The Woman who Became the “Male” God

In the bathroom, Joe Uly lay stiffly by the pool, crouching on his body, the violent blue veins on his skin, like small snakes, entangled him round and round, and a wave of demonic energy swallowed clouds and mist all over him. So much churn. In the marble bath, a cobweb-like crack was forcibly poked out by his fingers.

He just felt that the world was cold, and the negative emotions filled his heart, making him almost collapsed.

Just as he was about to be unable to support it, there was a faint sound of footsteps in his ears, as if stepping on the lake of his heart.

Joe Uly raised his head, and a familiar figure appeared in his dim vision.

It's him……

"No, don't... come here..." The words were spit out between his teeth with difficulty, with repressed pain.

However, the other party ignored it and continued to approach him.

Joe Uly couldn't move, so he could only watch him walk towards him, then squat down beside him, holding his wrist.

At this moment, Joe Uly felt as if his body had suddenly escaped from the cold, and all the fear and confusion also disappeared.

He slowly closed his eyes, relaxed his whole body, and gave everything to him.

The cold breath in the body was accompanied by severe pain, and was taken away little by little, until the body was lightened, and Joe Uly slipped into the water, and was firmly supported by one hand when he was about to sink into the water.

Anxian set up Joe Uly's arm, pulled him out of the bath, and dragged a towel around his Chiluo's body, helped him out of the bathroom, and laid him on the bed.

After dozens of minutes, Joe Uly woke up from a coma and saw An Xian guarding the bedside at a glance.

"What's the matter?" An Xian asked directly.

"I'm sorry." Joe Uly looked at her sadly. Although only three words were said on his mouth, his eyes read "I have a big secret in my heart, but I just can't tell you."

"I just cured you, and you tossed yourself like this ghost again. Do you think life is too boring, or do you think your life is too long?" An Xian reprimanded unceremoniously.

"I'm sorry." Joe Uly said the same thing.

"Okay." An Xian stood up and said coldly, "You don't want to say, I don't force it, but today is the last time I will treat you, next time whether you are alive or dead, I won't care anymore. ."

With that, she turned around and was about to leave.

"Don't go!" Joe Uly clasped her hand tightly and said eagerly, "There are some things that I really can't say. Once I say it, it may cause you trouble."

An Xian sat back again and said, "For me, your repeated illnesses are the biggest trouble. When I decided to treat you, I had a relationship with the Qiao family. There are some things even if you don’t. Say, I can no longer stay out of the matter."

Joe Uly fell silent and hesitated.

An Xian chose a comfortable posture and leaned on the sofa, and said lightly: "If you don't know where to start, let me start? Are you practicing some exercises?"

Joe Uli looked at her sharply: "You know?"

"I am a therapist. I found out when I checked your body for the first time. The reason why I didn't say it clearly was because I thought you knew that your physical condition was related to the wrong practice. He started to practice indiscriminately again." An Xian stared at him sharply, "Tell me, what is it that makes you so impatient to find death?"

Qiao Yuli looked at the ceiling and said after a long while: "Do you remember that I told you before that the'heavens' recorded in ancient documents have far more miraculous powers than those with spiritual power? That's not the case. My guess is real, because the ancestors found many fragments of exercises in certain ruins."

"Oh?" An Xian did not interrupt, sitting upright and listening respectfully.

"As far as I know, as early as hundreds of years ago, some people have tried to practice these techniques, but they basically ended in failure." Qiao Yuli slowly said, "There is only one exception, that is my ancestors. Grandpa, relying on this method of cultivation, lived to be 320 years old. Precisely because of this precedent, the Qiao family and several other families who know the inside story have never stopped studying these techniques."

An Xian frowned. From Qiao Yuli's description, it can probably be inferred that none of these families with cultivation techniques had a complete inheritance, and their ancestors were probably just ordinary mortals. So the question is, since ordinary people can survive part of that catastrophe, why are there not a single cultivator left?

As long as the cultivator breaks through the Nascent Soul Stage, even if the spiritual energy of the heaven and the earth is exhausted, they can live for a thousand years by relying on the spiritual stone. No matter how bad the living environment is and how cruel the competition is, at least a few thousand cultivators will remain, right?

But now, let alone the cultivators thousands of years ago, even the contemporary people who have practiced the orthodox cultivating methods have not found a single one.

The top powerhouses of this era are all focused on cultivating spiritual power. People who practice casually like Joe Uly, unless they are very lucky, are either going crazy or losing their lives. The ancestor of the Qiao family who lived to be 320 years old is definitely an exception.

Could it be that there are actually other cultivators on this planet, but they are all hidden?

An Xian feels that this is unlikely. She broadcasts live on the Internet every month, so high-profile and so ostentatious. If there were any cultivators, she would have noticed her a long time ago and ignored her without reason. And those relics, after more than a thousand years, should have been excavated by the surviving cultivators long ago. Where else would it be her turn?

Therefore, Anxian still tends to speculate that there are no orthodox practitioners.

Thinking of this, I just listened to Qiao Yuli continuing: "Unfortunately, the exercises obtained by several families are incomplete fragments and cannot be practiced. So they set up a secret research club, which will be used every once in a while. Select a few highly qualified children from all over the world to use as exercise practice experiments and find ways to perfect the incomplete parts."

An Xian was surprised: "They use children to do experiments? How many children are practicing these incomplete exercises?"

"I don't know either." Joe Uly shook his head, clutching the quilt tightly with both hands, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.

An Xian looked at him quietly for a while, and asked, "As Qiao's family, you should be very aware of the dangers involved. Why do you also participate in cultivation?"

A chill flashed in Qiao Yuli's eyes, and his tone was indifferent: "This is my father's decision, when I was 5 years old."

What father would experiment with his children?

An Xian immediately thought of another question: "When you were young, you couldn't be the master, but now that you have grown up, why continue to cultivate those messy things?"

Joe Uly said indifferently: "If I don't follow his instructions, he will attack my brother."

leisurely:"……"

Threatening one son to another son, this kind of father really refreshed her knowledge of human nature.

"Does your brother know about this?" An Xian asked again.

Joe Uly shook his head: "I promised to be my father's experiment at the beginning, but I didn't want to involve him. My father's strength comes not only from his own strength, but also from the families he cooperates with. I can't fight it alone. The only thing I can do is to make him live a little happier."

An Xian couldn't imagine that this man could sacrifice to such a point for his younger brother. He silently endured more than 20 years of pain, and forced himself to become a man without a ghost or a ghost.

An Xian originally wanted to ask which family it was, but he hesitated for a moment, but still did not ask.

The room was quiet, and after a while, An Xian said, "Can you show me the exercises you practice? I might be able to help you find a relatively safe practice method."

Qiao Yuli looked at him and said seriously: "You still don't care about this matter. The reason why I told you this is that I don't want to lose your friend." Finally, he finally had a friend who treats him sincerely. Knowing that it might bring him danger, he still selfishly told him the secret.

"I know what to worry about." An Xian said slowly, "You dare not violate your father for the sake of Joe Gus, but I can't let you practice like this, so if you compromise, you can continue to practice, but you must practice. I helped you improve the exercises. As long as you don’t say it, your father won’t know about it, and naturally I won’t be in any danger.”

Joe Uli was taken aback for a moment, and then he gave a happy smile: "Okay, listen to you."

He didn't ask him, even if a few families failed to improve the successful technique, why did he succeed in changing it? In fact, he doesn't care about the result at all. Even if he fails, his situation will not be worse than it is now. If he can exchange for the company of this person, he is willing to endure any pain.

This life is too lonely, at least before his death, let him be willful once...

Joe Uly took out a handwritten scroll from the secret compartment and handed it to An Xian.

An Xian took it, but after a few glances, his face suddenly changed, and he asked incredulously, "This is the technique you practice?"

Joe Uly nodded.

An Xian had the urge to curse for the first time, and the scroll in his hand recorded at least five different exercises. In the age of comprehension, let alone five kinds of exercises, cultivating two exercises with completely different systems at the same time will lead to confusion. And Qiao Yuli has cultivated five kinds of cultivation alone, how did he live until now? !

Seemingly puzzled by An Xian’s sudden anger, Joe Uly said: “These are all the exercises I have practiced in the past few years. They are here and there are no omissions. However, the previous ones have proved to be a failure, and my father has helped me abolish it. , The last one I started practicing only a few months ago."

An Xian did not dare to believe: "What do you mean is that every time you fail, your father will abolish all of your skills, and then let you practice another method?"

"Yes." Qiao Yuli's face was calm, and he didn't feel how cruel and inhumane this approach was!

Abolishing the skill of others is definitely a taboo in the realm of comprehension, and is generally only used to punish traitors, or to deal with demon. Not only was this man abolished his skill, he was also abolished four times!

So, how did he live till now? !

An Xian looked at Qiao Yuli's eyes at this time, as if he was looking at a Xiaoqiang who could not be killed.