Chapter 313 I Swear to Always Support My Senior Sister! 7,000 Words (1/2)

To put it bluntly, the so-called half-doing is to practice only half, and being intimate is also half.

Although Mu Zhian originally planned to practice with peace of mind, however...

Yao Meng hooked his hands around Mu Zhian's neck, and his rosy lips touched his lips lightly, and the sweet fragrance exhaled had a charm that attracted people's attention.

"I still have my competition tomorrow, I have to adjust my state to the best state as soon as possible..." Mu Zhian expressed his refusal tactfully.

The reason was not for the competition, but he was not sure whether the original witch was asleep. If the original witch woke up when he and Yao Meng were intimate...

"The spiritual energy in my cauldron is greatly lacking, and it was lost a lot when I went to the Dagan Dynasty last time. I need to practice with you to make up for it."

Yao Meng lowered his eyes slightly, looking a little reserved, and said softly: "As for your desire to adjust your state... My natural Taoist fetus can not only allow your first-grade skills to gradually complete the evolution, but also recuperate."

Inside the house, the candlelight flickered.

Mu Zhian looked down at the fairy in front of him. Even if she had behaved indifferently in the eyes of the world in the past, she still blushed a little at this moment. She turned her head slightly, and her crystal earlobes were stained with a faint blush, which was very tempting.

Come to think of it, dual cultivation is also a way of cultivation. What's more, Yao Meng was born with Taoism, and this was just for cultivation...

Mu Zhian's eyes became more and more scorching. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and lowered his head. He kissed Yao Meng's flawless cheek, and then moved slowly down along her cheek and touched her lips.

Almost at that moment, the Pure World Green Lotus in Mu Zhian's body burst out with a green brilliance in an instant.

"Green Emperor——!"

The voice of the original witch sounded in the depths of the natural furnace, but it was immediately covered by the Pure World Green Lotus.

Slowly, she felt that the spiritual energy in the natural furnace seemed to be quietly fading away. Although she didn't know what happened, the fact that the spiritual energy of the natural furnace would fade away could only mean one thing.

——Mu Zhian's spiritual energy was being absorbed by someone.

The spiritual energy in the Tiansheng furnace cauldron cannot be actively controlled even by Mu Zhian herself, but requires the initiative of others... In other words, the Green Emperor gave her Taoist partner to her in front of her...

Thinking of the various scenes that might happen in the house at this moment, the original witch narrowed her silver eyes, and the silver hair behind her slowly rose like floating in the sea.

Boom!

The spiritual consciousness in the Tiansheng furnace cauldron lit up a silver glow, as if it was going to break the Pure World Green Lotus.

However, at this moment, a spiritual energy that did not belong to Mu Zhian suddenly injected into the Tiansheng furnace cauldron, and the huge spiritual energy made the body of the original witch soften involuntarily.

The next moment, this spiritual energy that did not belong to Mu Zhian filled the Tiansheng furnace cauldron, and it was so warm that people could not help but feel sleepy.

This is... Yao Meng's spiritual energy!

As Yao Meng said before, she was a natural Taoist fetus. Although she could not passively practice dual cultivation, she could actively feed back the spiritual energy to the Tiansheng furnace cauldron.

At this moment, this rich spiritual energy is actually nourishing the spiritual consciousness of the original witch!

Mu Zhian also noticed this, and lowered his head to gaze at the beauty in his arms. The flickering candlelight reflected her drunken face.

Yao Meng did not resist, but she did not take the initiative. However, from her increasingly rosy and charming look, and the sound of biting her lips to suppress herself, although Mu Zhian was only refining the spirit, he had already suppressed the unity of the Tao, and even Yao Meng could not resist it.

She slowly opened her bright green eyes, with a faint blush on her cold face, her eyes were moist, and she looked at the beams of the ceiling in a daze.

…

The process of cultivation was boring and uninteresting. By midnight, Mu Zhian had completely made up for the spiritual energy he consumed today, and he looked vigorous.

Then, he looked up at Yao Meng beside him. She was covered with a quilt, hiding her graceful figure. Her long black hair was scattered on her back, a little messy, but her face had returned to its former coldness. This posture was enough to make people who saw her feel inferior.

If he hadn't seen Yao Meng's charming posture in the past, Mu Zhian himself would find it difficult to imagine what kind of appearance this fairy would show in bed.

Mu Zhian sighed with satisfaction in his heart, feeling refreshed.

But at the same time, he was still a little worried.

Although it was cool and the spiritual energy was recovered, I just bullied Yao Meng so much. If the original witch was really still awake, she would probably be angry.

However, the original witch never showed up from beginning to end, so I think she must be really asleep.

If the original witch is not asleep, I will "save" it in advance... Mu Zhian thought to himself.

"You will have a competition tomorrow, but I think you should be confident, right?" Yao Meng suddenly asked softly.

She rested her head on Mu Zhian's arm as a pillow, her face was still slightly flushed, and there was a hint of charm in her clear eyes.

"With your help tonight, I am naturally confident." Mu Zhian looked at her gently and said sincerely.

Under normal circumstances, after a competition in the Ascension Conference, if the opponent is weaker, a lot of spiritual energy will be consumed, and it will be quickly recovered.

But if there is a big battle, it is unlikely to be completely recovered in just one night.

After all, the cauldron of the Refining God Realm is much larger than that of the Refining Essence and Refining Qi Realm.

In this case, what a cultivator can do is to adjust the body to the best possible state, or take elixirs.

Among his peers, there is probably no other person like Mu Zhian who directly asked the great power of the Hedao Realm to help adjust the state, or even suppressed the great power of the Hedao Realm with his hands... probably in the whole Jiuzhou.

…

Mu Zhian hugged Yao Meng's smooth and soft body, and slept with her in the warm quilt with peace of mind.

After nearly half an hour of teasing and tenderness, Yao Meng stopped disturbing him.

She lifted the quilt, her black hair scattered on her back, and her hair naturally fell to her calves and bent slightly, leaving only a beautiful back.

Yao Meng looked at her slightly sideways, with affectionate eyebrows and a smile on her lips: "I won't disturb you tonight, you can practice with peace of mind."

"Is the fairy leaving?" Mu Zhian asked.

"I can't step into your natural furnace for the time being, and I plan to take this opportunity to see what's going on with Yao Yue." Yao Meng said with a smile.

"After all, she is the Saint of my Yaochi Holy Land."

Mu Zhian nodded slightly, looking at Yao Meng's departing figure, and hesitated slightly.

He wanted to ask Yao Meng if there were any extra Nirvana silks in Yaochi Holy Land, but he finally held back.

Although I don't mind being a gigolo, I always feel a little embarrassed to ask Yao Meng to ask Yaochi for this...

We can trade with the Saint of Yaochi later...

Thinking of this, Mu Zhian silently closed his eyes, held his breath, and began to let the spiritual energy circulate in his body.

At the same time, the four characters of Tianhuang Gongfa gradually emerged in his mind.

Although he might not have time to master this level of Gongfa during the Ascension Conference, if he could comprehend a little bit, it would become a great trump card in the Ascension Conference afterwards.

His Lone Star Sword itself is a pinnacle of concentration, and the spiritual energy is completely injected into the sword. After one sword, he can hurt the enemy ten thousand and hurt himself eight thousand.

If he could master the Heavenly Phoenix Art, he would be able to burn his own furnace when the spiritual energy was absorbed by the Lone Star Sword, allowing the spiritual energy to be reborn.

However, the difficulty of practicing the Heavenly Phoenix Art was extremely high. Mu Zhian was already a genius in Dongzhou, but it was still difficult to peek into its threshold.

At this moment, Mu Zhian seemed to see a white world in his mind. This was the meditation training of the Heavenly Phoenix Art. Although no one taught him, Mu Zhian knew that if he could walk out of this white world, he might be able to peek into a corner of the Heavenly Phoenix Art.

However, no matter how he walked, it was always white all around, and he couldn't see his five fingers when he stretched out his hand, because this world was too dazzling, so dazzling that it was difficult for people to open their eyes.

After groping in this huge world for nearly half an hour, Mu Zhian opened his eyes somewhat disheartened, took out the ring left by the first generation of demon king from the storage ring, and fell into deep thought.

Speaking of which, the Heavenly Phoenix Art was obtained by the first generation of demon emperors from the heavens, and the first generation of demon emperors had already practiced this art to perfection. Logically, there should be no need to keep this art specially...

Mu Zhian gently grasped the ring, his eyes flickered slightly, and whispered to himself: "Maybe it's not that there is something wrong with my practice of the Heavenly Phoenix Art, but that this art itself has a threshold for practice, and I haven't reached it yet."

"Or, the problem lies in this ring?"

"Maybe it is necessary to use it to learn the Heavenly Phoenix Art?"

Mu Zhian had felt several times before that he was about to step into the threshold of the Heavenly Phoenix Art, but he was always a little short... and that distance seemed close, but in fact it was extremely far away.

Just like the pioneer and the opener, the pioneer is great because the passage he took was the first time.

Of course, the opener is also great, because he can expand the road taken by the pioneer to a wider distance, and even walk into the end that the pioneer has never reached.

Mu Zhian was facing such a situation at the moment. The entrance to the Tianhuang technique was within reach, but it was just a little short.

He could reach that little bit, but he couldn't find a way now.

Maybe it wasn't my practice that was wrong, but I was missing something crucial...?

Mu Zhian looked at the ring in his hand and fell into deep thought.

But I had checked the cave of the Pilgrimage Temple inside and out before. The only thing left by the first generation of demon emperor should be this ring...

Mu Zhian pondered for a long time, got up and changed his robe, came to the study, picked up a pen and ground, and wrote a letter.

This letter was one of Lan Murian's magic weapons. After folding it into a paper crane, it could automatically fly to a certain coordinate that had been locked.

After Mu Zhian released the paper crane, he looked up at the paper crane that gradually disappeared at the end of his vision, then retracted his gaze and turned his head to ask: "Sister Mengrou, do you have ointment?"

He didn't even need to be born with a spirit body to know that Wei Mengrou was by his side.

The proud maid in yellow gradually appeared in Mu Zhian's sight. She looked at her young master with a hint of doubt in her eyes: "What do you want the ointment for?"

"I want to apply some ointment occasionally to dress myself up." Mu Zhian smiled brightly.

Unexpectedly, Wei Mengrou glanced at the young master with a cold look: "You just want to cover up the scent of the Green Emperor on your body? Are you going to go out to find someone?"

She is worthy of being Sister Mengrou. She knows what I am thinking as soon as I ask her a question...Mu Zhian nodded slightly and said with a smile: "I remember you also have the habit of applying perfume cream occasionally?"

Wei Mengrou glanced at the young master coldly: "You came to me because it is inconvenient to ask other women for it, and you are worried that they will be jealous?"

Mu Zhian did not deny it and nodded slightly.

Not to mention others, if she went to Bai Ruoxi to ask for perfume cream, she would probably immediately notice that Mu Zhian was mixed with Yao Meng's unique body fragrance...

If she knew that Mu Lang and Qingdi were secretly having an affair...Let alone perfume cream, Mu Zhian might not even see the sun tomorrow, and forget about participating in the Ascension Conference.

Tie Mu Zhian back to the Sword Palace overnight.

As for Ye Lingxuan... she was just caught by her today, but Lingxuan probably didn't expect that Mu Zhian had even done the last step with other people. Although the girl had had physical contact with Mu Zhian, it was only once after all. After all, she was still a pure little beauty. She didn't expect that her brother Mu would be so fickle.

And Ye Qian... she probably understood brother Mu, but Ye Qian couldn't keep secrets in her heart, and it was very likely that Ye Lingxuan would notice something unusual.

After all, the only person around her who could share such a secret was Sister Mengrou.

Looking at Mu Zhian's slightly apologetic look, Wei Mengrou finally sighed softly: "Wait for me here for a while."

"Sister Mengrou is so nice." Mu Zhian breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Wei Mengrou did not leave immediately, but walked in front of him under Mu Zhian's gaze.

"What's wrong?" Mu Zhian asked.

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Even though Mu Zhian has entered the sage mode now, looking at the hot and sexy figure of the maid, he still can't help but feel a little moved.

A long hair like a waterfall is scattered, the goose yellow dress outlines a charming curve, and a pair of delicate and small embroidered shoes are on her feet.

A pair of slender jade-like legs are set off under the skirt, and her cold demeanor adds a bit of charm to her.

Wei Mengrou ignored Mu Zhian's eyes focused on her, she leaned down slightly, and gently put her red lips to his ear.

"You don't really think it's okay to find me, do you?"

Mu Zhian subconsciously looked up at her. Wei Mengrou's eyes showed a hint of displeasure, and she whispered: "Even I would be jealous."

Before Mu Zhian could react, Xiangfeng left the table, and Wei Mengrou appeared in front of the door like a ghost. She pushed the door open and didn't look back. Only the cold and faint voice sounded lightly in the room.

"Don't do it again next time."

With the departure of Wei Mengrou, Mu Zhian finally woke up from his sudden realization.

It seems that next time I will go down the mountain to Tianxuan City to buy two boxes of perfume by myself...Mu Zhian thought to himself.

In the past, maids were just maids, but now Wei Mengrou is more than just a maid...

After waiting in the study for a while, Mu Zhian saw Wei Mengrou throwing a box of pink perfume to him.

Then, he turned around and planned to leave.

But before leaving, she suddenly hesitated and glanced at the young man in the room: "Where are you going later? Do you need me to follow you?"

Mu Zhian shook his head: "Sister Mengrou, just sit here and practice with peace of mind. I don't plan to leave the sect, but I want to ask my senior sister some questions."

Among the people he knows, the only one who knows the Tianhuang Gongfa is probably the Queen of the Demon Realm.

But he and the Queen of the Demon Realm are superiors and subordinates. He had just sought her help before, and this time he called her for personal matters, which was a bit too rude... and might even cause the Queen's disgust.

Excluding the Queen of the Demon Realm, the other person who can be found is Lan Murian.

The Heavenly Fate Saint Body can see through the origin of all things, including the Gongfa and the thunder tribulation. In the past, Lan Murian was able to suppress the thunder tribulation several times in a row and break through the Refining God Realm at one time, which is the existence of this special physique.

If it is her, maybe she can see through the secret of the Tianhuang Gongfa.

After waiting for nearly half a quarter of an hour, Mu Zhian saw a paper crane flying from the window. He opened it and took a look. Sure enough, he saw the other party's reply of agreement.

There were only two simple words on the letter paper.

"Okay."

...

Liangyi Peak.

When Mu Zhian came to the outside of Liangyi Peak, he saw a tall and cold beauty standing in the air not far away, with a fluttering white skirt and black hair scattered on her back, slightly messy with the cold wind.

The moon-white long skirt set off her well-proportioned figure. Unlike Bai Ruoxi, Lan Murian was not that kind of weak and cold, but a bit like a beauty in the gym, with white and tight skin.

Even Mu Zhian couldn't help but secretly sigh at Lan Murian's beauty when he looked at this scene.

Perhaps because it was late at night, she did not cover her face with a veil, her hair fluttering in the cold wind, setting off her delicate and flawless face. She raised her head and smiled, "You still have time to come see me. It seems that I am quite free today."

Why did this sound like a sarcastic remark...Mu Zhian pretended not to notice and smiled, "I have been practicing hard these days, otherwise it would be impossible to refine the fourth level of the spirit so quickly..."

After saying that, he sighed again: "It's a pity that I was punished by thunder in the martial arts world, otherwise I might be able to be promoted to the fifth level of God Refining during the Immortal Ascension Conference."

The cold wind blew Lan Mulian's dress close to her slender figure. Looking at Mu Zhi'an's gloomy eyes, Lan Mulian's cold eyes flashed with a hint of unbearability, and she said: "Come in first. "

Even though he knew that Mu Zhian was willing to commit suicide, emotion still defeated reason in the end.

The snow that had been falling for several days had stopped tonight, but the biting cold wind made people's heads swell.

Mu Zhian Yujian flew behind him, looking at the cold beauty walking in the air not far ahead. He took off his coat, Yujian caught up and put it on Lan Mulian's shoulders.

The sudden warmth made Lan Mulian's body stiffen slightly. He subconsciously put his delicate hands on the coat on his shoulders. He glanced at the thinly-clad Mu Zhian behind him and said, "I'm not afraid of the cold. Brother Pastor, take it back." Bar."

As I spoke, I wanted to rip off my coat.

But at this time, Mu Zhian put a hand on the back of Lan Mulian's hand, and the cool and soft back of the hand brought a beautiful touch.

He looked up at the beautiful senior sister in the eyes of countless sect disciples, and said softly: "There is nothing I can do for senior sister. The monk is indeed not afraid of the cold, but at least it represents my feelings."

After reaching the God Refining Realm, monks will no longer be afraid of the cold... But what the coat can warm is not the body, but the heart.

Lan Mulian looked at Mu Zhian with a faint smile in his eyes: "How many women's hearts have you used this trick to seduce, Pastor Brother?"

"Also, remember to remove the scent from a woman next time before saying this." There was an inhuman coldness in her tone.

"fragrance?"

Mu Zhian was puzzled for a moment, looked at Lan Mulian's beautiful eyes as clear as cold pools, and was slightly enlightened. He took out a box of balm from the ring: "Is this the fragrance that senior sister said?"

Lan Mulian narrowed her eyes slightly: "This is..."

"I got the balm by chance a few days ago. I thought I would have to make some preparations when I came to see Senior Sister..." Mu Zhian said.

Then, he handed the ointment to Lan Mulian.

"Although I have used some, if you don't dislike it... senior sister, please accept it."

"Maybe it's of no use for spiritual practice, but it can increase a woman's charm."

Lan Mulian's eyes flashed slightly, she glanced at Mu Zhian, and finally accepted the balm.

Looking at this scene, Mu Zhi'an felt relieved.

When he first met Lan Mulian, he felt that there was something wrong with her attitude. At first, he thought it was because he had been writing less frequently to her recently, but it turned out to be because of the balm.

This woman may seem cold and frosty, but in fact she is extremely possessive and belongs to the type of domineering female CEO. If the window paper between the two parties hadn't been punctured, she might have been tightly controlled.

In any case, with the two previous foreshadowings, Lan Mulian's attitude towards Mu Zhian was obviously much more friendly, and the two of them arrived at a villa without knowing it.

The decoration in the villa looked classical and elegant. Mu Zhian sat on the chair next to the table at Lan Mulian's gesture. Then he looked around the surrounding environment and said, "It's quiet and quiet here, but senior sister can't live here alone." Does it feel too quiet?"

Lan Mulian put the ointment into the ring and showed a faint smile: "Fei Ying comes here occasionally, and the master often brings a chessboard to play games with me."

"Also, you often wrote to this place before." Lan Mulian continued.

That look seemed a little colder.

Obviously, although this proud senior sister had never expressed her dissatisfaction with Mu Zhian's indifference during this period, her words and actions revealed this information all the time.

"I'm sorry...but too many things have happened recently, and the Ascension Conference is of great importance. Naturally, I also want to improve my own strength."

Mu Zhi settled down for a moment and sighed: "After this Immortal Ascension Conference, I will probably be able to have some free time."

Lan Mulian's face was expressionless: "You came to me today because of the Immortal Ascension Conference, right?"

Mu Zhian shook his head and said, "It's also because I haven't seen senior sister for a long time."

When he finished speaking, he looked up at the senior sister who was wearing a moon-white dress and had enough breasts to put on the desk.

This time Mu Zhian seemed very sincere.

After seeing Lan Mulian today, he has been missing this senior sister. He came to see her today because he also wanted to have a good communication with her.

Lan Mulian sneered: "You only think of me at times like this."

Senior sister seems to be jealous, should I be relieved... Mu Zhian glanced at Lan Mulian in surprise, and then immediately said: "There won't be much to do after the Immortal Ascension Conference. I can also stay with senior sister all the time." Keep the paper cranes sending messages.”

I swear that from now on I will do everything I can to help my senior sister! It doesn’t matter even if you turn into a licking dog...

Lan Mulian's expression seemed to soften a little and he nodded slightly.

Then, as if sensing Mu Zhian's eyes, she said calmly: "Zhihe's letter is secondary. Compared to this, I have already considered the things you just mentioned in the letter."

The senior sister's way of changing the topic was so abrupt... Mu Zhian saw through it without saying anything, and listened quietly to her words.

"It stands to reason that the first generation of demon kings shouldn't consider passing down the Heavenly Phoenix Art to the next generation..." Lan Murian's cold eyes met Mu Zhian's, "After all, it's strange that you can get the ring he left behind."

"If I were him, you wouldn't even see the ring, I would destroy it directly."

Mu Zhian nodded silently.

Senior sister is indeed in tune with me, and has the same ideas as me. She is worthy of being my wife...

Why did the first generation of demon kings leave behind the ring that preserves the Heavenly Phoenix Art?

The first generation of demon kings has completely mastered the Heavenly Phoenix Art. If it is destroyed, wouldn't the first generation of demon kings be the only one who masters this art in the world?

As a being in the Hedao realm, it is very difficult to die as long as he doesn't commit suicide, not to mention that he is a nine-life Heavenly Phoenix.

In this case, what is the purpose of him keeping this art?

"Let me see that ring." Lan Murian said.

Mu Zhian handed her the ring left by the demon king.

He sought Lan Murian's help not out of random requests, but because this woman was a divine body that could see through the origin of all things, and even analyze and decompose them.

When the Demon King Ring fell into Lan Murian's palm, she closed her eyes and peeked at the most primitive essence of the ring.

Unknowingly, a stick of incense had passed.

Mu Zhian was very patient, sitting aside and waiting patiently, looking at the ring in Lan Murian's hand, but his eyes uncontrollably glanced at the front of her white dress several times.

The plump breasts that could not be concealed proudly propped up the lapels, and the skin in the candlelit room was still white and smooth.

This woman had a ravine in her chest, and she was probably one of the few who could compete with Nai Xi.

After nearly half a quarter of an hour, Mu Zhian suddenly felt Lan Murian's curled eyelashes tremble slightly, and then slowly opened her eyes.

"Senior sister, how is it?" Mu Zhian asked immediately.

Lan Murian's red lips slightly opened, and she was about to speak.

Boom!

However, at this moment, the ground suddenly shook violently.

Mu Zhian's sight fell on the ring in Lan Murian's hand. At this moment, the Demon King's ring in the hands of this senior sister quietly lit up an unprecedented blazing white light!

Mu Zhian's mind reacted almost immediately.

... This ring of the first generation of Demon King is indeed strange!