Refining Genius Cultivation

In a certain part of the forest within the Herbs Valley, there were green grasses, lush flowers, and towering trees. The scenery was extremely beautiful.

Amongst the large trees, there was a giant tree that stood out like a crane amongst a flock of chickens. The tree was hundreds of feet tall, and the trunk needed nearly ten people to carry it. On the giant tree, the leaves were lush and the branches numerous. It covered an area of nearly a hundred zhang.

Astonishingly, a tree house appeared on several thick branches of the giant tree. The tree house was two to three Zhang long and wide, and was around ten meters tall. Leaves covered the exterior walls and roof of the tree house. From afar, it looked like a big tree, and nothing could be seen about it.

Inside the tree house, a man and a woman sat facing each other. The man was wearing a white robe, his back leaning against the wall as he lazily sat on the ground.

Beside him was a table made of tree trunks. This man was currently holding a wine cup in one hand and had a faint smile on his face as he sipped on fine wine. Further down, his legs were stretched out, resting on the white thighs of the woman in front of him.

The woman in front of the man was no longer able to be described with words. Her soft hair fell down, reflecting her snow-white skin. Her beautiful ears were crystal clear, and her eyebrows were as beautiful as a painting. A charming smile hung at the corner of her cherry lips.

The woman quietly sat on the ground, her tempting snow-white legs spread out. A pair of jade-like hands formed into a fist as she lightly punched the man's calves.

This woman was actually Linghu Zijin, who had been chased until there was nothing left to do by the hundreds of Demonic Beast. The man seated opposite her was the main culprit who had caused Linghu Zijin to be killed.

That day at the small lake, Fang Yunlong had set up a Nine Extreme Martial Formation and transformed into another lake. At the same time, he had also created a tunnel at the bottom of the lake. After making his arrangements, Fang Yunlong entered into cultivation.

After a few days, the effects of the Bamboo Demon Gu finally passed, and the metal attribute Spiritual Strength in Fang Yunlong's body gradually recovered.

At the same time the Spiritual Strength recovered, it gave Fang Yunlong an unexpected surprise. It was that the Golden Spirit Arts had broken through the first level and entered the second level.

In a pleasant surprise, Fang Yunlong entered the process of fully consolidating his cultivation. When he woke up, he was stunned to discover that Linghu Zijin had brought hundreds of Demonic Beast to the lakeside.

When Fang Yunlong saw Linghu Zijin, he couldn't help but be shocked. Was this still the beautiful and confident Linghu Fairy, who was in high spirits? Especially when Linghu Zijin threw herself into his arms, that tender and lovable temperament made Fang Yunlong feel even more pity.

With Devil Dao in hand, Fang Yunlong's figure flashed and entered the Nine Extreme Martial Formation, went through the bottom of the lake in the end, and covered the sky with a veil. After walking for half an hour, Fang Yunlong finally found a beautiful place to settle down.

As she lightly pounded on Fang Yunlong's calf, a charming smile appeared on Linghu Zijin's beautiful face. In her heart, she wanted nothing more than to tear the man in front of her into a thousand pieces, then grind his bones and scatter his ashes.

That day, after being hunted by the Demonic Beast for a few days, all Linghu Zijin could see were red lights and drooling Demonic Beast, causing his mind to become muddled.

At this time, a human suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. She didn't even think about it, and didn't have the ability to think about anything else, so she fell into Fang Yunlong's embrace.

By the time Linghu Zijin woke up, she had already become the most detestable person's plaything. Because she had overdrawn her Fa Li and used a secret technique, her Spiritual Strength could not recover to its previous state within half a month.

The Spiritual Strength was gone, but Linghu Zijin's charm was still there. She had tried to confuse Fang Yunlong before, but it had no effect.

Just like this, in this beautiful tree house, Linghu Zijin played a role that she never thought of before. Fang Yunlong's personal servant's words that was carved on the stone tablet had become reality one by one.

The most hateful thing was that Yun Fei actually did not give her a single piece of clothes, but only threw her a piece of beast skin.

After drinking all the fine wine in his hand in one gulp, Fang Yunlong placed the cup on the table. Linghu Zijin then picked up the wine jug and gently poured a cup full of wine for Fang Yunlong.

Fang Yunlong smiled faintly and put the cup on the table. His other hand gently pulled Linghu Zijin into his embrace and gently stroked her smooth, snow-white skin.

Linghu Zijin placed her slender hand on Fang Yunlong's chest, and intentionally or unintentionally, she slipped her fingers. After the past few days, the two of them seemed to have gotten used to each other's movements, and a warm feeling filled the air in the tree house.

After a long while, Linghu Zijin raised her head, her long eyelashes flickered, and she spoke in a tender voice: "Young Master, this servant has a question, why don't you want this servant anymore?" This question had puzzled Linghu Zijin for a long time.

The two of them had been together for a few days, but they had yet to do anything to each other.

Linghu Zijin knew that he was a normal man and had a normal reaction to her actions, but the situation before her left her with mixed feelings.

He was happy that he had managed to save himself, but suspicious that Fang Yunlong had some sort of goal. As for her hopes, only she understood them.

Fang Yunlong smiled and gently pinched Linghu Zijin's nose, "Little fox, you know it yourself, why do you need me to say it out loud?"

Her delicate body twisted in Fang Yunlong's embrace like a spoiled child as Linghu Zijin charmingly asked: "Young Master, what did you say over there? Why don't I understand? "

"Haha", Fang Yunlong laughed out loud, "It's good to not understand, life is difficult to be muddled. "It's good to be confused for a day, it's good to be confused for a year, and it's good to be confused for a lifetime."

Linghu Zijin looked at Fang Yunlong as if she understood what kind of man this man was. He was different from all the other men he had met.

After grabbing Linghu Zijin's long hair and turning it in her hands, Fang Yunlong said softly, "Little fox, I have a wife. I haven't seen her for a long time."

Hearing Fang Yunlong's words, an indescribable feeling surfaced in Linghu Zijin's heart. After muttering to himself for a while, he finally said in a low voice: "Then she must be a woman like a celestial fairy."

Fang Yunlong smiled slightly, "Yes, she is a beautiful woman and also a virtuous wife. You have something in common with her. "

After thinking for a moment, Fang Yunlong laughed and said: "Forget it, let's not talk about her anymore. Everything is fate. Little fox, let me ask you, is He Konghe still not dead? "

Linghu Zijin giggled, "What's wrong, Young Master, do you still want to kill him? It's a pity that he won't have the chance anymore. He should have already returned to the Qizhou. "

Fang Yunlong laughed and said, "Not only do I want to kill him, he also wants to kill me. Actually, I really admire He Konghe. This person is really lucky, he couldn't even kill the overlord of the sky, the Winged Bird. But I believe that one day, he will die in my hands. "

Linghu Zijin laughed, "Young master, I believe that you can't even win against me, much less He Konghe."

Fang Yunlong shook his head and said: "Little fox, do you know why you were defeated?"

Fang Yunlong's words had garnered great interest from Linghu Zijin. Before she came to the Herbs Valley, she had participated in many battles with the Qizhou Righteous Dao and each time he obtained a complete victory. However, after arriving at the Herbs Valley and encountering Yun Fei, she repeatedly lost.

"He even became his slave." Young Master, then tell this humble servant that I really don't understand why she was repeatedly beaten by Young Master. "

"Young Master, say it."

Fang Yunlong stared blankly at Linghu Zijin who was in his arms. This was truly a beauty, every frown and smile was filled with enchanting charm, and he believed that any man would be unable to hold back.

But this beauty was a poppy, beautiful and dangerous. If not for the fact that he found out that there was a mysterious fluctuation of Spiritual Strength in her body when she fainted, he would have long ago taken her on the spot.

Even so, under the temptation of Linghu Zijin, there were several times when Fang Yunlong was almost unable to endure it any longer, but in the end, he was stopped by the bizarre Spiritual Fire Liquid in his body.

That's a bastard. "Fang Yunlong smiled slightly," Little fox, what about you, you were just too smooth before, underestimating the heroes of the world and thinking that others are inferior to you.

Especially when she saw that I was just a Early Foundation Building Period Cultivator, she thought that in front of a Late Foundation Building Period cultivator like you, I could only die. Remember, little fox, no matter what happens, do not underestimate your opponent. "

Linghu Zijin thought carefully, Fang Yunlong was right, he had indeed underestimated the world's hero. He kept having the feeling that in Foundation Building Period Cultivator, there was no one he could fight other than the righteous Ouyang Yanran. Especially when he heard that Ouyang Yanran had entered the False Core realm.

After the news that she had already gone into seclusion to form her core, her heart was extremely disappointed and she began to look down on the other Foundation Building Period Cultivator s even more. Young Master, you're right, I was wrong. "

Fang Yunlong smiled mysteriously and said: "Little fox, Young Master has given you so much guidance, how are you going to thank Young Master?"

Linghu Zijin's charming and silky body laid on top of Fang Yunlong's body. Her cherry lips moved closer to Fang Yunlong's ear, spitting out a few words in a soft and soft voice.

A moment later, from the tree house, a beautiful melody echoed through the forest. Spring had arrived.