An Alternative Crash Method for Sword Cultivation

The spiritual power was uncontrollable, surging and almost going berserk.Every time he passes through an acupoint, there will be traces of dryness and heat, which will gradually gather in the lower body, and the familiar feeling of emptiness and heat will rise from behind.

Lin Fangsheng turned pale with fright, he calmed down and used his kung fu to suppress the anomaly, but even the deep inside of his body also came to make trouble, rioting restlessly.His physique originally belonged to fire, but now he was born with internal heat, and there was a dense layer of sweat on his skin. It was only three days since the last time he had sex with Si Huajun, but now his body was raging like a fire, burning Unbearable, Lin Fangsheng gritted his teeth, and stretched out his hand to caress Niegen, but the object was insensitive, no amount of comfort was enough, it could not relieve the impatience at all, but instead added fuel to the fire, the whole body crawled on the bed, and the spiritual power was even more restrained It can't stop, it runs spontaneously, and the emotional tide is surging and superimposed, eager to be loved by someone.

Lin Fangsheng was heartbroken, he pushed his fingers into his body, and moved quickly, although it was not as good as a real gun, it could more or less relieve the evil fire in his body.

It's just that the more he moved, the evil fire slowed down, but it became more vigorous, but there were signs that the blood would be scorched, and a love affair turned into a matter of life and death.

Zheng Mo just opened the door and entered because he noticed that his junior brother was alive, but he saw Lin Fangsheng's clothes were disheveled, kneeling on the bed, a bright and handsome face covered with sweat, gorgeous lips, and charming and straight eyebrows. The slender legs are half naked between the hem of the long gown, and one hand between the buttocks is covered by the gown. His movements are unclear, but ambiguous.

The hoarse panting sound was even more ecstasy and made the heart tremble.

Zheng Mo had never seen his junior brother look like this since he was a child.

But he was only dazed for a moment, then he stepped forward and sat on the side of the bed, took his junior brother into his arms, and probed his meridians.

The body in his arms was burning, the scorching heat was unstoppable, there was a strange fragrance lingering at the end of the nose, and the dantian of the meridians was in chaos, which was a sign of complete loss of control and obsession.

Zheng Mo's expression became serious, and he poured in the thick spiritual power slowly. Lin Fangsheng let out a short mournful cry, and his expression was extremely painful. He felt that there was an external force intruding in the meridian, and the original spiritual power was repulsed. The veins are already injured.

Zheng Mo often uses this to help his junior practice, and has never had anything wrong. At this time, he was also shocked, withdrew his spiritual power, took out the elixir and sent it to his junior's mouth, but was slapped away by Lin Fangsheng, and instead he leaned closer and pressed his lips Send it, rubbing against Zheng Mo's cool and thin lips.

One hot and one cold lips pressed together, and both of them let out a low sigh. Lin Fangsheng's fiery palms were already tearing at his brother's gown, and his hoarse panting voice was somewhat seductive: "Senior brother... Hurry up..."

Zheng Mo didn't understand what he meant, and just looked at him anxiously, but Lin Fangsheng couldn't care less, he had lost his mind by the evil fire that burned his life, and knelt down on his knees, with his waist and hips raised, and even played with the entrance of ecstasy with his fingers, revealing the The bright red blood-filled hole came, and she cried and begged: "Brother, come in quickly..."

Zheng Mo didn't move, Lin Fangsheng only felt that a prairie fire in his consciousness was about to burn him down, and his fingers had pricked his palm to bleed.A dignified sword cultivator, but he burned himself to death with desire, it's fine if he dies, and he is afraid that he will become a laughing stock for his teacher, if so, even a hundred deaths will not be able to remove his crime.

While thinking so wildly, there was a gentle and tyrannical force piercing through him. Lin Fangsheng only felt that the emptiness was filled, and the scorching land was covered with sweet rain, and his brother's solid and warm body was covered behind him. He couldn't help but let out a long gasp. Majestic acceptance.

Zheng Mo is the root of the water spirit, and his breath is warm and cool, thick and majestic, completely different from the violence of Si Huajun, and his movements are also advancing and retreating with certainty.

After a few back and forth, the spiritual power in Lin Fangsheng's meridians had been subdued, the evil fire subsided, and the vitality gradually recovered.The joint is also soft, lingering, and warmly greeted, making it difficult for Zheng Mo to even get in and out for a while.

Sensing that his senior brother stopped moving, Lin Fangsheng turned back to look at him with eyes full of water. When he was kneeling, his waist bent down, showing an extremely curved and seductive arc. The meaning of urging and pleading: "Brother..."

Seeing his younger brother like this, Zheng Mo couldn't hold back any longer, he lowered his torso slightly, and started galloping freely.

This lingering scene didn't know how long it would last, and when the two of them were both hearty, the cabin filled with countless noises became quiet, only Lin Fangsheng was still breathing heavily, perhaps he had been moaning for a long time, and his throat actually had some blood oozing.

The senior brother didn't speak, he carried him to the deck, hugged him in his arms, and brought warm water to wash his messed up limbs.Lin Fangsheng thought about those upside-down phoenixes, turning clouds and rains, and thought he had no face to face his seniors, so he closed his eyes tightly, lowered his head, and hung his black hair with bangs to cover his eyebrows.

This is the closed self.

Seeing him like this, Zheng Mo didn't open his mouth.

After the cloud and rain, the spiritual power in Lin Fangsheng's body has been subdued, and the two of them have practiced together, and their breaths are blended together, and they will no longer reject Zheng Mo's spiritual power from entering the body.While cleaning, Zheng Mo saw that the things tied around his junior brother's wrists and ankles were transparent and light, not dripping with water, obviously not extraordinary.

"Is this bound by Si Huajun?"

Lin Fangsheng bowed his head and answered in a low voice: "Yes."

Zheng Mo then drew out his sword, and slashed at the crystal wristband on his right hand, with a light ding, it was not damaged at all.

"Your spiritual power went berserk, and you need to be suppressed by dual cultivation. Is it also Si Huajun's doing?"

Lin Fangsheng felt even more ashamed of himself, and he didn't dare to meet his senior brother's eyes. After a while, Fang replied hoarsely: "Yes."

But the senior brother said softly: "Brother, if there is such a thing again, don't hide it, just tell the senior brother."

He looked down to see his junior brother open his eyes, his expression was dazed, and he whispered softly: "When we return to the teacher's door, there is always a way." Zheng Mo's expression was kind, just like Lantian Yunuan: "Don't fall into the demons."

Lin Fangsheng's body stiffened, and just now he relaxed a little, got up from his seat, looked directly at his senior brother, hesitation gradually disappeared, and revealed a bit of firmness: "Senior brother taught you the right thing, I remember."

Seeing his junior brother's eyes, Zheng Mo knew that although his state of mind was turbulent, it was fine, so he was relieved.

For the next ten days or so, the two of them practiced meditation in the treasure boat, Zheng Mo guarded him against any danger, and slept together on the same bed every day, and if there was any abnormality, they practiced both.

Brother Zheng Mo disembarked from the treasure boat, and disciples from the inner and outer sects greeted them. Seeing the two returned safely, everyone was overjoyed.After the two of them smiled and signaled one by one, they returned to the deacon and elder, and flew back to the residence of the head of the house with Yu Jian.

Helian Wancheng had only two disciples, and he lived with him in the Huangyan Hall of Quenjian Peak. At the foot of the peak, there were four sweeping boys lined up on the side of the road, bowing to greet each other: "Welcome to the two young masters."

Lin Fangsheng came back from this trip, it took more than five months, when he looked up and saw the word Quen Jian on the mountain wall, it seemed like a lifetime ago, he felt that things were different, and there was a weight under his feet.Turning around, he saw Zheng Mo walking ahead, stopped, turned to wait for him, then smiled at his senior brother, and set foot on the mountain.

The four cleaning boys sent the two to the courtyard where they lived before leaving. The small courtyard is very close to the place where the master lives, no one disturbs them, it is very quiet.

Lin Fangsheng and his senior brother separated at the door and went back to their rooms. Only now did Lin Fangsheng have a real free time. He closed his eyes and meditated. All have improved.

It took two days to contemplate in this way, and then it was the day of double cultivation.

But the jade talisman in Lin Fangsheng's room was lit up, which meant that a message for Huang Yantang had arrived.When he got out of the wing room, he saw his senior brother standing in the small courtyard, wearing a black shirt, with black hair like ink, his back was steep and straight, like a lone pine tree on top of ten thousand ren, vigorous and bitter, his murderous aura around him was a bit weaker, but It is because the sword intent is successful, so the sharpness is completely restrained.

In just two days, the senior brother has achieved such a harvest. Lin Fangsheng was delighted, so he smiled and called "Senior brother", and walked closer, and saw a small golden sword in Zheng Mo's hand, which turned out to be from the master. message.

Zheng Mo also saw him approaching, his breath softened a bit, and said: "Master will be back in half a month."

Lin Fangsheng's smile became brighter and his expression relaxed.

Zheng Mo opened the small courtyard again, turned to look at him: "Come with me to the Shenzang Palace."

Lin Fangsheng nodded: "Yes, brother."

The two of them didn't talk too much, walked out of the small courtyard with their swords, and came to the Shenzang Hall of Wanxiang Peak.This is where Wanjianmen's classics are collected. Over the years, the collection of books is so huge that no one in Qinglong can match it.Therefore, Zheng Mo and his younger brother came here to find a way to break the special constitution.

After inspecting the jade plaque, the disciples guarding the palace invited the two of them to enter and present the jade plaque for inspection.This Shenzang Temple has only one floor, and the entrance looks empty, but in fact, there are many magic circles inside, and there are countless jade charms dotted around.

Lin Fangsheng and his senior brother walked into the main hall, their spiritual consciousness penetrated into the jade plaques, sorted them into different categories, and searched for the methods of dual cultivation and anecdotes about demon cultivation.It took half a day to sift through the vast classics, only to find a few broken ancient scrolls, and when they were pieced together, there were only a few fragments.

The ancient real dragons were very attractive, and they could mate regardless of their race, male or female.It's just that people with strong spiritual power and too low cultivation can't bear the courtship of a real dragon, and they may be injured at least, or explode to death at worst.Therefore, for the sake of pleasure, the dragon clan has derived many methods, one of which is called the refining of the demon couple, which is to use the elixir and elixir of the demon world, the treasures of heaven and earth, and cooperate with the secret method of the real dragon to practice together. body.

The body of a demon couple, whether it is a fairy, ghost, human, or demon, can be refined. Once refined, it will be a combination of cultivation and pleasure.But it is not a consumable like a furnace.

There is only one thing wrong, that is, the body of the demon couple will be inseparable from the lingering love, if not relieved, the spiritual power will riot, and the demon will go crazy and die.

Another point is that the bodies of the demon couples all have acacia runes, which are very easy to identify.

Although it was a bit specious, the two still rubbed these fragments, paid for the Lingshi, and returned to Quenjian Peak.

Lin Fangsheng followed his brother into the room, and was relatively speechless for a while.

Si Huajun has the blood of a real dragon, and the refining method and effect are all the same, but Lin Fangsheng has never seen the acacia talisman.

Zheng Mo scanned through the fragmented scrolls carefully, and looked at Lin Fangsheng with indifferent eyes: "Junior brother, take off your clothes."