Master is tempting, come to my disciple's arms

There must be something wrong with a hateful person, and there must be something wrong with a pitiful person.

Becoming a Taoist partner with Zhou Wen is a deception that cannot be helped. If a person with a special furnace-cauldron physique is marked by the first person to have sex, he must vent the side effects of lovemaking after a period of time, that is, the accumulated and fermented tide of desire in his body.

Why is it that under the guidance of Xu Luoge, his cultivation level can improve slowly, but he cannot achieve a breakthrough on his own when next to Zhou Wen? Everything makes sense.

Xu Luoge's master was a wise man. He didn't believe that his disciple would destroy his bright future with his own hands and subvert human principles and ethics.

This was because he had repeatedly advised his disciples to tell the truth and express their true thoughts, but he had overlooked one thing from beginning to end: his disciples had developed an emotional entanglement with the young master of the Yutu Sect because they were following their own conscience.

The leader of Jiyue Mountain is autocratic. Although he is a rare expert in managing and improving the sect's system, when his disciples undermine the sect's "prosperity" and tarnish its reputation, the word "autocratic" becomes his human weakness.

The biggest credit for Xu Luoge's ascension to the position of the head of Jiyue Mountain was due to his master.

After all, it is not something that anyone can do if they want to, to attack the backbone of a sect by committing treason, to take advantage of the former leader's lust for men, to maliciously seduce him when he is in seclusion and weak, to force the former leader to be polluted by his inner demons, to go astray and suffer a setback in his cultivation, and finally to end up with a tragic ending of being destroyed.

Although Mahayana monks can dissolve the shackles of cause and effect, in the process of ascending to immortality, the thunder tribulation of sin will also come as expected. Those who can survive will naturally have the consequences, and those who cannot survive will have the opportunity to be reborn as human beings, but they will lack spiritual roots and spirituality for generations.

Fortunately, Xu Luoge's master had endurance as strong as a rock, so he did not become an ordinary person forever.

Outside the dream of escaping from reality, in the reality of being unconscious.

Two unexpected visitors appeared in the sky above Gaolang, Liuming Fairy Island. With the help of the voice-transmitting jade, they obtained Zhou Wen's consent.

At that time, Zhou Wen worked tirelessly day and night to serve his Taoist companion who was still breathing, and he constantly channeled his own spiritual power to purify the spiritual poison that remained in his spiritual roots.

The floor-to-ceiling curved screen that divided the hall into two abruptly cut off the two people's hurried steps. Outside visitors were not allowed to enter or leave at will without asking the owner's wishes.

The sound of footsteps gradually became quiet. Zhou Wen tucked the quilt around his Taoist partner's neck tightly, then turned and walked towards the outer room.

What appeared before the two of them was a pair of red eyes that were tired for a long time. Looking closely, there were still clear traces of tears around the eye sockets that had not been wiped away.

His complexion was not as bright and rosy as usual. It seemed that he had been taking care of Baili Qi's bedside diligently ever since the accident.

The man's dry and rough voice made the two of them frown slightly. It was really not friendly to the ears...

"Thank you, Sect Leader Xu and Master Wen. I would like to express my gratitude in advance." After saying this, he deliberately lowered his body to show his humble attitude.

"It's okay, it's okay. You and I are of equal status. The Sect Master's wife and I have a close relationship. It's only natural for me to come and help you."

"Master Xu, Master Wen, please come closer to diagnose the symptoms. I can't do anything about the spiritual roots. I hope there is room for remedy."

Facing the Taoist companion of his beloved, Xu Luoge suppressed his inappropriate expression of anxiety. He did not want to be kicked out of Yu Tu Sect by Zhou Wen at this critical juncture. There was still a long time to come, and he also wanted to see Baili Qi more often.

The three of them had different thoughts. How could he not know about the past between Baili Qi and Xu Luoge? Even if he was reluctant or unwilling, he would definitely protect his Taoist partner's spiritual roots.

For a cultivator who can fly and hide in the ground, his innate spiritual roots are the basis for creating all favorable conditions.

Wen Guangbai's spiritual power was like an x-ray, carefully and thoroughly examining the spiritual roots that were showing signs of withering.

He rarely encounters such a situation. To be honest, if he wants his spiritual roots to recover to their former state, it is possible, but the scene will be extremely bloody.

Moreover, when Wen Guangbai thought of this, his eyes with complicated sympathy fell on Zhou Wen.

This glance made the man's heart palpitate, and he always felt that what was about to be said next had a lot to do with him.

Sure enough, after a few seconds of silence, Wen Guangbo was thinking about what words to use so as not to scare people. Xu Luoge coughed twice, indicating that Wen Guangbo should express himself with his mouth instead of his eyes.

It's already this time, do you think this game of guessing can be stopped depending on the situation?

Wen Guangbai pursed his moist lips and first asked Zhou Wen about his feelings for Baili Qi, "Sect Master Zhou, may I ask if your love is stronger than gold?"

Zhou Wen was naturally a little hesitant, but because Xu Luoge was here, the man's childish competition made him still unwilling to admit defeat. He pretended to be angry and rebuked: "Master Wen Feng, what are you talking about? This seat and my Taoist partner are naturally in love and love each other. There is no need to waste my breath on such a stupid question."

Wen Guangbai: "Is what Sect Master Zhou said true?"

Zhou Wen's eyes changed when she looked at him. She wondered if he had been kicked in the head by a donkey. He had explained it so clearly, no one would ask again!

He stopped talking, and even Xu Luoge was silently warning him, "Can you please stop playing? If you don't save Baili Qi, don't go back to Jiyue Mountain."

Wen Guangbai turned away the glances he exchanged with his senior brother with a wronged look, and began to get to the point, saying what he had not finished saying, "This is easy to handle, as long as Sect Master Zhou is generous and gives half of his spiritual root to Madam Zhou!"

What the hell? Zhou Wen suddenly felt like she was deaf.

How could he have the nerve to say this in such a cheerful tone? Wouldn't his conscience hurt?

Only then did Xu Luoge understand his junior fellow apprentice's good intentions and couldn't help laughing in his heart.

"Yes, damage to the spiritual root is not as simple as external or internal injuries caused by the suppression of spiritual power. It is certainly not that easy to treat. Besides, it is only half a spiritual root, not the whole spiritual root. What? Sect Master Zhou is unwilling?" These words were so rude that Zhou Min almost vomited blood.

Just now he was eager to show his true feelings to Baili Qi with great confidence, but now he was only asked to use half of his spiritual root as a medicine inducer, and he refused repeatedly.

Xu Luoge, who was standing nearby and watching the show, had his soft and worried eyes glued to the man on the bed whose life or death was unknown while they were arguing about Baili Qi's spiritual root rejuvenation.

The lingering feelings melted into his bones and blood. He hated the person who hurt Baili Qi, and he also hated himself for his cowardice.

"Okay, it's just half a spiritual root, it's no big deal, use my spiritual root."

This was inappropriate and both Wen Guangbo and Zhou Wen looked incredulous.

So... who is doing this inappropriately in the right place?

Wen Guangbo was also a little angry. He was angry because Xu Luoge did not consider the overall situation and indulged in personal feelings. He wanted to be a good leader but instead became a love-minded person, right?

The man's dignity was challenged by his love rival, and his face felt as if it was burned by a branding iron. He was also panicked and Zhou Wen couldn't wait to open the door and see him off.

Wen Guangbai smelled gunpowder in the air. He was afraid that the two would use their spiritual power to cause trouble here, so he immediately told them his unspoken guess.

"Wait, maybe there is more than one way. We can think about it again. You can always leave this matter to me!"

Seeing Wen Guangbo taking full responsibility for the matter, Xu Luoge and Zhou Wen smiled at each other and thanked him in unison: "Then we'll have to trouble you, Junior Brother/Master Wen Feng."

Good man, it turns out he was waiting here to fall into the trap!

It's typical that I sold myself and helped others count the money.

He did have another plan, but he had to go meet someone he didn't want to see, so he didn't say it so quickly.

This time, that person would torture him to pieces again.

Heartbroken and pitiful, he felt infinitely sad about his foreseeable fate.

In a rarely visited cave at the back of Jianwu Peak in Jiyue Mountain, a loud "boom" caused everyone to suffer temporary deafness. The mountain above the cave shook violently and irregularly, and the whole mountain twisted its body wildly like a drunk person dancing, and the range of the shock wave became increasingly unstoppable.

The surging spiritual energy was twisted into a concrete projection column, engraved on the distant sky and cloud screen.

Bai Luoli, along with two disciples, Su Qiwei, Ye Yifan, Mo Zhiyuan and others, quickly flew on their swords to the place on the back mountain of Jianwu Peak where the strange noise had just occurred.

At the mid-distance between the mountain top and the Ninth Heaven, a pale golden ring-shaped cloud hangs down like a star silk of the Mang River. In the center is a vortex of roaring thunder and lightning. The surrounding pale golden beams of light shine brightly, penetrating directly onto the monks who have successfully advanced through retreat and the interior of the sheltered space.

The thunder that had expanded to its limit also struck down at this moment, "Boom--Boom!" Everyone flew their swords to evacuate the danger zone.

The mountain no longer looked like a mountain, and its top was shattered by lightning.

The spiritual energy that rushed to the sky and the earth poured down on everyone.

"It seems that Junior Brother Xiao has successfully stepped into the threshold of a super-class cultivator." Su Qiwei's tone could not hide the rising excitement.

Mo Zhiyuan's face was filled with joy. He was proud of his master from the bottom of his heart, and his heart was filled with worship like never before.

Bai Luoli stood there thoughtfully. If his retreat was successful, the heavens would be celebrating for him. If his retreat was a failure, everything would be silent. Heaven...even Heaven itself felt it was unbearable to watch.