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Gu Mianliang glanced at him, "A Fushou's apprentice?"

"Do you know that Green Bamboo Mountain is banned, and no one else is allowed to enter without my permission."

Yin Lingxi quickly explained: "The master master asked me to come here first."

Just now he was called Master Sect Master, but he changed to Master Sect Master.

Fuzhi straightened his neckline, Yin Lingxi's gaze paused on the side of his smooth neck, and then quickly moved away.

"Brother Sect Leader thinks my side is too deserted, so he asked me to take in an apprentice." Fuzhi said, "Uncle, I'm leaving first."

Gu Mianliang twisted her fingertips with the fragrance of medicine, and gave him the ointment in her hand, before saying, "Go."

Fuzhi came here alone, but when he left, he was followed by a little tail.

He didn't expect that Yin Lingxi would sneak in in this way, and he didn't know how he was picked by the brother in charge.

The main hall of Cangwu Peak is located at the highest point of the mountain, and the top of the mountain is covered with snow all the year round. There are 630 six steps in front of the main hall.

For Fuzhi, this altitude is only a distance that can be reached in half a breath, but today he did not walk alone.

His sleeve was ripped off, Yin Lingxi's face was pale, and he said weakly: "Jian...Jianzun, I can't keep up, please slow down."

The cold wind is raging here, and the spiritual energy is much stronger than that of the outside. Of course, he, who is seventeen or eighteen years old and has not yet established a foundation, can't bear it.

Fuzhi watched him perform without saying anything, and directly carried him into Cangwu Hall.

The hall was deserted and devoid of people, and there was a portrait on the side, enshrining the head of the Tianyan Sect.

Fuzhi: "Cangwu Peak doesn't have too many rules, and the ceremony for accepting apprentices is even simpler. Kowtow three times to this senior, and you can enter my sect."

Yin Lingxi knelt down obediently, and bowed to his teacher respectfully.

After three kowtows, he just straightened up when a slender and slightly cool finger was tapped between his brows, followed by a silver light between his brows.

Yin Lingxi was taken aback.

Fuzhi put down his hands and lowered his eyes: "The disciple contract has been concluded, after today, you will be my first disciple."

The disciple contract is mainly a means to protect the safety of the disciples under the sect, and it does not cause any harm to both parties.The only mandatory point is that the discipleship deed can only be unlocked by Fuzhi.

There seemed to be vague fluctuations in the soul attached to this person, and Yin Ling Xizai carefully felt this wonderful feeling before he asked, "Master, shall we live here from now on?"

The word "Master" is extremely natural.

"This is just a place for me to retreat, and I live in the back mountain every day."

Fuzhi Yujian brought the freshly baked apprentice to the back mountain. There are only three or five ordinary bamboo houses here, and there is nothing else.

He asked Yin Lingxi to find a place to live by himself.

By this time, it was already very late, and the moon in the sky was missing a corner, and it would be a full moon tomorrow.

Fuzhi suddenly said: "Tomorrow, you will go to the main peak of the sect master brother for the time being. On the [-]th and [-]th, don't be at Cangwu Peak for these two days."

Yin Lingxi was still packing his things, and without asking why, he obediently agreed immediately, and the young man said in a clear and clear voice, "Don't worry, Master, I will definitely not cause any trouble to the Master Master."

The next morning, he left Cangwu Peak under Fuzhi's gaze.

***

On the evening of the fifteenth.

The moon rose to the middle of the sky, and the silver glow fell into the cold pool in the forbidden area behind Cangwu Peak.

A thin layer of frost and snow filled the vicinity of the cold pool, and the chill penetrating into the bone marrow turned into a mist to cover the figure crouching by the cold pool.

Occasionally there was a muffled grunt or two.

Fuzhi was only wearing a thin white underwear, soaked in the cold pool, her black hair sticking to her body wetly.

The usually cold and indifferent Sword Master now had an unusually pale and fragile face, his light-colored lips were bitten by blood, and the bewitching red captivated the soul, and its beauty was shocking.He was lying powerlessly beside Tan, and there were many scratches on his hands, which aroused people's desire to abuse for no reason.

On the back of his spine, about two fingers long, there is a silver light shining.

This is the most pure and pure sword bone in the world. It is rare in ten thousand years. It can suppress all evil spirits in the world. It's just that the person who owns this pure bone cannot completely control it if he is not as good as Mahayana.Instead, he will be tortured by the most pure bone, endure the pain of spiritual backlash, and there will be a day every month when his strength will plummet, and his cultivation base will only be [-]%.

Except for a few close people in the master's sect, no one knew that the talented Sword Master Fuzhi would endure such torture for a whole night when the moon was full.

While releasing divine power in his consciousness to relieve his master's pain, Ah Ruan sighed: "Master, your appearance really doesn't look like a show."

Fuzhi: Is Yinling West coming?

Ah Ruan responded obediently: "Here we come."

Fuzhi: I'm really looking forward to it, I don't know what this guy will do.

Ah Ruan sensed the inexplicable excitement in his master's spirit, trembled quietly, and dared not speak.

hum-

The restriction of the cold pool forbidden area was touched.

A strange yet familiar breath of demons is getting closer.

The drowsy Sword Master seemed to sense something, his slender fingers with scars moved slightly, his eyelashes trembled, as if he wanted to open his eyes, but he didn't feel the killing intent, and his body didn't want to be forced to wake up.

A length of black clothes embroidered with golden dark patterns leisurely appeared here, Yin Lingxi retreated from the daytime disguise, and those narrow and romantic eyes were exposed, his eyes swept over Fuzhi's body inch by inch, and finally on his blood-stained lips.

how beautiful.

he thinks.

It is really an ice lotus blooming in the frost and snow.

Yin Lingxi folded down almost obsessively, stepped into the cold pool, leaned closer, and gently sniffed the very faint cold fragrance on his body.

...I really want to eat him, bone, flesh, blood, and the most delicious soul, into my stomach together.

Before meeting Fuzhi, he always felt that his life was meaningless, as if he was walking along a prescribed route. It was not until he met him that he felt such a strong possessive desire for the first time.

Even if it's incomplete or damaged, even if this person wakes up and wants to kill him.

But... as long as you have it, it's fine.

Unscrupulous is also a kind of means.

I don't know how the sword master, who has always been deserted, will react when he wakes up after tonight.

Yin Lingxi's flirtatious smile, with undisguised malice and banter in his eyes, he hugged Fuzhi halfway, and reached down with the other hand, intending to unbutton his undershirt.

At this moment, the sword bone in Fuzhi's back suddenly burst out with a dazzling sword light, and viciously bounced Yin Lingxi away!

Yin Lingxi's pupils shrank, and he blocked it very quickly, the water sprayed up in the cold pool scattered and fell to the ground, instantly turning into ice!

He put down his hand, squinted his eyes and looked at Fuzhi's back: "Sword Bone Protector...is this, Zhijing Bone?"

The silver-white sword light of the protector slowly dissipated, and was absorbed into Fuzhi's spine again.

Yin Lingxi's eyes were strange: "It's really difficult..."

As far as Jinggu's dominance is concerned, even the ancient demons who only knew how to slaughter thousands of years ago are afraid. When the master loses consciousness, if he senses malice, he will automatically protect the master. Today, he really can't get it .

That's it.

Yin Lingxi closed his eyes, suppressed all the demonic energy in his body, and forcibly suppressed the malicious thoughts in his heart, and then he approached Fuzhi step by step.

He kissed Fuzhi's lips very gently, and after tossing, a black stream of light entered Fuzhi's body from the gap between his lips.

Instead, Yin Lingxi became addicted and deepened the kiss.

The sword master who was in a coma was a little out of breath, and the whimpers overflowed, as if there were signs of waking up.

Yin Lingxi paused, then stopped reluctantly, and said softly: "It's always unbearable to wait for the fruit to ripen..."

"I'm waiting for you to dedicate yourself to me, together with this pure bone...Master..."

Finally, there was only one person left by the cold pool.

Ah Ruan: "Master, I'm gone."

Fuzhi slowly opened his eyes, his lips were bright red, and there was still a lingering laziness in his eyes.

He raised his hand and pressed his heart: "I really know how to play."

Ah Ruan: "Master, this guy just gave you the Love Gu."

Fuzhi: "Yes, I know."

Huanqing Gu is one of the seven extinct Gu insects, one child and one mother, the neutron Gu will gradually become attracted to the person with the mother Gu in the body, after three months the child Gu will fully mature, and the bewitched person will fall in love with each other. Deep-rooted species.

Ah Ruan: "Master, do you need me to take it out for you?"

Fuzhi: "No need," he lazily closed his eyes, "I haven't experienced the feeling of emotion yet, if I try it, it's fine."

Ever since he climbed up from the endless abyss of God and became one of the upper gods of the three thousand gods, and in charge of countless small worlds, he has been living above the shrine day by day, embracing loneliness and cold.

The Shenyuan is full of killings, there is no trust, and there is no rest, but every day is very exciting. Once you leave, the sense of emptiness with nothing to do can drive people crazy.

—He was really crazy too.

The soul is split like this, it is the only one in the three thousand gods.

But...it's really long-lost excitement.

The one who understands him best is his own soul. He likes to be stimulated, and lust stimulates him.

The treatment plan of the God Realm Treatment Center really gave him a big surprise...

***

Early the next day.

Fuzhi adjusted his breath all night in the cold pool full of spiritual energy, and Zhi Jinggu's backlash was barely suppressed, but his cultivation had not yet recovered, it was still about [-]%.

It will be fully recovered until tomorrow.

He came out of the cold pool with weak hands and feet, walked barefoot to the place where the clothes were placed, and put them on one by one. The silver-white robe was clean and smooth, and the neckline was tightly covered.

Fu Zhi didn't care about the still wet black hair, scattered behind her waist, and slowly walked out of the forbidden area.

He walked very slowly, unable to lift half of his strength, but his expression was as cold as usual.

When he reached the gate of the forbidden area, he staggered and was supported by someone the next second.

A concerned inquiry came from above the head——

"Master, are you alright?"

Fuzhi froze for a moment, the hand holding his forearm was very hot, and the temperature seemed to spread into his heart all at once.

The unprecedented throbbing is like a fine and dense electric current. Something in the bottom of my heart is rapidly taking root and sprouting, slowly giving birth to strange and longing emotions.

He raised his head and met a pair of clear pupils who didn't hide his worry.

His new apprentice is energetic and pure. In the early morning, it is like a handful of extremely clean sunshine, which can easily shine into his heart.

The always indifferent Jian Zun frowned suddenly, raised his hand and put it on his heart, his eyes flashed half blank.