"Hmph, slut!" A feeling of intoxication swept through his body, and Lu Chengfeng only felt an irrepressible heat in his lower abdomen.

He forcibly suppressed the impulse in his heart, shook off Li Hongmei with his sleeves, and asked, "Why did you delay for so long?" ”

Li Hongmei snorted and explained: "People were afraid of arousing this kid's suspicion, so they deliberately stayed outside for a few more hours. Who knew that you were so anxious, master, and you started so early. ”

At this moment, a small light yellow figure took advantage of the night to quietly crawl out of the black burden on Mo Hansheng's body and slipped into the grass on the side.

"You'd better not play any tricks!" Lu Chengfeng gave a warning, and then returned to the valley by himself.

"Bring this kid in."

"Yes." Li Hongmei complied, turned to look at the young man on the ground, and her eyes were slightly complicated.

After a moment of silence, her eyes gradually became indifferent until they were silent.

She grabbed Mo Hansheng's belt and lifted him up to her shoulder with one hand.

In the bamboo building, Lu Chengfeng was standing in front of a row of green bamboo bookshelves, the pages of which kept flying, as if he was searching for something.

Li Hongmei carried Mo Hansheng into the house and stood by the broken bamboo door.

"Fix the door." Lu Cheng didn't reply to the limelight, said casually, and continued to flip through the classics.

"Yes." Li Hongmei put Mo Hansheng aside, went out to find some tools and materials, and began to repair the bamboo door.

"Found it, that's it, that's it, hahahaha......" Lu Chengfeng laughed out loud as he held an ancient book with green and yellow pages in his hand.

Li Hongmei looked at Lu Chengfeng, who was almost crazy, her eyes were cold, and when she saw the other party suddenly turn around, her face changed into a flattering expression.

"Get out." Seeing that the bamboo gate had been repaired, Lu Chengfeng unceremoniously drove Li Hongmei out, and then pulled out a few books from the bookshelf one after another.

He walked to the stone wall of the bamboo building against the mountain, lifted a landscape painting hanging on the wall, and pressed it hard with his palm in the center.

There was a heavy sound, and a heavy stone door slowly opened on the wall, and there was a secret room hidden in the mountain.

Lu Chengfeng picked up Mo Hansheng and walked straight in.

Lying on the couch, Shi Shan didn't say a word, revealing a small head, taking in everything.

Just before the stone door closed, it seized the opportunity, turned into a phantom, and quietly rushed into the secret room.

It blended into the chamber along the shadows in the corners.

And Mo Hansheng had been placed on a stone bed, Lu Chengfeng took two burdens and a talisman from him, opened the white baggage, and there were only some dry food and a body of clothing inside.

He opened another black bag, which was filled with some priceless jewels and jade, which were already a great treasure for mortals.

"A poor-looking boy can have these things, most of them are ill-gotten gains." Lu Chengfeng sneered, picked up the red talisman with an ordinary workmanship, rubbed his fingers slightly, and took out a thin and transparent triangular spar from it.

"What is this?" Lu Chengfeng frowned and couldn't see the fame after looking at it for a long time, so he took up a trace of true qi and slowly injected it into the spar.

No response.

"Forget it, most of them are rags that they picked up out of nowhere, what good things can a mortal have." Lu Chengfeng casually threw aside the spar and amulet, and then held a book in one hand and a pen in the other hand to draw something on the ground of the secret room, and from time to time according to the instructions on the book, he placed some flags, canvases, gold, stones, jade and other things around him.

Lu Chengfeng was about to complete the instructions in the book in one go, but for some reason he frowned, put down the pen and utensils in his hand, and turned around and walked out of the secret room.

Shi Shan stepped out of the shadows, glanced at the surrounding patterns quickly, and muttered, "Defensive Array." ”

The bamboo door opened, and a blue light spirit bird flew from the sky.

Lu Chengfeng stretched out his hand and grabbed it, his palm was slightly forced, and the spirit bird was shattered into thousands of points of light, leaving only a white note in his palm.

He didn't immediately open the note, looked around, and then closed the bamboo door.

The night was hazy, and in the simple wooden house not far away, a pair of eyes hidden behind the gap in the bead curtain slowly moved away, and the bead curtain was quietly hidden.

Lu Chengfeng returned to the secret room, opened the note, and glanced at the contents on it.

A hint of hesitation flashed across his face, and he sneered and muttered to himself, "What if you get that thing?" What about a few more decades of life? Can a mere longevity fruit help me build a foundation? ”

"I've been trapped in the Qi Refining Realm for more than thirty years, and I don't have a well-qualified physical body, even if I barely build a foundation, how far can I go on the Immortal Path?" Lu Chengfeng grasped the palm of his hand, and the note suddenly turned into shreds.

Then, his left hand gently rubbed the tips of the hair between his sideburns, and there was a faint amount of water vapor coming out of his fingers.

In a short time, the long black and thick hair turned gray and mottled in the blink of an eye.

He put his hand to his face again and did the same.

Soon, the corners of his eyes became wrinkled like tree bark, and his smooth and full forehead and cheeks were visibly shriveled and deformed, with dark spots of various sizes appearing.

He reached into his mouth and pulled out a mouthful of gold-stone dentures, revealing scarlet, slightly yellowed gums.

After a moment of hard work, Lu Chengfeng's whole person turned into an octogenarian in his last years.

He took out a glittering orb from his bosom and placed it on the table.

At the moment when the bead left, a disgusting sour smell wafted out of him, and the meaning of decay permeated the entire secret room.

The wrinkles on Lu Chengfeng's face were filled with a determined look: "I can't wait, I want it now!" ”

He turned around and walked to the stone bed, lifted Mo Hansheng's clothes, and gently stroked his lower abdomen, chest muscles and arms, and his eyes burst out with extreme fanaticism and obsession: "This young and strong body will soon be mine." ”

He picked up his brush and books and continued to lay out the unfinished circle on the ground.

After touching for about an hour, Lu Chengfeng brought a half-person-high white jade pillar and stood at the door of the secret room.

Next, he placed a faintly shiny black jade stone in a circular groove at the top of the column.

Suddenly, a majestic invisible force rippled like a frenzied wave of qi, forming a huge hemispherical circle in an instant, enveloping the entire secret room and the bamboo building.

Outside the bamboo building, in the simple wooden house, Li Hongmei's eyes suddenly opened, and her ten fingers were crossed and clenched tightly, as if she was praying for something.

The defensive array was opened, and Lu Chengfeng flipped through the ancient book with green and yellow pages again, paying full attention, refusing to miss a word.

It wasn't until he had checked several times that he finally closed the page, walked to the edge of the stone bed, and put Mo Hansheng in a cross-legged position.

The silver-white ring on the index finger of his right hand flashed one after another, and one after another strange artifacts appeared in his hand, neatly and orderly on the stone table.

A yellow wax pill, a white porcelain vase, ten three-inch-long gold needles, a silver glittering chain with a thumb-length knife attached to each end, a pile of black jade identical to the one placed in the recess of the white jade pillar, and six red fruits.

Lu Chengfeng closed his eyes and stared for a moment, then picked up a golden needle, took a deep breath and slowly stabbed it into the back of his neck.

As the golden needle deepened, his eyes gradually became bloodshot, and his eyes became bright.

Lu Chengfeng didn't stop, and picked up the golden needle again and again and pierced it towards himself.

Until the ten key points on his body were filled with golden needles, he was already sweating profusely, his hands and feet were shaking uncontrollably, and he was shaking even when he walked.

He reached for the medicine bottle on the table, but with a shake of his hand, he knocked it to the ground, the porcelain shattered, and a small scarlet pill rolled out.

Lu Chengfeng leaned over and wanted to pick it up, but he fell to the ground with a "poof", and he didn't even have the strength to stretch out.

His face was weakly pressed against the ground, but his eyes were unusually persistent at the red pill in front of him, the bare gums opened with difficulty, and he stretched out his tongue and rolled the pill into his mouth in great embarrassment, swallowing it with dust.

Ten breaths later, Lu Chengfeng struggled to stand up, and his breath began to slowly stabilize.

He picked up the chain with two knives attached to it and went to the side of the stone bed, and stabbed one of them into Mo Hansheng's heart.

He walked up to the stone bed and sat down back to back with Mo Hansheng, then stabbed another knife into his heart.

After a while, both of their bodies trembled involuntarily, and their faces showed painful expressions one after another.

Lu Chengfeng shouted and grabbed Mo Hansheng's hands, and the ten fingers of the two of them were tightly entangled with each other.

A magical scene has appeared!