Cen Qianshan felt that he was going crazy,

This place is my own Huangting. Yuanjing clouds are spread, Qi sea is condensed, and this is where life is.

This body is your own soul, the origin of your heart, the bright moonlight, the body of the eight dyes that you have not yet recognized,

But at this moment, he actually used his most original things to do unspeakable things with his master.

The Yuan Shen is originally a piece of chaotic and void light. It has no inherent form. It is the source of all growth. It is more sensitive and delicate than any part of the body.

It can also be known that Master's current spirit is more fragile than his own.

Cen Qianshan closed his inner eyes and reminded himself that no matter what the master wanted to do, he could not resist. No matter what the master wanted to take away, just give it to her.

There is almost no one in Futong City who does not know what Dual Cultivation Method is. Even if they have not seen it, they must have heard of those famous exercises. The prominent Liu family in the city is a family that has passed down the practice of Great Joy Kung Fu.

At that moment, the legends about those who collected supplements, ingested them, manipulated them at will, and waited for them to become crimson, raced in Cen Qianshan's mind like a horse.

The master's kiss gently fell on his soul body. No matter where it fell, it felt like kissing his hot heart directly.

Those soft hands seemed to have cut open his own body, reaching directly into his mind and chest, and took out his weakest and defenseless essence.

This feeling cannot be described in words. I can only feel that in the midst of trembling, my soul is warm, comfortable and happy, and my heart is blooming.

A strange feeling arose in his heart, the sun was vivid and the warmth was flowing.

When yin and yang meet, true gold arises by itself. In a trance, the essence spits out flowers and dry gold comes out of the mine. The original truth that has been kept in a secret place for hundreds of years and has not been relieved by itself is thus absorbed by a warm spiritual power.

Picked.

Just when Cen Qianshan wanted to take a breath from the suffocating feeling that his soul was collapsing, a stream of pure moonlight-like fluid was brought back.

That thing was extremely refined and pure, lingering around the golden elixir that had been condensed and compacted in his air pocket.

The brilliant golden elixir rotates slowly, containing extremely fine impurities, which are discharged bit by bit as the pure liquid rotates.

Cen Qianshan doesn’t know at this moment that this is the secret method of alchemy: the sun sheds beads, and the gold is pure from the mine. If you practice this for a long time, you will become pure in the golden elixir and restore your Qianyuan body, which will be of great benefit to your body.

At this moment, he can no longer pay attention to anything else.

He lived in isolation all his life and lived alone for many years. Not to mention the alternation of heaven and earth, the cycle of yin and yang. He had never even touched the hand of the opposite sex.

He has always been pure, restrained, and restrained in his desires. Such overwhelming happiness made him feel that it exceeded the limit that he could control.

He could only hand over everything and let the strange technique develop on its own and guide him.

Whatever you want, whatever you want is fine, just let me melt here.

At this time, it is impossible to think carefully about what was taken away and what was obtained.

He could no longer pay attention to whether the bottom of the well was muddy or whether there was that cold python in the darkness. Even where he was began to gradually become blurry.

The chaotic world resounds with the sound of tigers roaring and dragons roaring. The white tiger is below, serving as the cardinal for diverting water. The red dragon is above, causing the wind to soar into the clouds.

The majestic and powerful white tiger walked around in a circle, looked at him eagerly, jumped up, and disappeared into his body.

The red dragon body wraps around, and the cold scales wrap around the unshielded soul.

Cen Qianshan felt that his body and soul were frozen.

He opened his eyes wide and vaguely returned to the moment he was most afraid of when he was a child.

My weak and insignificant self, the dark and smelly bottom of the well, and the cold snake bodies that crawl up and down.

Endless darkness, endless terror.

As an adult, in order to overcome this weakness of his, he forced himself deep into the snake's den countless times. After becoming numb with fear, his hands stopped shaking and his sword could be unsheathed.

He thought that he had overcome his fear in this way. However, he would always have this well and these snakes in his yellow garden. He could not fill them up and kill them all.

But at this moment, those cold scales began to gradually become hot, carefully wrapping around him, hugging him, and warming his frozen body.

Cen Qianshan opened his closed eyes, and a red fire dragon was looking at him with its neck raised.

Her flame was hot and warm, with a feeling that made her feel inexplicably familiar and familiar. She had no intention of hurting anyone, but instead surrounded herself in the center.

The warm flame broke through the darkness, dried the mud, and drove away all the filthy insects and snakes.

Finally, the red dragon gradually transformed into the master's appearance, and leaned down to kiss the moist corners of his eyes.

The dark bottom of the well that was once the most terrifying thing has changed at some point. It is no longer deep and humid. The sky is not far away, the sun is shining down, and the bottom of the well is warm and dry. Peach blossoms are like rain, spreading one after another.

A thick layer.

Cen Qianshan surrendered his last bit of consciousness among the soft petals, and his consciousness fell into warm chaos.

The dragon and the tiger gradually rest, and the water and fire melt.

Mu Xue sat up.

At this moment, the breaths in her body blended together, the spring energy merged, the clear dew condensed, and she felt indescribably comfortable.

This was the first time that she had practiced physical skills after receiving the inheritance from the Hall of Joy, obtained the fortune of heaven and earth, and obtained the most precious thing from the person she loved. The process was really, indescribably wonderful, and the joy was indescribable.

What pleased her the most was that Cen Qianshan's reactions were all so pitiful and cute, making people like him very much.

Although he had just taken the initiative to seduce her so romantically, seemingly releasing his aura forcefully.

But once he got serious about it, it was immediately revealed that he was still the young boy with no experience in romance.

Watch him indulge in happiness, letting the aftertaste throb. Watch the corners of his eyes turn red as he makes a low and broken guttural sound.

Mu Xue knew exactly what kind of power was contained in such a body. When he was fighting, he was obviously so powerful and destructive, but in such a dark and secret world, he was so soft and submissive.

Letting yourself do whatever you want to him is so tempting and joyful.

Mu Xue gently kissed the moist corners of his eyes, watching his soul fall into a deep sleep among the peach blossoms on the ground.

Warm sunlight poured down from the well, and the bright red petals fell piece by piece.

This is Xiaoshan's state of mind at the moment, Xiaoshan is so happy.

Mu Xue had a strange feeling in her heart. From now on, he belonged to her. Complete and complete, from the inside out.

He is so perfect and cute, why didn't he realize it earlier and wasted so many years in vain?

I must hug him more in the future.

Cen Qianshan's cultivation has reached the realm of Golden Elixir Dzogchen, which is much higher than Mu Xue. Mu Xue practiced the Great Joy Interaction Secret Technique with him, and obtained his Yuanyang, which was a big advantage.

At this moment, the spiritual energy in the body is unprecedentedly abundant, and the elixir-returning gold liquid that was once very rare and pitiful is filled up in an instant. It can be said that in just one practice, the realm has been greatly improved.

No wonder that even though the true transmission has been lost and only a few fragments of incomplete techniques remain, there are still people in the world who work tirelessly and persevere on these two cultivation methods.

Originally, at this time, he should sit quietly to collect his energy and circulate the heaven and earth in his body so as not to reveal any essence gained from the intercourse. But now Mu Xue's heart is lazily and she doesn't want to move at all. She just wants to sit silently for a while and look around her.

Those who are asleep slowly recall the sweetness just now.

A gatehouse made of colored jade appeared on the ground in front of him. Mu Xue slowly stood up and stood in front of the door, watching the dazzling door open to him, revealing a golden avenue.

This is the first time that I have truly stepped into this door. From now on, I should hold Xiaoshan's hand and walk forward on this road.

What she didn't know was that at this moment, in the vast void, behind those mysterious and gorgeous nebulae, there was a red-white altar floating suddenly, and on the altar was a demon with a human face and a demon body.

He was supporting his chin with one hand and was sleeping with his eyes closed.

The crystal white stairs under the altar wind down, and a black jade gate tower stands at the end of the stairs.

Suddenly, the matte black gatehouse seemed to sense something, and the black light flourished, and the pure black light reflected various colors.

The demon who was sleeping like a sculpture on the altar opened his eyes.

He was originally a human man with a handsome face and long hair, but under that pale chest, there was an indescribable terrifying demonic body connected to him.

Once those cold eyes opened, the clear light was so cold that the nebula collapsed and the entire field was shaken.

Many monsters living nearby stretched out their heads timidly to take a look at the movement, and then climbed back quickly.

"The door over there is actually lit."

"I heard that some people have entered Taoism through desire."

"You haven't heard about this for thousands of years, right?"

"Keep your voice down. The palace that Master Tianmo left in the world has just been destroyed, and a lot of money has been wasted. I heard that it was that person who did good things. He is angry now, so don't provoke him."

"Three hundred years ago, you sacrificed your brothers, stained the altar with blood, cut off love without mercy, and became possessed by desire. You thought that our Black Sect would control the avenue of love and desire from now on. I didn't expect that someone would light up the opposite side so quickly.

That door."

"Between Tao and demons, each other waxes and wanes, and each has its own strengths. Heaven's way checks and balances, sincerity will not deceive me."

Reflecting the clouds in the sky, Cen Qianshan woke up in a vast mist, wishing he could dig a crack in the ground and bury himself.

As men, most of them have had this kind of mentality. They feel that they should be persistent and proactive in this kind of thing, and behave like the one who is at the top of the list of romantic achievements, handsome in the brocade formation and flower camp. Only by being brave and courageous can he win the heart of a woman.

Although Cen Qianshan likes to be clean and steadfast, he is still a young man with strong blood. During these long nights of loneliness, although he has never relieved himself, he can't help but secretly fantasize about what it would be like to spend the first night with his master Luan Feng and Ming.

How can I let Master see my mature and capable side, so that I no longer feel that I am still the immature boy I once was.

When he woke up now, he remembered his messy performance just now. In the end, he even cried and fell asleep in front of the master. His face instantly turned the color of pig liver, and he was about to roll over his head and run away.

Mu Xue grabbed him and suppressed her laughter, "Hey, boys are like this for the first time. You are already very good."

Cen Qianshan's attention was diverted inexplicably, "All...are they like this?"

He seemed to switch from high emotion to depression at once. He opened his mouth and wanted to ask the master how he knew, but he never said anything.

"Don't think nonsense, that's what's written in the book." How could Mu Xue not know what he was thinking? She pulled him to her side and held his arm, "What did I just give you back? Didn't you realize it?"

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Cen Qianshan's eyes suddenly lit up, and they couldn't help but curl up.

Although he is already so old, he is more than half a head taller than him when he is sitting, and he is still as easy to laugh as he was when he was a child.
Chapter completed!