An Ordinary Path to Immortality

Feeling Fang Ping's impatient eyes, Luo Yun just rolled his eyes at Fang Ping: "How can you enter the treasure mountain without looking for treasure first?"

"Master, there is no one else in the secret realm anyway, and the treasure will not run away. The sooner Master refines the spiritual roots, the sooner he can have the heavenly spiritual roots." Fang Ping said reluctantly.

"Hehe, I haven't become your Taoist partner yet, and you start to disobey me?" Luo Yun asked Fang Ping with a straight face.

Fang Ping compromised instantly. Although he wanted to help the master refine the spiritual roots right now, he couldn't force it if the master didn't nod.

After all, Fang Ping is a good disciple who respects his teacher.

So Fang Ping took Luo Yun to spend a day in the secret realm and outside.

In fact, under the effect of the Falling Spirit Array, there is no treasure in the secret realm.

In addition, the cultivators of the Tiangong Pavilion didn't leave any treasures when they evacuated, so they basically returned empty-handed.

Luo Yun went to look for the two immature spiritual medicines she found when she entered the secret realm, but unfortunately they were now empty, and even the formation she left behind to hide the spiritual medicines had been destroyed.

At Luo Yun's insistence, Fang Ping took her to the cold pond and entered the bottom of the pond under the effect of the water-dividing beads.

However, when entering the bottom of the pond, Fang Ping's eyes turned, and he pulled Luo Yun's hand and pulled her to his side on the grounds that he needed to reduce the pressure of the water-dividing beads.

Luo Yun struggled a few times but failed to break free, so she let Fang Ping pull her. Although she felt sweet in her heart, she ridiculed Fang Ping on the surface for deliberately taking advantage of his master.

At the bottom of the pond, when Luo Yun used Xiao Hanyu to tease Fang Ping, he was so weird.

When Fang Ping was teased by Luo Yun, he could only smile foolishly, feeling guilty and not daring to say a word.

Before leaving, Fang Ping sprinkled some monster corpses at the bottom of the pond, hoping that they could become bone and blood crystals to improve the spiritual root qualifications in the near future.

After leaving the cold pond, Fang Ping took Luo Yun to the Tiangong Temple, Changchun Garden, and the cave where he found the teleportation array of the futon...

One day is not long, but at some point, the two of them were like a pair of immortal lovers, holding hands and standing on the flying boat together, admiring the scenery of the secret realm and exploring treasures.

After passing the outer periphery, they went to the inner part of the secret realm. Along the way, Luo Yun didn't say much, just quietly listening to Fang Ping's story about his experience after entering the secret realm and the various things when he was trapped here.

After coming out of the inheritance place, Fang Ping took Luo Yun back to the tunnel guarded by a large number of puppets. Meow Meow said

Here, there is the stone bell spirit milk that has begun to gather again, the spiritual energy in the cave is sufficient, and there are a large number of puppets guarding outside. In addition, Fang Ping released two ninth-level foundation-building puppets to guard the cave, so the two don't have to worry about being disturbed.

"Do we really need to hug each other? Are there no other positions? For example, holding hands?" Luo Yun knew that she would have to practice with her apprentice next. Although she had been mentally prepared, she still felt shy when the time came.

Fang Ping said seriously: "Holding hands is definitely not okay, but there are other positions. Didn't I tell Master before that it's okay when kissing, and the effect is better."

Luo Yun spit at Fang Ping and raised her eyebrows: "You are a lustful ghost. You are always thinking about how to flirt with your master and take advantage of him."

Fang Ping felt that he was wronged. He was obviously telling the truth. Because he was afraid of angering his master when he defended himself, he didn't dare to defend himself. Instead, he chose to hold Luo Yun's hands and whispered in Luo Yun's ear: "Master, what position do you like?"

Luo Yun, who mainly practiced water-attributed skills, felt his cheeks burning like fire.

He asked in confusion: "What do you mean? Isn't it OK to just hold it? Are there many postures when holding it?"

"Master, you misunderstood. We can choose to stand, sit or lie down. Of course, if you choose to lie down, you can also choose to lie sideways or flat. If you lie sideways, there is also a difference between front and back. If you lie flat, does Master like to be on top or on the bottom?"

Luo Yun stared at Fang Ping with a pair of bright eyes and a dull face. He didn't expect this guy to have so many tricks. He looked honest, but he had bad intentions. Every word was calculated, but it seemed to have a meaning.

Fang Ping scratched his head. He felt that he seemed to have said something wrong again.

But he was clearly telling the truth. After all, according to the exercises he had comprehended, different postures required the use of different methods, so he had to be sure before practicing.

"What do you think?" Luo Yun suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and asked Fang Ping with a smile.

Fang Ping answered seriously: "I think it's best to lie flat. No matter who is on top, the effect is the best."

"You wish!" Luo Yun rolled his eyes at Fang Ping, and smiled in a slightly doting and playful tone: "Little rascal!"

"Uh..." At this moment, the endless charm on Luo Yun's body made Fang Ping's eyes full of Luo Yun's stunning face just now.

"What are you still standing there for? Why don't you hug your master quickly? Are you waiting for your master to throw himself into your arms?" Luo Yun's voice sounded again, calling Fang Ping back from his dazed state.

"Okay!"

So, Fang Ping slightly adjusted his mood that was gradually losing control, and made his heart beat as steadily as possible.

But no matter how hard he tried, his heartbeat became stronger and faster.

Luo Yun's cheeks were also hot, and he complained in his heart why he was so shameless and unrestrained. He had no reserve that a woman should have, and no dignity as a master should have.

Just feeling Fang Ping's slightly trembling hands, Luo Yun couldn't help but tease Fang Ping: "Ping'er, you seem very excited, why are your hands shaking? Are you thinking about something bad in your heart?"

"Hu..."

Fang Ping exhaled a long, lingering turbid air to express the huge psychological pressure he had to bear when his master Luo Yun's fragrant, soft, watery, and beautiful body came to his chest and pressed tightly against his body.

"Hey, why don't you talk? You look like you're not in a good state. Could it be that you're possessed? Do you want me to help you comb your meridians?"

As she spoke, Luo Yun deliberately broke away Fang Ping's hand and gently brushed her delicate and soft little hand over Fang Ping's chest.

Fang Ping couldn't help but shudder. The little hand was obviously slightly cold, but it made Fang Ping feel like a ball of fire was burning his will and reason.

"Master, you are playing with fire." Fang Ping said in a hoarse voice.

Seeing Fang Ping on the verge of collapse, Luo Yun was very proud and felt a sense of revenge.

After being bullied by Fang Ping for so long, she felt so satisfied and happy to be able to make Fang Ping suffer.

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