Chapter 11: Help me!
Han Zhiyuan saw Feng Yu sitting cross-legged, his long hair swept across the green grass, which was particularly striking. The fairy grass turned into a soft light and sank into Feng Yu's eyebrows, and then he saw a layer of soft white light wrapping Feng Yu, like a fairy with a halo.
He don't know if it was because they had relationship or something, Han Zhiyuan feels like every time he see the other, he couldn't move his eyes away. The black egg tugged his pants for a long time before getting his attention. As soon as Han Zhiyuan lowered his head, he saw this guy staring at him, his big eyes flickering, his big head tilted to the left and then to the right, and the tail swept back and forth.
"Daddy, hungry."
This is definitely not a dragon but a dog, right? Han Zhiyuan had a black line on his face, "Your father is hungry too, do you think I have something to eat?"
"Grass grass." Black egg said excitedly, his big eyes staring straight into Han Zhiyuan's arms.
"Grass?" Han Zhiyuan was stunned. Dragons are actually herbivores? Turning around and looking at the green grass all over the ground, will it just gnaw on it? Thinking of this, Han Zhiyuan kindly called out the Xuanqing Sword, and cut the grass on the ground with the sword, and then handed it to black egg kindly and said, "Eat it, it's very fresh."
Black egg: …
That look of disgust startled Han Zhiyuan, and then he found that this guy was staring at his arms, Han Zhiyuan suddenly realized that this guy was aiming at his spirit elixir and immortal herbs.
Then Han Zhiyuan witnessed how such a prodigal thing swallowed more than a dozen of his high-level elixir in one bite. One must know that even the worst one among them, most cultivators can't buy it with their half-life savings. Fortunately, he kept one plant, and his stomach was not so hungry after refining it.
As soon as he raised his head, Feng Yu's side was also refined, and he saw that his whole body was even more immortal, and he felt a sense of loftiness, while the previous strong sense of oppression was much lighter, completely restrained.
"How is it?"
Feng Yu's pale red eyes slowly opened, and then he looked at Han Zhiyuan, "It's 80% restored."
Han Zhiyuan is overjoyed, the Demon Emperor's 80% strength is enough to sweep the world, so it's time to do business, "I'm asking you a question now, you must answer truthfully, this is related to whether you can lift the seal or not.
Feng Yu raised his brows, "Speak."
"If you are looking for someone to have your biological child, do you want that person to be a man or a woman?" Han Zhiyuan asked seriously. Originally, ordinary people liked women, but after that incident, he had to doubt that, after all, he was confused and only felt that the person under him was enjoying himself, ahem, he actually enjoyed it too, but that was accident.
A strange look flashed in Feng Yu's pale red eyes, and his calm eyes stared at Han Zhiyuan motionless. He has always been pure-hearten and has few desires. On the one hand, it is for cultivation. On the other hand, he is really not interested in the so-called love and so on. However, at the Imperial Mountain, after Han Zhiyuan had been poisoned by the Emperor Lake Serpent and did that with him, an electric current flashed through his body unconsciously, which was actually quite comfortable. But if you want to have a biological child, then it is naturally, "a woman." Is it possible that a man can still have a child? However, for him, it was never possible. He pursued enlightenment all his life, what kind of child should he have?
Han Zhiyuan blinked, didn't he enjoy it? If you don't like men, who will believe you? "Cough cough...Very good, let's go to Luoshui Sect next."
"Huh?" Feng Yu didn't know the connection between the two, only the black egg who didn't know the truth clapped its hands, "Okay, okay. ."
Half a month later, two people and one dragon came to the location of the Luoshui sect, Fairy Peak. Just hearing the name makes people yearn, especially for men. One must know that this is the place full of beautiful women. Han Zhiyuan thought about it, only the saintess of Luoshui Sect, who is number one beauty in Luoshui sect which is rich in beautiful women, is worthy of our noble and cold Peacock King. As everyone know, the Luoshui Sect only accepts female disciples, but the women here are no weaker than men, and as one of the five top Sects, it's strength cannot be underestimated.
Not to mention that the disciples of Luoshui Sect are all beautiful women, the Saintess of Luoshui Sect alone is the goddess in the hearts of many men in the entire Nine Heavens Continent. Such a person, as long as it is a man, will be moved, right? Even the hard-hearten one like the Peacock King.
Looking up at the fairy peek surrounded by layers of mountains, smoke swirling like a fairyland, you can't feel the slightest breath of the world, just looking at it gives people a feeling of spiritual sublimation, looking around, everywhere is fresh and natural, heart-warming.
Han Zhiyuan dragged the cold faced Peacock King all the way to the foot of the Fairy Peak. After getting along for more than half a month, the two seemed to know each other a lot, and Han Zhiyuan also developed the ability to resist the severe cold. Between the immortal qi, Han Zhiyuan was very satisfied when he saw that the two gatekeepers were beautiful women.
As for the black egg, in order to prevent it from being recognized, Han Zhiyuan put it in the storage ring. Speaking of this storage ring, Han Zhiyuan has to thank the bird king. Cultivators often carry a space ring in order to carry things, but it requires extremely expensive materials, and ordinary people simply cannot afford it, and the size of the storage ring determines the preciousness and value of the storage ring. As for this kind of storage ring that can store living things, it is simply a treasure among treasures, and it is estimated that only people of the level of Martial Emperor can afford it. Feng Yu gave this thing to Han Zhiyuan without hesitation, and Han Zhiyuan thought at the time, if this thing can be brought back to modern times, then... it's simply a dream.
Han Zhiyuan first found a local person to inquire about the situation of Fairy Peak, such as whether they recruit male disciples? Are they saints married or not? The locals thought where did this guy come from, what he said was all the taboo of the Luoshui Sect, can fairies be married to men? Fairies are for worship!
So the question is, how can I get to the Fairy Peak? Han Zhiyuan had already confirmed with them that the Saintess was in the temple at the highest point of Fairy Peak.
The locals said that if a man wanted to go to the Fairy Peak in normal times, it would be a fool's dream. Even if he sneaked up, he would become the public enemy of the entire Luoshui Sect. But these two days are different. The Sect battle of the five Sects happens every three years, which is the day when the young talents of the five top Sects compete, will be held on Fairy Peak three days later. Young talents will all gather at Fairy Peak to compete against each other.
However, except for the Five top Sects, foreign guests are not accepted.
"What should we do?" Han Zhiyuan looked at Feng Yu who had been keeping an ice cube face.
Although he had never understood what Han Zhiyuan wanted to do on the Fairy Peak, he didn't seem to be planning to ask, Feng Yu's pale red eyes coldly glanced at Han Zhiyuan, and then continued to close his eyes and recuperate.
"You are the Demon Emperor, Who can change the the weather from cloudy to sunny with a wave of hand, can't you take us up without anyone knowing?"
Feng Yu squinted at him again, and then said coldly, "Luoshui Sect also has Martial Emperor powerhouse." The meaning is obvious, he is now hiding his strength and maintaining the strength of a great martial artist like Han Zhiyuan, but once he uses any cultivation level above the Demon King, he is bound to be discovered immediately.
Han Zhiyuan pondered for a moment, "It seems that we can only mix into the Four Top Sects." After that, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Yu, "Aren't you the Peacock King? You should be familiar with the demon beasts in the Sacred beasts Sect, right?"
Feng Yu's face was expressionless, and he really couldn't understand what this person was doing on Fairy Peak, and he was really irritable recently, but he finally interrupted his hope with a cold voice, "They have already gone up." And not long after they went up, he can sense it.
Han Zhiyuan: ...
Just when the two of them stared at each other, a familiar voice filled with joy reached Han Zhiyuan's ears.
"Little friend! Oh, little friend, you, you have broken through? Huh... actually broke through two levels! Amitabha!"
You don't have to think about who it is, that familiar face, with tiny eyes staring wide open, it is the old taoist who threw him into the muddy pond, but he didn't wear the robe covered with colorful patches today, and behind him were more than ten young men and women, all of them with uniform robes, holding a flag that wrote Void Sect.
Han Zhiyuan suddenly looked at the old taoist with a smile, just worrying about how to go up, now isn't there a way. The old taoist suddenly felt cold.
On the same day, Han Zhiyuan and Feng Yu climbed the fairy peak as disciples of the Void Sect. Sure enough, this is a place full of beautiful women, and you can see all kinds of beauties everywhere. Out of a man's instinct, Han Zhiyuan's eyes shuttled between the beauties, and he is very happy. On the other hand, the Peacock King, who has always been cold-faced beside him, with striking silver hair and that enchanting face, is the focus wherever he goes, not to mention the beauties in Luoshui Sect who are staring at him non-stop, the eyes of several female disciples in the Void Sect also kept sticking to him, but Han Zhiyuan felt that his face was getting more and more gloomy, and the eyes that swept at him from time to time made him feel like he might became a ice sculpture anytime.
Between the five Sects, a sect battle is held every three years to promote mutual exchange and learning among young talents in the major sects. Of course, it is also a disguised display of strength, and this year the host is happened to be Luoshui sect. The disciples of the other four sacred realms were all arranged in the Immortal Hall where guests were received in the Luoshui Sect, because there were many people, they were all arranged as two people in one room.
Of course, Han Zhiyuan and Feng Yu are in the same room. However, today's Feng Yu is a little strange, just like now, there are no outsiders, but he is colder than usual, his face is also very bad, and sometimes it is excessively red, sometimes it is frighteningly cold, the key is, who offended him?
"From those beautiful women today, are there any one you like?"
Han Zhiyuan met Feng Yu's dark red eyes as soon as he finished speaking, and there was a trace of unspeakable anger mixed with it.
"There must be no one" Han Zhiyuan said understandingly. It's normal, after all, how can ordinary people get into the eyes of this bird king. If it is so easy, how can he be single for a thousand years?
It was already late, and Han Zhiyuan, who had not slept in bed for more than half a month, thought he had to sleep first, and he would ask about the specific situation tomorrow. After all, they still had three days, but now the problem is, there was only one bed, so who sleeps on it? He knew that it was normal for a cultivator to not sleep for ten days to half month. At the level of the Peacock King, it would be no problem to not sleep for several years, so Han Zhiyuan laid down decisively.
However, the scorching gaze on his body was hard to ignore. Han Zhiyuan finally asked perfunctorily, "You want to sleep?"
As a result, unexpectedly, Feng Yu was lying on the other side, and it was fine to lie on the other side but a faint fragrance hit Han Zhiyuan's nose, making Han Zhiyuan unable to sleep.
And why are you moving towards him? "You're hot?"
Han Zhiyuan met a pair of pale red eyes as soon as he finished speaking. In the darkness, those eyes were frighteningly bright, and the heat in those eyes made Han Zhiyuan's heart skip a beat.
Han Zhiyuan was on fire when he suddenly felt warmth in his hand, and then he was grasped by a smooth and delicate hand, and then it was placed on something. Han Zhiyuan immediately want to retrieve his hands on conditioned reflex, but found that he could not move at all.
"What the hell! I'm not a casual person!"
"Help me!" Feng Yu spit out three words with some impatience, and a scorching breath sprayed on Han Zhiyuan's face at once.
Han Zhiyuan immediately burst into flames, but why do you want me to jerk you off? Besides, "You have endured it for a thousand years, so why are you rushing now?" Han Zhiyuan tried his best to control his restless body.
"Hurry up!" Feng Yu said without answering his question.
"It's okay if you want me to help you, but you must also let me do it again." Han Zhiyuan suddenly smiled evilly.
Feng Yu, whose eyes were filled with mist, raised his head slightly, stunned for a while, and then said, "Hurry up."
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