An Alternative Crash Method for Sword Cultivation

Zheng Mo and Lin Fangsheng lived in Cuanjian Peak, waiting for their master while cultivating, and went down the mountain to search for news in the market, but they didn't find anything.

At half a month's end, Helian Wancheng returned as promised, still white shirted over snow, covered in frost, and with an icy aura, landed lightly on the open space outside Huang Yantang's gate from the back of a fourth-order spirit crane.Lin Fangsheng and his senior brother led four boys to welcome them together.

The boy Sansao said, "Welcome to the master."

Zheng Mo and Lin Fangsheng said, "Master."

Helian Wancheng hummed lightly, went straight into the main hall of Huangyan Hall and sat down, and the two disciples followed him in. After the master sat down, Lin Fangsheng stretched out his clothes and knelt in the hall: "The disciple is incompetent, and the master is tired." , Senior brother is running around and working hard, please master punish me."

Zheng Mo just stood quietly by the side, Helian Wancheng's expression remained unchanged, he only beckoned for the little apprentice to approach, and when he was kneeling in front of the seat, he raised his hand and gently stroked the top of his head, saying: "It was God's will, there is no escape, there is no need to take care of yourself." But the Red Flood Dragon was very skilled, but he escaped. You must be careful in the future."

Lin Fangsheng's heart warmed up, but his expression became more and more tense. He unconsciously grabbed the corner of Helian Wancheng's robe: "Don't worry about it, apprentice, is Master hurt?"

Helian Wancheng was held by him, and the extremely cold breath eased a little: "If he practiced for another thousand years, he might hurt me a little bit, but now he is delusional. There is another matter, Zheng Mo, you and Fang Sheng The breath is harmonious, but you have practiced double cultivation?"

As soon as this remark came out, Lin Fangsheng couldn't help but bow his head in shame, Zheng Mo also solemnly said: "I am going to report to Master." Then he said in detail about the body of the demon couple and the amulet talisman pattern, "I have checked carefully Tan, my junior brother is all over the body, but there is no trace of the talisman, so it is impossible to prescribe the right medicine. This matter is not enough for outsiders, so I ask the master for guidance."

Helian Wancheng only pondered for a moment, then dismissed his disciples: "I already know about this, let's go down first."

Zheng Mo and his younger brother had to be ordered to retreat, and when they reached the door, Helian Wancheng called him: "Zheng Mo, why did the fire in my refining room go out? Light it up with me quickly."

He knew that the master had something else to say, and after telling the younger brother to go back to the room by himself, he followed the master into the side room of the refining room.

There was only one cloud bed for meditation in the side room, and on the blue steel stone wall, there were countless traces of sword intent. Seeing him coming in, Helian Wancheng cut to the chase and asked, "Zheng Mo, this matter is important, you must answer me carefully." When you and Fang Sheng practiced together, was there anything unusual?"

Zheng Mo carefully recalled, but still shook his head: "Nothing unusual."

"There is no abnormality on the outside, so is there nothing on the inside?"

When Zheng Mo got this reminder, his heart suddenly moved, but he felt hesitant to speak, he hesitated for a moment, and then he opened his mouth: "When I entered, it was a bit hot, and in the very deep place, I bit it very tightly..." Zheng Mo just said Dao is a famous tool born by the junior, so he didn't feel any abnormality, but this can't be mentioned in front of the junior.

Helian Wancheng was also thoughtful, so he avoided the little apprentice just now and asked alone, "How deep is it?"

Zheng Mo finally felt embarrassed, and replied vaguely: "...the whole root enters, it can be touched."

After that, Helian Wancheng asked him to retreat, and there was no further news.

On the second day, Lin Fangsheng had just finished refining the flying sword, so he had to be summoned by his master to go to the side room of the refining room for an audience.Helian Wancheng was still in plain gown, cold and not like ordinary people, tall and tall, seeing him enter, his expression did not change, he just ordered: "Fang Sheng, go get down."

Although Lin Fangsheng didn't know his master's intentions, he obeyed and obeyed, suppressing his embarrassment, and knelt down on the cloud bed.Lin Fangsheng was already familiar with these postures in front of Qiu Si Huajun and Zheng Mo, but now in front of his master, he was extremely nervous and trembling.

Helian Wancheng didn't notice all this, he just lifted up the hem of Fang Sheng's robe and took off his obscene pants, revealing the round buttocks of the little apprentice: "The acacia talisman pattern is most likely in the body. , As a teacher, you have to check one or two things, disciple, don't dodge, and don't need to be afraid."

Lin Fangsheng heard the master's tone indifferent, felt a little ashamed in An's heart, and replied in a low voice: "I don't need it, master."

Then I felt a cold and slender finger slowly poking in.Lin Fangsheng's body was extremely hot, but his finger was extremely cold, so he couldn't help tightening his grip, and instead clamped the finger.He also heard Master's cold voice command: "Relax." He also adjusted his breath slowly to relax his body and accept Master's fingers.

Helian Wancheng's fingers moved extremely slowly, inch by inch, stroking the inner wall carefully, searching so carefully, but it made Lin Fang feel mixed.I just felt that the finger was rubbing slowly, and the stimulation made that place more sensitive, and I could clearly feel the shape of every joint and movement change of Master's finger.The soreness, numbness and itching are indescribable.

Then add another finger, two fingers together, to penetrate a little deeper, between the rubbing, the tactile sensation is even stronger, but I don't know where the master touched, the sore and soft pleasure like an explosion hit, Lin Fangsheng was caught off guard, and gasped , the waist softened, and the evil roots under the body raised their heads instead.

Seeing his reaction like this, Helian Wancheng kneaded his two fingers back and forth again. Lin Fangsheng couldn't hold his breath for a while, and was swept by waves of joy and frenzy all over his body. Soft and charming, warmly wrapping around Master's fingers.

The master is still the same, let him pant and whisper, swing his waist, let him hold his fingers, squirm and suck, just said lightly: "It's not here." Then he let go of that point and drilled deeper.

After all, the length of the finger was not enough, and after repeated attempts failed, Helian Wancheng withdrew the long finger, and said in a flat tone, "Fang Sheng, as a teacher, you still need to check, bear with it."

"Yes, Master." Lin Fangsheng replied tremblingly, still kneeling on the cloud bed, resisting the turbulent tide of emotion, a hard and hot object forced the entrance open, and pushed it in slowly.

The movement is still slow, stretching his body apart inch by inch, because it is too slow, the feeling of stretching deeply is surprisingly clear.Even the trajectory, shape and texture of the bulky thing are clearly described in the sea of ​​consciousness.

All are, Master.

Lin Fangsheng's breath was disordered, and an eager enthusiasm was born from the depths of his body. He just wanted to move, but Helian Wancheng grabbed his waist and hips: "Don't move without authorization."

It's just that the huge lethal weapon drove straight in, the attack was gentle, and there seemed to be no heat, it was more tormenting than rough penetration, but Lin Fangsheng, how could he bear it.He couldn't help but bend his elbows and leaned down on the ground, but his lower limbs were raised even higher, and he twisted and swayed.

Helian Wancheng moved his fingers lightly along the disciple's back bone, and sent more than ten sword qi continuously, sealing Lin Fangsheng's movements, as if bound by an invisible rope, he could no longer move an inch.

Finally came across it.

Lin Fangsheng also felt it. The stimulus was a hundred times stronger than before, and it hit him in an instant, like a net from heaven and earth. There was no way to dodge it, only to fall.Intense lust, overwhelming, the corridor clenched tightly on the master's utensils, but the body could not move, the torture doubled, Lin Fangsheng couldn't help weeping and moaning.

"Master...Master...disciple...I can't bear it..."

That majestic evil root seems to be inhumane, no matter how it is entangled and sucked in his body, it just gets bigger and hotter, and it is held tighter and hotter, but the movement and strength remain the same. .

"This is the acacia talisman, Fang Sheng, did you notice it?" Helian Wancheng's lower body touched the extremely hot and tight part that Zheng Mo said, and it was really palpable, and the soft depth touched him. The front of the evil root is properly wrapped, like a living thing, it sucks, licks, grinds and bites automatically. If it weren't for his thousands of years of practice, his body and will are far superior to ordinary people, he might not be able to control it and let out his yang essence.

Lin Fangsheng had been burnt by the evil fire and lost his mind, his evil roots were strong and straight, he raised the hem of his robe, and the front of his robe was like crying, wetting a lot of hem, the altar was so clear that it was only enough for him to bite his arm, Lest you lose your composure and make waves.

Helian Wancheng still had a cold expression on his face, he supported his hips, and still rubbed gently, grinding the surrounding with a handle of dust root, rubbing the circle of runes carefully, in order to check clearly.

However, Lin Fangsheng was so tired that he was in pain. The hot and hard object repeatedly touched the source of intense pleasure, but he ignored it, like scratching his boots. He only felt that this kind of torture would be better than letting Si Huajun hurt him again, and it would be more enjoyable.

Seeing that his arm was bleeding from his bite, Helian Wancheng squeezed his teeth open, put his fingers into his mouth, and let him bite. Lin Fangsheng had long forgotten that this person was his respected and beloved master, so he opened his mouth and bit hard. Unexpectedly biting the fingers of the Huashenjian Xiu also showed bruise teeth marks.

When Helian Wancheng found out the structure of the talisman, retracted the imprisoning sword energy, and withdrew from his body, Lin Fangsheng lost all his senses, just like a female beast in heat, wagging its tail for sex, in various postures, unsightly.Although Helian Wancheng felt pity for his disciple, he couldn't delay at this time, so he summoned Zheng Mo and asked him to comfort the little disciple, but he turned around and entered the refining room, meditating with his breath, a golden spiritual power emerged from his fingertips, depicting the The acacia talisman came.