"Could it be that..."Fang Xing's heart sank: "My blood, to some extent, is the blood of immortals?" ”

Is this a good thing? I'm afraid not.

Although the reincarnation of an immortal is his greatest blessing, it is a blessing and misfortune.

In the past, because of the special quality of meat, Elder Tang was always invited by various demon kings to be a friend of wine and meat; The gourd baby also suffered his grandfather because he was a high-quality elixir raw material.

And he... Thinking of Su Muyun's inexplicable fiery eyes just now, Fang Xing secretly felt bad.

"Don't be afraid, boy." Su Muyun's eyes lifted slightly, and met his secretly vigilant gaze: "You do have extraordinary blood, and its peculiarities are unheard of even to me. ”

"But I'm neither a man-eating monster, nor a cult cultivator of the Blood Sword Palace or the Hehuan Sect."

"If you're worried that I'll eat you alive, or take you back to be a blood slave and a furnace, then you don't have to."

"Uh..."Fang Xing was silent.

Looking at his bleeding and white fingers, and the deep tooth marks soaked in layers of saliva, he didn't know how to respond.

Su Muyun: "......"

The atmosphere suddenly became a little delicate.

She was silent for a long time before she said, "Anyway, you can rest assured." Seeing this 'treasure of heaven and earth', even if it is out of my own selfishness, I will not reveal this secret indiscriminately. ”

"God knows this, you know I know, how?"

This is naturally good. Fang Xing nodded in approval.

But he also knew that Su Muyun would not help him in vain. As she confessed, she kept his secret for selfishness.

"Then Senior Muyun, what do I need to do for you?" Fang Xing asked tentatively.

"Clever." Su Muyun smiled appreciatively. He took out a small porcelain bottle from the storage ring: "I will come to regulate your body every day in the future, and you will also give me such a bottle of blood every day for me to study and refine medicine?" ”

"If you say yes, then I promise to protect you."

Her promise seems credible.

After all, if he had picked up a goose that could lay golden eggs, he would have done his best to protect this living treasure.

"Okay." Fang Xing thought so and looked at the small porcelain vase again.

This bottle is not big, and it can hold dozens of milliliters.

Giving Su Muyun such dozens of milliliters every day doesn't hurt his vitality.

Now that the fate of the two has been inexplicably bound together because of the blood of this immortal who suddenly appeared, Fang Xing is not easy to refuse.

"That's good." Su Muyun didn't delay for a second.

Without waiting for Fang Xing to react, she stretched out her slender jade hand and gently grasped one of his fingers in the palm of her hand.

So Fang Xing clearly felt the touch of her palm. Warm and soft, smooth and delicate, like a piece of jade with temperature.

But this feeling only lasted for a moment.

In the next second, Su Muyun used his aura as a blade to cut a small opening on his finger that had just stopped bleeding, and carefully brought the porcelain bottle closer, and didn't dare to waste a drop of it.

However, with the blood dripping.

"Whoa." Strange noises rang out again.

Fang Xing raised his eyes and saw Su Muyun's eyebrows frowning slightly, and he secretly inhaled there.

"What's wrong, Senior Muyun?"

"It feels like the taste is a little lighter." She muttered.

As he spoke, Su Muyun didn't care about the demeanor of his predecessors, so he stretched out a green onion white jade finger and dipped a drop of blood from his finger.

Then he withdrew his fingers, lightly opened his red lips, and after a period of savoring...

"It's a little lighter." Su Muyun looked at Fang Xing curiously: "Could it be that the concentration of 'Immortal Yun' in your blood is also related to the quality of your own aura?" ”

Just now, Fang Xing had just gone through her health conditioning, and the aura was the most refined and condensed time.

Now without her using golden needles to measure qi, as time passes, the aura in his body will naturally fade.

And Su Muyun's speculation is not unfounded. This is the case with those demon beasts: the higher the realm of the demon clan and the stronger the cultivation, the richer and purer the demon power in the blood, and the more suitable it is for alchemy and medicine.

Otherwise, the Terran monks would not have risked their lives to hunt high-level demon beasts one after another.

"Perhaps, you are the same?" Su Muyun looked at Fang Xing with a subtle gaze.

She hesitated for a moment, then then...

He got up and walked to the bed, took off his boots lightly, and climbed onto the bed where he was meditating with a pair of delicate lotus feet that loomed under the black jade silkworm socks.

Yes, there is this thing in the cultivation realm.

In these years, the stocking factory has not stopped operating in the Doomsday Wasteland, and the business has moved forward to the ancient pre-Qin and backward to the interstellar future.

The cultivation realm can even refine all kinds of magic weapons, and it is normal for this thing to appear.

"Senior, you, what are you?" Looking at the pair of slender legs that were close at hand, Fang Xing couldn't help but be stunned.

"Don't ask." Su Muyun's face did not change and said: "This matter is of great benefit to you, you can follow my guidance luck." ”

As she spoke, she sat down cross-legged in front of Fang Xing without any scruples, so close that Fang Xing could feel the smooth sole of her foot gently against her calf.

Then, Su Muyun clasped his hands with both hands, guiding him to meditate with her face to face and cross his knees, palms against palms, connecting each other's qi sea and meridians.

"This." Fang Xing's pupils shrank.

He is not a rookie who has just entered the rivers and lakes. Some basic knowledge of cultivating immortals, he is still clear.

"It's legendary... Double Major? ”

Double cultivation is about the harmony of yin and yang, but it is not necessarily the harmony of yin and yang in the narrow sense.

Theoretically, as long as there is physical contact between men and women and the integration of aura, even if the aura is transmitted only by the palm of the hand, it can also have the effect of yin and yang and harmony and double cultivation.

Of course, compared with the real yin and yang harmony, the effect of this is greatly reduced.

Correspondingly, the scale is much smaller.

You don't need to be a Taoist. Even between friends of the opposite sex, as long as they can accept it psychologically, it is not impossible to have a friendship double cultivation.

But... He and this Su Muyun senior, they are not even friends.

"Double cultivation? No, no, no. But Su Muyun said: "The gap between you and me is so big, how can you have the ability to double cultivate with me?" ”

"And where are we?"

"Picking." Su Muyun's face did not change: "This is me unilaterally nourishing you, and you can pick up and replenish it." ”

Fang Xing: "......"

How it feels worse.

He instinctively wanted to shirk again.

But at this moment, he could feel an incomparably majestic aura, slowly surging from the palm where he and Su Muyun were connected.

A warm feeling of comfort soon seeped into his limbs. This effect is more than a hundred times more obvious than the previous golden needle.

Fang Xing could feel that under Su Muyun's self-sacrifice and nourishment, the aura in his body was becoming condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The dantian is like a fuel tank, and the aura is like fuel.

The aura became condensed, as if the concentration of the oil in the tank had become higher, the calorific value had increased, and it had become more forbidden to burn and more durable.

At the same time, the total amount of his aura was also growing in the process of cultivating and replenishing.

It's a pity that Fang Xing's dantian was damaged, the fuel tank was leaking, and he couldn't hold this sudden surge of aura—otherwise, just by relying on this replenishment, he might be able to directly break through to the sixth layer of qi training.

"No, even so..."Fang Xing was still a little hesitant.

Because a little benefit is a "friendship repair" with an unfamiliar woman, is this appropriate?

This is not...

"Ding! You have successfully entered the state of double cultivation. ”

"Experience +1, +1, +1, +1, +1, +1, +1, +1, +1, +1, +1, +1..."

The numbers on the experience bar are like the weight of a dead homebody, slowly but continuously rising all the way over time.

Fang Xing was stunned for two seconds, then silently closed his mouth.

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It's afternoon.

Above the small courtyard of Fang Xing's family, another light quietly flew away.

The person who came was none other than Li Wuyi, who noticed the abnormality.

"Senior Sister Su went to recuperate Fang Xing's body in the morning, why hasn't she come back yet? Does it take so much time to do a set of health care and recuperation with golden needles? ”

At first, Li Wuqi thought that there was something delayed on Su Muyun's side, but as he waited, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

Su Muyun is the little sister he brought up single-handedly, and he almost treats her as a daughter in his heart;

Fang Xing is the hope that he will be able to achieve his goal in the future, and bring back all the Danxia Peak veins that the sect has exiled from the mountain.

Neither of them can afford to slip up.

It just so happened that the matter that Su Muyun asked him to inquire about also had some special progress.

So Li Wuqi took it upon himself and came here to look for his junior sister.

"Senior Sister Su? Fang Xing? "He landed in the courtyard.

But he didn't see Su Muyun and Fang Xing's figures, only the door of the hut was closed, and the aura fluctuations could be faintly detected inside.

In the side room of the small courtyard, there is still a little girl.

She was standing alone in front of the fire, holding a large spatula in both hands, humming and stirring the potion that had already boiled in the cauldron.

"Fang Yuanshu?" Li Wuyi recognized her: "What about your brother?" ”

"It's still in the house." Fang Yuanshu wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Senior Su Muyun said that her treatment of her brother will continue until the evening, so I must not disturb it." ”

"This..."Li Wuqi had a strange expression.

Fang Yuanshu doesn't understand, can he, a Jindan senior, not understand?

The longer the golden needle lasts, the better. How long does it take to do recuperation and health care for a junior who practices qi?

Senior sister, you...

What project did Fang Xing get on?

Li Wuqi was puzzled. Finally, the door opened.

Su Muyun's expression was as usual, and Fang Xing walked out together with a red face.