Fengming Douluo

Chapter 88

Shui Binger looked at Ma Hongjun in surprise for a long time before reacting from the shock.

“Father, how are you doing now? Does it matter?”

Shui Yun Tian smiled and said, “It’s okay. Although Hong Jun’s destruction of Fire Lotus caused me serious injuries, it is not serious. After a whole afternoon of recuperation and conditioning, I am basically fine.”

“By the way, Hong Jun, is the soul beast you are following with you today as a pet?”

Shui Yun Tian thought of Luo Sanpao and asked, the master’s identity and Martial Soul, with his status, I still want to know, but Ma Hongjun has all gone from the Barak Kingdom to the far north province, which is equivalent to a In the south of the Tiandou Empire, the other is in the north of the Tiandou Empire.

The sky is so far, so Shui Yun Tian didn’t think about the Martial Soul of the master at all.

During the day, it was just that he was running the train with his mouth full in front of the other people who came to hide Ma Hongjun’s identity.

Ma Hongjun shook his head and sighed in his heart. After all, his destruction of Fire Lotus was not as good as the original one.

“Uncle, that is the Martial Soul Luo Sanpao of my uncle master. It can exist out of the body and eat to replenish soul power. The road is boring, so I brought it out to be with me.”

In fact, Luo Sanpao became a slime lying in his arms, but Ma Hongjun concealed this.

Although the slime’s ability is not invincible, it is also considered heaven-defying, especially for some people who play politics, it is simply too useful, he does not want to cause trouble for the master.

Water Yun Tian was taken aback!

“Hehe, I didn’t expect you to bring the master’s Martial Soul. His Martial Soul is so far away, and it can still exist. It’s really strange, but it’s a vicious upgrade.”

Shui Yun Tian’s voice had a wry smile, Ma Hongjun shrugged, and did not answer.

Shui Bing’er was relieved to see that her father was innocent, but she became even more curious about Ma Hongjun. What kind of self-created spirit ability was so highly appraised by her father. I really want to see what it takes to destroy the fire lotus. Kind of power.

“Okay, go down and cultivate, but don’t cultivate too late.”

Shui Yun Tian smiled and waved to indicate that Ma Hongjun and Shui Binger could leave.

The two nodded, respectfully bowed their heads, and left the study of Shui Yun Tian.

Tonight is still going to Shui Bing’er’s boudoir as usual. They should also continue their cultivation. Shui Bing’er blushed all the way and looked unusually delicate. Although nothing happened last night, just think about the scene. She felt soft and hot all over, but she had to do what she was supposed to do.

At the door of the room, Ma Hongjun asked Luo Sanpao to protect the two of them as usual. Of course, Luo Sanpao’s favorite big white radish was indispensable.

Shui Bing’er was very conscious and didn’t need his instructions. Although she blushed, she still took off herself with a big red belly.

In the two years of correspondence, Ma Hongjun told Shui Bing’er a lot of things in his letter, the most of which is probably Hanfu.

This is one of the topics he and Shui Bing’er share. Ma Hongjun likes the homeland that makes him dream about it, and Shui Bing’er is pure love for clothes.

But that’s right, which girl doesn’t like to wear clothes? Don’t you like to dress up and wear beautifully?

Shui Binger is no exception!

So Ma Hongjun basically told her about Hanfu and Han elements. In this way, under the subtle influence of Ma Hongjun, Shui Bing’er fell in love with Hanfu and her style of dressing has also changed.

Shui Bing’er is cold, kind, quiet, decisive, bold, strong, daring to love and hate, and has extremely tenacious perseverance. Perhaps this is inseparable from her hostile troubles.

She is not only a kind and peaceful lady, but also a cool, decisive and cold temperament Nine Heavens Fairy.

Ma Hongjun feels that the beauty of the Huazhang costumes in Hanfu is undoubtedly more able to set off her beauty than the weird dress she had seen in anime at the beginning, and it is obviously more suitable for her.

This time Shui Bing’er consciously stripped himself off, but Ma Hongjun was not affected anymore. He realized it when he recited the Qingjing Jing to Shui Bing’er last night. He sent his desires to calm his heart, and clear his heart. Since Qing Dynasty, cultivation is not only to cultivate soul power, but also to cultivate own mind.

The precept and concentration wisdom he had cultivated in the past is considered to be wrong, and he has cultivated to the surface. The true practice is not in the mind but not in the practice. This is the real precept and concentration.

That is to cultivate the mind, the mind and body are calm and natural, to achieve a clear heart and few desires, to hold the own heart, and to be true and quiet. If you do not move, even if Mount Tai collapses in front of you, you will be calm and calm, let alone a tender white. Body.

As the saying goes: Dao treats sentiment with carelessness, and all convenience is cultivation!

Ma Hongjun clearly understood the essence of cultivation, and when he appeared sincerely, he would naturally be able to tie his heart and mind, and his nature was fair and honest.

The original intention has become true, even Mental Energy has also risen sharply, and the range that Spiritual Sense can cover has exceeded the previous 300 meters.

Ma Hongjun estimates that when his self is perfect, Mental Energy will reach the point where he can completely refine and control Martial Soul.

He estimated that this step would be completed in two or three years at most.

But Ma Hongjun forgot that after two or three years, it was almost time for Tang Xiaosan to bring immortals to everyone.

When I got to bed, I calmly put my hands on Shui Bing’er’s smooth and white back and abdomen, inputting soul power into her body, and protecting her heart and internal organs with Phoenix fire. At the same time, the chanting sounds full of peace and tranquility, It also rang in Shui Bing’s heart.

Ma Hongjun’s calm and composure made Shui Bing’er a sigh of relief, but his heart was also a little sad, but this negative emotion was quickly purified in the peaceful and tranquil sound of the Jingjing Jing.

This time, the two of them didn’t fight for one night. They did it for two hours, and they regained their strength in the middle of the night.

Gently kissed Xiu Bing’er and watched her fall asleep with flushing face, Ma Hongjun carefully covered her with a big red quilt, and left her boudoir.

Feeling Ma Hongjun’s tenderness and affection, Shui Binger’s pretty face bloomed with a smile, and the worries in her heart quietly changed without a trace.

The sun rose and the moon fell. In a blink of an eye, more than a month passed, and Shui Bing’er’s Governor Vessel had all been opened up, and now only the Ren Vessel was left.

In this more than a month, the continuous spirit power and mental energy consumption and then recovery, recovery and consumption, and precise control, so that Ma Hongjun and Shui Binger’s spirit power levels are Ascension first-level.

Ma Hongjun is now a 32nd-level soul sovereign, and Shui Binger is 33rd.

More than a month later, Shui Bing’er graduated a long time ago. During this time, Ma Hongjun was not cultivation, or was taken by Shui Bing’er to wander around.

It can be said that Tianshui City can visit, go, fun and interesting places, they have all gone.

Under such circumstances, the relationship between Ma Hongjun and Shui Bing’er is also going on like a tide, and they can’t wait to stick together every day, like glue like paint.

However, no matter where they go, there will always be a small tail and a light bulb by their side. This tail bulb is Luo Sanpao’s mount, holding its Shui Yueer in his arms.

With Shui Yue’er in her arms, Luo Sanpao has barely traveled since going out for more than a month. Ma Hongjun found that it was fattening a circle, and he didn’t know how long it was.

The lively and active Shui Yueer is like a twittering lark, without the embarrassment and consciousness of being a light bulb and a little tail. She follows Ma Hongjun and Shui Binger’s buttocks every day and plays quite happily.

Of course, what Shui Yun Tian said about letting Ma Hongjun come to his city main hall and barracks, he has not forgotten, he will go once in three or five days.

However, after going there several times, Shui Yun Tian gradually realized that Ma Hongjun didn’t care about fame, wealth and power, so he let go of his thoughts on cultivating him.

It seems that if you want to cultivate a qualified successor, you have to look at Yue’er’s partner, or you can only work more at night.

The industrious farmer uncle said that if you work hard, you get a reward. As long as he works hard, there will still be opportunities for the seeds to germinate and the melons to ripen.

Once again, she finished the exercise with Shui Bing’er. When she was about to leave, Shui Bing’er’s white and slender jade held Ma Hongjun in his hand.

“Don’t go back tonight, just rest here!”

Shui Binger’s voice was extremely small, as if she was whispering in her ears, but Ma Hongjun could feel that she mustered a lot of courage when she said this, and it seemed that it was easy to say that she was a complete individual.

There was a wave of waves in his calm heart, Ma Hongjun looked at Shui Bing’er in a daze, at her blushing pretty face, persistence in her beautiful eyes, and nodded.

Taking off his coat, only a white and flawless coat is left. Untie the hair crown at the beginning, and a head of fiery red hair is scattered behind his back. Ma Hongjun gently embraces the same white coat, with an icy blue hair scattered behind the water ice. Er lay in the soft and fluffy red quilt.

He has been very familiar with her body for such a long time of auxiliary Shuibinger cultivation, so he has not taken off Shuibinger naked for a long time, just take off his jacket.

“Jun, are you not interested in me anymore?”

Retracted in Ma Hongjun’s fiery arms, covered with a soft red blanket, Shui Bing’er gently pressed his head against Ma Hongjun’s chest, as if he could hear his calm heartbeat, Shui Bing’er asked faintly, with a crisp voice. A trace of coldness, but also a trace of resentment and sorrow.