Aquaman overturned

Island in the lake.

Miao Congshu sat cross-legged on the root of the golden tree and looked at his dantian. The dantian was originally a round golden pill, but now it has been replaced by a smaller version of 'Miao Congshu'.

This is his Nascent Soul.

Miao Congshu had already tested his cultivation realm with a spiritual weapon just now, and the feedback result was the peak of Nascent Soul.He lamented that it was just a one-time practice, and his cultivation base directly crossed the realm and climbed several peaks, and there was no thunder calamity that escaped death!

Dual cultivation without side effects is worth promoting and benefiting the cultivation world. In order to help others, he is willing to take the lead and do it twice again!

Miao Congshu raised his head and looked at Yu Fuli who was lying on the branch of the golden tree, looking at the sky with his arms on his pillow.His long, soft, black hair hung down, and a few golden leaves were pressed on the black hair.

The dark blue cloth belt is loosely tied around the waist, so the off-white clothes are loosely worn, the placket is open to reveal a broad chest, and there are nail scratches left by Miao Cong when he was very excited-of course, the nails on his arms and back There will only be more traces.

He bent one leg and stepped on the black tree trunk with bare feet. His skin was as white as jade, as if emitting a warm light.

The feet as white as jade and the trunk as black as ink complement each other, creating a rather exciting visual effect.

He always likes to wear plain, gray and old wide-sleeved civilian clothes, which have nothing to do with the fairy-like silk and satin gauze clothes that are popular in the cultivation world today, but he looks more like a hermit monk who transcends the mundane world than those of the orthodox fairy sect.

The Yu Fuli in front of him is unrestrained and has an irresistible and irresistible attraction. He looks like a flashy handsome boy. Only Miao Congshu knows how deep and unfathomable his cultivation is.

"..."

Miao Congshu suddenly remembered that he once regarded Yu Fuli as an old boy.

He got up and climbed up the golden tree, looking down at Yu Fuli from above: "I have reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, and I am only one time away from the state of distraction."

Yu Fuli raised his eyelids, and his glazed pupils scanned his dantian: "Haste makes waste." He stretched out a hand, pulled Miao Congshu into his arms, and continued: " Your bones are weak and you need to forge. The sea of ​​consciousness is too weak and needs to be expanded. The realm is unstable and you need to lay a solid foundation."

He squeezed Miao Congshu's neck, inserted his five fingers into his hair and smoothed it like a cat, closed his eyes and continued, "Dual cultivation only reached the Nascent Soul Stage once, which shows how bad your bones are. Do it again, Your sea of ​​consciousness, dantian and root bones will all explode."

He almost crossed the border and advanced to the state of distraction, but when it came to Yu Fuli's mouth, his bones were really bad?If the root bone is excellent, wouldn't it be a direct ascension to double cultivation with him?

While Miao Congshu was shocked, he didn't forget to lament that his current position is really a big boss among big bosses, he can be upgraded once he does it, and he can really go to heaven if he does it two or three times.

But he quickly realized that Yu Fuli didn't agree with Shuangxiu too many times because he was afraid that his body would not be able to withstand the explosion.

It's not kidney deficiency, it's not abnormal, and it's not for punishing him, it's just for the sake of his body and cultivation.

How to do?

This kind of behavior of being nice to him, thinking of him and paying for him seems to be addictive.

Miao Congshu's heart was pounding like a drum, he raised his head, stared at Yu Fuli and asked, "When I was the day before, you restrained yourself and didn't have dual cultivation, and it was also because my bones were too weak?"

Yu Fuli still closed his eyes: "Yes."

Miao Congshu poked his hard and slippery chest, pursed his lips and couldn't help laughing, and continued to ask: "Then why are you able to practice dual cultivation now?"

Yu Fuli opened his eyes: "Do you think that what you have eaten for half a year has been ordinary things?"

Not to mention other hard-to-find natural treasures in the world, the whitebait in Jinghu Lake alone has a lifespan of hundreds of years, which is equivalent to storing hundreds of years of spiritual energy.

And these auras are digested and filtered by the whitebait and become gentle and pure. For monks, no matter how much they eat, they don't have to worry about the aura skyrocketing and breaking the meridians.Moreover, these auras can also repair hidden diseases, expand the meridians, and at the same time cultivate the sea of ​​consciousness.

Except for the whitebait, all creatures in Kunlun are treasures that are coveted and crazy by the outside world, and in front of Miao Congshu, they are nothing more than ready-to-use ingredients.

Miao Congshu wondered why his cultivation had not declined in the past six months, but was firmly fixed at the golden core stage.

When he thought that this was all a manifestation of Yu Fuli's love, he felt happy and sweet.

"Then what level am I now? How does it compare to Shan Linggen?" Miao Congshu was actually quite curious. After all, he is a cultivator. If he finds out that Gengu has changed from ordinary to excellent, he will be more or less interested.He thought about it, and felt that judging from Yu Fuli's cultivation, he could expand a bit more: "Compared with those sword bones, fairy bones, etc., can they stand shoulder to shoulder?"

Yu Fuli frowned: "Why compare with those medium-sized bones?"

Miao Congshu: ...Okay, he's sure he's hugged an extremely thick thigh.

Miao Congshu stopped discussing this topic, feeling that he would be autistic if he continued.

It is conceivable how terrible the mental pollution is for a salted fish to be isolated.

But it's no fun just lying down, he's full of energy now and doesn't feel sleepy at all.When he was bored, he entered Dantian to watch Yuanying.

The Nascent Soul was the size of a palm, lifelike, and his facial features were exactly the same as his but more refined.

The little Yuanying was sleeping soundly, a bubble bigger than his face popped out of his nose, the bubble shrank and contracted with his breath and wouldn't burst.

Miao Congshu punctured the bubble with his hands, and the little Yuanying suddenly opened his eyes with a 'pop', trembling and trembling all over, and couldn't get up after kicking his legs for a long time.It spread its limbs, and was stunned for a while, following its owner's shape, it was also an ancestral salted fish, but it chose to give up after a while, turned over and continued to sleep.

"..."

No, there is still a difference.If it were him himself, he might not even open his eyes.

Miao Congshu turned his attention to meridians.

The meridians in the body are like cobwebs, numerous but regular, and golden aura flows inside, running continuously and orderly.

The more aura there is, the more energetic a person is. No wonder he is so energetic that he can play non-stop for three days and three nights.

The last stop of internal vision is the sea of ​​consciousness.

The Sea of ​​Consciousness is the spiritual home of the monks, the place where the primordial spirit lives, and it is also the place to distinguish the individual monks' understanding, heart, and spirituality.

A monk may not have an excellent bone, and he may not be able to forge his soul, but he cannot live without a sea of ​​consciousness.

If one wanted to completely kill a monk so that he would not be able to resurrect from the dead using spells, he would have to completely destroy the Sea of ​​Consciousness.Because the monk's primordial spirit lives in the sea of ​​consciousness, and most of the monk's primordial spirit is cultivated from the soul.

When the primordial spirit is destroyed, the soul is destroyed.

Therefore, the power above the Mahayana period is basically based on the primordial spirit attacking the sea of ​​consciousness, which is why Yu Fuli attacked Xue Tingchao's knowledge sea and crushed Wen Jincheng's primordial spirit as soon as he made a move.

Miao Congshu's Sea of ​​Consciousness is a vast and small world, the sky and clouds piled up like mountains, fluffy and soft like cotton.He tried to roll around in the clouds, the texture was soft and full of elasticity, the wind was not strong, blowing gently, it was so comfortable that his bones were crisp.

Under the clouds is a mountain, with towering trees covering the sky and the sun, and vegetation and wild flowers of various colors covering the gravel road.Passing through the cool stream in the forest, along the mountain road to the top of the mountain, you can see a blue lake like a mirror.

After the lake is a log cabin.

There is no need to go in, Miao Congshu knows that although the wooden house is small, it has all internal organs, because this is Kunlun.

Miao Congshu was surprised that his Sea of ​​Consciousness actually looked like Kunlun, but soon figured it out, because Kunlun was the most comfortable and beautiful place he had ever stayed in, so it was normal for his Sea of ​​Consciousness to unconsciously form Kunlun.

Suddenly, he felt a strong force pulling him out, and when he came back to his senses, the scene in front of him had turned into an island in the lake.

Yu Fuli: "Remember to pay attention to the outside world when entering the Sea of ​​Consciousness, otherwise a child can easily kill you."

"I know, I understand." Miao Congshu rubbed against Yu Fuli, and said, "Isn't that because you are here? I can rest assured that you are here, there is nothing to be afraid of."

"It's so obedient, how did you learn it?" Yu Fuli was originally in an idle posture, but when he thought of a few obtrusive things in the small world, his face suddenly changed, and he raised Miao Congshu's chin and stared at his eyes carefully. : "Do you like them?"

Miao Congshu: "Who?" He quickly realized that Yu Fuli was referring to Xue Tingchao and the others.No, has this happened yet? "No! Don't like it!"

Yu Fuli: "Have you liked it before?" He approached: "Miao Miao, tell the truth."

The feeling of oppression is a bit heavy.Miao Congshu: "I don't like it."

As far as he himself is concerned, before the good impression has had time to develop into liking, the feeling has faded.As for whether other people's feelings have been cultivated, it is none of his business.

When he has a good impression, he is willing to give it all. It is their fault that the relationship dies before reaching the stage of liking.Whether to return or not, love or not is their performance, anyway, he only gave one chance.

Miao Congshu said that he is so free and easy.

The free and easy Miao Congshu suddenly felt guilty when facing the incumbent's eyes.

Yu Fuli held Miao Congshu's face, bit his nose, and then ate his mouth.

This 'eating' movement is stickier than kissing, the inside and outside of the mouth is really cleaned, it is numb and painful but also refreshing, just like many of Yu Fuli Rimiao's hobbies from Congshu.One of them is biting. If the strength is properly controlled, there will always be a lot of marks afterwards.

Yu Fuli still didn't let him apply ointment to remove the marks, sometimes on the second day after the day, when the mood came, he would take off his loose coat to see the marks on his upper body.If it's shallow, make it a little deeper.

This is one of his few hobbies, and in return, Miao Congshu usually scratches Yu Fuli's generous back with his nails.

Yu Fuli laughed, didn't say believe it or not, his attitude was unpredictable.

He didn't pursue it, but Miao Congshu was frustrated: "Aren't you angry?" Last time he only provoked Ying Fanghu, and he suffered from back pain. This time, he provoked three, and he didn't even ask him. Excessive stimulation, obsession?

Yu Fuli patted Miao Congshu's cheek and said, "We'll talk about raising you until the catastrophe period."

The tone was so gentle that it was creepy, and Miao Congshu immediately thought that pigs were raised to death in this way.

Yu Fuli: "I'll write them all down, one Penglai, one sword cultivator, and one... trash." He hates the 'pseudo-Heavenly Dao' who almost married Miao Congshu the most.

"Without double cultivation, try all the pictures of erotic dramas in your mustard." He sneered: "Four months."

Miao Congshu's scalp was numb, and he couldn't believe it: "Isn't there only three? Why is there an extra month?!"

Yu Fuli: "Because you said I'm not good, I can't let you think I'm not good. One more month is to let you know that I'm good."

Miao Congshu was greeting Yu Fuli's ancestors in his heart, although he didn't know if there were any, but being polite and greeting more is a sign of good moral character.

He looked at Yu Fuli, pursed his lips and swallowed the words "Day Your Ancestor".

"You scold me?"

"no."

Yu Fuli laughed until his chest trembled. He patted Miao Congshu's waist and told him, "Your cultivation level is too low. You need to be prepared. A lot of spiritual energy will explode in the cultivation world."

Miao Congshu responded lazily: "Isn't it a good thing?" Deng Qizhi also said similar things.

Yu Fuli: "Have you heard of returning to light? The so-called recovery of spiritual energy is just a screening of all monks in this world, and the weak will be screened out." Then, he snorted, showing a trace of hostility and disgust: "Otherwise, those idiots in Penglai Will you leave that broken island?"

Miao Congshu: The incumbent seems to hate Penglai, but Xiaoshili didn't do anything to Xue Tingchao.

Yu Fuli: "Who said I didn't do anything?"

Miao Congshu was startled, and found himself unconsciously asking what was on his mind.He was even more surprised when he heard the response: "Why didn't I know?" He didn't see it.

Yu Fuli casually examined Miao Congshu's expression, wondering if he was so surprised because he was worried about Xue Tingchao or thought he was too hostile?Is it true that the small world saw him killing people but said he was not afraid?In fact, in my heart... very scared?

Miao Congshu was worried: "Have you wiped away all traces? Don't leave any clues. Xue Tingchao's prestige in Penglai Xianzong is extremely high. To move him is to offend the whole Penglai." Just play ball.

"..." Yu Fuli's gloom was blown away, and his mood suddenly became a little complicated.He felt that even if he slaughtered Penglai's entire family, Miao Congshu would find a way to help him destroy the corpse. "Penglai dare not trouble me."

Miao Congshu and him looked at each other for a moment, nodded, hugged Yu Fuli's neck and said, "I believe you."

He turned over and lay on his side in Yu Fuli's arms, and looked under the tree. There was an island on one side of the tree trunk, and a lake on the other.The amber and golden lakes are as beautiful as a god, but Miao Congshu thinks they are not as beautiful as Kunlun Mirror Lake.

The secret realm is vast and boundless, and he doesn't know the end of the world, how many dangers it hides, and how many predecessors he will encounter, so Miao Congshu feels that he can actually stay here until the secret realm is opened and connects to the realm of comprehension again.

Miao Congshu narrowed his eyes, and a golden tree color fell from the top of his head.It just landed on his mouth, and he opened his mouth to catch it, feeling very happy without warning.

Maybe it was because the scenery was too beautiful, maybe the environment was too comfortable, maybe the main reason was that Yu Fuli was by his side, giving him a sense of stability and security that he would never leave no matter what.

Of course, another important reason is that there is no predecessor!

The dangerous factors had all disappeared, and the island in the lake looked like a barren land.Originally, the lake was the entrance to the small world, but the small world was bombed, the entrance was destroyed, and the aura was almost dispersed.

The golden tree underneath doesn't look like a treasure either. The island in the lake has no natural treasures and no aura. It is really a barren land.

Therefore, it is impossible for monks who are only for Lingbao in the secret realm to come here, so it indirectly means-there is no predecessor here!

Feeling so relaxed, the nerves that have been tense since stepping into the realm of Taixuanzong finally had a chance to relax. Miao Congshu was so moved that he took out the spicy rabbit head and spirit fruit wine that he had bought in Fuyun City on the spot.

The taste of Lingguo wine is a bit like sweet-scented osmanthus wine, sweet and fragrant but not greasy. It is delicious when paired with spicy rabbit head.

Miao Congshu invited Yu Fuli to eat together, but was rejected.

So one person happily gnawed on the spicy rabbit head, took a sip of the refreshing spirit fruit wine, and then enjoyed the scenery, watching the golden leaves falling down like dancing, watching the waves of the lake wrinkled by the breeze, like golden waves .

Look at the black dot that is gradually approaching across the lake... Huh?Black spots?Live?

Miao Congshu was alert immediately, because his predecessor was too unexpected, so now he is nervous at the slightest sign of trouble.

Because he has now owed a huge debt for four months!Can't owe any more! !

He looked back at Yu Fuli, who didn't move, so Miao Congshu took out his clairvoyance from the mustard seed and looked across the lake. First, the dust billowed like a curtain, and then there were five dusty monks.

The lowest of the five monks is the distraction stage, and the highest is the out-of-body stage. The battle is not small.They all guarded a beautiful female nun in the middle with clean clothes and hair, but a rather arrogant face. The female nun stopped to admire the beauty of the lake.

Miao Congshu heaved a sigh of relief, none of them were exes.

After a while, he heard the monk on the opposite side shout: "Two fellow Taoists in the center of the island, can you take us to the island in the lake to rest?"

Miao Congshu thought to himself that one or both of them are in the stage of distraction and out-of-body stage, why can't they even cross a lake?

Yu Fuli still closed his eyes and ignored it.

He doesn't care, and Miao Congshu naturally doesn't care.

The arrogant female cultivator on the other side of the lake seemed to be losing her temper, so the peak male cultivator with the highest cultivation level in the out-of-body period deliberately entered the spiritual energy during the sound transmission, using the sound wave as an attack, and shouted intimidatingly: "You two, please help me!" .”

The sound wave came to the front, Yu Fuli swung it away with a sleeve, and threw it back, which directly shocked the out-of-body monk internally and vomited blood.

Miao Congshu took a sip of the spirit fruit wine, thinking that it was too aggressive to ask someone to help and hurt someone on purpose.

The monk at the out-of-body period was startled, knowing that he had met Da Neng, he lost an inch of arrogance, but still said proudly: "We are the personal guards of the Lord of the Eastern Wasteland, if you two are willing to help, after leaving the secret realm, the Eastern Wasteland There must be an answer!"

"puff!"

Miao Congshu sprayed out the spirit fruit wine in one gulp. If Yu Fuli hadn't cast a spell in time to block it, he might have been sprayed all over his face.

What did he hear?What Eastern Desolation, what realm master?This fucking exes are all stuck in his death line one by one?Let's take turns queuing up to discuss.

Yu Fuli narrowed his eyes: "What's wrong with you?"

Miao Congshu shook his head: "I was shocked by the rumors that Dong Huang, who can kill the realm of comprehension when going up, and kill the realm of demons when going down... that's all."