All the teachers know that you two are secretly married.

Feng Ning thought about it carefully.

He found that what Qing Lang said was actually very reasonable.

He is now married to Qinglang tied by the Heavenly Marriage Stone. Even if he can slowly develop feelings with others during the marriage, it is a bit immoral after all. That Qing Lang would be struck to death by lightning immediately.

If he waited to get married with Qinglang before falling in love, he would have to wait another four or five hundred years at least.

Therefore, it is simply the best solution to regard Qinglang as the object of long-term love.

If it succeeds, Qing Lang doesn't even need to be struck by lightning.

Perhaps this is one of the reasons why Qing Lang suddenly changed his temper and made such a suggestion.

Feng Ning looked at the young boy who was full of vigor, but couldn't help but move on him again, and sighed softly.

As for the second reason, I'm afraid it's because Qing Lang... is obsessed with lust.

After all, a young boy in his early twenties, at the age of youthful vigor and weak mana, cannot be as calm as Feng Ning, who is naturally able to suppress desires in his body, plus he has tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time...but he is hindered by the Heavenly Marriage Stone Unable to resolve love normally...

How much is a little suffocated.

It was only then that he had no other way out and turned his idea on his married partner.

Feng Ning pushed away the little boy who was sticking to him, bent his index finger, tapped his forehead lightly, and said, "Calm down."

Feng Ning paused for a moment, then said, "Do you want me to cast a spell on you to wake you up?"

Only then did Qing Lang let go of him with some reluctance.

He lowered his brows, his long eyelashes covered the emotions in his eyes, and he looked aggrieved.

Feng Ning stretched out her hand to smooth his slightly wrinkled eyebrows, and said softly:

"it is good."

Qing Lang was stunned for a moment, then raised his head to look at him in some confusion, as if he didn't quite understand what he meant.

Feng Ning added: "I agree, your proposal."

Qinglang's eyes lit up in a blink of an eye, and she was about to pounce on him and kiss him happily.

It took Feng Ning a lot of effort to pull the enthusiastic young boy down. He said slowly and helplessly, "But before we cultivate our relationship, there are still a few points that need to be explained...you sit down first."

Qing Lang sat up obediently, knelt on the bed, put his hands on his knees, and listened to Feng Ning with his ears up, looking like an obedient dog.

His eyes were so bright that Fengning suddenly remembered when he first saw Qinglang in Guining Mountain.

At that time, Qing Lang covered his magic horns and gray pupils, and didn't know that he was the old pervert who harassed him, and only thought that he was his respected master.

At that time, Qing Lang also looked at him with such eyes.

Clean, clear and sincere.

full of expectation.

A layer of guilt actually floated in Fengning's heart.

... In the end it was me who was sorry for Qing Lang.

If he hadn't mistook Fenghan for love, didn't even understand his own intentions, and pursued Qinglang crazily and engraved words on the Heavenly Marriage Stone to tie the two together, they probably wouldn't be at this level. relationship.

Perhaps Qinglang will always only regard himself as his respected and beloved master.

There will be no feeling of overstepping the rules.

Just like his big disciple Changbai.

Maybe he can become his most proud disciple and his most solid right-hand man in the future.

With this sense of guilt, Feng Ning even softened his eyes, and said softly:

"...Even if I try to have a relationship with you for a long time, I can't guarantee that I will fall in love with you, so you can't slack off, and you need to continue to improve your cultivation to resist the thunder."

Qing Lang nodded obediently and obediently: "Okay."

Feng Ning said again: "Even if you want to have a relationship for a long time, you have to set a time limit, let's make it a year."

Qinglang frowned: "Even if it is a mortal man or woman, it will not only take one year to fall in love with each other. Besides, you and I have an infinite life span, so how can it be a one-year period?"

Feng Ning: "Then how many years do you think is appropriate?"

Qing Lang thought for a while, and said, "5 years."

Feng Ning: "..."

12 years of heaven and earth is a cycle, and now this cycle has started for 7 to 6 years, but there are only [-] to [-] years left.

5 years... You want to cultivate feelings until the world is destroyed and reopened.

Feng Ning ruthlessly rejected him: "Ten years, no more."

Qing Lang pursed her lips, seemingly unwilling.

Feng Ning calmed down, pretended not to see his expression, and continued: "And there is one more important thing, since you and I want to have love for a long time, love is born of love, not desire, so everything must be done step by step, Come with the flow... today's behavior will not be able to do it in the future."

Qing Lang froze for a moment.

He raised his head to look at Fengning, his eyes were hurting: "...Can't you kiss me too?"

"No." Feng Ning shook her head resolutely, "I will teach you the Meditation Mantra in the future, you just learn it, and from now on you will no longer be troubled by such desires."

Seeing Qinglang's reluctance and reluctance, Fengning coughed lightly, raised her head and said in a very indifferent tone: "It's fine if you don't agree... After all, I still have to take a big risk on this matter You should practice hard and overcome the thunder, so that we can break free from the shackles as soon as possible and fly to freedom."

"……I agree."

Qing Lang lowered his eyes and said, he bit his lip, aggrieved as if he had signed some unequal treaty.

Feng Ning nodded in satisfaction, then patted Qing Lang's head comfortingly, and said in an extremely gentle voice, "Be obedient."

Qing Lang held Feng Ning's wrist, and put his somewhat hot face on his cool palm.

He closed his eyes to hide all the emotions in them, and said in a low voice, "...well, I'm good, I'm obedient."

After speaking, as if trying to suppress something, he turned his head and pecked Fengning's palm lightly.

Feng Ning was stunned for a moment, and wanted to pull out his hand, but Qing Lang held his hand even tighter.

Qinglang slowly raised his eyelids and looked at him, a cool light flashed in his gray pupils, and the unknown emotions slowly settled down, he said: "Isn't that okay too?"

Xu Shi's gaze was too restrained and suppressed, which made Feng Ning feel guilty for no reason. He coughed lightly, turned his head, and looked away, saying: "...you just need to be careful."

Feng Ning rested on the Qinglang bed for a while, although she didn't sleep soundly, she still recovered a little spiritual power.

He stood up and tidied himself up, then looked up at Qinglang, and said, "I'm going back to Ningmen first, and after you've dealt with the matter here, I'll go there as well, and I will teach you the spell of calming the mind and purging desires."

Qinglang went over to straighten Feng Ning's neckline, and said in a deep voice, "I'll go back with Master. When you were resting just now, I have already dealt with the things that should be dealt with here."

Feng Ning hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."

In fact, Feng Ning has never learned the spells and incantations of calming the mind and purging desires. After all, he is already a stone, and he is already pure and ascetic enough. If he continues to practice, he may never be emotional again.

But this does not prevent him from teaching Qing Lang according to the secret book.

After teaching for a round, he directly gave the book to Qing Lang: "Your body is full of energy, qi and blood are rushing, and it is a fire qi. The above mantra of clearing the heart can only be effective if you practice it three times a day. Behind the Duyu Pavilion There is a cold pool, you can get twice the result with half the effort if you meditate in the cold pool, you go to practice first, I have some things, just go and do it."

Qing Lang: "Where is Master going?"

"Medical Hall." Feng Ning said, "...Medical Immortal Qianglu went out to collect medicine a few days ago, and she just came back today. Her assistant ran away, I should give her an explanation."

When Feng Ning arrived at the medical center, Qiang Lu was grinding the medicine, seeing how busy she was, Feng Ning didn't know what to say.

Qianglu glanced at him, and said, "What are you doing here? You're chattering, if you have something to say, hurry up."

"That, painted white..."

"Oh, Tu Bai, are you looking for him?" Qianglu wiped the sweat from her forehead, said without raising her head while rubbing the medicine, "Tu Bai said that something happened at home, and he left for a while."

Feng Ning was taken aback for a moment: "Did he say that?"

"Yeah, what's the matter? Are you in a hurry to find him?"

"No...no." Feng Ning shook her head, and was about to leave, but she stopped as if she suddenly thought of something, "By the way, do you have any medicine here that can calm people's minds and reduce their anger?" ?”

Qianglu was stunned, she was shocked: "...you still want to be pure-hearted and ascetic? You will turn into ice!"

"Of course it's not me, it's one of my disciples."

Feng Ning paused for a moment, and carefully considered his words, "He's been a little... agitated these days."

When Feng Ning happily ran to the cold pool with the medicine, Qing Lang had already closed his eyes and soaked in it for a long time.

His face was pale, and his lips became a little purple, but he still recited those mantras to purify his heart and subdue his desires, his face was ugly as if he had been ill for a long time.

Feng Ning walked to the shore and waved to him: "Qinglang, I got a useful medicine, you don't have to suffer in this cold pool anymore!"

But Qing Lang was immersed in the exercises and didn't hear what he said clearly.

Feng Ning hesitated for a moment, looked at the pool, and walked in.

He had been to this cold pool before, but he used to have a strong sense of consciousness, and ordinary cold and heat did not feel to him.

It's just that the injury has not healed at this moment, and the spiritual power is damaged, so I feel some chills.

As soon as Fengning got down, she shivered from the cold.

Even if he is like this, Qing Lang...

Looking at Qinglang's blue and purple lips, Fengning suddenly regretted letting him come here.

Feng Ning walked to Qing Lang's side, shook his shoulder, and then woke him up, and pulled him out of the spell.

But Qinglang's shoulders were really too cold, like ice cubes.

In contrast, the temperature on Fengning's body is much hotter.

So just as Feng Ning's hand was pulled away from Qing Lang's shoulder, Qing Lang grabbed it tightly again.

"Why did Master come in?" Qing Lang asked in a low voice.

Feng Ning showed him the medicine in her other hand: "This is the Zhiqing powder I got from the Immortal Doctor. After you use it, you won't have to suffer in this cold pond."

Qinglang seemed to have been frozen, and his speech became a little slow: "What is Zhiqingsan?"

"Things that can make you ascetic, you will not be disturbed by those improper desires in the future, and you will not do some weird things."

Qing Lang suddenly smiled lightly.

He suddenly tightened his grip on Fengning's hand, and pulled Fengning into his arms.

Qing Lang hugged Feng Ning tightly, put his chin lightly on his shoulder, and then sighed slowly and comfortably.

Qinglang's body was so cold, like a piece of ice, that Fengning couldn't help shivering.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a cold jaw gently rub against his shoulder, and said softly: "What is an improper desire? Is it an improper desire for me to want to hug Master now?"

Feng Ning thought for a while, then shook her head and said, "It shouldn't be counted."

After all, Qing Lang is very cold now, but he needs to be warmer.

It is human instinct to tend to heat and avoid cold.

Qing Lang let go of him a little, put his forehead against Feng Ning's, put the tip of his nose against Feng Ning's nose, and asked again: "Then if I want to kiss Master at this moment, is it an improper desire?"

Fengning nodded.

Qinglang sighed lightly, brushed his cheek against Fengning's, and hugged him again: "Master, I've recited the meditation mantra you taught me three times, and soaked in the cold pool for a long time, but I still There is no way to completely eliminate desire for you."

He paused, and hugged Fengning in his arms even tighter: "Master, you also found Zhiqing powder for me, do you know that this Zhiqing powder is mostly used by Buddhists, if you use it for a long time , will make people feel like still water, without feelings or desires... Do you want me to convert to Buddhism?"

Feng Ning froze for a moment, then explained: "I didn't want you to be heartless and desireless, but you are too restless now, I just want you to get rid of your improper desires, not to let you get rid of your passion."

Qinglang smiled softly: "Since ancient times, lust and desire have been one and are inseparable. Master not only wants me to have a long-term love for you, but also wants me to have a calm heart for you. How can there be such a contradictory thing in the world?"

Feng Ning looked a little stunned: "...Then what should I do?"

Qing Lang sighed very lightly: "...just as Master said, proceed step by step and let nature take its course."

Feng Ning asked again: "How can it be...step by step and let nature take its course?"

Qinglang loosened Fengning's arm slightly, leaned over and kissed him on the cheek lightly, and said, "For example, I hugged Master just now, and now I kissed Master's cheek again, then I should Kissed Master's lips, this is called step by step."

"What about letting nature take its course?"

"If we can't control ourselves deeply when we kiss, we can go a step further and let nature take its course."

Feng Ning felt that his explanation seemed right, but also seemed wrong.

But what was wrong, he couldn't tell.

But before he had time to think, Qing Lang kissed him lightly.

Qing Lang's lips were very cold, but the moment they touched them, a ball of fire spread between the lips and teeth, making the lips of both of them soft and warm.

Feng Ning was actually a little moved by the persuasion, so she didn't struggle, and didn't push Qing Lang away.

Just let him kiss, eyes open blankly.

"Master, close your eyes."

Feng Ning's eyelashes trembled, and she obediently closed her eyes.

Just as Qing Lang was about to lean over to kiss him, he saw a figure appearing behind Feng Ning.

——His seventh senior brother Linjiu was holding a little rabbit demon, with his mouth wide open, his body turned sideways, and he froze in place, staring blankly at them.

Lie.

Qing Lang put his index finger on his lips and made a silent movement towards him.

Lin Jiu let go of the little rabbit demon he had just caught, opened his round eyes, and covered his round mouth with both hands.

Qing Lang smiled very satisfied.

He closed his eyes and kissed Fengning deeply again.