I, Murong Fu, only want to cultivate immortality!

Chapter 93, 106
A crescent moon hangs in the night sky, shedding bright white moonlight.

Huang Rong covered herself in the moonlight and walked along the gurgling stream until she came to a waist-deep creek with crystal clear water.

Murong Fu followed her unhurriedly, and when he saw her standing in the creek, he also stopped, found a rock to sit on, and looked at Huang Rong from a distance.

Huang Rong looked around, and when she saw Murong Fu looking at her with a smile, her lips moved, but she didn't say anything, she just took off her shoes and socks, dipped her snow-white toes into the stream, and tested the water temperature.

To ordinary people, the stream water in the spring night can be described as icy cold.

But with Huang Rong's current skill and physique, this coolness is no longer worth mentioning.

Taking a deep breath, Huang Rong hesitated for a moment, raised her slender hand, and untied the belt.

With her current Yuanshen cultivation base, she can already clearly perceive other people's eyes.

So she could feel that Murong Fu in the back, when she unbuttoned the front of her shirt, had already looked away and stopped looking at her.

She breathed a sigh of relief and was no longer so nervous.

But thinking that Murong Fu would be able to see herself again just by turning her head at random, her heartstrings could not help but slightly tightened, her breathing became slightly quicker, and her cheeks became hot.

But even so, she still forced herself to take off her clothes one by one.

Soon, her whole body was completely bare, and her white and tender skin, which was as creamy as fat, was completely exposed under the moonlight, exuding a hazy halo like a flawless white jade.

She moved her slender legs and slowly stepped into the creek.

When her calf was completely submerged in the stream, she felt that Murong Fu's gaze fell on her again.

Her breathing stopped slightly, her heart beat faster, and a blush appeared on her pretty face, but she did not rush into the water in a panic, and still maintained a leisurely pace, step by step, slowly walked into the depths of the stream until the stream was below her waist.

And her calmness allowed Murong Fu to enjoy the beautiful scenery in front of him to his heart's content.

The fragrant shoulders and snowy back, slender waist and plump buttocks, snow-white thighs, and even the two lovely dimples on the waistline, are all seen by Murong Fu at a glance.

At this time, Huang Rong, who had reached the depths of the water, finally jumped forward lightly, swimming gracefully and comfortably like a mermaid.

Swimming around in the water, when he turned back, he met Murong Fu's smiling eyes.

She gave him an annoyed look, this playful and shy girlish demeanor appeared on her who was already a mother, but it didn't seem out of harmony at all, but had an intoxicating and charming charm.

Murong returned her smiling face, his eyes were still on her, admiring her graceful and beautiful swimming posture like a mermaid.

Huang Rong gave him another sulky look, turned her back to him and continued swimming...

After half an hour.

The two walked towards the camp one after the other.

This time, Murong Fu was at the front, and Huang Rong silently followed behind him.

When approaching the camp, Murong Fu stopped, turned around, and stretched out his hand to Huang Rong.

Huang Rong paused slightly, lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, bit her lips lightly with her white teeth, raised her head again, smiled at him, and quickly caught up with him, and put her slender hand into his big one.

……

In the bamboo house, sandalwood is faint.

Murong Fu sat cross-legged on the felt blanket, listening to Huang Rong talk about her discovery:

"It's strange, the skill has improved so fast, just a short period of practice, and it can be equal to the usual days of hard work. The same is true for the soul. In a short while, the soul has improved, and it has reached the usual days of practice..."

After bathing and returning, the two just returned to the camp holding hands, and did not do anything else.

After returning to the natural bamboo house, the two separated again and practiced separately.

Murong Fu meditated to practice Qi, while Huang Rong's soul came out of the body, and the body and soul practiced separately.

After practicing for a while, Huang Rong soon discovered the abnormality in herself, and hurriedly told Murong Fu.

"Are both the skill and the cultivation of the primordial spirit advancing soaringly?"

Murong Fu thought for a while and said:

"You continue to practice, let's see how long this whirlwind will end."

Huang Rong nodded, and once again the primordial spirit came out of the body, and the physical body and the primordial spirit practiced separately.

This time, after practicing for more than a full hour, Huang Rong returned to her senses and said:

"Now it's finally slowed down, and I've resumed my usual cultivation. But in the past hour or so, my skill and soul advancement are already equivalent to a normal month of hard work."

Murong Fu pondered for a while, then said slowly:

"I probably understand why."

Huang Rong looked at him curiously:
"Why is that so?"

Murong Fu said:

"It should be because you killed many hungry ghost monsters with your sword today."

Huang Rong was stunned:

"Kill the hungry ghost monster, so the cultivation base can rush forward in a short time? What's the reason for this?"

She knows that in actual combat, if there is enough pressure but just the right amount of pressure, one can make rapid progress in martial arts.

But the ones who advance by leaps and bounds are only the use of moves and the experience of dealing with the enemy. I have never heard of them.

Murong Fu smiled and said:
"In any case, after you kill the hungry ghost monster, it is true that your cultivation level will surge forward in a short period of time. I don't know the specific reason for this, but it is undoubtedly a good thing. Maybe... this is a reward for the survivors in this world."

According to his guess, what Huang Rong gained from killing the hungry ghost monster was probably the origin of the world.

The origin of the world is not exclusive to Jie Tian Ding.

The power of Jietian Ding lies in the fact that it can forcibly intercept and harvest the source of any world's dissipation.

And it is almost impossible for mortals to forcibly obtain the source.

Unless the world takes the initiative to give gifts.

In Huang Rong's current situation, it is likely that she obtained the origin of the world's gift by killing the hungry ghost monster.

Of course, the world has no active consciousness, so this so-called "gift" is likely to be a new "rule mechanism". Not only Huang Rong, but anyone who kills hungry ghost monsters can get this benefit.

"Bring Fu'er and Yang Guo next time and let them try to kill the hungry ghost monster." Murong Fu said, "If they can improve their cultivation by leaps and bounds after killing the hungry ghost monster, then my guess is true."

Huang Rong nodded and smiled:
"If this is the case, not only Fu'er and Yang Guo, but also other survivors can quickly become stronger with this."

Murong Fu also laughed:
"When I go to clear the monsters tomorrow, it seems that I have to put some more for you to kill."

Huang Rong said sweetly:
"Just send more monsters over tomorrow."

After resting for a night and recharging their energy, the two of them left the camp early the next morning, rode the divine sculpture, and flew to Changguo County again.

This time, Murong Fu on the eagle's back didn't just gently support Huang Rong's slender waist, but wrapped her waist with both hands, and put his palms on her flat and soft belly.

Arriving in Changguo County, after clearing out the few monsters in the city, Murong Fu planted thorn seeds around the Bell and Drum Tower in the city, and set up a battlefield.

After the streets and alleys near the Bell and Drum Towers were spawned into a five-foot-high thorn forest, Murong Fu went to attract the monsters again.

Huang Rong sat cross-legged on the high bell and drum tower, her purple bamboo sword resting on her knees, accompanied by divine sculptures, quietly waiting for the moment to kill.

Not long after, accompanied by thunderous roars, they were led to the mountain yesterday, and the hungry ghosts and monsters that were wandering on the mountain at this time roared and rushed down the mountain one after another. Lured by Murong Fu, they rushed into the county town and rushed towards the Bell and Drum Tower.

When the hungry ghost monster rushed within 130 steps of the bell and drum tower, Huang Rong's primordial spirit came out of her body, controlled the flying sword, and stabbed with the flying sword.

After yesterday's turbulent cultivation, the limit distance of Huang Rong's Yujian has been raised to [-] to [-] steps.

In this battle, Murong Fu took advantage of the complex terrain of the county town to maintain the battle line as best he could, and put in just the right amount of hungry ghost monsters for Huang Rong to let her harvest to her heart's content.

Fighting from morning to noon, Huang Rong's energy was gradually exhausted, and the flying sword began to fail to work. Murong Fu put it away as soon as he saw it, and told Huang Rong to take the sword and leave.

Huang Rong retracted her flying sword and flew up the back of the carving, Murong Fu also soared into the sky, grabbed the catkin that Huang Rong handed over, and was pulled down on the carving's back by her, hugged Huang Rong's waist tightly with both hands, and said with a smile:

"Brother Diao, let's go!"

The divine eagle flapped its wings, and a gust of wind arose, blowing away several hungry ghost monsters that had climbed up to the bell and drum towers, roared and leaped, and flew away with a proud whistle.

On this day, Huang Rong killed more than a thousand hungry ghost monsters. She meditated until evening, and her cultivation was comparable to two months of hard work.

One must know that after the world changed, everyone had made rapid progress in cultivation for more than two months, and Huang Rong still had merits added to her body, so her cultivation progressed faster than others.

After digesting today's harvest, when Huang Rong's primordial spirit came out of her body, she already had a vague sense of solidity, and she was no longer as illusory as before.The limit distance of the Imperial Envoy Flying Sword has also soared to [-] or [-] steps.

In the next few days, the two kept attacking, moving the hungry ghost monster back and forth between Zhen'ao Mountain and the county town, and they made great gains every day.

As the number of hungry ghost monsters decreased, Murong Fu harvested more and more origins, and Huang Rong's cultivation became stronger.

When there were only ten thousand hungry ghosts and monsters left in the city, Huang Rong was able to "distract her thoughts" and generate a ray of distracted thoughts, and control two flying swords at the same time.

It's a pity that there is only one Purple Bamboo Flying Sword for the time being, otherwise, her harvesting efficiency could be even higher.

Of course, after being able to transform her mind into distraction, when she attacks again, she doesn't need her soul to go out of her body, she can use her mind to entrust the flying sword, while her soul is still in the body, manipulating the flying sword to assassinate.The physical body is also presided over by the soul, which is safer.

After several days of fierce fighting, when the hungry ghosts and monsters in Changguo County were finally wiped out, Huang Rong was able to separate the three distracting thoughts, including the master soul, and was able to control four flying swords at the same time.

The fact that all the hungry ghosts and monsters in Changguo County have been wiped out does not mean that Zhoushan Island is clean.

There are still [-] to [-] hungry ghosts scattered in many towns and villages on Zhoushan Island.

But for the remaining hungry ghost monsters, Murong Fu and Huang Rong didn't intend to continue cleaning them up. They planned to keep them for now. When Guo Fu, Yang Guo and other disciples grew to a certain level, they brought them over to hunt monsters and try to see if they could improve their strength quickly.

The night before leaving Zhoushan Island.

After taking a bath, Huang Rong, with her half-wet black hair hanging down to her waist, held hands with Murong Fu and walked under the moonlight.

"Today, my cultivation level has improved a lot, and I can take nearly [-] steps with the sword. I think, maybe I can beat you."

"You think too much. You have never seen my limit."

"Really? Then when, let me see your limit?"

"Unless you come with a flood dragon, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to see my limit."

"It's bragging."

"Whether you are bragging or not, you will know later."

……

"After going back this time, I have to refine three more... No, I need to refine 98 purple bamboo swords. 99 purple bamboo flying swords are formed into a sword formation. The power is not inferior to my nine-section lightning rod with all my strength."

"You really think highly of me. Now I can only differentiate into three distractions, and at most I can control four flying swords at the same time."

"With your cultivation level entering the realm, you will probably be able to split into more distracting thoughts soon, so you must prepare the flying sword in advance."

"Um……"

"With Fu'er and Yang Guo's entry, we can bring them to Zhoushan by this time next year to kill monsters. You don't need to worry. With me here, even if you are accidentally injured by a monster, I can treat them back and not turn Fuer and the others into monsters."

"I know your ability, but I've never worried..."

The two were chatting casually, and after returning to the camp, Murong Fu had just stepped into the bamboo hut when Murong Fu suddenly grabbed Huang Rong's slender waist and embraced her in his arms.

Huang Rong supported Murong Fu's chest with both hands, her jade neck was tilted back, her eyes as bright as stars stared at Murong Fu without blinking.

After quietly looking at each other for a while, Murong Fu smiled slightly, leaned over and kissed.

Huang Rong's delicate body froze slightly, and she instinctively dodged backwards, but in the end she was still caught by him.

Huang Rong's long eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyelids closed slowly, her toes slightly raised up, her hands supporting his chest, unconsciously, passed under his ribs, hugged his back tightly, and her full and straight chest was also tightly attached to his chest.

At some point, there was the sound of Xixi Suosuo's clothes rubbing against each other, and after a while, the faint sandalwood was mixed with a trace of quiet and elegant fragrance.

Immediately, a weeping moan broke the silence in the bamboo house...

……

When the sky will be bright.

Murong Fu gently embraced Huang Rong's soft and boneless body, tender as fat, caressing her slender waist and buttocks, brushing her lovely dimples with his fingertips from time to time.

Huang Rong also hugged Murong Fu tightly, her plump, strong and round thighs were tightly wrapped around his legs, her cheek was resting on his chest, on the thick long eyelashes, there were still tiny teardrops hanging.

Murong Fu raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears for her.

After a while, Huang Rong said quietly, "Will you...will leave in the future?"

The voice was light and light, with a hint of nasal sound after sobbing.

"Why do you ask that?"

"Because from the first time I saw you, I felt that you don't belong to this world."

Murong Fu was silent for a long time, then suddenly smiled:
"If I leave, will you go with me?"

Huang Rong was also silent for a long time, and said softly:
"I'm not a woman who cares about the world. I was playful, mischievous and narrow-minded when I was young. But..."

After a long silence, she continued:

"Before I knew it, I already had a responsibility on my shoulders, and I couldn't let go of this responsibility."

Murong Fu smiled, and gently combed her soft hair with his fingertips:
"Don't worry. In the future, even if I go to work in other places, I will always come back to accompany you and Fu'er. Don't forget, you are now the empress of Linghui, the Holy and Compassionate Immortal. No matter how extraordinary you are, you will be one of the myths in this world in the future. For you, the future, decades or hundreds of years, may be just a flick of a finger."

Huang Rong hummed lightly, and cuddled with him for a while, then suddenly smiled:
"There is a question that I have always been curious about."

"what?"

"Are you a rejuvenated old man?"

"I've never lived to be 36, okay?"

Murong Fu's words are true, in three lifetimes, his age has never reached 36 years old.

Huang Rong smiled sweetly:
"Then you are only a few years older than me?"

"It was originally..."

"When I first met you, I thought you were an old hermit with a good face."

"..."

"However, you look like you are only in your 20s now, and it seems that you are really good at keeping your face."

"We won't grow old. What we look like now, ten years later, a hundred years later, a thousand years later, it will still be what we are today."

"I'm not as confident as you are."

"Believe me, you are a fairy concubine, and you will stay young forever..."

(End of this chapter)