The Demon Venerable's Wistful Desire

"I...really here?" Chi Muyao swallowed a mouthful of saliva after taking the pill, still worried.

"En." Xi Huai simply closed his eyes, after all he couldn't move, so he let himself be slaughtered.

"Come on." Chi Muyao cheered himself up, and gently climbed onto the stone bed.

It's just a stone bed, but it has the courage of "the strong man will never return when he is gone".

When Xi Huai heard the sound of cheering, he almost went mad with anger.

It seems that he is not a trapped person, but a giant beast that can swallow people, waiting for Chi Muyao with its bloody mouth and fangs.

Waiting to find the place, Chi Mu stayed away, not daring to move, he can be described as a very disciplined practitioner.

Xi Huai is ready, and there should be a party who borrowed it in advance.

Before realizing it, Chi Muyao put his two fingers together, and after gathering his spiritual power, he pressed his two fingers on Xi Huai's heart.

A warm spiritual power surged from his heart, and gradually gathered downward from Chi Muyao's finger.

When he came back to his senses again, "do it", Xun Xi Huai suddenly opened his eyes secretly, but unfortunately he still disappeared.

Then there was a rustling sound, which could be interrupted by Chi Muyao's movement, but it was very light.

After getting together, he also informed You Ming, so that he could feel even Chi Muyao's subtle actions.

Chi Muyao came gradually, with beautiful clothes, very light and soft, with a sense of encounter.

Chi Muyao's mentality is to use the weak to control the strong, and to soften the strong.

When it is done, the rocks are scattered, and it is soft water to consider again, that is, the algorithm is over.

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Xi Huai originally thought he would hate it, but he still regretted it when Chi Muyao started practicing.

However, he helped Chi Muyao complete this training.

He was not sure if Chi Muyao had absorbed all the spiritual power safely, because Chi Muyao passed out crying in his arms after the training was over.

He fell down abruptly, and his head hit his chest.

Chi Muyao's cheek rested on his chest, and the tears on his cheeks wet his skirt.

I don't know why Chi Muyao was crying so hard, why there were so many tears, it seemed that he was still sobbing after fainting.

He could only lie on the stone bed and wait quietly for Chi Muyao to wake up.

After confirming that Chi Muyao had fallen into a coma but was still in good condition, he swallowed heavily, and finally let go of his clenched fists, and then exhaled slowly.

I never thought that one day he would be reduced to a tool for others to practice, and he still has such an extreme mentality.

After he really finished his first practice, he became weird.

He tried to raise his head frequently, wanting to see Chi Muyao's situation, but he began to worry that this idiot really didn't know how to practice, and had gone mad.

He smelled a faint smell of blood and a strong scent of heather in the air, and he was afraid that Chi Muyao's cultivation situation was not optimistic.

After a while, the smell of heather flower gradually diminished, presumably it was absorbed by Chi Muyao.

Only the smell of blood is left in the air.

When Chi Muyao woke up, half an hour had passed.

After he regained his composure, he quickly propped himself up and sat up. After realizing that the place where he was sitting was not safe, he quickly got up. First, he helped Xi Huai tidy up his clothes, and then groped to tidy his own in the dark.

After tidying up, Chi Muyao took the initiative to admit his mistake: "I'm sorry, I didn't faint on purpose."

"It's okay." When Xi Huai replied, his voice was a little hoarse, as if he felt thirsty.

Chi Muyao approached Xi Huai very sensiblely, fed Xi Huai a glass of water, and then sat down cross-legged on a small stone pier at the side, stretched his sleeves and put his hands on his knees, pinching out the buds of the lotus flower with both hands. Hand formula, said to Xi Huai: "I'm going to start practicing, to absorb the spiritual power you gave me just now."

"Ah."

"It may take a long time, and I have absorbed more than I thought."

"..."

Chi Muyao didn't speak any more, and entered a state of meditation.

Conscientious and conscientious, I really have no half-hearted thoughts.The two of them just reached an agreement to cooperate in cultivation, there is nothing else superfluous.

Xi Huai could do nothing but wait.

He didn't know the time in the cave, so he could only roughly estimate the time. It was about ten days later that Chi Muyao stopped his cross-legged posture and let out a foul breath.

Xi Huai looked in Chi Muyao's direction, and heard Chi Muyao say: "I've absorbed it."

"how is the progress?"

"Wait a minute, let me make a rough estimate."

Chi Muyao estimated according to his absorption situation this time, and said: "The absorption will be slower at the beginning, and the efficiency can be improved later, and the time can be shortened. Therefore, we may need to practice 130 times twice, minus the last time, that is, There is 130 left. It takes 940 four days, which is two years and 210 four days."

"So many times? Can't it be less?"

"I will try my best to reduce the number of times. Maybe I can reduce the number of times if I become proficient in absorbing it in the future. Should I try to keep it within 120 times?"

Hearing this number, Xi Huai felt his eyes go dark. It was too much. He didn't know if he could have the patience to persevere. In the end, he could only compromise: "Okay."

"However, thank you, with the spiritual power absorbed by this practice, my body is full of spiritual power, and I am no longer as tired as before."

Chi Muyao walked up to Xi Huai and used a small washing technique.

Finally able to wash, Xi Huai breathed a sigh of relief.

He couldn't disturb Chi Muyao while he was meditating and absorbing his cultivation. During these ten days, he was the only one lying on the stone bed, no one spoke, and he was very depressed.

Before being imprisoned, Xi Huai was not a chatty person, so he was forced to talk too much.

Xi Huai asked: "Absorb my spiritual power, will you feel your body burn?"

There is dragon flame in his body, which is the backlash caused by the spirit deed, which tortures him and his father every day.

After being sucked away by Chi Muyao, his body was miraculously relieved, and some of the dragon flame impurities in his body were also sucked away.

It was as if a large-scale filtering had been carried out, sucking away the parts that would cause him to go mad, leaving behind the parts that could help him improve his cultivation.

It was a windfall.

"No." Chi Muyao replied truthfully, "What we absorb is your essence, and the spiritual power contained in it is decomposed from the essence, which is different from your direct delivery."

"You can resolve the intrusion caused by the dragon flame in this way, why didn't my father think of it."

"I think, I'm afraid it would be unbearable if it were my senior sister or junior sister. I'm a man, and I have a lot of yang energy in my body, so I won't be burned. If it were them, my body would be damaged more or less, or even die."

It's true, before meeting Chi Muyao, the entire cultivation world probably didn't know that there was actually a male disciple hidden in the Hehuan Sect.

Chi Muyao has really never left the sect in the Hehuan Sect Deacon Hall.

Thinking about his father again, I am afraid that he would not be willing to practice with a man from the Hehuan sect, so he can only torture his son.

Chi Muyao got on the stone bed again, and said to Xi Huai, "Then I started?"

"Ah."

As the saying goes, the first time is born, the second time is familiar, the second time Chi Muyao is not as difficult as the first time.

However, this time he was still crying so hard that Xi Huai pursed his lips and frowned.

After the end, Chi Muyao didn't faint anymore, but he supported the stone bed for a long time before he could stand still.

He forced himself to ask Xi Huai: "Shall I wash you again with a small washing technique?"

"Well, after washing, help me tie my hair again, and you shook it away."

"Oh well."

Chi Muyao stood in front of Xi Huai, used a small washing technique to clean the two of them, and then walked to the top of Xi Huai's head to help him tidy his hair.

After taking off the hair crown, Chi Muyao helped him re-tighten his hair with his hands. During the movement, his fingers were inserted into the gaps in the hair, and the fingertips were drawn across the scalp.

Chi Muyao touched the dragon horn on his right forehead a few times, and was not used to having dragon horns alone, so after avoiding it, he straightened his hair and muttered: "You have a lot of hair volume, you always get angry Shouldn't people lose their hair?"

"..." Today, Xi Huai didn't know how to talk.

Chi Muyao is used to the situation of being alone, and he can continue to talk: "You young people are too impetuous, relying on your youth, squandering your body wantonly..."

"Now you are squandering..."

"..." Chi Muyao paused while holding his hair, his entire face flushed instantly.