Fans of thousands of people respect him for cultivating the ruthless way

Jiuhua Peak is probably the highest peak in the entire continent, soaring into the sky, looking at the boundless peak, it is like a ladder leading to the upper realm.

The place where they live is actually not halfway up the mountain, but this is the place with the strongest aura.

Feng Mosheng's life was extremely happy.

The reason for losing the main soul is that IQ is like a child without worries and carefree, and Fuzhen has a smell that he likes. If you really want to compare the relationship between the two of them, it is probably like cats and catnip.

He doesn't have to worry about eating and drinking, and Jiazi and Yiwu accompany him to play, a bit like a pet cat from a modern wealthy family.

The rabbit's ears are about to fall off: [The host is big, we came to get your soul back, if you continue to play like this, when can we go back? 】

It was a very simple matter, if you see Feng Lange get back your soul, you can go back.

The bad thing is that the male protagonist did a demon here, which caused Feng Mosheng's virtual soul to be put back in the future, and was directly sucked in, and because of the loss of the main soul, it became what it is now, and it is even worse after encountering conversion. Thinking about this, he has completely become a useless person with nothing to do!

Feng Mosheng looked up at the towering mountain, "I don't want to go back now..."

Although Xingji is very good, it doesn't have the smell he likes, but here it is, he really likes the smell of Fuzhen too much!

Rabbit tried to think from his point of view, [You like this person, he has already reached the mid-term cultivation of transcending tribulation, and he is the reincarnation of Ziwei Xing, he is the very powerful one, he does not need to go through three or nine times like ordinary people to ascend to the upper world Thunder Jie, do you understand?He can't stay with you for long, so we still get the soul to go back now. "]

[Interstellar is so much fun, there are also simulated robots, in short, you can get whatever you want! 】

Feng Mosheng's eyes widened slightly, "You mean, Ah Zhen is leaving, going to the sky?"

Although his IQ is not online, his thinking ability is still there.

They are staying in the human world now, and there is another world above the human world called the Jiuchongtian. The Jiuchongtian is full of great figures. Those who are not powerful in immortals like him can't go there. Only those who are as powerful as Ah Zhen can go.

Rabbit struck while the iron was hot: [Yeah, you can't drag him to ascend, can you?Everyone in this book has something to do, and if you don't do it because you're stuck, they'll be punished!But you don't have to be sad, you can't go to the fairyland, you can go back to the stars, and you can see Guizhen. 】

When the time comes to build one with a simulated robot, it will be exactly the same, very simple.

It really has no choice but to start cheating.

Feng Mosheng fell into silence.

At this time, Yiwu came over, "Xianjun, our master asked you to go to the practice room."

As soon as the voice fell, he didn't even react, the person in front of him turned into a gust of wind and disappeared directly on the spot.

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Blinking his eyes, he was a little startled, it was too fast, he thought what he saw just now was an illusion?

In the huge hall, sandalwood scented.

Rows of bookshelves are taller than a person, on which are placed all kinds of top-quality exercises, mental techniques, and scriptures. Taking these things outside is enough for monks to earn their heads and blood.

Standing in front of the bookshelf table was a snow-colored figure, peerless and independent.

Holding an ancient scroll in his hand, his slender fingers twirled the corner of a page and frowned slightly, as if he had encountered some difficulty.

Feng Mosheng broke in from the outside and flew in front of him, "Ah Zhen! Are you going to leave me and go to heaven...Ah Zhen..."

He put his head against the opponent's snow suit, sniffing the pleasant smell.

In fact, he wanted the other party to "don't leave", but the rabbit said that Ah Zhen had something to do, and he would be punished if he didn't do it. He didn't want Ah Zhen to be punished for himself.

The tall figure was as firm as a rock, and he was not shaken by the person who rushed over, "Who did you listen to?"

He stretched out his palm and stroked the little dark head, "But you have already cultivated enough, so you can't slack off in cultivation, and practice with me from today on."

These words also reminded him that he was going to retreat in a few days, his calamity in the mortal world was over, and he couldn't stay for long after his fate was over.

It was nothing at first, and then it would be fine to ascend directly.

Now that he has this little thing, he started to mutter. After he ascended, this little thing has become a helpless orphan, and his brain is still missing a string. With Xie Jiuqing staring at him like a tiger, life may not be easy. better off.

After much deliberation, he thought it would be a good idea to fly up with Feng Mosheng.

The immortals who step into the Nine Heavens will enter the state of returning to their original nature, and the main soul will also return by itself, so that everything will be resolved.

Feng Mosheng couldn't think so much, raised his head, his peach blossom eyes sparkled, "Can I fly to the sky with Ah Zhen if I practice hard?"

But if so, he is willing to try.

Cultivation is the most annoying thing. Cultivation is very hard and tiring. Every time he enters the meditation and does the big cycle, his head is buzzing, as if he was eaten by thousands of ants, and he died of pain.

Fuzhen was amused by him, "If you are really hardworking, of course you can. Now I just found a book that is suitable for you to assist your mind. With it, you can practice with half the effort."

He did it himself, and only when he was sure there was no problem, he handed it over to others.

His daily routine is: practice, practice, practice.

Feng Mosheng followed him and was immediately forced to immerse himself in the "happiness" of cultivation.

The waterside pavilion in the Golden Spring Pond is the place with the most aura. Two white figures sat on the futons, and they quickly fell into samadhi, with a soft golden light shining all over their bodies.

The beautiful side profile is like the silhouette of a beauty in an ancient book, sitting in it is like a Bodhisattva descending to earth.

As the meditation time lengthened, those soft light beams became more and more, and finally became a vast expanse, and the entire face was hidden and could no longer be seen.

Feng Mosheng felt bored watching it for a while, closed his eyes and began to meditate and breathe out spiritual energy.

The koi in the spring pool jumped out and began to peck at his clothes.

It's not heavy when you push it down, but you can obviously feel the pulling force.

The person who was already vacillating opened one eye at this moment, turned his head slightly to see that the person beside him was motionless, and then dared to turn his body sideways, staring at the fat fish jumping around in the pool, viciously, "Don't bother me, I want to practice with Ah Zhen! If you don't obey me, I will find a fishing rod to catch you and roast you!"

Koi are not afraid.

They have opened up their intelligence and will not bite the fishing rod like a mentally retarded person.

So this threat is useless.

Feng Mosheng was worried that he would be discouraged by the affected plaything, so he went to join Guizhen.

But in the end, he didn't last long.

The smell of sandalwood was so good that he couldn't help leaning forward, so he accidentally got drunk and fell down with a bang.

Gui Zhen opened his eyes vigilantly, and a pair of water-filled peach blossom pupils came into view.

"Ah Zhen...I feel so dizzy...I'm sick and can't practice anymore...I can't fly to the sky with you..."

It's sad to think about it.

She cried out all of a sudden, not forgetting to hold on tightly to the corner of the other party's clothes, for fear of being abandoned.

Fu Zhen looked down at the person, the corners of his lips curled into an imperceptible arc.

Before, he had always regarded Feng Mosheng as the little red lotus who had gone to the heaven, just to help others and take them by his side, but after getting along these days, he would often forget about it.

Sure enough, everyone is unique, and there is no such thing as a substitute in the world.

Feng Mosheng is very clingy, he enjoys this feeling very much, this feeling is brought to him by Feng Mosheng, he thinks, maybe he is falling into this wonderful relationship.

He got up and hugged him in his arms, "Since you're dizzy, go to sleep and practice again. I'll send you back."

The smell of sandalwood is actually some fairy energy, inhaling it is good for the body, but you can't inhale it too much, otherwise you will die because you can't bear the explosion. He usually pays attention to this matter, but he didn't expect a bad Note that it becomes like this.

"I don't sleep, I want to practice! I want to go to heaven! Ah Zhen treat me..."

Feng Mosheng was not honest at all, he struggled indiscriminately, Hong murmured his eyes and looked like he was about to cry.

Guizhen couldn't laugh or cry, and slightly curled his lips, "It's okay to cure it, but it can only be sucked out, and it still hurts, do you really want to cure it?"

He put the person on the bed and pulled the quilt by the way.

In the past, there were no such rare things in the world in Jiuhuafeng Cave Mansion, but since the addition of "little lotus", everything has changed.

Although Feng Mosheng lost his memory, he still remembered some things in his subconscious mind. After his soul gradually merged, he began to resist getting close to others. Sometimes even when he approached the other party, he would be startled, like a stress response.

It can be seen that he was forced to be afraid by Xie Jiuqing before.

"Suck... where do you suck?"

Fu Zhen teased him to lightly poke his collarbone with his fingers, "here."

Then he lowered his head and bit down hard.

The person in his arms trembled and his voice suddenly turned into tears, "Ah...really...deceitful..."

This is not sucking, this is obviously biting.

Fuzhen believes himself to be very capable, and he reminded himself that Feng Mosheng's sense of dependence is only because of the water lotus of the world.

But facing this moment, he still had some strange feelings in his heart. He raised his head and leaned forward, asking seriously, "Do you really like me? How much do you like me? Do you want to be with me forever?"

He wasn't sure if the other party would regret taking the other party to the Nine Heavens after returning to the main soul, and would he blame himself, he was more willing to respect the other party's ideas than to force it.

Feng Mo's voice was dizzy, and the sandalwood fragrance permeating the tip of his nose could not go away. He stretched out two slender arms to stop the man's neck, and returned firmly, "I like Ah Zhen, and I want to be with Ah Zhen forever , more than anyone else!"