Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but burst into laughter. A waning old man, who was about to die, still clutched his belongings with both hands. Maybe he played too much with the woman during his lifetime and was a little reluctant to leave her. His sitting posture was weird, slightly different from ordinary practitioners.

, the body is not straight, it is slightly in the shape of a half-moon, the waist is arched and the hips are tucked in. It is the posture of working forward and upward when the blood is flowing! Such a weird old man looks a bit wretched, and he doesn’t know how to practice.

What kind of skill! When I saw it, I forgot that I was in a desperate situation. I couldn't help but imitate it. I sat down cross-legged by the stone platform. I also bowed my waist and retracted my hips. I took out my own household item and held it with both hands.

Close your eyes slightly, like watching a movie, let the close friends pass by one by one, thinking about the different fat and thin figures, the uneven sizes, the entrances to the lairs of different shapes, and their wonderful body odors.

Carefully reflect on the fierce battles in the past, and follow the basic knowledge of cultivation that you know so far, keep your mind in the Dantian, breathe out slowly, adjust your breath carefully, watch your nose with your eyes, watch your mouth with your nose, and watch your heart with your mouth, unconsciously, from heaven to earth.

As the body's own vitality roasted, hotness surged in the belly, and waves of warmth flowed from the Dantian to the clay balls. It was indescribably comfortable and comfortable, making the big man slowly upgrade and almost become a real stick.

The spear in the fairy world! He was having fun, imitating the old man's example, pointing the sharp spear straight into the void, shaking back and forth slightly, fucking all those familiar and unfamiliar women with virtual existences! In endless reveries, the spear

Stretching infinitely, reaching an unprecedented scale, it seems to be close to the chin! I can't help but sigh secretly, alas, if this bad old man had kept a book of flower picking scriptures, and practiced drawing gourds in the same way, even if he only knew a little about it, he would be able to reach four levels.

With a cultivation level of 50%, the women who captured Murakami would probably be able to capture whomever they wanted, just like the emperor was calling the names from a book in the harem, and no one was left out!

In the midst of all the distracting thoughts, the torch was about to burn out, and I no longer practiced anything true. I knocked on the stone wall unwillingly, trying to find the secret book of picking flowers and treasures, but still found nothing. I suddenly became angry, and I also felt sorry for this master of Taoism.

You are no longer so awe-inspiring. You have been living for thousands of years. Why are you still hugging this evil guy? Could it be that you are nostalgic for the beautiful women with all kinds of charms in the world? The palms of your hands are itching and you want to cause some trouble. Hold the withered handle.

The branch-like artifact shook gently and felt a little loose. I pulled it with a little more force. The pull was not tight, and there was just a click. The artifact shattered from the roots, separated from the body, and rolled down to the foot of the stone platform! I couldn't help but laugh.

Smiling, he cursed in his heart: After sitting in a secret room for hundreds or thousands of years, still holding on to the love of your life, you only have a mortal concern. Now you can go to the west without any worries!

After not finding the treasure, I pulled out the stubborn roots and felt relieved. I held the remaining half of a pine branch and was about to turn around and walk out of the stone door. Suddenly I heard a series of clicking sounds. I looked back and saw that the mummy on the stone platform seemed to be alive.

, moved slowly! I couldn't help but be scared out of my body. I took a few steps back, couldn't stand steady, and fell down by the stone door. Could it be that I had raided someone else's lair, offended the gods and ghosts, and sought revenge on my own family? I didn't have time to escape.

, only a crackling sound was heard, like exploding beans, and at the same time, the skull exploded bit by bit. Before the pieces fell, the neck began to burst, and then from top to bottom, the entire body exploded one by one.

, turned into countless fragments, falling down with a clatter!

Lin Le forgot about his fear and waited until there was no more sound. Then he saw that after the explosion, a cloud of dust slowly rose up and swirled in the secret room. After the body collapsed, the fragments all fell on the stone platform and gathered into a small

group!

Could it be that the withered artifact was a switch, and once it was pulled out, the body would immediately shatter into pieces? Witnessing this unheard of strange thing, I was puzzled. When I looked up, I saw the swirling dust mist gathering more and more in mid-air. At first glance,

It turned into a human form. There was obviously no wind in the secret room, but it kept deforming, pulling the old man long, slowly over his head, escaping out of the stone door, drifting through the tomb chamber outside, getting out of the tomb passage, and quickly disappeared!

From this point of view, it was really blasphemous. I wanted to punish him and give him some disaster or something, and I couldn't escape. So what could I do? So he collected the body fragments on the stone platform, buried them with soil in his hands, and fell down in fear, and said

There are words in it: Old God, my child was murdered and was in a desperate situation. He wanted to find a cave to shelter from the wind and sleep. Unexpectedly, he damaged the body and alarmed you, the old man. I hope you can forgive me for my ignorance and don't punish me. In the future,

During the holidays, I must burn some incense or something to help you continue to practice the magic of picking flowers under the nine springs, and kill all those beautiful female ghosts!

After the worship, the pine branches slowly burned out, and the secret room suddenly became dark. I went through life and death like this for most of the night. I went through all kinds of hardships, but I felt a little calm. I climbed out of the stone door, went to the tomb outside, and leaned against the stone wall.

, I searched for the half-cut cigarette in my pocket, lit it, and took a few puffs, trying to refresh myself, clear my head, and think about the causes and consequences of all this, but I couldn't stand the temptation of thousands of sleepyheads.

Harassed, collapsed on the dirt, and fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, wisps of early morning sunlight filtered in from the entrance of the tomb. I rubbed my eyes and looked around. I was surprised! Where is this place? Could it be that I had sex with some woman in the wild last night?

?Recalling it carefully, after suddenly realizing it, I couldn't help but feel sad. I thought of using my self-righteous stubbornness to sweep away many women in the village without any scruples, and finally caused the disaster of death. In addition to regret, I shed a few tears and swore secretly.

, no matter how depressed I get in the future, I would rather masturbate in the toilet to solve a temporary problem, but I must change my past, give up the dream of being a professional troublemaker, and be an honest person for once!

Before I climbed out of the grotto, I felt a little urgent to urinate, so I peeled off my pants and was about to go wild. Suddenly I felt something weird blocking my body. Something was not right! I stretched out my hand and touched it, and secretly said it was painful! It turns out that this ghost is in the way.

After sleeping there for a night, a flat lump appeared inexplicably at the bottom of the nugget, in the middle of the mud ball! So I picked up my pants, jumped up in fright, jumped off the cliff, sat in the sinkhole, curled up, and buried my head.

Upon closer inspection, the mass is translucent, shaped like amber, neither soft nor hard, similar to the human body. It looks smooth, but feels a bit rough. It does not belong to you, and you feel uncomfortable clinging to it.
Chapter completed!