Sacrifice

Pu Ye hurriedly left the courtyard of Yaowang Pavilion.

Looking at his back, Xianghe hesitated for a moment, but still didn't speak again.

Taoist Qingwei looked at Xianghe with a half-smile, "Why, don't you worry?"

He walked up to Xianghe and patted Taoist Qing on the shoulder, "Don't worry, my idea sounds terrible, but the recovery speed is absolutely fast, and there are no side effects, it's just that the advancement speed is a bit slower."

"It doesn't matter if it's slower." Xianghe sighed, "Uncle Master's advancement speed is very fast. It is said that during the Qi refining period, his cultivation has been suppressed, which led to the rapid growth of his cultivation after entering the foundation establishment period. The abbot has been worried about this. .”

"But why does this method of yours sound so weird?" Xiang He thought thoughtfully, "It seems...it's a method of cultivating magic?"

"Ah? Did you hear that?" Taoist Qingwei shrugged, "This is a technique used by a monk who cultivates demons to raise blood worms. He exchanged it with me for green spirit pills. After reading it, I think this technique has been slightly modified. It can be used to help the spiritual pet recover, but if the spiritual pet has not been tamed, the backlash will be serious."

He smiled and said, "However, I think that with the means of your Wuyin Temple, you should have converted to a mere bloodthirsty vine~"

Xianghe glared at Taoist Qingwei, and then laughed again.

"Master Puye is innocent and kind, with a heart of a child, using this exercise may have miraculous effects."

"I think so too." Daoist Qingwei grinned, making people want to beat him up.

Bo Ye hurried back to Tingtao Tower and directly announced that he was going to retreat.

After discussing with Xiangwu, Xiangruo and Xiangwu decided to take turns to protect Boye in the next few days, just in case.

Pu Ye closed the door, took out the small flowerpot, solemnly put the small flowerpot in front of her eyes, looked at the wilting little red vine in the flowerpot, took a deep breath, then bit her finger, took out the talisman paper, and spread it on top. After removing a layer of soil from the flowerpot, he took out a five-element stone of wood attribute and put it aside, and then began to draw the formation.

Taoist Qingwei provided a method called blood refinement, using essence and blood as the medium to refine Teng Xiaohong into an existence similar to a clone, with the fusion of spirit and consciousness, Teng Xiaohong can grow in the body of the bodhisattva, and the bodhisattva is in the body. During cultivation, she will also take the initiative to warm and nourish Teng Xiaohong, but Teng Xiaohong has no way to give Boye the slightest help before recovering.

——That's why Taoist Qingwei asked him if he would like to be the stove.

Bo Ye doesn't need Teng Xiaohong's help. It took Xiangruo and others more than a hundred years to cultivate to the golden core stage. Now he has reached the foundation at the age of 14, and he doesn't worry about the future advancement at all, but Teng Xiaohong does Different, if it is basically impossible to recover at this moment, it will become extremely difficult to advance.

The advanced level of the monster clan is similar to that of the monks. The fourth level is the foundation building, the seventh level is the golden core, and the tenth level is the nascent soul. Teng Xiaohong is a relatively ordinary bloodthirsty vine, but suddenly mutated at the third level , the root bones are starting to be extraordinary, if the foundation is greatly damaged because of helping him, and the future cultivation will be difficult, then the Bodhisattva will die of guilt.

——As for Teng Xiaohong's diary that he had read... Pu Ye said, has he read that thing?He has long forgotten!

The small and thin branches and leaves curled up next to the rhizomes, and Teng Xiaohong did not look good. If it was illegal, he would probably be dead by now.

Putting Teng Xiaohong in the center of the talisman paper, the bodhisattva took a deep breath, and his fingers bloomed like lotus flowers. It took a quarter of an hour to type out a series of complicated spells. On Xiaohong's body, the surface of the red rattan gradually seemed to be melting, sticky like water. When the last formula was played, Bo Ye was sweating profusely, "Shut up!!"

Immediately a blood-colored talisman appeared on Teng Xiaohong's body surface, and in the next second, the rune under Teng Xiaohong's body suddenly disappeared, and the Five Elements Stone was also reduced to ashes, leaving only gray soil without aura.

Bo Ye closed his eyes, and only felt that in the golden sea of ​​consciousness, there were vine tentacles wrapped around the buds of the golden lotus that had not yet bloomed, as if they were parasitic, and looked strange and strange.

Bo Ye frowned slightly, and the golden lotus in the sea of ​​consciousness twisted, the red tentacles seemed to be catching prey, and the entanglement became tighter, maybe it was an illusion, Bo Ye even felt a little difficult to breathe.

At this moment, a long, looming black shadow slowly surrounded the golden lotus bud, and the red tentacles immediately relaxed a little, as if frightened, and the bodhisattva suddenly felt much more comfortable.

Taking a closer look, the black shadow is the scroll of the river map.

Bo Ye pondered for a while, and the spiritual power in his body rolled up in the sea of ​​consciousness like a snake, provocatively attracting the red vine to leave the flower bud hesitantly, and at the same time, a bright red blood essence was mixed in the spiritual power like silk and thread, The red vine immediately seemed to see a fishy cat, and swished out from the golden buds, rushing straight at the spiritual power.

The corners of Bo Ye's mouth twitched, I was afraid that you would not come~

I have been with Teng Xiaohong for more than ten years, and Puye knows Xiaohong too well.

Ruo Teng Xiaohong is sober at the moment, maybe facing his temptation, Xiaohong will endure it, because Xiaohong doesn't want to hurt him =V=

But now Xiaohong's consciousness has long been dormant, and her instinct has taken the upper hand. The attraction of Puye's blood essence to him is incomparable. Therefore, as soon as this drop of blood essence came out and showed her face, Teng Xiaohong unconsciously let go. The golden flower buds opened and followed.

Cautiously using spiritual power and blood essence to lure Teng Xiaohong, Pu Ye held her breath and concentrated all the way to Dantian Zifu.

Because the foundation has not yet been established, the purple mansion is full of golden viscous spiritual power at this moment. Teng Xiaohong rushed into this huge spiritual power, reflexively swallowing the essence and blood together.

Pu Ye laughed, this naughty Teng Xiaohong! !

At any rate, he has devoted himself to cultivating for ten years, and his spiritual power is huge and thick, which is not something the current Teng Xiaohong can swallow!

When the heart moves, all laws are born, and the spiritual power in the Zifu in the body flows slowly, imitating the talismans on the scroll of the river map, gradually forming three-dimensional space star points, and the golden spiritual power turns into stars. The mysterious way was running slowly, and in the middle was the exhausted Teng Xiaohong.

At this moment, Teng Xiaohong has turned into its original appearance, with a main trunk, two sword leaves, and a strand of tentacles, crystal clear, with a faint purple luster exuding around it, but strangely with a trace of Buddha's light, the breath is serene and calm.

Bo Ye let out a sigh of relief, and he slowly opened his eyes.

When he got up, his body shook slightly, Bo Ye's face was pale, and he pushed the door out, Xiang Wu saw Bo Ye's face, and immediately said, "Master, are you alright?"

Bo Ye showed a weary smile, "It's all right, but I have to take a good rest for a while."

Enlightened, he sighed and said, "Uncle Master, please retreat well, and I will report to Uncle Bodhisattva."

Pu Ye nodded, "How long have I been practicing?"

"Three days, the Bodhisattva Master Uncle came back two days ago. Seeing that the Master Uncle is in retreat, he went out to visit friends."

"Then I'll leave the rest to you, I'll take a rest first."

"Uncle, don't worry, because many small sects have come here this time, they are arguing endlessly, and it's not time for us to come forward."

"Well, remember to call me then."

"Yes."

Pu Ye rubbed her temples, returned to the soft couch in the room, and fell asleep.

Due to the presence of Teng Xiaohong in her body, she couldn't get used to it for a while, and with the loss of another drop of blood, Bo Ye felt physically and mentally exhausted, lost the interest in cultivation, and just wanted to sleep.

It seems that God doesn't want him to have a good rest. He just lay down for a quarter of an hour when he heard Qingque's cheerful voice from afar.

Pu Ye lives in a relatively spacious room on the third floor of Tingtao Building. The room has a large window, and a small balcony is built against the window. The balcony is full of colorful flowers and plants. There are five kinds of flowers and plants. The color of the flower and the fragrance are quiet, which can make people feel comfortable, so the windows are not closed, the wind blows, and the fragrance lingers in the room, leisurely and unrestrained.

Boye was originally satisfied with this point, but at this moment, he felt bored. With such a big window open, Qingque's voice came in clearly. Remembering that Qingque said before that he would forge sword embryos to advance, he may have already established the foundation. , it would be bad if he didn't show up.

Bo Ye sighed, got up reluctantly, put on the cassock, and just walked to the door when he heard Xiangwu's voice from below.

"Uncle Master has been worried about his spiritual pet recently, and is currently retreating, please ask the benefactor of Qingque to come back in a few days."

"...Teng Xiaohong? What happened to Xiaohong?"

"When the uncle was attacked, the vine benefactor blocked the attack for the uncle, but he almost fell. Recently, the uncle has been worrying about this matter."

"No wonder I didn't see Teng Xiaohong this time." Qingque's voice gradually dropped, "Forget it, since something happened to the little monk's partner, then I won't bother you!"

……companion? !

Xiangwu was taken aback for a moment, and Puye upstairs was also taken aback.

Xiangwu felt that something seemed wrong, "Why does Qingque benefactor call Teng Xiaohong his partner?"

Qing Que raised her eyebrows, and said puzzledly, "Haven't Xiao Hong and the little monk been together all the time?"

Xiangwu was stunned.

——Together! !My golden lion dog and I are also master and servant and have been together all the time! !

A gloomy look flashed across Qingque's face, "The little monk refused to marry me because of Xiaohong!"

Xiangwu was completely stiff.

——Should he say no?Compared to marrying Qingque, it is better to marry Teng Xiaohong. Emma is wrong, how can the younger brother marry someone? This way of thinking was wrong from the beginning! ! !

Qingque's gloom only lasted for a few seconds, and the next moment she smiled brightly again, "But the little monk has always been on good terms with Xiaohong, and if he forced him to marry me, I'm afraid it will make things difficult for him."

Xiangwu is completely weathered.

——What is Yi·Zhi·He·Xiao Hong·Good! ! ! ! ! ?

Qing Que glanced at the yard worriedly, and then said solemnly to each other, "Grand Monk, if the little monk and Xiao Hong need anything, you must tell me, and I, Qing Que, will definitely help!!"

"..." Xiangwu Machine returned the gift, "The benefactor of Qingque is very polite."

Until Qingque left, Xiangwu stood at the gate of the yard as a statue.

The bodhisattva upstairs was covered with black lines, and at the same time rejoiced.

Qingque has a persistent personality, so it's okay to misunderstand...

After Qingque left, Puye fell asleep again, this time no one came to disturb him, and soon he fell asleep.

After he fell asleep, the spiritual power in his body automatically circulated, and gradually he fell into a deep sleep.

Inside the Purple Mansion, a certain little rattan squirmed.

The red tentacles slowly expanded, covering the surrounding golden star spots, and then penetrated into the flesh and blood, walking downstream of the skin.

The extremely familiar atmosphere made Teng Xiaohong slowly stretch the branches and leaves, a kind of joy from the heart rose, and the red tentacles became more crystal clear and delicate.

Puye's complexion also gradually became peaceful. He was connected with Teng Xiaohong's spiritual consciousness, and the joy and joy in Teng Xiaohong's heart came to him. Even in deep sleep, Puye's spirit gradually relaxed.

The red tentacles are swimming around, exuding joyful jumps, the body is getting hot gradually, and some places are still itchy, the bodhisattva involuntarily tossed and turned on the soft couch, maybe it is because Teng Xiaohong can recover quickly, maybe it is just Qingqing. The phrase "mate" of the sparrow may be the joy from the bottom of my heart. The body of the 14-year-old boy began to develop. Slowly, without Bo Ye's knowledge, the first time happened for every boy.

clack.

The red tentacles [curiously] probed from under the skin, watching the small, soft thing exuding a slight fishy smell slowly raise its head, involuntarily stretched out the tentacles, and stroked it.

So hot!

More tentacles protruded from the nearby skin, soft and tender like a girl's catkin, and the fragrance from the mouth of the bell became more intense.

The red tentacles twisted humanely, as if swallowing saliva.

Gradually, the object became harder and harder, and at a certain moment, a white liquid spewed out suddenly, and the red tentacles were like a wild beast ready to go, and suddenly opened all the tentacles, swallowing all the white liquid.

Immediately, an extremely strong surge rose from the body.

Well, delicious! ! ! !

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Speaking of replying to yesterday's message just now, I found that many people didn't understand the real purpose of my last line of fit, until I saw what my author had to say...

Cover your face, should you say Mina-san is a good boy?

——What is this subtle sense of guilt? ?