Chapter 449 Are they serious masters and apprentices?
Chapter 449: Are they serious masters and apprentices?
"Um!"
"You are determined, it seems that the rescue was not in vain!"
Cheng Buzhu selectively forgot about the interest collected back then!
After hearing Murong Wanwan's narration, Cheng Buzheng couldn't help but secretly thought.
Then Cheng Buzheng pinched the little cutie subconsciously and chuckled:
"Is this how you stayed with me for a while?"
Murong Wanwan patted the mischievous big hand, then arched it and said:
"Isn't that because I am practicing the "Tianfeng True Canon"?"
Hear the words.
Cheng Buzheng stroked the big hand on his smooth back, paused involuntarily, and asked:
"what happened?"
Is there something wrong with this technique?
Cheng Buzheng thought to himself.
Murong Wanwan seemed to understand the question in Cheng Buzheng's mind, but she did not directly explain it. Instead, she talked about this technique.
"The "Tianfeng True Code" that I cultivated records a powerful magical power, the Tianfeng Spiritual Fire."
"This magical power is not only powerful, but also has the ability to accelerate the efficiency of cultivation and break necks."
Tianfeng spiritual fire?
Does this supernatural power have such magical power?
It seems that we have underestimated those immortal sects with a long tradition.
I didn't expect that such an incredible magical power could be recorded in a Zongzong technique.
Thinking of this, Cheng Buzheng couldn't help but ask:
"The Qingmu Sect has this magical power, why haven't I heard of it?"
Murong Wanwan, who was nestled in Cheng Buzheng's arms, rolled her eyes and said:
"How can magical powers be so easy to practice? From the beginning of the Qingmu Sect to now, only two people can practice this magical power."
"The first monk who successfully cultivated this magical power was the founder of the sect back then, and the other one was my concubine."
Cheng Buzheng heard this and asked directly:
"Is this magical power so difficult to practice?"
"Of course not!" Murong Wanwan shook her head and said:
"There is only one threshold for cultivating the magical power of the Heavenly Phoenix Spiritual Fire. That is, a monk must possess a spiritual phoenix body and use his own spiritual body as the basis to practice this magical power. There is no other way."
"Spirit!"
Cheng Buzheng muttered in his heart.
Sure enough it's not that simple.
Xu Shi and Jiang Siling both have spiritual bodies, so it’s no wonder that a Nascent Soul monk came forward in person to take them under his disciples.
Perhaps, similar magical powers are recorded in the exercises they practice.
Immediately.
Murong Wanwan said again:
"But if you want to practice this magical power, it's hard to say but easy to say!"
"Don't show off, what do you say?"
Cheng Buzheng seemed to have thought of something, pinched Murong Wanwan's nose and chuckled.
See this.
Murong Wanwan lightly bit Cheng Buzheng's finger, and when she saw him let go, she said:
"Husband, you may have guessed that if you want to practice the Heavenly Phoenix Spiritual Fire, you need to borrow the pure power of Yuanyang from a male cultivator to perform the yin and yang of creation. Only then can you successfully practice it, and you must cultivate it before reaching the peak of the Golden Core Realm.
This magical power."
"Originally, I didn't want to practice this magical power, but since I have a spirit phoenix body and practice this technique, I must practice this magical power."
"The monks with the Spiritual Phoenix Body have made amazing progress in practicing the "Tianfeng True Canon", but there are also corresponding costs, resulting in the source of Yuanyin being too pure and thick!"
"It was originally a good thing, but if the lonely yin does not last, the lonely yang will not be born. If one reaches the peak of the golden elixir realm, his Yuan Yin origin will transform into the extreme Yin origin. At that time, the monk's body will die and his Tao will disappear."
"The only solution is to practice the magical power recorded in the "Tianfeng True Code", the Tianfeng Spiritual Fire, so that you can be reborn in the extremely yin fire."
"But my body has long belonged to my husband, so it is naturally impossible for me to practice dual cultivation with others, even if my body dies and my Tao disappears."
"That's why I pay attention to my husband."
"As far as I know, my husband is cautious by nature. He is very likely to return to the endless sea of abundant cultivation resources in the future. In addition, due to the reasons of our two sects, we don't know when we will meet again."
"That's why I thought of using this method. I hope your husband won't be surprised!"
At the end of her speech, Murong Wanwan's voice couldn't help but become much softer, and then she looked at Cheng Buzheng cautiously.
Saw this scene.
Cheng Buzhu couldn't help but think of how the unparalleled Murong Wanwan looked like such a little woman at the Golden Pill Banquet, and felt happy in his heart.
"Okay! My husband doesn't blame you anymore!"
Even though I say this, the pain in my heart is inevitable.
Who doesn't know...
A young man does not know how good a young woman is, and mistakes a young girl for a treasure. This is the truth.
The principle is the same between the two.
After all, he is not a naive boy.
He deeply understood this principle in his previous life.
What a pity!
Especially thinking that the first dual cultivation did not achieve the maximum benefit, so I can break the bottleneck!
That’s it!
It also saves me years of hard work.
There is still something gained.
Although I feel a little regretful in my heart, it is not nothing.
Then I thought about it, the fairy girl who is rich and has a high level of cultivation is not so easy to get, she can get it as soon as she gets it.
In previous lives, those who wanted to be favored by rich women also paid a high price.
Such as: steel balls, whip candles...
If you want to get it as soon as you get it, and use it to reach the sky in one step, you can only think about it in your dreams.
There is a huge difference in status between the two. Unless they meet by chance, it is almost impossible.
Thinking of this, Cheng Buzheng gave up this irrational and immature idea.
Immediately, he seemed to have thought of something, his eyes fell on Murong Wanwan's delicate body, and he said with a smile on his lips:
"correct!"
"The dragon's sexual sac should not belong to a third-level dragon, right?"
"Where did you get it?"
The dragon's sac is one of the most important materials for refining ecstasy magic weapons.
Even the magic weapon refined from the third-level dragon's sac has a certain degree of restraint for Nascent Soul stage monks.
Not to mention, the higher-level dragon's sexual bag is even more precious.
Even the True Monarch Nascent Soul is reluctant to waste such spiritual materials like this.
After all, if you want to integrate the Jiaolong Yin Sac into the Jiaolong Spirit Tea silently, you need to remove a large amount of its essence and leave only the most essential part, so that the Golden Pill cultivator cannot detect it.
otherwise.
Even if only the most essence of the third-level dragon's sexual sac was left and melted into the dragon spirit tea, Cheng Buzheng had already noticed it.
Not to mention, falling into this cup of Jiaolongling tea with added ingredients.
the other side.
When Murong Wanwan saw Cheng Buzi's eyes falling on her breasts, she subconsciously moved slightly and leaned against his chest.
A touch of softness hit Cheng Buzheng's heart.
Murong Wanwan, whose face was flushed with embarrassment and lying in Cheng Buzheng's arms, whispered after hearing this:
"Master gave this to me."
What's the meaning?
Could it be that the current master still teaches this method!
In the world of cultivating immortals, are teachers and disciples so unruly now?
In other words, this is the level of giving to everyone.
A big melon came out of the blue, making Cheng Buzheng's hair stand on end.
Have you boarded a pirate ship? This is obviously not what a serious monk should be like?
One really dares to teach, and the other really dares to do it?
Thinking of this, Cheng Buzheng's eyes were complicated as he looked at the shy Murong Wanwan who was nestled in his chest.