I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

I Just Want To Slack Off In Cultivation Chapter 845

2022-02-17

Chapter 845 absolutely irreconcilable. (The fourth update! Please subscribe!)

Evernight desert.

Like the real darkness, I slowly walked out of one silhouette.

When the long grass was separated and the vines fell, there were some traces of the Dharma boat.

Pei Ling stood not far away, looking at the broken ark in front of her. This place was the entrance to the eternal night desert when he followed Sect Lord Ji Changfu of Inborn Church when he came. He still remembered that the place where the ark crashed was an extremely barren Gobi. Except for the sparse splendens, there were many snakes, insects, mouse and ants lurking gravel.

But at this moment, all the herbs are full of power and luxuriant and bleak. If the Dharma ark full of weeds, vines, and moss is not here, there will be no traces of the past.

Right now all around is dark, and it is impossible to distinguish between north and south. Even though Pei Ling has undergone Divine Transformation, his field of vision is still greatly limited, and the outside world is imperceptible. It can only be perceived through the [Demon Blood Pact]. Yu Xuezhao is right in front, the other party has already deserted forever!

Thinking of this, Pei Ling ran the [Cicada Breathing Technique] restraining aura, and performed the [Five Ghosts Heavenly Luo Dun] again, and the silhouette disappeared from the spot immediately.

【Five Ghosts and Heavenly Escape】is the signature escape method of Deep Sea Sect, known as the top to the Qingming, and the bottom to the netherworld. However, at the moment, Pei Ling seems to be standing near the entrance of the eternal night desert, but [Five Ghosts and Heaven Luo Dun] flew for about an hour, and the darkness all around disappeared as if it was suddenly erased. murky heavens dark earth, many high-level cultivators are ganging together!

Immediately afterwards, before Pei Ling could react, the stone towers far and near had already locked it, the formation mark shone brightly, and countless gray arrows shot frantically.

Pei Ling suddenly felt that she had one's hair stand on end, and her instinct immediately warned that she couldn't let this gray arrow hit! But he had just escaped from the eternal night desert, the arrows were coming fast, but he didn't have time to dodge. When he grasped the handle of the Nine Souls Sword, he was about to shoot, and suddenly felt a whirlwind.

All around After the scene changed violently, when I saw it clearly, it had already appeared in a mobile palace of white bones.

The mobile palace gold and jade in glorious splendor, although traces of human bones and skin can be seen everywhere, it does not hide its luxury and splendor.

Across from his danchi, there is a large throne. Sihong Qingyan wears a double-knife bun, surrounded by emerald beads, embroidered with ginkgo leaves and myrobalan on the white ground, and a light pink Luo skirt. , a white ribbon tied with a slender waist, and a wide-sleeved cardigan of red crepe with floral brocade.

The material of the gown is light and soft, and it is difficult to hide the snow skin and jade skin.

At this moment, in the slender and soft weeds, a black feather fan is clinging to, lightly touching the side of the snow cheeks, showing more and more deceitful frost and snow, shining brightly. Sihong Qingyan's eyes flowed, and on the jade face, there was a faction as cold as ice and frost, looking down at Pei Ling coldly.

On the ground not far away, Yu Xuezhao was lying down, his breath was stable, but he was in a coma just like last time.

Pei Ling couldn't help but face changed.

At the same time, both Righteous and Demonic noticed that someone came out of the eternal night desert, but dive thought hurriedly swept over and saw that it was the new Holy Son of Deep Sea Sect, and they were gone. Interest.

Now both sides are competing for Zhongkui Yueji and Ning Wuye, and it is about Divine Transformation. How important is it? How can you care about such a small role?

Boom...

With the passage of time, Zhongkui Yueji and Ning Wuye's breath became weaker and weaker. Seeing this situation, the two sides shot more fiercely, the violent breath scattered, and the wind and sand rolled. , covering the heavens, shielding the sun.

The protective rune on the white bone mobile palace keeps on lighting up, blocking the oncoming impact.

In the palace, Pei Ling looked at Madame Sect Master with a cold expression in front of him, quickly calmed down, and saluted respectfully: "Disciple Pei Ling, see Madame."

He did not I know what happened outside, but Righteous and Demonic are fighting furiously. Even his Demon Sect Disciple, who just stepped out of the eternal night desert, was attacked by the stone tower of Samsara Tower. In this case, since Madame Sect Master shot him Moved into the mobile palace to avoid, presumably not at this moment, shot at him, the Deep Sea Sect Holy Son.

Sihong Qingyan looked down at him with a dignified and inviolable expression, and exclaimed: "Bold Pei Ling! You merely a trifling Core Formation before, and in front of the true biography of Eight Sects, openly sucking this palace! Later, you held a Dao companion ceremony with Saintess, and just after the ceremony was over, you were in your Cave Mansion again, in front of your blood pact demon fox, sucking this palace again..."

"This Twice sucking feud, absolutely irreconcilable!"

"Bengong has finally stabilized its cultivation base these days, and I will definitely be ashamed to come here this time, making you not have the will to live, unable to ask for death!"

Speaking, without waiting for Pei Ling's response, Sihong Qingyan shot suddenly, countless blood-colored threads, and instantly bound Pei Ling's whole body.

Then raised hand and beckoned, and instantly pulled Pei Ling to his side, thoughts moved, and a flail made of spiritual wood suddenly appeared beside the throne.

The yoke is a standing cage with a mouth on the top of the cage, which is used to wrap the prisoner's neck so that he can stand day and night and even die. It is also possible to place a mattress under the prisoner's feet, and then take it away after it is set, so that the prisoner can die in the air. Of course, for the cultivator, this kind of punishment is not enough to die.

But there are countless runes engraved around the shackles in front of them. Once they are shackled into them, I am afraid that they will be a cultivation base and will be banned, which is exactly similar to ordinary people.

Let's set up the yoke all around, and the iron thorns that are also specially refined are surrounded by circles.

Once you are imprisoned in it, I am afraid that you will not dare to twist and turn [Note].

Seeing this scene, Pei Ling face changed, subconsciously began to struggle. Originally thought, Sihong Qingyan's method, even with his current cultivation base strength of Divine Transformation, would be impossible to break free, but he just exerted a little force at the moment, and all the blood lines were all stretched!

The power of these blood lines may not be able to restrain even an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator.

At this time, Sihong Qingyan directly attached to his body, the fabric was light and soft, accompanied by the sweet fragrance, the warmth came in a moment, the snow-skinned flowers were charming and touchable, soft and moist, such as In the clouds.

Sihong Qingyan's beautiful eyes were half-open, but his mouth was angrily reprimanded: "Pei Ling! You dare!"

Pei Ling slightly startled, and immediately understood, yes, he is cultivation base Too low, just Divine Transformation, can't resist Madame Sect Master at all!

He is a victim!

So, Pei Ling rudely tore Sihong Qingyan's clothes, shoved it into the yoke, bound her wrists with shackles, and then lifted the other party's round, snow-white slender thighs. ...

Sihong Qingyan was angry and scolded repeatedly: "Pei Ling! What are you doing?! This palace is Madame Sect Master, and Deep Sea Sect Sect Master is married!"

"You, a trifling Disciple, dare to humiliate me again and again?!"

"I really think you are Holy Son, so I can't deal with you?!"

"If the Sect Master knew about this...he would definitely not be able to spare you!"

"You...ah...you stop now, there is still time...it's too late...ah... ..."

Sihong Qingyan angrily reprimanded, while actively cooperating with Pei Ling's actions, she didn't even have a symbolic resistance this time.

After all, outsiders can't see it, so why bother?

[Note] related to standing flail, from Baidu Encyclopedia. The torture tool here is an "improved" version of Wei Zhongxian.

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The dress of Mrs., the standard can be searched "Yuesheng Chaoge" on a treasure, dyed smoke Luo style, as a reference.

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