The pajamas on Bai Jing's body were soaked with sweat, and the white fabric clung wetly to her skin, and the alluring scenery was vaguely revealed.
If the mountain is not high, there will be immortals, and if the water is not deep, there will be fish.
Luoyang's Taichu medical finger pressed on the female disciple's navel and slowly rotated clockwise.
"Master, it's so hot, so hot..." Bai Jingzhi shouted.
It's actually hot in Luoyang, but on his face he said seriously: "This is the energy contained in the Marrow Cleansing Pill at work. If you just endure it a little longer, it will be over soon."
Bai Jing bit her lower lip and trembled slightly.
Luoyang focused on the spirit, Taichu Medical guidance guided the energy of the Marrow Cleansing Pill into the white lower Dantian.
"Master, there seems to be something moving in my stomach. Don't go in anymore. It hurts a little. Ouch, ouch..." Bai Jing groaned.
Luoyang is even hotter, and there is sweat on my bare forehead.
They are all suffering.
After a while, Luoyang suddenly raised Taichu's medical finger and stabbed the female disciple's navel, and a stream of spiritual power also penetrated into her lower Dantian.
"Uh-huh!" Bai Jing snorted, opened her mouth wide, and stuck out her tongue, with a roll in it.
If she looked like this in a TV series, she would be asking for a box lunch, and the blood would spurt out over a meter high.
Luoyang took back Taichu's medical finger: "Okay, that's it for today."
Bai Jing breathed a long sigh of relief: "Master, has my Dantian awakened?"
Luoyang smiled and said: "It's not that easy. I can only say it's much better than last time. Just do it a few more times."
Bai Jing pursed her lips and said, "Why is it okay, Master Wife?"
"She has been practicing martial arts since she was a child. You are a monk halfway, so your foundation is definitely not as good as hers. You can't rush this kind of thing. Take your time." Luoyang enlightened her.
Bai Jing got up, snuggled into Luoyang's arms, and said coquettishly: "Master, I don't care, then you and my wife should take me with you next time you go on a mission."
"It depends on what kind of mission it is. If it's not a dangerous mission, I'll take you with me." Luoyang said.
"No, no matter what the mission, I will follow you and my wife." Bai Jing shook her head.
When she shook it, Luoyang's bones seemed to be shaken apart, and his whole body was soft.
Jingle bells, jingle bells...
Eye of the Feather Blade's cell phone suddenly rang with an incoming call tone.
Luoyang took the Feather Blade Eye mobile phone from the bedside table, and when he looked at the caller ID, his eyes widened.
It was a video call from Baili Jianjia.
Bai Jing suddenly tapped the phone screen with his finger and opened the answer button.
Baili Jianjia appeared on the phone screen, wearing pajamas and wet hair. She had obviously just taken a shower.
"Master's Wife." Bai Jing said hello, looking very well-behaved.
"What are you doing?" Baili Jianjia asked.
Luoyang smiled and said: "I just washed Xiaobai's marrow and cut his menstruation."
"Oh, um... Sister Ye, you're innocent, right?" Baili Jianjia suddenly said this.
Luoyang had a headache: "No way, I'm just investigating Song Meiqi's matter. How can a mother be so careless in front of her children?"
In fact, there is, but how dare he tell the truth?
"I don't believe it." Baili Jianjia said.
Luoyang: "..."
Baili Jianjia said: "Xiaobai, come and interrogate your master."
Bai Jing looked embarrassed: "Master Wife, I don't know how to interrogate you."
"Do you still need me to teach you? I'm asking you." Baili Jianjia said.
His fair face suddenly turned red.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward and a bit strange.
Luoyang coughed dryly and changed the subject: "When will you come back?"
"Xiao Bai, hurry up and ask your master." Baili Jianjia didn't want to be fooled and urged.
Bai Jing bit her lower lip and suddenly threw Luoyang down...
Torture to extract confessions.
Torture is the process, and extorting a confession is the goal.
Baili Jianjia watched intently, occasionally instructing Bai Jing on how to press her master, feeling heartless and happy.
I don’t know when the family tradition of this strange family became like this.
It's quiet at night.
Luoyang lifted up the big white leg that was pressing on him, put it down gently, then put on his pajamas and came to the study.
He took the Thunder Sword off the bookshelf, cut his finger, smeared the sword with spiritual blood, and then nourished it with spiritual power.
The reason why he always chooses to do it late at night is because he doesn't want Bai Jing to see it and make random guesses and worries. After all, cutting his fingers with a sword and smearing the sword with blood is a very strange behavior that most people cannot accept.
After getting it done, Luoyang used psychic skills and cooperated with Wu Wu to enter the spirit world of Thunder Sword.
Fairy mountains shrouded in clouds and majestic palaces.
The child wearing a red bellyband came with a sword.
"Sword Master." Sword Spirit Jing Lei bowed his hands in a polite manner.
Luoyang carefully observed Sword Spirit Jinglei and said with joy on his face: "The method you mentioned is indeed effective. You look much better."
Jing Lei, the sword spirit, said: "Being connected by blood, after the mark and aura left by the previous sword master are completely eliminated, this sword can become one with your sword."
Sword man?
Luoyang inexplicably thought of an actor, which felt weird.
Jing Lei, the sword spirit, said: "It would be better for the sword master not to come in frequently during the period of raising the sword."
Luoyang said: "I came here this time to try to see if I can enter the Hidden Sword Pavilion. There is another thing I want to talk to you about."
"Sword Master, there's no need to try, you can't get in."
"I still want to try." Luoyang strode towards the door of Hidden Sword Pavilion. When he reached the door, he stretched out his hand and pushed the door open.
When he was about to touch the palace door, Zangjian Pavilion suddenly stepped back, and his hand was empty. He took another step forward and reached out to push. Zangjian Pavilion took another step back, but his hand was still short.
A cut.
Same situation as last time.
Luoyang was a little depressed: "How long will it take me to raise the sword like this before I can go in?"
"Why is the sword master so anxious?"
Luoyang said: "This is related to what I want to tell you. I was targeted by an immortal. The immortal claimed to be Guishan Zhenren. Have you heard of it?"
Sword Spirit Jinglei shook his head: "I have been trapped in Stone City for thousands of years and don't know what's going on outside. Does that immortal want to kill you?"
"Sooner or later."
"Sword Master, do you want to enter the Hidden Sword Pavilion to learn the secret skills of the previous sword master and fight against that Kameyama master to save your life?"
Luoyang nodded: "I do think so."
"If the opponent is a heavenly being, even if you learn the secret skills left by the previous sword master, it will not help. The gap between you and the immortal is higher than this mountain." Sword Spirit Jinglei said.
Luoyang frowned: "Are immortals that powerful?"
"Sword Master, how do you compare to the female swordsman?"
"That's definitely incomparable."
"The previous sword master, Yizhen Taoist, killed the female demon with one sword." Sword Spirit Jinglei said.
Luoyang's mood became even worse: "Forget it, I'll find a way myself, and you take good care of me."
He exited the spiritual world.
It was late at night and the study was quiet.
Luoyang was about to leave and went back to the house to hug his female disciple to sleep. Suddenly there was a noise outside the window. He turned his eyes and at that moment, a cockatiel flew directly through the stainless steel screen window and curtains.