Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature.

Chapter 292 Why is it so simple, yet you can all do it? (Request for subscription)
Seeing that Zhu Xiaoming had to use his mouth to get the toilet, the Iron Blood Sect disciple had no choice but to give it to him.

Brother Murong watched the toilet being taken away by Zhu Xiaoming and cleaned inch by inch. His eyes turned green and even his hair began to flutter in the air.

Why does it feel like my woman is being robbed and I have to watch her being cleansed by someone else?
At this moment, he felt that all those clean toilets belonged to his women, and they were all snatched away and cleaned.

Damn it!
For a moment, the Murong brothers felt an irrepressible feeling of sorrow in their hearts, and the sword intent of "This hatred is endless" was rising crazily.

At this time, Duan Yun, who had just come out to use the toilet, patted him on the shoulder and asked, "What are you doing?"

Brother Murong suddenly woke up and said, "Nothing, I just suddenly wanted to practice swordplay."

Duan Yun reminded: "You are Mu Dehua now, don't expose yourself."

Brother Murong nodded and said, "Got it!"

So, he could only harden his heart, with tears in his eyes, and couldn't bear to look at the toilets being washed again.

The toilet was not cleaned and the toilet was not scrubbed clean, which made him feel uncomfortable.

But he got used to the discomfort, because when he thought of the toilet and the outhouse as women, it felt the same as the green and sour feeling he had when he practiced "This Hate Will Never End".

No, the excitement is even stronger!
Who would have thought that he practiced a technique called Bull and Horse Blood Sinking in the Iron Blood Sect, and actually developed the feeling of a woman being robbed, which in turn enhanced his swordsmanship.

The Murong brothers felt that if he continued to be stimulated like this, his attainments in swordsmanship might really be only slightly inferior to those of Old Demon Duan.

But he still felt sad.

Is this the price of becoming stronger?
Brother Murong, with his heart churning, looked at Duan Yun beside him and asked in confusion, "But what is the price for him to become stronger?"

At this moment, the Murong brothers suddenly realized that this Ox and Horse Blood Sinking Method was a casual modification by Old Demon Duan. Although he added a little bit of his own understanding in the middle, it could evolve to such an extent.

Yes, the mental impact it caused was no less than when he was lying in the dark under Duan Yun’s bed, and could only listen to Old Demon Duan treating the fairies of the Qiongling Sect.

Especially at the beginning, he was particularly obsessed with Yu Zhenzhen and thought that she liked him, but...
Now toilets have similar effects!

And all this is because Old Demon Duan changed a technique?
It is obvious that the Murong brothers and Zhu Xiaoming are far ahead of others.

First, both of them grew curly hair, then they began to smell like medicine, and the more direct manifestation was that they liked to work.

I like being a slave.

It feels great to be an ox or a horse. Not being an ox or a horse is like losing one's parents or one's loved one. The Murong brothers can use this pain of losing their loved ones to practice sword skills.

He was extremely good at this.

But Zhu Xiaoming is different. He has no way to resolve it and can only work hard to get the usual pleasure, so he bites the toilet and refuses to relax.

In general, Duan Yun and the Murong brothers have achieved half of their goal.

After Zhu Xiaoming displayed his prowess, the "Ox and Horse Blood Sinking Technique" that they jointly modified became well-known, and everyone in the Iron Blood Sect began to practice it.

The effect is quite good at the moment. Zhu Xiaoming is eager to be a slave, so the outer disciples are no longer exploited.

In other words, he gets angry with anyone who takes his job.

However, at present, only the Murong brothers and Zhu Xiaoming have undergone major changes. It remains to be seen what will happen to the others in the future.

The next day, this effect gradually emerged.

Originally, the dirty and tiring work such as sweeping the toilet, cleaning the toilet, and washing smelly socks was only done by the Murong brothers and Zhu Xiaoming, who were in vicious competition.

As a result, Duan Yun was awakened by a loud noise early in the morning.

Suddenly four or five disciples joined in cleaning the toilet, and two of them started fighting over a urinal.

One is a heavy green disciple, and the other is a medium green disciple.

The Chonglu disciple had a sharper head and was more powerful, and after a fierce fight between the two sides, blood was soon seen.

There was green blood spilled on the ground, with less dark blood and more lighter blood.

The Zhonglu disciple's face was covered in blood, as if he had opened a dyeing shop, but he still held the urinal tightly and refused to let go.

If the fighting continues like this, I'm afraid someone will die.

A group of outer disciples were all shocked.

They were really possessed by an evil spirit. The Iron Blood Sect had forced them to work before, and what they feared most was cleaning toilets and chamber pots. After all, the disciples of the Iron Blood Sect had heavy blood and qi, and the smell was strong, and sometimes they couldn't even open their eyes because of the smell.

Later, the Murong brothers rushed to do the job. They were relieved, thinking that this bastard was trying too hard to show off.

Who would have thought that even Senior Brother Zhu from the inner sect would start doing this job.

This was already enough to shock them and make them feel weird, but the scene before them was even more shocking.

They don’t understand, so they are shocked.

In this iron-blooded sect, people actually fought to the death just to wash a chamber pot!

How could this chamber pot cause such a murder?
They just felt weird.

This Iron Blood Sect is more evil than they imagined.

Some have already started to back out, thinking that many of the people here are probably crazy.

Although they could become true warriors after learning the Iron Blood Sect's skills and have the sect's protection, they could insult ordinary people at will without any problems. This was what they wanted, but now the situation was too wrong.

Don't be killed by a lunatic before you learn martial arts.

For example, the middle green disciple looked like he was about to be beaten to death.

At this time, Duan Yun suddenly said, "There is no toilet inside this door, but there are plenty of people outside. I heard that the toilet and chamber pot in the brothel smell the most pungent."

Once these words were spoken, they could be said to have awakened a person from his dream.

There were only five or six people competing to clean the toilet, but in a flash, eight or nine people ran out.

Half of them ran to the brothel.

These extra people had been suppressing their desires before, thinking that cleaning toilets and sweeping the toilets were too shameful.

No matter what, they are people who have achieved some success in martial arts, and it is not easy to make their blood green.

They practice martial arts and force themselves to endure hardships in order to become superior to others, to rape and kill, not to clean outhouses and toilets here.

But today, when I saw my fellow students fighting over the toilet and chamber pot, I felt that the more they fought over them, the more attractive they became.

They could no longer suppress this desire in their hearts.

They also want to be like beasts of burden!
Although cleaning toilets and sweeping toilets are pleasurable, they cannot bring them the ultimate pleasure.

At times like this, it would be even more exciting if someone could whip them a few times so that they could work while being whipped.

Yes, this is the pure smell of cow and horse!

Brothers Duan Yun and Murong had to admit that there were many talented people in the world.

They followed the Iron Blood Sect disciples to the brothel, wanting to see the excitement, and they actually saw something exciting.

Without saying a word, those disciples went to the brothel with great arrogance. Firstly, they did not want to visit prostitutes, and secondly, they had pointed hair and looked very fierce, as if they were going to cause trouble.

This brothel has the background of the Hehuan Sect. The female cultivator who was originally in charge had already landed in a transparent gauze dress, ready to take action, but in the end no fight broke out.

The people from the Iron Blood Gate came in for no other reason than to wash their chamber pots and toilets.

But a brothel is not a place where one can enter and exit freely, and chamber pots and toilets are private things. Some girls refuse to do so, and as a result, they have to pay to clean the toilets.

Yes, the disciples of the Iron Blood Sect gave money.

After paying, she didn't do any prostitution, but only cleaned the toilet and chamber pot.

This is simply a ghost!

These women in the brothel have served at least eight hundred men, if not thousands, and have seen all kinds of perversions and tricks.

They had never seen such perversion and tricks before.

Some of them were even worried that these guys with pointed heads would drink their urine. After all, some of those who came to the building to play had this fetish.

But these people just wash and do nothing else.

One of the disciples of the Iron Blood Sect took a step ahead in the process of washing the chamber pot and asked the girl next to him to whip him. He enjoyed washing the chamber pot while being whipped.

"Harder!" "Don't treat me like a human!"

Duan Yun, who was squatting on the roof watching this scene, was greatly shocked and could not help but sigh: "With my amazing wisdom, I could not have imagined this."

So within half a day, the news of the Iron Blood Sect disciples competing to wash the chamber pots and toilets spread throughout half of Qinghe City, causing a lot of laughter.

"Could it be that the Iron Blood Sect is practicing a kind of rubbing skill, where the more they rub toilets and chamber pots, the more powerful they become?"

"You might as well say they are practicing their breath. Everyone knows that the smell of hooves in Hehuan Tower is strong. They can persist in cleaning toilets and washing chamber pots under that smell, and their breath is long and continuous."

"Li Si, you are so pretentious. You said that a bitch is a bitch, but I saw you under a bitch's crotch with my own eyes the day before yesterday."

"You are talking nonsense! How can you slander someone's innocence out of thin air?"

The atmosphere inside the Iron Blood Gate was somewhat depressing.

Second Sect Master Li Chun had a gloomy face and said angrily: "You have completely disgraced our Iron Blood Sect!"

"I know, I know why you did this, but can you not make a big fuss about it? For once, if anyone embarrasses our Iron Blood Sect again, I will be the first one to not let him go."

"Wang Yu, you stay."

Wang Yu was the one who was being whipped and cleaning the toilet in the brothel today. It could be said that he was the laughing stock of half the city and was the most embarrassed person in the gang.

When he saw the gloomy expression on the face of the second sect leader Li Chun, he secretly thought that something was wrong.

I'm afraid this will cause me to suffer a lot.

As a result, not long after the door was closed, Li Chun asked, "Who in that building smells the strongest?"

"Xiao, Xiaowang is getting angry, the smell is the strongest!"

As he spoke, Wang Yu had an expression of both disgust and desire on his face.

Li Chun nodded and said, "For today's matter, I will give you a chance. In the future, bring Xiao Wang's chamber pot and toilet back to me, and I will not give them to you anymore."

"This?" Wang Yu asked in confusion.

"What's this? Don't you understand what people say? If you understand, get out! I feel sick seeing your useless look!" Li Chun said with great sorrow.

The reputation of the Iron Blood Sect as a group of iron-blooded men is really about to be half ruined.

Unfortunately, he knew there was no turning back.

If the sect leader Xue San knew what he had done, he would definitely blame him and even start to be wary of him.

He must become stronger as soon as possible!
He could feel that as he practiced the Oxen and Horse Blood Sinking Method, his strength was increasing, and the temptation to be an ox or horse was also increasing day by day.

But as long as I can become stronger, I can do anything!
For a moment, Li Chun's eyes were filled with the light of cattle and horses.

I have to say that the Second Sect Master is worthy of being the Second Sect Master. In a short period of time, his level of cattle and horses has surpassed Zhu Xiaoming and all his disciples, so he wants the most delicious one.

He could sense that the more he enjoyed being a slave, the faster his skills would improve!
For a time, most of the disciples of the Iron Blood Sect became slaves.

Although they did not dare to be too blatant under Li Chun's warning, they eventually overflowed due to the severe lack of labor within the sect.

The 70-year-old woman on this street had three sons who were enslaved by the sect and worked themselves to death while growing crops. She was even older, but was still forced to work, wash clothes and cook.

Who would have thought that the top martial arts sect would do all her work at once and even help her clean the toilet and chamber pot.

All her life, she had always served others and worked like a slave for others, but now she couldn't do it anymore.

Are these martial artists working like slaves for her?
The old woman thought she had met a lunatic and felt that her end was near.

These people did their job, probably to kill people.

After all, many crazy people who practice martial arts will behave abnormally.

For example, she once heard someone say that there was a sect that was almost entirely made up of women, many of whom were naked and walked upside down.

The old woman was ready to die, but death never came.

Those people only work and don't kill people, and she is going to be unable to do this.

What is going on here? Are these people possessed by ghosts?

When the Murong brothers saw the Iron Blood Sect's pile of cattle and horses, they couldn't help but say, "Old Duan, is the wind direction not right?"

Yes, their original intention was to create some characters similar to Dr. Xue from the Jiangzhong School, but all the people from the Iron Blood Sect went astray and started working like slaves, cleaning toilets and underwear.

Duan Yun had just come out of the toilet and said seriously, "I didn't go astray."

"Hasn't it gone astray yet?" the Murong brothers questioned.

"Go to the toilet and smell it." Duan Yun said.

"Toilet, smell it? I'm afraid you have also had problems with your training."

Brother Murong said this, but his body still went in.

After entering, he blurted out: "What a nice smell! Why is it so nice!"

Yes, the whole toilet was filled with the aroma of medicine, which smelled very fresh. He couldn't help but take two more breaths.

But it took him a moment to realize that this was a toilet.

After Brother Murong came out, he couldn't help but ask, "What's going on? Why is there such a medicinal fragrance in the toilet?"

Duan Yun nodded and said, "They have also cultivated that kind of blood, medicinal blood."

“But why is the fragrance in the toilet?”

Just when the Murong brothers were puzzled, suddenly a strange cry came from the toilet.

"Why am I peeing blood?"

A big man from the Iron Blood Sect said in horror.

When everyone heard this, they gathered around.

Among them, Zhu Xiaoming stood up and asked, "How long did it take you to bleed?"

"Just now!" the man said in panic.

"Don't be afraid, it's just bleeding, it's nothing serious." Zhu Xiaoming explained.

"How can this be okay?" the man still asked anxiously.

"I had my period two days ago. I've studied it and it's similar to a woman's menstrual period," Zhu Xiaoming explained.

"what!"

Everyone was shocked.

Some people had just secretly looked at their crotches and were shocked because they had blood on them to some extent.

"You knew it a long time ago, why didn't you say it earlier?"

"How can a real man like him have his period?" someone asked in horror.

Zhu Xiaoming said seriously, "If I had told you earlier, I would be the only one having my period, and I would be the only one feeling embarrassed. We agreed to share the good times and the bad times."

If we want to embarrass ourselves, let's do it together!

The group of big men were stunned and wanted to tear him apart.

It's more embarrassing for a real man to have his period than cleaning the toilet or underwear!
Brother Murong was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and said, "Fortunately, I didn't continue practicing."

Yes, after he felt the pain of losing the chamber pot and toilet, he did not go any further, but instead used it as a whetstone to sharpen his sword.

If he continues to practice like this, won't he also get his period?
He couldn't help but look at Duan Yun, and asked in horror: "Did you know this would happen?"

Old Demon Duan, you knew this a long time ago but didn't tell me. You are such a jerk!
Duan Yun looked innocent.

He had guessed that the medicinal blood could be produced, but he really didn't expect that the medicinal blood would come out in this way.

Are these people practicing something wrong?
Why doesn't this happen when I practice?

At this time, someone ran in from outside and said, "The Sect Master is back! Why don't you go and greet him?"

(End of this chapter)