Comprehension: Grinding the Gun

Perhaps because of absorbing the incandescent flames before, Zhanlong's body temperature is still hotter than before, even with the precious clothes protecting his body, the heat doesn't seem to be exhausted in the slightest.

Zhan Long hugged him into his arms, frowned slightly, then reached into his outer shirt, trying to remove Zhan Changsheng's middle coat.

Zhan Changsheng clasped his wrist tightly, and said angrily, "Just now you want me to put it on, but now you want to take it off again, what exactly do you want?"

Zhanlong still flicked his fingers lightly, peeled off the Fengling clothes, and threw them aside, but said that he should take it for granted, "I just put it on to protect you from the cold jade box. Now help me do my best. Natural stripping of barriers. Why not?"

Zhan Changsheng was at a loss for words for a moment, but he was speechless.Zhanlong's whole body is as hot as an oven, and he is confined in his arms like a male bird protecting its chicks, even if he doesn't feel the cold, he feels the heat.

It's just that for a moment he only felt that it was really embarrassing to be hugged so tightly by a man, and at the same time he thought that they were both of the same sex, so there was no need to worry too much about it.When he was tangled in every possible way, his whole body was tense, and he only allowed Zhanlong to pull his jaw, covering his lips and tongue again.

The scalding torrent invaded, poured into the root of the tongue, poured down the throat, as if it wanted to burn his internal organs together, Zhan Changsheng frowned, and wanted to push him away, but his wrist was held instead.

The place where the palms and the palms meet is the top-grade spirit stone, burning like a flame, making Zhan Changsheng hoarse and painful, but his lips and tongue are blocked, and there are only a few powerless whimpers in his throat.

Zhan Changsheng was in the middle of the situation, miserable, so he couldn't see the changes around him.But they didn't know that the two of them were completely surrounded by red and white flames, and the piles of metal fragments that had been dismantled were burned to ashes by the flames, leaving only a little invisible essence, which sank between Zhanlong's eyebrows.

Then the raging fire flashed suddenly, emitting a dazzling red light, almost swallowing up even the slightest bit of pale white.It was the sign that the blood karma had eroded the real fire of the Dragon Slaying Spear.

Zhanlong mobilized his spiritual power, and even pressed the struggling and screaming mortal into his arms, carefully squeezed the trickle of the divine spring, carefully guided it into the meridians, and protected the last bit of clarity in the Lingtai.

This cycle goes on and on in the middle of the night, the tip of the blazing flame turns white again just now, but the bottom is still as bright red as blood.Even so, Zhanlong didn't dare to go any further, because the body of a mortal is fragile, if he uses it too much, his meridians will be cut off and he will die.

Zhan Long drained the spiritual power of the three high-grade spirit stones, seeing Zhan Changsheng's pale face and weak breath, he was a little panicked.He spent the last bit of the blade of this world to snatch this mortal from the underworld. If he died accidentally, Zhan Long would have no power to fight against the blood evil.If at that time, the true fire of life is completely swallowed up, he will only go mad to death.

Zhanlong thinks that death is insignificant, but he doesn't want to die here.The god king imprisoned his old master and destroyed his real body.Those gods, men and immortals were all dignified on the outside, but in order to seize the magic spear, they used all means and tricks, and they were extremely ugly.

The grievances are not over, how can Dragon Slaying Spear die willingly?

He had no choice but to suppress his violent temper, carefully brought Zhan Changsheng back to the barracks, stared at the young man's pale face for a moment, and then turned into a firestick again, leaning against the wall quietly.

When he woke up the next day, Zhan Changsheng saw the simple roof above his head, and knew that the two had returned to the military camp.He vaguely remembered yesterday that Zhan Long blocked his lips and tongue and forcibly poured fire into him. He seemed to be deprived of his energy bit by bit, and in the end, even his internal organs were burned and painful. It was really, really miserable.

Zhan Changsheng survived the catastrophe, secretly thinking of luck, when he was about to get up, his arm softened, and he fell off the wooden bed to the ground.It was only at this time that he realized that his blood was burning like a fire, so hot that he couldn't lift the slightest bit of strength in his whole body.

Li Aniu and Xu Sanbao from the neighboring shop heard the noise, they hurried forward to help Zhan Changsheng up, they felt his whole body was hot when they touched it.Li Aniu exclaimed in surprise: "Changsheng, you have a fever, it's so hot, you better rest quickly."

Using the strength of the two of them, Zhan Changsheng sat back on the head of the bed, gritted his teeth and said, "It's alright...please bring me some water."

He only got the general's favor yesterday and was incorporated into the elite battalion. If he can't recover from illness today, he will be given a bad name.If I had known this before, I shouldn't have let Zhanlong wantonly exploit yesterday.

Zhan Changsheng secretly regretted it, Li A Niu had brought a bowl of well water.Zhan Changsheng took the celadon bowl and drank it in one gulp.In the early morning, the well water is cold, which suppresses the heat in the blood a little.

Just now he breathed a long sigh of relief, endured the discomfort and got up, washed and changed his clothes, then raised the Dragon Slaying Spear and entered the school field again, for the second round of the group arena.

Zhanlong's voice secretly sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness, and he said solemnly: "You are not in good condition today, you should rest more."

Zhan Changsheng secretly said angrily: "You, the instigator, where do you have the guts to speak up!"

But Zhan Long said: "If you die, I can't live alone, so naturally I have to worry about it."

Zhan Changsheng was choked by him, and he was speechless again, so he simply shut up and leaned against the tree with his eyes closed to adjust his breath before the ring drum sounded.

During this day's competition, Zhan Changsheng noticed something strange, the gun body seemed to be much lighter, and it was even more nimble when it was swung, and there was a faint sense of connection.Therefore, despite his poor health, and his opponent was much stronger than yesterday, he actually defeated the three of them and qualified for the final.

By the time he got off the ring, he was already dripping with sweat and panting heavily. Only by clenching his teeth and gripping the barrel of the gun could he support his sore and limp legs to take a step forward.After trying his best to return to the barracks, he immediately fell on the bed, unconscious.

At night, no matter how Zhan Changsheng resisted, Zhan Long remained the same, captured him in the small secret realm, and strode towards the small building.

Zhan Changsheng struggled on his shoulder for a moment, but was held down by his strong arm, unable to move.He was so angry that he couldn't bear it anymore and said: "You evil beast, you don't understand human nature, you don't know the dangers of the world, you deserve to be burned to pieces by the fire of heaven!"

Zhanlong didn't say a word, he still walked forward, but he didn't enter the small building, instead, he walked half a circle along the outer wall, and felt the water vapor rushing towards his face, the ground was shimmering and steaming, it was a hot spring.

When Zhan Changsheng saw this, he finally understood Zhan Long's intentions, and he inevitably regretted his previous indiscriminate words.

Zhanlong had put on his clothes and stepped into the spring, and put the boy down.

The hot spring water washes away the sweat stains, soaks the sore and soft muscles, and washes away the fatigue deep in the bone seam.

Zhan Chang let out a sigh of relief, sat in the pool and enjoyed this moment of pleasure, then whispered again: "I'm reckless, I'm sorry."

But Zhan Long said: "Everything you said is true, there is no need to apologize."

Zhan Changsheng was dumb again, but he heard Zhan Long say: "With your mortal body and meager strength, if you want to help me recover, it will take tens of thousands of years. This is not right, and we need to find a way."

Zhan Changsheng sighed: "If there is my method of cultivation..."

Zhanlong had already taken off his clothes, leaning against the edge of the hot spring jade pool, his black hair was floating in the water, like pieces of seaweed.He stretched out his arms, and picked a vermilion slender nameless weed from the gap between the shiny pebbles by the pool, before he said: "There is a last resort."

When Zhan Changsheng heard the words, his eyes widened immediately, and he approached Zhan Long, "Speak quickly!"

Zhanlong soaked the grass leaves in the spring, rubbed them carefully until the mesophyll rotted away, leaving only a grass stem thinner than a hair, and said: "This thing is called the self-dao stem, which is originally a corpse refining evil spirit. It can be blended into flesh and blood, fake meridians, run spiritual power instead of dead blood, and activate the corpse. It is only used on living people, but there is a big drawback."

Zhan Changsheng was horrified when he heard that, even though he was in the warm spring water, he couldn't help shivering, and asked nervously, "What's wrong..."

Zhan Long put the vermilion leaf stalk gently on the back of Zhan Changsheng's hand, and saw the thin thread seemed to come alive, piercing into the flesh.In an instant, a pain surged up, as if being stabbed into the flesh by a red-hot needle.Fortunately, within a short while, the filament melted into the water, and the clouds disappeared.

Zhan Long just said: "False veins enter the body, like thousands of arrows accumulating in the body, the pain is unspeakable."

Zhan Changsheng endured the pain in the back of his hand, and said resolutely, "But if I can improve my cultivation, I won't be afraid of pain."

Hearing this, Zhan Long couldn't help wondering: "Since you are not afraid of pain, why don't you want to practice double cultivation with me?"

Zhan Changsheng choked, "Where are these two things connected?"

An even more perplexed look appeared on Zhan Long's face, "If you use the method of dual cultivation, the divine spring will not dry up like this, and it will also be beneficial to you, and you won't have to suffer the torture of piercing your flesh with thousands of needles. Why do you ask for trouble? "

Zhan Changsheng frowned slightly, but seeing that he was really puzzled, he could only sigh slightly, and patiently explained clearly to him: "Shuangxiu should be between a man and a woman to reconcile yin and yang, and even more so, to be happy with each other. Only when I am willing can I go to Yaochi together. If it is only for temporary benefits, how is it different from animals?"

Zhanlong said: "Birds and beasts make peace only for reproduction. How can they understand the cycle of spiritual power and the way of dual cultivation. Since it is not for reproduction, it only depends on the physical and spiritual roots. It doesn't matter if you are male or female. What's more, I Although I respect and love my master, I don’t want to practice dual cultivation with him. His single-fire spiritual root conflicts with me, and if I try to use it forcefully, I will suffer from it. Only you, who are born with water spiritual roots and access to the divine spring, will benefit me.”

Zhan Changsheng was even more angry when he heard his eloquence, he stood up and said angrily: "I am a majestic man, why do I have to put my wife under you!"

Zhan Long stretched out his arms, took him into his arms, and then pressed down, Zhan Changsheng couldn't help it, his feet slipped again, and he fell on Zhan Long's legs.

The man just said: "If you are not willing to be under the body, it is the same to sit on the body.

Zhan Changsheng's cheek was pressed against Zhanlong's chest, he felt the fiery heart beating steadily, coming through the flesh, and wanted to push him away for a while.Zhan Long straightened his long hair lightly, and asked in a low voice, "Chang Sheng, do you remember revenge?"

When Zhan Long said it, he felt the boy in his arms tremble violently, his fingers clasped his arms tightly, and he slowly raised his head.Qingjun's face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and there was fire burning in his eyes, but he asked in a hoarse voice: "Zhanlong, can you save me, if you find the blade of the world in the future, can you also save my mother?" Kiss and sister, and the villagers in Qinghe Village?"

Zhanlong raised his eyebrows with dissatisfaction on his face, "You are so greedy? If you can cultivate the body of a golden fairy, you don't have to be bound by karma. With my guard at that time, you will go to the underworld and snatch thousands of his dead souls." Nothing is impossible."

Zhan Changsheng's eyes are bright, he only feels that this ideal is far and far away, but it is a hope after all, and his heart can't help but surge.

However, he forgot that the previous owner of Dragon Slaying Spear was a foolish man who feared nothing and nothing. He even dared to poke a hole in the boundless wall that no one dared to approach for hundreds of millions of years, and he suffered the consequences in the end.

The Dragon Slaying Spear is deeply influenced by his ears and eyes, so how can he live in peace.If it really happened as he said, there would be chaos in the Three Realms, and even Zhan Changsheng himself would directly bear the wrath of the God King.

But Zhan Long said: "The spiritual power in the mortal world is getting thinner day by day, it is becoming more and more difficult to enter the Tao, and it is even more difficult to obtain the Tao. There are hundreds of millions of immortal cultivators, and only a handful of immortals, but you have to think carefully about it."

Zhan Changsheng's mind is clear now, and all the previous resistance has disappeared, so he raised his hand to support Zhanlong's shoulder, hesitated for a moment, and gritted his teeth: "After tomorrow's finals, I will practice double cultivation with you."

The author has something to say:

In other words, this conversation can actually be simplified as follows:

Zhan Changsheng: One man and one woman are required for double cultivation!

Zhanlong: You and I can practice kung fu together.

Zhan Changsheng: I want to be with the person I like!

Zhanlong: You and I can practice kung fu together.

Zhan Changsheng: I don't want to be below!

Zhanlong: Then sit up.