An Alternative Crash Method for Sword Cultivation

Lin Fangsheng was stunned, but his lips and teeth were pried open, and his silky tongue was deeply entangled, eager and deep, as if to erase all the remaining traces.

The subtle movements are slow and clear, and the entangled lips and tongue are sucked hard, as if every detail is imprinted in the bottom of my heart.

Hot and crisp, pleasant pleasure, spontaneously arises.

Lin Fangsheng couldn't help but hum in a low voice, he couldn't grasp the fingers on his brother's shoulders, he slid down and clutched the front of his shirt tightly.

Zheng Mo took a step forward, trapped his junior between the wall and his arms, clasped his fingers on the back of his head, lowered his head and kissed deeply, his white hair fell down like snow, and became entangled with Lin Fangsheng's crow-like black hair.

When they parted again, Lin Fangsheng felt an evil fire burning from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. He was a little dizzy, and he opened his eyes bewilderedly, calling out: "Senior brother..."

However, he felt that there was a hot and hard object in his abdomen, and he began to rub against each other ambiguously.

Even though the two people's clothes are separated, they are still hot, and they almost want to ignite their skin.

Lin Fangsheng's ears are now not only flushed, but even his cheeks and neck are as bright as the morning glow. Zheng Mo hooked him to hand over his collar, and pulled it down. The robe was ripped and stripped, revealing his fair shoulders and half chest come.

Before he could struggle, the senior brother stretched across his waist again, and stretched out his hand under the hem of his clothes. His warm palm covered the fleshy crotch, and he rubbed it in circles. Whispering, the hot and humid breath brushed over Lin Fangsheng's earlobe: "I haven't seen you for a long time, have you ever missed me?"

"No...never." Lin Fangsheng panted roughly, but his mouth was stiff. His hands were bound by the half-faded robe, and he could barely touch the fingertips that his senior brother maliciously teased, and he subconsciously clenched his crotch. With Zhengmo's movements, he rose and turned into a torrent, but he was as stiff as his senior brother.

Zheng Mo saw that his mouth was stiff, but he was not annoyed, instead he smiled, the hot tip of his tongue licked into the earhole along the pinna, and then bit the earlobe hard, the body in his arms trembled immediately, and he let out a little while breathing hoarsely. There was a sound of whimpering like a beast, but the evil root in the palm became more and more hot: "Duplicity, you should be punished."

Lin Fangsheng's vision was blurred, but he felt that the heat and humidity in his ears were gradually shifting, passing over his neck and collarbone, but lingering in his chest, bringing an unusually strong numbness.The slender torso seemed to be struck by lightning, tensed for a moment and then loosened. Lin Fangsheng writhed and struggled, just wanting his senior brother to lick the kiss away from the protrusion like a devouring one.

Unexpectedly, the fiery tongue is like a maggot attached to the bone, following him like a shadow, no matter how hard he struggles, he will not let go, but the lower limbs are getting closer and closer to each other, resisting his lower abdomen and rubbing more and more rudely.

"Hmm... senior brother..." Lin Fangsheng's voice was hoarse. When he leaned back, he also hit the stone wall. Rushed to the crotch, stimulating the dust root to become hotter and harder, the whole body heat, even the cold stone wall can't relieve half of it.

However, Zheng Mo's palms slid down his waist, grasping and rubbing his buttocks with strength, gradually getting heavier, and his breath also became heavy.

Lin Fangsheng frowned slightly, and the pain also awakened all the acacia runes, as if anticipating the joy in the future, faintly showing excitement.

Just when he was distracted, he heard a deep sigh from his senior brother, his movements seemed to be frozen, and he stopped suddenly. After a while, he let him go gently, only tidied up the messy clothes, and gently lowered his hands, circling Lin Fangsheng At the waist, although the heat is hard, it is angry, but it is restrained.

Slowly accumulating comforting heat, abruptly giving up halfway, the taste is not pleasant, not humane, but it forces Lin Fangsheng to frown and endure bitterly.

Zheng Mo only put his right hand on his junior's back, rubbing up and down to comfort him, his eyes were dark and hard to see.

Lin Fangsheng lowered his head and leaned on his senior brother's shoulder, his breath gradually calmed down.After being quiet for a long time, I suppressed the aroused desire just now, my arms were stiff, and I hesitated for a while, I put my arm around the back of my brother's neck, and asked in a low voice: "Brother...do you hate me?"

When she lowered her head, her brows and eyes were hidden in light shadows, the bridge of her nose was firm, and the corners of her mouth were tightly pursed, but there was some uneasiness in her strength.

But he didn't know the effect of the acacia talisman, and it's both sides to help practice.If the cultivation base is higher than that of Lin Fangsheng, Lin Fangsheng will benefit; if the cultivation base is as low as that of Zheng Mo today, then Zheng Mo will benefit.

How can Zheng Mo tolerate this kind of favor from his junior brother?

Therefore, if you want to be intimate again, the only way is to be patient until the alchemy is formed.

Just these reasons, but how to speak?

After all, Zheng Mo let go of his junior brother, instead of answering, he asked: "Fang Sheng, tell me what happened along the way."

Lin Fangsheng didn't understand what his senior brother was thinking, so he could only hold back his sourness, forced a smile and said: "Although this trip is difficult and dangerous, the rewards are not small..."

The two sat facing each other, Lin Fangsheng ignored Yan Xie's entanglement, and only talked about interesting things such as picking up Yanye, the auction, and the gate of controlling beasts in detail.

When the matter of Xiaori Black Elm's disappearance was mentioned, Zheng Mo said: "You only know one of the functions of Xiaori Black Elm, but you don't know the other. This thing was born from no boundary, but it can survive beyond the boundary barrier , so in addition to the sword intent, it also has the ability to manipulate space. If it is placed in the Qiankun ring, it may be fused."

Lin Fangsheng's heart skipped a beat when he heard the words, he still had a space treasure in his Qiankun ring.

He then mentioned that the Tianjing Pavilion was also in his hands, and the two left the Hundred Slaughter Hall and released the magic weapon in the wide courtyard.

The Tianjing Pavilion is still carved with white jade railings, exquisite and unique, but in the empty courtyard, there is an extra small tree seedling.

No thicker than a finger, the color is like black jade, and the quality is like fine steel.The branches are sparse and small, but there are no leaf buds, and the whole body exudes a weak sword intent.

Lin Fangsheng and Zheng Mo walked into the pavilion, but they gasped as they looked at the small pitch-black tree.

This priceless piece of wood has actually taken root in the Tianjing Pavilion.

Lin Fangsheng looked at his senior brother, but Zheng Mo also had a smile on his face, his eyes softened, and he met him: "Fang Sheng, you must cherish this opportunity and practice diligently, so as not to waste everything."

"Yes, Senior Brother." Lin Fangsheng responded respectfully, and stroked the branches lightly, with a piercing sword intent, but the black elm is too young, but it has no effect on his Golden Core cultivation, "Brother is stupid, why don't you keep Tianjing Pavilion In the hands of the senior brother, after careful investigation, how will the guidance be for me?"

Zheng Mo didn't understand his thoughts, but his smile became softer and softer: "After forming the alchemy, this thing is of great use. It is useless to me, so you can keep it for yourself. If you don't understand, go to the Shenzang Palace to find out. Books; no matter how much you don’t understand, there is still Master.”

Lin Fangsheng felt slightly regretful and responded.The two withdrew from the Tianjing Pavilion, and Lin Fangsheng accepted it, but Zheng Mo stood in the courtyard and did not turn around.

But it has the intention of seeing off guests.

Lin Fangsheng refused, and just like in the past, he grabbed his brother by the sleeve.

Although Zheng Mo's heart was a little soft, but now that he has silver hair, it adds a bit of sternness, and the gentle and gentle smile is also frozen in that silver.He looked at his younger brother quietly, and said: "Fang Sheng, the future will last forever."

Even though his heart was full of reluctance, Lin Fangsheng had no choice but to let go, but he refused to take the flying sword. He just stepped out of the Bailutang step by step, really looking back every step, with all kinds of concerns.Every time I turned around, I saw Zheng Mo standing silently, watching him go, his silver hair seemed to be shining in the night, slightly illuminating his handsome and handsome features.

It was not until the mountain road turned around that the gate of Bailu Hall could no longer be seen, then Lin Fangsheng summoned the flying sword and reluctantly returned to Quenjian Peak.

But the wolf cub ran away without a trace, Lin Fangsheng didn't care about him, the left and right hills belong to the master, there is no threat, not to mention he is in a bad mood now, so he went straight to his room to meditate.

The next day was early in the morning again, Lin Fangsheng excitedly went to the Bailu Hall, but saw the door was open, but no sign of his senior brother, could it be that Zheng Mo's heart was tied up and he was released?

Lin Fangsheng excitedly turned back to Huang Yantang, but it was cold and cold in the small courtyard of his senior brother, no one was there.

As soon as he left the courtyard, he saw Helian Wancheng standing outside, all in the sun, but like an ice sculpture on the top of a snow mountain, handsome and cold.

Master was holding a ball of white fluff in his hand, and was throwing it on the ground.The wolf cub rolled on the ground, but seemed to have injured its hind leg, and ran towards him limping.I'm afraid that he ran around all over the mountains and fell accidentally.

Lin Fangsheng cried out inwardly ashamed, hugged Yan Ye, then lowered his eyebrows and stood in front of the master.

Helian Wancheng still had no joy or fear, his expression was cold, and he said: "Zheng Mo asked for his order at night, and went out to practice, I have agreed."

Lin Fangsheng's heart sank, but he was not surprised. With the character of his senior brother, he would not be trapped in the city of sorrow and wait for death.

It's just... a bit too fast.

In addition to joy, but also a little sour and difficult to understand.Cultivation has no time, this difference, but I don't know when we will meet again.

Helian Wancheng's cold eyes fell on the little apprentice again, and said: "Fang Sheng, you should go out too."

Seeing Lin Fangsheng raised his head in astonishment, the headmaster added: "Since the golden core is completed, you should think about making progress."

Lin Fangsheng couldn't help it, and knelt down on one knee in front of the master, his voice choked with sobs: "I'm not talented, so I can't serve you by my side. I hope the master will take care of you."

Helian Wancheng raised his hand to caress the top of the little apprentice's head again, and his tone became gentle from the cold: "When you are alone, don't be brave and fierce, and retreat when you retreat."

"Student, keep it in mind." Lin Fangsheng replied respectfully.Now that he has completed the golden core, he must not stop, he wants to climb to a higher place, so just staying in the master's door is helpless.

Helian Wancheng took three more jade talismans: "In each talisman, there are my three sword intents, and no one can stop them below the god of transformation."

Then he took out the storage bag, in which there were mountains of spiritual stones and countless magic weapons.

Lin Fangsheng thought in his heart that with these belongings, it would be enough to open two more small kun pavilions.On the face, they were respectful and accepted them one by one.

When he was leaving, he couldn't help but ask: "Master, the marriage of the Five Elements Sect..."

Helian Wancheng said: "Zheng Mo has no intention."

Yao Danqing was originally interested in Lin Fangsheng, but his parents were optimistic about Zheng Mo: the head of the sect passed on his first disciple, and his talent and temperament are also outstanding, so he will definitely be the choice for the head of Wanjian sect in the future.And no matter how outstanding Lin Fangsheng is, but with Zheng Mo in front, this junior is at most an elder, no matter what he can't surpass Zheng Mo.

Unexpectedly, when they proposed marriage, they heard that Zheng Mo went crazy, and Yao Zhenguang and his wife were extremely regretful.

It would be a bit shameless if he changed his mouth to marry Lin Fangsheng again.

How brilliant the Wanjian Sect is, and how honorable the direct disciples of the head of the sect are, how can they be chosen by others?

It was rare for Yao Danqing to fall in love with a man, so he was saddened to be spoiled by his parents' schemes.

These are not matters that Wan Jianmen cares about.

If you can't get married, that's enough.

Lin Fangsheng was relieved, and he no longer had the slightest worry, and there was a bit of pride and ambition in his eyes.Without delay, after finishing the next day, I bid farewell to the teacher's school, but this time it was real, and I went on the road alone.

Above the lone blue sky, the strong wind is bitter, and the white clouds are floating, passing by him.

There was a young monk stepping on the red-golden sword light, and the wind flew across the sky like a bolt of lightning.

As far as the eye can see, the sky is high, the land is wide, boundless, and the world is so beautiful that you can gallop around.

From the bottom of his heart, Lin Fangsheng eagerly yearned for the relationship, and said loudly: "Yan Ye, from now on, you will also follow me, learn some techniques of pouncing and fighting, and don't act coquettishly and dodge your laziness, and shame the name of the cold wolf!"

How could the little wolf cub understand such words, he was only shrouded in fear of flying in the air for the first time, screaming and crying, his limbs were tightly bound on Lin Fangsheng's calf, trembling endlessly.

Lin Fangsheng laughed even more, moved his fingers, and pinched a formula, the sword light spontaneously adjusted its direction, and galloped away towards the distance.

The target is Qianmu Mountain.