Into the Pirated Cultivation Text

in a dream.

The meditation wall of Misty Peak is not only engraved with the life stories of the Linxian Patriarch, but also the ancestral precepts of the Linxian Sect.

Rong Xin knelt in front of the wall and carefully looked at the admonition above, "Come and see here, hahaha, it's really interesting, the ancestor said, 'Hiding up other people's faults is to help their faults grow, self-destruction of merit, for It’s your own fault.’ It’s a mistake to hide the shortcomings of others, haha, the ancestor is really a temperamental person!”

Rong Xin finished laughing with his stomach in his hands, took a knife from his pocket, and carved a few words on the wall. When he walked in and took a look, they were all praise speeches, "The ancestor is an extraordinary husband", after he finished carving, his eyebrows and eyes were all It's romantic and pretty, "Come and see my masterpiece!"

The man between the teenager and the young man leaned over, and he put his head on Rong Xin's shoulder, "Rong'er writes well."

Rong Xin wrinkled his nose, "It's just a dog crawling! Don't get so close to me!"

Hearing the words, the man said something perfunctorily, but his hands were very irregular. He poked his lower back calmly and rubbed his head resting on his shoulders forward.

"I told you not to come!"

Rong Xin resisted and pushed him away, but his refusal was like a switch, releasing the beast from the cage.

Rong Xin tried to escape, but the man's arms were like iron tongs.

The man was no longer as obedient as before, showing fierceness on his face, he directly pressed him against the meditation wall, his legs crossed and fixed, he engulfed his lips, and kissed him, replacing all his breath, with a kind of rage and The scorching desire has no lower limit, and there is no resting moment.

It wasn't until the wet silver thread fell to his chin that the man hugged him tightly.

His eyes are so gentle, like light amber lake water, lingeringly imprinted on his forehead, eyebrows and nose; however, his hands brutally trampled on him, tearing, crushing, not even the slightest bit. There is no tenderness at all.

Too contradictory, too crazy.

Rong Xin struggled violently, but he was quickly defeated. He was anxious and angry, the tails of his eyes were red, and his lips parted slightly. He was panicked by the fierce methods of the man in front of him, but he did not refuse any more. , because he has no strength.

The man bit his water chestnut lip, and a faint smell of blood permeated the air. The deep red stained Rong Xin's lips, contrasting with the thin sweat on his nose and the powerlessness after being fiddled with, there was a kind of shocking feeling. beauty.

The man smiled in satisfaction, "It's not good to keep others' faults secret, but what if it's a joint fault?"

Feng Tingyun saw his face clearly in the misty illusion - it was still him, Ye Linran.

Feng Tingyun covered his heart, he had been haunted by strange dreams for the past few days, as soon as he settled down, his spiritual consciousness would be in chaos, and he had a vague feeling of being in a nightmare. It was cold and almost out of control several times.

The protagonists of the man in the dream are all Rong Xin without exception, sometimes on Dahong's couch, sometimes in front of the meditation wall of Misty Peak, and sometimes in the cave of Xiangshuiyuan, but these people used to be with Rong Xin In the scenes I stayed in, the person I was lingering with was always the junior brother...

Feng Tingyun lowered his eyes, covering the darkness in his eyes. He could feel the spiritual power in his body gradually check and balance with a chaotic and tumbling unknown air. The two merged, and he wanted to completely transform his body of the heavenly spirit. .

He once suspected that he could not control Ling Yunjian's chill, but now it seems that this is not the case.

Suddenly the five wonderful bells in his arms rang violently, Feng Tingyun stood up, picked up the Lingyun sword hesitantly, and walked towards the cellar.

The cellar of Bailing Mountain Villa.

In the dark underground, only the faint light of the torches remained. This is the place where demons are imprisoned. There are no utensils and disciples guarding them. There are only layers of seals to restrain and suppress demons.

It was very quiet, Ye Linran could even hear his own heartbeat.

He was counting, following his heartbeat, and when he counted to [-], it would be dawn, and after dawn, the next day would arrive.

He knew very well that this day would come sooner or later, and he didn't know what he was afraid of.

Suddenly, footsteps came from the silent space, someone came to the ground, Ye Linran sat in the formation and looked over, he was slightly taken aback, "Rong'er?"

The person who came took off his veil and showed a bright smile, his crooked eyes were full of smiles, "Little brother."

After Ye Linran was stunned, he stood up in surprise, "Rong'er, why are you here alone?"

"Can't I come?" Rong Xin took out the jade token from his arms, and slowly stepped into the restraint, "I'm here to look for you, Junior Brother."

Seeing him take out the jade token, Ye Linran looked puzzled, "Didn't the boss tell you what you are doing with the jade token? I won't be able to create this magic circle until the soldiers are refined."

Rong Xinyan asked softly, "Little brother, they don't believe you, I'm here to save you. Do you feel wronged here alone?"

Hearing what he said, Ye Linran looked a little sad and lonely, "I'm not wronged. It's just that I may not be able to participate in your big gift tomorrow."

Rong Xin took the first two steps into the Fayin, only half a step away from Ye Linran, "Little brother, tomorrow's big gift, do you really want to see it?"

Ye Linran turned sideways and kept a distance from him, "Why does Rong'er ask such a question?"

Rong Xin smiled sweetly, her rouge-colored thin lips seemed seductive and seductive in the basement where the will-o'-the-wisps hung low, "Tomorrow's big ceremony can't be held."

Ye Linran was slightly stunned, "Why?"

"I won't form a Taoist couple with Senior Brother Feng. Junior Brother, don't you understand my intentions?" Rong Xin leaned against Ye Linran's side, and the surrounding scene seemed not so real. In the dense space, the whispers of the two seem to be close to the ears.

"...What is it?" Ye Linran's eyes gradually drifted away.

Rong Xin walked around Ye Linran's thin waist, "Junior brother, look at me."

When Ye Linran heard this, he really focused his eyes on his face.

"My senior brother and I formed a Taoist couple to draw out the extreme yang energy. As long as I have that private soldier, I can help me solve my troubles. Junior brother, you must help me."

"Help you?" Ye Linran's eyes remained motionless, as if they were sucked in by Rong Xin's eyes.

"Yes, steal private soldiers for me, and then we can live together."

"Private soldier...?" Ye Linran repeated what he said.

"Yes, junior brother, go, I'll wait for you here."

As soon as his words fell, there was a sudden sound of a bell in the dark cellar. The sound was clear and sweet, and Ye Linran's erratic complexion suddenly condensed.

"Wu Miaoling?" "Rong Xin", who was still smiling gently, suddenly froze, and quickly pushed Ye Linran away.

It's a pity that it was too late, a gust of wind blade smashed open under his feet, Feng Tingyun walked down from the steps, holding the Lingyun sword tightly in his hand.

"Lingyun-jun? You..."

Ye Linran summoned Yu Jian, and Lei Huo was incarnated, and hit "Rong Xin" on the ground. Suddenly, "Rong Xin" finally revealed his true colors. It was Huang Yingying who said earlier that he would refine the evil knife with luosha stone.

"You set up a trick to lure me to show up?" Huang Yingying said in disbelief.

Ye Linran looked solemn, "I heard that the charm technique of the fox family has been lost for a long time, but I didn't expect to be able to use it on me today."

"Hmph, Linxianzong's Wumiaoling really has the effect of clearing the heart and clarifying the mind. It's also my fault that I am not good at learning, and I can't use charm to restrain you." Huang Yingying said unwillingly.

Ye Linran moved his sword closer, "Say, who ordered you to sneak into Bailing Villa to steal private soldiers? After taking private soldiers, what are you going to do?"

Huang Yingying gritted her teeth and remained silent.

Feng Tingyun was about to go and tie her up with fairy ropes, so Rong Fang led a large group of people to rush in, seeing this scene, shouted, "It really is you!"

Huang Yingying still did not speak.

"This magic circle... this magic circle is wrong!" After everyone arrived in the cellar, they used night pearls to illuminate it, and the old boss had sharp eyes and found that the magic circle on the ground had changed its pattern at some point, "Why is it different from the one in the daytime? "

Rong Fang also noticed, "This is not the original evil-suppressing magic circle, but a magic-attracting circle."

"Demon attracting array?" The disciples were puzzled, "Why did you draw the demon attracting array in the cellar? The evils from 300 years ago have been converted, and there is no suppression of any monsters here!"

Feng Tingyun said coldly, "Ask her."

Rong Fang frowned, "Girl, even though you don't know why you are a fox clan, why you draw the demon formation here, if the cultivation world is not peaceful, the fox clan will not be much better off, so it's better not to trouble yourself."

Huang Yingying listened, but smiled and said, "City Master Rong really likes to talk sarcastic, so where is the current fox family going?"

The old chief was dissatisfied, "This is the Northland, and it's not a territory. Why do you let you make trouble?"

Huang Yingying seemed to have heard some joke, "Northern land? The northern land was the homeland of our fox clan 300 years ago. If it wasn't for the battle under the mirror that year, when the monks were enlightened by real immortals, why would there be four major sects? It’s a big joke to say that people are doing bad things in their homeland, but they have ruined other people’s fortunes!”

The old chief's beard was about to blow, "It's unreasonable. In the 300 years since the founding of Bailing Mountain Villa, I have never heard such absurd theory. The human race is the master of heaven and earth. How can it be a beast's turn to speak wildly here?"

"Yeah, the monsters have already returned to the territory of Chiyan, what are they doing here in the north?"

"Could it be that the monsters from the border have flooded into the Northland recently to take back the Northland?"

Huang Yingying stood up supportively, "What are you guys arguing with me, a little girl? Anyway, I am in your hands now, and everything you say is wrong. Forget it, you will regret it one day."

Ye Linran still didn't put down his sword, "What exactly is the demon array going to do? Why do you want me to steal soldiers here? What kind of demons are you trying to lure into your weapon?"

Facing Ye Linran's repeated questions, Huang Yingying remained silent.

"You're so stubborn! Why don't you call Master Xiqing over and burn her with vajra fire for three days and three nights, so you won't be afraid that she won't be able to speak!"

"That's right! Ye Xiaoyou, take her back to Linxianzong. Such a poisonous woman, I'm afraid she won't reveal her purpose easily."

Rong Fang shook his head, "Master Xi Qing may not be able to get away because of something. He encountered trouble in Jialeng Monastery, so I called Rong'er to help."

Feng Tingyun turned his head, "Master Rong said that Rong'er went to Jialeng Temple?"

Rong Fang hesitated apologetically, "Speaking of which, it was two hours ago. I received a letter from Master Jiyuan, saying that Yin Gu was not on Fudou, so Master Xi Qing wanted to save the disaster." Dou, Rong Xin... Don't worry about Master Xiqing, I'm going to help you."

Rong Fang didn't tell the story of Rong You in public, but left him a way out.

Feng Tingyun's brows twisted, "Isn't Yin Gu on Huo Dou? Are you sure about this?"

Huang Yingying raised her eyes slowly, poisonous juice was quenched from her eyes, almost dripping out.

Rong Fang nodded heavily, "Yes." Everyone was speechless for a moment, and it took a long time before they spoke humanely, "The thousand-year-old demon has escaped, what should we do in the future...?"

"Is the cultivation world really doomed? Why is it at this time? Soldiers are born, demons flee, and the sky is full of disasters!"

Even Ye Linran asked, "Where is the Yin Valley now?"

The old master replied: "Yin Valley is nourished by Yin Qi. It has been silent for thousands of years in the sounding water abyss and has not yet been cultivated into a real body. If it wants to cultivate into a god and demon, it will take a lot of effort. The first thing is to find a container... ..."

"container?"

Rong Fang also said, "Yes, for evil weapons, the more evil the better, the more hostile the better, or find a body that can be used as a furnace, and if you add other detrimental methods, maybe ordinary magic weapons and monks will not be able to use it." It can be a container."

Ye Linran nodded.

But at this moment, Feng Tingyun turned the wind blade in front of Huanghu's eyes, and said coldly, "Your magic-attracting formation is to attract Yin Gu to attach to the soldiers?"

It was only at this moment that the crowd came to their senses, breaking out in cold sweat, "If the evil sword is used as a container, wouldn't this magic-attracting formation be able to work? When the time comes when the dark valley is attached to the blade, wouldn't it be a catastrophe?! It's extremely vicious!"

Rong Fang said in a deep voice, "The soldiers must be transferred as soon as possible, otherwise a catastrophe will come."

"It's too late... It's too late..." Huang Yingying's voice sounded, and she looked gloomy in the cellar, "Your precious son has already been planted with a magic bone by me. If he doesn't go to Yingu, Yingu won't." will find him..."

Rong Fang froze on the spot, "Demonic Bone..."

Huang Yingying's voice was so vicious that it was disgusting, "This demon-attracting array is prepared for him. Even if there is no evil knife as a container, he will not escape the fate of the host!"

As soon as her words fell, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, "What kind of enmity do you have with him, that you want to harm him to such an extent?"

"Harm him? No. Rong Xianjun himself said, 'Doing bad things is not necessarily because of grievances, but also may block someone's way, or just need this chess piece.' I just need a body with two yangs It’s just a container, he just meets this condition, I have no grudges against him, no grudges—oh, it’s not right to say no grudges, after all, who of you cares for him like a flower in a greenhouse? I just let him grow hard That’s all, maybe he’ll thank me—”

A wind blade drew a deep bloodstain on the yellow fox's face.

Feng Tingyun's hand holding the sword was almost trembling, and his eyes were filled with blood. If you look carefully, how does this look like Ling Yunjun, who was once a heavenly man?

"You actually planted a demon bone on him?" Everyone had never heard Feng Tingyun speak in such an evil and cold tone.

Huang Yingying raised her face to look at him, the bloodstains on her face were profuse, "Yes, Mr. Lingyun, are you very angry? He has no cultivation base now, if you go a step late, you might not be able to see him."

"Ha. How pathetic."