Taoist cultivation begins with being a miner

Five days after the auction ended, Qing Hualian emerged from seclusion, and she had changed considerably compared to before. Now, Lu Yan could no longer detect her cultivation level, only feeling that she was now unfathomable.

"Fairy Qing, how much of your strength have you recovered?" Lu Yan asked curiously.

"Not much, just a little bit," Qing Hualian replied with a smile.

"How much is a little bit? That's three second-tier pills!" Lu Yan was quite shocked. If even second-tier pills couldn't restore her strength, how strong must she have been originally?

"Want to know?" Qing Hualian asked meaningfully.

"Mm." Lu Yan nodded honestly.

"Let's practice our skills, and then I'll tell you." Qing Hualian said, revealing a malicious expression.

"Alright." Lu Yan had been feeling a bit bored lately from drawing talismans and refining pills, so this was a good opportunity to stretch his hands and feet.

"Be careful, fairy." After saying that, Lu Yan reached out to grab Qing Hualian's shoulder.

But before anyone could touch her, she felt a sharp pain in her stomach and was sent flying backwards into the courtyard.

"Wow! That's fast." Lu Yan felt dizzy and couldn't even tell which way was which.

"Again." As she spoke, Qing Hualian stood in front of Lu Yan once again.

"Alright, Fairy Qing, this time I'm going all out." With that, Lu Yan mustered all his strength and threw a punch at Qing Hualian.

Unfortunately, she easily dodged it.

Lu Yan continued his attack, but still couldn't touch Qing Hualian at all.

"You're too slow. You can't even touch the hem of my clothes." Qing Hualian shook her head.

Then Qing Hualian grabbed Lu Yan's wrist with her slender hand, and Lu Yan felt his right hand being held by a huge force and unable to break free. When he tried to kick her, Qing Hualian kicked him in the buttocks first and sent him flying again.

Lu Yan dusted himself off and stood up again.

Seeing Qing Hualian's smug expression, Lu Yan suspected that she was seeking revenge.

I used to bully her a lot when she was weak.

Just as Lu Yan had thought, Qing Hualian was determined to vent her anger this time, unaware of how much she had been taken advantage of while unconscious.

"The angle of your punch is wrong, aim higher."

"Your legs are still a bit out of sync; your body isn't coordinated enough."

"Go faster, or there will be countless openings if you're too slow."

Qing Hualian continued to instruct and torture Lu Yan until, after half an hour, Lu Yan, exhausted, lay on the ground, not wanting to move at all.

After Lu Yan rested, Qing Hualian continued until evening. After Lu Yan took a high-grade healing pill, he was about to rest when Qing Hualian pulled him up to play with the Great Immortal.

But this time was different from the past. Qing Hualian was incredibly lucky, while Lu Yan was extremely unlucky.

"Fairy, do you take me for a fool? Why is it that your dice always roll the perfect number, while mine never rolls the right number?" Lu Yan was getting a little angry after this had been going on for so long.

"I just thought you were an idiot~" Qing Hualian readily admitted.

"This is unfair, you cheated!" Lu Yan said angrily when he heard the other party insult him like this.

"What? You have a problem with that?" Qing Hualian said, her eyebrows furrowed and her hands clenched so tightly they cracked, the threat obvious.

"No, you did a good job, Fairy~" Seeing this, Lu Yan very sensibly admitted defeat.

After all, he had been beaten up by her all day and didn't want to experience that feeling again.

I spent a very frustrating time playing with Qing Hualian until the end of Hai Shi (9:00-11:00 PM).

Qing Hualian laughed heartily because of her consecutive victories.

Over the next few days, Qing Hualian practiced with Lu Yan. Although it was tough and tiring, the results were very effective.

With the meticulous guidance of a knowledgeable Golden Core cultivator, Lu Yan's combat skills improved dramatically.

At night, when Qinghualian's game flared up, she would drag Lu Yan to play the Great Immortal, making Lu Yan feel like he was in heaven.

……

Half a month later.

"You've already grasped a lot of the essence of fist and foot techniques. From now on, you just need to practice diligently. Now, pick up your most commonly used weapon and attack me," Qing Hualian said to Lu Yan.

"Okay." Lu Yan knew that this was a rare opportunity, so he took out the Mining God's Pickaxe.

"Is this a pickaxe?" Qing Hualian was also seeing Lu Yan's God of Mining Pickaxe for the first time. She had always thought that Lu Yan used a knife, and she couldn't believe it for a moment.

"That's right, it's Hao." Lu Yan readily admitted.

"Pfft~" Qing Hualian couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Don't laugh at me, Fairy Qing. I won't hold back when I pick you up." Lu Yan's lips twitched, feeling slighted.

"Okay, okay, you come here, I promise I won't laugh anymore, hehehe~" It was obvious that Qing Hualian couldn't hold back.

Lu Yan: ...

"Qing Xianzi, take this!" Lu Yan stopped talking and directly picked up the Mining God's Pickaxe and swung it at Qing Hualian.

Ke Qinghualian didn't dodge at all, and directly grabbed the attacking pickaxe of the mining god with her hand.

"Hmm~ Your pickaxe is interesting." Qing Hualian squeezed it hard with her hand, and the God of Mining Pickaxe was completely intact, without even a mark.

"Again." Qing Hualian released her grip, signaling Lu Yan to continue the attack.

"Alright." Lu Yan mobilized the spiritual power within his body and, in conjunction with his sword techniques, launched a series of attacks on Qing Hualian, but she easily deflected each one.

"You lecherous thief, although I don't know what kind of technique this pickaxe uses, it should follow the sword and axe route, combining the fluidity of a sword with the speed of an axe. The best combination is the combination of the two." Qing Hualian explained while deflecting Lu Yan's attack.

"What the fairy says makes sense." Qinghualian's words coincided with Lu Yan's thoughts.

"Continue." After realizing that the approach suited Lu Yan, Qing Hualian began to change her teaching direction.

"Fairy, I have a secret technique, but I don't know how powerful it is. Could you please give me some pointers?" Suddenly remembering his Eighteen Styles of Pickaxe, Lu Yan wanted to give it a try.

"Alright, go ahead and use it." Qing Hualian nodded, signaling Lu Yan to begin.

"Be careful, Fairy Qing." After saying that, Lu Yan mobilized all the blood and qi in his body, as well as the spiritual power within him.

He imagined the scene of the Sharp God using this move in his mind, and then swung it down with all his might at Qing Hualian.

In an instant, the Pickaxe of the Mining God was enveloped in blood-red light, its aura increasing dramatically, making it appear like a demonic weapon.

The surrounding air seemed to be stained red, and the fallen leaves on the ground moved without wind, gradually forming a vortex around Lu Yan.

Lu Yan also entered a strange state of mind, feeling as if he were the Mining God himself, controlling the Mining God's Pickaxe in his hand to attack forward unstoppably.

Seeing this, Qing Hualian frowned and became cautious. Even though she had recovered to the Foundation Establishment stage, she could still sense the extraordinary nature of Lu Yan's move and did not choose to take it head-on.

With a flick of his finger, the sword in his storage bag appeared out of thin air, blocking the way for the two men.

"Clang!" The pickaxe and sword clashed, producing a loud, deafening sound.