My Debauched Devotion - v2 Chapter 115

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Hot spring cliff.

In broad daylight, the white mist is vast.

A good day starts with double repairs.

Ling Zhouyue’s so-called double cultivation, for Xiao Ran’s physique of the five elements, except for some inexplicable comfort when the dantian is washed away, it is of no use to the practice.

Give up, except for the system, no one can save my waste.

Thinking about this, Xiao Ran was somewhat perfunctory.

Ling Zhouyue used her spiritual power to help Xiao Ran charge for a long time, and the fire became more and more intense.

“You are really a piece of wood…”

“Dantian tries to be gentle and capable!”

“Follow my tidal rhythm and slowly push the sea of ​​air.”

Sword Bamboo Forest.

Chu Yan, who was hiding behind the boulder, turned her face pale with fright, covering her mouth.

Xiao Ran is a piece of wood… Gentle and hard… Push slowly…

It turned out that Master took the initiative!

Chu Yan cried.

Shizu actually eats all men and women!

The first face is painful.

I thought, I must speed up the rhythm, Xiao Ran, this dog is too charming, and if he drags it down, Master will not only lose his body, but also his heart.

It is not important to lose yourself, anyway, the pure love she wants does not require a body.

It’s over if you lose your heart!

She rubbed her crying red eyes, her eyes were angry, got up and returned to the disciple room, silently began to knit clothes…

She must make a beautiful set of fairy clothes, so that Shizu can take a look at her!

No woman dislikes clothes.

Mastering Master’s wardrobe is equivalent to mastering Master’s heart, which is nowhere higher than Xiao Ran’s love of betraying the flesh.

Besides, people don’t hurt!

Hot spring cliff.

Xiao Ran was immersed in the vast mist, closing his eyes to enjoy the spiritual washing of the master.

If you rush a little bit too much, people are prone to fluttering.

“Master, I think it’s okay to practice, Chu Yan seems to have misunderstood something…”

The master’s faint anger and cursing came across.

“You are the one who misunderstood! You have given your life as a teacher. Are you so angry with me?”

Xiao Ran thought about it, and said that his current relationship with Master may be even closer than the Taoist companion.

The mountains are without mausoleums, the rivers are exhausted, the winter thunder is shaking, the summer rains and snow, the world is in harmony, and I dare not stand up to the teacher!

“The disciple knew it was wrong.”

Ling Zhouyue said coldly:

“Where did you go wrong?”

“I was wrong…”

Xiao Ran searched for dry intestines, but did not find a suitable word to describe it for a long time.

Ling Zhouyue’s eyebrows twitched slightly, and a violent force rushed into Xiao Ran’s mind.

“It’s your fault that you don’t concentrate on your exercises, fool!”

Xiao Ran:

“…”

After an hour of scouring, Xiao Ran’s anger still didn’t respond.

My body feels so numb.

Ling Zhouyue cursed:

“A fool, I’m so angry!”

Xiao Ran felt that the time was almost time.

“Would you like me to try?”

“How do you want to try?”

“The 100,000-level qi refining is slow. I don’t worry about it. The disciple wants to master Suiyuan’s crit first, and then maybe he will have a new understanding.”

Ling Zhouyue was startled.

“You still want to draw my strength?”

Xiao Ran promised:

“This time the disciple will show the power of resonance, and the master will not be hurt except for the loss of spiritual power.”

Ling Zhouyue couldn’t help it. If Xiao Ran could become stronger soon, she would also save a lot of trouble.

“Then you come.”

Xiao Ran got dressed, got up and went to the bamboo forest beside the hot spring cliff, and found an open area with no distant mountains in front of him.

Because of the power of sword energy, he didn’t use the sword this time.

The palm is easy to escape and is relatively safe.

Xiao Ran squatted well, started a reckless crit, palmed his power, and shot out in a single palm.

The palm strength is just flat A, it has no resonance effect.

But at the same time as he was out of the palm, he resonated with the bone of blood jade melted in the blood with the power of second-order resonance, trying to create a blood connection with the master.

One palm, bang!

In the pond, Ling Zhouyue closed her eyes to rest, without any response.

Two palms, bang!

Ling Zhouyue still did not respond.

Three palms, bang!

Ling Zhouyue still did not respond.

Ten palms, bang!

Ling Zhouyue frowned slightly and said:

“Can you do it? You can’t move me at all with your own strength.”

As soon as the voice fell, Xiao Ran’s eleventh palm blasted out with only a bang!

Ling Zhouyue’s eyes stagnated.

As if the soul connected to Xiao Ran’s palm, her dantian shook with a palm shot, and her majestic strength instantly spread to the limbs and skeletons, dissipated in the bones of the blood moon, and spread to Xiao Ran’s palm.

A vast palm power was shot out of the air from the palm of Xiao Ran’s palm, blasting open the sky, the sky flooded, the tide shot the clouds, rumbling, resounding throughout the entire school.

Xiao Ran was ecstatic, because he focused on resonance capacity, he forgot to hit a few palms.

“Master, which palm is this?”

He didn’t hear Master’s response for a long time, and turned his head suddenly, the fog in the pool aggravated a lot.

“Master?”

Ling Zhouyue shrank in the fog.

Due to the resonance of his own tidal power and Xiao Ran’s palm, the limbs and hundreds of skeletons were washed through.

His face flushed, and his body throbbed, always feeling that his body was bleeding again, and when he looked down, there was no blood…

Xiao Ran returned to the pool.

As the fog was aggravated again, he couldn’t see his fingers, even his spiritual consciousness could not penetrate.

“Master, don’t you scare me?”

Ling Zhouyue gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Xiao Ran fumbled forward in the fog until he touched the edge of the pool and caught the master’s shoulder.

The palms are a little slippery.

Huh, why is there sweat?

“You, this, stupid, stupid!”

Ling Zhou Yueqi’s face was hot, and he instinctively fell back, twisting Xiao Ran’s arm, and kicking him off the edge of the cliff.

“what–“

Xiao Ran head down and feet up, and fell straight down.

In midair, let the arm connect painlessly.

The head hung upside down suddenly tilted.

“What did I do wrong again?”

[Congratulations to the host for getting 1 filial piety! 】

“Ok?”

…

The result of the beheading of Chaoxia Peak soon came down.

Considering that the Tianjiao Conference is approaching, it is rare for Ling Zhouyue to teach his apprentice swordsmanship. It is not easy, and mistakes will inevitably occur. In addition, this incident did not cause casualties or other adverse effects.

Zongmen helped Zhijianfeng to bear it.

Bo Yunzi drove a large array of Bo Yun, transported the fallen mountain back to the top of the mountain, and rebuilt the house.

In addition, Jingku allocated 50,000 spiritual stones to compensate for the loss of Chaoxia Peak.

This matter is so internally digested.

Looking at Chaoxia Peak, the mountain was restored to a state where no flaws could be seen. Although the building collapsed, the reconstruction could not cost 50,000 spiritual stones, and it was a profit!

It is said that there are even some Chaoxia Peak disciples who have doubled their salary because of this. They sit on the slopes of the West Mountain every day, staring at Zhijian Peak with eyesight, looking forward to the next performance of Xiao Ran’s master and apprentice.

In order not to disturb the practice of Zhijianfeng, Zongmen didn’t even notify Xiao Ran and the three of them.

Xiao Ran, who was kicked by Ling Zhouyue and fell to the bottom of Zhijian Peak, stepped on his left and right, kicking over Newton’s coffin board, and soaring into the air.

Continue to practice reckless crit!

Xiao Ran practiced for a whole morning, tried thousands of times, and found that using the power of resonance to arouse the master’s power, there was probably a 50% probability that he could perform a critical strike.

The half-percent probability means that for every 20 random critical strikes, there will be one real critical strike.

The strength of the critical strike varies, but the highest level does not reach the master’s level of distraction, and the lowest level is not lower than that of Yuan Ying.

To Master, this little power is nothing but nine cows…nine sheep and one feather.

But for Xiao Ran, it was really too explosive!

Opened his palm, I couldn’t believe it, this was the five girls who got along with each other day and night.

And through the power of resonance and body protection, he can no longer hurt the master, why not do it?

However, the magical thing is that every time Xiao Ran takes away the power of the master, there is a value of filial piety. No more or less, just a value of filial piety.

Extracting the power of the master is obviously asking for it. Why is it judged to be filial piety?

If you do your filial piety, you will do your filial piety, so it is a filial piety value?

Xiao Ran didn’t understand either.

It doesn’t matter, as long as you don’t deduct filial piety.

As far as Suiyuan Critical Strike is concerned, Master is better to use than imagined, the probability is not low, and the power is not too exaggerated!

The question is, can Xiao Ran’s defensive power be carried to the moment of a critical strike?

Xiao Ran’s next task was to earn enough filial piety and purchase one hundred thousand levels of Qi Refining at full level.

At that time, his sea of ​​anger has really become a sea of ​​anger.

Qi Hai can be used not only for defense, but also for crit attacks.

The power of the master is reserved for his life.

Calculated like this, dealing with a Nascent Soul monk is not a problem.

With such a beautiful imagination, Xiao Ran continued to concentrate on practicing.

One day passed quickly.

In the evening.

Two disciples of Jianfeng Peak sent the broken sword made by the real ink cartridge to Xiao Ran.

The broken swords were perfectly cast together, polished and polished again, and the hilt was changed. It looked no different from Zongzhishan’s ordinary disciple sword.

It looked unremarkable, and it seemed that there was some powerful force hidden.

What is the specific power, we have to continue to figure out.

Xiao Ran clasped his fist and said:

“Thank you two brothers.”

The two busy said:

“It’s Nephew, Uncle Xiao.”

Xiao Ran smiled awkwardly.

“Ahem, by the way, is there any news about the sword boat that Senior Senior Brother built for me?”

The two looked at each other and said:

“The senior teacher uncle seems to have a shortcoming of funds. Recently, he paid a Taoist companion, which is too expensive.”

Xiao Ran hurriedly said:

“The sword boat should be made by me with money. Wait a minute for the two of you. I will go to the master to get some money.”

On Hot Spring Cliff, Ling Zhouyue, who had been pumped by Xiao Ran for a whole day, was exhausted, and she suddenly became angry when she heard Xiao Ran’s words.

“What! Money again? Are you a cash cow as a teacher?”

Xiao Ran only said:

“The disciple only needs ten thousand spiritual stones!”

Ling Zhouyue put her hands on her chest~www.mtlnovel.com~, drawing a vast arc in the clear mist.

“I didn’t borrow money, it’s a terrible one.”

Xiao Ran hurriedly took out the design drawing of the sword ship.

“This is a flying sword boat designed by the disciple for Master. It has its own hot spring, barbecue station, and a fully automatic card table on the lawn.”

Automatic licensing?

Ling Zhouyue turned to stare at Xiao Ran’s sincere eyes, and obediently took out 10,000 spiritual stones.

“Declare in advance that this is borrowing money from you for the teacher, will you pay it back?”

Xiao Ran smiled.

“I can pay back hundreds of millions of dollars, not bad for Master’s ten thousand.”

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