An Alternative Crash Method for Sword Cultivation

Jiaolong has a sinister nature and has always been greedy. When the Snake Princess was at his side, he would be happy for as little as seven days and as long as more than a month, but Lin Fangsheng had never given birth to such an extraordinary talent. , the essence and blood of Jiaolong replenished it, so for three days, it has reached its limit.

Si Huajun leaned over to see the traces of joy and love on Jianxiu's body, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice whispered like a zither string, he said: "Don't worry about healing your wounds, I will come to find you after you recover." After that, Lin Fangsheng was still trapped in the crystal pool However, Lin Fangsheng's voice was already hoarse and his breath was weak. The emperor fluid liquid and dragon essence penetrated through the skin, leading to the dantian meridian, and circulated according to the small Zhoutian, without his intentional guidance.

After practicing like this for a few days, when the wound was healed, Si Huajun was lucky again. He still opened the evil root dragon scales, smashed Lin Fangsheng's wound to blood flow again, and then painted it with dragon essence, and the moonlight repaired it. The slurry will consume [-]%.This kind of torture continued for an unknown number of times, Lin Fangsheng felt that life was worse than death, but his cultivation was improving rapidly, and he even advanced to the ninth level of pulse condensing.If it weren't for this, I'm afraid no matter how firm the Dao heart is, it will be exhausted in the humiliation of the demon cultivator.

One day, Lin Fangsheng was sitting at the bottom of the pool, and suddenly felt his mind move. When he opened his eyes, the essence of the moonlight in the pool had dried up to the bottom, and there was no drop left.Si Huajun spent more than [-] years accumulating this pool of rare treasures, and now Lin Fangsheng has used up all of them. If it is pure cultivation, it may not be impossible to form alchemy, but unfortunately, most of them have been wasted.

Si Huajun also got the news, and appeared in the crystal house in a short while, with a wave of his sleeves, he wrapped Lin Fangsheng into his arms, and the chains were cut off immediately, leaving only four crystal clear wrist guards and ankle guards, which were left on the hands and feet to set off the The skin is white jade, and it is as pure and spotless as a fairy.

He was also extremely happy, sitting on the crystal bed, lovingly stroking the body of the person in his arms, his hands were smooth and delicate, with sword intent as bone and white jade as muscle.Lin Fangsheng was tense and stiff, he was placed on the crystal bed, and he refused to relax, he really didn't want to suffer from the tearing of his vitals.

Yaoxiu put his fingers into his body, inspected it carefully, and said with a smile: "It's done." Acting with a bit of urgency, he hurriedly put his sword into the sheath, stuffing his back so full that it was about to burst, Lin Fangsheng was about to frown, but unexpectedly Sore, soft, and hot flows spontaneously from the junction, and the tense lower limbs soften.

Si Huajun smiled lightly and gracefully, his phoenix eyes fixed on Lin Fangsheng's bewildered and confused look, and pressed his head several times, Lin Fangsheng's breath was disordered, his face was flushed, and he was hesitant, unexpectedly, he was extremely emotional.

"Why... ah..." Lin Fangsheng just started to ask, but was interrupted by a fierce attack from the demon cultivator, his voice was full of emotion and panting, his words were incoherent, his snow-white body was dyed red, and the corners of his eyes and brows were also full of emotions. The tide was surging, and the dust roots were hard, before they could be touched, under Si Huajun's violent rebuttal, they let out like a bet.

But it was Lin Fangsheng's 22 years since Yuan Yang first ejaculated.

Si Huajun leaned over and paused for a moment, touched some mortal Yuanyang with his fingers, twitched with a smile, his long and narrow eyes swept across Jianxiu's white body, then his lips and teeth pressed together for a moment, and said softly: "The pain you suffered before is really true. It’s worth it, you can share the bliss of double cultivation with me from now on, you don’t have to worry about damage to your body, you can also improve your cultivation, Fang Sheng, you should thank me.” After that, there was another ups and downs, only the skin on the crystal bed rubbed and collided, and fell in love with Lin Fangsheng Thick crooning sound.

When Lin Fangsheng was first in love, he was tortured without realizing the beauty.Therefore, I was very repulsive and fearful of this matter in my thinking, but now I overturned my cognition, and I actually enjoyed unspeakable happiness, supreme joy.When Si Huajun withdrew a little later, he wrapped his arms around his shoulders and his legs around his waist, and he refused to let the thick and long root out of his body.

Si Huajun couldn't help laughing, and still pulled Lin Fangsheng's tightly bound hands away, and comforted him: "Even if you are willing, I am not willing to leave this place of ecstasy. Now I just want to change my posture."

Lin Fangsheng was extremely ashamed and indignant, lying on his back on the crystal bed, Si Huajun's slender legs had been hung high on his shoulders, and between his thighs were spread, Yuan Yang's first ejaculated evil root was full of energy again, unsatisfied.

The place behind him also eats marrow and tastes, lingeringly holds the giant blade of the demon cultivator, and does not want to let go of it.

Si Huajun also sensed that suction force, stood beside the bed, let out a low growl, and slammed into it hard, fast and hard, so that his back rubbed back and forth against the smooth crystal.

However, Lin Fangsheng covered his eyes with his hands, and shed tears in the tide of pleasure, and he whispered a little hoarse and choked: "You... kill as you want, so why... torture me."

The millennium emperor's ooze and the blood of the red jellyfish are both rare treasures. If you want to kill them, why bother to waste so many treasures, energy and time, and why bother to endure delusions and guard them all the time until Lin Fangsheng's demon body is refined and transformed. , just indulge and enjoy.

Si Huajun was too lazy to mention these cumbersome explanations.

He just closed his eyes that were so hot that they were cold, and leaned forward, so that Lin Fangsheng had no time to speak, and only cried and sobbed when the tide was surging.

It took more than half a month for such a ups and downs.

The younger brother disappeared from Shenglong Lake, and he didn't realize that it had been a hundred days.

Zheng Mo was anxious in his heart, but because of his responsibility as a teacher, he couldn't ignore the rest of the disciples. He only rushed back to Shenglong Lake after daily practice, and searched carefully.As a result, the energy consumed increased day by day, and the sword cultivator who was supposed to face the wind in the jade tree was covered with frost and tiredness, and looked more like a leisurely swordsman.

However, Shenglong Lake has a radius of thousands of miles, and the spiritual consciousness in the weak water is blocked. For a hundred days in the desert, he sneaked into the bottom of the lake every night to search, but he did not find the slightest trace of his junior.

The enchantment of Baohuan Mountain was created by the ancient true god, and it can only be sent out after half a year expires, and the Jade Talisman of Communication cannot be used, Master has not yet heard the news.

Waiting for Master to know...

I'm afraid there will be another storm.

Another whole night without finding anything, when Zheng Mo was about to leave the lake, he saw a figure of a man in a black shirt appearing in the darkness.

Zheng Mo stood tall and tall, and in the darkness of the dawn, the man seemed to emerge from the night, with black clothes and white skin, long hair tied under a sapphire crown, and smiling eyes that were clear and deep purple.

The purple in the eyes and hair is a sign of a demon cultivator.

There are six realms in the realm of cultivating immortals: heaven, earth, humans, monsters and demons. The heaven, the land of immortals, the blessed land and caves, the yearning of the world to ascend to immortality; , is where the Qinglong Kingdom is located, and it is also the most expansive territory, connecting the heavens and the Netherworld, and the Beiming Sea in the extreme north, which is the border between the human world and the demon world.

The demon world was isolated from the outside, and only a few passages could reach Beiming. Legend has it that an ancient demon king set up countless teleportation arrays in the human world. After the battle of the demons, they were destroyed by the true god.

As for the realm of nothingness, it has only been passed on by word of mouth for thousands of years, but there is no record of where it is located, and no one has witnessed it.

Since ancient times, the true gods have demarcated the territory millions of years ago and closed the entrances and exits of all walks of life. The demon world wants to re-enter the human world, but only those whose cultivation base is weaker than Yuanying can pass through, and Beiming sea monsters are rampant. If the cultivation base is too weak, I'm afraid it will be swallowed by the monster before it goes out to sea.

It's just that in the past, there were immortal fate everywhere, and there were tens of thousands of Yuanying cultivators, and the number of the Ganges River who transformed gods and crossed the catastrophe. The power of the ancient true gods is now unimaginable, so people below Yuanying , really weak as an ant.

But now that the spiritual qi is exhausted, there are only a few alchemists, and the transformation of the gods is already a powerful party. Even the Qinglong royal family of the real dragon emperor is a little bit afraid, and the Jindan real people below Yuanying are considered strong. the ones.

That Demon Cultivator is also a Gold Core Cultivator. I don't know what method he used to invade the territory of the Precious Fantasy Mountain, but he didn't alarm the cultivators in the Human Realm.On a handsome face, there was a mellow smile, innocent and calm like a child: "The person this fellow Taoist is looking for is no longer in the territory of Baohuan Mountain."

Although Zheng Mo was anxious in his heart, he remained unmoved on the surface: "Who is your Excellency, and how did you know?"

Moxiu was still smiling, and walked towards Zhengmo, holding a crystal ball in his hand, within the transparent ball, images gradually emerged.

But it was Lin Fangsheng and a strange man, standing on top of a ship-shaped treasure, and breaking through the waves in the vast sea.

The sky is clear and the sea is slightly turbulent. The scavenging gull spreads its gray and black wings and soars to the top of the waves. It is the Beiming Sea, the entrance to the demon realm.

In Zheng Mo's arms, the younger brother's natal jade tablet also felt a little warmth.

But he saw his junior brother wearing a sky blue long gown blown up and down by the sea wind, he was not injured, but his brows were very gloomy.Zheng Mo was waiting to take a closer look, but he saw the image of a strange man in the crystal ball and turned his head slightly.

The crystal ball cracked lightly and split into two pieces.

Moxiu clicked his tongue, showing regret, put the fragments back into the storage bag, and sighed: "This monster is so powerful, it's a pity for my psychic crystal." Then he looked at Zheng Mo, and smiled again, " However, if it can be exchanged for the help of Wan Jianmen, it will be worth it."

Seeing that Zheng Mo was unmoved, he only looked up and down with a pair of cold phoenix eyes, and then his smile became more and more innocent, just like the end of the cold winter, the spring water melts the ice, and the warm sun breaks the dark clouds: "Under Yan Xie, slay the dragon!" The Immortal Imperial Envoy is also right, now he just wants to make a deal with Brother Dao."

When Zheng Mo met Moxiu, Lin Fangsheng was also in a difficult situation.

The demon cultivator Hongjiao is one of the seven overlords of the Beiming sea, each of the seven overlords is capable of reaching the sky, and they are kings according to the sea, but they have distinct boundaries between each other, and they will never violate each other.If they are not practicing in seclusion, or when they are out traveling, the seven overlords will also communicate with each other and have a feast to enjoy themselves.

What Zheng Mo saw was exactly when Si Huajun took Lin Fangsheng to the Wannian Clam Demon Palace in Beiminghai for a banquet.Si Huajun was very considerate, knowing that he had first come to the Beiming Sea, he accompanied him to enjoy the vast seascape at the bow of the boat, and shared anecdotes and anecdotes about the Demon Realm. Being together is different.

However, no matter how advanced his cultivation, witty words, considerate and tender feelings, how can he compare to his senior brother?

The clam demon palace is built with coral and sapphire. The main hall is inlaid with countless large and small luminous pearls, which are brilliant, magnificent and luxurious, and are too beautiful to behold.There are twelve beauties dancing lightly, their snow-white bare feet lightly tapping on the glazed floor, all of them have graceful figures and picturesque eyebrows.

A middle-aged man in green shirt sits cross-legged in the main seat, with beautiful beard and chest, clear eyes, and is raising a glass to toast from afar, while the rest of the guests are raising their glasses in response.

Lin Fangsheng leaned against Si Huajun's arms, not daring to move.Just because there is a piece of jade made of volcanic stone essence, Si Huajun put it in XXX.Right now, he was suffering from overflowing and fullness, scorching heat, dryness and slight itching, but he refused to lose his status under the eyes of everyone, and he could only stiffen his body and grit his teeth to bear it when he did the act of grinding the roof.

Since ancient times, the spirit of mountains and waters has been a treasure born of the creation of heaven and earth.Inside the volcano, the high temperature is comparable to the true fire of Samadhi. After hundreds of millions of years of refining, a little volcanic essence has just been produced. It turns into white.

If a piece the size of a longan is fused into the material, a fairy treasure can be refined, and it is also the best material for the natal spirit sword for the fire root sword cultivator.It's just extremely precious and hard to find in the world.

Who would have thought that this dragon monster would take such a large piece of volcanic rock essence, make such an embarrassing object, and give it to him for his enjoyment.

Seriously, waste of money.

Lin Fangsheng could only feel the complex taste in it, which is hard to describe.

Si Huajun enjoyed it, seeing that he refused to move at all, he actually put his hand into the robe, pushed a little stone essence out of his body, and there was a piece of it inside.

Lin Fangsheng suddenly felt soft and unbearable, his body limp in Yaoxiu's arms, and a low moan escaped from his throat.

How keen is the six senses of the metamorphosis demon cultivator, even in this noisy hall, he could clearly hear the ecstasy voice, everyone glanced over, and saw the young man buried in Si Huajun's arms, only the black hair followed by him. A little bit of jade white nape was exposed in the sky blue clothes, but there was an inexplicable fragrance and charm.

The demon cultivator has always only cultivated the human body, not the human heart. It is better to say that it is completely unreasonable than to scoff at human beings' etiquette, honesty, shame, and moral articles.The seven overlords are all obedient to their nature, and they all smiled knowingly at Si Huajun's actions, and what's more, their eyes were presumptuous, and they almost wanted to strip Lin Fangsheng's clothes to see what happened.

It's just because Si Huajun has always been arrogant and selfish, and he doesn't want to share it with others.So they found other beauties one after another, looking for fun by themselves.

Si Huajun clamped the stone essence with two slender fingers, slowly pulled it out an inch, and then pushed it in again, but felt that the body of the person in his arms trembled and curled up automatically, some earlobes were blood red, eyelashes trembled slightly, fingers clenched tightly, It also slowly swelled up, and the ecstasy humming was even more beautiful than the musician's performance, so he couldn't help becoming interested, and played with the stone spirit frequently.

Lin Fangsheng only felt a scorching and hard stick rubbing back and forth in his body, sometimes mild and sometimes sick, the place where it was rubbed was sore and sore, it was unbearable, so he wanted to spread his legs and let him have a good fuck, it was better than such a slow torture, scratching his boots, wanting to Can't fall.Just thinking about such shameless things under the watchful eyes of everyone makes me feel ashamed and indignant.

After doing this several times, the eyes were already rippling, Si Huajun saw a tinge of crimson at the end of his eyes, and he felt dizzy, even the fine wine in the glass cup suddenly lost its taste.