My Taoist Companion Thumb Demon

"Find a place to rest, I'm hungry." Jun Xuanmo pressed his stomach and urged.Just now he smelled the aroma of grilled fish, which already aroused the greed in his stomach.

Su Qingyun took advantage of the moonlight to look around. There was really no hole to hide in, so he found a tall tree that was easy to climb, climbed up more than ten meters, picked a thick branch, and sat down firmly.

He took Jun Xuanmo out of his collar and gently put it on the branch, then took out the roasted bamboo shoots from the bamboo basket, peeled off the skin to reveal the meat inside, and placed them in front of him.

"Let's eat." He said.

Jun Xuanmo leaned forward and took a bite, making Baozi's face bulge from eating.The roasted bamboo shoots are still warm enough to be eaten.

Su Qingyun watched the little Mozun gnaw half a bamboo shoot into his stomach, and after he was full, he climbed up his lap naturally, looking as if he was going to rest.

"...Brother, are you going to rely on my thigh?" Su Qingyun asked with downcast eyes.

Jun Xuanmo looked serious. "Could it be that Junior Brother wants me to sleep on a branch? If I fall, we will be separated."

"This branch is about half a meter wide, thick and spacious. With your small body, it is not easy to fall off." Su Qingyun said.

Jun Xuanmo waved his hand. "That's wrong. I'm small now, and I can't stand the wind."

Su Qingyun sighed as he felt the windless night. "stop……"

He leaned against the fork between the trunk and the branches, and while Jun Xuanmo was working on his lap, he actually arranged his robes into a small quilt and lay down comfortably in it.

Su Qingyun: ...

After walking all day, my body was tired, but my spirit was extremely excited, and I didn't feel sleepy.

When quiet down, the ears are sensitive.

The rustling of insects, the cooing of homing birds, the intermittent chirping of animals, and the sound of gurgling water all interweave into the sound of nature, which is touching.

Jun Xuanmo buried his head in the small quilt of his robe, rubbed his face against the smooth silk material, completely satisfied.

Su Qingyun slowly opened his eyes, touched his thigh with his hand, and hugged the little Demon Venerable.

Jun Xuanmo's eyes suddenly opened, and purple light flashed.

"Brother said during the day that he wanted to teach me exercises, but he forgot?" Su Qingyun asked softly.

Jun Xuanmo sat up and stretched a little. "Can't sleep?"

"En." Su Qingyun responded.

"In that case, I will teach you the exercises." Jun Xuanmo came out of the warm bed and patted the storage ring on Su Qingyun's finger. "First check those storage bags and the items in this storage ring to see if there is any pill that can increase magic energy."

"Okay." Su Qingyun took out five storage bags from the bamboo basket, reached in, took out the items inside, and placed them on the branches one by one.

There was nothing unusual in these storage bags. There were indeed quite a few porcelain bottles. After he took them out one by one, he opened the lids and put them under Jun Xuanmo's nose for him to smell.

"This is a low-grade healing medicine, this is a low-grade Zengqi pill, this is a low-grade poison...these are not very useful." Jun Xuanmo looked disgusted.

Su Qingyun had no choice but to stuff the porcelain bottles back one by one, and finally stared at the storage ring in his hand.

"This space is not small, and there are many porcelain vases and jars inside." Su Qingyun said.

"Let me take a look." Jun Xuanmo touched the storage ring, narrowing his eyes slightly.

The original owner's imprint on the storage ring is erased, and anyone can use it. It is different from the usage of the storage bag. The items in the ring appear directly in the mind, and if you want to take any item, you must concentrate on thinking about that item. Can be taken out.

After taking three porcelain bottles in a row, a thin layer of sweat broke out on Jun Xuanmo's forehead.

Seeing him like this, Su Qingyun couldn't help asking with concern: "But what's wrong?"

Jun Xuanmo hugged a slender porcelain bottle that was half body taller than him, and said: "This ring is not low in rank. Although the original owner's mark has been removed, it needs to consume magic energy when using it. I don't have enough magic energy to be able to use it." Taking out three items is already the limit."

"I see." Su Qingyun nodded.

Jun Xuanmo put down the porcelain bottle, pulled out the stopper vigorously, put his face to the mouth of the bottle, and sniffed. "Yes, this is the magic recovery pill."

The so-called magic recovery pill is a pill to restore the magic energy.

Practitioners all have dantians, which store all kinds of corresponding qi, and demonic cultivators naturally store demonic qi.However, depending on the level of cultivation, the amount that the dantian can hold is also different. To release spells, magic energy is required. Once it is exhausted, it cannot be recovered in a short time, so it needs to be supplemented by eating magic pills.

Jun Xuanmo patted the porcelain vase, and said to Su Qingyun, "Brother, help me get a magic recovery pill."

Su Qingyun easily picked up the porcelain bottle, poured out a pill, and handed it to Jun Xuanmo.

The plump and round pearl-like pill was held in the hands of the little demon with thumb, like a small watermelon.He opened his mouth wide, took a bite hard, and gnawed a small hole on the surface of the magic recovery pill.

The pills that he only needed to swallow in one bite in the past are now very hard to swallow, but this pill melts in his mouth, he only needs to speed up the speed to eat it into his stomach quickly.

After gnawing, Jun Xuanmo immediately put his hands on his dantian, feeling the devilish energy flowing through his meridians, and after a while, he said to Su Qingyun, "Give me another one."

Just throwing a return to magic pill into his dantian, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and it couldn't stir up any waves.

Su Qingyun poured another one and handed it to him. He hugged it tightly with his small hands, opened his mouth, gnawed hard, gnawed into his stomach, and licked his lower lip eagerly.

The two magic recovery pills have a little effect, but they are only enough for him to use for a few hours, and they cannot last for a long time.

"One more pill," he said.

Su Qingyun squeezed the pill and asked hesitantly, "Is three pills too much?"

Jun Xuanmo said: "This time the magic elixir is only low-grade, and it is only suitable for demon cultivators below Wuxiang Tianmo. I am the demon master, and even if I eat the whole bottle, it is not enough to fit between my teeth."

Su Qingyun squeezed the magic pill and asked, "Does it work for me?"

Seeing that he still didn't give it to him, Jun Xuanmo levitated anxiously, snatched the return magic pill from his hand, hugged it in his arms and gnawed it while saying: "You haven't drawn the air into your body yet, eating it means you haven't eaten it."

Su Qingyun stared at the little Demon Venerable floating in front of him gnawing on the pill, showing a helpless smile.

After gnawing the magic pill, Jun Xuanmo pinched a seal formula with both hands, and a ball of gorgeous flames suddenly ignited all over his body, which scared Su Qingyun.

"Brother...you are on fire!" Su Qingyun stretched out his hand in surprise, not knowing how to help him.

"Don't make a fuss, this is the fire of primordial spirit." Jun Xuanmo floated in the air leisurely, his black hair was windless, and his milky white skirt was swung into a small umbrella, exposing his delicate calves.

"What is this for?" Su Qingyun asked.

"Introduce Qi into the body for you." The flame mark between Jun Xuanmo's forehead was red, with a golden light shining, and delicate runes emerged from the flames around him, forming a chain and spirally winding.

Su Qingyun's gaze moved upwards slowly, and Jun Xuanmo floated up to be at eye level with him.

"Using ordinary cultivation methods, it usually takes a few years to draw qi into the body. No matter how talented a seedling is, it is difficult to achieve it within a year. But when you meet me, you don't have to follow the rules like ordinary practitioners." The corners of Jun Xuanmo's mouth were raised, and his purple eyes were shining brightly.

"...Is this method safe?" Su Qingyun asked.

"If I say it's extremely dangerous, are you willing?" Jun Xuanmo asked back.

Su Qingyun was silent.

He always likes to do things that are sure, and only when he wins steadily can he strategize.Those who take shortcuts mostly go against the sky, even if they succeed, they have to pay a corresponding price.However, if you don't take shortcuts, when will you be able to achieve a positive result?

Jun Xuanmo never urged him, and floated in mid-air, waiting for his answer.

After a long time, Su Qingyun nodded slowly. "--good."

Jun Xuanmo raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile, "It's really funny how junior brother treats death like home."

Su Qingyun's ears warmed up, and he said seriously: "Brother, please don't make jokes."

"here we go!"

Jun Xuanmo's tiny fingers changed a few seals, and rushed towards Su Qingyun. Su Qingyun couldn't help but widen his eyes, staring blankly at the flames rushing toward his face.

"Calm down, don't move." Jun Xuanmo snorted softly, stretched out his arm, and pointed his finger, but saw a thin line of golden light shoot out from his fingertips, nimbly piercing into the center of Su Qingyun's eyebrows.

Su Qingyun's whole body shook, his forehead felt as if someone had split it with a knife, and he felt severe pain. However, Jun Xuanmo told him not to move, so he could only endure the pain, clenched his teeth, and clenched his fists.

"Open——" Jun Xuanmo let out a low cry, the flame marks on his forehead broke away, turned into a red light, and stuck to Su Qingyun's forehead. Countless bugs were crawling, itching his body to sway, he used strong willpower to control his body that wanted to roll, and his whole body was sweating profusely.

I don't know how long the itching lasted. Gradually, his lower abdomen began to feel hot, and the little bugs wriggling in the meridians seemed to have crawled into the lower abdomen, no, to be precise, it was an inch and a half below the navel.

Su Qingyun couldn't help moaning, his eyes were closed, his brows were furrowed, and his face was covered with bead-sized beads of sweat. However, Jun Xuanmo, who was suspended in mid-air, was also uncomfortable, and his fingertips kept flowing. The golden light shot out from the ground, blending into Su Qingyun's eyebrows, and the flames on his body were pale and weak, and were about to disappear.

Su Qingyun was dizzy, he couldn't feel where he was anymore, he was about to fly away, the pain was so extreme that he was indifferent, and gradually, he stretched his eyebrows, loosened his fists, and there seemed to be a clear spring pouring from the top of his head All the pain and itching are resolved, as if the body has been washed from the inside out, leisurely and happy.

Many wonderful runes appeared in his mind, which should be unfamiliar but for some reason he understood the meaning of each symbol. After merging and mastering the rules, he involuntarily sorted out a rule that suits him, guiding him into the meridian, and letting it take its course It can be summed up to the lower abdomen—no, it should be said to be the pubic region.

He already understood that those bugs that made him itch were Jun Xuanmo's devilish energy. He forcibly broke open his purple mansion, washed his scriptures and cut his marrow, and reborn him.

With the integration of the front side, the devilish energy in the dantian suddenly changed. The new rules formed by the runes, like a bright light, condensed a bead in the center of the dantian. This bead absorbed all the devilish energy and dissolved it. The hostility in the air turned from darkness to light, and it was no longer demonic energy when it was spit out again, but... the mysterious spirit energy from Jun Xuanmo's mouth.

After receiving the Qi of Xuan Ling, a lot of black Qi emerged from Su Qingyun's body, as if the dirt had come off, revealing his flawless white skin.

Jun Xuanmo withdrew his fingers, and the flame red mark left Su Qingyun and returned to his own forehead. There was no flame around him, and the magic energy restored by the three magic recovery pills disappeared. He was on the verge of falling. He got down from the branch, found Fang Ge, and landed on Su Qingyun's robe.

Su Qingyun slowly opened his eyes, and looked down at the collapsed little demon.

He gently picked up the little demon king and put him into his collar.

Jun Xuanmo stuck to the familiar chest, found a good position contentedly, and fell asleep.

The author has something to say: spoofing a small theater, Su Qingyun: Come on, give back the magic pill.

The little Demon Venerable stretched out his short hands, opened his purple eyes with anticipation, and his face was full of longing.

Su Qingyun slowly moved the Returning Demon Pill down, and when the little Demon Venerable's hand was about to touch the pill, he lifted his hand slightly, causing the Little Demon Venerable to fly away.

Jun Xuanmo: Huh? ?

Su Qingyun continued to hand the return pill to the little demon, who frowned and stretched out his hand to hold it, he raised his hand again, and the little demon fell to the ground with a snap.

Xuanran wants to cry——

Su Qingyun: Sorry.

Stuffing the Demon Returning Pill into the little Demon Venerable's arms, he gently rubbed his bunted face with his fingertips.

The Little Demon Venerable hugged the Hui Demon Pill, took a bite hard, and looked up at Su Qingyun.

Su Qingyun showed a gentle smile.

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Jun Xuanmo: Which bastard wrote this script?Is this deity so cute? ? ?

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[PS: The cultivation method is purely made up, not taking the usual path, it's open. 】