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The secret room was quiet. After listening to the old man's narration, Lin Le seemed to have traveled through time and space and flown to an ancient and distant space. He bowed again and said, "Fairy old man, I wonder what the lumps accumulated by supernatural powers are called?"

"That is what this god obtained during his lifetime in the mortal world. It is called Xiongzang. It can emit the scent of sandalwood. Women in the mortal world who have a little less concentration will have their minds wandering and can't help themselves after inhaling it."

"Fairy old man, do you have any secrets that you can pass on to your children?"

"This," the old man stroked his silver beard and mused briefly, "you are born with strong capital and an incomparable playfulness. If you get all the secrets of harvesting yin and replenishing yang and capturing beautiful women, you can sweep the world with one stroke and conquer yellow, white, and black.

All kinds of beautiful women have become the invincible number one in the world. I am afraid it will harm many families in the world and cause social unrest."

"Fairy old man, don't pass on everything, but pass on a little bit to the children, is that okay?"

"The secret of harvesting yin and replenishing yang will never be passed down to others. I can't bear the blame of the Bodhisattva."

"My child doesn't want to be a fairy. It would be nice to be a happy professional flower picker. I would just like to be able to impart some secrets to capturing beauties."

"The secret of capturing beautiful women is divided into three levels. The first level is to absorb the energy of heaven and earth, mix the innate energy in the body, form an inner elixir in the Dantian, and guide it into the clay balls to form two elliptical air masses, facing each other.

Rotating and slowly expanding to the belly can enhance the ability to play with women and increase the endurance of continuous fighting. It is not a problem to do more than ten games in a row. Playing every night, there is no problem. At the second level, the cultivation level rises to

At a certain level, according to the secret, use the stubborn roots to send out sharp inner energy, and within one foot, point emptily at the women's nest, allowing them to get a sense of actual combat, and capture them at their fingertips. The third level, after upgrading the internal and external cultivation, continue to

There is a portrait of a certain woman. He is chanting her name with concentration. He can control her entire mind within a hundred feet, and she will willingly come over and throw herself into your arms. I wonder which level you, Lin Le, like?"

"Of course it's the third floor."

"Haha," Cao Shen couldn't help but smile, stood on tiptoes, raised his body slightly, and wanted to leave impatiently, "The heart is as high as the sky, and the life is as thin as paper. Without any basic cultivation, how can you reach the sky in one step?

, I think it’s better for you to start from the first level. If your understanding is very high and your cultivation is upgraded, it won’t be too late to teach the next two levels in the future.”

Seeing that he was about to leave, Lin Le became anxious, jumped sharply, and rose into the air, "Okay, old man, please teach me the secret of the first level."

Cao Shen stayed motionless, like a kite, and quickly drifted to the exit of the secret room. He replied without looking back: "The secret of the first level is some basic cultivation techniques, plus an exclusive secret nourishing formula. It cannot be conveyed in a few words."

Here you go, the secret book is an ancient silk book, well preserved, and it is under the stone platform where I sat when I was reborn. You can find it by prying off the stone slab and opening the stone box."

Looking at his retreating figure, Lin Le paid his respects again: "My sincere thanks."

Cao Shen had already left the grotto, and suddenly turned around and said: "In addition, there is a group of stone sculptures of male and female cultivators in the grotto. They are hidden on the wall to the left of the stone door. There are four statues in total. You can take them out by knocking on the stone wall."

After saying that, his figure drifted away and disappeared in an instant.

"Old man, wait!" There were still many questions. Lin Le was so anxious that he chased after him while drifting in the air, but his body became heavier and heavier. Suddenly he fell down heavily. He was about to scream, but he fell into a ball.

The soft place, touch it, what, there are beds in the grotto, what on earth is this place?

I opened my eyes and suddenly woke up. I fell from the fairy world back to the human world. I lay on the bed and recalled carefully the scene of talking with Lao Cao Shen in the grotto. I could still remember it vividly. I touched my body again and saw that the male hidden body was intact.

, it is really a hard-won rare treasure. If I get the secret book again and practice it, I can work every day and play every night and never get tired. It will be so comfortable. So I will be ecstatic and think of the upcoming sexual life.

I can't sleep either.

Early the next morning, I carried a bag of hemp rope and a crowbar on my back and set off by car. I changed cars all the way. In the afternoon, I entered the barren mountain and found the sinkhole. I tied the hemp rope to a big tree on the edge of the cliff and hung it securely.

, and slid down carefully.

I dug into the tomb, entered the grotto, pried open the stone slabs under the stone platform, and found a stone box. I took out the yellowed secret book, opened it, and looked at it. It was full of traditional Chinese characters. I couldn't recognize a few of them, so I smashed them again.

Open the small cave on the left side of the stone door, take out a rotten wooden box, probably four stone sculptures, put them into a bag, hold on to the hemp rope, and raise it to the ground.

After many twists and turns, I returned home three days later, locked myself in the dormitory, carried my sister-in-law on my back, opened the wooden box, and just took a look at it. As a veteran, I couldn't help but feel excited and my heart beat.

There are four stone sculptures, four pairs of men and women. Their gender characteristics are so exaggerated and their postures are so weird that only a ballet dancer or a yoga master could do it.

In one of the statues, a man bends his waist and tucks his hips, inserting a spear into the opponent's spring, while this woman with a well-proportioned figure bends back and forms a round arch, with her head stretched between her legs and poles, watching with interest as it enters.

In the other statue, a man curled up into a ball, with his waist bent, his head facing down over his belly, holding the spearhead in his mouth. The woman next to him made him sit on her buttocks, and she also bent her waist hard, turned her head upside down, and held the spear in her hands.

Hold the shaft of his spear.

The four stone sculptures were placed on the table. After carefully appreciating them, I found a traditional Chinese dictionary, opened the secret book, and compared the translations word by word, copying them in a small book.

I was busy copying when I suddenly felt someone standing behind me. When I turned around, I saw that it was my sister-in-law.

It was too late to put away the stone sculpture.

It was already afternoon and the room was very hot.

She looked at the stone sculptures for a while, and then looked at him. Her cheeks slowly turned red, but she didn't speak, and she couldn't speak. Standing behind him, she felt the special smell in her crotch that was very effective on women.

He must have smelled it and inhaled a lot. He stood expressionless, his slightly thick lips were slightly open, his nostrils were flaring, and his breathing was obviously rapid.

Maybe at this moment, she suddenly felt that he had grown up and became a real man, and it was a bit inappropriate to stand in his room all the time, so she slowly turned around and walked out.

A mute, who has been widowed for many years and is not yet forty years old, stays at her husband's house with peace of mind, has no desires, and is used to a peaceful life in the countryside. Maybe she rarely thinks about that.

She is the sister-in-law, the eldest sister-in-law is the mother, and she has always regarded him as her own son.

At the same time, she is also a very orthodox and decent country woman.
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