If this is a temptation, then everything happens unknowingly. Sheng Long even thought to himself that this sect's mission is very good, and it doesn't matter if it takes a few more times or even better. The situation that General Manager Zi Hao may not have happened. Kong Ling is charming, elegant, and has an intoxicating temperament. What's wrong with being pleasing to the eye?

Walking along the way, I laughed at the mountain road, turning a bend and entering the valley deep in the dense forest. Kong Ling pointed to a fork path next to it without stone slabs and said, "It's very deep there, let's go and take a look?"

Sheng Long: "I am familiar with this small path. There is a small lake in the lake. There is a bamboo forest by the lake, and there are many pomelo trees next to it. The environment is very good. I will take you there... There are carved words on a stone in the lake, which is difficult to identify. It feels that its breath should have been left in the Tang Dynasty, and it should have been a work by a monk."

Kong Ling said curiously: "Oh, did you have a senior who practiced by the small lake thousands of years ago?"

Sheng Long: "It may not be a permanent practice, it is not a cave ruin. That senior may have just traveled by the mountains and stopped there for several days, and had some insights and carved stones as a record."

Kong Ling sighed: "This small mountain has endless wonders."

While speaking, I passed through the rugged path. A lake appeared in the dense forest ahead. A trickle of water merged from the mountains and rocks into this lake. The water flowed from the other side of the lake from the grass leaves to the lower part. This lake is about ten feet in radius, and the near shore is clear and the bottom is visible. There are many raised rocks scattered by a bamboo forest, some on the shore, and some are immersed in the water.

Sheng Long walked over and pointed to a stone about two feet high in the lake and said, "Looking at the handwriting on it, you can barely tell that it is 'Sitting in the mountains and will be enlightened for three days'. As for the others, it is no longer clear, but the traces should be left by the monk."

Kong Ling jumped lightly onto another stone exposed to the water. She lowered her head and observed carefully. The wind blew her skirt, and the sexy and slender slutty appeared and disappeared from time to time. The spring light on her chest was faintly revealed, but her attention seemed to be completely attracted by the remains in the water. The handwriting on the stone was different from the marks of the knife, axe, and chiseling, as if it was written directly with a pen.

In front of the senior who left his words, the hard rock seemed to be softer than a fine sand tray, and he could write the handwriting with a stroke. And his pen should be a bamboo branch that was broken from the side. No wonder Sheng Long concluded that the handwriting was left by a monk.

Kong Ling sighed: "A thousand years ago, there were seniors practicing here. We might as well sit down and have some insights. You and I are both from mountain demon cultivators and have great blessings to transcend races. However, the path of practice is very difficult, and all races are full of things, and the worldly Taoism and Dharma are also mixed, so we need to verify and communicate."

They are monks, so of course they will inevitably talk about each other's practice. Especially in this situation, it is natural to confirm the experience of cultivation. Kong Ling sat down on the rock in the water. He pointed to another stone three feet away, and Sheng Long also sat down face to face. He heard Kong Ling's pleasant voice and said: "In ancient times, the seniors were sitting here to realize the breath of the mountain. Although they did not know what wonderful methods they practiced, they were not far from the view of the inner and outer scenes of the soul. You and I might as well expand the inner scene of the soul and feel the breath of this place."

The two people are only three feet away from each other's face to face, and they can clearly count how many eyebrows there are. The inner and outer scenes of the soul are blended, which means that they are all in the other's state of concentration. The spirit cannot interfere with each other, so they must be induced and integrated. This is also a very natural situation. Of course, the communication between monks cannot be based on statements alone, but also the demonstration of mutual induction of spirits.

When he spoke again, the voice seemed to ring in the soul, with a unique infectious power. Kong Ling said: "My natural magical power is quite special, and I am naturally good at mutual infection of the soul. Therefore, many people have misunderstood that I am practicing the art of charming, but it is not. And does the talented magical power of fellow Taoists have similarities?"

Sheng Long replied honestly: "I'm going to tell you that there are indeed similarities. But what I am good at is not fascination but confusion, which can make people lose their minds, but this is just a trick and I rarely use it."

He said it rightly that weasels not only fart, but also became demons. Weasels are also called Huang Taixian among the people. Their aura can confuse people and produce various psychedelic effects. This method is not very useful to ordinary monks with clear spiritual consciousness. Shenglong is a vegetarian golden-line rat, and has never used it.

Not using this kind of talented magical power with psychedelic effects does not mean that magical powers are useless. Sheng Long has strong anti-interference ability for various psychedelic and charming spells, and the soul is clear and clear, and will not be easily fascinated by it. This kind of talented magical power also has the effect of awakening the spirit for himself. For example, Sheng Long's "divine fart" may make others faint, but can awaken himself. Why is the Wanbian Sect called Wanbian Sect? The disciples in the sect are indeed in various shapes and have many changes!

Kong Ling was very happy, as if he had finally found a soulmate, and was very aggrieved, as if he had been misunderstood before, and said, "Great! Since fellow Taoists have this natural supernatural power, they should distinguish them. The magic trick I have practiced is based on the sympathy of spirit and energy, and it can also help in the practice. But many people think that this is a charming way, and fellow Taoists Shenglong will definitely not misunderstand it."

Her joy and grievances were so natural that the two of them were in a state of blending the inner and outer scenes of the soul and sympathizing with spirits. Sheng Long could experience it very clearly, just like empathizing with it. He also asked naturally: "Fellow Taoist Kong Ling, what kind of mysterious secret are you talking about?"

Kong Ling said shyly: "To put it bluntly, it is also suitable for the cultivation of talented supernatural powers that help fellow Taoists!" Next, she told a magic trick, which is the introductory foundation of the dual dynasty of desire and pleasure. The content is the sympathy of spirit and energy. The external scenes of each other's souls are absorbed into the interior scenes, just like in a state of concentration, they are also facing each other, feeling each other's breath and feeling joy, and giving each other their own physical and mental desires...

This is indeed not a technique of charming or a dual cultivation method that helps the movement of spirit and energy. But on the other hand, it can be used to charm people, it depends on how to practice. For example, any magic can basically cause some kind of harm to people when used, but it can also not harm people at all. Kong Ling's teachings are a foundation for adjusting and recording. Even if there is no subsequent advanced content, it can be practiced separately as a joyful experience in the state of concentration.

How do they feel with each other? Only when they are in that state can they be clear, and it is difficult to describe the language. They are still sitting face to face, but the inner scene of the soul seems to have become another world. In this world, the two can stand up and do anything, but outsiders still seem to sit there motionlessly. This is the mystery in such a special realm.

Sexy beauty itself is not evil, and human lust is the behavior of lust. However, love itself cannot be called evil behavior. It depends on what situation it occurs. While Kong Ling was teaching the magic formula, he had already used his magic power. This is a common situation that the communication between colleagues confirmed. She did not mean to hurt Sheng Long at all, but just let him experience it or experience it with him.

Sheng Long experienced it clearly in the realm of concentration. Kong Ling in front of him was the most beautiful look he wanted to see. As for what he looked like... Cough cough, it would be fine if he didn't say it! That was her breath, which could best stimulate the sense of desire in his heart. Sheng Long was very excited, impulsive, and eager, maybe he was too excited, too impulsive, too eager, and he actually farted!

This is a fart that must be made, because this is also a sect mission that he must resolutely complete. Zi Hao explained this morning as the head of the Wanbian Sect. Sheng Long must fart in some cases, and this fart must be made with particular attention.

The fart of the mutated Huang Daxian Golden Line Rat is really exquisite. It can be said to be earth-shaking, and it can be said to be silent. It is more powerful than the fart of the fart of the monsters that retreated from the deep Himalayas, but it is inaudible. There is no movement in the silent pond, but the inner realm of the soul is filled with golden smoke. This golden smoke directly invades the soul and is also contaminated with the original body of the monster.

As for what smell it is...it's fine! Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat for half a month. Just describe it as such a feeling, let alone smell it in it, and be completely contaminated by unpreparedness? But Kong Ling himself couldn't smell it. Since it was a magical magic, it had its own wonders. The caster didn't want her to smell such an unpleasant smell, so her own feelings were naturally not that bad.

The ordinary facial features cannot smell, but the spiritual consciousness can fully sense it! Sheng Long's fart is fucked by others and not by himself, which is also his magical power, but instead makes him wake up from that joyful state. But Kong Ling is in such a miserable situation. In this case, no matter how her original body changes, others will smell the aura she is contaminated with for a long time. The higher the mana, the clearer the person will smell it.

If you encounter this situation in the battle, you will be prepared for it, but when the inner and outer scenes of the soul blend together and the spirit is completely sympathetic, you must slowly cast the spell in the state of concentration to resolve it. It will not take a day or two. But Sheng Long did not hurt Kong Ling, she was not injured at all, and she would not feel disgusted or uncomfortable.

After a while, he left the state of Ding. Seeing that Kong Ling had turned into a peacock and flew away, a blurry light and shadow covered her figure and soon disappeared from the sky. He walked in a straightforward and embarrassed manner. Sheng Long stood up and shouted, "Fellow Taoist Kong Ling, don't misunderstand, I'm really too excited, I didn't pay attention to it..."

Unfortunately, no matter how he shouted, Kong Ling left without looking back. When others encountered this situation, their reaction might not be so strong, but who is Kong Ling? She has always been proud of her charm and has an admirable and moving temperament wherever she goes. How can she bear to have such an aura? As for whether Sheng Long did it on purpose, or was just shocked by desire, Kong Ling had no time to ask. She just wanted to go far away and get rid of the original body as soon as possible.
Chapter completed!