My filial piety has gone bad

The ghost poison remaining in the body is gradually sucked into the sea of ​​​​qi by the ghost core.

His pill wall became more and more stable, firmly sealing the dark power, unless Xiao Ran released it manually, there would never be even a drop of dark power leaking out.

It would be bad to avoid having a little Mingren with Master in the future.

Although his strength has skyrocketed, considering that Xiao Wu might be Senior Senior Brother Gao, Xiao Ran has not practiced kung fu or tested his power at Zhijian Peak for the past few days.

But he feels good about himself.

Unless you encounter cheating players like Master, you can basically hang the hammer when you encounter ordinary distracted monks.

For a non-combat player like Senior Uncle Yinyue, he will definitely be able to punch a punch.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that the matter of swallowing the ghost core was too smooth.

Could it be that Master gave him food on purpose?

Maybe it was because he was too weak to deal with the apostle, so he was encouraged to become black and stronger.

Blackening becomes stronger, whitewashing becomes weaker, this is common sense in all high martial arts worlds.

Isn't it good to use the power of the villain to fight the villain?

Xiao Ran can perfectly control the power of blackening, wouldn't it be nice to pretend to be a dick then?

For Xiao Ran, controlling the power of the ghost core is not difficult at all.

At the very beginning, in order to fully release the power of the ghost core, making his body dark and hard, after opening the power of resonance, he quickly suppressed the ghost power.

Let the power of the underworld core and the power of the dragon veins perfectly blend together, just like the twins of yin and yang.

The realm of the entire sea of ​​qi has been elevated, exuding a strange divine brilliance.

But in the past few days, Xiao Ran pretended to be very hurt, very painful, and lying on the massage table very weakly.

Enjoying the service of Bingbing and Chuyan, she was hungry for a while, thirsty for a while, and needed to pee for a while.

Hungry and thirsty, I want to feed my mouth with ice.

I want to pee, I want Chuyan to hold her hand.

Ling Zhouyue could only stare at the side, the wine in her hand was no longer fragrant, and the picture book was no longer good-looking.

The sun shone on Ling Zhouyue's picturesque clear face, and the sparkling waves covered her smooth and jade-like body.

Seeing that half of the whole pool was occupied by Xiao Ran's massage bed, she couldn't swallow this breath.

Putting down the jug, covering Feng Yun's chest, clearing his throat, coughing twice, and said with a little dignity:

"I'm a little tired as a teacher."

Xiao Ran narrowed his eyes slightly to look at the sky, enjoying the warm sunbath to his heart's content, and casually said:

"Hand hurts, let Bingbing rub it for you."

Ling Zhouyue endured the fire, and said in a cold voice:

"I'm a little sleepy as a teacher."

Xiao Ran continued to look at the sky, patted the mattress and said:

"Then master, come here, it's not impossible to squeeze and sleep together."

Looking eagerly at the massage table, Ling Zhouyue swallowed.

"You get out of bed and paint, because the teacher wants to see the painting."

Xiao Ran said again:

"The Chinese New Year is coming soon, so I don't have the intention to paint."

Ling Zhouyue's eyebrows twitched slightly, after thinking about it, she still swallowed her anger and said:

"I'm a little hungry for the teacher."

Xiao Ran only said:

"living comfortably without anybody's help."

Ling Zhouyue had no choice but to do nothing, and simply threw her hands away and acted like a baby:

"I want you to feed me!"

How could Xiao Ran not know what Master wanted, so he couldn't be fooled by her at all.

He took out a piece of pastry, just as he stretched out his hand to feed it, he intentionally channeled power into his palm, and devoured the pastry, leaving only carbon ash.

"The disciple is covered with poison all over his body now. Look, the pastry has turned into ashes."

Ling Zhouyue understood, so she took back the jug, drank it all in one gulp, and said with a bit of resentment:

"Well, you are holding a grudge, so it's your teacher's fault."

Xiao Ran took a sip of fruit juice using straw as a habit, continued to look up at the sky, and said:

"Master is not wrong."

Ling Zhouyue stared at Xiao Ran's massage table and began to reflect seriously.

"A teacher shouldn't have buried you on purpose."

Xiao Ran shook his head, for a cultivator, the damage value of burying people is not as good as tickling.

"That's not the point."

Ling Zhouyue thought for a while, and pretended to be frank:

"Well, as a teacher, I shouldn't take the risk of feeding you the ghost core."

Xiao Ran quietly took a sip of the refreshing freshly squeezed juice, and then turned sideways.

Under the unobstructed visibility condition, staring at the master's body.

Only the dazzling backlight and sparkling waves can be seen.

"No, the master fed me the ghost core to help me improve my strength. The big ghost core may be dangerous to others. To me, it is similar to popping candy."

Only then did Ling Zhouyue breathe a sigh of relief, her hard work was not in vain.