Cross-cut Forest
The morning mist in the mountains rises without wind, and the surface of the pond in the forest is still rippling.
The water droplets lubricated her snow-white skin, and her wet hair was scattered on her beautiful back. Huang Feng was panting, holding Yue Que'er's slender waist with both hands, and collapsed beside the tan:
"My Lord Imperial Master, when you grabbed my neck and said you wanted to kill me, weren't you arrogant? Why are you like this now?"
As he spoke, Huang Feng's rough hands wandered over the beautiful woman's delicate body.
The sizzling sound of the sexual fluids echoed in this small space, mixed with the sound of a female woman covering her mouth as she looked at her disciple, her throat occasionally making low moans.
Snap——
The soft and weak jade hand hit Huang Feng's hairy chest, and she let out a breath of seductiveness that had been suppressed for a long time. The waist that sat on Huang Feng's hips could not stop trembling, and her pearly teeth slightly touched her waist and half-licked her lips:
"It's already Mao time, and you haven't left yet. Shangguan Yuhe is choking. She must have almost... discovered that something is missing... She must be... "
Huang Feng naturally understood what Yue Qi'er said, but the land of beauties is the cemetery of heroes. Yue Qi'er could not bear him thrusting into her famous jade pot, and Huang Feng did not want to leave this infinitely happy flesh hole.
Huang Feng didn't seem to give up. After many hours, his nine-inch-long penis was still rubbing against the enchanting jade pot.
As for Yue Qi'er, she had been teased for quite a while. She had been resisting mentally, but every time she tried to pull away from Huang Feng, that damn guy would push against her. Because of her famous jade pot, every time her flesh ring was scratched, she would wet herself, causing her to feel weak all over.
The emptiness in her lower body contrasted with the satisfaction of being penetrated by Huang Feng before, two conflicting feelings alternated in Yue Qier's heart.
"How about this, satisfy me one more time and then leave, but this time you have to move yourself." As he spoke, Huang Feng pinched Yue Qier's breasts, then raised his hand and patted her buttocks as a signal.
Yue Qi'er, who had been teased all the time, was about to collapse. Huang Feng had been scratching the outer ring for a long time, and the emptiness inside the jade pot had stimulated her body to its most sensitive state.
"Do it again?"
Thinking of this, Yue Qier looked up at Su Yun's pretty face, her brows relaxed and then furrowed again.
"Forgive my disciple, forgive Qingshan, just do it once more, do it with this bastard once more, and I will get your father's remaining soul, and I will come back to you and continue to be a good master, just once."
After this self-deceiving thought came to her mind, Yue Er took a last lingering look at Su Yun, and then looked at the extremely ugly barbarian under her, who had short limbs, dark skin and a hairy body.
Compared with Su Yun's handsome face like his father's, Huang Feng's face looked extremely dirty and ugly.
"Very good, you just like my body, I am not that old, what can't I do with a little brat like you? You want to have fun, right? I will have fun with you."
At this time, Huang Feng still didn't know what the power of Dongxu was!
The honey hole that had been raised in the air and holding Huang Feng's glans cap was spitting out muddy and sticky juice. The expression in Yue Quer's almond eyes changed from shame to guilt, until finally she compromised and accepted her fate and was ready to die.
"Oh, have you finally figured it out?" Huang Feng joked as he lay leisurely under him.
"Yeah."
The lips of the holy face with stunning beauty were tightly closed, and the nose emitted an active moan. A pair of jade arms could not help but rise up, grabbing the wet long hair and lifting it to the top of the head. The white and tender long legs were slightly bent and trembling, and the buttocks began to slowly press down. The wrinkles of the nine-ring jade pot flesh kissed Huang Feng's extremely long penis frantically, and with the absolute cooperation of Yue Qi'er, it penetrated into the hot honey pot without any hindrance, and both sides sucked and lingered to their heart's content.
The stimulation that penetrated into the annular wall was like an electric current of thunder and lightning, flowing through the whole body, making Yue Quer gasp for air and the secretion of vaginal fluid increased.
"Ahhhhhh, it's so swollen, it's killing me."
The empty jade pot was filled with Huang Feng's thick, long and huge penis. The feeling was extremely terrifying, similar to the feeling of losing and finding a precious thing.
"Comfortable, really comfortable." Huang Feng shouted excitedly.
This Yue Qi'er's famous honey channel is more comfortable than other women's. Even Su Yun's beautiful wet nurse can't compare to it.
However, for Huang Feng, Pei Wan also has his advantages. Under his training, Pei Wan has reached the point where he will change postures to serve others just by patting his butt.
"Hiss, it feels good, is it really that good?"
Enduring the incomparable satisfaction below, Yue Er leaned down, and pressed her large breasts against Huang Feng's hairy chest. The two red buds were stimulated by the hairs and stood up. She lifted her long legs and pressed them on Huang Feng's thin calves. Her holy and charming face pressed against Huang Feng's ugly face, and she exhaled like orchids: "Answer me, are you really comfortable?"
Huang Feng glanced at her sideways, and he didn't know whether Yue Que'er was fucked silly or possessed, but he always felt that this seemingly holy face was a little... a little enchanting.
Before Huang Feng could answer, Yue Er laughed devilishly:
"In fact, I thought about it and found that what you said before was very right. That's right, you are not the one who is a slut, I am the one who is a slut. Why do you still pretend to be a chaste girl when your body can't resist it anymore? That's right, the one who loved Jiange Tianjiao Su Qingshan, the one who wanted to save the mortal world of Jiuzhou, Liu Zhouyue, died eighteen years ago! Now I am Yue Qier, an empty and lonely woman, that's all, haha!!"
The voice sounds devilish and crazy.
As she spoke, Yue Qi'er no longer resisted the lust in her body. Her pussy was dripping with love juice as it held the big penis. After she finished speaking, she slowly raised her buttocks, feeling the satisfaction and loss, until her lower body held Huang Feng's glans, and she sat down suddenly again. The holy face of Yue Qi'er, which was pressed against the side of Huang Feng's face, changed.
Excitement, satisfaction, taboo, immorality, pain and extreme pleasure hit her heart.
"Yuan Yue'er...you are such a bitch...ah, you are colluding with foreigners...ah...not only that...you are also a slut...your cunt is always thinking about being fucked, thinking about being satisfied...ah, come to Huang Feng...you bastard barbarian wild dog, come and fuck me to death!"
"Hehe, well, you see, it's pulled out. Are you reluctant to let go of such a pleasurable cunt? Well, ah, ah, ah... So exciting. It's inserted again all of a sudden. This damn meat stick... It's numb to death... How is it, aren't you very capable? How about this famous tool? This penis is getting hotter and hotter. Do you want to cum?"
At that time, Huang Feng opened his mouth in shock. Yue Er seemed to have fallen into some kind of madness. Her movements became more and more violent. Not only did she press his body with her breasts, but her legs were also pressed down by her. The status of both parties changed again, and they returned to the night several months ago when Yue Er came to him to steal his soul.
"Oh, fuck me, come and fuck me, I'm going to cum... I'm cumming. Bastard... you lowly barbarian... it turns out that this is your only skill, hmm... one, two, three... seventy times... just hold on a little longer, why does it look red from holding it in? Hmm... the bastard's glans is so hard now... is it coming? Hmm, the slut's cunt can't hold it back either... Hmm, let's do it together this time... together... together to the sacred wonderland... ah, it's so hot, I'm cumming into the jade pot, it's so numb and tender... Hmm, I'm getting fucked and cumming again..."
Under such circumstances, Huang Feng felt that he could not bear it anymore. After less than a hundred rounds, the penis that had tortured Yue Chai'er surrendered, and a large amount of strong essence poured into Yue Chai'er's jade pot. The two people's intercourse was perfectly integrated.
"Oh, it's coming in. It's so hot. The bastard's essence is so hot. The barbarian's essence is so hot. Choke!"
Yue Qi'er, whose face was ruddy, was ejaculated to the point of collapsing on Huang Feng's body. Her lips were open and she exhaled clear air. Her eyes were blurred and looked upwards. Her white and tender breasts buried Huang Feng's head in them. Her waist was trembling and she looked like a fool.
But after a while, while Huang Feng was still lingering on the top of the clouds, Yue Que'er straightened up, the buds on her breasts became more erect under the dim light, and her two beautiful legs were bent and straightened, changing from a kneeling position to a squatting position, exposing the place where the two were connected in front of her eyes.
Then Yue Que'er's crotch began to lift outwards, and the huge and proud penis slowly came out of her body, and the epidermis was covered with a lot of semen and semen mixture produced by intercourse:
"I have to pull it out. It's coming out one ring at a time. Are you willing to do it?"
Huang Feng was about to reply.
Unexpectedly, just when the penis was about to be pulled out, Yue Quer sat down suddenly again.
"Come again?"
"Hmm...it's not even daybreak yet...oh...last night, you were very capable, you said you could do it a few more times before daybreak, why can't you do it now...you still want to have sex with me?"
A devilish smile appeared on Yue Er's holy face, which shouldn't have appeared. While speaking, she did not forget to continue squeezing Huang Feng up and down.
What is the difference between men and women?
In the ancient legends of Daxia, Mother Earth gave birth to all kinds of creatures on the continent. Influenced by the ancestor of the Heavenly Dao, these creatures evolved into intelligent species. Among them, the closest to the Heavenly Dao and the most intelligent is the human race.
The most basic distinction among humans is between men and women. The biggest difference between them lies in their body structures. When it comes to reproduction, men's sperm is limited. Even the most powerful men need to rest and recover after several ejaculations.
But women have a natural advantage in this regard. Ejaculation is just ejaculation. As long as their Yin Yuan is not completely absorbed during dual cultivation and as long as they still have the physical strength, they can keep doing it.
As a Dongxu cultivator, Yue Er's physical fitness is naturally strong and perfect. Even if he practices dual cultivation with a young cultivator like Huang Feng, it is impossible for him to completely absorb the Yin Yuan.
In terms of a protracted war, Huang Feng might have the upper hand at the beginning with his thick, long and huge penis, but the enemy will eventually have a moment of weakness, and this is the time for Yue Quer to counterattack.
"You son of a bitch, keep going... Fuck me now, hum... Why is it soft... I can only get it into the nine rings... I can't get it into the jade pot... I can't make... my cunt feel good... so good... Do you know, you still want to cum into my jade pot and make me pregnant, is it good? Tighten your son of a bitch's stinky penis a little tighter and put it into the jade pot, fuck it."
Huang Feng, who was originally in a dominant position, had his advantage ruthlessly taken away and was helplessly ravaged by Yue Er. This was the second time in his life that he had felt this way.
No, we have to stop this woman.
The turbid yellow energy rose from Huang Feng's spiritual sea and surrounded his body. Huang Feng planned to practice the dual cultivation method to fight against it.
Dual cultivation not only allows the yin and yang of both parties to meet to increase strength, it also has the ability to enhance sexual ability. Moreover, when practicing dual cultivation, the party that is replenishing the yin will feel greater stimulation.
Obviously, Yue Qi'er didn't want it to succeed, so her soft and boneless hands were placed on Huang Feng's belly, and her five slender white fingers pointed at the Qi Hai, Shen Que, Tian Shu, Guan Yuan, and Qi and blood respectively.
In an instant, Huang Feng's dual cultivation technique was suppressed, and all the spiritual power in his body was sealed in his qi sea.
My life is over!!!
The corner of Huang Feng's mouth twitched. He seemed to see himself lying on the bed unable to move after having sex with Yue Quer several months ago.
"You still want to practice dual cultivation, aren't you afraid of being eaten to death, you bastard? Uh huh... Uh..."
When having intercourse with Huang Feng, Yue Qier's famous instrument brought her incomparable pleasure, but Dongxu was still Dongxu after all. She still retained her sanity, and after stopping Huang Feng's dual cultivation, she continued to exploit Huang Feng.
The squatting vagina wrapped around Huang Feng's penis up and down, with such a fast speed that it even left afterimages. Every time it was pulled out and then filled again, Yue Que'er couldn't count how many times she had orgasmed, maybe hundreds of times, or maybe thousands of times.
With blurry eyes, she looked at her disciple who was still meditating in the distance. Her body was filled with essence by the barbarian. Yue Er's almond eyes became more and more blurry, and her lips exhaled the fragrance of orchid:
"Asshole, bitch... Yue'er, you shameless slut, you get fucked in front of your disciple... You ride on someone else, swing your waist obscenely, and get creampied. All of this is... all for you, you know. Uh-huh... Disciple, huh-huh, huh-huh... Cum inside me, you bastard, don't you want to make someone pregnant? You damn barbarians like to make the women of Kyushu... pregnant with your bastards, huh-huh, cum in me, fuck me to death, huh-huh."
"I like it so much, Master's cunt really likes this bastard's thick and long penis. Oh, Master is such a slut. I'm sorry, my disciple, I'm sorry, Qingshan, I turned out to be such a slutty woman, hungry and thirsty for this man to have a pregnant neck-to-neck sex. Oh, here it comes, the bastard is going to shoot a lot of sperm into the cunt's meat pot again, Master...I'm going to be fucked so hard by him, oh."
The orgasm brought waves of numbness, and the beautiful jade pot was filled with white semen. Yue Quer grabbed her beautiful hair, and her stretched neck drew an arc as she bent over in the climax. The desire that had been suppressed for many years burst out, and she let out one extremely pleasant moan after another. Her delicate body trembled and twitched violently, and the passage of the nine-ring jade pot of her honey pot hugged and kissed Huang Feng's penis reluctantly, and a tingling feeling that went to the bone marrow spread throughout her body.
Huang Feng was squeezed out by Yue Qi'er nine times and fell beside the pond like a dead fish with muscles weakened.
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Time flies by.
Yue Qier woke up from the coma after the orgasm, and looked around with confused almond-shaped eyes. After seeing Su Yun, her dazed eyes quickly regained clarity. She wiped the tears from her tired face and slowly moved her body.
Bang--
The genitals of the two people, which had been entangled for a long time, were finally pulled out with a "bang". As Yue Quer stood up, a foot-long lewd thread was pulled out. The plump abalone and jade door were a little red and swollen from being fucked. The two labia were apart, and a lot of thick mixed white fluid spilled out of the ecstatic hole.
The morning calls of birds began to be heard in the forest.
The green and tender catkins slid towards the void, and a distorted space crack appeared. Yue Quer bent down and glanced at the little man below, with her hands in a supporting position.
"Have you had enough fun?"
Huang Feng's five-foot-short body was lifted up by the air, and his dark and ugly face finally showed an expression of struggle and bitterness.
"Go and throw the shrine over here, otherwise..." As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Feng was thrown into the crack.
Yue Qi'er walked to the side gracefully and transferred the dirty white clothes, shoes and socks on the ground to the green rope ring on her wrist, and then took out a new set of clothes.
In the Peach Blossom Garden, Huang Feng, who had fallen to the ground with a thud, stood up tiredly, holding his waist. He saw the plump Pei Wan still kneeling quietly on the cool ground in the pavilion under the tree in the garden, with her eyebrows slightly closed, and several fallen peach petals lying on her cloud-like hair and half-exposed breasts.
"Bitch!" Huang Feng shouted.
Pei Wan responded and opened his eyes, looking forward. After his eyes vaguely scanned the gap in the space behind Huang Feng, his eyebrows slightly frowned, but without a moment's pause, he returned to Huang Feng, and a charming smile appeared on his pretty face: "Master, please give me your orders."
"Give me what you have in your hand."
"Yes." Then, Pei Wan knelt forward, rubbing his toes against the ground, and walked to Huang Feng, then handed the shrine to him: "For the master."
"You are still good." Huang Feng said this lovingly while holding his waist, then picked up the shrine: "I'll throw it over, and you catch it."
"…"
There was no response, but Huang Feng threw it over without waiting. He didn't believe that the female cultivator from Dongxu couldn't catch it.
"Phew, my waist is sore. I should have listened to the abbot and practiced until I returned to the spirit realm before having sex with women. I almost got played to death."
"Welcome back, Master."
"Hmm." Huang Feng looked at the sky which was gradually getting darker, which was different from the Hengduan Deep Forest in Jiange. "What time is it now?"
"My Lord, it is already past the middle of the evening hour."
As she spoke, Pei Wan's eyes seemed to be unintentionally looking at the space crack that was slowly disappearing behind her, little knowing that Huang Feng, who was holding his waist and crying out in pain, was also silently observing her.
"Wannu is gone."
"Yes...my master..."
On the other side, Liu Zhouyue took over the shrine, carefully examined it twice with his almond-shaped eyes, and smiled: "Isn't it a little late to get you now?"
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The woods the next morning.
A blue-necked greenbird fluttered down from the evergreen bushes by the pond, and then landed on top of Su Yun's head. It poked his head with its little beak and chirped from time to time.
It seems to be saying: Why don't you get up quickly, stupid? How could you sleep in such a lively night? The bird watched all night and is now excited!
Su Yun's meditation state was almost reaching the critical point of waking up. When he felt something seemed to be poking his head, his eyelids trembled, and then his body shook slightly. The surrounding spiritual energy gathered into his body, and his eyes slowly opened.
There were circles of morning mist floating around the pond. Su Yun stood up and walked around the pond with his sword in hand. It was still the familiar pond water, rocky surfaces and woods, but the mist around the pond smelled strange.
It smells a bit like heather.
And where is the master?
This was different from the past. In the past, the master would usually accompany him to meditate at night, so when he opened his eyes after meditation, he could see the master's figure, but this time it didn't happen.
At this time, the blue-naped green bird that stayed above his head stepped on Su Yun's head twice, then kicked and flew away, probably meaning: What is this wooden man looking for after waking up? Oh, it's that woman, she's over here, look!
Then the blue-necked green sparrow flew to the woods on one side, and Yue Qier's graceful figure walked out of the woods and appeared in Su Yun's pupils.
The master was not wearing a veil today, which was rare. In Su Yun's eyes, her holy face was still as beautiful as last night. Her cheeks seemed to be a little flushed when she woke up in the morning. Her long hair, like a waterfall and silk, was gathered into a pair of sideburns with a jade hairpin. A few strands of hair fell from the corners of her bun and stuck to her cheeks. There was a cinnabar mark on her forehead. The combination made her look lazy and tired, but also slightly otherworldly.
Looking more closely, I saw that the master's white long skirt had been replaced with a Confucian skirt with a pattern of smoke, cloud, willow and moon. The waist of the skirt was tied with a green silk ribbon waistband, and a white jade willow leaf-shaped waist pendant was hung on the top.
His eyes wandered downwards, and he saw pictures of green mountains, misty clouds, and weeping willows on the skirt. The skirt was not long and stopped at the delicate ankles. The pair of white cloth boots under the skirt were replaced by a pair of low-heeled lace-up shoes. The ropes left red marks on her fair feet, and her rosy toes were curled up playfully, as if she was a little nervous about being exposed outside.
"Awake?"
The master's voice sounded a little hoarse.
"Yes." Su Yun nodded and put the green sword in his hand on his waist: "Morning, Master."
"It's still early. It's already daybreak." Yue Er walked towards the edge of the forest, tying the tie of her skirt with her hand. "You have been meditating well tonight."
"hehe."
Su Yun scratched his head and smiled blankly. Why did the master's tone sound a little strange so early in the morning? It seemed that he had made her unhappy. "I felt the bottleneck of breaking through, so I practiced a little longer than usual."
Yue Er nodded after listening to him, and her expression did not show any joy at her disciple's improvement. She just turned around and said quietly, "Very good. At your speed, I estimate that you will be able to break through the minor realm in two days."
After getting the confirmation from his master that he had broken through, Su Yun was actually very happy. After all, which cultivator would not be happy when his cultivation level improved?
"However, you must not be too proud. At your age, many of the sect's core disciples have already reached the seventh level of spiritual return. You still need to continue to work hard to be worthy of... becoming my disciple."
At this point, Yue Er glanced at Su Yun with her almond-shaped eyes, then sighed softly: "Only then can I be worthy of the sword in your hand."
Su Yun didn't know why the master paused, but he followed in a good mood: "Disciple must work hard, so that he can be worthy of being the master's disciple."
This was said with great sincerity. Who else in the world could have a Dongxu mother like me, and a Dongxu cultivator as a master? Moreover, I also have a Dongxu aunt. It's just that my aunt...
After hearing Su Yun's words, Yue Er's tired expression changed a lot, and she smiled and said softly: "Shangguan Yuhe taught you etiquette well."
"Master, aren't you afraid of praising your disciple?"
Speaking of etiquette, Su Yun remembered something and frowned, "It's just that my mother has been busy with the affairs of the sect since I was a child, so I was taught etiquette by my wet nurse."
"Oh!" Yue Er said meaningfully, and hesitated for a moment: "The magic you used in the duel with Taowu yesterday should be Pei Wan's "Transfer of Flowers and Woods".
Su Yun exhaled a breath of foul air and looked solemnly at the road in the distance:
"Yes, Master. I have learned half of Wanniang's skills. It's all because I didn't learn the complete Mixin Sword Art back then. If there is another chance in the future, I will definitely let Wanniang teach me all her skills."
"snort...!"
Su Yun:! ?
Yue Qi'er snorted secretly. She was Su Yun's master. Hearing that her disciple sincerely wanted to learn other people's martial arts, she was somewhat unhappy. Her steps became much faster as she walked on the road.
Su Yun tilted his head slightly, and after a long moment of confusion, his eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had finally come to an understanding:
"Master, don't be jealous. I am also very interested in your vagina."
This doesn't sound right.
Yue Qier raised her eyebrows and asked, whether intentionally or unintentionally, "What did you just say?"
"Um?"
Su Yun thought deeply, maybe he said it wrong, and after thinking about what happened yesterday, he answered carefully: "It is Yin-Yang Dao, Master."
Yue Qier's almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly, and she replied with some disappointment: "Oh, that's the case. I'm glad you're interested."
The blue-naped green sparrow that was currently following these two-legged weirdos in the forest landed on Su Yun's shoulder.
There were many animals in the Hengduan Forest, so Su Yun didn't pay much attention to them. However, the bird kept stamping its shoulders to test whether it could stand. It was so cute.
Little did he know that the bird jumping and chirping on his shoulder was expressing his opinion just now: this piece of wood really can't chat, what a fool.
The two people and the bird walked like this, chatting from time to time. Occasionally, Yue Qier took Su Yun to fly over a long and dangerous area.
During this time, Su Yun asked, "Master, what exactly are we doing in this forest?"
"Well, let me tell you. The purpose of coming to this forest is not far ahead. Maybe not many cultivators know it now. It is the forbidden area: Julong Mountain."
"Oh, Julong Mountain...Julong?" Su Yun was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and looked at his beautiful master in disbelief.
"Julong Mountain!?"
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When the forest ends and the water source is reached, there is a mountain, where the world is turned upside down and there are no birds, beasts or insects singing.
As far as the eye can see, this mountain pierces straight into the clouds, magnificent and ethereal, as if it is not from this world. The morning sun shines on the top of the mountain, reflecting a golden and magnificent scene.
Looking at this mountain that is tens of thousands of feet high, Su Yun's eyes were filled with surprise and horror.
It turns out that there is such a magical place in the uninhabited area of the continent. Is this where my father died?
"Get ready Suyun, we are going to go there on the cloud."
Su Yun swallowed and nodded.
Yue Qier, who was standing by, waved her fair jade hand and made a pulling gesture towards the floating clouds in the sky. The floating clouds in the sky seemed to be summoned and fell into the mortal world and came to Yue Qier's feet. Yue Qier immediately raised her jade feet and stepped in:
"You come in too."
Riding on the clouds is a necessary skill for immortals. Only some cultivators at the peak of Huayun or powerful Dongxu can do it.
Although it is very likely that his mother also knows this skill, she prefers to fly on a sword. Whether she is teaching on a daily basis or occasionally returning to Kyoto to celebrate the New Year, she always flies on a sword. So this is Su Yun's first time flying on a cloud.
Seeing Su Yun's hesitation, Yue Er, who was standing on the cloud, reached out her soft hand to grab Su Yun's hand and said, "Don't worry, don't be afraid. Master is here and you won't die from the fall."
Is this fear?
Su Yun was not without experience in flying with a sword. He had traveled most of the way from Jiange to Huanxi Temple by flying with a sword. However, flying by himself was different from flying on a cloud.
This is a cloud, a vague and empty cloud, so I am not afraid, but it is human nature to fear and tempt the unknown.
Su Yun comforted himself in this way, and bravely raised his foot and stepped on it. His foot did not reach the bottom, and the clouds felt soft and white. He could even feel a little warmth through his shoes, which seemed to be brought by water vapor.
How can I describe this feeling? It's a bit like a master holding my hand, soft and warm.
Ahem——
Seeing Su Yun tremblingly walking up to the clouds, Yue Er'er smiled, and it was as if she saw herself back then:
"Okay, if you're afraid of falling, you can hold on to the edge of the master's clothes."
"Okay, okay." Su Yun didn't care about the difference between master and disciple at this time. He quickly grabbed the corner of Yue Qier's skirt at the waist with both hands. Although he only grabbed the corner of the skirt, his hands inevitably vibrated and touched his master's waist during flight.
It was at that time that Su Yun realized how slender her master's waist was and how charming her figure was under her clothes.
At this close distance, with the breeze blowing gently, Su Yun's nostrils began to be filled with the scent of his master's body. It was fragrant, a bit like the scent of daffodils. Hmm... but after smelling it for a long time, why did it also smell a bit like heather?
I think we met in the woods.
Su Yun was thinking so, but he didn't know that his master, both his body and vagina, were covered with or filled with Huang Feng's essence. The smell of that stuff could not be covered up no matter how Yue Que'er washed it afterwards.
For Su Yun, who was still a virgin, he had never ejaculated semen, so he had no idea how similar the smell of semen was to that of heather.
Perhaps, not knowing is also a kind of happiness.
The distant mountains have long dark eyebrows, and the slender willows have graceful waists.
I also suspected it was the mirror of Yaotai, flying in the blue sky.
Is cultivating immortality for longevity? Otherwise, the carefree and carefree state of riding clouds and mist may not be immortal, but it is more like immortal.
Su Yun gradually got used to it. He looked at the scenery passing by around him, freed one hand to feel the wind, and his mentality changed instantly. He even felt like he had some breakthrough in the bottleneck of his realm.
"Master, look over there. It turns out that the cloud crane can fly so high."
"The sunlight has burned the clouds red."
"Look at that! Look at that!!"
Yue Er looked back at Su Yun who was hugging her waist from behind, her eyebrows curved, and her holy face revealed a different look: "Hold tight, Master is going to speed up."
"oh!!!"
During the flight, Su Yun hugged his master and turned sideways to look forward. He didn't see it at the foot of the mountain before, but when he got closer, he found that the outer edge of the mountain seemed to be wrapped in a layer of green film. Does this feel very similar?
It looks very much like my own sword energy.
The tens of thousands of feet high Julong Mountain can be reached in a short time at the flying speed of a Dongxu cultivator.
After a moment of staring, the two of them suddenly braked in front of the green film. Su Yun suddenly couldn't stand and hugged his master's body and moved closer.
Although it was said slightly, the two bodies were actually in close contact.
The master's body temperature was warm, and the hair that brushed against Su Yun's nose was fragrant. The feeling of his body hugging her was almost as soft as that of a cloud, and extremely comfortable.
"We're here, but you still don't want to let go?"
The master's elegant voice came into his ears from the front. Su Yun was startled and quickly stepped back.
One step, two steps, three steps. The cloud was not very wide and he was about to step on empty air. Su Yun took another step and his feet were already out of the cloud.
Bang!
"Silly boy, what are you thinking about?" When she was about to fall out, Yue Qier turned around and grabbed Su Yun's hand. Her breasts under her skirt heaved, her face seemed to be flushed, and there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.
Fortunately, Su Yun turned his head and looked down at the clouds. If he fell from here, even a Gui Ling peak would be smashed into a meat paste.
Seeing Su Yun's nervous look, Yue Er smiled again: "Give me the Green Scroll Sword."
"Huh? Oh." Confused, Su Yun took the sword from his waist and handed it to his master: "Here, Master, are you going to...?"
After taking the three-foot green sword, Yue Er did not draw it out, but placed it vertically in the green membrane in front of him. The green membrane became active after coming into contact with the green sword, and began to wriggle like rice paste, and then opened a hole of varying size for people to enter.
After entering the cave, Julong Mountain is completely different from what it looks like from the outside.
The surrounding clouds were flashing with lightning, and the astonishing spiritual energy turned into a chaotic strong wind in the air, and sometimes turned into snowflakes that fell on the ground and smashed a big hole. The rainwater on the ground evaporated and flowed back, and it looked like a heavy rain was falling from the earth to the sky. There were many impassable void gaps in the space. The ten thousand steps on the ridge of the Julong Mountain were ruthlessly crushed, but miraculously floated in the air in a broken state.
This mountain looks high from the outside, but half of it is cut off from the inside, and eight thick but rusty iron chains fall on the edge of the mountain.
Su Yun looked around and asked in surprise, "What's going on?"
The forbidden area is not a paradise, but a purgatory?
Yue Qier, who was directing the clouds to land on the mountaintop, said leisurely, "This is also my first time entering Julong Mountain, but it seems that after your father's death in the battle, the rules of heaven and earth have been disrupted."
"Are the rules of heaven and earth disrupted?" Standing on the top of the mountain, Su Yun, watching the scene, felt a little touched. It turned out that his father's battle had reached this level.
Yue Er didn't know what Su Yun was thinking. She walked to the iron chain and touched it. Her eyes fell on the array pattern at the root of the chain: "Even if the rules of heaven and earth are disordered, there are some things that Dongxu cannot destroy."
Hearing the master's voice, Su Yun turned around and looked over.
"You should have learned from Qilin why your father died."
Su Yun said honestly: "I heard from Old Huang that he was trapped by some kind of formation, and then..."
"A formation of the Dao-Wen level."
Asking for the Way is a level above Dongxu. No one has reached this level for thousands of years. It is rumored that if one can break through this level of Dongxu, one can ascend to heaven in broad daylight and gain immortality. It is also rumored that asking for the Way is to follow the will of Heaven. Those who reach this level can rule over a plane and possess omnipotent abilities.
But does such a vague and ethereal state really exist?
Swoosh——
A strange light rose on the top of the mountain, circled around the top of the mountain, and then fell on eight directions. The strong wind on the top of the mountain then dissipated, and a barrier rose.
Yue Qier jumped on the top of the mountain, and her figure rose three feet off the ground and then slowly fell down. This time, time was very, very slow. "You don't have any more Dao levels, most of them were destroyed by your father, but the remaining formation palace is enough for you."
Su Yun was confused and asked, "Is it enough?"
How to use it?
Su Yun's eyes subtly swept over his master's graceful figure. The careless hug he gave her when she was flying in the sky just now made the young boy have quite a few fantasies.
Yue Er looked at Su Yun, her holy and elegant face did not show any ripples, but she smiled and explained to Su Yun:
"Arrays are wonderful and different. I won't explain the principles in detail now. You just need to know that the strength of the array depends largely on the array patterns constructed by the spiritual objects it uses. A capable array master only needs to enter the array and master these array patterns to use the array for his own benefit."
Su Yun nodded as if he understood, and looked at his master who slowly landed on the ground. His pair of white jade toes with low heels turned a bright red color when they touched the ground.
"And the master has now mastered the formation pattern. The time in this formation has been changed by the master to a different flow rate than the outside world, about twenty times faster."
"Twenty times?" After Su Yun pondered for a moment, he blinked at his master's pretty face, not looking like he was lying to his apprentice: "Master, you didn't lie to me?"
Yue Qier gave him an affirmative look.
Su Yun understood the meaning and said in surprise, "Doesn't it mean that staying here for one day is equivalent to staying outside for twenty days?"
The next moment, Yue Qier ruthlessly dispelled his thoughts: "The rules of time are the laws of nature. Even the Void cannot affect it much. This formation no longer has the power to ask questions. It can be used for a short period of time, but it is impossible to use it for a long time."
Su Yun gave up in dismay. This kind of heaven-defying thing really couldn't last long. "Then how long can it last?"
Yue Qier raised two slender fingers.
Su Yun smiled and said, "Two hundred days?"
Yue Qianer shook her head: "About twenty days, which means more than four hundred days here."
Su Yun now roughly understood why the master brought him here, so he simply asked: "So the master is planning to let me practice here?"
"That's right."
Yue Er confirmed Su Yun's idea, and then took out two mats from the green rope of the ring on her white jade wrist, threw one to Su Yun, and threw the other at her feet, pressing her plump buttocks gently on it: "But it's not just pure training, I still need to teach you some skills?"
"ability?"
Seeing this, Yue Er raised the corners of his mouth and smiled faintly, "By the way, besides the sword and Pei Wan's magic, did your disciple learn anything else in the Sword Pavilion?"
"When learning swordplay, my mother also taught me how to use knives, guns, sticks and other weapons, but nothing else."
"That's good."
The situation outside the Julong Mountain was changing rapidly, so Su Yun and his master stayed safely inside the mountain for more than twenty days.
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Arrived at Jiange.
The mountain was covered with white snow, and many houses had lit lamps. Some disciples with low levels of cultivation cooked for themselves with smoke rising from the chimneys. There were also many disciples who sat in front of the door with lamps in hand, and used the remaining sunlight to look at the spiritual swords they had obtained earlier when the sword tomb was opened.
From the altar of the sword tomb where snowflakes were falling, a hunched figure of an old servant in a gray shirt ran out. The gray shirt and hood covered half of his face, making it impossible to tell who he was.
Blood was oozing from his left shoulder, dripping onto the snow, staining it scarlet. He had not run a few steps when a ray of sword energy suddenly burst out from the spatial cracks in the sword tomb altar behind him.
The old servant's cloudy eyes suddenly became clear, and he quickly swung the long weapon wrapped in the cloth bag in his hand to block the blow, but the sword energy was so piercing and terrifying that he could not block it at all. The sword energy cut a hole in the cloth bag and then penetrated and shot past.
The old servant managed to dissipate most of the sword's force, but his body was still knocked flying and rolled down the stairs.
Te——
The old servant rolled onto the dojo and struggled to stand up, spitting bloody phlegm on the ground. He gritted his teeth and opened a small gap in the air that was too small for a person to pass through. He threw the "shrine" he had been holding in his hand into it, and then showed his dirty yellow teeth:
"Can he survive two sword strikes from Shangguan Jianxian? Can he be considered a great man?"
There was no echo from the steps.
Snow fell fiercely on the ground, and the steps and courtyard were covered with white snow. A stunning woman was holding a plum branch diagonally and walking down slowly. Her white jade high heels on the steps were covered with snow mud. The silver ornaments swayed slightly on her beautiful face and hair, and her clothes fluttered like an immortal.
There was no warmth or anger on her stunning face. The cold wind blew through her sleeves, and wisps of red silk appeared on the branches of the plum tree. The next moment, Shangguan Yuhe's hand stabbed forward. The sound of the sword breaking through the wind was deafening and spread throughout the entire Qingjing Mountain.
The sword energy dissipated the snowflakes as it passed through, and everything turned into nothingness wherever it passed, and the space seen by the naked eye became distorted.
The gray-shirted old servant gritted his teeth and said, "You think you can kill someone with a straight sword?" After saying that, he turned sideways, kicked the ground hard with both feet, and jumped a few feet away.
Unexpectedly, the sword energy whistled with a strong wind, waiting for the moment when the old servant jumped up, then turned around and attacked the old servant again. Seeing this, the old servant immediately raised the long cloth bag in his hand and leaned sideways to release the sword energy, muttering: "I'm going to die, I'm going to die, am I going to die?"
The sudden appearance of sword energy awakened many disciples with good cultivation and the attendants guarding the dojo, and they all leaned out to check.
Qingshui Sword Servant, wearing a disciple robe, walked out with a look of surprise. Someone actually fought with the Sect Master in the Sword Pavilion?
Not many people know how powerful Shangguan Yuhe is.
She only remembered that after she had just broken through to the Void Realm, three cultivators had come to the Sword Pavilion to ask for sword advice. They were Elder Zuiqing Xuanqi, Great Xia's national teacher Liu Zhouyue, and a rude and rude cultivator from the ninth realm of Huayun.
The consequences for them were one injured, one defeated, and one dead! This record of suppressing a Dongxu and injuring two people at the peak of Huayun made Shangguan Yuhe recognized by the immortal cultivation world as: 'The No. 1 Sword Immortal in Jiuzhou'.
However, this sword energy gradually dissipated and turned into nothingness when it touched the cloth bag weapon of the gray-shirted old servant, allowing the old servant to block it.
"Dissipated?"
"I don't think it's a big deal. The Sect Master hasn't even drawn her sword yet. You see, the Sect Master is holding only a plum branch."
"But I didn't expect that this old servant could actually block the sect master's sword. Qingshui Sword Servant, what realm is that gray-shirted old servant at? What weapon is he holding in his hand?"
Listening to the discussions of the disciples behind her, Qingshui attendant shook her head. With her level of the seventh level of Huayun, she could not see through the realm and methods of this old servant.
This shows that this old servant is stronger than her!
The cloth bag was stuck half a foot into the snow. The old man in gray blew the blood from his nose with his hand, looked at Shangguan Yuhe who was walking down the Taoist temple, and smiled with his yellow teeth:
"I am almost alive. I have one last shot before I die. Please give it a try, Sword Immortal."
"Fire!" The gray-shirted old man stepped on the ground with one foot, and the snow in the Baizhang Taoist temple was brushed into the air. The cloth bag turned into ribbons, and a black iron spear appeared in front of him. Then the old man took a step back, twisted his body and stretched his arm. He gripped the butt of the spear with his right hand, then pulled and twisted it. The energy in his body burst out, and the gun sounded continuously. The snow turned into spear power, which was cold and sharp, domineering and shocking.
However, when the gun was raised, Shangguan Yuhe's beautiful face in the distance was still as calm as a still pond, but after a moment, the plum branch in her hand broke into pieces.
Then Shangguan Yuhe turned around and walked into the back mountain.
After a long time, a cold voice came: "For this shot, you are worthy of half a gun fairy."
After a few breaths, the onlookers finally reacted and looked back at the gray-shirted old man. They found that his gray shirt had been cut into pieces, the iron spear's head was stuck in the ground, his withered hands were holding it weakly, his colorless eyes gradually closed, and then he swallowed the fishy sweetness in his mouth and knelt towards the northwest:
"Let her be the Spear Fairy."
Scarlet blood dripped, and a space crack that no one could pass through was torn in the dim cell. A shrine fell out from the crack. The appearance of the shrine was almost exactly the same as the shrine containing Su Qingshan's soul.
However, the shrine shattered into pieces of rust the moment it fell to the ground. Hidden among the pile of rust was a golden-bronze key, which was extremely eye-catching.
Deep in the room, the sound of chains scraping against the ground rose and fell.
With a click, the door opened.
A delicate, blood-stained foot stepped out of the cell. The copper chain tied around the ankle made an unpleasant sound as it scraped against the ground. A girl with black hair covering her face walked in the dim corridor where moans could be heard from both sides from time to time. She walked out step by step with difficulty.
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Bamboo forest in the back mountain.
Snowflakes fell on the tiles of the bamboo courtyard where Huang Feng lived. The lanterns hanging at the gate emitted a dim light. Shangguan Yuhe stood in front of the door, a trace of worry appearing on her cold and beautiful face. Then she stretched out her soft hand to push open the door, stepped up with her slender legs, and stepped into the courtyard with white jade high heels.
"Master, why are you here?"
The sudden voice startled Shangguan Yuhe, and she looked over with clear eyes: "Pei Wan, why are you here!"
Pei Wan, who was standing at the door of the inner courtyard, showed up and smiled with a beautiful face: "The sect leader asked me to teach the swordsmanship to the exchanged disciples. Did you forget?"
Not to mention, the recent affairs of the sword tomb and the opening of the pharmacy were too tedious, and Shangguan Yuhe actually forgot about it for a while.
"So, the Sect Master is here to see me?"
"It's a long story, but..." Shangguan Yuhe's cold sword eyes looked at the light of the wing room behind Pei Wan, and then used his spiritual sense to communicate with Pei Wan: "What about the young master of the barbarian tribe? He has been in seclusion since he came out of the sword tomb. Does he have anything on him?"
Pei Wan turned sideways, revealing the door. "He took a spiritual sword of the Huayun level from the sword tomb, and then went into seclusion after returning. As his temporary master, I can only guard the door for him."
Shangguan Yuhe frowned slightly and glanced suspiciously into the room: "Really?"
"..." Pei Wan's peach eyes trembled slightly. When he was about to say something, the slave seal in his abdomen flashed: "Yes."
"Okay then."