Self-help strategy of slag cannon fodder

Qiu Muchen led him into the center of Lingtan, and both of them fell into the water.

Bai Xuan didn't know how to swim, and was a little flustered when he first entered. Qiu Muchen held his waist with one hand, and said to him softly, "Don't be afraid, there is a teacher."

Bai Xuan nodded, feeling a little embarrassed, in fact, he has a foundation-building body, and even if this spirit pool sinks in, it will do everything to his body without any harm.

The young man's hair was wet with spiritual water and entangled with his clothes. Because of the tight distance, it was somewhat entangled with his hair. The autumn curtain swept over his moist starry eyes and landed on his full red lips. The depths of the eyes became darker and deeper.

The hand holding Bai Xuan's slender waist did not let go, and a gentle voice spewed out from his mouth: "Use the spiritual marrow as the source to impact the spiritual veins in your body, and then I will use spiritual power to assist the method of empowerment, so as to help you break through To the middle stage of foundation establishment."

Bai Xuan naturally nodded in agreement, but he hesitated for a moment when he saw the complete clothes of the two.

Seeing that his expression was different, Qiu Mu let go of his hand calmly, and asked softly, "Is there anything else?"

Bai Xuan thought for a while, looked up at him and said, "Senior brother, don't you need to take off your clothes?"

Although their clothes are impenetrable by water and fire, and they are not even half soaked in the Lingtan, but this is very strange, and won't it be a hindrance if they don't take off their clothes?

Qiu Mu took a deep breath and stagnated, those calmly smiling eyes no longer had any warmth at this moment, only darkness remained, so dark that it seemed as if it would swallow everything it saw.

Bai Xuan blinked. Although he didn't see anything from Qiu Mu Shen's face, he still felt that the atmosphere was a bit oppressive.

Is he talking too much?

He was kind enough to improve his cultivation level, and he asked everyone what he was doing. After all, the convenience of cultivation is no less knowledgeable than him.

"Need not."

Qiu Muchen's voice was still gentle, but a little hoarse, as if he was suppressing some emotion.

The young man's usually cold and distant face now carried an expression of joy, nestling quietly in his arms, inexplicably well-behaved.

The black and white pupils are cool and cold, yet revealing an unspeakable charming charm, as if thousands of amorous feelings are melted in these eyes, just one glance will make people intoxicated, unable to extricate themselves, unable to control themselves.

Qiu Mu's eyes moved away from his brows and lips with difficulty, and landed on his moon-white chin, and then fell on his swan neck.

On the slender and tender neck, a few strands of hair fell down, the ultimate in black and white, even more white as jade, the originally meticulous collar was slightly opened, revealing the delicate and small protrusion on the throat, very cute, but With invisible teasing.

Qiu Mu's heavy hand landed on Bai Xuan's waist again, with more force, his black eyes sank, and before Bai Xuan could ask, he was brought into the water.

The unprepared Bai Xuan was led into the water just like that, and the water coming from all directions almost choked him.

However, at the next moment, a very surging spiritual power surged from the top of his head. The rich spiritual power filled his meridians and washed his body, so comfortable that he almost cried out.

Qiu Muchen still put one hand on Bai Xuan's waist, almost holding him in his arms, and put the other hand on his head, pouring spiritual power into him.

Bai Xuan had completely immersed himself in feeling the spiritual power, and Qiu Mu looked deeply at the young man in his arms.

The facial features are exquisite, the softened eyebrows and eyes are even more charming, the spiritual water is flowing, and the hair is lightly swaying, making him look inviolable like a nine-day god, and exudes a poppy-like temptation.

Vermilion lips are full of red lips, they seem to feel the ultimate comfort, they are slightly opened, seductive and deep.

Qiu Mu rolled his throat heavily, and his eyes fell on his vermilion lips, unable to move away.

The initiation method lasted for an hour before it ended.

Feeling the more spiritual power in his body than before, Bai Xuan couldn't be happier, and his straight face couldn't help being tinged with joy.

Qiu Mu Shen looked at the beautiful young man who was extremely happy, his delicate lips became more ruddy, and the brows were dyed brightly, infinitely tempting the deepest evil thoughts in people's hearts.

Covering the darkness in his eyes, he said gently: "Cultivation can't be achieved overnight, otherwise it will damage your origin. If you come to me these few days, I will empower you with spiritual power once a day. You will be able to do it in about five or six days." It has reached the middle stage of foundation establishment."

Bai Xuan nodded, haste makes waste, he understands this truth.

In the next few days, he came up diligently every day, and his cultivation level increased day by day, but after each empowerment, his lips would be strange, strange, as if he had been washed by spiritual water many times.

However, on the fifth day, he reached the middle stage of foundation establishment.

This Coke spoiled him.

Although this idea still cannot escape under the male protagonist's hands, if things go on like this, maybe his cultivation will be stronger than in the original text.

When the hero becomes the Demon Emperor to take revenge, he might be able to escape under his hands.

"Master, this Lingtan of yours is really useful. Half a day of practicing here with you can be worth ten days of my usual meditation."

Bai Xuan was very happy, he didn't leave in a hurry after these days of spiritual empowerment, anyway, his saint master is so generous, it's not for nothing.

Qiu Mu looked at him with a smile on his lips, and said softly, "If you like, you can come every day."

What a gentle master.

Bai Xuan was moved, his master was so handsome and gentle.

A bit like his elder brother, who worked hard to make money for him, but never complained.

Of course, his brother is not so handsome.

"No, I've disturbed Master Qingxiu these few days, and now that the disciple's cultivation level has also improved, so I won't disturb Master anymore."

Qiu Mushen is one of the best in the cultivation world, and he has no other hobbies other than cultivation, but these days he comes up to bother him with the reason of 'asking for advice', and spends his spiritual power to help himself improve his cultivation.

Everything should be done in moderation, and the sage will not be impatient if he continues to bother, and his impression of him will be bad.

Moreover, Qiu Muchen was too kind, even being so kind to Zha Xuan, he was embarrassed to continue to take advantage of it.

Qiu Mu took a deep look at him, with inexplicable meaning in his eyes, but said indifferently: "It's not considered disturbing."

Bai Xuan just smiled, thinking that his master is really kind.

Back on Qingyun Peak, Sikong Yan was already waiting for him.

Ever since he encountered 'trouble' in his practice, Sikong Yan stayed with him for the reason of assisting his practice.

In fact, it doesn't matter if you live there. His cave is very big, but there are very few people living in it, and some of them are vacant.

But this guy doesn't know what's going on, since he was scared by him last time, he has become more attentive, and even helps with small things such as putting on shoes and changing clothes, but he doesn't spend his time on cultivation.

In other words, don't these cultivators regard cultivation as the most important thing in their lives?

Seeing him coming, Si Kongyan came over and took off his coat for him, put on a new one, and bent down to take off his shoes and change them.

Zha Xuan has a cleanliness addiction, and it is also a psychological cleanliness addiction. The clothes must be white clothes that are so clean that even a little stain can be seen. Change clothes and shoes, and then go back to the room to take a shower.

It's just sick of cleanliness!

In fact, he was wearing fairy robes and magical boots, which could not even be invaded by water or fire, let alone a little dust, but just like this, he had to change three meals a day.

Bai Xuan was also a hypocritical rich second generation back then, but there was nothing wrong with him to this extent.

In order to keep the character set from collapsing, he endured changing clothes and shoes, but taking a bath was fine, since no one saw it anyway.

In fact, if Sikong Yan hadn't been too attentive recently, he would always take clothes and shoes for him to change after he came back from going out, he wouldn't be too lazy to get used to this stinky problem.

After changing the shoes, feeling that Bai Xuan's mana was more advanced than yesterday, Sikong Yan lowered his eyes slightly and said in a low voice, "Congratulations, junior brother, for improving your cultivation again."

Being praised, Bai Xuan was naturally happy in his heart, but he just nodded and continued to maintain his aloof personality.

"Senior brother, I'm going down the mountain tomorrow. I'm so grateful for you taking care of me these days." Bai Xuan said to him.

Sikong Yan was slightly taken aback, and couldn't help asking: "What are you going to do?" After finishing the sentence, he realized that his words were suspicious of questioning, and immediately softened his voice: "Junior Brother, what do you have to ask Senior Brother to do?" , although you have already established the foundation, but it is very dangerous outside, it is better not to go down the mountain."

The most important thing is that the face of the younger brother is too dangerous. Anyone who sees his face can avoid evil thoughts.

Bai Xuan only felt that the senior brother was so considerate, and was moved in his heart, and said, "It's okay, I'm in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and I have many magic weapons, even those in the late stage of foundation establishment can fight against it."

As for those in the Golden Core stage, most of them are sect elders or family patriarchs, and the treasure-level ones are generally housebound, and whoever has nothing to do will go out to hang out.

Even if he meets him, he is not afraid, he will not take the initiative to provoke others, besides, he can run away if he cannot be beaten.

"Then I'll go with you."

Seeing that he couldn't be persuaded, Sikong Yan said, paused, and said: "It's dangerous outside, and my brother doesn't go out often, with my brother here, I can protect you and guide you."

"Thank you, brother, but it's fine if I go alone. I feel very guilty for disturbing my brother's cultivation these days, and I don't dare to bother my brother anymore."

Bai Xuan refused, because what he wants to do cannot be followed by people who are familiar with Zha Xuan.

Looking at Sikong Yan who looked concerned, he said sincerely: "Brother, take this time to practice hard and strive to form alchemy as soon as possible."

Sikong Yan was very disappointed, but he didn't persuade him any more.

The younger brother doesn't need him to guide his cultivation anymore, so naturally it's inconvenient for him to live in Qingyun Peak anymore.

On the way back to Ling Xiaofeng, I met a lot of bad-looking seniors, some from Ling Xiaofeng, and others from other peaks, all of them looked at him as if they had been robbed of their wives and sons.

He was very familiar with this kind of gaze, ever since he lived in Bai Xuan's cave, these people were extremely jealous when they saw him, especially the people from Qingyun Peak.

He always felt that he, a foreigner from the peak, took advantage of them, otherwise they could have lived in Junior Brother Bai Xuan's cave and got close to Bai Xuan with the reason of guiding Bai Xuan's cultivation.

"Is this leaving?"

"It's finally gone. If I don't leave, I want to drive people away."

"Brother Baixuan lives in my Qingyun Peak. What is he doing here at Lingxiao Peak? He really thinks that he can act recklessly if he is the head of the sect. He still lives for so long!"

People around him were talking about him, but Sikong Yan turned a blind eye to it, thinking about whether he should follow his junior down the mountain.

He was really worried that his junior brother was outside alone.