Chapter 45 Another Path of Cultivation
Ye Xiaoman was puzzled, having only walked for a few minutes.
However, Xiao Chujing wanted to pretend to be weak, and she was too embarrassed to expose him, so she followed him into the pavilion.
Xiao Chujing suddenly turned around, her high ponytail raised in a graceful arc among the scorching peach blossoms. With a domineering movement, she pulled Ye Xiaoman into her arms and hugged her tightly.
He rubbed his chin against the top of her head affectionately, "Finally, I found a chance to be alone with you."
There were too many people outside, and no matter what he did, people would watch him. The junior sister didn't like to get close to him.
Ye Xiaoman was as calm as if she had been fishing for ten years at RT-Mart. "The first three breaths are free, and anything beyond that will be charged."
Xiao Chujing's dimples were deep. "The person is yours, and the money is yours too. You can charge whatever you want."
It's burning again.
Xiao Chujing held Ye Xiaoman for a long time.
The seed of love sprouts and branches out, and grows into a towering tree.
I really enjoy this moment, not thinking about anything, just staying together quietly.
Ye Xiaoman wanted to make it clear that she actually refused when Xiao Chujing first hugged her.
However, her biggest hobby is beauty, and Xiao Chujing's appearance makes it really difficult for her to refuse. In her previous life in the end of the world, the top star in the nightclub had to charge for just a touch of hand.
Xiao Chujing is wild and pure, and he would give himself away for free. He would feel guilty if he didn't take advantage of the opportunity that was delivered to his doorstep.
Ye Xiaoman had taken enough advantage, and Xiao Chujing let her go. She was about to leave, but he held her back again.
He sat on the bench in the pavilion, pulled her down and sat her on his lap.
His eyes fell on the corner of her bitten mouth again, and for some reason he always cared about it.
He was very unhappy, it would be fine if he could leave his mark on her, he leaned forward, with his jaw clearly raised, to kiss her.
Ye Xiaoman selflessly pushed him away: "No, no."
Xiao Chujing looked at her straight, smiled, and moved his lips away when they were about to touch hers.
They clasped their fingers together.
Ye Xiaoman exclaimed "Huh" and felt a surge of spiritual power passing through her closed palms and rushing into her meridians calmly.
Xiao Chujing transmitted spiritual power to her.
Originally, after the cultivators cultivated and absorbed the spiritual energy between heaven and earth into their bodies, they would transmit it all to their own tendons and meridians, polishing them over and over again, gradually improving themselves.
However, Xiao Chujing transferred half of the spiritual power he had accumulated over the period to Ye Xiaoman.
This is also the reason why cultivators do not want to find a Taoist partner whose cultivation is weaker than theirs. Apart from admiring the strong, this one-to-one support model really slows down the progress of cultivation.
Cultivating immortals is a race against heaven and time. Who would be willing to waste precious time to help the weak?
Xiao Chujing agreed.
He said tenderly, "You don't need to feel inferior in the future. I said I would guide you in cultivation."
Ye Xiaoman had no intention of taking advantage of someone and still acting like a good girl. She said, "Thank you." This time she meant it sincerely.
As the spiritual powers blended, Ye Xiaoman's soul was moved, as if she had come to a vast and empty place.
Suddenly, I couldn't think of anything and forgot where I was. Every cell in my body felt as comfortable as if it had been carefully ironed.
It was also the first time for Xiao Chujing to pass on his skills to others, and the first time he experienced the feeling of soul-stirring and spirit-trembling. He was surprised, unfamiliar, and yet addicted to it.
After a long time, when Xiao Chujing had transferred all his accumulated spiritual power to Ye Xiaoman, the two reluctantly separated their hands.
Their hearts raced, and it took them a while to calm down.
Ye Xiaoman felt her body was full, all the fatigue from the journey was swept away, her meridians were scrambling to digest the nutrients, and she became even stronger.
"So this is what spiritual practice feels like. It's truly a supreme spiritual enjoyment."
He leaned close to Ye Xiaoman's ear, with a bit of evil and a bit of rogueness, "I heard that dual cultivation feels better. When we become Taoist couples, I will definitely take you to practice every day."
Ye Xiaoman said seriously, "Don't say such blatant words in broad daylight."
Xiao Chujing tried to persuade her again: "There's an auspicious day next month, perfect for getting married..."
Ye Xiaoman patted her butt with satisfaction and left: "My eyes are a little hard of hearing, let's talk next time."
Ancient temple.
The man in the ice coffin suddenly opened his eyes.
He sat up, held his forehead in his hand with displeasure, and sat quietly for a while before walking out of the coffin in annoyance.
The plain white robe was embroidered with a candle dragon devouring the sun in luxurious gold thread. It shone brightly as he walked, making him look like a god.
If you look closely, you will find that he has no physical body, only a translucent soul.
Tens of thousands of prohibitions, curses, and talismans were like chains, tightly binding his soul and imprisoning him here.
The man stepped on the white jade bricks with his bare feet, and countless empty red lines extended from the five fingers of his left hand, densely penetrating into the infinite darkness.
The other end of the red line is connected to the puppets he controls with poison.
One of them was connected to Ye Xiaoman.
He and Ye Xiaoman both have all-element spiritual roots, so their senses can be directly connected. As long as Ye Xiaoman has strong emotional fluctuations, he can read her feelings.
He usually didn't care much about it, but today he was really troubled.
When Ye Xiaoman was with Xiao Chujing, he was forced to sense it.
The joy of being in a happy relationship makes every cell in your body intoxicated with happiness.
A strange feeling I've never experienced before.
It's like the missing corner of the soul has been filled.
The heart that had been calm for thousands of years began to ripple.
The man tapped his forehead and paced quickly around the temple.
Finally he stopped in front of the only ancient mirror in the hall.
The mirror honestly showed his miserable appearance at that moment.
He seemed unable to bear it, so he held the frame of the mirror with intricate patterns and rested his forehead on it, his pale and handsome face became hot and red.
He was furious. Even though he knew his anger was groundless, he couldn't help but send a message: "Ye Xiaoman, please be more restrained when you are with your man in the future."
Ye Xiaoman quickly replied: [No way, no way, Boss, you can even sense this.]
Her nonchalant voice made the man's temples bulge with veins. If she wasn't still useful now, he would have died long ago.
Did you hear that?
Ye Xiaoman perfunctorily replied, her tone as insincere as possible: "Okay, okay, I'll try my best."
Ye Xiaoman returned to the cave humming a little tune.
If Xiao Chujing was willing to teach her skills for a long time, she could even save the money to buy bone-strengthening pills to open up her academy.
In the end times, people will try every possible means to survive. Ye Xiaoman grew up in that kind of environment, and she also had the experience of living in the slums since childhood.
Face, sense of morality, shame, etc., do not exist for her.
Profits come first in everything.
The first thing she did when she got home was to go to the spiritual garden to check on her precious spiritual herbs.
It is growing well and thriving.
In particular, the green grass she rescued can now be harvested and sold.
That's a lot of income.
She happily planned to find some time in the next few days to go to the Immortal Ruins and sell the spiritual herbs.
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