[Quick wear] The male partner always has his own ideas

When the monks in the tribulation stage faced off against the Venerable Mahayana, they knew who would win without thinking about it.

What's more, Qiu Heng's cultivation talent is known as a pervert in the world of cultivating immortals...

So the final result was that Zhong Ming had to dig out half of his treasures in his storage bag before taking Song Xiling away from Xizhao Peak.

But the only thing that makes Zhong Ming feel lucky is that Qiu Heng has finally changed his vengeful temperament (not derogatory) when he was over 100 years old, so that Song Xiling left him intact.

However, it wasn't until he returned to Qingxin Peak where Zhong Ming lived that Zhong Ming realized that he was lucky too early.

Damn it, 200 years have passed, and Qiu Heng's domineering and vengeful temper that doesn't take anyone seriously has not changed! ! !

He had already emphasized to Qiu Heng that Song Xiling was only a monk in the Qi refining period, but Qiu Heng relied on him as a Mahayana venerable to avoid him and quietly put a restraint on Song Xiling!Damn it, it's still a backlash restriction that would deplete Song Xiling's cultivation base and lifespan if he used his spiritual power.

Zhong Ming has lived for hundreds of years, and his temper is considered good among the elders.

These few "fuck" are enough to show that he was ruthless by Qiu Heng's behavior.

Seeing that Zhong Ming's face had turned ugly for no reason, Song Xiling thought he was remembering what happened at Xizhao Peak just now, so she bit her lip, stretched out her hand and gently pulled Zhong Ming's sleeve, and looked at him , with watery eyes, she said cautiously and softly: "Master, I'm sorry. Xi Ling let you down..."

Three months ago, when Zhong Ming hadn't met Song Xiling, there was only one female disciple named Guan Nian.

Guan Nian this girl, although she was born very petite and cute, she took the initiative to cultivate something that some male monks of the Yunji Immortal Sect might not even want to touch-Qinghong Bagong.

The effect of this exercise is not much different from its name, in short, it can be as aggressive as it is.

Zhong Ming had seen Guan Nian practicing Qinghong Bagong by the cold spring in the back mountain of Qingxin Peak. The scene was real, even if Meng Cang, who was chasing after Guan Nian's ass all day long, saw it, he probably felt it in his heart. The admiration for the goddess must also be shattered...

So Zhong Ming has taught this big disciple for nearly 30 years, except for a little pity for Guan Nian when he walked up the Zongti in embarrassment and fragility when he was 15 years old, other than that, there is really nothing else.

This is also the reason why Zhong Ming decided to accept Song Xiling as a closed disciple three months ago when he went out to see Song Xiling.

Although Song Xiling was not as cute as Guan Nian, in terms of frailty, there were very few female monks in Yunji Xianzong who could compare with her; the most important thing was that Song Xiling made Zhong Ming feel needed.

As the one with the lowest sense of presence among the ten elders of Yunji Xianzong, Zhong Ming really needed someone to give him this feeling.

Therefore, whenever Song Xiling looked at Zhong Ming with such timid and slightly fearful eyes as at this moment, he would immediately soften his heart.

This time, of course, is no exception.

Zhong Ming's face suddenly softened, and his tone softened a lot, "There is no such thing. I just discovered one thing as a teacher."

He was hesitating whether to tell Song Xiling about Qiu Heng's restraint.

"Master, what's the matter? May I know?" Song Xiling looked at him eagerly, eyes full of anticipation.

The emotion in her eyes dispelled Zhong Ming's hesitation in an instant, and he replied: "This matter has something to do with you. Yuan Qing put a restriction on your body."

In her previous life, Song Xiling didn't stay in the world of cultivating immortals for long, so she didn't know much about many things, and she had never heard of the prohibition that Zhong Ming said.

Song Xiling showed doubts, "Restriction?"

"It's a very simple spell." Zhong Ming explained. Seeing that Song Xiling's expression relaxed slightly, he couldn't bear to continue talking, but he still had to tell her about it. "Most of the restrictions can be broken. But... Xiling, because Yuan Qing is a Mahayana venerable, and the restrictions he imposed cannot be broken by anyone except monks who are also middle-stage Mahayana."

However, looking at the entire world of cultivating immortals, the only one whose strength has stabilized in the middle stage of Mahayana is Qiu Heng, a pervert...

It will take at least 200 years for monks in the Transcending Tribulation Period to break through Dzogchen and move towards the early stage of Mahayana, and it will take another 100 years from the early to middle stage of Mahayana, and the same is true from the middle stage to the late stage. of.

But as for Qiu Heng, from the age of 20 to the later stage of foundation establishment, since then, the speed of cultivation... is as if he has taken some medicine.

Up to now, Qiu Heng is only 350 years old after all his calculations, but he already has a heaven-defying cultivation in the middle stage of Mahayana. Isn't this a pervert or something! ! !

With Zhong Ming's explanation, Song Xiling's eyes suddenly filled with panic and uneasiness, and his voice trembled slightly: "Master, so... what is the restriction?"

Joy, Joy, Joy again!

Her master had clearly given him so many secret treasures for her, why did Qiu Heng still refuse to let her go? !In the previous life, Qiu Heng treated everyone very coldly, so why is Luan Jiang special in this life?

Zhong Ming then told her what he found out.

After listening, Song Xiling's face was extremely pale.

Can't use spiritual power anymore?

What will she do with the Zongmen Dabi one month later?

Will she never be able to use her spiritual power in the future?

Thinking of this, Song Xiling panicked for a moment. She grabbed Zhong Ming's sleeves tightly, and even ignored the fragility of her top. She said in a high-pitched voice, "Master, how long will this restriction last? One day? One month? Or forever?"

Her appearance was a bit beyond Zhong Ming's expectation, but thinking that Song Xiling's gaffe was justifiable after all because of the backlash against the restriction, Zhong Ming comforted him: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the restriction usually only lasts for two days. For a month."

two months...

What should she do with the sect Dabi?

In the Zongmen Grand Competition in the previous life, the last match was Luan Jiang vs. Qu Youling, but Luan Jiang directly gave up the competition and sent Qu Youling to the No.1 position in the competition.

No one expected that the No. 1 reward given by the suzerain turned out to be the skill that the last ascendant, the Venerable Baiyu, had obtained in the ancient ruins—the Nine Heavens Thunder Jue, which happened to be a certain Qu Youling from the Earth Spirit Root. The attribute is thunder.

It is precisely because of this sect competition that Qu Youling performed the Nine Heavens Thunder Jue in the 30-year competition between sects, which attracted advanced thunder tribulation, successfully entered the integration period, and won the contest No. 1.

The name Qu Youling was also spread throughout the world of cultivating immortals in this competition.

Song Xiling bit her lip, her trembling eyelashes concealed the viciousness in her eyes, since she couldn't participate in the Zongmen Grand Competition, naturally Qu Youling couldn't even think about going.

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Xizhao Peak.

After Zhong Ming almost 'emptied' his storage bag and left the hall expressionlessly, Xie Yangqian bent slightly and cupped his hands, and also chose to leave: "My lord, this disciple will leave."

"Ah."

Seeing this, You Yi answered immediately: "My lord, this disciple will retire."

"Ah."

After Xie Yangqian left with You Yi, only Qiu Heng, Luan Jiang, and Jin Zhaoyu were left in the hall, as well as a few puddles of quite eye-catching blood.

Qiu Heng flicked his sleeve lightly, and the blood stains disappeared completely.

He looked at Jin Zhaoyu indifferently, and almost wrote "Why don't you leave" on his expressionless face.

However, Jin Zhaoyu's gaze bypassed him and landed on Luan Jiang's body, his slightly smiling brows and eyes were full of tenderness and doting: "Xiao Jiang, do you want to go to Hehuan Sect with brother to play for a while?"

Just as Luan Jiang was about to speak, Qiu Heng stood in front of him, blocking Jin Zhaoyu's sight, and said calmly, "Jiang Jiang's injury is not healed yet, and needs to be recuperated."

"Acacia sect has countless spiritual herb pills, so they can naturally heal his injuries." Jin Zhaoyu's face was calm, and the tenderness in his eyebrows and eyes disappeared instantly, leaving behind coldness and displeasure.

Qiu Heng's complexion did not change, "This deity doesn't lack anything here."

Jin Zhaoyu was so angry that he wished he could fight Qiu Heng, but the odds of winning were not even [-]%...

He gritted his teeth: "I'm his brother!"

Qiu Heng glanced at him indifferently, if he hadn't cared about the people behind him, according to his temper, he would have pinched Jin Zhaoyu to death long ago.

An eyesore.

Looks are an eyesore, speech is an eyesore, tone is an eyesore, and identity is an eyesore.

There wasn't a single point that didn't annoy him.

Seeing that Qiu Heng didn't speak, Jin Zhaoyu looked a little more proud. He was about to continue talking when Qiu Heng spoke, still in a surprising way...

"I can be his Taoist companion." He said.

What about brother?Is it possible to be closer than a Taoist couple who share the same bed and share sorrows and sorrows?

Jin Zhaoyu:! ! !

Luan Jiang: He seems to be seduced by this man.

"Qiu Heng, you are fucking 350 years old! How old is my brother? 17 years old! In the mortal world, he is not even 20 years old and the age of the crown." Jin Zhaoyu was so angry that he was about to explode, completely ignoring Asking about Qiu Heng's identity and strength, he said angrily, "Want an old cow to eat young grass? What the fuck are you daydreaming about!!!"

"...Jin Zhaoyu, calm down." Luan Jiang felt his head buzzing.

"I don't!" When Luan Jiang asked him to calm down, Jin Zhaoyu became even angrier, and was very aggrieved, "Little Jiang, how can you speak for such a despicable, shameless, extremely obscene person who is not as good as a beast?" Woolen cloth?!"

0748 agrees: [Good words, easy to describe. 】

A 350 year old and a 17 year old.

This age difference is really not that big.

【What are you doing for fun? 】

【I'm alone...oh no, I'm too boring~】0748 replied aggrievedly.

What Luan Jiang didn't notice was that the moment 0748 spoke in his head, Qiu Heng's expression changed very slightly.

It's a pity that his expression changed so quickly that even Jin Zhaoyu, who was standing directly opposite him, couldn't notice it.