"I want you...to practice dual cultivation with me."

Jiang Yun said bluntly, and then she wrapped herself around him like a python.

In such a charming atmosphere, I am afraid that few men can maintain their composure.

However, Anle's thoughts were still as cold as snow, extremely calm, and he thought to himself.

'Xiao Xiaohong, try harder.'

The beautiful figure of the woman in red quietly appeared behind him, staring at Jiang Yun with faint eyes, and the chill on her body continued to flow out, like a piece of solid ice that had not melted for thousands of years.

Leaning on Anle was like pouring cold water from the head on a hot summer day, keeping him awake all the time.

It seems that there are only An Le and Jiang Yun, a man and a woman, in this room, but in fact there is a female ghost!

Anle looked at Jiang Yun who was so close, but her heart felt like an old monk in trance, unfazed.

There is no such worldly desire.

He said coldly: "Miss Jiang, please respect yourself, I have a Taoist companion."

Although Anle and Su Dai were not engaged, in his heart, Su Dai was naturally his Taoist companion.

Hearing this, Jiang Yun, who was exuding a fiery aura, flashed her beautiful eyes: "Is that fellow Taoist Su Dai from the elixir sect? When she entered the sect, she attracted a lot of attention."

"Xiao An, you are really lucky."

"But, wouldn't that be better? Don't you want to know... what are the differences between her and me?"

As she spoke, her body moved closer.

Anle remained indifferent, and the depths of his eyes were even a little cold.

Before experiencing it personally in the deduction, Anle had always been puzzled as to why Jiang Junliang, Lin Ningqian and others would look at him sympathetically.

It seemed like it was such bad luck to be targeted by Jiang Yun.

Even if Anle had heard about Anle from these people, all of Jiang Yun's previous goals had become haggard and sluggish, but if he could have a kiss with Fangze, there should still be many people who would pursue it, right?

Later he found out that Jiang Yun was not greedy for good-looking men's bodies at all.

But...for practice!

The technique practiced by Jiang Yun is called "Dayan Yang Yanxian Jue".

The most special thing about this technique is that it can plant "inflammation seeds" in others. The inflammation seeds will absorb the host's energy, blood and spiritual power at all times, and feed back to the caster.

When the inflammation seed is completely mature, it can be absorbed back into the main body to complete the breakthrough of the realm.

To put it simply, it is like capitalists exploiting workers, treating the target of sowing inflammation as a human-shaped training machine, extracting their surplus value every day, and cutting off one crop after another like leeks.

Judging from these characteristics alone, this is simply like a magic technique!

However, "Dayan Yang Yanxian Jue" also has some strict restrictions.

For example, if a man has strong yang energy, "flame seeds" can only be planted in men;

The total number of inflammation seeds is limited. If you want to plant new inflammation seeds, you must take back the previous inflammation seeds;

Also, those who are planted with flame seeds must relax their minds and be in a defenseless state.

This is the so-called "what you love and what I wish for" cannot be forced or forced.

It is precisely because of these restrictions that Jiang Yun has always carefully selected the hosts of the inflammation species and has strict requirements.

Exceptional talent is only a basic requirement, and the background should be neither high nor low, so that it is easier to start.

The most important thing is that the appearance must be handsome and comely.

In Jiang Yun's own words: "I like good-looking men. Is there anything wrong with that?"

If he were an ordinary male cultivator, he would have been fascinated by Jiang Yun's various hints, and he would do whatever she said. Maybe he would secretly be happy that he had fallen into such a precious thigh, and he would not have guessed it at all.

own miserable future.

"It's true...the more beautiful a woman is, the better she is at lying!"

Anle used great determination to stay awake and sighed secretly.

Jiang Yun was also surprised by his indifference: 'Why didn't he react at all?'

Jiang Yun has always been very confident in her own charm. Usually, when it comes to this step, those men are already impatient, and their calmness and reason are all forgotten.

But the happiness in front of me is like a piece of wood, cold and hard.

'Could it be that he actually has something to hide?'

Jiang Yun naturally had this suspicion.

'That shouldn't be the case. As a foundation-building monk with such strong energy and blood, there is no way he could still have that kind of hidden disease.'

Although Anle behaved very stiffly and reluctantly, Jiang Yun was a little unwilling to let go of this good consumable.

So, she narrowed her beautiful eyes and said softly.

"Xiao An, why don't you close your eyes and let me take care of the rest..."

Anle felt helpless: 'This woman still doesn't give up?'

'What else are you trying to do?'

However, thinking about having to rely on the other party's power from now on, Anle couldn't just fall out with her, so he could only say.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, I think it's getting late. If you have anything to do, why don't we talk about it tomorrow."

With that said, he got up and left.

"No, you can't leave."

Seeing that the duck at her mouth was about to fly away, Jiang Yun became a little anxious.

Yuan Ying's aura was slightly released, and An Le, who was missing two large steps, naturally couldn't resist.

Jiang Yun's toughness only lasted for a brief second, and her temperament soon softened. She stared at Anle with misty eyes, as if she was about to cry in the next second.

"Don't leave, okay? Just stay here with me for one night."

"Don't worry, I won't do anything."

She was confident in her heart: 'Huh, I don't believe you can escape from my grasp!'

Jiang Yun has long ago summarized her own set of theoretical experience based on her experience of planting "inflammatory seeds" several times in the past.

'Most men are soft-spoken rather than tough-minded.'

'Especially for a person with a higher status like me, the occasional submission will be more contrasting.'

On the other side, Anle sneered secretly in his heart: 'I believe you are a ghost.'

He has seen this kind of routine too many times. Who would believe that he could just dabble without getting into it?

However, the Nascent Soul aura displayed by Jiang Yun also made Anle feel a little powerless.

'The situation is stronger than the person...'

At the moment, Anle can only endure the humiliation and bear the burden for one more night.

****

Until midnight.

There was a subtle calm in the room.

Jiang Yun seemed to be true to her word. She just slept not far from him and didn't do anything.

Anle simply closes his eyes and meditates, and silently exercises his spiritual power.

Just when Anle thought he could spend the night safely and relaxed his vigilance, he suddenly felt his head was a little dizzy, and the alarm bells immediately sounded in his heart.

Almost at the same time, Xiao Xiaohong's voice sounded in his ears.

"Be careful, the air is poisonous."

Anle felt solemn, but pretended not to notice on the surface, not even daring to change his breathing rate.

The spiritual awareness of the Nascent Soul cultivator is so sharp that even her breathing cannot be hidden from her.

However, Anle's lungs have been deduced several times and have long been very different from ordinary people.

[Qi Xuan Fei] has a very strong purifying effect and can deal with most toxins.

But since Jiang Yun took action, it was natural that he couldn't use an ordinary skill.

This drug is called "Nitang Huanshen Powder". Strictly speaking, it is not a poison, but a tonic.

Monks use it more for practice. It can help calm people's minds, shield their perception of external objects, eliminate distracting thoughts, and make it easier to enter a mysterious and mysterious state of enlightenment. It is extremely valuable.

Just because of this special medicinal property, it is often used in some situations that are inconvenient to describe.

'What a powerful medicine.'

An Le was slightly frightened. Even though he just took a breath, his consciousness began to fade away, as if he was about to fall asleep.

He braced himself and stored all the air he inhaled in the corners of his lungs to prevent it from coming into contact with the blood.
To be continued...