I finally got my hands on the Bingshan hero

Sitting on the bed and meditating, Ji Qingbai recalled the cultivation method taught by the old man in charge, sinking his true energy into his dantian, and a warmth circulated from his lower abdomen to his whole body, "Xuantian returns to one, all things in life, everything is empty and energy is solid... ...", the formula is imprinted in the brain and in the heart, there is a definite number in the dark, and the definite number has variables, Ji Qingbai alternately grasped a hand formula with his wrists, his soul is like a thousand stars in the sky, secluded and secluded, mysterious and mysterious, and Ten thousand dharmas return to one, ten thousand paths return to their ancestors, leaving only the dark blue and mysterious, awe-inspiring and clear.

The old man in charge said that although tens of thousands of people practice the same kind of kung fu, the characteristics of the kung fu are different from person to person.For example, this Xuan Yi Jue was practiced by an elder of the sect before. The Xuan Yi Jue practiced by this elder uses the blazing sun to enter the Tao and stubbornness as a guide.After that, he can throw a branch, and he can penetrate the stone into the ground, and his power is like the sun.

Now it seems that Ji Qingbai's Xuan Yi Jue must have the cold traits.

In the world of martial arts, one can only be considered as a beginner if one has cultivated internal strength, otherwise it can only be regarded as a show of fist and embroidered legs.The old man in charge saw Ji Qingtian's outstanding talent, he could bring out sword energy without having learned inner skills, and he had energy in his heart, which is rare in a hundred years, so he had the idea of ​​cherishing his talent.

There are two ways to get started with internal strength.In addition to the characteristics of entering the Tao, there is another introduction.That is, something that leads people into the Tao.The two can also distinguish the identity of a martial artist, and many cases are solved by looking at the qi left in the wound.

Ji Shaoxia, who had been gaiting for a day and practiced boxing for two hours, was sitting on the bed thinking hard, and the formulas revolved around him involuntarily.Ji Shaoxia, who has cultivated his internal skills for a while, what is his introduction?

Ji Qingbai, who was a beginner in internal skills, pressed a hand formula, his eyes were closed, his brows were slightly frowned, and he felt a hot current rising up, circulating in various meridians.He knew that this was a bit of familiar immortal energy left over from his immortal body, and it was this immortal energy that enabled him to beat some accomplished young heroes even if he hadn't started yet.

Suddenly a thick and scorching breath emerged from Ji Qingbai's dantian, Ji Qingbai's heart moved, and he was a little secretly happy, this is the true energy that a martial arts practitioner should have.This is the true qi obtained from practicing inner strength and mental methods!Then it was time for the introduction of Taoism to appear, Ji Qingbai made a bet, and unhurriedly merged his true energy and immortal energy and walked around the sky.

Ji Qingbai's whole body was warm, and his true energy flowed through every part of his body.His whole body was getting hotter and hotter, his face was blushing, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his neck.

"Strange" - Ji Qingbai thought to himself.But what was more unbearable than the scalding heat all over his body was the hot feeling inside him.His nipples swelled and stood upright, pressing against the hard fabric, probably as red as if someone had bitten and sucked them.At this moment, Ji Qingbai was as sensitive as if someone had stripped his clothes, licked and touched them, every hair that opened and every inch of flexible skin could feel the provocation of the clothes.

Ji Shaoxia's back hole on the bed was so hot that it was about to drip juice, he felt that it was like a hole of flames, from which an uncontrollable heat was burning, even his wriggling intestinal wall, every time he wriggled, his heart trembled .With all his mind at this moment, he can only feel his secret treasure meat hole, which seems to be infinitely enlarged in his mind.It convulsed excitedly, touched the surrounding fleshy walls, and squeezed the meat at the opening of the hole.

Ji Qingbai was about to groan, he could feel a burning heat piercing through his flesh hole like a sword, and the lust went straight to the unsearchable gap in the depths of his mind, so sharp, so sharp So overwhelming, so irresistible.

Ji Qingbai maintained his practice posture and did not move. While sweating from anxiety, his penis, which was overwhelmed, turned up again.A faint sense of shame arose in his lack of common sense brain, causing the meat hole to shrink sharply.Ji Qingbai was so anxious that his acupoints convulsed violently a few times, a golden flower bloomed in his mind, he thought to himself: If this goes on like this, won't it be no different from the slut in the storybook I heard two days ago? !

He felt that the meat cave was like a dark cave with no bottom to be seen. There were only a few torches on the mountain wall at the entrance. If he wanted the flames to roll and shine out of the cave, he had to go in and find out.

Ji Qingbai's face was full of peach blossoms, his whole body was pink, and his stern face was covered with thin sweat.He really wanted someone to come in and fuck him. He pushed open his pussy with the head of his big cock, and was fucked hard into the wall of his pussy by the fiery cock bursting with veins, straight into his head.Ji Qingbai almost broke his trance because of the fantasy in front of him.

He closed his eyes tightly, frowned slightly, pursed his thin lips, and let out bursts of voices full of spring from his throat, and finally ejaculated under the pleasure of dissatisfaction brought about by a little wriggling in the extremely empty pussy. There was a strong white cloud.

And his internal strength has finally run through seven or seven 49 weeks.

It turns out that the introduction of Ji Qingbai's Xuan Yi Jue is lust.