Master Weifu, my heart has never changed. Even if...you and I can't become Taoist couples, I am still willing to be your dual cultivation partner." Zhao Qingluo blushed slightly and bit her red lips.

The status was lost by herself, and she could not bear the consequences, so she could not be demanding. Wei Tu gave her the status of a Taoist companion from now on.

Not as a Taoist couple, but as a dual cultivation partner.

She caught Wei Tu’s verbal flaw.

Zhao Qingluo hopes in her heart that after forty-five years, she can save this relationship again.

Taotu and Taoist companions, she wants both.

“Princess Qingluo…”

Wei Tu sighed, not knowing how to refuse Zhao Qingluo's kindness.

After all, it had been more than two hundred years since he had been close to a woman. Being teased like this by Zhao Qingluo really made him feel a little itchy.

In addition, after Zhao Qingluo did not want to break off the engagement... it would not be wrong to say that there was no emotion between him and Zhao Qingluo.

“In the past forty-five years, for the sake of the reputation of the Zhao family in Shengya, I have not been able to lose my virginity, but...”

Zhao Qingluo gently caressed Wei Tu's chest, and while sliding her knees slightly down, she untied Wei Tu's robe.

"this…"

Wei Tu's breathing was a little rapid, and he held Zhao Qingluo's arm in time to prevent him from making any further movements.

Once the double cultivation thing happened today, it would be difficult for him to re-examine this relationship in the future.

“Master Wei Fu, can you promise me this once today? It’s hard for me to make a decision. It’s not that I’m a selfish person, but the consequences this time are too serious…”

Zhao Qingluo was standing on Wei Tu's chest, her eyes were slightly red, and tears were running down her jade cheeks.

“That’s fine.”

Wei Tu's heart softened, and he loosened his grip on Zhao Qingluo's arms, letting him do whatever he wanted.

Zhao Qingluo leaned slightly, half-kneeling down, and her palace clothes slipped off, revealing her exquisite curves, and she hugged Wei Tu's body tightly, not letting go for a moment.

The two of them are doing what they have not finished since they competed for the "Foundation Establishment Pill" in the valley more than two hundred years ago.

…

Half a day later.

After finishing the matter, Zhao Qingluo tightened her robes and stared at Wei Tu with her moonlight eyes. She pursed her moist red lips for a moment, waved her jade sleeves, and left from this remote room.

"Wei Lang, see you again in forty-five years, I will never give up easily..."

Zhao Qingluo left this sentence far away.

"Although love is hard to let go, in the end...the path is still important."

Wei Tu **** his robe and murmured softly.

In fact, Zhao Qingluo is a very similar type of person to him, focusing on the road and not being emotional.

If it weren't for the various opportunities he had, he himself would probably have made the same choice as Zhao Qingluo.

"However, Qingluo is not my Taoist companion from now on, so I don't need to care too much about her reputation."

Wei Tu shook his head. Everyone has his own choice, and it was impossible for him to force Zhao Qingluo to break off the engagement.

…

After resting for a while, Wei Tu walked out of the guest room, looked for Zhao Huamin, and prepared to go down the mountain and leave Shengya Mountain.

“Fortunately you didn’t make a big mistake, Qingluo is still intact, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to bear the blame from my ancestor...”

When the two met, Zhao Huamin said this with a look of luck before Wei Tu could speak.

She had been paying close attention to the meeting between Wei Tu and Zhao Qingluo nearby, but out of respect for the two of them, she did not choose to eavesdrop or peek.

But then, Zhao Qingluo left... As someone who had been there, how could she not understand what happened between the two of them.

“Alchemist Wei, since you two have decided, then I will report this to my ancestor,”

Zhao Huamin said again.

She saw that Wei and Tu were "entangled" and mistakenly thought that Zhao Qingluo had already made the decision to break off the engagement.

“Fellow Taoist, don’t worry.”

Wei Tu stopped Zhao Huamin and said in a deep voice: "Qingluo chose another path. There is no need to report this matter to your ancestors."

"What?"

Zhao Huamin was surprised.

Although before this, she thought that the chance of Zhao Qingluo choosing to break off the engagement was low, but emotionally, she believed that Wei Tu still had a certain chance of success.

Unexpectedly, Wei Tu actually failed.

“There are still many people of the right age in the Zhao family. If Alchemist Wei doesn’t dislike it…”

Zhao Huamin's heart moved, and he reiterated the topic that had not been concluded a few days ago.

 Zhao Qingluo does not have the ability to recognize people, but she, a clan sister, does. She believes that Wei Tu has the potential of Yuanying, and there is a high probability that he will be able to prove Yuanying in the future.

Weitu shook his head, preparing to politely refuse.

but-

Just when Wei Tu was about to speak.

Hundreds of steps away, a qi machine suddenly locked onto his body from afar.

Seeing this, Wei Tu frowned slightly, and he raised his head and looked towards the place where the Qi machine came from.

In the distance, I saw a young Taoist priest wearing a gorgeous gold robe and a beam crown, standing deep in the peach blossom forest, smiling at the corner of his mouth, looking at him with a half-smile.

Beside this young Taoist priest, there was also a beautiful woman with skin like jade porcelain and eyes like lacquer.

“Situ Yang?”

Zhao Huamin slightly frowned and revealed the name of Liang Guan Taoist priest.

Obviously, the Shengya Zhao family did not have much favorable impressions of the young Taoist who abducted Zhao Zhujun.

“Are you Wei Tu?”

Situ Yang flew over, and a round of light floated behind him, reflecting the scenes of the gods, much like the Taoist gods enshrined in Taoist temples.

“Situ Daozi, Alchemist Wei is a distinguished guest of my Shengya Zhao family. Please pay attention to your status.”

Zhao Huamin spoke coldly and spoke first.

At this time, Zhao Zhujun, who was following Situ Yang, also came over. She said with a smile: "Third aunt, why do you have to reprimand Situ Daozi like this for having an affair with a member of the Zhao family? This Master Wei has also done this." ?”

“Are you planting a traitor next to me?”

Hearing this, Zhao Huamin’s eyebrows stood up, and his face suddenly turned cold.

She was not only angry about Zhao Zhujun planting a traitor, but she was even more angry because Zhao Zhujun turned his arm outward.

 Zhao Qingluo was originally a daughter of the Shengya Zhao family who was forced to evict her from the family in order to cover up the scandal.

Now Zhao Zhujun is not only unwilling to repent, but also wants to make Zhao Qingluo stinky. This is obviously an embarrassment to the family!

"Why does Third Sister have to say such unpleasant things? I also have a responsibility to cover up the family scandal."

Zhao Zhujun’s smile faded and he said coldly.

Twenty-five years ago, after the scandal broke out, her treatment and status as a direct descendant were deprived by the family and then given to Zhao Qingluo.

She did not dare to resist the Shengya Zhao family, but she still had the courage to deal with Zhao Qingluo.

“Situ, do it!”

Zhao Zhujun glanced at Situ Yang, his tone was slightly cold, and he shouted in a low voice.

After finishing speaking, there was just a "swish" sound, and the round of light behind Situ Yang instantly condensed into countless crystal light magic swords and shot towards Wei Tu.

“Alchemist Wei, be careful.”

Zhao Huamin was very anxious when he saw this scene.

Even though Situ Yang’s cultivation level is the same as hers, he is in the late stage of Golden Elixir, but he is a Taoist, so his strength is naturally different from ordinary Golden Elixir like her.

She has almost no backhand against Situ Yang, let alone Wei Tu who is only in the middle stage of Jindan.

Wei Tu was very calm, not panicked at all. He flicked his sleeves and took out the green soft sword that he had snatched from Qi Chengchu last time.

This green soft sword rose into the air and turned into a large green-scaled snake about ten feet in size. With a flick of its tail, it easily shattered many crystal light magic swords.

“A third-level high-grade magic weapon?”

Situ Yang was slightly shocked. He didn't expect that Wei Tu, a weak golden elixir from a remote village, would actually have a third-level high-grade magic weapon in his hand.

"It's just a stubborn resistance." Situ Yang said calmly, he pinched the magic formula, and the light behind him changed again, turning into an ancient seal.

This ancient and clumsy seal carried unmatched power. In just a few breaths, it beat the green-scaled snake to bruises all over its body, and its aura dimmed.

"Take it!" Wei Tu saw Situ Yang's ancient seal magic weapon. He was not in a hurry. He stretched out his hand to take back the green soft sword, turned around and pulled out several talismans, and blasted them one after another.

“There are so many talismans around you? It seems that this is your life-saving talisman.”

Situ Yang smiled disdainfully. While he urged Gu Zhuo's seal to attack, he also catalyzed the light flowing behind him to turn into a mana shield to resist the attack of the talisman.

However-

After beating for a while.

Situ Yang suddenly discovered that the talismans in Wei Tu's hands seemed to be inexhaustible.

In a short period of time, Wei Tu had already produced at least twenty third-level talismans.

And he was like a fool, enduring the bombardment from Wei Tu all the time.

Seeing that Wei Tu failed to take down Wei Tu with several moves, but Wei Tu was pressing forward step by step and was on the defensive, Situ Yang was furious. He rushed forward, preparing to use force to subdue Wei Tu and force him to surrender.

(End of this chapter)