Bird Song Mountain, Huanhe Sect.

Huanhe Sect is a well-known demon female cultivator sect, and the exercises they practice are the notorious method of double cultivation to collect yang and replenish yin. And poor Ying Si was bought by the elders of the Huanhe Sect and used as a furnace for his elder disciples to cultivate.

Outside the main hall of the Huanhe Sect, several young girls walked out, their legs clamped, and they had satisfied smiles on their faces. These girls are the new disciples of the Huanhe Sect, and the Huanhe Sect has a rule that only after breaking the Ding Furnace can they be eligible to officially join the sect.

"It's finally broken, and from now on, we will be members of the Huanhe Sect. The excited young girl said.

The girl who came out with her, there were tears in the corners of her eyes, and she said hesitantly: "Sister Zhao Yan, although we joined the Huanhe Sect, we lost our virginity, is it so worth being happy?"

Zhao Yan rubbed the girl's bun and said with a smile: "Alas, Lu Mei, my silly sister, you daughters of rich families are always obsessed with those so-called female virtues. We are now disciples of the Huanhe Sect, and we are future monks, and monks are different from mortals, and even if your father sees you in the future, you have to be respectful. ”

Dou Lan on the side also explained: "Yes, sister, why can't you think about it so much? Let's not talk about those well-known grandmasters, there are many concubines, even those emperors, state pastors, and county guards, all of whom are also in groups of wives and concubines. Why can't we entrust the fate of mortals to become monks and enjoy them?"

While these girls who had just broken down were talking, the girls in line on the other side also chatted.

"You say, how should the Ding furnace in the mouth of the elder be used?"

"You don't even know this, it's just like the ones in those picture books, it's ...... That, that. ”

"Which one, which one?"

"Hate you, tickle you. ”

"Hey, hey, hey. ”

At this time, an elder who had entered the main hall walked out, and she said coquettishly: "Be quiet! Next, those who have their names will enter the main hall to perform the ceremony." ”

The girls in line hurriedly shut up and followed the elder into the main hall.

In the center of the main hall, there is a pitch-black Bodhisattva, which sits on a chrysanthemum seat. This black bodhisattva is not as holy as other bodhisattvas, but exudes a foxy and bewitching color. Whether male or female, if you stare at the Black Bodhisattva for a long time, even your body will react.

In the main hall, there are lanterns refined from aphrodisiac flowers, and the pale pink light reflects the entire hall. The female cultivators in the hall, three or five gathered together, enjoying the young man's furnace, the clouds and rain Wushan, and the slightest wisps of delicate sounds, like the tide, one after another.

Ying Si is one of the young people who was photographed, and he was constantly tortured by five girls.

These girls are good-looking, and even a few of them can be said to be sunken fish and geese, but they have no intention of enjoying it. He had been tortured in this Demon Sect for three days and three nights, and his lower body was almost unconscious. Fortunately, Ying Si is a monk, and his yang energy is deeper than that of mortals, if he was a mortal boy, he would have been squeezed dry a long time ago. These witches also seem to be aware of this, in the past three days and three nights, there have been two or three hundred young girls who have been pampered by Ying Si, and most of them are still virgins.

"Oh, my little Langjun, are you very comfortable?" said the girl with two ponytails.

Ponder: "Woo woo, woo woo." ”

The double-ponytailed girl who held down Ying Siliang's face sneered: "Little brother, why don't you speak, is your sister too beautiful?"

Ying Sili could only make a muffled sound because he was gagged, and when the girl with two ponytails took away the blocked things, he was able to speak.

"For the sake of your youth and ignorance, I advise you to let me go. Otherwise, I think you'll regret it!" Ying Si persuaded with a bitter look.

"It's just a furnace, my sister is just a tool for collecting yang and supplementing yin, and the status is similar to that of livestock, and she dares to contradict her master, she should be beaten, damned!" The double-ponytailed girl stood up and slapped Ying Si twice, and the corners of her mouth were bleeding.

Ying Si was very helpless, in fact, what he said was really the truth, after these few days of "torture", the soul devouring poison on his body had been resolved, and even his spiritual power was more refined, breaking through to the peak of subtlety, and he was only one step away from Ning Chen. And they are all the sect masters of the Huanhe Sect, and they are only in the early stage of Ning Chen, so they should think that although they don't say that they will destroy the sect, they can still kill a third of them and then escape.

However, since these witches want to squeeze themselves dry so much, they shouldn't have much to think about. Anyway, it's impossible, and it's not a loss for itself, these witches are moving on their own.

Of course, the acting has to be a full set, and it can't be seen by people, and it still has to make them mistakenly think that they are just a hairy boy who has just stepped into cultivation.

"Kill me, otherwise, I will definitely kill you in the future, I am now a monk of the first rank of mustard seeds!"

"Yes, we'd rather die than give in!" said the other teenagers who were regarded as the Ding Furnace.

If you think about it, it leads to laughter, and the girls seem to have heard the funniest joke.

"Oh, my little enemy, you are really confused and confident! I'm not afraid to tell you, sister, we are at least the middle level of mustard seeds, and there are also high-level mustard seeds and mustard seed peaks, you beginner little monk is a fart. The girl with the hairpin smiled.

"What! You witches, how can you cultivate so high, it's really eyeless!

Ying Si had a look of despair on his face, and the others were also dead.

"Hahaha, my little enemy, look at your desperate expression, it's so cute. The girl with her hair in a downed bun was an elder, and she pinched Ying Si's white cheek, revealing a sly smile. "Such a fun little enemy, naturally I want to have some interesting gameplay, Huamei, you go and get a thick red line, a leather whip, and a candle. ”

"Yes, Elder. The shawl-haired girl agreed.

Ponder: "!?"

"What the hell, what kind of shameful play is this, too much, isn't it?"

Just as Ying Si was about to jump to his feet, a light voice came. "Xiaohua, bring this teenager up, bring eight teenagers with me, I need the Ding Furnace to help me break through in my cultivation. ”

"It's okay, it's okay, I almost had a performance accident, and the evening festival is not guaranteed. Ying Sida took a breath of cool air. As for the so-called elder of the Huanhe Sect, he should think about it and not be afraid, anyway, he has blood droplets and dark sky blood stones to defend himself, can't he run away if he can't beat it?

was escorted by the girl to the secret room of the retreat of the Huanhe Sect Master, which was dyed with incense, and it smelled quite good.

"Sent?" Sect Master Lian Xin, who was sitting in the center of the secret room, opened his eyes and showed a shallow smile.

What should be imagined is that the sect master of the Huanhe Sect did not have the imaginary fox charm and charm of all beings, but had a plain face and was as elegant as a lotus.

"Sit down, don't be inhibited, just like in your own home. Lianxin said lightly.

The teenagers shrank together in fright, and Ying Si asked calmly: "What, is the Huanhe Sect Master also planning to enjoy our Ding Furnace?" Hehe, it's true, after all, you are the Huanhe Sect Master, is there any difference between you and them?"

Not only did the Huanhe Sect Master not get angry, but instead covered his mouth and said with a smile: "You young man, you are different, you are not afraid of me.....?" Is it a teenager who has just stepped into cultivation? No wonder, just like him. ”

Ying Si sat cross-legged and asked curiously, "Why is the sect master laughing?"

"Hehe, I just saw you and remembered an old man back then, so I lost my temper because of this. How, would you like to hear my story?" the lotus face's slender jade fingers like jade onions pulled up the long hair that should be unkempt.

Ying Si pushed away the jade hand of the lotus heart, and said lightly: "If the sect master wants to say it, listen to it below, if the sect master doesn't want to say it, now he has to pick yang and supplement yin with others, and there is nothing to say below." ”

"Hey hiccup, I didn't expect you to be an interesting person. ”