The master of cultivating immortals protects me

"Master, what's the matter?" Xu Xiaofeng shuddered slightly from the coldness coming from his wrist, as if an electric current ran along his skin and went straight to his spine.

"You try to stay with me during this period of time. I think the slight instability of your aura should be the reason why you were stimulated by the toxin of the tree demon before. If the teacher guessed correctly, you will be able to recover within three months at the latest. Encountered the bottleneck of advanced Nascent Soul."

Xu Xiaofeng was secretly surprised, during the past few days when he was meditating and cultivating, he did feel that his aura was a bit weird, but he always thought that it was the master who manipulated it to confuse the relationship between Long Qing and the others.

Since entering the alchemy stage a few years ago, whenever Xu Xiaofeng closed his eyes and meditated, he would enter a world that only belonged to him. It was different from the fairyland full of warmth and light created by his master. His own world It was pitch black, as if the feathers of three thousand crows were daubed and constructed.

Even his elixir is black, a small ball of light like a black diamond is the elixir that appeared after he entered the alchemy stage, and this elixir is the source of his cultivation.

In the past, most of the spirit pills were calm as if they were sleeping, but now the spirit beads are uncharacteristically burning, and the night-like flames are beating restlessly in Xu Xiaofeng's world, like a little beast waiting to be fed, or like a dark night The bat hanging upside down in the cave seems to be waiting for an opportunity to suck blood.

The frequency of this intense activity has even begun to affect Xu Xiaofeng's state of mind. He can clearly feel that the spirit pill wants to absorb power to be reborn again, but no matter how much he cultivates in the illusion to absorb the spiritual energy of the world, there is no way to make the violent spirit Dan calmed down.

The source of the aura of Phoenix Mountain has been absorbed by him in the past ten years, the aura in the mortal world is so thin that it cannot meet Xu Xiaofeng's needs at all.

Fortunately, there is a master by his side.

After waking up, Xu Xiaofeng sat cross-legged on the spacious bed with the master face to face, let alone two big men, even four adults are more than enough.

The spacious bed is covered with soft and smooth satin, and the translucent tulle has loosened the golden woven knots and naturally hangs down the side of the bed, occasionally swaying gently due to the cool wind outside the window.

"Concentrate on it, after entering meditation, just listen to my voice and follow my guidance." Feng Dynasty Xu Xiaofeng stretched out his hands, the clean and white palms were like two pieces of jade with appropriate thickness, moist and soft.

Xu Xiaofeng covered his master's palms with his hands, opened his nostrils slightly and took a deep breath, a strange cold fragrance poured into his mouth and nose and went straight to the bottom of his heart and even his limbs, everything around him changed drastically in a trance , he couldn't see himself and couldn't see the master.

In the entire dark world, there is only one diamond-like black Lingzhu floating in the air, looking down and inspecting its desolate and empty territory like the ruler of this small world.

But after a while, this black diamond started to burn like a irascible king. These flames burned Xu Xiaofeng's spirit, piercing his three souls and seven souls like needle points, like a flame in his chest. To erupt, countless negative emotions are magnified in an instant: irritability, boredom, anger, and ungraspable desire.

"Control your emotions."

When the volcano was on the verge of eruption, a golden light broke through the thick and heavy clouds in the sky, and the master's calm and heavy voice like the sea calmed Xu Xiaofeng's irritable heart in time.

In his small world, he saw a ray of golden light, like a nimble fish, wandering around the graceful arc to the side of Lingzhu. The posture behind the golden smoke reminded Xu Xiaofeng of Teacher Zhao's "Animal World" inexplicably.

Xu Xiaofeng felt a little embarrassed, why his spirit bead was chasing the master's consciousness like a rooster in heat, he subconsciously wanted to control his own spirit bead, in his world, the spirit bead was him, He is also Lingzhu.

"Don't hold back, come here."

The deep and silky voice reminded Xu Xiaofeng of a certain chocolate advertisement, he was like a gluttonous child who couldn't refuse the sweetness of chocolate, Xu Xiaofeng was relieved and at the same time inexplicably happy with the master's permission.

He had just let go of the suppression of Lingzhu's nature, and Lingzhu was like a nimble monkey trying to catch the master's consciousness. Slowly scattered into a thin net composed of countless fine golden particles, gently including the mischievous spirit beads.

At that moment, Xu Xiaofeng only felt that he had fallen into an abyss, or the sea of ​​thousands of miles.

The soft and warm golden sea water wraps his body and limbs, like an unborn child in the arms of his mother, stable, warm, and bright, dispelling all negative emotions, no more anger, no more irritable, only letting The endless satisfaction that people indulge in.

From the previous life to the present, I have never felt the beauty and satisfaction.

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The pale golden sea water seemed soft and warm as if it had been baked by the spring sun. They wrapped and entwined him like jellyfish. At that moment, he suddenly saw a fairy world, or something like heaven...

"Young Master Feng?"

Lord Longqing's reminder brought Xu Xiaofeng back to his senses, and he gave a faint smile to the gentle looking man beside him.

He and the master stayed in the room for a total of seven days. The length of a monk's retreat period varies from person to person. Seven days is just the right amount of time to avoid suspicion.

In the last three days of those seven days, Xu Xiaofeng was able to calm down his irritable Lingzhu under the comfort of his master's spiritual consciousness. Until now, he is still reminiscing about the indescribable satisfaction when he practiced together with his master.

Xu Xiaofeng couldn't help thinking, so this is joint cultivation?Master used to practice like this with that Taiyi, did Donghuang Taiyi also have every feeling he felt before?

A strong sourness and unhappiness immediately spread in the bottom of my heart, Xu Xiaofeng swore that he didn't eat anything that had anything to do with old altar sauerkraut today.

"Forgive me, Mr. Feng is the body of Baoling?" Although his face hasn't changed much, his temperament is much calmer than it was ten years ago. Zongzheng Longqing sat opposite Xu Xiaofeng with a relaxed expression. With some light food prepared by Songhe Tower, Xu Xiaofeng, who hadn't eaten for seven days, was already starving.

Not surprisingly, he met Zongzheng Longqing after he left the room, and everything went smoothly according to his and his master's plan.

Xu Xiaofeng glanced at the vacant seat beside him. There were three sets of bowls and chopsticks on the mahogany table. He couldn't use the chopsticks to fill his stomach without one person. Learn about chatting, or should I say the best time to test each other out?

"It couldn't be more obvious, isn't it?" Xu Xiaofeng sneered. Just seven days ago, he and his master played a play in Xu's house. Now everyone knows that there is a young man in Xu's city who hasn't practiced together with others. Brother Baoling.

Long Qing was much calmer than ten years ago. His finger wearing the jade wrench lightly rubbed against the edge of the jade cup. At this moment, he could barely feel the spiritual energy of Xu Xiaofeng's body. awareness of identity.

No Baoling who has not practiced with others would wantonly radiate his aura in a place full of monks. What happened at the Xu family that day was naturally considered by Long Qing and others to be an accident.

"Zongzheng has not seen a Baoling for nearly 20 years, and the situation in other countries is not much better. Even if there is no joint practice, it will not hinder the monk's practice. The best monks will have the achievements of practice that others cannot obtain."

Slightly raising his slender eyebrows, Long Qing had a panoramic view of Xu Xiaofeng's calm expression, and he knew in his heart that the monk sitting opposite him knew what a Baoling meant, so he didn't need to repeat it too much.

"My lord, why don't you just say something straight?" How can you hide it from me with your little thoughts?There was a slight smile on the corner of Xu Xiaofeng's mouth, neither hot nor cold, and the embarrassment that flashed away on Zongzheng Longqing's face was reflected in his clear eyes.

A Celestial Spirit approaching a Baoling for no reason?No one would believe what they said. Since both of them are smart people, there is no need to hide some words.

"I'm just curious why you came to Xujiacheng alone, just when the monks from the four major families gathered."

Dazzling jewel-like light shone in his slender eyes. Prince Longqing had been thinking hard for the past seven days and finally found a suitable explanation for himself. A monk who had never practiced with others came to Xujiacheng where many monks gathered. Isn't it to find a suitable heavenly spirit to practice with?