Lang Zixuan was also very surprised. He didn't expect that after a lot of trouble last night, he actually opened up his meridians. It was incredible!
After Lang Shuoyang drew the runes, he was suddenly shocked and said: "Oh, no, I forgot that you have Zirou's soul in your body. Will drawing the runes on you like this hurt her?"
Lang Zixuan shook his head, pulled Lang Shuoyang's hand and said: "It doesn't matter, as long as you practice the first level, the subsequent exercises will be much easier!" He said in his heart, I finally don't have to look at you every day, fearing that you will go crazy!
Although Lang Shuoyang felt strange, he had always been convinced by Lang Zixuan and didn't ask any more questions. He was intoxicated with the joy of his great achievement and even wanted to go into the water to catch a few fish to celebrate.
Neither of them practiced martial arts that day. After eating grilled fish, Lang Zixuan and Lang Shuoyang cut down trees to dry grass, built a hut in the willow forest near the pond, and told Lang Shuoyang that you will live here from now on without my consent.
Not only are you not allowed to enter the cave, you are not even allowed to come within ten feet of the cave!
Lang Shuoyang asked the reason. Lang Zixuan only said that it was for the convenience of his future practice, and said nothing more. He was not allowed to ask any more questions. Although Lang Shuoyang didn't understand why Lang Zixuan suddenly became so cold and severe, he didn't dare to disobey, so he had to
Did it.
In the days that followed, Lang Shuoyang's skills improved by leaps and bounds. In nearly a year, not only did he master all the skills of Lang Zixuan, but he also mastered the third level of Hunyuan Dafa. Lang Zixuan had to admire the vision of master Long Meizi.
Lang Shuoyang is indeed a Taoist wizard, and his understanding far exceeds his own.
On this day, Lang Zixuan wanted to try Lang Shuoyang's magic power. The two of them set up a soul-binding array, hoping to attract wild ghosts to fight. However, Mount Emei is the land of fairies, and there were no ghosts to trap within a hundred miles.
I had no choice but to go into battle in person, without using any killing moves. I could only use some simple spells such as moving objects through the air, drawing the ground into a prison, etc., to test whose Taoist skills were more advanced.
The two fought for an entire afternoon, and they were almost evenly matched. Lang Zixuan was very unconvinced. After all, he had practiced Taoism for more than ten years, so how could he be willing to fight to a draw with a disciple who had just been his apprentice for more than a year?
Lang Zixuan later used all his skills, but after all, the fighting method cannot really use the killing move. The two originally used the transportation method to fight each other from a distance. Later, the fight became closer and closer, and it turned out that they were able to compete with each other with their real skills.
, Lang Zixuan was immediately at a disadvantage. Lang Shuoyang may not be as pure as Lang Zixuan in Taoism, but his agility is beyond the reach of normal humans, and his strength is extraordinary. If it weren't for the fact that his subordinates had some leeway.
, it takes less than ten minutes to completely control Lang Zixuan between her hands.
Although Lang Zixuan has been in the martial arts world for many years, she still has a little girlish temperament and is unwilling to lose to her apprentice. She slaps and kicks her and wants to take advantage of her moves before giving up. It is better to get down to this stage.
But Lang Shuoyang was always in awe of Lang Zixuan in his heart. He didn't believe that he could defeat his master at all. He thought that Lang Zixuan wanted to see his true ability. So although he didn't dare to use his full strength, he wouldn't give Lang Zixuan a chance.
Hitting himself, in this way, Lang Zixuan, who was working hard, was exhausted. In the end, Lang Shuoyang was calm and relaxed, and she was out of breath from exhaustion.
The two fought from the big bluestone to the willow forest, and then from the forest back to the empty field in front of the cave. They fought for more than an hour, that is, more than two hours. Lang Zixuan's hands and feet gradually became weak. It was said that Lang Zixuan was competing with Lang Shuoyang.
, in fact, it seems that Lang Shuoyang is leading her to display her skills.
Lang Zixuan kicked out with a double kick, but Lang Shuoyang dodged to avoid it. When she fell, she stepped on a stone, tripped and almost fell. Lang Shuoyang quickly reached out to help her, but his hand was inserted into Lang Zixuan's shirt.
The collar of her shirt was pressed against one of Lang Zixuan's breasts.
Supporting Lang Zixuan who was falling down, Lang Shuoyang quickly pulled his hand back. Although it was broken at the touch of a finger, Lang Zixuan's face was already blushing, half from shame and half from exhaustion. She was dripping with sweat and panting.
, the towering twin peaks kept rising and falling, and I didn’t know whether to blame Lang Shuoyang for being unreasonable, or to congratulate him for his superb skills.
Lang Shuoyang looked at the beautiful master, whose bun was slightly messy and looked slightly embarrassed. He didn't know whether he should apologize or pretend not to care. He looked at his palms and then at the ups and downs of his chest.
This look was very disrespectful. Lang Zixuan glared at Lang Shuoyang angrily, turned around and entered the cave. She was so exhausted that she didn't eat dinner, so she fell asleep in the cave.
Lang Shuoyang inadvertently molested his master, and did not dare to disturb her anymore. He sat on the big bluestone and kept looking at his own palm that had touched Lang Zixuan's breasts. Several hours had passed, and it seemed that he could still feel a touch of softness.
A little warm.
Until the middle of the moon, Lang Shuoyang didn't go back to the hut, and just lay down on the big bluestone and fell asleep. Suddenly his nose felt cold, as if someone had pinched it, and a soft voice said: "You still slept well?"
It smells pretty good, doesn’t it?”
Lang Shuoyang was startled, and reflexively stretched out his legs and kicked out. He heard a scream, and a person was kicked up and flew several feet away, and fell into the clear water pool with a "pop".
Lang Shuoyang woke up suddenly. He remembered that besides himself in the valley was Master Lang Zixuan. He was heartbroken. He quickly jumped up and ran to the water. He saw a wet head emerging from the water. The small face looked white and soft in the moonlight.
Master Lang Zixuan.
Lang Shuoyang was so frightened that he jumped down quickly. He didn't dare to touch it this time. He put one hand around Lang Zixuan's waist and helped her swim back to the shore.
After getting ashore, Lang Shuoyang kept apologizing, but Lang Zixuan didn't seem to be really angry. She just looked at Lang Shuoyang coquettishly, with a bit of reproach in her eyes but also a bit of love.
This look in Lang Shuoyang's eyes could be said to be familiar yet unfamiliar. Seeing Lang Zixuan looking at him without speaking, he asked tentatively: "Are you Sister Zixuan?"
"Sister Zixuan, am I not Zirou? Have you forgotten me?"
Lang Shuoyang was happy. He looked up and down at the dripping beauty in front of him. There was no doubt that her clothes and appearance were that of Lang Zixuan, but her expression was completely opposite to the cold and arrogant Lang Zixuan. Her face was delicate and delicate. It should be that Liang Zixuan, whom she hadn't seen for more than a year, had appeared again.
!
Liang Zirou saw that she was already soaked, so she hit Lang Shuoyang, who was looking at her with a silly smile, and said, "You're going to die. I'm just kidding you. I pinched your nose and you kicked me into the water. That's it."
My stomach hurts so much!" He said, covering his lower abdomen with both hands, "Why don't you rub it for me!"
"Ah?" How could Lang Shuoyang dare to reach out? This charming beauty might turn back into Lang Zixuan at some point. If she knew that he was rude to her body, she wouldn't peel off her own skin.
Fortunately, Lang Zirou didn't ask him to help rub her belly. She just talked, and then started to chatter about this and that. In her heart, the concept of time was very weak, everything seemed to be on the same day, and she always thought that she
She is always sixteen years old, and every time she appears, she thinks it is on the same day, so she does not feel that she and Lang Shuoyang have not seen each other for a long time, but she is just curious about how she came to the valley unknowingly.