Okay, now that the three conditions have been promised to you, is it possible to carry out double cultivation?

Zhao Ping was a little impatient, and his desire for the creator believed that every cultivator was the same.

Once you step into the creation of the world, you will be one step closer to the avenue of heaven and earth, and from a certain point of view, you will already be out of the realm of mortals, and you will have the qualifications to sit and discuss the Tao with the true master.

Mu Qingwan tied up the thin veil on her body, sat upright, and looked at Zhao Pingdao.

"It's time to start, and then I'll use my world to take you to the eighteenth layer of hell,"

Zhao Ping was puzzled: "Why did you go to the eighteenth layer of hell again?

Mu Qingwan explained: Yes, the eighteenth layer of hell is the place where I promoted the candidate for the president, but where is also the place where I cultivate my great supernatural powers, so far no one has been able to pass all the eighteen layers, otherwise I would have retired a long time ago.

Zhao Ping pouted, your eighteenth layer of hell is so perverted, it's normal that no one clears the customs, and I don't know what you think, it's so difficult, where is the selection of people, it's just murder.

Mu Qingwan's brows were clustered again, so frightened that Zhao Ping hurriedly covered his mouth.

Mu Qingwan glanced at him and said, "What do you know, the eighteenth layer of hell is the essence of the mysteries of supernatural powers, once you clear the level, you can obtain supreme wisdom, which is more meaningful than you ascending to the creation of the world." ”

Zhao Ping naturally didn't understand what the great magic power in Mu Qingwan's mouth was, just this word wisdom, Zhao Ping really couldn't see it from Mu Qingwan.

Mu Qingwan saw that Zhao Ping was still very disdainful, and said with some embarrassment: "You still don't believe it, right, okay, I'll let you see it, my supernatural powers." ”

Zhao Ping shook his head disappreciatively and said: "The king of fights will definitely not be able to beat you, if you want me to see your fists, I don't think you have to..."

As soon as Zhao Ping finished speaking, he was immediately dumbfounded, where did he think that what Mu Qingwan said was not to do it at all, but to show his face, a genuine face.

The clouds want to dress and the flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon

A gust of wind blew through Mu Qingwan's green silk, and also took away the mask that she had never taken off her face.

At this moment, Zhao Ping was dumbfounded, long ancient rhyme, longing for him, Zhao Ping, who was a man in the tenth life, seemed to be a new person at this moment, starting from the soul, and was deeply attracted by Mu Qingwan's appearance of the country and the city.

I once thought that this thousand-year-old woman must be wrinkled and drooping old, but at this moment she can't see a trace of wrinkles on her face, and even white and tender and moist, like a shelled hard-boiled egg, which can be broken with a snap of her fingers.

Looking at her delicate facial features, it is a beauty that Zhao Ping has never seen, the coordination of big eyes, nose, small mouth, and thin face is incomparable, so that after seeing these facial features, people can no longer say anything more beautiful than this.

is like Li Bai's poems, which are so gorgeous that they have nothing to add.

Mu Qingwan was a little embarrassed when she saw Zhao Ping looking at her stupidly, but she was very happy, this was the first time she took off her mask to face a man, and this man would soon become her husband.

"Zhao Ping, have you seen enough, I'm going to take you to the eighteenth layer of hell. ”

Zhao Ping said without blinking.

Mu Qingwan, is this the magical power you want me to see, it's just too godly, I believe that no man can resist it.

Mu Qingwan chuckled and said: "This is just my most natural appearance, if I use Dao power, I am beautiful in this prosperous world, I am afraid that even the moon is shy and the flowers are shy, and the fish and geese are not level." ”

Zhao Ping said happily: "I don't know yet, what is the name of your supernatural power..."

"Angel Path!"

Mu Qingwan said proudly, this is a magical power taught to me by a king of the West.

Zhao Ping began to look forward to it, to be able to create such a stunning beauty, it must be a very powerful supernatural power.

"Let's get started, I'm ready. ”

Mu Qingwan waved her hand, and a pink light flashed from her fingertips, bringing Zhao Ping's soul into a pink world.

"Zhao Ping, next, we will start double cultivation, I will take you through the eighteen layers of hell, but after the baptism of heaven, I will share with you all the mysteries of my angelic path. ”

Although Zhao Ping was out of his body, he was immersed in the scene, and Mu Qingwan's voice in his ears was like coming out of his mind.

Zhao Ping said curiously: "Mu Qingwan, where are you, why do I only hear your voice, but I can't see your people." ”

Mu Qingwan smiled and said: "Zhao Ping, you and I are the same body, at this time you are me, I am you!"

Zhao Ping was taken aback, why can't I be androgynous, is this a double cultivation.

Mu Qingwan agreed: "Yes, double cultivation is the fusion of male and female souls, through the indoctrination of one party's high-level cultivation to low-level cultivation, of course, if you have anything particularly powerful, higher than my understanding of the laws of nature, it will also lose to me, so that we can share each other's comprehension of the laws of nature." ”

Zhao Ping didn't seem to understand, this was the first time he had done double cultivation with a female cultivator, and he didn't know what the effect was.

After a while, Zhao Ping felt that the pink world had come to an end.

Mu Qingwan said, "We are about to enter the eighteenth layer of hell, remember that you have to do your best to live, as long as you live, I can take you through the level successfully." ”

As soon as Mu Qingwan's words fell, Zhao Ping fell into the black valley with a bang, and then a white light flashed, and a signboard appeared in front of him.

Iron Tree Hell!

Successful participants will receive three first-class medals.

Zhao Ping had opened the eighteenth layer of hell once, and he knew the rules here, and behind this signboard was the Iron Tree Hell.

Zhao Ping was a little puzzled, didn't he start from the original tongue hell?

Mu Qingwan replied: "No, you have already passed two levels and obtained two first-class medals, so you are eligible to enter the third layer of hell." ”

Zhao Ping nodded abruptly and said, "So that's the case, that's good, now I'm going in, do you have any instructions?" Zhao Ping sorted out the clothes on his body.

At this time, Zhao Ping was still Zhao Ping's body, but there was more Mu Qingwan's soul in his soul.

Mu Qingwan said: "This iron tree hell, the most difficult thing is to test the family affection in human nature, you must remember that the family is important, of course, you must be a man who cares about the family like this."

Zhao Ping was a little proud, and took a big stride into the dark valley.

As soon as Zhao Ping entered, he felt that the road behind him had disappeared, and when he looked back, it was exactly the same as in the valley, and there was no possibility of going out.

Mu Qingwan reminded: "When you enter hell, don't turn back and overcome your fears, this is the test of the angelic path." ”

Zhao Ping nodded, I know, I have seen the horrors of hell, and I am afraid that I can only kill myself.

Zhao Ping mustered up the courage to move forward.

At this time, an old man suddenly appeared on the road in front of him, and the old man looked down at a dead corpse at his feet, and when he saw Zhao Ping coming, he slowly raised his head, with a pair of pupilless eyes, extremely cautious.

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