love yourself again

In the past few days Ling Junwu has been a little irritable, not only because his cultivation has stagnated at the tenth level of Qi training, but also the vague dream some time ago made him afraid and wanted to tear off the veil to find out.

"Jun Wu, you and I have been together for fifty years!"

"Yes, brother, I..."

Ling Huisheng smiled slightly, looking softly at this person who had the same face as himself, who was already as tall as him standing beside him, remembering that he was thin and small back then, if he hadn't seen that immature face again, he would have It's about to disappear in my memory.

"My brother gave you something today, which may save your life at a critical moment."

Numerous purple flames shot out from Ling Huisheng's body, condensing into a lavender phoenix in the air, circling gracefully and noblely in the hall, Ling Junwu was startled by the powerful coercion, and the breath in his body was instantly chaotic and uncontrollable. His legs softened and he knelt on the ground.

"Brother, this is?"

"Purple Nether Fire, a thing from the devil world." Ling Junwu looked at the flying phoenix with a complex expression, and stretched out his white palm like jade. A few feathers fell from the phoenix's body, and the feathers that turned into flames fell on the palm again. In the sky, "You have to cultivate this flame carefully. If you can cultivate a shape, it will be a great help."

"Thank you brother!" I reached out to take the small flame, I didn't expect that the spiritual power would fly towards him uncontrollably just after touching the flame, and felt the burning pain before touching the body .

"Heh! This thing is very powerful, you must control it carefully, try again."

Ling Junwu unleashed his strongest spiritual power, enveloping the flame in an instant, the flame crashed randomly within the barrier of spiritual power, and managed to control it after a stalemate with the flame for several hours, but I dare not put it in my body, if I am not careful, I am afraid that there will be no ashes left.

He looked up at the lavender phoenix that was still flying around, and tilted his head to look into those deep eyes: "Brother, does this phoenix have intelligence?"

"Of course not. If such a terrifying thing had given birth to wisdom and had already devoured me, how could I have survived to this day?"

"Oh!"

"Jun Wu, why do I always feel that your mood is not right these days? Could it be that this place is too boring and you are tired of staying?"

"No, no, it's fine here..."

"Brother didn't blame you." Patted the person who was feeling a little down, "Brother will take you out to have a look when your cultivation reaches the foundation building stage. Take a good rest tonight, you haven't slept for a long time! People don't need to rest at sunset like ordinary people, but your cultivation level is not high after all, you have to use sleep to recuperate your irreparable spiritual power."

"Thank you brother for your concern, Jun Wu understands."

Ling Huisheng looked at the back of going away, and touched his face through the veil: "I don't know how we will get along with you in the future. It must be good if we can maintain the current state forever. But, when one day you know that I am When you were there, what kind of reaction should you have? Heh! Sure enough, I am also the person who doesn't understand myself the least."

Ling Junwu lay on the bed and closed his eyes like a mortal, recalling those eyes he had never understood before, guessing what kind of face was behind the veil, and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

"Brother!" Pushing open the door, he saw the familiar layout in the room, but his body seemed to have no weight, and the feeling of not being completely under his control was really bad, so he closed the door behind his back and walked towards the inside.Unsurprisingly, after experiencing the once-in-ten-year power riot, his brother was lying weakly on the bed again, and his peaceful appearance was really joyful.

"What are you here for?"

Listening to this somewhat ethereal voice, Ling Junwu slowly approached the person who showed an unhappy expression, with a somewhat smug smile on his face: "Brother is not feeling well, Junwu is here to take care of you."

"No, you go out."

Kneeling down and looking at this powerful man lying there, frowning but unable to resist, he stretched out his hand frivolously across that face: "I don't know what the face under the veil of brother looks like, Jun Wu I'm really curious! Brother, you talk, why don't you talk to me?"

"Do you want to make trouble?"

"Haha! What did my brother say? How dare Jun Wu offend my brother? I just want to see how my brother looks!"

Ling Huisheng on the bed seemed to resign himself to his fate and closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly, feeling inexplicably fragile.

Leaning down and kissing her tightly closed eyes, the eyelids suddenly felt wet and hot, trembling for a while but did not open.

"Brother, why can't you take off this veil? Why don't you look at me? Brother, don't you want to see me? I'm so obedient..." One hand lifted the quilt, revealing a slender body, dressed only in obscene clothes. Neatly wrapped around the body.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he glanced at the tightly closed eyes, and slowly loosened his clothes, revealing his lean chest and waist. His skin and bones have been tempered, harder than jade. Flesh and blood can resist powerful forces, and it feels fascinating to the touch.

Looking at the large piece of naked skin in front of her eyes, she lowered her head and kissed it, grabbed the wrists of the two hands that wanted to push back and pressed them to the sides of her body, pressed her whole body up to her neck, nibbled on it, and took it in one bite. He bit the small earlobe lightly with his teeth, and licked it with his tongue a few times, causing the body under him to tremble.

"It seems that my brother likes it very much."

"Get off, or..."

"Otherwise what?" The mouth was blocked through the veil, and all the rest of the words were blocked inside without missing a single word, "Brother hasn't taught me the ways of the world yet, why don't you teach me today?"

"If you want to learn from my brother to teach you, it's just that people's ways of the world can't be taught like this."

"Then what should I do?" A hand that slowly moved down grabbed the trousers and pulled them down, "Brother, why don't you tell me the personnel affairs first, how about it? You must know that I have grown up a long time ago, and my brother can't be so stingy. Don't tell me about trivial things."

"You bastard, stop it!"

The delicate kiss fell on the irresistible body, and the movements gradually became tougher, and the lower part of the body rubbed vigorously, the exposed part of the face was stained with a little blush, which looked very emotional.

Just when he was about to become more presumptuous, a strong force suddenly appeared and knocked him to the ground. Ling Junwu fell to the ground and stared blankly at Ling Huisheng on the bed. His upper body was exposed, and his trousers were half removed and hung on the bend of his legs. The imposing aura of his body did not lose the slightest bit, and this appearance fascinated him even more, those eyes looked at him coldly.

How is this going?

"Ling Junwu, you are so brave. How dare you have such unreasonable thoughts about me. See if I don't kill you, a troublemaker today!"

A phoenix rushed out of Ling Huisheng's body and rushed towards him. His body was imprisoned and he couldn't move. He stared wide-eyed at the imminent death: "Brother, spare me!"

"Ah!" The person lying on the bed sat up with an exclamation, and breathed heavily with his mouth open, as if he hadn't woken up from his dream. After a while, his breath gradually stabilized, and he wiped the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead. Only then did I notice that my body was different from usual.

There was pain in the lower abdomen, and I really wanted to vent it desperately. I leaned back on the back of the bed, separated my legs slightly, closed my eyes, thought about my majestic and inviolable brother, and the scene in my dream. under.

After groaning, he lay there motionless, looked at the white liquid on his hands, and smiled with fascination: "Brother, one day you will be mine!"

The boring practice day after day, year after year, a hundred years passed unknowingly. Under Ling Huisheng's teaching, Ling Junwu has already cultivated to the twelfth level of Dzogchen during the Qi training period.

With his brother's instructions, Ling Junwu tried his best to condense and compress his spiritual power during the Qi training period, until now he could no longer suppress it, and had to build a foundation.

Thunderclouds rolled in the sky, and the wind and snow raged all around. The snowflakes in the sky hovered around Ling Junwu's body at high speed. The fragile snowflakes became as sharp as blades, leaving a trace across the air.

The spiritual energy from all around frantically gathered towards one place, and the color of the sky and the earth changed. Ling Junwu quickly cast spells, combing the violent spiritual energy into his body.

A purple flame wandered in the wind and snow, within an inch of Ling Junwu's body, as if guarding his master, this flame already had a phantom in the shape of a bird.

Suddenly, the surrounding air seemed to be stagnant, even the dancing snowflakes were still, the thick spiritual power wrapped around Ling Junwu's body, compressed until finally a qualitative change occurred, drops of liquid spiritual power appeared in the body, and the whole body was filled with With infinite power, there is a sense of arrogance that looks down on the world and is the only one.

Keep your mind and feel this powerful feeling, and you will break free from this state where the world is crawling under your feet. If you get lost in this power, you will leave hidden dangers of inner demons, and even worse, you will be intoxicated in it forever , went mad and died.

"Congratulations to Jun Wu for successfully building his foundation!"

"Brother!" Looking at the person who suddenly appeared beside him in surprise, a flame appeared from the palm of his hand, "Look, brother, it already has a phantom, but it's a pity that it's far worse than brother's."

"Very good, Jun Wu is doing very well."

After being praised by his brother, a smile bloomed on his face instantly.

"Today, if you successfully build a foundation, I will give you a few magic weapons, which can also increase your strength."

Ling Huisheng flipped his palm and took out a bead from the storage bracelet. The surface looked like white jade, but there was mist flowing inside, which looked amazing.

"This is the Bead of Bewilderment, which can confuse the mind, but it is of a low level, and it is only a medium-sized treasure. Of course, if it is used well, monks under the middle stage of foundation establishment will be recruited."

He took the beads and played with them in his hands: "Brother really understands my thoughts, Jun Wu likes this thing very much."

There are five grades of magical weapons for cultivators, from the lowest to the highest grades: magic weapon, treasure weapon, spiritual weapon, immortal weapon and divine weapon. Each level is divided into upper, middle and lower grades, which have not yet appeared in this world. Divine Artifacts, as for Immortal Artifacts, I have only heard that incomplete Immortal Artifacts appeared in the world, and a few of them were collected by the Martial Arts and those powerful people.

However, the level of the magic weapon is not the criterion for determining the strength of a cultivator. Moreover, if a person with a low level of cultivation holds a magic weapon that is much higher than his own strength, in addition to being coveted by others, using such a magic weapon is extremely easy to be backlashed.