Into the Pirated Cultivation Text

Xuan Ce Gujing Wubo's eyes were full of warmth at this time, "I just came down from Zhanlong Terrace, and I heard that you are fighting against a female arhat from Longhumen today?"

"Um, yes." Rong Xin thought, did it spread so quickly?His three-legged cat kung fu is nothing in the cultivation world, is it?

What Rong Xin didn't know was that Zhao Er from Longhumen was a boxing maniac. He had to spar with people when he saw people in Longhumen. He couldn't use spiritual power or weapons. He was unarmed. Giving people spirit stones, in short, is an idiot.

Today Rong Xin played against her. She originally wanted to fight in a serious manner, and she even brought a French stick, but who knew that Rong Xin's magic weapon was a nine-section whip, and the long whip had just locked the long stick. They beat people to the ground in just a few moves. The disciples from the foreign sect didn't know about it, but the disciples from Longhumen's own family talked a lot.

Even the seniors of Longhumen said a few words, "Your little female disciple under Misty Peak, I didn't expect that she would be easy to bully."

Xuan Ce listened to a few words on the banquet table, then came to look for Rong Xin.

"Prepare for the next game." Xuan Ce explained a few words, and then prepared to leave.

"Master!" Rong Xin called him, "Master, I heard in the tea house yesterday that the leaders of the various sects are here to gather, and they are going to Hanshanling. Is it true?"

Xuan Ce nodded, "It is true."

Rong Xin frowned imperceptibly, "Will Master take us to Hanshanling?"

"Linxianzong has discussed with the elders of other sects, and will select a few disciples to guard the enchantment together. At that time, the deity will take your senior brother there. Aren't you going back to Tianjin City?"

"I can go to Hanshanling and then return to the city. Anyway, it's just a detour. My family won't run away there. It's a rare opportunity to practice with Master."

Xuan Ce smiled, but did not agree, "There will be many opportunities in the future. The trip to Hanshanling this time is very dangerous. You should go back to Sky Brocade City obediently. When the matter is over, I will send your elder brother to pick you up."

Rong Xin wanted to say something else, but seeing Xuan Ce's expression was firm, he didn't dare to refute any more, so he let out an indifferent oh, and watched Xuan Ce leave.

After Rong Xin returned to his room, he took out his Qiankun bag to check his belongings. He found that his Qiankun bag was full of gadgets, such as small paper charms, dried snacks, clothes and brocade quilts, and some elixirs, most of which were life-saving items. Maybe it was collected by the younger junior sister when she was there, and it just happened to take advantage of him.

Rong Xin also noticed that there were two sets of unworn men's robes inside, and he was very concerned about this—since the junior sister is a man, why does she always appear as a female cultivator?

It is mentioned in the book that Junior Sister was born in Tianjin City, which is a special existence in Tianling. It is a place where mortals do business and live, and it is also a place where monks gather and exchange information. , especially casual cultivators, there are mixed fish and dragons in the Three Realms.

The city lord of Sky Jin City is the father of the little junior sister. He is a bold man. Because he had a life-saving friendship with Bailing Villa, he made an agreement when his wife was pregnant with the young lady of Bailing Villa. If a man and a woman, They are husband and wife; if they are of the same sex, they are like brothers and sisters.

Later, there was a young lady in Tianjincheng, but within a few years, Yu Qing from Bailing Mountain Villa, Feng Tingyun's mother, went mad and died of suicide, Feng Zhi took Feng Tingyun to hide in Yuze Island , no longer born.

There is no need for Tianjincheng to disguise his only son as a woman for so many years just because of the marriage contract.

What the hell is that for?

Rong Xin felt that his brain was not enough.

Forget it, forget it, these things can only be solved when he arrives in Sky Jin City.

Rong Xin performed a cleansing spell, but he still felt pain and itching on his body. Today, he fell a few times on the martial arts arena and was beaten by the other party. He ordered the outer disciples to help him carry a bucket of hot water enter the room.

As soon as Rong Xin took off his clothes, it was already quiet outside. There was no competition in the school field which had been busy all day. Rong Xin planned to take a bath and then sleep. This was his plan for the rest of the day.

It's just that the window was opened before he planned to take the first step.

Rong Xin stared at the people who broke in.

He knows it!There are always three rules when it comes to wearing books: you must be watched when you take a bath, the protagonist must be treated with aphrodisiacs, and decency must be attacked by surprise.

Although he is not the main character, he is a supporting role anyway. Before taking a bath, he checked repeatedly and even cast spells on the doors and windows. No, the first law fell on him again!

He sighed heartbroken, "Senior, isn't it appropriate for you to peek at others taking a bath like this?"

Sheng Zun stroked the red brocade clothes on his body, found a chair and sat down, his face was not flustered at all, "Little thing, I asked you to wait for me at the inn, how dare you run away?"

Rong Xin was soaking in the bathtub with acacia floating on it, and he was finally not seen completely. "Senior, I am a disciple of Linxianzong. If I don't come back for the competition, my master will whip me with a stick."

Sheng Zun's face turned cold suddenly, "You think this deity is just talking?"

After finishing speaking, Sheng Zun waved his hand, and the water in Rongxin's bucket became cold in a few moments, even froze, making Rongxin tremble.

Soon, a handful of water in the tub turned into a sharp ice pick and landed on Rong Xin's neck, "Senior, please speak up if you have something to say."

Rong Xin felt that only Xuan Ce could be compared with the person in front of him at the moment, and Feng Tingyun should not be his opponent, so he changed his strategy, "Senior, it's not because I don't want you to join Hongyi Valley, it's just that I There's... a secret."

The ice pick approached him, "What's the secret?"

Rong Xin was so frozen by the water in the bathtub that he was about to rise to the sky, "Senior, wait for me to get dressed and calm down to talk to you. If you can accept my secret, I will join the Red Clothes Valley willingly. Is it possible?"

Sheng Zun glanced at him, his lips were slightly pursed, and the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to be there, "little thing, I just want to see that you have a sharp mouth and can still catch your eyes. If you make me unhappy, I will definitely kill you." .”

The water in the tub gradually thawed, and Rong Xin was almost too cold to breathe, "Okay."

Soon, the water returned to its temperature, and Rong Xin winked at Sheng Zun, telling him to avoid it.

Across the screen, Rong Xin's slender and slender figure was reflected on the wall by the candlelight. Sheng Zun took a glance inadvertently, and a trace of suspicion flashed across his dark and unclear face.

Rong Xin put on his clothes indiscriminately, his black wet hair stuck to his snow-white neck, like a black snake entangled in it, black and white are distinct, and the description is gorgeous, which makes people think about it.

"senior?"

"Cough, let's talk."

Sheng Zun sat behind the screen, playing with a black paper fan with a picture of red plums and white snow between his fingers, coupled with a point between his eyebrows, it was infinitely romantic.

"Senior, there is another reason why you see me as your servant, and that is because your Hunyuan Kungfu has reached the seventh level, right?" Rong Xin asked, staring at Sheng Zun's face.

Sure enough, Sheng Zun's expression changed, and he squinted at him, "Who told you?"

Seeing that he was about to silence him, Rong Xin shrank his neck, "I accidentally learned about the cultivation method of Hunyuan Gong in a secret place, but I have never seen this method before. Don't worry about it, senior. No one else was ever told about it."

"Oh?"

"When Hunyuan Gong reaches the seventh level, it needs to be cultivated with others, exchanging essence, to truly reach the state of 'mixing'. The person who is dual-cultivated must first cultivate the golden core, not to mention, he must have an innate thunder and fire physique, preferably a double-yang physique. ...Senior, am I right?"

Although Rong Xin has never been to the Red Clothes Valley, he has read the book and knows this passage. Later, Sheng Zun did not know who he asked to practice to reach the seventh floor. In short, he burped before he saw it.

Sheng Zun looked at him and didn't speak.

You know, why did this man full of evil spirits pursue him fiercely and try to take him as a disciple just because of his little poem?

There must be a purpose.

Now that he breaks the point, he is really forced to do nothing. He just remembered this when the bathtub was frozen.

"But senior... I'm not a woman." Rong Xin pretended to be distressed, "I can't help you."

When Sheng Zun heard it, his face turned blue and red, "... isn't it a woman?"

"Really, feel it if you don't believe me." Rong Xin grabbed his hand and put it on his chest, "I didn't lie to you."

Rong Xin felt that Sheng Zun's expression seemed to be cracked.

He put in more effort, grabbed his hand and refused to let him go, insisting that he accept the reality, "Senior, touch it, is it hard?"

At this moment, the door of Rongxin's room was pushed open.

"Little sister, what's the matter? Your door can't be opened?" Mu Jing broke in.

Sheng Zun and Rong Xin looked over at the same time.

awkward.

The scene was very embarrassing.

Rong Xin looked at Mu Jing and Feng Tingyun behind him.

Looking at himself and Sheng Zun again, Sheng Zun's hand was placed on his chest, his wet hair was shawl, his clothes were half exposed, and his shoulders were fragrant, very fragrant.

Mu Jing's face is dull, Feng Tingyun's is green.

Wait...how come it's green?

Before Rongxin could speak, Feng Tingyun took the lead to draw his sword, Lingyun sword was rarely out of its sheath, this time it turned out to be to catch a traitor, er, no, it was to help him "seek justice".

I saw that the air in the narrow room was flowing faster, like clouds and wind, blowing the tulle at the window and the red curtain beside the bed, and even the hem of the clothes of several people seemed to be moving.

Feng Tingyun's sword directly stabbed at Sheng Zun, with a gust of cold wind, it blew away Rong Xin's wet hair standing aside, Sheng Zun pulled out his hand, a spell passed, and Ling Yun's sword opened a little , stabbed on the wooden chair next to him.

"Rampant child."

Feng Tingyun's sword angered Sheng Zun, he pinched it with one hand, the black paper fan spun in mid-air, a lightning strike with red light hit Feng Tingyun, was blocked by Ling Yun's sword, and sealed Feng Tingyun's body. Cloud took a step back.

Seeing the two fighting, Rong Xin pulled Mu Jing aside, "Third brother, are you alright? Where's Master?!"

"Yes, in the room." Mu Jing saw that Sheng Zun's attack was ruthless, leaving no room for survival, Feng Tingyun was clearly unable to hold back, "Who is this person? So fierce?"

"Go, call Master!" Feng Tingyun is still in the Nascent Soul stage, and he is no match for Sheng Zun at all. He doesn't want the villain to die at the hands of the pervert before he develops.

The two scrambled and scrambled, and as soon as they left the room, Xuan Ce rushed over with someone.

Sheng Zun saw several elders from Linxian Sect approaching, he took a look at Rongxin, and an imperceptible glare passed by, "Little thing..."

Before Rong Xin could wait for his next words, the man disappeared from the window wherever he came and went.

— What do you mean by always?

No, he just wanted to be honest with each other, why did he still hold grudges?

Hey, it seems that he will take a detour with the people from Hongyi Valley in the future!

Before Rong Xin could breathe a sigh of relief, Feng Tingyun's eyes were about to burst into flames as he supported the ground with his sword. When Rong Xin saw that Qingshui Furong's face had turned frosty, and it was about to freeze, his vermilion lips were bitten bright red. The fingers holding Ling Yunjian tightly turned white.

"Second Senior Brother, are you alright?" Rong Xin asked him tremblingly.

Why does Rong Xin think that he looks like the innocent old king who was accidentally hit by a melon rind?

Green grass on the original, green on the head.

Without saying a word, Feng Tingyun threw a coat on him.

It was only then that Rong Xin remembered his disheveled appearance, and she was the other party's "fiancée" no matter what he did, it's no wonder that the crazy brother made his face so ugly with anger!