How to win the male god

The algae in Qionglin are reflected, and the green trees are sparse and beautiful.

The nine-story pavilion is surrounded by clouds and mist. The woman is dressed in white, half leaning on the railing, with black black hair flowing down, her figure is ethereal, and her eyes are far away.

Squeak, squeak...

It seemed that someone was stepping up the wooden ladder, and the woman's eyes kept falling on the Qionglin Bishu in the distance, as if she was obsessed with it.

The visitor was dressed in a black costume, his black hair was tied up with a white jade belt, his face was handsome, and his figure was tall and straight.

The man glanced at the fairy-like woman, found a chair and sat down casually, raised his head to look at the jade roof, and began to be dazed.

After a long time, the woman turned around slowly, her face was cold, she looked at the person on the chair, and tenderness flashed in her eyes, and she called softly: "My son."

Bi Jing's rather loose eyes fell on the woman.

"All things generate and restrain each other, each of the three thousand paths of cultivation should have a way to break it." Bi Jing said.

"Three thousand ways are all based on the way of heaven, if you break the way, you are going against the sky." Feng Xu said.

"How to break the ruthless way?" Bi Jing asked.

Feng Xu frowned slightly, a worry was added to that cold face: "Unbreakable."

Bi Jing sneered: "Why can't it be broken?"

"Love is a catastrophe. The heavier the emotion, the more powerful the sky thunder. If it is too late, emotion can easily hinder the immortal way, so this ruthless way is the best way above the three thousand ways of cultivation."

"Isn't it the way to go up the road? Can't it be broken?" Bi Jing asked.

Feng Xu sighed: "My son, why are you so persistent."

Bi Jing stood up, walked to the railing, and looked at the vast sea of ​​clouds in the distance: "In the blink of an eye, a thousand years have passed, but I have seen you less than ten times."

A look of sadness flashed across Taoist Fengxu's face, looking at the mature and stalwart man in front of her, she suddenly remembered that many years ago, that little boy who was only as tall as his knees, just looked at her from a distance, with no expression on his little face.

At that time, there was only a trace of melancholy, but I didn't know that the family relationship between mother and child would eventually become a catastrophe.

But her parents and children have already caught her weakness.

She will rely on him in everything.

"Break the alchemy and rebirth. The alchemy is the foundation of a cultivator. If the alchemy is broken and the bones are broken, you may not be able to step into the door of cultivation before your life is over. Those who break the alchemy are no different from ordinary people."

When he knew that the man practiced the way of unfeeling and never had any love for him again, he thought about breaking the pill.

When he looked at his hands, he vaguely felt that there was blood in them.That person's inner alchemy fell into his hands back then, if he breaks it a second time...

"So don't break the pill." Bi Jing said.

"So breaking the core and rebirth is the next best thing to do."

"What is the best policy?" Bi Jing asked.

"The bottomless valley in the east of the East China Sea is the Guixu of the East China Sea. One of the mountains is called Daiyu. The treasure of the world. This flower is the spirit of the mountain, if the flower goes away, Dai and the mountain will be turned into ruins." Feng Xu said.

"Fuyaohua is the art of breaking the way?" Bi Jing asked.

"Take the Fuyao flower in full bloom and nourish it with your heart's blood for a hundred years, and you will be able to break the way of unfeeling. This is the only way in the world to break the way. After breaking the way, you can switch to other ways, and the cultivation level is still there." Taoist Fengxu said humanely.

Hearing these words, Bi Jing felt that there was another incident in that desperate situation, and hope suddenly arose in his muddled heart.

"Although the Fuyao flower does not bloom, it only blooms once every 500 years, but now it is still in bud, and it will not bloom until a hundred years later. In the East China Sea, if the Dai and the mountains are destroyed, no matter how high the cultivation level is, it may be buried at the bottom of the East Sea. Therefore, Fuyao Although flowers are rare treasures, no one dares to take them."

Bi Jing thought for a long time, and finally said: "Very good."

"My son, don't break people's way of cultivating Tao at will. If you are not careful, you may break people's celestial relationship. So this is not a good strategy."

Bi Jing just pursed his lips and looked into the distance, as if he didn't hear Taoist Feng Xu's words.

break?

Not broken?

"Everything in the world has a cause and an effect. Wuqing Dao is most afraid of being favored by others. If there is a lot of favor, it will be a catastrophe when it finally ascends."

Bi Jing suddenly turned around and glanced at Taoist Feng Xu.

Taoist Fengxu sighed, only by guarding her parents and children to ascend to immortality, will her calamity be over.And she won't stop him from doing anything he wants to do.

"If I become his robbery..."

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Wan Yaozong.

Spiritual roots and spiritual veins are born in nature. Cultivators have spiritual veins from birth, and cultivation can only be done by opening the veins.And only those who have turned from Dao to Demon need to re-open their veins.

Genuine Qi is stored in the dantian, and the mundane Qi in the tendons and veins is washed away with the true Qi, penetrating the bone and penetrating the marrow, reborn.Taoism exists in the heart, but it is the method of cultivating spiritual consciousness.

Exercise your body and soul, and finally you will be able to ascend.

Lezhi's ruthless way is a kind of soul refining technique, the soul and body are inseparable, the stronger the consciousness, the faster the cultivation.

The speed of forming alchemy for a hundred years is really not fast, and Lezhi has been thinking about the art of combining alchemy and Tao in his heart.

Now he only knows the name, he doesn't know the law at all, and he doesn't know when he will be able to comprehend it.

Lezhi felt a moment of reminiscence among the seven-color stones, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his dantian.

When Le Zhi came back to his senses, he realized that he had thought again.

Wuqingdao is most afraid of obsession, if he becomes obsessed with the art of self-cultivation, it will be a catastrophe.

Le Zhi calmed down this thought, and left the secret realm of the seven-color stone.

"Hey, where did you go?"

When a female voice sounded, Le Zhi was startled, and saw a woman standing in the corner, wearing a pale pink gauze dress, with bright eyes like water, but her feet were bare, and a string of bells hung under her feet, making a sound every time she walked.

"I've thought about it these past few days. I don't have any aunts." Le Zhi said with a dull face.

The woman suddenly let out a series of laughter like silver bells: "It is enough for me to treat you as my grandson!"

Lezhi: "..."

"You haven't told me where you just went?"

The woman suddenly approached Lezhi, and Lezhi frowned when she smelled the scent of orchids.

Lezhi stretched out his index finger to poke the woman's forehead, not letting her get any closer.

"It's disgusting!" The woman poked Lezhi's chest and whimpered.

Le Zhi: "..." Le Zhi quickly withdrew his hand and took a few steps back.

"Who are you?" Lezhi asked.

"Your aunt is the famous Ji Ruo, have you heard?" the woman said angrily.

Happy to shake his head.

Ji Ruo's originally expressive face flashed a sluggish look: "Lezhi, you haven't heard my name..."

Lezhi could hear the sadness in it, but felt it was very strange, he had never heard of this name.

"It's getting dark, Miss Ji is a daughter, it's really inappropriate to stay in the men's room." Le Zhi chased away the guests.

Ji Ruo suddenly jumped up and hooked Le Zhi's neck: "Look, there are few stars in this month. It's the most suitable for the moon and the moon. My aunt will take you to see something."

Ji Ruo took Lezhi out, but Lezhi couldn't break free at all. This girl's cultivation was higher than his.

Le Zhi followed Ji Ruo and indeed saw a lot.

Fish that fly in the sky, birds that swim in the water.

Bi Fangniao followed behind them, also eager to try.

Ji Ruo glanced at Bi Fangniao, and threw a talisman on it, and Bi Fangniao fell to the ground suddenly, slithering around like a snake.

Lezhi: "..."

"Is it fun?" Ji Ruo asked Le Zhi.

Le Zhi's long-unturned head had a flash of inspiration, and said quietly: "Are you trying to please me?"

Ji Ruo touched Lezhi's head, but didn't speak.

Le Zhi: "..." Why does he always feel weird.

Ji Ruo took Lezhi to the cliff again.

The moon was like a disc, with a faint halo, Le Zhi was suddenly taken aback, this place was very familiar.

"The crescent moon is like a hook, so it's a different scene."

"Jingmei... people are more beautiful..." the voice was squinting.

"These words are also true, and Zhi'er of this seat is naturally an unparalleled beauty in this world!"

"Nonsense, the demon lord Bi Jing is the peerless figure."

With the light of the moonlight, Le Zhi looked vaguely at the two people sitting on the stone wall, one leaning on the other's arms, as if they had merged into one.

The sound of laughter was so close that it seemed to ring in my ears.

Although those memories have gradually faded away, there are some things that I thought I had forgotten, but they are engraved in my bones.

A hundred years ago, he and Bi Jing fell in love with this place, looking at the vast sea of ​​clouds and the moon beyond the sky, and talking about the romantic things.

He nestled in Bi Jing's arms, the man looked into the distance, but he looked at the handsome profile of the man.

The man would occasionally lower his head to steal a kiss, but Le Zhi would just pounce on him and pin him down.

The wind and the moon are boundless.

Recovering from the joy, Ji Ruo walked forward a certain distance with his sleeves pulled, and then went over there.

Ji Ruo sat down on the ground, afraid to pat the seat beside her: "Lezhi, come and sit down."

Le Zhi came back to his senses, sat next to Ji Ruo, and looked at Ji Ruo with a deep expression: "Who are you?"

"I'm……"

"Old scene, why do you remind me of the past?" Le Zhi continued to ask.

Ji Ruo put his hands behind his head and fell down: "You really don't know who I am?"

"At least not my aunt."

"Haha! You're so funny!" Ji Ruo laughed loudly, "Lezhi, what do you think is love in this world?"

"I'm ecstatic, but also heartbroken."

"I'm ecstatic... my heart is broken...why do you want me to be heartbroken?" Ji Ruo muttered in a low voice.

The voice was too low and quickly dissipated in the wind, Lezhi didn't hear it.

Ji Ruo clings to Lezhi almost all the time, if it wasn't for Lezhi kicking her out every night, she would almost share the same bed with Lezhi.

Le Zhi looked at the Dan book, and Ji Ruo leaned close to him, playing on his own.

So many days later, when Bi Jing came back, he couldn't wait to push the door open and saw the two leaning together, both of them were handsome, they were really a pair of jade.

With a "bang", the door fell directly to the ground.

Le Zhi looked up, and saw Bi Jing standing at the door, his face was haggard, but very dark.

Bi Jing looked at Ji Ruo, with a chill in his eyes.

Ji Ruo put his head on Lezhi's body and stretched his waist: "So it's Lord Demon Lord!"