Ah, whose main god was eaten alive by cannon fodder?

After the rain and clouding, there was no visible part of Jiang Zhiyi's body.

The soles of his feet were bruised red and purple by someone.

Xuan Zheng still felt it was not enough. He felt that the relationship between him and Jiang Zhiyi should be closer.

At least it takes a collision of souls to truly quench one's thirst.

Looking at Jiang Zhiyi, whose face was slightly pale under him, Xuan Zheng still couldn't indulge himself.

"Yeah~ I can do it, brother." Jiang Zhiyi, who always puts pajamas as the first priority, continued to invite.

It’s only been three days, and I’m still some distance away from sleeping.

The world of cultivation is no different from other worlds. If you want to completely subdue Xuan Zheng and put him to sleep until he never breeds inner demons, it will take at least a month according to Jiang Zhiyi's conversion method.

After all, his father and dad would be in seclusion together for at least one or two months, and if it lasted longer, it would be impossible to count.

He remembered that when he was a child, his father took his father out of seclusion and he almost starved to death.

Then my father was locked outside the door by my father for three months.

From then on, his father became more strict with his cultivation, which resulted in him being promoted to the Golden Elixir stage and able to practice fasting within a year.

Hmm? Retreat?

Jiang Zhiyi slapped his head and wondered how he could have forgotten that he and Xuanzheng could practice dual cultivation.

Practicing dual cultivation can not only increase his cultivation level but also prevent him from falling into a coma due to exhaustion.

The best of both worlds!

Xuan Zheng: ...

You know that if your physical condition continues, you will fall into a coma, right?

Without waiting for Xuan Zheng to refuse, Jiang Zhiyi brought up the idea of ​​dual cultivation.

Xuan Zheng shook his head, firmly tapped Jiang Zhiyi's nose and refused: "No, wait until you recover for a while before we can talk."

The Demon Lord, who had tasted love for the first time, became addicted to it. He tried his best to control himself, but his trembling body betrayed him.

Even though he was about to explode, he tried his best to hold it in.

He knew that nothing was more important than Jiang Zhiyi's health.

He would never forgive himself if Jiang Zhiyi got sick because of his lack of self-control.

"Okay!" Jiang Zhiyi said weakly, "We'll be Wen Xiu."

Anyway, I can't mess up my sleeping plan.

This will prevent him from accidentally falling into the devil again one day, which would be too painful for him.

Xuan Zheng's voice trembled slightly: "What is Wen Xiu?"

After Jiang Zhiyi's explanation, Xuanzheng finally understood what Wenxiu was.

The so-called literary cultivation is also a kind of dual cultivation, but the essence of "literary cultivation" is in one text, and the conversion of spiritual consciousness can improve the cultivation of both parties.

The corresponding "martial arts cultivation" is the dual cultivation known to ordinary cultivators, in which one cultivates together with the other in close combat.

At the same time, he felt that Jiang Zhiyi was well-educated and knew a lot, unlike him who used to be ignorant and only focused on fighting and killing.

Xuanzheng was delighted that such a knowledgeable Jiang Zhiyi was his.

Jiang Zhiyi: ...In your world system, there is no such thing as civil or military cultivation.

Just do it.

Jiang Zhiyi pulled Xuanzheng and began to retreat.

Half a year passed in the blink of an eye.

During this period, both of them were involved in both civil and military affairs.

In this mortal city lacking in immortal energy, Xuan Zheng's cultivation was forcibly raised to the peak of virtual immortality through dual cultivation.

Only one step away from becoming a Golden Immortal.

If word gets out about such a monstrous cultivation speed, everyone will say it's evil.

Xuan Zheng knew that his Daoist heart was more stable than ever before.

Especially since Jiang Zhiyi embraced him wholeheartedly, and her hoarse and charming voice of "brother" was all good medicine to stabilize his Taoism heart.

After leaving Wuxian City, Jiang Zhiyi threw out his magic spaceship.

It is a mushroom-shaped magical vessel.

Beneath the giant mushroom cap is a cozy spaceship cabin.

Whether it was the defensive formation or the offensive formation, it was a realm that he could not see through.

Xuan Zheng was stunned again.

No one would doubt it if this mushroom was a magic tool used by some emperor to travel.

He felt like a country bumpkin in front of Jiang Zhiyi, and a big country bumpkin who had never seen the world.

Xuan Zheng secretly vowed to work harder to improve his cultivation. His Zhiyi was too dazzling, and he was afraid that he was not worthy of her.

He also needs to be able to protect his loved ones.

"Yes, I picked it up." Jiang Zhiyi looked at Xuan Zheng's shocked expression and lied with his eyes open.

He couldn't say that these things were given to him by his father and daddy.

His family is long gone from this world.

Xuan Zheng's pupils trembled slightly.

Picked it up?

"Zhiyi, are you kidding?"

Xuan Zheng said he wanted to pick one up too.

At least he can save face in front of his wife, otherwise it would seem that he is really poor.

Jiang Zhiyi's expression was solemn. "I'm not kidding. The first thing I saw when I ascended was a giant mushroom blocking my way. There was no mark of anyone's spiritual consciousness on it. It followed me wherever I went. I opened my spiritual consciousness and it automatically entered my storage ring."

Looking at Jiang Zhiyi's serious expression, Xuan Zheng understood.

There are some people in this world who are blessed with good fortune.

You will be hit by natural treasures while walking.

It is certain that his Zhiyi is the lucky one favored by heaven.

Xuan Zheng had no doubt about Jiang Zhiyi's words.

"Brother, just call him 'Mushroom, Mushroom' and it will start. Want to try it?"

Xuanzheng was eager to try.

The main reason was that Jiang Zhiyi’s shout of “Mushroom Mushroom” was so beautiful, with the slightly upturned ending tone, which was playful.

"Mushroom, mushroom?" Xuan Zheng imitated Jiang Zhiyi's tone and spoke.

The mushroom spaceship trembled, then made a slight buzzing sound and flew away from its original position.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

The mushroom spaceship was making a non-stop "mushroom, mushroom" sound.

The two old monsters, whose real ages added up to no one knew how many years old, managed to turn the super artifact spaceship into a game of house.

The mushroom spaceship was very fast. It took them only one month to fly from Wuxian City to the place where the monks gathered, a journey that would have taken them five months.

During this period, there were monks who coveted the spaceship, but after being attacked by the powerful defense and attack formations on the spaceship, they fled in defeat.

Everyone is guessing which big boss is on this mushroom.

Walking on Xuanwu Street, Xuanzheng held Jiang Zhiyi's hand like a baby, afraid that others would not know that they were Taoist couples.

Both of them are tall and slender, and extremely handsome.

A figure in white clothes, with a beautiful appearance.

A man in black clothes as fiery as fire, a demon and evil spirit.

The two of them walking together often attracted the attention of passers-by.

Xuan Zheng held his head high and chest out, pulling Jiang Zhiyi a little closer to him.

The tall figure stood beside Jiang Zhiyi, clearly declaring his sovereignty.

Looking down at passers-by with contempt: They are my people, just take a look and don’t think too much.

In the end, the two of them went into a Wushan medicine shop hand in hand.

Wushan Pharmacy is a chain of Pharmacy that belongs to Wushan City.

Unlike the usual quietness, the Medicine Pavilion is particularly lively today.

The hall, which was dozens of feet high, was bustling with activity.

Everyone gathered around the booth in the center of the hall.

A white-faced, beardless male cultivator wearing a crown and a hat had just finished telling some news.

There was a commotion down there.

"Can the first one really become a guest elder of Wushan City and be rewarded with the Golden Pill Luo Zhi Pill and 100,000 high-grade spirit crystals?" a cultivator asked excitedly.