My filial piety has deteriorated, so I have no choice but to be a rebellious disciple

"Hope it really does what you said."

Ling Xiaodong's mind slowly became clear, and this memory in his mind receded like a tide, and was soon covered in layers of fog.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw the familiar wooden beams.

Where is this place?

when did i go back to the house

correct!

I seem to have seen the master just now!

Just when he was about to sit up, he felt as if something heavy was pressing on his chest.

Chapter 221 One More Time

In front of Yue Yingying, Ling Xiaodong didn't seem to know what shame was at all.

He grinned at the master who was wrapped in a quilt and huddled up on the bed, and swaggered towards the desk where the clothes were placed with his bare buttocks.

After a sound of getting dressed, Yue Yingying's muffled voice came from the brocade quilt on the bed.

"Are you dressed yet?"

"Get dressed."

After getting an affirmative answer, Yue Yingying poked her head out from under the heavy quilt.

Her face was still a little red, and she didn't know whether it was from being suffocated in the quilt, or she was still a little shy.

Seeing that Ling Xiaodong was lowering his head and fastening the belt around his waist, Yue Yingying secretly ground her teeth, held back her anger and ordered him domineeringly:

"Give me my clothes!"

Ling Xiaodong picked up a ball of white clothes from the chair and threw it directly towards Yue Yingying on the bed.

"You carry it! I want to get dressed!"

"It's not that I haven't seen it..."

Ling Xiaodong muttered a few times in a low voice.

Yue Yingying didn't speak, but opened her almond eyes, staring at him viciously, waiting for Ling Xiaodong to say one more word, she was going to try to cast a spell again to attract the lightning strike.

Ling Xiaodong shrugged helplessly, and turned around obediently.

Seeing that his back was turned to her, Yue Yingying still couldn't let go.

A smooth and white arm stretched out from the quilt and stuffed all the clothes scattered on the bed under the quilt. Yue Yingying started to put on her clothes directly under the cover of the quilt. .

As soon as she tied the knot of the bellyband behind her back, she looked up vigilantly at Ling Xiaodong who was standing in front of the bed with her back on her back.

Seeing that he didn't look back, he continued with the action.

"Ok?"

She rummaged through the pile of clothes, and suddenly found that something seemed to be missing.

"Where are my things!" Yue Yingying raised her head and asked Ling Xiaodong's back in a sweet voice.

Ling Xiaodong was very confused.

"what?"

"It's the one you were holding just now!"

"Oh! Is this what the master said?"

Ling Xiaodong fumbled from his sleeve, and took out the obscene pants that he had stuffed in before.

"give me!"

Yue Yingying spread out her palms towards him.

"Ah! Who told you to look back!"

Ling Xiaodong could only turn around again and throw the small piece of cloth in his hand on the bed, feeling a little pity in his heart.

After Yue Yingying got dressed, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"turn around!"

Ling Xiaodong turned around obediently, and looked at Yue Yingying who was sitting on the edge of the bed with her legs crossed and her arms crossed, with an innocent expression on her face, intending to ask her to blame her.

But I don't know if it was because Yue Yingying herself was embarrassed, or for some other reason, but she didn't ask herself about the previous molestation.

"What happened to you just before? You didn't even have the upper three realms, so why did you just leave your body?"

"The Yang soul left the body? When did it happen?"

Facing the master's questioning, Ling Xiaodong was stunned.

Yue Yingying frowned, and told all about the encounter between herself and Ling Xiaodong in her small world.

"Even if the Yang Soul leaves the body, although it can penetrate ordinary things, it logically cannot enter the realm. How did you get in?"

Although Yue Yingying spoke in detail, Ling Xiaodong couldn't remember what the master said just now.

In his memory, he was only meditating under the tree, constantly using the memory of the pure spiritual power of the strange magic seal on his forehead.

At that time, I seemed to have just purified half of the spiritual power in the sea of ​​qi, and then the "日" seal on my forehead trembled as if I was summoned by something.

But he didn't know what happened afterwards, and when he opened his eyes, he was already lying naked on the same bed with his master.

correct!

How about the pure spiritual power in your body?

Thinking of this, Ling Xiaodong quickly looked inside.

He was surprised to find that both the aura in the sea of ​​qi and the aura in the meridians were several times purer than before, and it was no longer pure white as before, but had a slightly yellowish color instead.

In the sea of ​​air that was almost filled due to the boundary barrier, there is a lot of new space again.

When he was still amazed by the changes in his body, Yue Yingying impatiently waved her hand in front of his eyes.

"I'm asking you a question! Why are you standing there stupidly!"

Ling Xiaodong withdrew his inner gaze, and slightly shook his head towards Yue Yingying.

"I only remember that I was practicing at that time, and I was already lying on the bed when I woke up. I don't know what happened."

"Hmm... I don't remember, maybe it's because it's your first time to leave the body and you're not yet proficient at it."

Yue Yingying hugged her chest with one hand and supported her forehead with the other. After thinking for a while, she raised her head and asked:

"Then what is that seal on your head?"

Ling Xiaodong shook his head again.

Yueyingying was annoyed.

Her willow eyebrows were erected, and with a snap, she slapped the bed beside her hard.

"Why do you know nothing! What do you know?"

"My mind is full of women every day, right?"

Ling Xiaodong was shocked.

Knowing disciples is like a teacher!

"Master, you're slandering the apprentice again, isn't it? Although I don't know how this thing came about, I still know what it's useful for."

Yue Yingying frowned, suspiciously said:

"Oh? What's the use?"

Ling Xiaodong pointed to his forehead and said honestly:

"As long as I manipulate the spiritual energy in my body to pass through this seal, I can condense ten strands into one strand, which greatly increases the amount of spiritual energy that can be contained in the sea of ​​​​qi and the power of casting spells."

His words paused, and then added:

"It's just that there will be some side effects."

"for example?"

Ling Xiaodong looked at the stern-faced master in embarrassment, and felt that if he spoke out about this side effect, he would only be treated as a hooligan.

"It's just... uh... when you use it, you will get aroused, and you need to calm down. If you use it too much in a short period of time, you will lose your mind and forcefully have sex with the woman beside you... **."

Before Yueyingying could respond, he hurriedly said:

"That's why, when I woke up and found lying with the master just now, I thought you had lost your body to me."

After all, he was also muttering in his heart.

Obviously, I have already condensed my aura once, so shouldn't I be in a state of lust now according to reason?

Why is it that the feeling of dryness and heat from time to time is gone now?

After hearing what Ling Xiaodong said, Yue Yingying got up and walked in front of him, put her hand on her left shoulder, closed her eyes and felt carefully.

After a while, she nodded.

"Excessive yang, and an imbalance of yin and yang can really lead to this."

"Master, you believe it!"

Yue Yingying turned around and pointed at the bed.

"You come up, use this seal to practice now and show me."

Ling Xiaodong sat cross-legged on the bed, with his heart turned upside down.

After the breath and mind gradually became stable, he began to slowly manipulate the purified aura in his body to approach the forehead seal.

The dharma seal still had a great suction force on the aura as usual. After devouring a sufficient amount of aura, the color of a wisp became more golden, and the aura that had been tempered twice was spit out like this.

Ling Xiaodong was still unsure whether the spiritual energy that had been condensed could be compressed again. Now it seemed that there was no problem.

Chapter 222 A Score of Twice

After the last trace of worry in his heart was relieved, Ling Xiaodong resumed his step-by-step practice.

Over and over again, he controlled the aura in his body to rush towards the seal on his forehead, but at the same time he had to carefully control the amount of aura.

After all, the magic seal has an extremely powerful siphon effect on aura, if you accidentally lose control again, it will not be fun.

Yue Yingying sat cross-legged opposite Ling Xiaodong, her expression was no longer cynical as usual, but extremely serious.

She frowned and stared, just quietly observing every move of the disciple in front of her during cultivation.

Although Ye Yiyun has done this before, but her cultivation level is limited after all, she can't see anything, it will be different if she is Yue Yingying.

Not only could she clearly feel the yang energy in the room was constantly improving, but she could also feel the rhythm of the avenue that only monks in the upper three realms could perceive.

That elusive and ubiquitous Taoism is now surrounding Ling Xiaodong, and at the same time it is rising and falling regularly as if breathing.

Just as Yue Yingying was deeply appreciating this mysterious change, the golden seal on Ling Xiaodong's forehead also emerged.

As soon as her line of sight touched the symbol exuding a faint golden light, she moved away as if it was stuck to it.

Yue Yingying's heart throbbed uncontrollably, and she felt that the Dao in her body began to tremble slightly, and it began to resonate with the Dao that wrapped Ling Xiaodong.

She involuntarily reached out to touch the golden seal on Ling Xiaodong's forehead.

When the fingertips touched the skin, the trembling feeling all over the body became more intense.

Yue Yingying suddenly came back to her senses, instantly got rid of the attraction of the dharma seal to her mind, and retracted her fingers like an electric shock.

"Master, keep touching me!"

Unexpectedly, Ling Xiaodong who was meditating suddenly opened his eyes and spoke in a hurry.

Yue Yingying didn't know why she did this, but she only hesitated for a moment, then put her finger on Ling Xiaodong's forehead again.

Ling Xiaodong's request was not to play hooliganism.