In the evening, Su Rong came to call Yang Wu.
"What are you doing," Su Rongqi said.
"Clean up the yard."
Yang Wuzheng was squatting in the courtyard, trying to pull out the dead and dry plants one by one.
There was no place in the room to tidy up, and she had a lot of time, so she wanted to take care of the small yard.
It's just that the plant doesn't look like it's large, but the roots in the ground are deep, and Yang Wu doesn't have the tools, so he doesn't have the right hand.
Su Rong was happy and threw her a small shovel: "Use this." ” The small shovel was very handy, and in three or two strokes, all the roots of a dead plant were gouged out.
Yang Wu shook his hands and asked, "How can I get this?"
Su Rong said: "You ask Xu Shou to help you get a set."
The utensils and sundries on our peak are all in his care.
Hey, don't talk about this, Daojun called you, you quickly pack up and go with me. ” Thinking that he would have to bathe and change clothes when he got there, Yang Wu washed his hands and wanted to go with her.
Su Rong saw that she was still dressed in short brown, and said angrily: "How can you dress like this, see Daojun and change her skirt quickly" In fact, what to wear, Daojun can't see and doesn't care, doesn't he?
But the little girl insisted so much, thinking that wearing such convenient and comfortable clothes was rude to her family, so Yang Wu went back to the room and changed her dress.
There are only a few sets of her clothes that are really plain and light, and they have worn them a few days ago.
Her life is now temporarily settled, and it is no longer the time to be hungry in the mountain village, some of the particularities in her previous life have returned, and it is really not her habit to wear the same clothes repeatedly in a short period of time.
I picked one that I didn't wear, pulled my hair, and came out.
Su Rong stared at the dress, her eyes glued to it.
"It's beautiful."
She said, "You have such beautiful clothes, why don't you wear them early." ” Those dresses are indeed beautiful, and Yang Wu himself likes them.
It's just that these days, her daily activities require more convenient clothes and pants.
She said, "I'll wear it later." ” "You'll have more beautiful clothes in the future."
Su Rong said enviously, "Daojun will definitely buy you more, and your clothes will definitely be too many to wear." ” "Are you envious of me," Yang Wuqi said.
"Being able to be the concubine of the Daojun and having endless beautiful clothes, isn't it worth enviing?"
Yang Wu smiled: "Then it's better to exchange with me, I'll practice, and you will be a mortal." ” Su Rong shut up.
After walking for a while, she said angrily: "Before entering the sect, I thought that I could live a good life if I could practice, and I could wear beautiful dresses every day, but as a result, I realized that it was not the case when I came in."
There are only two spirit stones every month, and they are still living a tight life as before. ” Yang Wu remembered that she, like Xu Shou, was leading the work of the deacon in Lianyang Peak.
"How much can you get with Daojun?"
she asked.
"Twenty spirit stones a month."
Su Rong became proud again.
"At the beginning, Daojun got his own cave mansion, and he needed to serve, and many people came to grab it.
At that time, I was in charge of taking care of the medicine fields in the Dan Medicine Division, and among the few people who were with me, my medicine fields took the best care of them.
Daojun wanted to find someone to take care of the Yingyuzhu, Chixiao Cao, and Huanglian Essence in the cave, and the deacon brother who came to pick people picked me. ” "The ones who are with me are going to die of anger.
Especially there is a person named Huang Yuchan, who relies on her good looks, and when she talks to the deacon brother, she always has a weird voice and annoyance.
Daojun wanted someone, she thought that the deacon brother would definitely push her up, but the senior brother chose me.
I heard that when she went back, she was so angry that she tore up the skirt she wore that day.
Hahahahaha" This girl has all seven emotions and six desires, although she has a lot of careful thoughts and small emotions, but people can see the bottom at a glance.
Yang Wu looked at the smugness at the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, and was a little funny.
Suddenly remembered and asked, "Su Rong, how old are you this year?"
"I'm sixteen."
Su Rong said, "I entered the sect when I was eight years old, and it has been eight years in a blink of an eye, alas, time flies so fast."
No wonder there is no city government, it turns out that she is only sixteen, and she is really still a little girl.
"What about Brother Xu?"
"Xu Shou, he must be in his twenties.
He started earlier than me, no, I heard that he was very old when he started.
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He's going to have to be thirty years old."
Xu Shou looked like he was only in his early twenties, and Yang Wu was slightly surprised when he heard this.
"He is a person who can come and do things thoughtfully, so he was selected by the deacon brother and sent to Daojun.
Daojun also likes him quite a lot.
He took more than me, thirty spirit stones a month.
Su Rong was a little envious, but she also took it for granted.
He is very nice and takes care of people.
When I first arrived at Daojun's side, I didn't understand anything.
Thanks to him for reminding me all the time. ” "Let me tell you, if he was so good at doing things, if he was in our mansion before, maybe he would be able to be a big housekeeper."
Su Rong said very seriously.
Yang Wu: "Xu Shou is from the Hou Mansion, girl, what misunderstanding do you have about him."
"But he's unlucky, he got started with his master."
Su Rong chatted and began to gossip about Xu Shou.
"Worse luck than me.
I accompanied my young lady to participate in the selection, but the young lady's qualifications were not good, so I brushed it down.
On the contrary, I opened the nine tricks and was chosen.
My young lady is also angry to death, but she can't help it.
The last time I took home on family leave, the government had already released my father and mother, and I didn't dare to let them be subordinates anymore. ” Yang Wu: "No wonder I always think she looks like a maid, it turns out that she is really from a maid."
Su Rong continued: "Xu Shou is unlucky, he entered the sect with the young master of his main family.
Although he entered the sect, he abandoned his secular identity and became a senior brother from now on.
Just think about it, he naturally has parents and brothers in the hands of others.
So when he entered the door, he kept making cows and horses for his young master.
His young master is not angry, he can't endure hardship, and he always offends people, so he always depends on him to be thoughtful.
The young master stayed in the sect for four years, but in the end, he couldn't get qi into his body, and then he was released home.
Without him, Xu Shou would be more relaxed.
Every month, the idea spirit stone can finally be kept by himself, and he doesn't have to spend it all on the young master.
It's not easy. ” "I heard all this from the former deacon brother of the Pill Division.
Many of the senior brothers who entered the same batch as Xu Shou have built a foundation and become inner disciples, and those who really can't do it have been released, and he is now the eldest and still mixed here.
Su Rong sighed, "Calculate the time, his time is probably running out."
At the age of thirty, if you don't build a foundation, you will be released, and I don't know how much time he has left. ” When he was in the mountain village, the father and mother of the Yang family felt that being an "immortal" could relieve all the sufferings of life.
There's nothing that an immortal can't do.
But Su Rong and Xu Shou are "immortals", and they still have their own troubles.
The sky darkened, Yang Wuyi looked up, and saw that the crystal lights at the gate of the Daojun Cave Mansion above had been lit up.
Looking up from the bottom, it looks like a pearl inlaid on the Lianyang Peak.
If you cultivate to a higher realm, after becoming a "Dao Jun" and "True Person", there will probably be no troubles like Su Rong and Xu Shou, but there will definitely be new troubles.
But even so, it is better to stand on top of people, look down, and control the fate of others than to be busy and unable to control one's own destiny.
Isn't it.
Su Rong sent Yang Wu to the outside door of the bathroom connected to Chong Xin's bedroom, and Yang Wu was about to go in, but she pulled her sleeve.
"Yang Ji" she lowered her voice, "If it hurts, bear with it, and I'll carry you back when I turn around." ” Yang Wu looked at her and smiled slightly: "Okay."
"I walked in on my own.
Su Rong watched her disappear behind the screen and sighed slightly.
With Daojun, there are endless beautiful dresses, and there will definitely be endless spirit stones in the future, she really feels envious.
But think about the last time I saw Daojun carrying her to the cold pool, she was unconscious in pain, curled up in Daojun's arms and her hands and feet spasmed, Su Rong's envy dissipated.
It's not easy for anyone.
Yang Wu finished bathing, wrapped in the deep clothes prepared for her, and stepped into Chongxin Daojun's bedroom.
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Chong Xin sat on the couch and stretched out his hand to her: "Come here" Yang Wu walked over, took off his shoes and walked into the tent.
The green silk tent was lowered, and the light dimmed.
The man held her in his arms, and pressed one hand on her dantian yang wu grabbed the hand in the dim light to look at his eyebrows, so young.
Those dark eyes were staring at her at this time.
The two of them were so close that they could see their own shadows in each other's eyes.
Compared with the burning pain of frying, Yang Wu couldn't accept being manipulated by desire and losing himself.
But she knew she couldn't tell him that.
"Daojun," her voice was low, like a murmur, "Don't, that's uncomfortable" The green silk tent hangs low, and the light is dim.
The girl in her arms, her body is soft and slender, and she murmurs low.
In such a situation, it is difficult for a man to refuse.
The same goes for Jindan's Daojun.
Yang Wu could feel this Dao Monarch's aura pause slightly.
Then I heard him say, "You're going to hurt." ” Yang Wudao: "It won't hurt more."
"It doesn't hurt more than a samadhi fire into your body, does it.
In fact, there is a way to enter smoothly, but it seems that he doesn't want to do it with her.
The intimate contact between him and her is 108,000 miles away from the love of men and women.
She was coerced, and he was obviously not willing.
Chong Xin let out an "um" and pressed her down.
This time, it's still clean and clean, and it's not muddy at all.
But because there is no auxiliary means, it does cause pain.
Yang Wu clearly saw the young Daojun's brows frowning slightly, and felt amused inappropriately.
She is not the only one who hurts, even if a man cultivates to the body of Jindan, some places are still vulnerable.
Chong Xin glanced at her.
At that moment, Yang Wu almost thought he was going to kiss her.
After all, their bodies were together, close enough to count his eyelashes.
But he soon dissipated this illusion from her, and he activated the spiritual power in his body and began to strip the samadhi fire from his meridians and transmit it into her body.
Yang Wu couldn't help but admire his determination.
Indeed, what he asked for in her was not the pleasure of love between men and women.
The feeling of warmth pours into the body, slowly heats up, and gradually burns like a fire.
When the pain began to stretch beyond her limits, she gritted her teeth and clutched the clothes on his shoulders Chong Xin paused slightly, adjusted his breathing, and withdrew.
The woman immediately curled up.
Her eyes were closed, her brow furrowed, and her body trembled slightly.
But this is only the beginning, and in the next hour, she will be like a fire, and the pain will become more and more painful.
Chong Xin was about to get up, but found that she was still holding the clothes on his shoulders.
He broke her hand, but she grabbed the hem of his chest again, and her body began to spasm slightly.
It probably hurts.
Chong Xin sighed lightly, didn't break her hand again, and lay down beside her.
Instead, she let go of him and rolled off into the distance.
After a while, he rolled back again, grabbed his shirt again with his hands helplessly, and pressed against his body.
Chong Xin looked down at her slightly.
In the darkness, I saw her closed eyes and long eyelashes.
The face is not ugly, but it is actually quite beautiful.
It was also helpless to let a mortal woman bear the pain for him.
The senior brother said, treat her well.
He didn't know what to do.
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He looked at her again, how old is she Sixteen or seventeen In the world, she is at the age when she should get married, but she was brought here by her senior brother.
When this is over, give her more gold and silver spirit stones, and let her go home and get married.
I don't know if she is willing to remarry.
The female monks didn't care about this, but if she didn't want to leave, she would give her a place to live in Lianyang Peak, and let her retire here for the rest of her life.
It's just a mortal, and if you live for a lifetime, it's just a jiazi The mortal woman groaned, and suddenly turned over and pressed against him.
Chong Xin was silent for a moment and hugged her.
She was sweating profusely, her forehead and collar were all soaked, and her wet skin was close to it.
He pressed his chin against the top of her hair, and could smell her breath.
It doesn't smell bad, at least there are no "strange fragrances" and "strange fragrances" made by the female disciples in the sect, just the smell of pure human body.
He remembered that she loved bathing, and she loved cleanliness very much.
Twice he let out his senses to inspect her, and he happened to see her soaking in the tub early in the morning.
Sniff it again, and sure enough, there is a faint smell of soap, which is very clean.
The body temperature of the person in the arms began to rise, and the breathing became messy.
Chong Xin's hand was on her back, and the sweat quickly soaked the fabric of the vest, and her body had begun to get hot.
Chong Xin picked her up, walked out of the dormitory, and went to the cave next door.
The pale cyan moonlight fell from the heavenly cave at the top of the peak, enveloping the white jade bed below.
Since he was poisoned, the senior brothers found the Xuanbing Cold Jade for him and made the Cold Jade Bed.
His usual practice and cultivation had to be on the cold jade bed.
He also dug a soup pool, and inlaid the chalcedony of cold jade at the bottom of the pool to make an ice cold pool.
Whenever he was counterattacked by the Samadhi Fire, he seemed to be tormented in magma, and he could only be relieved by soaking in the cold pool.
For mortals, it is just as effective.
He looked at Yang Wu, and the exposed skin began to redden, like a boiled shrimp, and you can imagine her burning pain at this time.
He hugged her and slowly dipped into the icy pool.
Yang Wu was in a coma, and instinctively hugged his neck tightly.
The moment he immersed himself in the pool, he seemed to hear her sigh of comfort.
Chong Xin silently counted to thirty breaths in his heart, and then took Yang Wu out of the cold pool.
She is a mortal woman, and if it weren't for the samadhi fire in her body, she wouldn't be able to withstand the chill of this pool of water.
He pinched just in time, just when the fire poison in Yang Wu's body was gradually gone, and the cold was about to run rampant.
Coming out of the pool, Yang Wu shrank into his arms, he dried their clothes and hair, and carried her back to the couch in the bedroom.
He pulled her forehead, put his hand on her cheek, then on her neck, and touched her hand again.
The temperature of the human body is still much higher than normal, as if suffering from a cold and high fever, but it has subsided a lot compared to before.
The skin has also returned to its normal complexion and is no longer as red as cooked shrimp.
He put down the tent, left her alone on the couch, and sat down beside the case to read.
Little by little, the people in the tent woke up.
He didn't say anything.
The man in the tent fell asleep again.
The last time he thought she was fine, he let her go.
I don't want her to be awake for a moment, and before she left the cave, she passed out again.
She could hold on to that moment of clarity, and his breathing was smooth and long, and he put down the ancient books in his hand and left the bedroom.
Su Rong's voice sounded outside the door: "Daojun." ” "What's the matter?"
"I'll send Yang Ji back."
"No, I don't.
Let her sleep here. ” "That Dao Jun You" "I'm going to meditate."
The author has something to say: I'm sorry that the previous chapter made everyone wait for a day because of the lock stamp.
I'll release chapter 17 early, so let's watch it early.
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Now it's so wicked, I don't know what words have become sensitive words.
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