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Chapter 14 Jin Ping Er, Pure Yang Body (The First Man to Walk Out of the Little Black Building)
[Yin Yang He Huan Gong: The He Huan Sect's most powerful dual cultivation technique, which aims to combine Yin and Yang and complement each other. In order to quickly improve her cultivation, the demon cult's witch took Yin to replenish Yang until she died]

quickly,

Images of the Yin-Yang Hehuan Technique appeared in Zhang Ding's mind.

(Use your own imagination)
Ye Fan also noticed Zhang Ding's abnormality and said with a worried look on his face, "Brother Zhang Ding, what's wrong with you? Why are you so red-faced and angry?"

"Don't be afraid, don't worry, our brothers will come to rescue us!"

Zhang Ding responded and let out a deep breath.

In just half an hour, I learned everything.

The next day, two more young men were sent to the small dark building. When they were carried out, their deaths were even more miserable, with pale faces and blood oozing from all seven orifices!

I don’t know what kind of tigers and wolves are in this small dark building!
"Boy, come with us!"

Zhang Ding had originally prayed that it would not be his turn, but it was his turn the next day.

Looking at the ferocious looks of the two black-clothed demon cultivators, Zhang Ding could only follow them towards the small black building.

They had seen with their own eyes before that someone who didn't want to go was cut in half by a knife, and the blood next to him hadn't even dried up yet!
"Boy, you are lucky. I didn't expect that Senior Sister Jin Ping'er would choose you when she first practiced the dual cultivation technique!"

Another demon cultivator also responded, "Senior Sister Jin Ping'er is the youngest and most beautiful woman in our sect. It is a blessing for you to be able to be possessed by her!"

Jin Ping Er!
In the original novel, she was indeed a stunningly beautiful woman, but she was also famous for her cruelty and viciousness!

Zhang Ding asked in confusion, "Since your sister is so beautiful, why don't you go up there yourself?"

Hearing this,

The two demon cultivators' smiling faces froze instantly.

One of the demon cultivators kicked Zhang Ding angrily and said, "Hurry up and stop dawdling!"

Later, Zhang Ding found out that this was to prevent the Hehuan Sect's disciples from killing each other.

Low-level magic practitioners like them were ruined from the beginning and could no longer practice dual cultivation.

How miserable!

Zhang Ding was sent to the top floor of the pavilion.

Dozens of candles were lit inside, and a plate of incense was burning on the counter, emitting bursts of faint fragrance.

The whole room has an antique flavor and an alluring atmosphere.

On the bed not far away, through the curtains, one could vaguely see a beautiful figure sitting cross-legged on the bed.

A pair of jade arms were pure white, and white air emanated from the whole body.

Zhang Ding's heart was beating fast. What should he do now?
I don't want to be drained!
"Shh!"

Before Zhang Ding could react, a red curtain flew out of nowhere, wrapped around his body and pulled him onto the bed.

Only then did Zhang Ding see Jin Ping'er's true face: her phoenix eyes were full of affection, her cherry lips were smiling, and her black hair was gently fluttering around her shoulders.

She seemed to have practiced some kind of martial arts. Her whole body was red, emitting bursts of faint fragrance. Her eyes were resentful and her breath was as fragrant as orchid.

A "ring-ring-ring" sound came from his mouth.

The sharp five fingers gently stroked Zhang Ding's chest, "You look good, but a little thin!"

Zhang Ding straightened his chest to make himself look more muscular.

"I heard that you are a disciple of Qingyun Sect!"

Zhang Ding nodded slightly, his face full of horror.

Jin Ping'er grabbed Zhang Ding's head and they looked into each other's eyes. The distance between them was less than one centimeter, and even her breath could be sprayed on Zhang Ding's face.

With affectionate eyes, he asked softly, "Is my sister beautiful?"

The more she acted like this, the more frightened Zhang Ding became.

Hesitantly, he said, "Beautiful!"

Jin Ping'er moved her soft waist gently, and instantly pressed Zhang Ding onto the bed.

"Haha, I like Qingyun Sect's disciples the most. One of them is better than a dozen ordinary people!" Her slender five fingers gently stroked Zhang Ding's chest again, "Don't be afraid, sister will make you feel like you are in heaven!"

A red mist spewed out of Jin Ping'er's mouth. This was the poisonous mist that the women of the Hehuan Sect had been practicing since childhood. Once inhaled into the body, one would instantly lose consciousness and become at the mercy of the witch!

Zhang Ding only felt his body tremble slightly, and a strange picture suddenly emerged in his mind, and he lost consciousness instantly.

The whole body becomes very excited.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for signing in with Jin Ping'er of the Hehuan Sect and obtaining the most rigid and yang pure yang body! ]

"Buzz!"

at the same time,

A scalding hot current flowed into Zhang Ding's body, pulling him out of the illusion.

The whole body suddenly became hot, like a piece of hot steel.

Jin Ping'er also showed a hint of shock on her face, "Pure Yang Body!"

Unexpectedly, she encountered the Pure Yang Body when she first practiced the Dual Cultivation Technique.

Jin Ping'er herself has a pure yin body, and the blending of pure yin and yang is of great benefit to her cultivation.

At this moment, Zhang Ding's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he exerted force violently, turning from passive to active.

On the second day,
Seeing Zhang Ding's happy face, he walked out of the pavilion in high spirits.

The two demon cultivators were immediately shocked. "You're actually fine!"

Zhang Ding smiled as if he had won a battle, "Senior Sister Jin Ping'er asked me to go again tonight!"

The two demon cultivators looked at Zhang Ding with envy, as expected of a disciple of Qingyun Sect, he was indeed extraordinary.

Soon,
Ye Fan also walked out leaning against the door frame. Compared with Zhang Ding's high spirits, he looked a little embarrassed.

It turned out that as soon as Zhang Ding left last night, he was called away by another evil woman named Liu Meir.

Although he saved his life, he looked very weak, with bulging eyes and dark circles all over his face. It was obvious that he was lacking in Yang Energy!

Zhang Ding hurried over and helped Ye Fan up, "Brother Ye Fan, are you okay?"

Ye Fan was also very shocked when he saw Zhang Ding's appearance, "Junior Brother Zhang Ding, why do you look like nothing happened?

Didn't that evil witch force you to practice the dual cultivation technique? "

"They were all sent in. How could they be so lucky!"

"Then why do you look like nothing's wrong?"

Zhang Ding scratched the back of his head, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Maybe I have more yang energy!"

Ye Fan didn't think much about it, but just murmured, "It's terrible, too terrible, why don't the brothers come to rescue us!"

Zhang Ding recalled the scene of last night and felt a little unsatisfied.

Ask the canal how clear it is, for there is a source of living water!
That’s what it means!
Moreover, this extremely strong and pure yang body is the key to all dual cultivation techniques, and is truly a human alchemy furnace.

Even if they still pick them, it will be safe for their health.

Maybe it was because I was busy all night.
The meals they had at noon were much better than others, with chicken, fish and duck!

Zhang Ding ate with big mouthfuls, while Ye Fan's face was filled with sorrow. "You still have the mind to eat? If you continue like this, you will probably be carried out of the small dark building again!"

Zhang Ding said calmly, "What are you afraid of? Only when you are full will you have the strength to work. If you don't eat, you will die faster!"

"If you don't eat it, give it to me!"

As he said that, he picked up the chicken leg from Ye Fan's bowl!

When Ye Fan thought about it this way, it seemed to make sense.

He quickly picked up the rice bowl and murmured, "Who said I don't want to eat!"

That night, Zhang Ding was sent to the top floor of the small dark building again.

Ye Fan finally escaped!
(End of this chapter)