Into the Pirated Cultivation Text

Rong Xin seized the opportunity and pulled Feng Tingyun behind him, "Why do you always fight when you meet? Don't use your sword to solve problems that can be solved with your mouth, okay?"

Sheng Zun had a lazy smile on his face, "Oh, you want to teach me how to solve it with your mouth?"

Rong Xin was so choked that he couldn't speak.

Feng Tingyun behind him was already in a losing position, panting slightly, holding the sword in one hand, "Sheng Zun, why do you always pester my junior sister?"

Sheng Zun glanced at Feng Tingyun, his eyes were full of playfulness and sarcasm, "Are you blind? Before the flowers under the moon, Xiaoqu by the river, didn't you see the two of us having a private meeting? Your 'Little Junior Sister' is already my seat People who believe in dual cultivation, since they want dual cultivation, why bother to talk about it?"

The leader is tired.

It’s hard to find someone who is destined to be a double cultivator. Not only is the other person as thin-skinned as gauze, but he will only eagerly show some dependence when encountering danger. I always praise him, but at critical moments, he always hesitates and procrastinates, which is very face-saving.

Not only that, but there is such a little milk dog around him, wanting to grab the meat away under his nose, Sheng Zun glanced at Feng Tingyun, you brat, can you handle it?

Feng Tingyun turned blue with anger, turned to face Rong Xin, his coldness turned into an ice pick, and said word by word, "Secret meeting? Shuangxiu?"

For some reason, Rong Xin didn't dare to look into his eyes at all, and was speechless for a while, before saying, "Senior brother, I will explain this later. Senior, now that I've said this, there is one more thing I want to make clear to you."

Rong Xin paused, "Actually... I'm not a person with a complete double-yang spirit body."

Sheng Zun's face gradually became gloomy, and the smile from tonight finally disappeared, "What do you mean?"

Seeing his sudden change of expression, Rong Xin once again sighed with emotion at the speed of his change of expression, "I just found out about this, but although I have an extremely yang aura, unlike others, I still have a fire spirit in my hits. I will explode and die, if I double-cultivate with senior, maybe I haven’t succeeded yet, I will just... die on the bed, it will be so ugly..."

Rong Xin felt that if this happened, he could guarantee that Sheng Zun's midnight story in the second half of his life would have a tragic ending. Can't solve it.

Sure enough, when Sheng Zun heard it, the two handsome eyebrows were tightly intertwined, and the cinnabar mole in the center of the eyebrows also dimmed, "Fate with fire evil?"

Rong Xin took advantage of the victory and pursued, "That's it. The main reason for the sect is that you don't believe it. You can still go to the Chengdong Temple to find the monk Ji Yuan. He can testify to this! I can't protect myself now, and I can't help the leader. I will inform the seniors when I find a solution!"

Rong Xin was about to take Feng Tingyun away, but Sheng Zun forcibly came over and grabbed his wrist, and the domineering spiritual power directly broke into Rong Xin's spiritual veins.

Today, Rong Xin was dizzy and vomited blood from the sound of the Zen clock, and the depression in his chest was directly twisted by the impacting spiritual power, like fleeing flames, the flames jumped left and right from his chest, and pierced into his internal organs .

Sheng Zun's cultivation base is at the same level as Xuan Ce's, but his spiritual power is completely different from Xuan Ce's gentle and gentle cultivation. The combination of Hunyuan Gong Qi and strength is fierce and powerful. Once he enters the spiritual vein, Rong Xin has nothing to parry force.

Soon, large beads of sweat seeped from his temples, he was trembling all over, his face turned white and red for a while, and his back was soon drenched with sweat.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Feng Tingyun wanted to stop Sheng Zun from continuing to probe his spiritual veins, "Stop! Stop!"

It's a pity that it was too late, Sheng Zun's spiritual energy went straight to Rong Xin's golden elixir, and before it reached the dantian, he was backlashed by a stronger and hotter air flow, forcing Sheng Zun to withdraw from Rong Xin's six veins, and was shocked Take a few steps back.

Looking at Rong Xin again, the air flow went straight to his chest cavity, the Yu Qi was so powerfully impacted, it hit his throat directly, and he coughed out mixed with black blood.

Feng Tingyun quickly sealed his acupoints, "Why didn't you tell me earlier that you suffered such a serious internal injury?"

Surprise, pain, and self-blame flashed across Feng Tingyun's obscure eyes.

After spitting out the Yu Qi, Rong Xin felt a lot more comfortable. The uncomfortable feeling in his chest disappeared, but his dantian was burning badly.But Rong Xin's face recovered a bit of blood, and he pulled the corner of his mouth at Feng Tingyun, "This is not an internal injury, it's congenital, it will be fine after I take it easy."

Feng Tingyun didn't say anything else, just wiped the black blood from the corner of his mouth, and pressed his whole body into his arms, but his hands did not move in an orderly manner.

Sheng Zun looked at his palms, then at the weak Rong Xin, his brows were sharp, his eyes were full of disbelief, "How could this be? It's only at the golden alchemy stage, why is the inner alchemy so burning?" Furious?"

Rong Xin said to Sheng Zun with an expression that seemed to be extremely regretful, but in fact, the corners of his eyes were flying, "Senior, I am sick. I am sick, and I can't practice double cultivation with you. When my illness is cured, I will come again, cough Cough, let's go find you again."

Looking for you big-headed ghost, until you have passed the seventh level of Hunyuan Gong, I will definitely not look for you, sir. From now on, I will see how far red is rolling.

Sheng Zun didn't speak, his slender white face was hazy with a faint mist, it seemed to be suspicious, or it seemed to be because of disappointment or something else, even the usually arrogant cinnabar red didn't seem so gorgeous.

The boat was still swaying slightly, the evening wind blew gently, and the river lanterns floated away in rows, not knowing where they were going.

It took Sheng Zun a long time to raise his eyes, "Why did I find your spiritual veins to be unobstructed last time, but this time there is a change?"

Rong Xin shook his head, "I don't know either. But the last time we met, it was only a few days after I had just formed the alchemy."

Maybe it was because Rong Xin had just put on a book at that time, and he didn't even know how to operate his spiritual power freely. Even though he often felt stagnant, he felt that there was nothing wrong with him. What went wrong.

Upon hearing this, Sheng Zun did not make any further moves. He looked at the willow trees on both sides of the river, and there were papers written with poems all over them. The small papers swayed violently in the wind, like rootless duckweed on the river. .

Rong Xin looked curiously along his line of sight, and found that the small note was cut squarely by an old scholar selling poetry, very much like the paper talisman commonly used by monks.

"This seat... Go back to Hongyi Valley, if I can find a solution, I will come to you."

Rong Xin said that he knew that this way was not working for him, so he wanted to find another way——Sheng Zun spent so much effort to find a person with a double yang body, Shuangxiu, and rescued him from Feng Zhi, and now he is Taking him to a private meeting was to listen to music. Although Rong Xin didn't want to admit it, Sheng Zun obviously spent a lot of time, and he must achieve his goal.

Now his purpose is going to be defeated, because Rong Xin's physique needs to absorb more aura. The dual cultivation is to complement each other, who would dare to bet half of their own cultivation?

Seeing Sheng Zun disappear into the thick night, Rong Xin heaved a sigh of relief.

"Junior Sister, can you explain now, how did you tear apart from the leader of Hongyi Valley?"

Listening carefully to this voice, one can still discern the gnashing of teeth and the eerieness in it. Rong Xin felt that the cold sweat on his back was blown by the night wind, and the hairs all over his body were about to stand on end again!

Rong Xin showed his bright white teeth, thinking quickly in his mind. On the one hand, Feng Tingyun asked him affectionately if he could become a Taoist couple, on the other hand, the sharp blade of Ling Yunjian suddenly unsheathed; on the other hand, he was about to explode. And the tragic reality of death, on the one hand, there is a strange and ambiguous wet kiss in the room...

In the end, the two scales on the left and right finally tilted a little bit towards Xiao Ming.

Rong Xin stroked his chest, panting exaggeratedly, like an old dog who had almost lost his life, "Well, brother, I'm dying, my chest hurts, let's go back first, okay?"

Seeing this, Feng Tingyun saw that his fierce look like a tiger and wolf was gradually suppressed, and his turbulent anger gradually subsided. He bit his lips, and his cold and handsome features were stained with unwillingness and resentment. It really looks like Mr. Yulang who was abandoned by the general inadvertently in "Wushan Rain"...

Rong Xin murmured in his heart several times, what is Mr. Yulang, Feng Tingyun was first a surviving immortal, and then turned into the villain of the black lotus who crushed the protagonist. He is a main character who can last more than 1000 chapters. The current world is not afraid If the villain is bad, it is afraid that the villain is bad and handsome. The protagonist is just his CP. The stalks of falling in love and killing each other can be played for a walk, and can make straight men cry and rotten women scream in minutes.

But, let alone, on the riverside in the west of the city, on the night of Zhongyuan, this immortal lord stared at him with gloomy face and lingering eyes. It was as if he had really become the general who was about to leave Mr. Yulang behind.

Rong Xin simply closed his eyes, and repeated the old trick, "Brother, don't look at me, I'm dizzy, if you look at me again, I'm going to really faint."

Seeing him like this, Feng Tingyun really closed his eyes, and wanted to help him onto his back, but Rong Xin quickly stopped him, "Don't carry it!"

It's not that Rong Xin has never carried someone's back before, if he could climb onto Feng Tingyun's back, Feng Tingyun would definitely know that he is a man of the same style as him!

All kinds of thoughts about having a showdown with him before, after being pressed down with the hammer by Monk Ji Yuan today, Rong Xin suddenly lost his courage.

On the one hand, he is really afraid that Feng Tingyun will remember him. The hatred from the villain is not something any supporting character can afford; on the other hand, there is a strange expectation in his heart. Haven't had time to think about it.

Feng Tingyun frowned, and soon relaxed, "It's okay if you don't memorize."

Before Rong Xin could breathe a sigh of relief, Feng Tingyun bent his legs slightly, put one arm around his back, and wrapped his other around his knees, lifting him up in the air.

Rong Xin petrified for a moment, and immediately began to twist in his firm embrace, "No! What are you doing!"

Feng Tingyun felt that the person in his arms was unbelievably warm, and his chest was still moving. He said in a hoarse voice, "Don't move, or we will fall into the river together."

Rong Xin didn't dare to move anymore.

Feng Tingyun nodded to the owner of the boat, Lord Idle, and Mr. Le Fang who had calmed down, signaling for them to leave. The Idle Lord was silent for a long time, unable to understand the entangled relationship between these three monks, and also suffering from not being able to After provoking the anger of these highly cultivated Buddhas, seeing that they finally stopped at this moment, they were naturally very relaxed, and raised their hands to say goodbye.

Only that Mr. Le Fang, lost his mind after Sheng Zun left, seemed very annoyed by his unsightly performance tonight, when Rong Xin and the others left, they just cupped their hands vaguely.

The moonlight was still fine, Feng Tingyun probably walked back to Rong's mansion step by step because he was holding Rong Xin in his arms, fearing that the two of them would be unstable with their swords.

The watchman knocked on the bamboo clapper to tell the time at night. Only then did Rong Xin realize that it was the hour of the day. Every household collected the sacrifices and removed the garlic. Because there were no pedestrians on the street, Rong Xin became thick-skinned, and he gradually got used to the closure. With steady steps, Ting Yun began to relax.

"Brother, didn't you say you want to go back to Bailing Villa?"

Although Feng Tingyun was holding him, her breath was steady and there was no pressure, but her tone was a little dignified, "Well, I received the pigeon today, and my grandmother is seriously ill."

"Ah, then why don't you leave?"

Feng Tingyun glanced at him in his arms, but didn't reply.

Rong Xin smiled awkwardly, it turned out that he was looking for me, ashamed and ashamed.

After a while, Rong Xin couldn't stand the long silence between the two, and said, "Senior Brother, have you heard of that "Wushan Rain"?"

Feng Tingyun shook his head.

Seeing his extremely dignified, refined and upright expression, Rong Xin couldn't help but smile foolishly, and said mysteriously, "Then you should go and listen to it when you have time."

Feng Tingyun seems to be in a good mood at the moment, at least the gloom and resentment from the first meeting are gone, "What is it? Xiaoqu?"

"Yeah, I only heard it tonight, and it really opened my eyes and sighed—" Rong Xin noticed that Feng Tingyun's arms seemed to be stiff as he hugged him, and there was a faint coldness Haunting, Rong Xin raised his eyes and saw that Feng Tingyun had changed into that expression of coldness with frost and snow on his eyebrows at some point.

Rong Xin felt that he seemed to have said something wrong, so he immediately changed his words, "It's no wonder! I hit a wall everywhere tonight. It's terrible. Fortunately, a senior brother came to look for me, otherwise I wouldn't be able to live!"

"is it?"

"Of course!" Rong Xin just patted his chest to reassure him, but he can't take pictures now, they are all in his arms, so let's be more peaceful.

The air conditioner was gone, but Rong Xin's desire to tease Feng Tingyun was also gone.

In a daze, he seemed to have fallen asleep in the cool and comfortable embrace. In the middle of the night, when he felt his mouth was so dry and wanted to get up from the bed to find some water to drink, someone stood in front of his bed without saying a word. .

Rong Xin was so frightened that he almost pulled out his long silk whip, and when he opened his eyes to see who was coming, he patted his chest, "Little brother? Why are you here?"

Ye Linran said in a faint voice, "Little sister, why did you leave Misty Peak without saying a word?"

The author has something to say: [Tucao bot] I am the leader's little note, I can't take it anymore, I have to complain today!That crazy man actually took me xxooggvv, I want to report him!Come on, quickly fork him away!

Author: That's right, because there are still scripts to go, please be patient, I will write you a side story, let you float in front of the cookies more, what do you think?

Small note (thinking, hesitating): Really?Is there a side story?A lot of scenes?Can it be red?How much ruthless nutrient solution?

Author (full of confidence): Really!have!a lot of!red!many!

months later.

[Tucao bot] I am the leader's little note, woo woo woo, I was cheated.