Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

  Chapter 449 Is it a serious mentor?

"Ok!"

   "I am determined, it seems that the rescue was not in vain!"

  Cheng Buzheng selectively forgot about collecting interest back then!

  Hearing Murong Wanwan's narration, Cheng Buzheng couldn't help thinking to himself.

  Then Cheng Buzheng pinched it subconsciously, the cutie smiled lightly and said:

   "Is this how you spend time with me?"

  Murong Wanwan patted the mischievous big hand, then arched and said:

   "Isn't that because of the "Tianfeng Zhendian" I practiced?"

   Heard the words.

  Cheng Buzheng caressed the big hand on the smooth back, couldn't help but pause, and asked:

"what happened?"

   Could it be that there is something wrong with this exercise?

   Cheng Buzheng thought to himself.

  Murong Wanwan seemed to understand the question in Cheng Buzheng's mind, but she didn't say it directly, instead she narrated this exercise.

   "The "Tianfeng Canon" that I cultivated myself records a powerful supernatural power, Tianfeng Linghuo."

   "This supernatural power is not only powerful, but also has the ability to accelerate the efficiency of cultivation and break the neck."

  Tianfeng Linghuo?

   Does this supernatural power still have such magical power?

   It seems a little underestimated, those immortal sects with a long history.

   Unexpectedly, such a remarkable supernatural power was recorded in a sect-restraining exercise.

  Thinking of this, Cheng Buzheng couldn't help asking:

   "The Cyanwood Sect has this supernatural power, why haven't I heard of it?"

  Murong Wanwan, who was nestled in Cheng Buzheng's arms, rolled her eyes and said:

   "Supernatural powers are not so easy to practice. From the founding of the Cyanwood School to the present, there are only two people who can practice this supernatural power."

   "The first monk who successfully cultivated this supernatural power was the ancestor of Kaipai back then, and the other one was a concubine."

   Cheng Buzheng heard the words and asked directly:

   "Is this supernatural power so difficult to practice?"

   "Of course not!" Murong Wanwan shook her head and said:

   "There is only one threshold for cultivating the supernatural power of Tianfeng Linghuo, that is, monks must possess the spirit phoenix body and use their own spiritual body as the basis to practice this supernatural power. There is no other way."

   "Spiritual body!"

  Cheng Buzheng muttered in his heart.

   Sure enough, it is not that simple.

  Xu Shi and Jiang Siling both have spiritual bodies, so it's no wonder that a monk named Nascent Soul will come forward and accept them as disciples.

  Perhaps, similar supernatural powers were recorded in the exercises they practiced.

   Immediately.

  Murong Wanwan said again:

   "But if you want to practice this supernatural power, it is difficult to say, and easy to say!"

   "Don't be secretive, what do you say?"

   Cheng Buzheng seemed to have thought of something, pinched Murong Wanwan's nose, and said with a light smile.

   See here.

  Murong Wanwan bit Cheng Buzheng's finger lightly, seeing him let go, she said:

"Husband, you may have guessed it. If you want to practice Tianfeng Linghuo, you need to borrow the pure Yuanyang power of the male cultivator and practice the yin and yang creation skills before you can practice successfully. This supernatural power."

   "Originally, I didn't want to practice this supernatural power, but I have a phoenix body and practice this technique, so I must practice this supernatural power."

   "For a monk with a phoenix body, although the cultivation base of "Tianfeng Zhendian" has made amazing progress, there is also a corresponding price, which leads to the source of Yuanyin being too pure and thick!"

   "Originally, it is considered a good thing, but if the solitary yin does not grow and the solitary yang does not grow, if it reaches the peak of the golden core state, its original yin source will transform into the extreme yin source, and that is when the monk dies and Dao disappears."

   "The only solution is to cultivate the supernatural power recorded in the "Tianfeng Zhendian", Tianfeng Linghuo, in order to be reborn in the extremely yin fire."

   "But the concubine's body has already belonged to her husband, so it is naturally impossible to double cultivate with others, even if the body dies and the dao disappears."

   "That's why the concubine turned her attention to the husband."

   "According to what I know, my husband is cautious by nature, and he is likely to return in the future. With the endless sea of ​​abundant cultivation resources, and the reasons of our two sects, I don't know when we will meet again."

   "That's why the concubine came up with this method, don't blame your husband!"

  Finally, Murong Wanwan's voice became much softer, and then she carefully glanced at Cheng Buzheng.

  See this scene.

  Cheng Buzheng couldn't help but think of the glamorous Murong Wanwan at the Golden Elixir Banquet before, now showing such a small woman's appearance, he was also happy in his heart.

   "Okay! Husband doesn't blame you anymore!"

   Having said that, pain in the heart is inevitable.

  Who doesn't know··

  Young people don't know young women are good, and mistakenly treat young girls as treasures. This is the truth.

   Between the two, the reason is the same.

   After all, he is not a naive teenager.

  He understood the truth here deeply in his previous life.

   What a pity!

   Especially thinking that the first double repair did not achieve the maximum benefit, so as to break the bottleneck!

   That's all!

   It can be regarded as saving years of penance.

   There is still a little harvest.

  Although I felt a little pity in my heart, it was not for nothing.

   After thinking about it, it is not so easy to get a wealthy fairy girl with a high level of cultivation, and she can get it once she gets it.

   Those who wanted to be loved by the rich woman in the previous life also paid a high price.

  Such as: steel ball, leather whip candle...

  If you want to get it as soon as you get it, you can get it as soon as you get it, and take this step to reach the sky, you can only think about it in your dreams.

  The status between the two is very different, unless there is a chance, it is almost impossible.

  Thinking of this, Cheng Buzheng let go of this irrational and immature idea.

   Immediately, he seemed to have thought of something, his eyes fell on Murong Wanwan's delicate body, and with a smile on his lips, he said:

"correct!"

   "That dragon's lewd bag, shouldn't belong to a third-order dragon!"

   "Where did you get it?"

   Jiaolong sac is one of the most important main materials for refining ecstasy magic weapons.

  Even the magic weapon refined from the third-order flood dragon sac has a certain restraint ability for monks in the Nascent Soul stage.

   Not to mention, the higher-level dragon sac, which is even more precious.

  Even the Nascent Soul True Monarch is reluctant to waste this kind of spiritual material like this.

   After all, if you want to blend the jiaolong sac into the jiaolong tea silently, you need to remove a lot of its essence, leaving only the most essential part, so that the golden core monks can't detect it.

   Otherwise.

  Even if only the most quintessential part of the sac of the third-order dragon was left to be fused into the dragon spirit tea, Cheng Buzheng had already noticed it.

   Not to mention, planted in this cup of added Jiaolongling tea.

the other side.

  Murong Wanwan saw Cheng Buzheng's eyes fall on her chest, subconsciously moved slightly, and leaned against his chest.

  A touch of softness hits Cheng Buzheng's heart.

  Blushing, Murong Wanwan lying in Cheng Buzheng's arms, after hearing this, said in a low voice:

   "This is given to me by the master."

What's the meaning?

  Could it be that the current master still teaches this method!

  In the world of cultivating immortals, is it so unscrupulous now between master and master?

   Still speaking, it has been given to this extent.

  A big melon that fell out of the blue made Cheng Buzheng terrified.

   Did you board a pirate ship? This is obviously not like a serious monk, what should it look like?

  One really dares to teach, and the other really dares to do?

  Thinking of this, Cheng Buzheng looked at the shy Murong Wanwan nestled in his chest with complicated eyes.

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  (end of this chapter)