Competing with the Revered Demon Lord Everyday

Jiao Pengyi originally wanted to throw Yuanyuan into the demon-dispelling team, but then he thought, after all, this is the person appointed by His Majesty, and his relationship with His Majesty is unclear, so he took him to his room.Putting the pig's foot in his hand on the table, he looked at him: "Where is your cultivation now?"

"I do not know either."

"Trash, idiot."

"I'll tell my lord, you say I'm useless..."

"Let's get started!" Jiao Pengyi slapped the table, his vicissitudes of eyes suddenly became a little angry, and he wanted to take this ugly monster out and beat him up!

After inquiring with his spiritual sense, Jiao Pengyi looked at him slightly surprised: "Your Majesty's spiritual power has been given to you?"

Mu Yuan pouted: "I don't want it yet."

Jiao Pengyi frowned, and he didn't know how the spiritual power was given, if... it would naturally enter her body after this...

He hurriedly stopped the thoughts in his mind, shook his head to sober up, and then talked about the business: "Can you see a lotus seed with your spiritual consciousness?"

Mu Yuan thought about it carefully, and patted the table: "It seems that there really is! Twice I saw a small seed, and I thought it was a dream."

"Is that white, or black?"

"I didn't pay attention to that."

Jiao Pengyi pondered for a moment: "You have gathered Qi now, the next step is to refine your body and condense your essence, combine Qi and body into one, turn it into one for your own use, and condense your own inner alchemy."

"It sounds very powerful, but I don't understand it at all."

"waste."

"I'll tell Your Majesty tomorrow..."

"Shut up!" Jiao Pengyi said angrily, looking at him bitterly, then took out a scripture and handed it to him, "This is the Ningyuan Heart Sutra, no matter whether you understand it or not, you must read it every day! You still need to come to me to practice for an hour."

Mu Yuan returned to his residence with the Heart Sutra, and fell on the bed. When Yun Ping came back, seeing his dead appearance, he gloated and said, "Why, you were squeezed dry by the demon?"

"No, it's too difficult for me, it's really too difficult!"

"What's so difficult? I'm happy to say it."

Mu Yu Ansheng shook his head resignedly: "This is the legendary sisterhood~ Do you know how many things I have to do in a day?!"

He sat up abruptly and counted his fingers: "I have to wait for the devil to get up in the morning, go to the ghost tiger to help me, and I have to go to Jiao Pengyi, a bad old man, to practice. What's more, I have to read every day! Not as good as a shark." kill me!"

"

Since you have this request, then as a sister, I will naturally be satisfied with you. "Yun Ping's eyes flashed, and he pulled out the sword in his hand.

Mu Yu'an flinched a bit: "Wow, the most poisonous Yun Bingxin!"

When Mo Laohei arrived, he saw Yunping holding a shining sword and stabbing at Yuanyuan!

"Stop...huh?"

He froze for a moment, and even Yun Ping couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Mu Yu'an closed his eyes tightly, didn't hear anything, quietly opened one eye, and found that he had clamped the sharp sword with two fingers without any effort.

"...what the hell?"

He quickly let go of his hand, looked down at his hand, and then at Yunping: "Can you tell me how brave and handsome I was just now?"

Mo Laohei walked in, his joy was beyond words: "Yuanyuan, are you practicing?!"

Mu Yuan scratched his head: "But I haven't practiced seriously yet, I feel like I just closed my eyes and saw the direction of the sword, and before I even had time to think about it, it moved by itself."

...After all, he is very afraid of death!

Yun Ping withdrew his sword, curled his lips: "You are amazing."

Hearing this, Mu Yu'an put his hands on his hips and laughed loudly: "Hahaha! This heroine is about to become the strongest king of the ugly trio! Come and worship the mountain!"

"I beg you a hammerhead!" Yun Ping knocked him on the head habitually, "Don't be complacent, I didn't inject spiritual power just now, I was just teasing you."

Mu Yu'an naturally knew that she would not really strike, but he really felt the direction of the sword, as if... the body precedes the brain.If his skill is more than that, will his moves be more ruthless?

Could this be the purpose of body training?Need consciousness to control the body, not be controlled?

At night, he lit a candle to read the Heart Sutra, yawned after a while, and finally had no choice but to resort to that method—the head hanging from the beam and the awl piercing the buttocks!

If his teachers found out about this, wouldn't they laugh out loud?

What kind of virtue and ability is there for him to have such a day of hard work!

But there is no way, he feels that he has been forced to go to Liangshan, if he doesn't practice seriously, Bao Buqi will really become a monster that even he can't control himself.

Thinking of this, he was suddenly curious, could a person like Ning Pingyuan, who was known as a peerless devil, be able to completely control himself?

As soon as he lowered his head, the rope on his head pulled him, and he became sober in an instant, so he could only continue reading the book.

The next day, before he woke up, he heard the bell ringing.He groped all over the bed

After a while, I realized to turn off the "alarm clock".

In the next second, he instantly woke up!He quickly put on his clothes and ran to the bedroom.Fortunately, I slept late last night, and I didn't even have time to take off my clothes and make-up.

It seems that there is no need for it in the future!This bell is for his youthful life!

As soon as he rushed into the bedroom, he heard Ning Pingyuan say: "It's late."

"Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."

"Don't play this trick on me!" Ning Pingyuan patted the bed, then lazily touched his neck.

Mu Yu'an was very winking, and immediately got up and beat him on the back: "Your Majesty's back is so straight, it looks like the back that is provoking the backbone of this mountain!"

"you shut up."

Mu Yu'an kept silent, the two were silent for a while, Ning Pingyuan turned his head slightly, and stopped talking.

"My lord, what are your orders?"

"...What else? Go on."

Mu Yuan had a black face with a question mark, but he immediately reacted, and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty's face is also beautiful, and the villain can no longer be described in words."

"Then describe it with actions."

"..." Mu Yu'an thought about how to answer this question, blinked, and immediately stood in front of him.

Then he opened his mouth slightly and looked at him lewdly. After a while, a nosebleed slowly flowed from his nose, looking like an idiot.

Ning Pingyuan: "..."

"Is this okay? If not, I can still control the outflow."

"Give me a good back beat!" Ning Pingyuan turned his eyes away, and somehow used some method to make his nosebleed disappear without a trace.

"twitter."

After a long time, Ning Pingyuan stood up, stretched his waist, opened his hands, and remained motionless.

Mu Yuan thought he was waking up in the morning and embracing the sun?

But thinking about it, it's more like...

Ning Pingyuan waited for a while, then said: "Not yet."

Mu Yu'an endured and endured, but in the end he couldn't match the eyes of the other party, gritted his teeth, and hugged him immediately.

Ning Pingyuan's face was as cold as ice: "What are you doing?"

Mu Yuan immediately flicked away, turned his head away from him, covered his face with his hands and said shyly: "You are too proactive, even if you are interested in me, you have to give me a chance to buffer, after all, the twisted melon... ...."

"I asked you to change my clothes!"

Mu Yuan was stunned for a moment, then turned around in embarrassment and looked at the monster who was starting to grow rough, his eyes rolled up to the sky, he reached out and fumbled forward, pretending to be blind and said indifferently: "Who am I? Where am I? "

"You're going to hell right now."