After Cultivating With the Enemy

The morning sun was mild, and Ji Chaoyun was lying in the hot spring pool, still being washed by the water.

Just before getting out of bed, he struggled in every possible way to no avail. He was held down by the energetic phoenix and meditated again. At this moment, his muscles and bones felt like they were falling apart, his waist was sore and numb, and even his fingertips felt a little weak.

So indulgent.

Ji Zhaoyun had never had such extreme indulgence in his life, and after resting, he felt extremely exhausted.But this kind of exhaustion is different from the lack of spirit in the past. On the contrary, the spiritual power in his body is unprecedentedly abundant, and this is the first time since losing the Dragon Ball.

As silly as it sounds, the devotional seems to be... really useful.

Ji Zhaoyun lowered his eyes to look at his palm, and quietly stimulated his spiritual power.A little light of spiritual power lit up from the fingertips, peaceful and mellow, but with a hint of familiarity.

This is……

Ji Zhaoyun opened his eyes wide, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

This is his dragon ball power.

"Still uncomfortable?"

Ji Chaoyun quickly retracted his hand to the bottom of the water, raised his eyes and saw Feng Qi walking towards him.The latter walked briskly, and even his voice was full of joy and nourishment.

Feng Qi squatted down by the pool, stretched out his hand and squeezed Ji Chaoyun's face: "How long has it been soaking, and you still don't get up?"

Ji Chaoyun turned his head to avoid it, and asked, "Didn't you go to meditate?"

"That's right." Feng Qi looked at him with a smile, then slid his fingertips to Ji Chaoyun's ear, and pinched his earlobe, "After running the spiritual power a few times, I found that some places are still not smooth enough, so I came to ask you for help. "

"..."

Ji Zhaoyun glanced at the person on the upper brain of the sperm, and was about to sink silently into the bottom of the water when the water beside him suddenly sank.

——Feng Qi jumped into the water directly.

As if his tail had been stepped on, Ji Zhaoyun subconsciously took a few steps back: "You, you are not allowed to come here!"

Feng Qi raised his eyebrows, and really stopped obediently.

He was wearing a loose bathrobe, which stuck to his body after being wet with water, showing a lean and graceful figure.Ji Zhaoyun looked away, his ears turned red for no reason.

Seeing his reaction, Feng Qi's smile deepened: "Now you know how shy? I don't know who has been pestering me for the past two days, it's not enough."

Ji Zhaoyun didn't speak, but his ears were obviously redder.

Feng Qi took half a step forward indiscriminately, deliberately teasing him: "I'm asking you something, Xiaolong, who hugged me last night and begged me to get in?"

Ji Zhaoyun almost bit his tongue: "Obviously you—"

Ji Chaoyun was shocked by this man's shamelessness.

This Second Highness of the Feng Clan doesn't seem to be a serious person at ordinary times, and he is even worse in bed.

He used the "Secret Method of Spiritual Practice" as an excuse, insisting that in order to make the fusion of spiritual power smoother, he must get it to the innermost part, eat it all, and not spit it out at all.

Not only that, he also forced Ji Chaoyun to beg him, and if he didn't ask, he wouldn't give it, until he forced him to cry.

Thinking of this, Ji Zhaoyun's legs softened, his hair stood on end, and he wished he could slip away on the spot.

After Fangcai's spiritual practice, under Ji Chaoyun's strong request, Feng Qi finally agreed to go back to his room to meditate and adjust his breath.It would take at least a few hours to sit in meditation, so Ji Chaoyun came to the back of the house to soak in the hot spring with peace of mind.

Therefore, he was completely naked now, without any clothes on, and he dared not come out of the water at all.

Ji Zhaoyun unconsciously glanced at the clothes thrown on the bank, thinking about how to escape from the clutches of his mind, but Feng Qi seemed to realize his thoughts, and turned slightly to block his retreat.

"..."

Feng Qi got closer again, and said in a warm voice: "Xiaolong, my cultivation was not working well just now, and my chest is still hurting right now."

"Continue to meditate if it doesn't work well, what does it have to do with me?" Ji Chaoyun retreated quietly as the opponent approached, and was forced to the edge of the pool step by step by Feng Qi.

He leaned his back against the white jade stone by the pool, and was about to slip away, but Feng Qi grabbed his wrist.

Feng Qi met his eyes with a smile: "My mind is full of you, I can't calm down, how can I say that it has nothing to do with you?"

Ji Zhaoyun trembled all over, and his legs instantly turned into a slender dragon tail.

"..."

Feng Qi held his breath in his chest, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "You change back for me."

"No change." Seeing Feng Qi's deflated appearance, Ji Zhaoyun finally felt a little happier.He swung his dragon tail proudly to and fro under the water, and said nonchalantly, "If you don't go back, I'm going back. I still have to prepare for the Tianbang Competition, and I haven't practiced swords for several days."

The slender dragon tail flicked around Feng Qi's waist, and Ji Chaoyun was about to get up when Feng Qi pulled him forcefully.

There is no reason for the dragon family to be attacked in the water, the dragon tail keenly wrapped around Feng Qi's ankle, the two fell into the water together, and the hot spring pool splashed everywhere.

The two wrestled for a while in the pool, but in the end Feng Qi got the upper hand and pushed Ji Chaoyun to the edge of the pool.

"I was wrong, I was wrong..." Ji Zhaoyun smiled and begged for mercy, the dragon's tail slid back and forth in Feng Qi's palm, and was grabbed by him.

Feng Qi grabbed the dragon's tail with one hand, pressed Ji Chaoyun's shoulder with the other, narrowed his eyes slightly: "Are you really not coming back?"

Ji Zhaoyun was a little terrified by his eyes, but still insisted: "...No change."

A malicious smile appeared on Feng Qi's face, his palm moved up slowly, and his fingertips slowly stroked the beautiful dragon scales.

Ji Chaoyun's body trembled slightly uneasily, but he heard Feng Qi ask again: "The last chance, are you really going to come back unchanged?"

"No...!" Ji Zhaoyun's voice trembled, and he almost slipped into the water.

Feng Qi actually bumped into his...

"So it's here." Feng Qi raised the corners of his lips, and his movements intensified, gently pushing aside the trembling hard scales, teasing the soft inside.

The blush on Ji Zhaoyun's face quickly softened instantly: "Feng...Feng Qi, don't..."

"Don't worry about it? I think you like it very much." Feng Qi tilted his head and bit Ji Chaoyun's earlobe, and asked softly, "Xiaolong, tell me, do you like me like this?... How about this?"

Ji Zhaoyun whimpered, his shoulders and neck exposed to the water kept trembling with the overwhelming pleasure, his head instinctively raised, and Feng Qi held his throat.

……

The sound of water in the forest continued until the afternoon.

In the afternoon, Ji Chaoyun leaned against Feng Qi's arms, drowsy from the sun.

The quarrel was too much just now, his long silver hair has not recovered until now, and he is too tired to move a finger.

However, the person next to him seems to have endless energy, kissing and touching him non-stop, disturbing people's peace.

Ji Chaoyun patted Feng Qi's hand away, and said sleepily: "Don't bother me..."

"Okay, don't make trouble." Feng Qi responded softly, then turned to grab Ji Chaoyun's wrist, and probed into the spiritual vein.

After confirming that the spiritual power in Ji Zhaoyun's body was full and peaceful, and there was no abnormality, he let go.

Ji Zhaoyun was so tired that he didn't raise his eyes, and asked, "How is your immortal power?"

Feng Qi was in a good mood, and finally told the truth: "I lied to you just now, I meditated this morning and found that the previously fluctuating celestial power has stabilized."

"...I knew it." Ji Zhaoyun was turned over by the disturbing sunlight, buried his face in Feng Qi's arms, remembered something, and asked in a low voice, "Then your cultivation...hasn't weakened?"

"How could it be weakened?" Feng Qi rolled his eyes, understood, and said teasingly, "Are you afraid that, as the human story says, you will suck all the power in my body?"

"..."

Feng Qi rubbed Ji Chaoyun's loose long hair, and said with a smile in his voice, "Don't worry, your husband is not as weak as you think, even if I am sucked hundreds of times by you pestering little goblin, I can bear it."

Ji Zhaoyun remained silent, his ears blushed quietly.

Of course he wasn't afraid of these.

It's just that when he was practicing spiritually just now, he noticed that the power of the dragon ball in Feng Qi's body would really enter into his body along with the two of them... intimately intersecting.

Afterwards, he did find that the power of the dragon ball in his body had strengthened a bit.

The power of the dragon ball was integrated into Feng Qi's spiritual core when he was reborn in Nirvana, and it no longer existed, so he couldn't take the dragon ball out of Feng Qi's body.But now it seems that if every time... he can get some power of Dragon Ball, in the long run, is it possible for him to condense his pill again?

This thought flashed across Ji Zhaoyun's heart, and his heart beat a little faster.

After the Dragon Clan loses the Dragon Ball, their roots are completely destroyed, their cultivation is limited, and they are no different from disabled people.He didn't regret the split pill back then, but if he could get it back, it would be a great thing.

Nobody wants to be a trash all the time.

Thinking of this, Ji Zhaoyun just wanted to turn over and sit up, but was immediately forced to fall back by the soreness from his waist.

Feng Qi was quite flattered: "What, you think about it again?"

"...No, I don't want to." Ji Chaoyun rubbed his waist expressionlessly, and his brain instantly woke up.

Whether this is the case or not, it cannot continue now.

With the energy of this phoenix, if he keeps going on like this, he may not survive the day when all the power of the dragon balls returns...

Ji Zhaoyun thought resentfully.

Feng Qi and Ji Chaoyun were recuperating in the name of Wenqu Peak, and these days they were actually fooling around, and even passed the Hongmeng Academy's quarterly exam.

After the quarterly exam is over, preparations for the Tianbang Grand Competition will begin.

Not everyone can participate in the Tianbang. Disciples of the Tianzi level and the Dizi level can directly sign up to participate, while the Xuanzi level and the Huangzi level need to go through a preliminary test first.

The first exam for the yellow class is scheduled for ten days after the end of the quarterly exam.

The content of the initial test is very simple. The yellow-level disciples will draw lots randomly on the spot, and they will face off in pairs. The winner will be eligible to participate in the Tianbang.

On the day of the Tianbang's first test, Ji Chaoyun finally got the approval of His Royal Highness Feng Er, and was able to leave Wenqu Peak and meet his long-lost classmates.

When Ji Chaoyun came to Yanjianping, the deacon disciple who was in charge of supervising the examination had not yet arrived.Quite a few disciples surrounded the lawn in twos and threes. When they saw him coming, they all silenced and looked at him.

Ji Zhaoyun was not used to being stared at like this, and was about to step aside when he was pulled from behind.

He turned his head, Ye Chenxing said with a smile, "Long time no see, Chaoyun, is your injury better?"

"I'm fine now." Ji Chaoyun paused for a moment, then asked again, "They...do I have anything on me?"

Ye Chenxing stared back, staring back at those gazes one by one, and then said: "Don't worry about them, they are talking about people behind their backs."

"?"

Bei Ran hesitated for a moment, then explained: "Brother Ji, your matter...everyone has heard about it."

The kidnapping of Ji Chaoyun by the Lingyuan Sea Dragon King caused a lot of uproar, and then the truth was found out, and Ji Chaoyun's identity was about to be revealed.

No one thought that this little demon dragon with extremely poor bones but high agility turned out to be His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who had defected from Ling Yuanhai for many years.I didn't even expect that there would be such a twists and turns in the story.

That's why I'm a little curious.

Ji Zhaoyun doesn't care what others think of him, what's more, after so many years, he no longer regards himself as a person of Lingyuanhai, and he has no intention of regaining his true identity.

He nodded and said nothing more.

Not long after, the disciple in charge of the examination finally arrived.

Ji Zhaoyun raised his eyes and met the tall figure walking in the front of the crowd.

"..."

Feng Qi met Ji Zhaoyun's gaze and smiled cheerfully.

The corners of Ji Zhaoyun's lips twitched, and he felt a dull pain in his waist again.

This energetic phoenix quarreled with him for most of the night last night, causing him to wake up this morning with a backache so painful that he almost couldn't get up, and almost missed the hour.

Shouldn't the disciples of the Supervising Hall come to the first test of the Tianbang at the yellow level? What does it have to do with him?

Ji Zhaoyun looked back blankly, and pulled the two people beside him to turn around and walk into the crowd.

Feng Qi's smile froze on his face, and he hurried to catch up.

Ye Chenxing looked surprised: "Why did the peacock come here? He will be in charge of the examination today?"

"I don't know." Ji Chaoyun said coldly.

Beiran blinked suspiciously: "Brother Ji, did you quarrel?"

"...No, I don't want to see him."

Ye Chenxing looked at Ji Zhaoyun's expression, and sighed, "Oh, I said it earlier, this flower peacock is far worse than the rumored god Feng Xiao."

Ji Chaoyun asked: "How do you know Feng Xiao?"

"How come you don't know about the hero who saved the Immortal Realm?" Ye Chenxing raised his eyebrows, and said again, "However, I only found out about the matter between you and Feng Xiao recently."

"Who told you that?"

"The whole academy knows about it." Ye Chenxing said earnestly, "You fell in love with God Feng Xiao at first sight back then, and you did not hesitate to oppose Ling Yuanhai, and resolutely sacrificed the pill to save his life. It is really touching and touching."

"..." Ji Chaoyun pressed the center of his eyebrows, "Actually, things are not like this..."

"You don't need to be shy, we all know." Ye Chenxing leaned into his ear and whispered, "Tell me quietly, Feng Xiao and Feng Qi, who do you care more about? Cough, it's nothing else, It’s just that the academy disciples made a gamble in their spare time, and I haven’t pressed it yet, so I’ll let you know beforehand.”

Ji Zhaoyun also became more interested: "Then who is the most oppressive now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a chill in the back of his head, like a chill on his back.

Looking back, Feng Qi was standing behind them, with a half-smile and said: "I also want to know, who is the most oppressive?"