Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature

Duan Yun and Ziyu, with their self-taught smoking talent, smoothly became outer disciples of Red Pagoda Mountain.

They could even be said to be the most favored outer disciples.

The pleased smile on that Uncle Wang's face showed how much he valued the two "siblings."

Actually, what Uncle Wang was thinking was -- "What excellent smoke consumers, what excellent resources!"

The two "siblings" were both somewhat in awe of each other's talent for exhaling smoke.

Especially Duan Yun, who could exhale so well because he had taken a shortcut, while Ziyu was a true natural.

Perhaps because they were favored, and because Red Pagoda Mountain was indeed wealthy, Duan Yun and Ziyu were arranged to live in a small courtyard.

The courtyard was fully equipped, with a specially built scenery in the middle, full of flowers and bamboo, quite pleasing to the eye.

Was this the treatment an outer disciple could have?

Compared to the Iron Blood Sect, it was like heaven and earth.

He couldn't help but sigh, no wonder that girl before coughed up blood while wanting to get in.

Duan Yun and Ziyu being able to live in such an elegant courtyard was by no means an isolated case.

The two men and one woman who had entered the sect with them also lived not far away.

It could only be said that Red Pagoda Mountain had money and land, these small courtyards connected together, if taken outside, especially in Qinghe City, would definitely be considered small mansions, yet they were given to outer disciples.

Their dinner was also very good, a table for eight, with seven dishes and one soup.

Each dish was flavorful.

Damn, those dealing with opium lived this kind of life every day, huh?

However, during the meal, Duan Yun and Ziyu discovered that there were not many outer disciples, including the new ones like them, there were only a little over ten people.

It could only be said that Red Pagoda Mountain really looked for talent when selecting people, unlike the Iron Blood Sect, which accepted anyone who paid, and then exploited them to work.

However, Duan Yun still felt something was wrong.

That was, they only ate with outer disciples and didn't see any inner disciples.

Even the living quarters were separate.

It could be seen that this sect was still very hierarchical, with inner and outer disciples even having separate living areas.

The next day, Duan Yun and Ziyu were called to smoke again.

If the smoke they smoked when they first entered the sect was relatively sweet, then the smoke they smoked this time had a hint of spiciness. If compared to women, what they smoked yesterday was a sweet girl, then what they smoked today was a spicy girl.

It could only be said that the taste was really good.

After smoking, Ziyu couldn't help but complain, "Something's not right, how come I'm suddenly enjoying it."

Duan Yun pondered, "Then it seems your sword heart is not clear enough."

He said so, but he was also a little surprised.

Because his sword heart should also not be clear enough, he had just enjoyed it, and even wanted to have two more puffs after smoking.

This thing was really amazing, could even tempt this young hero?

In three days, it could only be said that Red Pagoda Mountain's smoke had something special.

However, on the third day, when Duan Yun was in the outhouse, he had the idea that it would be nice to exhale a puff of smoke at this time.

He concentrated on this idea and suppressed it, and it dissipated.

But that was him.

If it were placed on an ordinary person, they would be itching like ants.

For example, Ziyu was now telling him that she was thirsty and something was wrong if she didn't smoke a little.

Duan Yun looked at her and said, "Drink more hot water if you're thirsty."

Ziyu ignored him and instead circulated the "Close Moon Shame Light Sword" mental cultivation method.

The perceptive her had already noticed that the reason they had a good life as outer disciples these past few days was to get them addicted to opium.

The countless opium addicts in this city were probably addicted in this way.

Because they had long heard that many opium dens would give people opium leaves, saying they didn't need money.

But once you were addicted to this thing, the money, even if it was on you, would be out of your control.

Just as Duan Yun and Ziyu noticed that this opium was addictive, that Uncle Wang appeared again and brought them the Red Pagoda Mountain's cultivation method.

"Everyone should have tasted the various kinds of opium in my sect these past few days and know its quality. But as an elder, I must tell you all that smoking in Red Pagoda Mountain is only an aid, an aid for your cultivation!"

"Smoking for cultivation, the aim is cultivation, you must not waste your cultivation because of smoking! You will be the elites of our Red Pagoda Mountain in the future, so hurry up and cultivate."

Hearing Uncle Wang's words, Duan Yun felt it was quite positive energy.

Didn't this guy want to cultivate them into opium addicts in order to control them?

Next, Uncle Wang began to teach them the "Red Pagoda Exhalation Method".

"The so-called Red Pagoda Exhalation Method is not only to master the rhythm of exhalation, but also to visualize yourself as a Red Pagoda, a Red Pagoda that exhales clouds and spits fog. It's more difficult at the beginning, so we need red smoke as an aid."

With that, he gave each person a pipe.

So in the courtyard, nearly twenty outer disciples began to breathe in and out using the exhalation method.

This smoke was specially made, the smoke when exhaling was red, which was more conducive to practitioners visualizing themselves as a Red Pagoda.

As the two smoke consumers most valued by Uncle Wang, Duan Yun and Ziyu did not disappoint him.

Although the two of them tried their best to appear mediocre, they were still two of the best performers inside.

There was no way, this one in a million cultivation genius, it was not easy to perform mediocrely in this regard.

Especially visualization and exhalation, which were strengths in Duan Yun's case.

However, he still tried very hard to hide his clumsiness.

Because Duan Yun had already discovered in the process of this exhalation that this exhalation method had something to it.

The Red Pagoda Mountain's breathing method and smoking skills could be said to complement each other. You seemed to love exhaling clouds and spitting fog, but in fact you were cultivating internal breath.

Because of the habit of smoking, the disciples trained by Red Pagoda Mountain all had relatively long internal breath.

Although the visualization of this exhalation method was a Red Pagoda, it had a kind of mountain's dignified momentum.

Red Pagoda Mountain, Red Pagoda Mountain, Red Pagoda and mountain were indeed inseparable.

Just looking at this teaching of cultivation methods, this Red Pagoda Mountain was much more generous than the Iron Blood Sect.

It really taught useful cultivation methods.

"Now smoking red smoke is just an aid. After you have practiced to a certain level, even if you don't have a pipe on you, or have red smoke to smoke, you can still exhale like an arrow. By then, you will definitely have reached a higher level in the martial world," Uncle Wang explained.

Hearing this statement, a group of outer disciples were all very excited and worked hard to cultivate.

In their minds, this Red Pagoda Mountain was really a fairyland, not only did they live well and eat well, had smoke to smoke, but they could also practice cultivation methods while smoking.

Duan Yun knew that this Uncle Wang was not lying, because his astonishing wisdom had allowed him to grasp the true meaning of this cultivation method.

He could now exhale arrows of air at any time, or even exhale a string of arrows.

This kind of air arrow could even hurt people.

For a time, Duan Yun really couldn't judge the Red Pagoda Mountain sect.

This sect sold addictive smoke, which could be considered sinful, but it was quite good to its "own people."

It was much more attentive to cultivating outer disciples than the Iron Blood Sect.

The key was that he also warned you not to indulge in smoke, smoke was only an aid to cultivation, and now it seemed like it was really the case.

"After you have practiced this 'Red Pagoda Exhalation Method' well, you will have stepped half a foot into the inner sect. Then, coupled with the inner sect's 'Red Mountain Heart Sutra', hehe, the good days will really come," Uncle Wang said with a smile, revealing his smoke-stained yellow teeth.

This was undoubtedly another pie in the sky, making a group of outer disciples particularly excited.

Being an outer disciple of Red Pagoda Mountain was already so good, wouldn't being an inner disciple be even more enjoyable?

After that, Uncle Wang said with a solemn face: "In fact, it is not so difficult to enter the inner sect. First, you have to practice hard and become proficient in this 'Red Pagoda Exhalation Method', then you will have a chance."

Curious baby Ziyu asked: "As long as you practice proficiently, you will have a chance?"

"Of course there is a chance. If it were in the past, there would naturally not be many opportunities, but now there is a great opportunity. Let me tell you a secret, my sect has made an unexpected discovery in the Golden Mountain. Then you will have the opportunity to help out, which will be considered a contribution.

Red Pagoda Mountain rewards and punishes clearly. Making a contribution to entering the inner sect is just the beginning. The income of the Golden Mountain, outer disciples also have a share, but it is less."

Hearing this, many outer disciples couldn't sit still and said: "Uncle, then what is considered qualified?"

Uncle Wang shook his head and smiled and said: "That depends on your efforts and talent. In my observation, there are only three or four people here who can barely do it now. After three days, I will come to see the results again."

After he finished speaking, he left.

After Uncle Wang left, Duan Yun and Ziyu planned to go to dinner.

This exhalation method was not difficult for them.

But when they arrived at the cafeteria, they suddenly discovered that the outer disciples who used to eat together now only had three or four people.

The rest were obviously stimulated by Uncle Wang's words and were continuing to practice there, wanting to seize this rare opportunity.

Imagine that Red Pagoda Mountain was so good, who wouldn't want to seize the opportunity, make a contribution, enter the inner sect, become an elite and get a bonus, and even more boldly, were already thinking about how to marry the sect leader's daughter and play with her in many ways.

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Many people here know that Red Pagoda Mountain's Junior Sister Li, who is the sect leader's own daughter, is a famous beauty.

Yes, apart from smoking for a long time and having a bit of yellow teeth, she can be said to be a first-class beauty.

When eating, Ziyu couldn't help but wonder: "Brother, do you think we will be selected to enter the mountain?"

Duan Yun said: "If we really want to choose people among the outer disciples, the two of us will definitely have a good chance."

Today, in the process of exhalation, the two had tried their best to hide their clumsiness, but after all, it was difficult to hide their one-in-a-million cultivation talent.

Ziyu couldn't help but think: "Then you won't really make a contribution, enter the inner sect, and then marry the sect leader's daughter, will you?"

Duan Yun didn't expect her to think so jumpily, she was still an outer disciple and already wanted to be a CEO and marry a rich and beautiful woman.

As a result, Ziyu was obviously immersed in her own situation and said excitedly: "If you really marry the sect leader's daughter then, Feng Ling'er and Shen Ying can only watch you consummate the marriage with another woman."

Speaking of this, Ziyu couldn't help but pick up a small notebook and write wildly.

Green is good, good is green!

Duan Yun couldn't help but kick her, and she returned to normal.

Sometimes, Duan Yun really couldn't tell whether she was Ziyu and Qingyu, or a mixture of Ziyu and Qingyu.

It has to be said that the attraction of entering the mountain and entering the inner sect was not small. The group of outer disciples who used to only think about eating and smoking were more diligent than each other. One of them exhaled for eight hours in a row, and as a result, he had a problem with his breath, and was sent away seriously injured with vomiting blood.

Practicing cultivation also requires a combination of work and rest, and must not be achieved overnight.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

Uncle Wang came to test the results of the group.

He stood on the steps, looked at the fluttering red smoke, and his expression was solemn.

It has to be said that being watched by this old man, Duan Yun actually had the illusion of facing the examiner in the driver's license test in his previous life.

In this case, some people were naturally very nervous, so it happened that they had just started practicing and took the pipe upside down and burned their mouths.

Duan Yun and Ziyu performed as usual.

The two had realized that they only needed to use two points of strength to be ahead.

Uncle Wang did not announce the results on the spot, and said: "The list of those entering the mountain will be informed to you by a special person tomorrow. Rest well tonight."

A group of outer disciples looked at me and I looked at you, their expressions were relatively nervous, quite a bit of the taste of waiting for the list to be released after the exam.

Duan Yun and Ziyu's rooms were only a wall apart.

At night, only a little bit of subtle sound was heard, and a hole appeared in the wall between the two rooms.

Ziyu smoothed the hole and asked: "Hey, are you asleep?"

Duan Yun looked at this hole and the beautiful eye at the end of the hole, and complained: "This wall is fine, what are you digging a hole for?"

"This is not conducive to communication," Ziyu replied.

She used a girl's voice, which was Ziyu's voice, but Duan Yun always felt that what she was doing was Qingyu.

Is it Qingyu who is pretending to be her sister?

"What do you want to communicate?" Duan Yun asked.

Ziyu said: "I have already found out that Red Pagoda Mountain really has a discovery in the Golden Mountain this time."

"Hmm?"

"We haven't seen a few inner disciples these days, that's because Red Pagoda Mountain has set up a stronghold there. If there is no major discovery, Red Pagoda Mountain will not invest so much manpower and resources," Ziyu explained.

Duan Yun asked: "You seem to be very interested in Golden Mountain."

"Aren't you interested? There is a Martial God Treasure in this mountain, and an extremely mysterious female Martial God. I wrote about the female Martial God in my book before," Ziyu replied.

This mountain, which hides these secrets, attracts not only the people of the martial world.

Duan Yun didn't expect this guy to have written about the female Martial God, and said: "What is the female Martial God like in your book?"

Ziyu directly replied: "Big breasts."

Big breasts?

Duan Yun waited for a long time, and the other party did not continue to say anything, so he asked: "Big breasts, and then what?"

"Big breasts, long knife, captured by seven dwarves who have practiced evil skills."

Duan Yun looked shocked and said: "Your family's female Martial God is really one in a million, and then what? What about the details?"

At this time, Ziyu laughed and said: "Want to hear it?"

Duan Yun had been aroused his interest and replied: "Want to."

"Then I won't tell you." Ziyu suddenly said mischievously.

Suddenly, she felt the wind around her move, and it was too late to retreat.

Just hearing a chi sound, Duan Yun didn't know when he had come to the wall, and his two fingers, like lightning, passed through the hole she had dug and clamped her clothes at the navel.

What fast fingers!

At this time, she suddenly smiled and said: "Why are you pulling my clothes? I have sworn to Feng Ling'er and Shen Ying that I will not like you."

Duan Yun poked his finger, and a flirtatious finger force penetrated her abdomen.

Purple Jade squeezed her legs together violently, tears almost falling.

She used all her strength to avoid leaking anything.

At this moment, Purple Jade recalled the terror of Old Devil Duan's methods.

"Will you talk or not?" Duan Yun said.

"I will talk, but you can't force me, unless..." Purple Jade said through gritted teeth.

"Unless what?" Duan Yun asked.

"Unless you shock me, shock me until I'm comfortable, then I'll talk nicely," Purple Jade replied.

"Green Jade, you're pretending to be your sister again!" Duan Yun said.

"Oh dear, I already said, it's my sister who likes to be shocked, not me."

With a tearing sound, her figure suddenly swayed, and the clothes Duan Yun was holding onto shattered, which could be considered escaping Duan Yun's control.

"I'm your sister now, you can't force me. When I'm shocked comfortably by you one day, come and ask me for the story. It's so late, I want to sleep."

After that, there was no more movement from that side.

Duan Yun retracted his finger and looked through the hole in the wall, discovering that this fellow was really lying in bed asleep.

Crazy!