MTL - My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World-Chapter 181

Although the monks were thick and thick, Qin Yanzhi was afraid of falling into Jingyue and subconsciously supported him.

The kiss fell, including Jing Yue's lips, one hand stroking his arm across the clothing, the temperature coming from the palm of his hand made Jing Yue shudder.

The hand gradually moved, stopped at the belt, and pulled slightly—Jingyue's robe loosened ...

"Extreme and stubborn wildness?"

Jing Yue, who was so comfortable, suddenly heard Qin Yanzhi's joking voice, half opened her eyes and saw that the other was holding a blue book.

Jing Yue: "..."

After an awkward silence, Qin Yanzhi laughed, "You watched it?"

Jing Yue: "No!"

Qin Yanzhi: "Actually ... Taoxian's ancestor also gave me a copy, which is similar to the exercises."

Jing Yue: "Did you watch it?"

Qin Yanzhi lowered his head again and kissed his lips lightly, "I teach you."

The shirt was lightly dismantled, and the robe was thrown up high, falling slowly to the ground like a falling flower.

The two bodies are warm and hot, as if the body is burning.

Suddenly, Jing Yue heard Qin Yanzhi call his name.

"Ajing."

"Ok?"

"like you."

Immediately, Jing Yue felt a tingling in his lower body, and there was a vortex in his lower abdomen, which drove him completely into the abyss of desire.

The floating gauze in the hall looked like a mist of mist rising in the twilight, and was occasionally blown away, revealing a little bit of trueness hidden by the fog, with breath and ears that made people blush and red.

Jing Yue's sweaty, white and slender legs curled up, and those hands that had killed 100,000 demon are now weakly resting on the back of Qin Yan's branch, and her fingertips even have some spasms.

Their union is silent, but like the volcano on the eve of the eruption, it suppresses the majestic force that destroys the world.

Jing Yue only felt that he floated in the clouds for a while, and then sank into the bottom of the sea again. The pleasure continued for an end. Suddenly, the warm tide rushed to him. At that moment, the mountains and the sea fell, the flames in Dantian swept through his body, even his spiritual platform All trembling.

After a long time, Qin Yanzhi sighed from his ear, a soft kiss fell on the corner of his eye, and kissed away a little tear that he had bred from lust.

At the same time in the Qingyun Peak Hall, Lan Feng suddenly woke up from drunkenness and shouted "jingjing"! Then he looked lonely and murmured: "wuli Jingjing, after all, he was arched ..."

The moonlight was getting deeper, and the entire Luoxia Peak fell into a deep sleep.

On a small stone bridge not far from Luoxia Peak, there are two young men, one of whom is still a monk.

"Master Wei, don't follow the monk anymore." The monk folded his hands and looked quite distressed. "The monk is a monk, and he must not break the commandment."

The monk was too sad, and this person got caught up in him during the last tour, and he was not purified until he hid back to Sanjie Temple. This time he followed the people in the temple to observe the ceremony, but he did not expect to be blocked again.

Youth: "But you should not be a monk!"

The monk said unhappy: "You talk nonsense again! The little monk was sent to Sanjie Temple from an infant and raised by the teacher. Why isn't it a monk?"

He slammed: "The great Master Miao said that the little monk has a relationship with the Buddha, and you want to mess with my heart!"

After that, the monk walked away and left the youth alone on the bridge.

Yelu moistened the youth's clothes, and for a long time, he smiled bitterly: "You obviously are a little wine, how can you have a relationship with the Buddha? There must be something wrong ..."

It is a pity that no one can hear his words, and the eyes melt into the night breeze.

Tonight, too much happened in Han Yunzong. In the early morning of the next day, the ancient ancestral gate, which was almost 20,000 years old, restored the tranquility of the past.

When Jing Yue woke up, people were still in Qin Yanzhi's arms, but they had returned to the bed from the ground.

With a slight movement, the man half-embracing him opened his eyes, sober as if he had never slept.

Qin Yanzhi: "Are you tired?"

Jing Yue shook his head slightly. "Not tired. Your dual practice of Dafa is very useful. I think it's much better for practice."

Qin Yanzhi smiled, "Jin Shengshui, you and our souls naturally fit together."

Jing Yue kissed the corner of his mouth, "I'm comfortable."

Qin Yanzhi's heart was hot, and he was a little bit eager to move, but he knew that the double cultivation should not be too frequent, otherwise he would go on the wrong side. Besides, they still have big things to do today, so they forgive themselves, just holding Jing Yue's hand tightly.

When the two went out of the hall, they saw a little blue chicken lying inexorably beside the threshold, like a dead chicken.

Jing Yue: "..."

Qin Yanzhi: "..."

Lan Feng glanced at Qin Yanzhi weakly, weakly, "I want to talk about honesty when I'm a phoenix. Although I'm a little late, I still ask you to step over from me ..."

Qin Yanzhi looked at Jing Yue and saw the other side nodded helplessly before he stepped over long legs and crossed Lan Feng.

The next moment, the little blue chicken jumped up and turned into a human form, and said fiercely: "Rogue! He will always stare at you! Stare at you forever!"

Although Qin Yanzhi didn't understand why Lan Feng stared at him, he didn't choose to stimulate Lan Feng, and replied cautiously: "Oh."

Lan Feng froze, and couldn't find a breath, eventually turned into a little blue chicken, plunged into Jing Yue's arms, and stopped talking.

The two men and one phoenix went directly to the Qingyun Peak Hall. Yesterday the top of the hall that Lan Feng broke through has not been repaired, and the main hall is still open-air.

Many monks have been waiting in the hall. When people saw Jing Qin, they replied with goodwill or ambiguous eyes. They both calmed down tightly. Instead, they irritated the puppet so that no one was pleasing to the eye and stared at each other. go back.

It's a pity that Bean Eye is too small and nobody noticed it.

Cheng Nian, who was originally receiving guests, saw Jing Yue coming, and hurried forward to congratulate him, but at the end he changed his mouth and said, "Master ... but he has made great progress?"

He can feel that Master ’s spiritual power is more full and his whole body momentum has also changed.

Jing Yue nodded slightly, and suddenly heard a laugh behind him, "Ha ha ha ha, I searched for exercises, it really is extraordinary!"

As soon as the words fell, Lan Feng's eyes shot at Ye Ye, and he flew over and scratched and pecked on top of him.

Yiye fainted Lan Feng yesterday because of a guilty conscience, but there were so many people in the temple that he could only go crazy with a smile on his face, and looked like a worldly superior.

When everyone comes, Jing Yue will elaborate on the "Large Realm of Stars" heard from Lan Feng's mouth.

People have heard the wind—Jingyue and Qin Yanzhi have found a way to deal with the magic tires from the secret realm of the Middle Ages. At this time, seeing Jing Yue's confidence, they are also uplifted.

Jing Yue: "Now we need to prepare two things, one is the monk needed to set up the battle; the other is to find a way to take out the complete merit and stone heart to do the battle."

Wan Ming Jianzong Taoxian took the lead: "We will arrange for more than 40,000 monks. As for the merit and the heart, I wonder if the Master Kongkong has eyebrows?"

Kong Miao groaned for a moment and said, "Can I see the stones?"

Jing Yue: "Of course."

He took out a gray fluttering stone from Xu Mijie and handed it to Kong Miao, who took a closer inspection and said, "This stone has a solid texture and no gaps in the structure of the stone layer. In short, it is a whole. What part does the heart mean? "

According to Lan Feng, Jing Yue explained, "Shi Xin, to be exact, is the soul of the stone. I do n’t know how to get it, but the chance should be in the Three Jie Temple."

Kong Miao frowned slightly. "I have no clue about this matter, but I have to go back to the temple to check the classics."

Jing Yue nodded, "Then we will wait for your news."

He paused and said, "One more thing ..."

Jing Yue looked around at the crowd with a dignified look. "The movements are quite large, and they will surely attract the magical vigilance. Even if they do not know the root cause, they will try their best to hinder us. So, I have a plan ..."

On that day, the discussions in the main hall of Qingyunfeng did not reveal a single star, but only after the guests left Han Yunzong, the main path of the Qifangjie martial arts had all made great moves-far north, lower south, Yudong, and even western Shu There are frequent signs of monk activities.

Modao was vigilant for this and naturally responded.

The friction between the two demons increased, and everyone smelled the breath of the mountain rain, but Jingyue and Qin Yanzhi came to Zhongzhou again at this time.

Not long ago, they received a vacant messenger, and they were about to go to Sanjie Temple.

But before going to Sanjie Temple, they first stepped to Ancheng, the town where Liuyuan Pavilion, the head of the instrument, was located.

Now that Jingyue has prepared Tianyin Jinghuo and all the five elements to the cold, he wants to refine Xiao Canglan Sword well before the war.

The millennium has passed, and Liu Yuan Pavilion has also changed its head. He also went to Han Yunzong to observe the ceremony not long ago.

At this moment he led Jing Qin to enter the cabinet, and asked on the road, "I don't know which sword master Mr. Jing wants to make a sword for you?"

The opponent is Han Yunzong's ancestor, and he is returning to Xuxiu. Even if he clicks on the swordsman who has already disappeared in Liuyuan Pavilion, he must invite him.

But Jing Yue said, "Is Shen Qiujian in the Pavilion still alive?"

The head knew that Shen Qiu had helped Jing Yue forge a Xiaocang Lan sword once, so it was not a surprise, but it was a little difficult.

Jing Yue: "What's wrong?"

"Shen Qiu is here, but there is a bottleneck in his instrumentation, and cultivation has to be delayed. Now ..." The head sighed: "I'll take you to meet him."

When Jing Yue saw Shen Qiu again, the other party was very different from what he remembered. Just looking at the appearance, he looked like an old man who was about to die.

Jing Yue's eyebrows froze slightly, and Luanbao came forward: "Mr. Shen, can you remember me?"

The subject in question was sitting on a stone bench, staring dullly somewhere, and hearing Jing Yue's voice, he slowly turned his gaze and squinted his eyes, "Are you ...?"

Jing Yue's heart was cold, but if Shen Qiu was normal, he shouldn't forget him. It seemed that he had to change his sword for him this time.

Unfortunately, he always believed that only Shen Qiu was the most suitable person to forge Xiaocang Lanjian.

Jing Yue glanced at Qin Yanzhi and looked at the head of Liuyuan Pavilion, both of them shook their heads.

He sighed slightly, not bothering Shen Qiu any more, and was about to leave. Suddenly, Xiao Cang Lan Jian took off his scabbard and stopped in front of Shen Qiu.

At that moment, Shen Qiuyuan's empty eyes lit up a little light, and a husky voice came along, "It's Xiao Canglan, it's been a long time ..."