Immortal and Demon Cultivation

"ah!"

A painful scream came from the room.

Dintong, who was swinging on the swing, seemed to be frightened and fell off the swing, landing on his butt.

Yuan Xiaolou, who was busy in the kitchen, ran out wearing an apron and wanted to see Ye Xiaochuan.

The old storyteller sitting in the yard drinking a small drink seemed very calm.

He shook the bamboo tube in his hand and said: "Girl, leave him alone. If he can't bear this little pain, every step in the future will be ten times or a hundred times more painful than this. How can he bear it?"

Yuan Xiaolou asked anxiously: "Grandpa, what exactly has Xiaochuan been doing recently? Can he really recover his cultivation?"

The old storyteller said: "Maybe, it mainly depends on his perseverance."

At dusk, Ye Xiaochuan walked out of the room with a cane and came to the living room and dining room with a tired look on his face.

Yuan Xiaolou quickly helped Ye Xiaochuan sit on the chair, with a look of concern on his face.

Said: "Xiaochuan, are you okay?"

Ye Xiaochuan shook his head silently, said nothing, grabbed his chopsticks and started eating.

It has been three days. Ye Xiaochuan has been shutting himself in his room for these three days, hitting the Yongquan point. But for these three days, in addition to pain, there is still pain.

He was in so much pain that he didn't even have the heart to say a word.

Cultivation and Taoism are a very pleasant thing. In the process of absorbing spiritual energy, hundreds of meridians open up, just like bathing in a hot spring.

But there is no pleasure at all when practicing acupoints.

The kind of heart-rending pain, like a thousand knives piercing the heart, is beyond the imagination of most people.

But it’s not without any gains.

It’s not that there are gains in acupoints, but there are gains in appetite.

In the past three days, Ye Xiaochuan's appetite has increased significantly.

Yuan Xiaolou cares about Ye Xiaochuan and has been giving Ye Xiaochuan extra meals in the past few days. In the past, Ye Xiaochuan only ate one bowl of rice per meal, but now he can eat three large bowls, plus a large bowl of meat. He was called the No. 2 loser by the old storyteller.

If he hadn't seen Ye Xiaochuan's appetite increase greatly and he could eat and drink, Yuan Xiaolou would have stopped Ye Xiaochuan's suicidal behavior long ago.

At the dinner table, Yuan Xiaolou kept putting meat on Ye Xiaochuan and said: "Grandpa, there is no rice, no meat, no money..." The old storyteller rolled his eyes and said, "I am just a rice pail. Let's eat some rice." The porridge is acceptable. Now there is another rice pail, and each meal requires two pounds of meat. Do you know how expensive meat is now? Even if you eat it this way, you won’t be able to eat enough.

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Yuan Xiaolou was furious, stared at the old storyteller, and shouted, "Grandpa, what are you talking about?"

The old storyteller laughed dryly and said: "Grandpa was just joking, nothing else. The heavy snow will pass in a few days, and the road to Chang'an City will also be unblocked. Tomorrow grandpa will take the No. 1 rice bucket to Chang'an to perform tricks. This It’s OK.”

As soon as he heard that he could go out, Big Panda Bear No. 1 immediately raised his head from the big wooden basin and howled, as if not going to Chang'an City in the past few days had almost made him sick.

The meal was not pleasant. Yuan Xiaolou would roll his eyes at the old storyteller from time to time, which made the old storyteller half full and had to hide in his room.

After nightfall, Yuan Xiaolou opened the door and entered the room. When she saw Ye Xiaochuan sitting cross-legged and meditating on the bed, she did not dare to disturb him.

Not long after, Ye Xiaochuan's body trembled violently and he couldn't help but scream.

Yuan Xiaolou immediately ran to the bedside and saw Ye Xiaochuan sweating profusely and looking in pain, and felt very unbearable.

She helped Ye Xiaochuan lie down gently on the bed, and said with hazy eyes: "Xiaochuan, why don't we stop practicing? I will take care of you for the rest of my life."

Ye Xiaochuan looked at her cheek and said softly: "I'm fine."

Yuan Xiaolou took a cloth and wiped the sweat from Ye Xiaochuan's forehead due to pain.

Said: "Is this okay? You are just stubborn! It's late, go to bed and stop practicing."

Ye Xiaochuan nodded.

Only then did Yuan Xiaolou become happy.

She didn't want to see Ye Xiaochuan in such pain, it was more uncomfortable than her own pain.

Yuan Xiaolou gently unbuttoned his pockets, and soon stripped himself down to only his belly and shorts. His fair skin seemed to shine with a strange brilliance under the oil lamp.

Ye Xiaochuan just lay on the bed quietly, watching Yuan Xiaolou's every move.

Yuan Xiaolou noticed that Ye Xiaochuan was looking at her. Her cheeks turned slightly red and she said, "It's been a few months, haven't you seen enough?"

Ye Xiaochuan was speechless.

He no longer lives in despair all day long.

The change in mentality gave him a new lease of life.

It seems that he has become the same Ye Xiaochuan who loved beautiful things again.

Seeing that Ye Xiaochuan was silent, Yuan Xiaolou blew out the oil lamp and got into Ye Xiaochuan's bed.

Everything is so familiar, so natural.

Their relationship is pure and flawless, without any selfish thoughts added to it.

Even now Ye Xiaochuan can move his hands and feet, and he can do things that adults love to do.

However, they still have not made any further progress.

Tonight, Ye Xiaochuan seemed to be very interested.

After Yuan Xiaolou got into bed, he stretched out his hand and hugged Yuan Xiaolou into his arms.

Normally, Yuan Xiaolou would pick up his arm and put it under his head.

It was rare in the past few months for Ye Xiaochuan to take the initiative to hug someone like tonight.

As usual, the two kissed before going to bed.

After the kiss, Ye Xiaochuan said: "Xiaolou, if you want to learn that heavenly book, I will teach you."

Yuan Xiaolou shook his head and said, "I don't want to learn. If possible, I would rather be an ordinary person, find a man who loves me, marry him, and raise children. How wonderful it is.

Since my grandmother died, I have been hiding my identity and hiding from place to place. Although my cultivation has improved rapidly in recent years and I have reached the realm of heaven at a very young age, this is not the life I want."

As he was talking, there was a knocking sound on the wall.

Ye Xiaochuan and Yuan Xiaolou raised their heads at the same time.

On the other side of the wall was the room of the old storyteller. It was obvious that the person who smashed the wall late at night was the old man. The voice of the old storyteller came: "Number Two, don't listen to her nonsense. This girl has a broken head. She has taken care of you for so long, and her reputation is gone. Is it reasonable for you not to give her some compensation? We don't want anything else, just the seventh volume of the Book of Heaven, the Beast Demon

Chapter."

Ye Xiaochuan and Yuan Xiaolou looked at each other.

Then, Yuan Xiaolou grabbed the pillow and smashed it on the wall.

She said angrily, "Grandpa, why are you sneaking around the wall in the middle of the night to eavesdrop on what Xiaochuan and I are talking about! You old, dishonest man!"

The storyteller seemed to be even angrier than her, and shouted, "It's not that I want to listen, but the sound insulation of this wall is too poor! Besides, Grandpa is trying to get you some benefits. Once this kid's cultivation is restored, do you think you can tie him down?

He tarnished your innocence and then walked away. If you get some benefits, you can also comfort your wounded heart. Good-for-nothing No. 2, if you know how to be grateful, pass on the seventh volume of the Heavenly Book, the Beast Demon Chapter, which you have learned to the girl. This volume of the Heavenly Book is very important to her..."