If you don't hate you, you won't become a Buddha

There was blood and tension in the silence of the courtyard.

The disciples of Wanfamen huddled in the formation, their eyes were fixed on Wuyan, and the magic weapon in their hands had never been put down since they picked it up, as if they were ready to resist when Jieshu launched an attack at any time.As time passed, a trace of anxiety and despair slowly appeared on their faces.

After an unknown amount of time, a clear howling sword sound suddenly sounded from the hills in the distance.

"coming!"

As soon as Meng Dongya's eyes lit up, he saw a ray of sword light falling into the tomb like thunder and lightning, quickly shuttled through the gray fog, and stopped in front of the gate.

The sword light faded, and a figure appeared.

The man stood with a sword behind his back, wearing a chic and neat blue robe with tight sleeves and a narrow waist, as tall and straight as a sword out of its sheath.His facial features are deep and handsome, his complexion is fair, and there is a dark blue sword mark between his brows, which seems to exude a cold sword intent all the time.

His tightly pursed lips and slightly furrowed brow made him reveal an unapproachable indifference from the inside out, which made all the Wanfamen disciples who saw him shiver slightly.

"Senior Cheng!"

Meng Dongya shouted against this sword intent.

"It's because you sent a message calling for help, saying that you encountered a calamity that you couldn't handle..."

Cheng Siqi frowned and glanced at Meng Dongya, stepped into the villa, and casually swept the courtyard, the words in his mouth stopped abruptly as if being cut off.

"Yes, senior."

Meng Dongya bowed and saluted, but he didn't notice Cheng Siqi's stunned expression. He quickly told what happened, and pointed at Insatiable in the corner.

"The juniors and others deduced that what the demon tree offered was the calamity of this place. When the demon tree was beheaded, the calamity appeared with a shovel. I couldn't see through its cultivation, and I didn't dare to act rashly, so I sent a message to the Sword Union and waited. The seniors came here to cut this calamity..."

While talking, Meng Dongya felt that something was wrong with the surrounding atmosphere.

When he looked up, he saw that all the senior brothers were staring at Cheng Siqi as if they had seen a ghost.

Turning around to look at Cheng Siqi again, I found that the rumored cold-faced evil star's face had melted away at this time, and he showed a surprised, apprehensive, and slightly wronged monk towards the strange monk in the corner. giggle.

"I can't kill this calamity."

Cheng Siqi said suddenly: "He was born to deal with me." Before he finished speaking, he took a step forward, and his figure appeared in front of Wuyan in an instant.

The fingers that twirled the prayer beads tirelessly.

He tilted his head and closed his eyes tightly, but he seemed to be looking at Cheng Siqi with a substantial gaze.

Under this strange gaze, Cheng Siqi's ears were slowly burning red, and he felt the insatiable gaze covering him, scalding as tightly as boiling sea water, completely enveloping him inside and out.

He took a step forward nervously, and said in a low voice, "Aren't you going to hug me?"

Insatiable did not answer.

An unspeakable silence filled the air, Cheng Siqi pursed his lips, and was about to rush forward, but suddenly his waist tightened, and he bumped head-on into the cold person in the fragrance of Buddha.

Wu Yan raised his hand and pulled Renpa into his arms, and sighed with disgust: "So many people are watching, and they want to hug again. It's been 100 years, why hasn't there been any improvement?"

Cheng Siqi was startled, hugged Wuyan's shoulders tightly, and pressed them to lick his lips.

"Leave them alone, I still want to kiss..."

The tip of the wet tongue tapped between the teeth, arrogant and rude.

Insatiable opened his mouth slightly and let it in, allowing it to sweep and attack, linger and lick.But when it retreated weakly, it sucked lightly, and the flexible waist in its arms instantly softened, and it slumped against it, trembling slightly.

"I……"

Cheng Siqi gasped a bit from the corner of his lips.

"So energetic."

Wuyan put his arm around Cheng Siqi and patted his back lightly, rubbed Cheng Siqi's ears, and smiled in a low voice, "I heard that Master Cheng Shao chose another path of Jiqing swordsmanship, and he has no reservations. Give it to others with sincerity?"

"Is that difficult?"

Insatiable fingers slipped on Cheng Siqi's waist.

"According to what the poor monk has heard, if this road does not lead to the transformation of the gods, there will be a disadvantage. That is, when seeing the person who loves you, you will feel hot all over your body, and you can't help it. It's like being aphrodisiac. , want to cuddle up, hug and kiss, and there is a little thing that wants to poke someone... Hiss!"

A pain in the collarbone.

Cheng Siqi buried his face into Insanity's neck, bit him, his lips were moistened by the kiss, and his brows were full of forbearance.

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouths."

Wuyan rubbed Cheng Siqi's head, and pasted a Qingxin Talisman on Cheng Siqi's back with his backhand, and said in a low voice: "The juniors are still watching, go out first and then kiss, okay?"

Cheng Siqi calmed down a little, raised his head, and kissed Wuyan's eyelids again, only to say in disappointment: "Okay."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Siqi turned around and glanced at the disciples of Wanfamen.

Those Wanfamen disciples had already turned their backs to the two of them, squatting down in a row, a bunch of little black heads tied together, whispering.

"We just admitted it wrong! This must be Wu Yan, the heroine in "The Young Sovereign's Erotic Love Record"!"

"……real?"

"Of course it is true! Thinking about it carefully, it is exactly the same as described in the book... Good-looking, with unfathomable strength, like a Buddha and a demon, a bald head who kills without blinking an eye, and can make the young sect master see him Just weak waist and weak legs..."

"Cough cough!"

Just talking about the excitement, Fu Ling was so excited that she glared unhappily at the coughing Meng Dongya, "Senior brother, what's the matter with you? Am I wrong? Senior Cheng likes the insatiable things about the devil in Tianyin Temple, but The hottest thing in a hundred years, well-founded, even if Senior Cheng is listening, I will..."

Suddenly, he felt a piercing sharp edge behind him.

Fuling's voice paused, facing a group of senior brothers winking, she finished the second half of the sentence with a stiff smile: "Me too... I don't dare to talk nonsense..."

"Senior Cheng."

The disciples of Wanfamen stood up and lowered their heads anxiously.

Cheng Siqi glanced at them lightly, there was no reproach as expected, but he said in a serious tone: "It's not that Cheng Siqi likes the devil head of Tianyin Temple, but Cheng Siqi likes the Buddha Lord of Tianyin Temple. Don't remember wrong .”

The disciple of Wanfamen was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head in a daze.

"Get out of here first."

Cheng Siqi didn't explain too much, turned around and grabbed Wuyan's wrist, and walked out of the courtyard first.

The disciples of Wanfamen woke up from the gossip, and hastily put away the formation and followed.

In areas where gray fog appears, even Huashen cannot fly.

A group of people walked out the same way as when they came, crossed two hills, and stopped in a dense forest agreed with Elder Wan Famen.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and the waning moon and Xiaoxing were crumbling.

Wuyan didn't have much friendship with Wanfamen, so he jumped onto a towering ancient tree with dense foliage, and quietly listened to Cheng Siqi's impatience in arranging this group of disciples.

"Tomorrow at noon at the latest, the elders of your sect will come to pick you up." Cheng Siqi said, "This place is thousands of miles away, and gray fog has begun to appear, and neither the flying magic weapon nor the teleportation array can be used. Either you go out on foot, Or wait here."

Although there is Sword League, Wanfamen is Wanfamen, Xuanjianzong is Xuanjianzong, Cheng Siqi will not interfere too much.

Meng Dongya was also well aware of this principle, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you senior. If senior doesn't dislike it, then I'll wait here."

Cheng Siqi nodded, pulled off his pure heart talisman from behind his back, and was about to jump up the tree, but suddenly remembered something, paused, looked back at Meng Dongya, pointed to the distance, and said: "You guys tonight Go rest on the hillside over there, and don't come over no matter what you hear."

"Uh... yes."

Meng Dongya opened his mouth, blushing a little for Cheng Siqi.

Cheng Siqi seemed to know what Meng Dongya was thinking, and patted him on the shoulder earnestly with the appearance of an elder, saying: "The way of dual cultivation is also one of many avenues, and there is nothing difficult to say. Among them, happiness , is something you, a young chicken, can't envy."

After finishing speaking, he sighed and jumped into the dense canopy.

Meng Dongya's face turned green underneath, with an arrow stuck in his knee, he turned around and ran away with a group of disciples who were poking their heads to listen to the corner.

Wu Yan lay on his back on a tree branch as thick as a stone pillar, when he heard the movement, he smiled and raised his arms, just in time to catch Cheng Siqi who jumped on him.

The warm body covered her and slowly rubbed against her arms.

"You have turned into a god."

The young man rubbed his head against Insatiable's neck like a puppy, licked and bit his earlobe lightly, his voice was low and hoarse, full of unspeakable hints.

"But you just got out of your body."

Insatiable and unmoved, he pinched the back of Cheng Siqi's neck, "Haven't you practiced well in the past 100 years? Jiqing Sword Dao has been cultivated until now, not to mention Huashen, at least it's time to leave the peak. Why did you just leave the body... Tsk, where did you touch it? Where did you learn these bad things?"

Grabbing the hand that got into the collar, he took it to his lips and kissed it, and hugged Cheng Siqi up tirelessly to check his cultivation.

Cheng Siqi avoided his hand, hesitantly said: "I... got hurt a little."

"The injury of the Great Dao?"

Wuyan didn't touch Cheng Siqi's dantian again, but spoke directly.

The body in his arms froze, and a moment of amazement flashed through Wuyan's mind, he slowly tightened his arms, and kissed Cheng Siqi's slightly pursed lips: "For a hundred years, you have been following those illusory rumors to find the location of Tianyin Temple ? The one who hurt you was the Heaven Devouring Cauldron from the Ancient Forbidden Zone?"

"It's not like I've been looking for it for a hundred years."

Cheng Siqi paused, and argued, "At first I was busy practicing, and I retreated for a long time. When I left the retreat, I heard that the gate of Tianyin Temple disappeared many years ago. Like the rumors, it flew away, hidden in the sky, and could not be found again." Later, some incomplete maps appeared in the realm of comprehension, which are said to be able to find Tianyin Temple. I had nothing to do, so I wanted to look around..."

"I've heard of the Heaven Devouring Cauldron, a monster that dares to devour even the Dao of Heaven."

"I didn't expect it to be suppressed in the ancient forbidden area. I just wanted to take a look at it. Some people said that I saw a blind monk there."

Cheng Siqi's voice was soft, but it was like thunder in Wuyan's ears.

An uncontrollable regret surged in his heart, regretting that he should not have gone back to Tianyin Temple for retreat, and when he left the retreat, he should not have believed in Xu Yan's so-called sincerity, not moving his cultivation base, holding a broken The shovel dug through half the continent and ran out from Tianyin Temple.

If it had been earlier, and he would have been faster, Cheng Siqi would not have been hurt and suffered.

"It's my fault, I..."

As soon as Wuyan opened his mouth, Cheng Siqi interrupted him before he finished speaking.

"But it's okay to be injured. I have asked the Supreme Elder. There is a set of dual cultivation methods that are most beneficial to repairing the injuries of the Dao..."

Cheng Siqi stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked Wuyan's lips, and said in a low voice, "Wuyan, you shouldn't have the heart to see me with injuries all the time, right?"

The author has something to say: Insatiable: Forbearance.

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