"What the hell do you want?"

Qiao Mengchen opened his eyes and saw a few lumps of mud like flies, and his face was about to move, and he couldn't help but get annoyed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info The demon dragon didn't bother to deal with him, and continued to agitate his divine sense, driving the mud back to his original position again.

Qiao Mengchen was so angry in his heart, if there was a high cliff in front of him, he would jump, who could stand such a personal bullying! Only suffering from being trapped with his hands and feet, he simply fell straight up to the grass, imitating the ice silkworm that had just swallowed into his stomach, arching and shrinking to crawl forward, in order to express his humble anger.

Ao Maojiu's long beard is graceful, and his copper bell eyes are shining with the light of a child's undeceitful. Isn't it a psychopath? An expression that is immersed in it! It was another toss, and Qiao Mengchen's face was already red. The tools for venting air were confiscated, and he felt that even his pupils were doing their best to help his brain exchange air. There is a hint of coolness in the corners of the eyes, which is a good proof of this.

Ouch, it's not good, his eyesight has just recovered, will he suffer from it if he exerts too much force? Qiao Mengchen was in a hurry, suffering from the fact that he couldn't speak or move, his eyes were dark, and he came to the critical point of fainting again.

"Poof"...... With a long fart sound, a trace of cool air soothed along his **** and slowly penetrated into the heart and liver of the five organs......

Is this over, incontinent? Qiao Mengchen subconsciously reached out to touch it, but finally abandoned it without any way.

"Hahaha, it's really good, it's anal. ”

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The sense of shame did not dissipate, Qiao Mengchen was held up by the powerful dragon divine sense, and was thrown into the waterhole. In the water, a long string of bubbles poured out from Qiao Mengchen's buttocks, attracting the sideways glances of the fish.

Come on, Joe Mengchen, you've got another record to be proud of in your colorful adventure.

The victim looked at the bubbles helplessly, but this is fine, at least the pressure on the cerebral cortex is much reduced, and the eyes are not uncomfortable. It seems that he was able to maintain spontaneous breathing for a short period of time. Next, it depends on what moths the dead dragon is going to put out.

The thought hadn't completely disappeared, and a whirlpool appeared in the water. The fast-flowing vortex slowly unscrewed his trousers like a long hand. Qiao Mengchen involuntarily turned around, but when he was dizzy, he was saved by Ao Maojiu's lips. In the center of the whirlpool, a black tail stirred the pool.

The result of the loss of trousers...... As expected, the **** was also blocked by mud......

Qiao Mengchen was embarrassed, because he was not the only one in the water, and it seemed that he was ...... There was also a pair of eyes that witnessed his embarrassment. The gray haze on the surface of the sleep crystal is gone, and in the crystal transparent box, the body of the beautiful girl is both illusory and real. On "her"'s beautiful and dusty face, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and her big eyes opened a few times, and then closed more tightly.

There is no need to think about it, "she" is sure that she has seen everything, and only then will she have such an expression.

It's really an old hatred and a new hatred has been added! Qiao Mengchen's heart is blocked, where can he say it clearly in one or two sentences. Under the interweaving of mixed tastes, poor Qiao Mengchen was once again suffocated.

The second awakening was already on the shore. Mr. Bareass's head was swollen, and every inch of his skin was like being bitten by thousands of ants, and the pain was unbearable. His stomach cramped, and he opened his mouth to retch, spitting out a little of the liquid that had been twisted into a thread. The liquid is gray, and I don't know how strange it is.

"Good boy, there is progress. After saying that, Ao Maojiu rolled up the half-dead Qiao Mengchen again, and prepared to throw himself into the water again.

"That's enough!" Qiao Mengchen scolded loudly and angrily, "How long are you going to torture me?!

Next time, catch that unruly little guy and carve a nameplate for him to hang around his neck. Ao Maojiu thought so in his heart, but the divine consciousness of the person who moved through the air did not stop.

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The sun was setting in the west, and the last rays of sunlight disappeared from here, and the deep barrel-like sinkhole was suddenly much darker.

Qiao Mengchen lay on the shore of Longxi Lake drenched, motionless. No matter how much Ao Maojiu stirred up his divine sense, he couldn't wake it up again, and now, he had to just sting him with his graceful lips and whiskers and scratch him with his cold dragon claws.

After a rough calculation, I don't know if it was the seventy-eighth or seventy-ninth time to get him down and pick him up again. If it were someone else, he would have died countless times. Next to the dying man, there was a large pool of gray-black liquid, which was the total amount of saliva he had spit out. Part of the saliva has evaporated, and in the center and around it, the green grass has withered and turned black, and the small insects and earthworms hiding underneath have long since disappeared - life forms are very knowledgeable, and more fortunate than small grasses and wild flowers, they have legs and muscles, and they can have more choices.

Master Ao Maojiu was a little worried, although Qiao Mengchen was just another experiment, he was still afraid of repeating the mistakes of the past and delaying his career plan again.

Although his stubborn and absurd character is extremely flawed, thanks to his strict ancestral teachings and noble bloodline, Ao Maojiu was already a well-educated dragon with eight buckets of talent long before he became a minor, proficient in metaphysics, feng shui, strange skills, magic and other obscure knowledge, and full of curiosity and enthusiasm for developing the potential of creatures outside the dragon clan.

If you add Jo Mengchen, this is its fifth human student to come in, and the first four all died unexpectedly. Deeply buried, frozen, scorched, and encircled, not a single successful experience has been obtained. As for Qiao Mengchen, first, he can make delicious dishes and adjust his monotonous daily life, second, his physique and temperament are different from those of the previous ones, and third, he feels that he can't afford time and can't drag it out any longer.

The dragon's own unique constitution can recreate the inner body without being reborn, but the people of the Nether obviously can't do it.

Ao Maojiu's experimental methods, or to put it mildly, teaching methods, were all carried out according to the diagram, according to the strange book "The Book of Heavenly Concealment", which was widely circulated in the upper realm.

“…… Mortals are frail and weak, and their knowledge is shallow, and their scabies are difficult to heal, especially ant borers...... If you want to exhaust the potential, you must remove the redundancy and stimulate the sea of qi. ”

According to this theory, the reason why it is difficult for people in the lower realm to become great is due to the natural disadvantage of the human body. It is necessary to wash away the redundant impurities that are all over the body and outside, and awaken the sea of qi that has been abandoned after coming out of the mother's womb, so that you can go to the sky and enter the sea and escape to the earth.

Similar to the Divine Sense, the Qi Sea is also the lifeline for cultivating a perfect Divine Physique. The difference between the two is that opening the sea of qi is the foundation, and penetrating the consciousness is the highest stage.

Qiao Mengchen was repeatedly picked up and drowned by drowning, all of which Ao Maojiu did based on wanting to awaken and open his sea of qi. And this method that Ao Maojiu mastered and tried to make Qiao Mengchen enlighten is called the Turtle Breath Technique. In the same way as deep burial, freezing, fire, and encirclement, flooding is also one of the methods to forcibly open the turtle breath technique.

Ao Maojiu's hometown is the Void Valley of the Seven High Heavens. The Valley of Void is a lonely valley, surrounded by a sea of brilliant stars on the left and right. During the spring and autumn flood seasons in the Sea of Stars, the dragons will catch all kinds of seafood to dry and prepare for the long winter nights. Among the countless types of precious seafood, there is a giant turtle whose scientific name is the star turtle. The star turtle is extremely delicious, and it is a must-have product for the Ao family to travel at home and kill people and goods.

Due to its special constitution, if it dies for more than an hour, the flesh of this giant turtle will become fishy and difficult to swallow. Therefore, the caught star turtle must be killed and eaten, otherwise it will be a tyrannical thing. However, the living Star Turtle has an advantage, whether it is covered with soil, frozen with ice, sun, or smoky, blown by wind and frost, in short, no matter how bad the external environment is, as long as it is not bloody, chopped off, and broken into thousands of pieces, the Star Turtle will fake its death and sleep, waiting for the moment when it will see the light of day again, even if this day is so far away for tens of thousands of years.

Therefore, after catching the rare star-spotted turtle, it is either hung on the eaves, placed at the foot of the bed, or simply buried in the soil and frozen in the snow, and can be taken when you are hungry.

The star turtles are so awesome because of their unique latent breath.

There is a sense of the sages, so the turtle breath technique was created.

"He that gets the breath of a turtle does not breathe with his mouth and nose, as in the womb." The mouth and nose are only the gateway to breathing, and the sea of qi is the source of qi. Through the divine sense, the breath is guided to enter the solid element, and the internal qi is self-serving. This is a method of breathing that mobilizes the inner breath, just like the fake death and true sleep of the star-spotted turtle, which is a turtle breath technique.

Ordinary breathing and exhalation only absorb "qi" into the chest cavity, unable to open the sea of qi, and still unable to accept the original essence of "qi", so it is impossible to control and transform the meridians of the inner body. After learning the Turtle Breath Technique, the whole body is unobstructed, which can stimulate the terrifying potential and raise the realm of the inner body to the highest stage.

Closing the mouth and nose to open the anal breath, sealing the anal breath and guiding the skin breath, are all to find a shortcut and gradually stimulate Qiao Mengchen to open the sea of qi. The process of opening the anal breath is very smooth, but the guidance of the skin breath has repeatedly hit a wall, and so far, even the master and the old man are not sure whether the newly accepted apprentice can succeed in the tribulation.

As for the liquid as powerful as the snake's venom, it should be an impurity forced out of Qiao Mengchen's body. The garbage accumulated for more than 20 years, hehe, it is really not covered.

Ao Maojiu had nothing to do, and its dark sense of divine consciousness emitted a stronger purple qi, covering the silent Qiao Mengchen like a ball of cotton. Then, you can only wait quietly.

It curled its lips and pondered, examining its own faults: the steps to guide the opening of the Qi Sea should be fine, and it was not too much to let Qiao Mengchen subdue one Ice Silkworm instead of two Ice Silkworms in order to elevate his weak foundation...... What about time?Is it that Qiao Mengchen's time to absorb the dragon's breath to nourish his body is too short, and he is too eager to do it?

Before being plundered by Chijin and the others, including the time of coma, Qiao Mengchen had been living in Longxi Pond for more than five days, although he had only eaten half a hare's meat during that time, maybe he himself felt that the time he was imprisoned here would not exceed one day at most. But the purple qi itself has a nourishing effect, and eating less for a few days is harmless at all.

Master was polite and generous enough to him, and the first few guys who almost became Senior Brother Qiao Mengchen, no one could make him have such benevolent love and tolerance.

Who is it? It is the father who does not love his mother, does not love his neighbors, does not want to be seen, is obedient and extremely moody, and is the demon dragon that God condemns his kind to spit on and everyone fears!

It's not for that damn dream, and that damn guy who doesn't pee on anyone!

The purple marshmallow moved, and Qiao Mengchen came out of it.

He looked a little dazed, and his steps were weak when he walked, and he almost fell to the ground several times. Ao Mao was overjoyed and got too close, showing that his concern for Qiao Mengchen was not contrived. In this way, its body hovering in mid-air appeared particularly large, reflecting how small Qiao Mengchen was.

For a while, Qiao Mengchen, who didn't know if he was lucky, felt like he was about to die. His face was blue and white, and his eyes occasionally flashed with light, but more often he was confused and desperate. Coming to this alien world, he experienced for the first time the sad atmosphere that life was worse than death. And, even if we can overcome this hurdle, how many hardships and hardships lie ahead that need to be overcome?

On the side of the Dragon's Rest Pond at the bottom of the sinkhole, one person and one dragon were silent like this, and no one took the initiative to step forward. Ao Maojiu is overly reserved, and Qiao Mengchen is disgusted, and he hates the demon dragon from the bottom of his heart.

"Bang", Ao Maojiu, who was six or seven meters above the ground, received a straight punch on the door, which made it a little dazed.