An Alternative Crash Method for Sword Cultivation

Helian Wancheng no longer remembers why Lin Fangsheng and Zheng Mo were taken back to Wanjian Gate in the first place.

Wan Jian Sect has always had a sect rule, and the eldest disciple who has personally passed on his cultivation base can only ascend to the throne after he has entered the stage of transforming gods.When he was still in his infancy, he was brought back to Quenjian Peak by the head of the previous generation, and brought up.Helian Wancheng also followed the old system, and became the head of the sect after becoming the God of Transformation.The head of the previous generation reassuredly handed over Wanjianmen to him, successfully crossed the tribulation alone, and became immortal.

Wanjianmen has been passed down from generation to generation.Therefore, after Helian Wancheng has been in charge for more than a hundred years and his cultivation level has not improved, he also moved his mind to accept disciples.

There are many families attached to Wanjianmen, and it was heard that the head of the sect accepting apprentices was considered a century-old event. They searched for children with excellent aptitude and sent them to Wanjianmen.

During those ten years, there were no less than a thousand people who went to Wanjianmen to learn from their masters, but none of them could enter Helian Wancheng's Dharma Eye.

After 14 years of wasting like this, Helian Wancheng entrusted the affairs of the door to a few elders under his seat, and went out to travel alone.

At that time, there was a plague of insects in the north of Qinglong, and the locusts passed through the border, eating up the seedlings in the farmland, starving for thousands of miles, and thousands of people crying.

Although the imperial court tried its best to provide relief, there were always some big rats who cheated and filled their pockets, causing refugees everywhere, and some young and strong villagers who could not bear the hardships of life were displaced and simply turned into bandits.

Therefore, the Northland became the homeland of bandits and bandits for a while.

It was among a group of rogues that Helian Wancheng met Zheng Mo, who was only seven years old.

Although Xiaotong Zhengmo was thin and weak at that time, he was born with delicate features and cute Yuxue. He was tied tightly with a thick hemp rope, and he couldn't break free. He was besieged by a group of adults in the middle of the withered field.Another skinny middle-aged man was holding a boning knife, trembling, facing the little boy, but he couldn't touch it.

There was a burly man who took the knife from him impatiently, and cursed: "You trash, you just killed a yellow-mouthed boy, and it's so useless! Now that the grass roots and bark have been stripped off, I'll kill you!" We'll starve to death sooner or later, since that's the case, why don't we accumulate some merit for this boy and fill our stomachs!" After saying this, he raised his knife high and was about to chop off the boy's head.

The intention of the big man was to eat the boy.

Although the others couldn't bear it, they were very hungry. Even if there was a ray of kindness left, it would be the difference between starving to death one step earlier and one step later.

Therefore, no one stopped him, and those who were soft-hearted could at most just close their eyes and turn their heads, not to look at him.

Helian Wancheng is currently in the early stage of transformation, these mortals are nothing but ants, so they just hide from the side, so that they can watch them in their leisure time.

However, he saw that the young boy was facing a life-and-death crisis, but he still pressed his lips tightly and opened his eyes wide, staring at the big man in front of him firmly, without any fear.At such a young age, there was an air of resignation to death.

When the boning knife was about to get close to Tianling Gai, Helian Wancheng just flicked his fingers, and the sharp sword intent shimmering with golden light flew out screaming, smashing the boning knife and the big man's right hand together.

Then Helian Wancheng's figure flashed, he had picked up the child, and retreated lightly, without any blood being stained.

Seeing this, the group of hungry people knew that there was a fairy interfering, and they were surprised and happy for a while.Together with the screaming big man, they all hurriedly knelt down and begged, "I beg the immortal master..."

Before the words of pity could be uttered, Helian Wancheng supported the boy with one hand, and with a touch of his right hand, countless golden sword lights flew towards him, beheading all the hungry people's heads.The blood column soared to the sky, and after a while, the group of headless corpses fell to the ground one after another.Blood gushed out from the wound, soaking the muddy ground.

In the vast blue sky, corpse-eating gray vultures circled around, but they were afraid of Helian Wancheng's soaring sword intent and did not dare to approach.

Helian Wancheng put the boy down and loosened his rope, but felt that the boy's small body was a little stiff when he touched it.

He still stood proudly coldly, like a tall and straight cedar tree covered with snow and frost, and said coldly: "I am the master of Wanjian. You have a single tree spiritual root, and you are the best immortal body that is unique in ten thousand. I I want to take you into the family, teach you the magic of cultivation, and he will inherit my mantle, what do you want?"

The little boy was startled and terrified, his little face was bloodless, but he still knelt down in the thick bloody smell, tried his best to suppress the trembling voice and said: "The immortal master's life-saving grace, Zheng Mo will remember it in his heart. Master, please Receive a bow from the apprentice."

Seeing this, Helian Wancheng also nodded in satisfaction, summoned the flying sword, and left with Zheng Mo.

The two of them flew only a few feet away, and dozens of corpse-eating gray vultures rushed towards the place where the corpses of the hungry people lay there.

Seeing Zheng Mo looking at the ground, Helian Wancheng couldn't bear it, although he didn't like talking too much, but thinking of teaching his disciples in the future, he was afraid that he would talk too much.Fangcai said: "If the bones are buried, these beasts will starve."

Zheng Mo was mature and introverted, he just nodded and said: "I understand, thank you Master for teaching."

Helian Wancheng asked him again, "Are you afraid of me?"

Zheng Mo was slightly stunned, but shook his head slowly and firmly, and said: "I don't dare to judge rashly, but Master is not a person who kills indiscriminately, there must be deep meaning in this move."

At such a young age, this child's composure and insight are far superior to many adults, and his aptitude is so good that people are a little overjoyed.

In this way, the icy breath of Helian Wancheng eased a little, and thousands of mountains and rivers passed under his feet, and he said in a deep voice: "We are born as human beings, so we should uphold moral integrity so that we can live up to the blessings of heaven."

Zheng Mo heard the words, but lowered his head and pondered.

When the sky turned dark, Helian Wancheng saw the little boy's mortal body showing a bit of fatigue, and then directed the flying sword to land on a remote hillside.He also temporarily dug a hole with the spirit sword on the stone wall, the boy was also obedient, and went to pick up the dead branches regardless of his fatigue after landing, Helian Wancheng was a magic spell, lighting a fire.

But he didn't bring any food, and this place is still a disaster area, there is no trace of greenery for thousands of miles, and the stream is also dry.He had no choice but to put his palm on the apprentice's vest and inject a little spiritual power.

However, Zheng Mo felt the warmth coming from his back, spreading to his limbs, and he even felt a little bit hungry, and he was yearning for the monk's ability.

The surroundings were completely silent, and the dead branches were crackling as the flames burned, he just said: "Master, this disciple understands."

Helian Wancheng looked at him with indifferent eyes, but saw the boy's expression serious and said: "Beasts cannibalize people, but it's just the nature of animals. Human cannibalism is an act of abandoning human nature and becoming a beast. Therefore, people should be virtuous." Fuck, never give up the bottom line easily."

Helian Wancheng said: "Children can be taught."

But there was a hint of approval in the words, which made Zheng Mo slightly jump for joy.

But at this moment, Helian Wancheng heard a barely audible cry.

Then he picked up Zheng Mo, stepped out of the cave, and fled to the place where the crying sound came from.

After walking for a few breaths, he has rushed to three hilltops, but he saw a little boy who was younger than Zheng Mo, sitting in the ruins of a ruined wall, his small face was blackened by the smoke, and Two traces were washed out by the tears, revealing some white and tender skin.

But she was out of breath from crying, sobbing and choking.There were no living people around, only a few wild dogs so thin that their ribs were exposed, their blood red tongues were exposed, they buried their heads in biting the dead bodies on the ground, and when they sensed that there was danger approaching, they fled one after another.

When Helian Wancheng looked at the crying child, he frowned slightly.

He spent more than ten years, met thousands of children, and never found half an apprentice.

Now that he has been traveling for only a few months, he actually met two geniuses in just one day.

Zhengmo Shanmu Linggen is talented and intelligent, but has a gentle personality. If you teach him carefully, you can rest assured that he will be the head of the sect in the future.

Now this little boy is actually a single-fire spiritual root...

It's just a matter of teaching apprentices, but it is really the most troublesome thing in the world.

When Helian Wancheng was silent, Zheng Mo had already run to the boy's side, and carefully wiped his soot cheeks with the sleeve of his robe, revealing the boy's immature face, his eyes were as clear as black pearls, and he was timidly looking at him. two people.

Zheng Mo comforted him softly, asking his name and about his parents.

The little boy was only four or five years old, and he didn't know anything about it, but when he asked his name, he answered in a childlike voice, "My name is Lin Fangsheng."

Zheng Mo took Lin Fangsheng's palm again, looking towards Helian Wancheng with a hint of prayer.

There are ruins all around, the flames are gradually extinguished, and it is extremely desolate.The little figures of the two young children standing in the ruins like this, with their bodies broken and helpless, were finally imprinted in Helian Wancheng's eyes.

He gave up the idea of ​​sending the boy elsewhere, nodded slightly and said, "Take him back to Wanjianmen, and I can also be your playmate."

Hearing this, Lin Fangsheng couldn't restrain himself any longer, turned over and pressed Helian Wancheng's shoulder, frowned his dark and handsome eyebrows, and asked slowly, "Master took me back to the sect in the past, but for the sake of senior brother Looking for a playmate?"

At this time, it is late at night, with deeper dew and continuous winter raindrops. The night is boundless, but the clear sound of raindrops falling into puddles is like weeping and complaining.

Lin Fangsheng was wearing a white robe, loosely hung on his shoulders, and he was sitting astride Helian Wancheng's lower abdomen, but he didn't hide anything, his eyes were still a little watery, and when he stared at him like this, he was angry and angry, and a little bit tender meaning.

Helian Wancheng also leaned against the head of the bed and didn't answer him. He let Lin Fangsheng throw himself into his arms and gently stroked the disciple's waist with his hands. It was cold and bleak outside the window, but there was endless warmth in the room.

Lin Fangsheng originally thought that in the past, he entered Wanjianmen because his master was thirsty for talents. Seeing his outstanding talents, he must be very happy.

Unexpectedly, when I was young, I was so disgusted by my master.Although I feel that there is nothing wrong with it, but I don't know why, I feel wronged and sad, and I can't get over it after all.Just now he let out a low sigh, but choked up again.

Master's thick and long giant sword pierced him again, and the fiery tunnel rested for a while from the ecstasy, and now he couldn't wait to cater to the murder weapon's lingering sucking, but Lin Fang was born in this pleasure, feeling infinitely sour.

However, Helian Wancheng moved gently, only clasping the apprentice's hip bones, and slowly pierced through him, then embraced him in his arms, stroked his back with gentle palms, then lowered his head and kissed the corners of his eyes, and said in a low voice: "After entering the sect, How does my teacher treat you?"

Lin Fangsheng felt as if he was in a hot spring, his whole body was enveloped by the master's spiritual power, the warmth was harmonious, only a fiery handle pierced through his body, and gradually opened the rune and the channel forcibly, and it was honed to produce a subtle burning pain.

A sore, soft and numb craze swept through the whole body. Lin Fangsheng's waist and limbs were weak, and he couldn't hold on after shaking a few times. He fell down in Helian Wancheng's arms. He could only hold the master's shoulders with his hands, breathing disorderly and panting, and entangled the two of them. His dark hair was blown out a little.

Lin Fangsheng naturally remembered how the person who was piercing and contradicting him and bringing him infinite comfort and enthusiasm used to teach him how to practice calligraphy, how to hold a sword by hand, how to learn how to chop, wipe, pick, stab, all kinds of swords in sequence. tactic.

It was also the palm that ignited fire on his body and touched it with a strong sense of lust. It used to caress his skin, teach him cultivation formulas, and guide him how to condense spiritual power, impact meridians, walk around the sky, and expand his body. Dantian...

It was also the same person who changed him into new clothes for the warm weather and cotton clothes for the cold weather. Therefore, although Lin Fangsheng lost his parents at a young age, he was cared for by his master who cared for him meticulously, and he never felt any regrets.

While thinking like this, he felt that the fierce thing in his body rushed to the top, and became more violent, and threw his body up, but was unable to fall down. It made him lose his voice and pant, tightly entangled.I just feel that the tide of emotion is overwhelmed, and I want to drown him.The fiery dust root was even more swollen, and the water dripped on Helian Wancheng's hard belly, and the numb feeling from the sharpening went deep into his crotch, causing him to curl up involuntarily, and the corners of his eyes were wet.

Helian Wancheng didn't give him a chance to back down. He pressed his palms hard on his back to flatten his body, and the force on his body became more and more severe. In the collision of his body, there was a little gurgling sound, even Lin Fangsheng He couldn't hide his heavy breathing, which made him flush with embarrassment, and his skin felt like it was on fire.

But hearing Helian Wancheng's hoarse voice, he asked again: "After entering the door, how will my husband treat you?"

However, Lin Fangsheng trembled all over, without any strength left, he leaned softly in Helian Wancheng's arms, like a drowning person, clinging to him with his hands and feet, but not long ago, even the winter rain outside the window disappeared without a sound, and the heavy and contradictory Dull pain and scorching heat, accompanied by trembling and spasm of the fragile intima, will be extremely pleasant and pile up to the peak.

In this extreme pleasure, Lin Fangsheng only felt that his heart was full of enthusiasm, which turned into sour heat. He divided into two groups, all the way up, breaking through the corners of his eyes, and all the way down, burning his waist. The tough sharp weapon made the originally indifferent Shizun gasp heavily.

Lin Fangsheng tightened his grip on Helian Wancheng's neck, but he took the initiative to kiss, and then sat astride and swayed his waist, welcoming him warmly.The lips and tongue are entangled, the spiritual power flows, the upper and lower are connected, and the spiritual power forms a self-circulation, and finally makes the sea of ​​consciousness overflow, sweeping the whole body.

The tightly twisted thing in his body was tyrannical and fiery.Those who embrace each other are as strict fathers, as mentors, as lovers, as spouses, all as one person.

Helian Wancheng was also affected by his enthusiasm, and he was even more rude when he conquered and contradicted him. Finally, he pressed him on the bed, raised his legs and hooked them in the crook of his arms, and pressed down hard on both sides.

The desire in the eyes looking at him rose, and the ferocious weapon sank into the soft entrance. The rough rhythm caused Lin Fangsheng's waist to ache and numb. Too strong, Lin Fangsheng raised his head, sobbed and called out "Wancheng..."

Already arched and tensed, palms covering the eyelids, but the hot tears gushed out from the corners of the eyes together with the fine stream of dust roots.

Regardless of his own pain, the rune entangled his lover's flesh blade tightly, but it was so aroused that he couldn't bear it, and he convulsed intermittently.

Helian Wancheng was still violently contradicting, the fiery hard object fell into the hot and soft flesh, and repeatedly grinded, enjoying the fragile and trembling catering of the little apprentice. Just now he violently charged a few times, his waist was firmly pressed down, and he was relaxed, enjoying this moment with great joy.

Amidst the gasps of the two, the disappearing winter rain dripped again, and the cold and cool sound of water made the room even more vivid and moving.

In Lin Fangsheng's hazy eyes, the clear reflection of Helian Wancheng was also slowly reflected, and the two of them still hugged each other and lay down, listening to the sound of the rain falling.

In this piece of peace, Lin Fangsheng called out: "Master."

His voice is still a bit hoarse, calling him like this, there is endless temptation in his laziness.

Therefore, Helian Wancheng also caressed his long hair, and calmly replied: "I am here."

After a while, Lin Fangsheng called again: "Husband."

Helian Wancheng still said in a peaceful tone, "I am here."

After a while, Lin Fangsheng called again and again: "Wancheng."

This time, Helian Wancheng didn't answer him anymore, but leaned down, covered Lin Fangsheng's noisy lips, and kissed him deeply.

The sky is about to brighten, but in the two people's room, the long night still has no end.

The author has something to say: You won... Master's role is clearly enough otz How about starting the modern chapter tomorrow, I want to try to write them in normal vernacular...