"I looked up the practice of spiritual things."
Mo Fan:? ? ?
"Essence is the best for monsters, and so is spirit."
Mo Fan:? ? ? ?
"The mouth is also the essence."
Mo Fan raised his head abruptly. The man had a dignified face, as if he was only teaching people the cultivation method, not the shameful language.
Qi Ling carried Mo Fan to the front of the collapse, and gently laid it flat on the thick quilt.
"I don't mind helping you practice."
Mo Fan: I don't mind.
Mo Fan wanted to get up, but the man pressed down, his movements were more like throwing himself into the opponent's arms.
"I don't… "
"Suck my Yuanyang, do you feel uncomfortable?" Qi Ling rubbed his hand on Mo Fan's waist.
Mo Fan subconsciously said, "No..."
Now that he had reacted, he dodged and bumped into the man's smiling eyes.
"Little liar." Qi Ling kissed the other party's lips lightly, "Obviously very happy."
Mo Fan wanted to refute, but he couldn't deny that that thing helped him a lot. While hesitating, Qi Ling found an opportunity.
Breathing became quicker, and the snow-white clothes slipped to the ground during the movement. The firm touch came from between the fingers, the body. The servant was blindfolded and his face was flushed.
"Wait, wait a minute." Mo Fan struggled suddenly.
"I can't wait." The man gritted his teeth.
"No, I want to say..." But before he finished speaking, Mo Fan suddenly disappeared.
Qi Ling: ...
A pill came out from under the shirt, and said via voice transmission, "I just said wait a minute."
Although Mo Fan restrained himself, Qi Ling could still hear the schadenfreude.
"That's all." Qi Ling sighed.
This loss, Mo Fan couldn't bear it again, "How about... I will try to change form again?"
"It's okay, the future will last forever." Qi Ling said with a lot of meaning.
Mo Fan: What if I suddenly don't want to take shape
After going through this time, Qi Ling put all his energy into helping Mo Fan cultivate, and Mo Fan was inevitably a little frightened while enjoying it.
I always feel that the other party is holding back a big move.
"How long will it take to change form?"
Mo Fan, "Uh, at the current speed, about ten years?"
Qi Ling's face twitched slightly, maybe, he could consider giving the other party another Transformation Pill
Turning into a human form again, Mo Fan lost his panic. Qi Ling almost immediately threw him on the ground and entangled him.
"Hey, wait, ah."
"We can't wait any longer," Qi Ling buried his head in Mo Fan's shoulder, "We can't waste time."
Mo Fan: ...
Why are you in such a rush? Are you still the protagonist who doesn't change his face in front of the catastrophe
The system said leisurely, "The protagonist just hasn't eaten meat for thousands of years."
Well, that's all.
Mo Fan stopped.
[Why don't you block it?]
The man's hands had already penetrated into the mouth of the thin cloth covering his body, and his lips lingered on the beautiful collarbone.
The system didn't reply, it was really blocked this time.
*****
The first transformation, Mo Fan only persisted for an hour, but this time, he never changed back. Maybe mouth essence really works
What Mo Fan thought of, Qi Ling naturally thought of it too. When he came out, he still looked at it curiously, "Did you really eat all of it?"
Mo Fan just bit the opponent's hand hard. Qi Ling promptly removed the aura from his body, which prevented Mo Fan from jumping to the teeth.
Although he really wanted to bully him enough, but in order to prevent the situation of making people back into pills, Qi Ling took a break. However, he didn't take his things back from Mo Fan.
Caressing Mo Fan's flat and firm belly, Qi Ling said slowly, "This time, you don't need to digest for another month, right?"
Mo Fan was so angry that he wanted to turn his back, but was held down by the other party, "Don't be angry, if you move, I will come out."
Mo Fan: Did I let you stay inside? !
Still very angry.
During the movement, Mo Fan took away the opponent's palm, Qi Ling took it along Mo Fan's hand, but immediately put it on. A warm current flowed from the palm, forming a circulation in the body.
Mo Fan was so comfortable that he almost hummed, his expression was weird.
Qi Ling kissed his forehead, hugged humanity and said, "Follow me to practice kung fu."
No need for Qi Ling to say it, Mo Fan has already done it subconsciously. The body formed its own circulation, and Mo Fan was a little drowsy.
"Go to sleep." A pair of hands brushed his eyelids, and Mo Fan fell asleep smoothly.
After falling asleep for a while, Mo Fan was awakened by something strange under him.
"Sorry, the action is a little louder."
Mo Fan couldn't help but let out an "ah" and was speechless. I was depressed in my heart, but I could only sink into it amid Qi Ling's panting.
The sun and the moon were unknown in the cave, and Mo Fan suddenly felt that the whole world was shaking. I don't know if it is really effective, but he doesn't feel tired, but more energetic.
Now, the man became more and more reckless, vowing to try all the postures on the jade slip one by one. Finally waiting for the other party to be slightly exhausted, Mo Fan was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but the man took out the elixir, followed by another round of dragon spirits and tiger leaps.
Mo Fan: ...
The elixir that replenishes vitality can still be used in this way, so he has taken it.
Jingyuan is a part of spiritual energy, so naturally it should not be vented too much, and Qi Ling also replenished spiritual energy into Mo Fan's dantian at the same time, even the Mahayana's cultivation base can't bear the daily labor. Qi Ling also thought of it by accident, thinking about being prepared, but it turned out to be really useful.
When Qi Ling was having fun, Mo Fan was speechless. In short, he also took a lot of pills.
[System, tell me, it's been a few days.]
system:…
"six… "
[Only six days?]
"Six six thirty six."
Mo Fan: ...
Damn, why didn't he get killed at all.
"Fanfan, calm down, don't speak foul words."
[How many days have you tried this?]
The system is silent.
Mo Fan snorted coldly in his heart.
Regardless of the battle situation, Mo Fan has really stabilized his transformation. Not only that, but the whole person looks even more radiant and smooth.
[What about others? Ran?]
"Steady the realm."
Mo Fan: ...
Why do you say so
In fact, there are not many times when he is really comfortable. Qi Ling spends most of the time helping him refine, but the two of them are always in close contact without separation.
As soon as Mo Fan woke up, Qi Ling sensed it and appeared in the cave. At this moment, Mo Fan was wearing a white undershirt, and he was no longer speechless.
Qi Ling held a bowl of cyan liquid in a bowl made of white jade, and helped him up, "Drink some, it will moisten your throat."
Mo Fan looked angry and bowed his head. The sweet liquid went down the throat and into the stomach, and the dryness in the throat was relieved. After drinking it, there was no longer any discomfort.
"Do you feel better?"
"Yeah." He replied softly with a slightly hoarse voice.
"Do you want to sleep again?"
Mo Fan shook his head.
"Sorry, I'm out of control."
Qi Ling took the initiative to apologize, but Mo Fan didn't know what to say.
"I'm just so happy," Qi Ling said, hugging the person, "At first, I thought I just thought you were interesting, but in the secret realm, as soon as I thought that the person was you, I couldn't be as excited as myself."
"Xiaofan, what about you? Why did you stay by my side?"
Mo Fan rolled his eyes at him and didn't speak, but Qi Ling got the answer from Mo Fan's intimacy, and happily kissed Mo Fan several times.
After being happy for a while, Qi Ling said, "Xiaofan, your body has no aura, what's going on?"
Mo Fan thought of a systematic explanation, and repeated, "My body is a elixir, and the refined aura will only be absorbed by it as nutrients and cannot be used."
As for the transformation, it is only after the aura is sufficient that one of the pill patterns is activated.
"So, I can only say that I am a mortal, but compared to mortals, my lifespan is longer."
As soon as Mo Fan explained, Qi Ling could understand why after losing his essence, his cultivation base did not drop but rose instead. Presumably, while the two are getting close, Mo Fan's medicinal properties are also nourishing himself.
Qi Ling looked solemn, "Then what if it's the medicinal pill itself?"
"same."
Qi Ling thought for a while and said, "Then you must not stay out of my line of sight from now on. I'll go and find out if I have a magic weapon for protecting myself later, and I'll prepare some more for you."
Mo Fan was not hypocritical, and nodded in agreement. If he had the power to protect himself, he would not be so passive when he first came to this world, he could only escape but not fight back. It is said to be a god-grade elixir, but in the end it is just a prop for others to practice.
"Don't worry," Qi Ling comforted, "No matter what, I won't let you get hurt, unless I..."
Mo Fan didn't let him say the rest, "I understand."
*****
Qi Ling's collection for thousands of years can be described as a huge treasure, and it took three days just to sort out and find suitable items. Mahayana's spiritual sense can scan several items in a flash, so it can be seen that the other party's collection is quite rich.
Putting all available magic treasures and celestial artifacts into the storage ring, Qi Ling spent another month refining a bunch of talismans for Mo Fan and gave them to him.
"If it happens that I'm not by your side and encounter danger, just throw these things out, and I'll be there right away."
Mo Fan looked at this pile of things covered with black lines. Only when he answered, Qi Ling hugged him in his arms with satisfaction.
The storage ring only needs a little spiritual energy, which Mo Fan can still mobilize.
It's not that Qi Ling has never tried to let Mo Fan practice, but Mo Fan sat in meditation for a long time, and all the spiritual energy he absorbed went into the pills in his dantian, so he gave up.
After tossing all these things, Qi Ling had a whim, took out a jade slip and a sword, and asked Mo Fan to practice the sword. He is not a swordsman, but with his cultivation, it is not a problem to teach Mo Fan to learn simple swordsmanship.
"I'll practice with you."
Qi Ling made up his mind to let Mo Fan learn something, so he dug Mo Fan out of the quilt early in the morning and went out to practice swords. Ordinary monks don’t need to sleep, let alone a elixir. It’s just that Mo Fan is used to the human’s routine and enjoys the feeling of sleeping very much, so he inherited it.
And Mo Fan is the first pill that Qi Ling encountered that can transform into a shape, and there is no aura on his body, so he only thinks that Mo Fan's body is like this. Every time Mo Fan fell asleep, he would sleep on the side with him. Of course, some exercise before going to bed was indispensable.
Mo Fan has no aura, and the sword moves he uses are not powerful, but he dances decently. Qi Ling restrained his aura and showed no signs of timidity when confronting Mo Fan.
There are also several types of sword cultivators, among which there are two categories, one is supplemented by aura, and the other is only using swords, suitable for monks who have no spiritual roots or not outstanding spiritual roots.
It is not difficult to say that the entry level of sword repair is not low, otherwise, there will not be only so few sword repairers in the cultivation world. When monks started to use spirit arts to fight against the enemy, sword repairers would probably only use some simple moves in addition to improving their physical fitness.
Sword cultivators are indeed powerful, but they are sword cultivators who have already stepped into the threshold. Many sword cultivators may not be able to step into that threshold in their entire lives.
A swordsman who majors in swords requires perseverance, perseverance, and faith, all of which are indispensable. Without faith, then you will never be able to touch that realm.
There are many sword masters in the world, but they can't be called sword masters. Only a few top masters can be regarded as reaching that level of threshold.
The biggest difference between mortals and monks practicing swords is the secret skills. If the top of the sword you use can only reach a certain height, no matter how you practice it, it is useless unless you can innovate. But creating your own sword moves is more difficult than practicing.
The one in Qi Ling's hands is naturally a good thing. The sword formula he gave Mo Fan is a high-level sword formula that was accidentally discovered in a certain cave, which can be cultivated to the upper realm of ascension.
Mo Fan didn't care if it worked out in the end, he just thought that practicing swords was a very interesting thing. The world he experienced was all modern, and this was the first world outside of science. Human beings can cultivate immortals, make alchemy, refine weapons... all kinds of skills, each of which is a magical skill beyond the scope of science.
The author has something to say: As an ABO, it takes one week for the orc world to mature, and thirty-six days for the cultivation world, isn't it too much
Uh... maybe exaggerating a bit, it's okay, just have fun watching it.
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Today's second update~