Chapter 49

No, no, no, wait...... What the hell is there in his head?

When did he not choose to eat so hungry that he didn't even let go of a hamster with only a small piece of meat on his body, time is really pig feed, two hundred years have passed, and he, a positive and uplifting young man, has (not) also evolved into a strange Shu Xiao.

"Cough ......" Mo Chuan, who was frightened by his too terrifying brain supplement, coughed hard, he looked at the little hamster with a soft and well-behaved face in his palm, and unconsciously felt a little weak.

Although Mo Chuan has an unfathomable face with a deep facial paralysis and can't see joy or anger, he is still keenly aware of a trace of change in Mo Jiukong, and with his understanding of Mo Chuan day and night, even the slightest change in expression can't escape his observation.

But Mo Chuan didn't seem to attract his attention, so he wasn't stupid enough to ask directly, but just made himself look a little nervous and asked, "What's wrong, are you feeling unwell?"

"Nothing. "I found that I blamed the sudden awakening of Shu Huang's attributes, will labor and management say it!

Mo Chuan put down the arm he had been lifting, hung down to the seat on his side, and the hamster nested in his palm climbed from his palm to the seat covered with soft fur with great eyes, and then found a comfortable position and sat down next to Mo Chuan.

After Mo Chuan put down the hamster, Mo Jiukong grabbed his arm that had been raised for a long time, and rubbed it lightly and heavily. He was originally sitting on Mo Chuan's right hand, but Mo Chuan was holding the hamster with his left hand before, for convenience, he also moved to the left side of Mo Chuan, and the little hamster was also nesting on the left side of Mo Chuan's body, I don't know if he felt that someone was coming to grab the position, and he shrank nervously twice, and buried himself in the corner of Mo Chuan's robe, revealing only a pair of round black eyes and a small short mouth surrounded by white hair, and the light yellow hair on it still shook from time to time.

Maybe it's because the corners of Mo Chuan's clothes are too comfortable, or maybe he can't keep up mentally after experiencing some changes in Zhihai, and the little hamster's black eyes gradually become foggy, and after a while, they turn from round grape-like to a thin slit.

Mo Chuan's eyes stayed on it for a while, and then returned to concentrate on rubbing his arms Du Xiaobai.

The slender and powerful hand massaged and kneaded back and forth on his arm with just the right amount of strength, and every seemingly random drop point was actually eaten in accordance with the law of the human body's acupuncture points, and the gentle and comfortable water spiritual power slowly flowed into Mo Chuan's body along his movements.

Mo Chuan spread out all the fire spiritual power in his meridians and suppressed it to the dantian, so that the spiritual power that Xiaobai entered his body would not be swallowed by the overly powerful fire spiritual power.

Water aura is the mildest of the five basic aura, and the compatibility is also the best, no matter what kind of spiritual root the monk has, it has a certain tonic effect, and it is precisely because of this that basically the Ding Furnace of the cultivation world is a girl with a water spirit root, and it is too wasteful to use a single water spirit root to make a Ding Furnace, but it is very common for the spirit root to have a water spirit root, and the double spirit root and three spirit roots with poor qualifications are very common.

Hey, wait......

…… How did his thinking turn to the topic of Ding Furnace Mo Chuan was worried about it, it couldn't be because he wore an undisciplined stallion article, so his mind was full of discordant limited content.

Ding furnace or something, it must be all evil.

Mo Chuan settled his mind and drove these strange contents out of his mind, and his son was still filial piety (...... Serving himself, he opened this strange brain hole, and he really couldn't stop his heart.

The monk's meridians, flesh and blood, internal organs, and even the hardest bones also have water in them, so even if Mo Chuan's single fire spirit root and Xiao Bai's single water spirit root do not match each other in terms of attributes, when the water spirit power slowly flows into his body, Mo Chuan does not feel the slightest discomfort, but has a comfortable feeling of being gently brushed inside his body.

Squinting his eyes slightly, after thinking about the fact that he was obviously a fire spirit root but felt comfortable under the love and caress of the water spirit power for three minutes to no avail, Mo Chuan decisively gave up the idea of reasoning with this vexatious worldview setting.

Anyway, it's good to be cool, no matter what kind of cheat principle is behind it.

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#论男人的劣性根#

"Tired or not" thanks to the strong body element, in fact, Mo Chuan didn't feel tired at all when he held the hamster for so long, but since Xiaobai was willing to take the initiative to help him massage, he would not be so hypocritical as to push away this benefit. Now that Xiaobai has been serving him for so long, Mo Chuan is a little worried that Xiaobai can't stand it.

After all, there is only the Transformation Yuan Period, which is equivalent to the third-order hamster next to him who will fall asleep at any time, how can he not worry. If the realm of cultivation is converted to the age of a human being, he is not considered child labor

Mo Chuan, who was concerned about the chaos, once again completely ignored the fact that even a monk in the Huayuan period could walk three hundred miles in one breath without panting.

Hearing Mo Chuan's lazy question, Mo Jiukong's subordinates kept moving, and with the connivance of the master of his body, he carefully controlled his aura to swim carefully in Mo Chuan's veins, warming his flesh and blood, "Don't be tired, Dad is comfortable." ”

In fact, there is too much difference between him and Mo Chuan's realm, and this kind of painless "massage" has no other benefits except for bringing Mo Chuan some slight comfort.

Mo Chuan simply didn't dislike it.

And the monk's meridians are one of the most important parts of the body, once the meridians are damaged, it often represents the end of the path of cultivation, Mo Chuan is still just blocking an acupuncture point and falling to a state where he can't advance, which shows the importance of this place for the monk, so unless someone close to him, the monk will not let people control their meridians lightly.

Although Mo Jiukong didn't understand Mo Chuan's physical problems, he still understood the common sense of how important the meridians were to the monk, so in the face of Mo Chuan's completely trusted expression, of course he couldn't help but feel a little emotional, even if it wasn't too obvious on the surface, but the crescent-shaped eyes still fully explained how happy he was at the moment.

But the pleasure lasted for a short time before it was replaced by surprise.

- Spiritual power, I can't walk anymore.

Even if the spiritual energy in his body is emptied, it may not be enough for Mo Chuan to toss with one finger, so he took a trick and divided the spiritual power into a few thin strands, advancing in the meridians little by little, but the gap in the high realm is too huge, even if Mo Chuan takes the initiative to suppress the spiritual power in his body, Mo Jiukong's spiritual power is still struggling in his meridians, and the time for the small half of the incense has passed, and he hasn't even traveled for a week.

But after all, it is moving slowly, but for some reason, the closer it is to the lower abdominal dantian, the slower it is advancing.

Then his spiritual power was less than half an inch away from Guan Yuan's acupoint, and it completely stagnated.

He tentatively tried to move forward, but the front was like a hard wall, and he couldn't break through it no matter what.

At the same time, Mo Chuan, who was originally half-leaning on the seat and leisurely enjoying his son's love card massage, also noticed that something was wrong, and then after he understood, his face became ugly, "Get out!"

When Mo Jiukong heard this, he was afraid that Mo Chuan would be harmed, so he didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and quickly retreated with his spiritual power.

Just after he had withdrawn all his spiritual power, some strange changes had occurred in the parts that Mo Chuan had originally blocked.

――An indescribable sourness spread from Guan Yuan's acupoint to his entire body, and the painful feeling of being gnawed by countless ants on his fingertips quickly covered his body with a layer of cold sweat.

Mo Chuan gritted his teeth and controlled himself not to make a sound.

The sourness continued, but it gradually deteriorated, first it became a burning sensation, and then it gradually cooled, the pain became numb, and the spiritual power in the dantian was restless, rampage in the dantian like an uncontrolled wild horse, and the dantian was faintly painful, if it weren't for the Blood Flame Venerable's body being strong enough, now he would inevitably fall into the result of a dantian injury.

The moment the sour feeling came, Mo Chuan sensed that it was going to be bad, but he didn't expect it to be so strict.

…… Normally, his own spiritual power would not have such a big reaction at all, could it be that his sick and delicate meridians were so xenophobic that he was miserable with so little water spiritual power.

It didn't take long for the riot of spiritual power in the dantian to gradually stop, and the meridians all over the body, especially the few near the dantian, were still blocked heavily.

He repented of his mistake at the beginning.

He must have had his brain pumping to forget about his "hidden disease", and he was stupid enough to let Xiaobai's spiritual power wander in his meridians! Such an obvious abnormality must not be hidden, Mo Chuan had a headache, how should he explain to Xiaobai

He had planned to confess his situation to Xiaobai at the last moment, or simply disappear quietly, worried that everything would be disrupted.

In fact, his mentality is also very normal, people who know that they are suffering from a "terminal illness" that cannot be cured, always subconsciously worry that saying it will make their relatives sad, Xiaobai is the same as his relatives to him, how can his situation be regarded as a terminal illness in the cultivation realm, the only way to achieve the hope is extremely slim, and he himself has no desire to fight, so he can be said to be counting the countdown to live his life, this kind of thing is not good news anyway, why bother to bother the people who are still alive

Mo Chuan's abacus played very well, but now everything has been disrupted.

“…… What's going on" After being silent for a long time, Mo Jiukong asked in a dumb voice, "What's wrong with the meridians." ”

"It's fine. Mo Chuan, who had an ostrich mentality, subconsciously wanted to escape, so he replied coldly: "It's an old problem." ”

If you were a different person, you might be fooled by Mo Chuan's cold and noble expression and calm tone, but Mo Jiukong obviously wouldn't, how could the cold sweat on Mo Chuan's neck escape his eyes, and the tense body at that moment was obviously a reaction that would only occur in an extremely nervous situation.

And...... The obvious stagnation in the meridians has been so obvious that he doesn't need to feel it to be noticed, he thought that his spiritual power was too weak at first, so it was so difficult to swim in Mo Chuan's meridians, but now it seems that maybe it's not just this reason.

He was almost certain that something was wrong with Mo Chuan's meridians!