Immortal Venerable who cultivates ruthless Tao is pregnant with my cub

Back in Yuliu Palace, Pu Huaijin found a cold bed and lay down with clothes together, most of the strange feeling was gone.

He wasn't sure what happened just now, but there was indeed another power in the young man's body besides spiritual power, but he couldn't find out the source.

Like a giant beast, it can devour the opponent's spiritual power and expand the opponent's desire.

This man is anything but simple.

Fortunately, what I practice is the way of ruthlessness. I have no desires, no desires, no feelings, no thoughts, so I can't easily disturb my mind.

But some old things that come to mind should not be remembered too deeply.

Pu Huaijin lay on the cold bed and turned over, allowing the cold air to seep into the skin through the clothes, and then gradually invade the lungs.

A few days ago, it took a lot of spiritual power to go to the place where it was too late to close the shackles and sweep away the evil spirits. The reason for the opening of the yin shackles this time has not yet been found out, but there are so many evil spirits that it is more difficult to deal with than the previous few times.

A half-finger-long wound on his left arm was still painful, it was caused by negligence when killing the monster. The monster's poison had already been forced out at that time, and the wound has not yet healed.

This is not surprising. He has a special physique and has rarely been injured since he was a child. However, every time he is injured, heals extremely slowly and is extremely prone to scars.

However, Pu Huaijin didn't care much about these things, but distracting thoughts entangled her and disturbed her practice. It seemed that she needed to clear her six roots again later.

After Pu Huaijin left, Pei Muzhi followed the other disciples into the Zhengming Hall for naturalization, and then paid homage to Immortal Xuanxu. According to the rules, all disciples who went to the Thirteen Continents had to worship two of them before they could be considered as part of the Immortal Sect. However, Immortal Huaqing left halfway. Xi, the matter of worship can only be given up.

Xuanyu Xianzun smiled gently, and looked very close, although the disciples respected him in front of him, they would not feel nervous and awkward in front of Pu Huaijin.

Luo Kongming lightly raised his hand and caressed the tops of each new disciple's head in turn to show the kindness of his benefactor.

When the palm fell on Pei Mu's head, his eyes softened: "Apei, you have a lot of roots of wisdom. If you practice seriously, you will achieve something in time."

The temperature in the palm seemed familiar. Pei Muzhi remembered that someone had touched his head so gently before, but it was a pity that he would never do it again.

Hearing Luo Kongming's words, Pei Muzhi's expression eased a lot, and he cupped his hands and said, "Ah Pei must study hard and live up to the high expectations of the immortal."

Mu Lingzhou also came up and praised him, and the other seniors treated him more and more differently.

After the spirit opening ceremony, the senior brother was in charge of taking the new disciples to the dormitory that had been arranged by them. A group of people walked and chatted, and there were not a few people who came forward to surround Pei Muzhi and wanted to make friends. He only felt noisy and disturbed by the noise .

If he had known that showing some talent would cause so many troubles, he would have acted like an ordinary person with mediocre talents.

The purpose of his trip is not really to come to this Thirteen Continents to seek immortality, so he has to find a way to get rid of this group of tails.

Unexpectedly, after the respective rooms were divided, a group of people poured into his room again, and the small space was filled with people for a while, even the oxygen was divided thinly, and even breathing became difficult.

Today he is in the limelight, Xuanyu Immortal Venerable's admiration, senior brother's praise, just one more sentence that Huaqing Immortal Venerable said when he helped him open his spirit is enough to make people extremely envious.

Pei Muzhi was impatient with the people in the room talking to each other, but now he couldn't bear it anymore, got up, and mercilessly pushed everyone out of the room.

"I'm tired and want to rest. I don't want to accompany you. You should go back to your houses quickly."

In this way, all the people who were already crowded in the room were driven out, and the door was closed behind them.

The faces of the disciples who were kicked out were also full of shock, as if they couldn't believe that Pei Muzhi would actually issue an order to expel the guests, and even invite them out by himself.

After the shock, comes embarrassment.

In addition to the new disciples, there are also quite a few old disciples, who can be regarded as Pei Muzhi's seniors, but even so, they are also merciless.

A disciple rubbed his nose and said to ease his embarrassment: "Well, someone with excellent aptitude and talent has a bit of a temper."

"Ah, that's true." After finding the steps, another senior brother also stood up: "Everyone is new to Yisanzhou, why don't you come to my room and have a drink of tea?"

After finding a new place, everyone naturally responded one after another and followed that senior brother to leave one after another.

Hearing that there was finally no sound outside the house, Pei Muzhi sighed, finally being able to be quiet for a while.

He closed his eyes and planned to take a nap. Later, there was a more important thing waiting for him to do.

In Yuliu Hall, Pu Huaijin was only wearing plain white underwear, sitting cross-legged on the cold bed, with his eyes closed, his whole body was filled with spiritual power, as if wrapped in clouds.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

People from outside pushed the door and came in.

Pu Huaijin's closed eyes showed no signs of opening, but said softly, "Put this thing down."

The other party obviously paused, as if they didn't understand what he meant.

Pu Huaijin had no choice but to repeat it again, more clearly: "Put down the rootless water, and you can leave."

Rootless water?

The other party frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "You want to clear the six roots?"

It wasn't disciple Feng Yu's voice.

It was only now that Pu Huaijin realized that something was wrong, but barriers were set up near the Jade Stream Hall, how could this person get in.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Pei Muzhi walked towards the cold bed step by step without any scruples, his tone was soft, and there was a little sarcasm in his playfulness: "Oh, I forgot, you need to get rid of distracting thoughts when clearing the six roots, otherwise you will go crazy. "

Speaking of this, Pu Huaijin finally frowned indistinctly, but was caught by Pei Muzhi's eyes.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and this time he sat down directly beside him, as if he had expected that Pu Huaijin would not resist, so he boldly stroked his hand to his chest.

Pu Huaijin closed her eyes tightly, but she couldn't concentrate at all. Instead, she felt the warmth of those big hands moving on her body, and even boldly reached into his lapel.

Seeing that Pu Huaijin's cold expression softened a bit, Pei Muzhi sneered, and then added: "If you forcefully stop it, you will also go crazy, the immortal can think clearly."

While speaking, the movement of his hands did not stop, but laid him flat and began to peel off his clothes.

Pu Huaijin's eyes were still closed, but she couldn't help but ask, "What on earth are you trying to do!"

"Why?" Pei Muzhi savored the two words with a light smile, "You'll know later."

Then, he lifted the hem of the clothes of the person under him.

Pain struck.

In addition to Pu Huaijin's shock, it was even more unbearable humiliation. The uncontrollable collision of spiritual power in his body was already unbearable pain, but at this time another force poured into his body.

It seemed familiar, it was the power in A Pei's body that wanted to fight against his spiritual power at the spirit opening meeting during the day.

He opened his eyes abruptly, the originally blue-brown eyes were dyed red.

"It's you!"

The tone was still frighteningly cold, a little hoarse, and sounded less harsh than usual.

Pei Muzhi didn't hide it, and admitted frankly: "It's me."

What Pu Huaijin was about to say next was shattered by the contradictory words, and it took him a while to hold back, and said with difficulty: "You, you are a demon."

"That's right." He still admitted directly.

So far, Pu Huaijin did not speak any more, but looked at him with a pair of eyes without emotion, as if at this moment in front of him, she was just a humble and dirty ant, and she should still prostrate at the feet of the lofty Huaqing Immortal Venerable, praying for his downfall. pity.

Pei Muzhi hated Pu Huaijin's appearance so much, he had the same expression at the beginning, ignoring his pleading, and piercing his heart with the bright moon hidden in his heart in front of his face.

What a self-proclaimed righteous Huaqing Immortal, and a ruthless Pu Huaijin.

But judging by his appearance, it seems that he has completely forgotten about this matter.

Presumably, in his eyes, monsters are existences that cause disaster to the world, and their lives are not worth mentioning in Pu Huaijin's eyes.

Just at this time, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

Holding a clean bottle of rootless water, Feng Yu knocked lightly on the door three times.

"Immortal Venerable, disciple Fengyu, come to deliver rootless water."

Three short and rapid sounds, like a heavy hammer, hit Pu Huaijin's heart hard, and he was stunned by the blows. He stood up slightly and bit Pei Muzhi's shoulder very quickly.

He articulated so hard that he really wanted to bite off a piece of his flesh, and the fishy sweetness melted in his mouth without letting go.

Pei Muzhi gasped, tried his best to suppress his anger, and whispered in Pu Huaijin's ear, "I don't need to teach you how to answer."

There was no response from the hall for a long time, but the candles were flickering, so someone should be there.

Feng Yu thought that he knocked too lightly just now, and the immortal didn't listen, so he could only knock again: "Immortal?"

The voice of the call brought clarity to Pu Huaijin's chaotic mind. He hurriedly opened his mouth, calmed down, and said in his still cool voice, pretending to be calm: "You go back first."

As expected, Xianzun was inside.

Feng Yu was a little puzzled, and looked down at the white jade bottle in his hand: "That fairy, this rootless water..."

"Stand back first."

Pu Huaijin's voice was a little hoarse, as if she was extremely impatient, Feng Yu didn't dare to stay any longer after the immortal had spoken, he hesitated for a long time, put the white jade bottle outside the door, bowed, and left in a hurry.

Pei Muzhi lowered his head and saw that there was still blood on Pu Huaijin's lips, so he raised his hand and wiped it evenly with his thumb, and said with a low laugh, "How can the dignified Huaqing Immortal be like a dog and still bite people?"

Pu Huaijin suddenly tilted her head, letting the other party's hand caressing the corner of his mouth disappear.

Having achieved his goal, Pei Muzhi got up and got off the cold bed.

There seemed to be two forces running around in the body, colliding with each other, Pu Huaijin's eyes were even more bloody, and he suppressed the fishy smell in his throat, encouraging him to keep his spiritual consciousness clear.

With a hoarse voice, he summoned Yuan Chen, the spiritual weapon, and suddenly got up and drew his sword. He was about to stab Pei Muzhi in one go, but he dodged it, and clamped the sword between his fingers.

Pei Muzhi seemed to be very interested in Pu Huaijin's reaction, with a half-smile: "You hate me and want to kill me?"

I thought that he had cultivated to such an extent in the ruthless way, and he would have cut off love and love long ago, and he would not even have the emotion of hatred.

The facts are exactly as Pei Muzhi thought, there is no trace of embarrassment on Pu Huaijin's face, or anger, nothing at all. Of!"

"Is it?"

Pei Muzhi flicked away the sharp sword, hugged his chest with one hand, propped up his chin with the other, and sized up the person in front of him with raised eyebrows.

He was already trying his best to control his body, but his body was still trembling slightly. The spiritual power and demonic energy in his body were rushing wildly, and he could still resist the mobilization of his spiritual power to summon the Yuanchen sword to kill him.

It is worthy of being Pu Huaijin who is known as the pillar of the fairy world, Huaqing Immortal Venerable.

Pei Muzhi's gaze followed his half-open neckline, slid to his slender waist, and finally landed on his lower abdomen. He smiled with his lips curled up, and there seemed to be deep meaning in his words: "You should care about yourself first."

As if Pu Huaijin had never heard of it, holding a sword in one hand was about to stimulate her spiritual power, but there was another knock on the door.

"Is the immortal here?"

It was Feng Yu who had just left and returned.

The author says:

The cause and effect and details will be slowly rolled out in the follow-up~