Chapter 165 Sitting Lotus

Pingjiang walked on the road with a thoughtful look.

Mr. Zhong's words undoubtedly gave him a feeling of opening the thick clouds and seeing the beautiful sun. In addition to cultivating the realm, you also need to hone your mind. Senior Xu said this, but it was a pity that Pingjiang didn't understand it at that time. Now that I hear it again, I have experienced it, and naturally I have a deep understanding in my heart. Just now, Mr. Zhong also said something about the way to practice. Although many of them have only seen the classics and have not experienced them, they are undoubtedly very helpful to Pingjiang.

For example, after cultivating to a certain anti-sky realm, the vast sky will also be afraid, and there will be rules to limit you and bring down all kinds of natural disasters. And there is one among them, the heart disaster. If the monk is not determined enough, he will definitely not be able to overcome this layer of disaster, and in the end, he can only experience the disaster.

Although it is still far away from that realm, it will undoubtedly open Pingjiang's eyes and no longer focus on the joy of a slight breakthrough in front of him.

Pingjiang suddenly wanted to read some classics, and now he feels that he knows too little about what he knows. Moreover, he is now not far from the realm of Yangdan. At that time, he also needs a practice to cultivate and control vitality.

"It seems that after the seal war, when the mighty wakes up again, I should really go to Yueqing Palace." Pingjiang thought for a while and finally gave up the Changci Gate where Mr. Zhong was located, and decided to go to the Yueqing Palace where Le Daier was located.

Thinking of Le Daier, Pingjiang smiled.

Pingjiang returned to the room where the mighty was located, stayed with Meier and Lier for a while, then returned to the secret room and began to restore his consciousness. Originally, he just wanted to be as powerful and find a place at will, but Mr. Zhong explained that restoring consciousness was different from other injuries and needed to be quiet before he was placed in the secret room.

The secret room was empty, and Jin Qinger didn't know when she left. Pingjiang was not surprised, but just sat down to ** and began to adjust and cultivate his consciousness.

After adjusting the breath, Pingjiang suddenly got up and walked to the place where Jin Qinger had closed the mechanism before. He sniffed and seemed to be nothing abnormal before walking back to ** and preparing to rest.

Mr. Zhong also explained that this set of magical skills will make people feel sleepy after adjusting their breath. After all, for all creatures, rest is indeed an excellent way to restore spirit and consciousness.

Pingjiang looked at the secret room with lingering lingering palpit, closed the door, and then fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, a slight noise woke Pingjiang up. As soon as he listened, he heard a sound of footsteps and walked towards him.

Although it is extremely dark in the secret room, it can still be seen after Pingjiang's eyes gather. When he turned around, he couldn't help but be shocked and a little stunned.

Jin Qinger is wearing a translucent colored silk shirt, embroidered with a pair of water-playing mandarin ducks on the white cloak, with a lifelike look. Pingjiang doesn't know why he can see the mandarin duck so clearly. However, the appearance of Jin Qinger's cheeks undoubtedly made him feel that he did not dare to look directly at it.

Pingjiang can see Jin Qinger, but she is undoubtedly not as powerful as Pingjiang. He didn't seem to notice that Pingjiang was staring at the mandarin duck on his chest. She walked to the bed and suddenly stopped. Xiumei fristed slightly, and her teeth gently bit her lower lip, looking shy and hesitant.

"What does she want to do? Are you still here to kill me? But she is not armed. What should I do? Escape? Or continue to pretend to sleep?"

Pingjiang operated the dazzling fog in his body slightly according to what he had taught, and turned around Jin Qinger, but he did not feel any spiritual weapon on Jin Qinger's body. I can't help but be a little confused.

Seeing that Jin Qinger suddenly took another step forward, Pingjiang couldn't help looking at the slender** who was already standing in front of him. On the white and smooth skin, small goose bumps appeared, which seemed to convey the abnormal tension of the ** owner.

"Forget it, I'd better go!" Pingjiang only felt that his heart began to beat faster. He was about to get up, but he saw Jin Qinger suddenly bite his teeth, stretched out his slender hand, pulled Pingjiang's body away, raised his legs, and half lay directly on him.

Pingjiang's body stiffened and lay there and dared not move. Jin Qinger also calmed down for a moment, and then his little hand began to grope in the quilt, which turned out to be untied by Jiang's belt. It's just that she has never done such a thing before, but she has been doing it for a long time, but the belt is getting tighter and tighter.

Jin Qinger seemed to pull her belt angrily, slapped Pingjiang again, and whispered angrily, "Do you still want to pretend to sleep? Why do you wear so many clothes when you sleep? I'm so angry!"

Pingjiang opened his mouth and said carefully, "I have many enemies. I'm afraid that someone will attack me, and I'm used to sleeping in clothes."

"You also know that you have many enemies, hum! Well, no, you said you were afraid that someone would sneak up on you, aren't you talking about me?

"So what are you doing now?"

Jin Qinger's tone was closed and immediately said angrily, "The sneak attack is a sneak attack. You have been bullying me all the time, so what can I do if I bully you once?"

With a tear, Pingjiang was stunned, and Jin Qinger violently tore his clothes and threw them away. Pingjiang suddenly didn't know whether she should resist or not. When Jin Qinger quickly stripped him naked and reached out her little hand and suddenly grabbed him, she let out a soft smile, which made Pingjiang a little ashamed, and the idea of resistance suddenly disappeared.

"I thought you were really not confused!" Jin Qinger gasped gently, faded his silk belly pocket, gently stepped on Pingjiang, and slowly sat down.

"This style, the book says that it is called Jade Girl Sitting Lotus. Do you like it?" Jin Qinger moved gently, and her voice gasped more rapidly.

Pingjiang suddenly found that he couldn't say he liked it, and even couldn't say he didn't like it. Then he simply closed his mouth and closed his eyes, looking rebellious.

When Jin Qinger's body softened and fell on Pingjiang's chest, Pingjiang sighed slightly and said, "Why are you still like this?"

"Why, you don't like it?" Jin Qinger's voice was a little chilly, and she gasped with the delicate voice just now, which was completely different.

"It doesn't matter whether I like it or not. I just want to know what your purpose is?"

Pingjiang obviously felt that Jin Qinger's body was stiff, and he heard her sigh gently in his ears, but did not hear the answer he wanted to know.

"You just hold me and sleep, okay?" Jin Qinger's voice suddenly became soft again.

Although Pingjiang was still puzzled, he still stretched out his hand and hugged Jin Qinger. After a while, Jin Qinger made a deep sleepy cry in Pingjiang's arms and really fell asleep.

How did we become such a situation? What do you want me to do?

Pingjiang's thoughts were messy, but he couldn't sleep.