The Demon He Can’t Forget

"I...really here?" Chi Muyao swallowed after taking the pill, still worried.

"Yeah." Xi Huai closed his eyes altogether. After all, he couldn't move, so he let it go.

"Come on." Chi Muyao cheered himself up, moving gently onto the stone bed.

It's just on a stone bed, but the spirit of "the strong man is gone and never returned."

When Xi Huai heard this cheer, he almost went crazy with anger.

He didn't seem to be a trapped person, but a behemoth that swallowed people, waiting for Chi Muyao with his **** mouth and fangs open.

Waiting to find it, Chi Mu is still in the distance, dare not move, it can be described as a very disciplined trainer.

Xi Huai is ready, as if there was a party in the earlier period.

Unexpectedly, Chi Muyao's **** were brought together, and after gathering the spiritual power, the **** pressed against Xi Huai's heart.

A warm spiritual power surged from his heart position, and gradually gathered downward from Chi Muyao's finger.

When he returned to his senses, Xun Xihuai opened his eyes secretly, but he still disappeared.

The sound of the rustling was followed by the rustling sound, which could break out of the moving pool, Muyao, but felt very light.

After gathering the intention, he also informed You Ming, so that even Chi Mu's slight actions could be felt.

Chi Muyao gradually came, beautiful clothes, very light and soft, with a sense of encounter.

Chi Muyao's method of refining the mind is to control the strong with the weak and soften the solid.

When the canal is completed, the rocks are scattered, and the soft water is considered, which is the end of the algorithm.

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Xi Huai thought he would hate it, but he was still regretting it when Chi Muyao first practiced.

However, he helped Chi Muyao complete this practice.

He wasn't sure whether Chi Muyao had absorbed all his spiritual power safely, because after the end of his cultivation, Chi Muyao cried and fainted in his arms.

He fell abruptly, his head hitting his chest.

Chi Muyao's cheek was resting on his chest, and the tears on his cheek wet his clothes.

I don't know why Chi Muyao was crying so fiercely, why there were so many tears, it seemed that he was still choking after fainting.

He could only lie down on the stone bed, quietly waiting for Chi Muyao to wake up.

After confirming that Chi Muyao was in a coma, but the state was okay, he swallowed heavily, and finally released the clenched fists, and then slowly exhaled.

Never thought that one day he would be reduced to a tool for others to cultivate, and he would still be such an extreme mental method.

After he really finished his first practice, he became weird.

He frequently tried to look up, wanting to see Chi Muyao's situation, he unexpectedly began to worry that this idiot would really not be able to practice, and he was crazy.

He smelled the faint smell of blood and the rich fragrance of heather flowers in the air, and he was afraid that Chi Muyao's cultivation situation was not optimistic.

After a while, the smell of heather flowers gradually disappeared, thinking that it was absorbed by Chi Muyao.

It leaves only the smell of blood in the air.

When Chi Muyao woke up, half an hour had passed.

After slowing down, he quickly propped up and sat up, realizing that the place where he was sitting was not secure, he quickly got up, first helped Xi Huai arrange his clothes, and then fumbled to organize his clothes in the dark.

After finishing the order, Chi Muyao took the initiative to admit his mistake: "I'm sorry, I didn't fainted on purpose."

"It's okay." When Xi Huai answered, his voice was a little dumb, as if he was thirsty.

Chi Muyao approached Xi Huai sensibly and fed Xi Huai a glass of water. Then he sat cross-legged on a small stone pier on one side. After his sleeves were stretched, he put his hands on his knees and pinched out the first bloom of the lotus. Shoujue, said to Xi Huai: "I'm going to start cultivating, and absorb the spiritual power you gave just now."

"Ok."

"It may be longer, and it will absorb more than I thought."

"..."

Chi Muyao did not speak any more, and entered a state of meditation and cultivation.

Be conscientious and conscientious, there is really no way of thinking about it. The two of them just reached an agreement on cooperative cultivation, and there was nothing superfluous.

Xi Huai couldn't do anything, so he could only wait.

Without knowing the time in the cave, he could only roughly estimate the time. It was about ten days before Chi Muyao closed his knees and exhaled a suffocating breath.

Xi Huai looked in the direction of Chi Muyao and heard Chi Muyao say: "I have absorbed it."

"how is the progress?"

"Wait a minute, let me make a rough estimate."

Chi Muyao estimated according to his own absorption situation this time, and said: "In the beginning, absorption will be slower, and efficiency can be improved later, and the time can be shortened. Therefore, we may need to practice one hundred and thirty-two times, minus the last one. , That is, one hundred and thirty-one left. It takes nine hundred and forty-four days, which is two hundred and fourteen days in two years."

"So many times? Can't it be less?"

"I will try to reduce the number of times. If I become proficient in the future, maybe I can reduce the number of times. Can I try to keep it within 120 times?"

Hearing this number, Xi Huai only felt that his eyes were dark, too much. He didn't know if he could have the patience to persevere. In the end, he could only compromise: "All right."

"However, thank you. With the spiritual power absorbed by this practice, my body is full of spiritual power, and it is no longer as tired as before."

Chi Muyao walked up to Xi Huai and used a small washing technique.

Xi Huai breathed a sigh of relief when he was finally able to wash.

He couldn't disturb Chi Muyao while he was meditating and absorbing the cultivation base. He was the only one lying on the stone bed during the ten days, no one was talking, and he was very depressed.

Before being imprisoned, Xi Huai was not a chat-loving character, and was abruptly held back to talk a lot.

Xi Huai asked, "If you absorb my spiritual power, will you feel a burn in your body?"

There is a dragon flame in his body, which is a backlash caused by the spiritual bond, which tortured him and his father every day.

After being sucked away by Chi Muyao, his body was magically relieved, and some of the dragon flame impurities in his body were also sucked away.

It seems to have carried out a large-scale filtration, sucking away the part that would cause him to go crazy, and leaving the part that can help him improve his cultivation.

This is an unexpected gain.

"No." Chi Muyao answered truthfully, "What we absorb is your essence, and the spiritual power contained in it is decomposed from the essence, which is different from your direct transmission form."

"This way you can resolve the harassment caused by the Dragon Flame, why didn't my father think of it."

"I think, I'm afraid it will be unbearable if I change to my senior sister and junior sister. I am a man, and I have a lot of yang in my body, so I won't be burned. If they were, they would be more or less harmed and even killed."

That said, before I saw Chi Muyao, I was afraid that the entire cultivation world didn't know that there was a male disciple hidden in the Hehuan Sect.

Chi Muyao really didn't leave the school in the Deacon Hall of the Hehuan Sect.

Thinking about his father again, I am afraid that he would not be willing to cultivate with a male Acacia sect, so he can only torture his son.

Chi Muyao stepped on the stone bed again, and said to Xi Huai, "Then I started?"

"Ok."

As the so-called one rebirth, second rebirth, the second time Chi Muyao is not as difficult as the first time.

However, this time still crying hard, Xi Huai pursed his lips and frowned.

After it was over, Chi Muyao didn't faint anymore, but he also supported the stone bed for a long time before he could stand firm.

He insisted on asking Xi Huai: "Should I wash you again with a small washing technique?"

"Well, after washing, help me tie my hair again, it was shaken by you."

"Oh, good."

Chi Muyao stood in front of Xi Huai, called a small washing technique to clean the two of them, and then walked to the top of Xi Huai's head to help him tidy his hair.

After the hair crown was taken off, Chi Muyao helped him reclose his hair with his hands. During the movement, his fingers were inserted into the gaps in the hair, and his fingers crossed the scalp. The movements were gentle, not annoying, but liked for a while.

Chi Muyao encountered the dragon horn on his right forehead several times. He was not used to having a dragon horn alone. After avoiding him, he helped him tidy his hair and muttered: "You have a lot of hair, you are always angry. Shouldn't people lose their hair?"

"..." On this day, Xi Huai didn't know how to talk.

Chi Muyao has become accustomed to the situation of a person talking and talking, and can continue to say: "You young people are too impetuous. Relying on your youth, you want to squander your body..."

"Now you are squandering..."

"..." Chi Muyao held his hair and moved his face, instantly blushing.