Taishang forgetfulness is a technique created by the sage Taishang Laojun, and logically speaking, how can it be so easy to break, there are many reasons for this. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

First, today's human beings on the earth have changed their physique, they can't cultivate the truth, and their bodies can't store spiritual power.

In this way, it makes the Taishang forgetful Tao incomplete.

Second, Zhang Mengxue has just come into contact with Taishang Forgetfulness Dao, and the realm is not profound, and under the impact of emotion, Taishang Forgetfulness is naturally broken.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Zhang Mengxue, who was crawling on Yang Xiaotian's lap, whimpered and cried, shedding tears, her delicate body twitched, the listener cried, and the listener was sad.

“……”

Yang Xiaotian naturally heard it, and his heart softened, and the big hand that hit Zhang Mengxue's buttocks stopped, and then stroked it again.

It feels really good.

At this time, Yang Xiaotian also felt that Zhang Mengxue's plump breasts were pressed on the thighs, which were very soft, like two balls of soft cotton.

"Little ......"

Zhang Mengxue got up, there were still tears in her beautiful eyes, Chu Chu was moving, looking at Yang Xiaotian, there was no longer the previous ruthlessness, but shyness and affection.

Taishang's forgetfulness was broken, and Zhang Mengxue naturally returned to her previous appearance.

It's just that because of the influence of being too forgetful, Zhang Mengxue still looks a little cold, but she is even more charming and moving.

"Light snow."

Yang Xiaotian shouted, and then said gently: "I didn't hurt you, did I?" ”

Hearing Yang Xiaotian's words, there were bursts of pain in her hips, which made Zhang Mengxue very shy, recalling the experience just now, Zhang Mengxue was ashamed and happy in her heart.

Coupled with this period of separation, emotional fermentation.

"Little God!"

Zhang Mengxue shouted, and then in Yang Xiaotian's stunned gaze, the jade arm wrapped around Yang Xiaotian's neck, and the delicate red lips were imprinted with Yang Xiaotian's lips.

"Light Snow ......"

Yang Xiaotian came back to his senses, stretched out his hand, hugged Zhang Mengxue's soft waist tightly, and then kissed passionately, pried open Zhang Mengxue's teeth, and sucked Zhang Mengxue's soft tongue.

After a long time, the lips parted, but there was a trace of crystal thin thread connected, and finally broke.

Zhang Mengxue is as charming as a flower, ruddy as a flower, beautiful and incomprehensible, her pretty face is tightly attached to Yang Xiaotian's chest, feeling the warmth at the moment.

Yang Xiaotian felt the softness in his arms, and his heart was also warm.

"Xiaoxue, you are so dignified, why do you want to repair something that is too forgetful?" After a long time, Yang Xiaotian asked.

Zhang Mengxue was stunned for a moment, then raised her head, and remembered the previous beating on her buttocks, and a burst of shy emotion welled up in her heart.

"It's because of ......"

Zhang Mengxue's eyes were a little evasive, but she still sorted out her thoughts and told the matter completely.

Yang Xiaotian understands now.

There are many reasons for this.

First of all, the appearance of moonlight gave Zhang Mengxue and Qingfeng Qu a lot of pressure, Zhang Mengxue wanted to become stronger and didn't want to be a vase.

In addition, the Taishang Forgetfulness Dao is divided into realms.

At the beginning of the level, the first layer is ruthless, and then gradually forgetfulness, ruthlessness is no emotion, forgetfulness is emotion, just temporarily forget, can control emotion.

In other words, if you can cultivate to a high and profound realm, you can also recover, and you are not really ruthless.

Therefore, Zhang Mengxue chose to practice.

However, how did Zhang Mengxue know that if she couldn't cultivate spiritual power, she would only cultivate with source power, and she would never be able to reach the advanced realm, and she would always become a ruthless person.

"Xiaotian, I was wrong......"

Zhang Mengxue muttered softly, hugging Yang Xiaotian tightly, never wanting to lose it again.

"Okay, it's okay, I can change my mistakes, and I'm my good wife." Yang Xiaotian laughed and hugged Zhang Mengxue tightly.

"Hmm."

Zhang Mengxue was shy, but her heart was sweet, and she nodded.

"Okay, it's time for us to go out, Xiaoqu is still waiting for us outside." Yang Xiaotian said.

"Hmm."

Zhang Mengxue bowed, "Everything is up to my husband." ”

Brush Brush Brush -

At this moment, as time went by, the battle between Qingfeng Qu and the old man became more and more intense, and the two sides did not use a killing move.

The collision between the pitch-black sword and the dust is terrifying.

It's hard to tell the winner.

Xiuxiu~~

At this moment, more and more people arrived, and the surrounding void was already full of figures, and the people from the Hidden World Family, the Hidden World Sect, and the Hidden World Sect in the base of the United Nations City-State all arrived.

"What about people? Didn't you say that Yang Xiaotian was making trouble in the dojo? ”

Slahudi arrived, he looked at the dojo, and saw the battle between Qingfeng Qu and the old man of the field, but there was no trace of Yang Xiaotian.

"This ......"

The major general who followed Slahudi frowned, and said with some trepidation: "I don't know, there will be no mistake in the intelligence." ”

"But what about people?!"

Slahudi snorted coldly, asked in a solemn tone, and then looked at the battlefield.

"What's going on? Why isn't it there? ”

Zhang Changlong and He Anzhong also arrived, Zhang Changlong also glanced at the dojo, but found no trace of Yang Xiaotian, and couldn't help frowning.

"This ......"

He Anzhong actually knows Qingfeng Qu, and since Miss Qingfeng Qu is here, then Lord Yang Xiaotian must also be here.

However, He Anzhong thought about it and still didn't say anything about it.

Speaking of which, He Anzhong didn't dare to upset Yang Xiaotian.

"Tsk, this world is so big, there are really a lot of talented people." The person who spoke was wearing a yellow Taoist robe and carrying a cloth bag, with a yin-yang diagram on the outside of the cloth bag, and a certain hat on his head, and a yin-yang diagram on the hat.

The person who spoke was a disciple of the Maoshan Master, the altar master of the 'Maoshan Taoist Altar' in the United Nations city-state, Li Qingyun, who was about fifty years old, and his pair of sword eyebrows were very sharp.

The eyes are sharp, with the meaning of sympathy between heaven and man.

"That's right, who would have thought that Liu Xianshui, the owner of the dignified Taoist dojo, would be suppressed by a female doll." This time, the person who spoke was holding a long sword in his arms, his hair was very long, he was tied with a rope, and he was wearing clothes on his body, quite the style of an ancient hero.

This person is the Wudang faction's seat in the 'Wudang Land' in the United Nations city-state - Zhuo Lixing.

"Amitabha, in the opinion of the poor monk, since Yang Xiaotian's benefactor is not here, it is better to go back." The bald-headed monk in a robe has a compassionate face and a golden luster of merit on his body.

The body of this old monk seems to be forged from pure copper, exuding a burst of heaviness, and with every gesture, there is the power of collapsing mountains and cracking the ground.

Similarly, this old monk's name is Huiwu, and he is the suzerain of the 'Shaolin Sect' in the United Nations Castle.

People from Maoshan, Wudang, and Shaolin are here, and although Donghuang, Zhuge , Xuanmen, and Emei are also here, they are all juniors, and they don't even have a name.

"Look, what's that?"

In the distance, two streamers flew in, powerful and containing the power of the emperor, and in the blink of an eye, they appeared in front of everyone and stopped in front of the dojo.

"It's Xuanyuan Yulong!"

Someone's pupils shrank and he exclaimed.

"It's coming so fast!"

"It's a pity, Yang Xiaotian is not here, otherwise, maybe he will be able to see an earth-shattering battle."

……

The crowd began to talk.

"Huh......"

Xuanyuan Yu frowned and pouted, "Brother Yulong, there is no person named 'Yang Xiaotian' here." ”

"Hmm."

Xuanyuan Yulong nodded and muttered, "It seems that I ran for nothing." ”

"Hmph."

Xuanyuan Yujiao snorted and said, "I know, it must be the guy named 'Yang Xiaotian', who knew that Brother Yulong was coming, so he was scared and ran away." ”

"It's really useless, I don't have any guts at all, I ran away without fighting."

Xuanyuan Yulong didn't say anything, but looked closely at the Qingfeng Qu who was fighting with Liu Xianshui, the owner of the dojo, with a glimmer of light in his eyes, as well as amazement.

What a fast sword!

What a sharp sword!

What a beautiful figure!

What a stunning look!

"Who is she?!"

Xuanyuan Yulong couldn't help but hug the Xuanyuan Holy Sword in his hand, he found that his heartbeat was faster, and he found that his gaze could no longer leave Qingfeng Qu's body.

He found out that he might have fallen in love at first sight!

A beautiful posture, a powerful sword, and a cold expression...... It was like a sharp arrow from Cupid, the god of love, piercing Xuanyuan Yulong's heart.

"Brother, Brother Yulong......"

Xuanyuan Yu found that Xuanyuan Yulong was in a daze, and couldn't help but shake his hand in front of Xuanyuan Yulong.

"Ah......h

Xuanyuan Yulong exclaimed, and when he came back to his senses, he saw Xuanyuan Yu pouting and glaring at Xuanyuan Yulong very unhappily.

Xuanyuan Yulong coughed a little embarrassed.

"Xuanyuan Yulong, it's coming very quickly."

Li Qingyun of the Maoshan faction looked at Xuanyuan Yulong and said with a sneer: "Why didn't you see the old man of your Xuanyuan Treasure Pavilion?" Could it be that he is dying? Or is it inconvenient for your legs and feet to go out? ”

"Tsk, the Xuanyuan family is really powerful, the successor who has been cultivated will be killed by an unknown person, in this regard, our Wudang is beyond the limit." Wudang Zhuo Lixing laughed, his tone full of mockery.

Speaking of which, between the nine hidden forces, the struggle is not endless, and it is not peaceful.

"Amitabha, the donor of Xuanyuan Yulong is going to run for nothing this time, and the donor Yang Xiaotian is not here." Huiwu clasped his hands together.

"Maoshan, Wudang, Shaolin."

Xuanyuan Yulong swept the three of them with cold eyebrows, a terrifying source force operated, and then, Xuanyuan Yulong seemed to incarnate into a round of scorching sun, and even more as if he had become an eternal emperor.

Thundered~~~

The release of the emperor's rules shook the heavens and the earth, and in an instant, the whole world was shocked by the emperor's majesty.

Stomp ~~~

Li Qingyun, Zhuo Lixing, and Huiwu, the three of them, who were not bad third-level super masters, were oppressed by Xuanyuan Yulong's momentum and took several steps back.

"This is Emperor Xuanyuan's technique! The Xuanyuan family's natal exercises, legend has it that Emperor Xuanyuan practiced this exercise and became an immortal! ”

Everyone exclaimed again and again, and looked up at Xuanyuan Yulong in shock.

"Useless waste."

Xuanyuan Yulong was arrogant, looking down on the common people, and didn't take the three of them in his eyes at all.

"You ......"

Li Qingyun's faces turned red one by one, feeling that they had lost all their faces, and they were actually oppressed by the momentum, and the qi and blood in their bodies were churning.

They didn't expect that Xuanyuan Yulong would be so powerful.

"The Xuanyuan family has this son, but there is a real dragon!" Zhang Changlong's eyes were sharp, revealing a fine light, and even he felt a strong pressure just now.

"If I knew this, I wouldn't let Yang Xiaotian's kid take away my Xiaoxue granddaughter, and my Xiaoxue granddaughter would become what she is now."

"This Xuanyuan Yulong is very good, if my granddaughter Xiaoxue can marry him, I may be able to use the power of the Xuanyuan family to restore Xiaoxue to its original state."

Zhang Changlong muttered softly.

“……”

Although Zhang Changlong's voice was small, He Anzhong on the side heard it all, and cold sweat appeared on his forehead, thinking that Old Man Zhang really dared to say anything.

But He Anzhong didn't care.

He felt that although Xuanyuan Yulong was not weak, he could not compare with Lord Yang Xiaotian, Xuanyuan Yulong, he could still see some shades.

And Lord Yang Xiaotian, in He Anzhong's eyes, is like the endless universe, the endless abyss, unfathomable.

Rumble!

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Yulong took a step forward, and there was a white jade light flashing on his body, which was very dazzling, and he was walking towards the battlefield.

"What does he want to do?"

"Is this going to be a sideways kick? Is Xuanyuan Yulong trying to stop this battle, or does he want to help Daomen? ”

"The Xuanyuan family doesn't seem to have a good relationship with the Daomen, right?"

“……”

Seeing that Xuanyuan Yulong had taken action, everyone couldn't help but discuss.