Hot spring cliff.

In broad daylight, the white mist is vast.

A wonderful day starts with dual cultivation.

Ling Zhouyue’s so-called dual cultivation is for Xiao Ran’s constitution, which is both equal to the five elements. Except for the inexplicable comfort when the dantian is washed away, it has no use in terms of practice.

Give up, no one saves me, a waste except the system.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ran was somewhat perfunctory.

Ling Zhouyue used spiritual power to help Xiao Ran rush for a long time, and the more she rushed, the more she became more and more angry.

"You're really a piece of wood..."

"Try to use Dantian to gently motivate his strength!"

"Follow my tide rhythm and slowly push the Qihai."

Sword and bamboo forest.

Chu Yan, who was hiding behind the huge rock, covered her little mouth and was so scared that her face turned pale.

Xiao Ran is a piece of wood... Gentle and force... slowly pushing...

It turned out that the master took the initiative!

Chuyan cried.

The master actually takes both men and women!

Chuyan learned from his mistakes.

I thought to myself that I had to speed up the pace. Xiao Ran was so charming that he would not only lose his life, but also lose his heart if he dragged on it.

It doesn't matter to lose yourself, anyway, the pure love she wants doesn't require a body.

It's over if you lose your heart!

She rubbed her crying red eyes, looked angry, got up and returned to her disciple's room, and began to weave clothes silently...

She must make a beautiful set of fairy clothes so that the master can take a look at her!

There is no woman who doesn't like clothes.

Mastering the master's wardrobe is equivalent to mastering the master's heart, which is much higher than Xiao Ran's love that betrays his body.

What's more, people don't hurt!

Hot spring cliff.

Xiao Ran was immersed in the vast mist, closing his eyes and enjoying the Master's spiritual power.

If you rush too much, you will be a little bit overwhelmed and you will easily get fluttered.

"Master, I think practicing is OK. Chu Yan seems to have misunderstood something..."

The Master's faint anger and scolding came from the opposite side.

"You are the one who misunderstood! You have given your life to you, are you so angry with me?"

Xiao Ran thought about it and said that his current relationship with his master may be closer than that of a Taoist couple.

There are no tombs in the mountains, the rivers are exhausted, the winter thunder is shaking, the summer rain and snow are in harmony, and the heaven and earth are in harmony, so I dare not be separated from the teacher!

"The disciple knew he was wrong."

Ling Zhouyue said coldly:

"Where are you wrong?"

"I was wrong..."

Xiao Ran searched for the dry intestines, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't find a suitable vocabulary to describe it.

Ling Zhouyue's eyebrows and eyes twitched slightly, and a violent force rushed into Xiao Ran's mind.

"You are wrong to practice martial arts without concentration, you are foolish!"

Xiao Ran:

“…”

After an hour of washing, Xiao Ran's Qihai still didn't respond.

My body feels so comfortable that it is numb.

Ling Zhouyue cursed:

"A stupid guy, I'm so angry!"

Xiao Ran felt that the time was almost done.

"Why would I give it a try?"

"How do you want to try?"

"I'm not in a hurry to practice the 100,000 layers of Qi refining anyway. I want to practice the critical strike with the flow first, and maybe I have a new understanding at that time."

Ling Zhouyue was stunned.

"You still want to draw my strength?"

Xiao Ran promised:

"This time the disciples will exert their resonance power. Master will not be injured except for losing spiritual power."

Ling Zhouyue had no choice. If Xiao Ran could become stronger as soon as possible, she could save a lot of trouble.

"Then you come."

Xiao Ran put on his clothes, got up and went to the bamboo forest next to the hot spring cliff, and found an open area without distant mountains in front of him.

Because the sword energy is too powerful, he did not use a sword this time.

The palm technique is easy to dissipate and is relatively safe.

Xiao Ran squatted and started a critical strike with the flow, exerted his strength in his palm, and hit it out in the air with one palm.

The palm power is just flat, and it has no resonance effect in itself.

But while he was out of his palm, he resonated with the blood jade bones melted into his bloodline with the power of the second-level resonance, trying to create a bloodline connection with his master's body.

One palm, bang!

In the pool, Ling Zhouyue closed her eyes and rested without any reaction.

Two palms, bang!

Ling Zhouyue still didn't respond.

Three palms, bang!

Ling Zhouyue still didn't respond.

Ten palms, bang!

Ling Zhouyue frowned slightly and said:

"Can you do it? You can't move me in the slightest way by relying on your own strength."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Ran's eleventh palm burst out with a bang!

Ling Zhouyue's eyes stagnated.

It seemed as if the soul was connected to Xiao Ran's palm. As a palm was slapped out, her dantian shook, and the powerful force instantly spread to the limbs and bones, and in a blink of an eye it dissipated into the bones of the blood moon and spread to Xiao Ran's palm.

A vast palm force shot out of Xiao Ran’s palm, rumbling and rumbling, surging and surging through the sky, the sea of ​​sky flowed backwards, tides slapped the clouds, rumbling and rumbling throughout the sect.

Xiao Ran was ecstatic because he was focused on resonance and transportation and forgot to give out a few palms.

"Master, which palm is this?"

I didn't hear the Master's response for a long time. I suddenly turned my head and the fog in the pool water inexplicably aggravated a lot.

"Master?"

Ling Zhouyue shrank in the fog.

Due to the resonance between the power of his own tide and Xiao Ran’s palm, his limbs and bones were washed and penetrated.

My face was flushed, my whole body was throbbing, and I always felt my body bleeding again. When I looked down, there was no blood...

Xiao Ran returned to the edge of the pond.

As the fog was aggravated, he could not see his five fingers, and even his spiritual consciousness could not penetrate.

"Master, don't scare me?"

Ling Zhouyue gritted her teeth and said nothing.

Xiao Ran groped in the fog until he touched the edge of the pool and grabbed the master's shoulder.

The palm is a little slippery.
To be continued...