Cultivation is boundless

On a night where the moon is dark and the wind is high and the murderers are murdered, spend the full moon and stir up the base time!

Feng Qi looked at himself in the mirror, brushed his finger over the ugly fishbone mark on his left cheek, took out a silver foil mask to cover the mark, straightened his clothes, got up and went out.

The moonlight on the fifteenth day is just right, the sky is filled with starlight, covering the Calcined Demon Valley, like a huge furnace, which absorbs the spiritual energy of the world and forges the most powerful demon cultivator in the world.

This is the Holy Land of Demon Cultivators, and also the lair of Demon Emperor Wuyuan.

Feng Qi stepped on the magic weapon and headed for the Wuji Palace. There were countless demon cultivators flying along the way, and they all avoided him when they saw him.There was disdain in those eyes, but there was also envy and jealousy naturally.

There are more than ten thousand demon cultivators in the Calcined Demon Valley, and there are only a few dozen people on the couch of the Demon Emperor Wuyuan. Among these dozens of people, apart from a few palace masters, only this young master Feng Shisan is the only one who can be summoned every month.

Call him Feng Shisan because in Wu Yuan's eyes, he ranks No. 13.And the first twelve are the twelve palace masters appointed by the Demon Emperor.The only one who has no palace and no place seems to be passing by in a hurry, but he has stayed here for a year.

So this No.13 has stimulated the eyes and hearts of many people!

In terms of cultivation, Feng Qi has not formed a pill yet.In Demon Forging Valley, the lowest level of cultivation is Foundation Establishment, there are countless people who have formed alchemy and infants, and none of the people around the Demon King have been below the Void Refining Stage.

In terms of appearance, half of Feng Qi's face was destroyed, not wearing a mask can scare the legs of others, and the demon cultivators have different appearances, and the stunning people are incomparable in other worlds.

In terms of character, Feng Qi is indifferent and unkind, and he didn't even get a single entourage in the Forging Demon Valley for a year.Such a person can live forever in the Forging Demon Valley, no one will believe it!

Almost everyone was waiting to see the scene where he was kicked out!The higher you hold, the harder you fall.They are gearing up and can't wait to step on it.

And Feng Qi always raised the corners of his lips and chuckled at them, neither hot nor cold, without real emotion, as if what was in front of him was just a weed.This made all their attacks seem to hit cotton, unable to rebound, and their resentment became heavier.

Ling Chi, who accepted everyone's words and eyesight without any pressure, went straight into the Wuji Palace, but was stopped by the guards.This is the first time.

"Young Master Thirteen, wait a moment, the master recruited someone else today."

Feng Qi half-closed her phoenix eyes, didn't think it was rebellious, and looked at the two guards with a smile, "It's still early, I'm here to drink with His Majesty the Demon Emperor!"

Among all the servants of the Demon Emperor, Feng Qi has the lowest status and the best attitude.The guards, who were accustomed to the birdishness of other servants, were naturally polite to him.

"Even if we let you in, the master may not meet you!" This is the truth.The day when Feng Qi attends bed is the fifteenth day of every month.For some unknown reason yesterday, the Demon Emperor had a whim and asked Fengqi to go to the Wuji Palace, but was rejected.This kind of thing is absolutely impossible to happen in the Forging Demon Valley!

But today, on the fifteenth day of the month, Feng Qi dared to come as promised, it's no wonder he didn't get hacked to death!

The guard kindly reminded, "Master is in a fit of anger, why don't you be patient for a few days, Young Master Thirteen?"

Feng Qi narrowed his eyes and smiled, keeping secret, "How can you bear this?"

The two guards blushed immediately.Many demon cultivators have a fixed estrous cycle, it is indeed unbearable...

"If you go to report it, just say that Feng Qi has a generous gift for the Demon Emperor!" Feng Qi listened to it and added, "He must like the generous gift from Tianyuan City!"

Touched by Feng Qi's breath, the guard's ears turned red, and he didn't dare to delay, so he turned and entered the palace.

After a while, Feng Qi was invited in.

The fragrance is floating in the wind, and the silk and bamboo are winding.Like a beautiful woman dancing in the wind, her water sleeves and silk sash are so enchanting.This Promise Palace will always be a nest.

Wu Yuan was holding the cup, with a beauty half leaning on his arms, who was sending spiritual fruits to his mouth one by one.

Wu Yuan watched Feng Qi come in, pretending he didn't see him, he still hugged her left and right, enjoying the boundless amorous feelings.

Feng Qi took food and wine by himself, chose a comfortable place to sit down, tasted the wine and enjoyed the dance, no problem.

The beauty in Wuyuan's arms gave him a contemptuous look, but with just one look, she vented her long-term depression in the most direct way.This person, Feng Qi has met, looks good, he seems to be watering flowers in the garden of Wuji Palace last month as a flower slave, but he has not seen him in January, he has already climbed onto Wuyuan's bed, he really has some tricks.However, it is naturally incomparable with the zodiac lord.The time of cultivation is too long, and a person like Wu Yuan, who has attained the Tao, is facing an endless time of thousands of years.How can I live without the company of beauty!

The lords of the twelve palaces are all in the refining period, and there is no shortage of Dzogchen ones.They have shared weal and woe with the Demon Emperor, and their position is unsurpassable.

However, this demon emperor always wants to try something new, and many demon cultivators want to climb into his couch.Of course, Feng Qi is no exception.To the Demon Emperor, they are just playthings with different tastes, they can be discarded at will when they get tired of it, it just depends on who is more capable and who is discarded later.

"Master, since the thirteenth son is here, why not let him play the piano?" Xin Chong felt that his proposal was very good.When he first arrived at Calcined Demon Valley, Feng Qi played a piece of music, with a profound sound of true energy, which lingered for three days and almost demolished the entire Wuji Palace. I had insomnia for half a month.

In this Demon Forging Valley, who doesn't have a unique skill for the Demon Emperor to enjoy, but no one knows what the thirteenth son's unique skill is?However, he is not as good as others in everything, yet he has been favored by the Demon Emperor for a long time. In the end, the demon cultivators came to a conclusion - "Good skills in bed!"

Feng Qi happened to pass by, and suggested very enthusiastically, "I can teach you!"

The demon cultivator who had just triumphantly announced the result turned pale instantly.It is true that the Demon Emperor has many servants, but he also has a rule that no one else can touch his people!

Just because of this sentence, the demon baby of the demon cultivator was destroyed and expelled from the Demon Forging Valley.From then on, people in the Forging Demon Valley no longer dare to talk about it.Those who have no backing can only back away when looking at Feng Qi!

And this new favorite is obviously confident and insists on making Feng Qi look bad.Feng Qi didn't care, he just looked at Wu Yuan.

When Wu Yuan thought of his angry piano art that day, he couldn't help but touch his forehead, as if the nightmare was repeating itself, "Let's dance!" It must be that dancing is not so lethal!

Of course, no one has ever seen Feng Qi dance.Wu Yuan intends to play tricks on him.

Feng Qi carried a jug of wine, got up slowly, glanced at Wu Yuan with a smile, tapped his toes lightly, his moon-white clothes were exposed in the moonlight, his long hair like ink fluctuated with his clothes, like a piece of dry grass just off the branch. leaf.

There is no background of silk and bamboo, no gorgeous dance clothes, just him, Feng Qi.The seemingly casual posture, tactfully in the moonlight, teases out layers of hazy charm.He raised his head and took a sip, the faint aroma of the wine wafted through the air, making even people intoxicated.

Feng Qi is not beautiful, but his figure is undoubtedly very beautiful, otherwise, how could the demon emperor take a look at him.If you don't even have the first glance, how can you find that pair of similar eyebrows and eyes.

The colors of the eyes are different, and the identities are even more disparate, but he can always see the look of longing and daydreaming in those eyebrows.

Feng Qi raised his right hand high, his long and slender fingers were like a silhouette, with a movement of spiritual energy, a little light flashed on his fingers, slowly gathering into small flowers, winding down around his raised fingers, and brushing over the intact one Side cheeks, turned around on the waist, and then flowed to Wuyuan.

This kind of spell is very simple, and any of these demon cultivators can play it more beautifully than him.Because of its simplicity, they disdain to please Wuyuan with this, and naturally they have no way of knowing what this means to Wuyuan.

The new favorite disdained his little trick very much, and even waved his hand, a red evil spirit wanted to smash the spirit flower flow, making Feng Qi ugly.As a result, his dantian was not functioning yet, but his wrist was clamped.

"Get out!" The Demon Emperor's voice was cold, and he didn't even look at this new favorite.

The new favorite panicked for no reason, did not dare to disobey at all, and left the Wuji Palace in despair.

Feng Qi glanced at it, the smile on the corner of his mouth was neither shallow nor deep, it was still calm, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

Wu Yuan came over, hugged his waist from behind, let the spirit flower wrap him around Feng Qi, he lowered his head, and whispered in his ear, "This is the gift you want to give me?"

"Do you like it?"

"Your cultivation base is too low to dance with his majestic momentum!"

Feng Qi laughed, "He is a spiritual cultivator who has fascinated all beings! How can I compare with him?"