"There is a high probability that this will happen. It's just a matter of time," Zhou Zheng said. "If you are coerced by the tribe and they need you to spy on me, you can tell me that we are simply together as lovers. Normally,

Don’t discuss anything about the disaster and the Futian Alliance..."

Ao Ying suddenly rushed forward. Before Zhou Zheng could react, he felt his cheeks being pressed by a pair of small hands, and a pair of soft lips appeared in front of his lips...

The picture in the room gradually blurred.

Zhou Zheng wanted to raise his hands to hug her several times, but he retained a trace of reason in his heart. He just responded to her appropriately and reined in his horse in time at the edge of the cliff.

"Yingying, my technique."

Ao Ying seemed to be waking up from a dream, she hid in the closet and closed the closet door tightly.

Zhou Zheng smiled bitterly when he saw this, and could only go back to his room through the wall, and immediately closed his eyes and meditated.

This may sound a bit inappropriate.

Zhou Zheng felt it, and felt the riot of his own pure Yang power. There were actually streams of pure Yang energy in his body, which traveled around the sky and was quickly refined by himself.

Then Chunyang Wuji Kung took a small step forward.

Zhou Zheng blinked and carefully recalled the previous times when Pure Yang Wuji Gong suddenly upgraded and he was unable to suppress it.

It seems, maybe, probably, all related to the interaction between men and women?

Ah, you can still practice Qigong with a kiss?

If you say this, you will easily be regarded as a "liumang" emperor.

Yes, solitary yang does not last long. When men and women come into contact, a certain degree of yin and yang harmony can be produced, and the desire generated in one's heart and the yang energy generated by the desire in the body become the nourishment of pure yang Wuji Gong.

Zhou Zheng clenched his fist with his right hand and lightly tapped the palm of his left hand, leaving several afterimages of his body in the room.

After closing the door, closing the window, drawing the curtains, lifting the quilt to wrap himself up, and opening the storage magic weapon in the corner, Zhou Zheng took out... an old mobile phone that he had treasured for many years with a somewhat solemn expression.

Soon, Zhou Zheng put away his cell phone without laughing or crying, and calmly covered his lower body with the quilt. His whole body felt a little bad.

You can really practice Qigong.

Not only the interaction between men and women, but also doing things that are not prohibited by law from being read but cannot be spread, can also quickly gather the yang energy in the body...

Is this technique really serious?

Of course, this is definitely not doubting Laojun's character, it is just a rational use of the desires of living beings.

As for whether this would hurt the body, and whether it would only arouse desires without resolving them, and whether it would cause some problems with the immortal body, Zhou Zheng couldn't care about it at the moment.

Just prepare some relevant knowledge in advance for a happy life in the future.

Zhou Zheng took a deep breath.

In order to save the world and defend the right of living beings to ascend, what's the point of suffering on your own!

I covered myself with a quilt, widened my eyes, and felt Yang Qi coming.

That day, Zhou Zheng grasped a shortcut to practice.

A place of darkness, a mysterious place.

The old man riding the bull stared at the cloud mirror in front of him, looking at Zhou Zheng's way of practicing seriously while watching a movie, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

At the same time, somewhere in a spacious and bright chemistry laboratory with a slightly higher room temperature, the old professor raised his head, looked at the small stove in the corner, and strolled over.

"Laojun!"

The two young 'researchers' who were about to doze off immediately jumped up.

"Well," the old professor nodded and said warmly, "start the furnace and make the elixir. First take out Wang Shan, and then go get these medicinal materials."

The fairy light flickered, and two long lists appeared in the hands of the adult version of Xiao Jin and Xiao Yin.

The two boys looked down and then looked at each other.

Good guy, isn't this the elixir that the two of them refined for some heavenly immortals to strengthen their body and cultivate their vitality?

However, the age of this medicinal material seems to be a bit exaggerated, like 30,000-year-old pure yang evil dragon blood, 10,000-year-old pure yang stag antlers...

Are these things really in the treasure house? Laojun asked them to get them, so there must be some.

"Laojun, what kind of elixir are you trying to make?"

The corners of the old professor's mouth twitched slightly, and he said calmly: "Nine Transformations of Yanyang Pill is used by Zhou Zheng to improve his cultivation."

The two boys looked stunned, turned around and disappeared without a trace.

The old professor looked at the palm-sized Wang Shan who was almost incinerated and shook his head slightly.

These stupid juniors.

There is no way that sensory stimulation can be as direct and effective as elixirs.

…

Zhou Zheng took three cold showers in a row before finishing his two-day practice.

When he walked out of the house, his whole person was exuding a high-spirited energy. He could already be called a 'strong' immortal body, and the corners of his mouth were almost blistering!

Good guy, who can bear this?

To tell a joke, his Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu is still two films away from reaching the fourth level.

This is ten times more efficient than meditating in front of the sun every day.

Exactly ten times!

If he is willing, he can lead the team members to start the next Laojun trial tomorrow, and there will be no time to hand in this paper.

Zhou Zheng took a deep breath and realized some problems in the past two days.

Such improvements are not without cost.

The price may be... probably...

Instructor Bing Ning meditated near the elevator door, guarding this place while practicing.

In Zhou Zheng's eyes, there was a little light all over her body, and some unhealthy images appeared in Zhou Zhengdao's mind.

Snapped!

Zhou Zheng suddenly slapped himself in the face and took a breath of pain.

The price is that your accumulated desires are like a bomb bank, and Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu can easily go crazy.

This is really a problem.

Bing Ning seemed to be disturbed by the noise, her long eyelashes flickered slightly, and she looked over with a pair of bright eyes.

At this moment, Zhou Zheng even felt that Instructor Bing Ning's whole body was emitting a soft light, his skin was like gelatin, and his Adam's apple trembled slightly.

"What's wrong with you?" Bing Ning asked, "Why are you looking at me so blankly?"

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay."

Zhou Zheng covered his eyes and walked to the corner.

A sudden inspiration came to him, he turned his feet and knocked on the door of Master Tang Sanzang.

Wouldn’t it be nice if we listened to Buddhist scriptures and purified our hearts?

Ah, yes, if you practice like this to control the fire, listen to the sutras and extinguish the fire, and come and go, isn't the Yang Qi earned in vain?

Wonderful!

There was a soft click, and the door slowly opened.

Zhou Zheng only felt a misty pink appear in front of his eyes. The meritorious Buddha wearing a monk's skirt appeared in front of his eyes. His long eyelashes slowly raised, his eyes were so clear. Although his slim figure was wrapped in a monk's skirt,...

boom!

Zhou Zheng slammed the door and poked his eyes with two fingers!

What a beast!

Brother is a beast!

This sister is a male monk in her skin!

The king who walked out of the next room called softly: "Emperor, what's wrong with you?"

This voice was soft and clear, as if a spring breeze had blown through Zhou Zheng's Taoist heart, causing ripples in his Taoist heart.

"No, it's okay!"

Zhou Zheng immediately took steps without raising his head.

Yes, you can go find Mr. Black Bear yourself!

Black bear save me!

After taking just two steps, Zhou Zheng's eyes were unconsciously attracted by the graceful figure passing by on the left. When he looked up, he saw the fox girl wearing a short skirt and flesh-colored stockings.

"host……"

"Stand there! Stand there and don't move!"
To be continued...