"That's the demon dog under the Ghost Throne. I didn't expect it to be found?" As he said, two lines of tears flowed out. When Fu Shuo saw the pear blossoms with rain, he was really pitiful and said, "Don't cry, I'll protect you!" When he said this, he completely forgot that the silver light of Song Niang raised her hand wiped out the ghosts, which was much more powerful than him!

Song Niang burst into tears and smiled: "Is what the husband said true?" She even changed her name.

Fu Shuo thought to himself that in that world, he heard a saying that the more beautiful a woman is, the more she will be able to lie. This is true and she turned into laughter.

But he did not regret at all, and nodded heavily. Seeing that Song Niang turned joy and shame, he whispered: "I will entrust my husband to you!"

Fu said bitterly, "I'm traveling far away from disaster." Unexpectedly, the tasks assigned by the government had not been completed yet, but he picked up a beautiful woman first.

The house Songniang arranged for him made him very satisfied. It was very elegant, but it looked like it, but not very gorgeous. In fact, after so many days of long journeys, he was already very satisfied as long as he had a big bed to sleep on.

Then Song Niang brought a hot water towel to serve Fu Shuo, so she washed her face with hot water and felt that all the pores on her face were relaxed, which was extremely comfortable.

The Song Niang squatted on the ground and told Fu to take off his shoes. This scared Fu and said quickly, "I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself!"

Song Niang raised her head, her eyes full of innocentness: "Does Fu Lang think Song Niang is not serving her well?"

Fu said that he was dry and squirting, the old society of all evil. He said, "I'm just a little unaccustomed!"

Song Niang smiled with her lips pursed and her teeth-free appearance naturally had a gentle look. A pile of beautiful hair fell on her cheeks due to movement, and her eyes were brightly staring at Fu Shuo.

Fu Shuo was defeated immediately. When Song Niang stared at him, she felt a little awkward all over, and even felt a little itchy in her heart: "Then come on!"

Song Niang nodded and squatted down obediently. The white clothes that were originally tailored and fitted were now collapsed and you could see the round little butt.

A pair of slender fingers, as slender as spring onions, took off the dirty shoes for Fu Shuo. The comparison between the two made Fu Shuo feel like he was restraining the heavenly things. The soft and warm fingers slid on Fu Shuo's feet. Fu Shuo immediately felt a bit dry in his throat, and shouted in a stinging voice: "Song Niang..."

Song Niang responded softly, as if she was humming out of her nose. Fu Shuo felt agitation again. This little vixen is really fascinating!

"You can see that too, I'm practicing..."

Song Niang looked at Fu Shuo with her black and white eyes without blinking, and listened to Fu Shuo attentively: "Is Fu Lang practicing too? That's great..."

"That's what I mean, I haven't completed the foundation building yet...that..." Fu said he felt very laborious every time he said a word.

"Song Niang knows..." Song Niang smiled slightly, with a little cunning smugness, and a bit like a catching sarcasm: "Are Fu Lang so anxious?"

Oh, Fu Shuo was so amused and laughed. After a long time of work, he was anxious. Unexpectedly, Song Niang had such a cute side. It turned out that she was gentle and charming. It was true that every woman was a book, but she had to read it slowly!

Fu said that after washing up, he did not go to bed immediately, but began to meditate and continue practicing. This kind of thing is to persevere. No matter how many miscellaneous things are done every day, the homework must be completed.

It's dawn soon, and I'm going to pinch the day. Today is just the first day of the first lunar month, and it's the method of taking the sun essence. The essence of the human body is limited, and it's all made from a little innate qi, so I have to use it less and less. Relying on food and other acquired things, it can't be replenished no matter what. Therefore, Taoist sect has various means to replenish various energy in this world to replenish oneself. However, these are also acquired. Only by returning to the original and returning to the original, can the innate qi be produced and the true seeds are nurtured.

Fu said that this method of collecting the essence of the sun and the moon is undoubtedly an extremely clever method of collecting acquired qi. It adopts a little bit of purple air born from the purple sun. Although it is not taken much each time, the effect is extremely significant over the years.

This day, his kung fu himself felt that his kung fu was improving very quickly. When his breathing was filled with white light, his whole body was about to melt.

But Fu Shuo was disappointed when he received his skills. The Tianyuan Divine Pill was originally created by the Taoist sages who understood the cultivation methods of ancient times, but it was too difficult. The words "destiny" and "silence" are easy to say. But I don't know how many heroes and heroes are trapped! Even a modern master-level figure was unable to directly follow Tianyuan to enter the Tao, and in the end he failed.

Fu said that it seems that he wants to rely solely on the Tianyuan Shen Pill, which is extremely empty and quiet, and it is impossible to obtain the innate qi! He made up his mind and began to prepare to practice the Human Yuan Jindan and follow the path of fortune of Heaven and Man.

In the original Dharma-Ending World, it is said that everything is complete and one Jiazi can practice alchemy before entering the Tao. Often, countless practitioners have passed away before they can achieve their skills. However, this world is different. The Taoist Dharma appears in the world and is full of spiritual energy, but it cannot take such a long time. Fu Shuo has this confidence!

The Hebo jade pendant in his arms was constantly emitting a cool and moist atmosphere, nourishing the meridians of his whole body and the spiritual energy in his body. He constantly used his consciousness to perceive the moist water vapor of the jade pendant. In a daze, a river seemed to rush in, raising thousands of miles of fertile fertile fields. He seemed to feel a powerful will. It was sacred and vast and solemn. Fu Shuo was withdrawn by his awe. This was the breath of the Hebo god. It was not that he could touch it now!

"Mr. Langjun got up so early?" Song Niang carried a hot water towel and just walked to the single courtyard where Fu Shuo lived. When she saw Fu Shuo holding a sword, she advanced and retreated and attacked, as if she was dancing a sword.

Fu said that he didn't sleep all night, so he only did more than two hours of homework and got up to practice swords. On a whim, he used a sword as a pen to write big characters in the air. He only felt that dancing swordsmanship was very different from writing. Calligraphy was only flat, but swordsmanship was three-dimensional, and there were countless changes. It seems that practicing swordsmanship with calligraphy can only be said to be doing some basic skills!

"In the ninth year of Yonghe, the year is in Guichou, and at the beginning of late spring, I met at Lanting in Shanyin, Kuaiji... Looking up at the universe and looking down at the prosperity of the categories, so I can enjoy the eyes and enjoy the visual and audio-visual entertainment, and I believe in Coke..." The long sword in my hand made a pen, but it was like copying the Oriental Preface. People in the past said that the font of the Right Army changed in ancient times. The ancient and beautiful aura was natural, so I thought it was learned from ancient times and present!
Chapter completed!