Gao Wu's harem started from a brothel

"Do you know what the Yang-raising Technique is? You definitely don't know. How dare you indulge yourself in lust without knowing what the Yang-raising Technique is? Yang-raising is just a basic technique of gathering one's own blood and yang energy for others to enjoy."

"It is just a technique extracted from the Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation Method, which allows those who have not yet lost their virgin yang to gather their yang energy to the greatest extent possible. If one indulges in lust before using the pure yang energy to purify it, at best, one will not make any progress in martial arts, and at worst, one will die."

Zheng Yi was surprised and said, "How could this be? Didn't Manager Li say that if we cooperated well with the benefactor, all the problems would be solved?"

Yu Qingqing looked disdainful: "Yes, the disadvantages are all gone. The disadvantages of this month are not all gone. If you can keep your Yang Qi and continue to train pure Yang energy, you won't die. If you can't keep it like today... hehe."

Zheng Yi's heart tightened.

But after all, there is still hope. Even though the progress has jumped a bit today, there is no need to be too panicked.

Asked: "Fairy, do you have a way to save me?"

Yu Qingqing glanced at him in a daze and chuckled: "The method of rescue, what method of rescue is needed? It is a serious method. You just need to protect your vitality, practice quietly and wait for the opportunity to advance."

A serious dual cultivation method? It was too serious. Zheng Yi was speechless.

"Now that you have been extracted once, there is no other useful method except to practice quietly and cultivate pure Yang energy. Remember not to go out. You have extremely restrained Yang energy and have no ability to resist the cold, especially now. It is easy to develop a root of illness."

Zheng Yi was shocked. No wonder he felt bone-chilling cold as soon as he went out. No wonder it was spring-like in Tianxiang Tower all year round. The steaming stove burned every day without regard for consumption. No wonder he was not worried that he would run away.

"The women in Tianxiang Tower are greedy for your Yang-raising essence. Now that you have lost your Chuyang, your stewards should no longer control them. You should take care of yourself."

After Yu Qingqing finished speaking, she said nothing more. She smiled lightly and flicked the jar with her finger. The wine jar began to spin, and a stream of crystal clear wine flew into her pretty little mouth.

As the wine spilled, her pale lips became rosy, with drops of wine floating around her lips. The moonlight was like a veil, and her long hair fell down, clear and crystal, so beautiful.

Zheng Yi was stunned for a moment.

Yu Qingqing tilted her head slightly, her eyes unfocused on her smiling face, as if she had suddenly found something happy. There was a hint of playfulness in her eyes, and her originally melancholy temperament instantly became bright.

Suddenly, she looked at Zheng Yi with a serious look and called softly: "Brother."

Then she burst into laughter, her face bright and beautiful, like the sun after rain or the sky stopping snowing.

Hearing the voice, Zheng Yi was stunned, but he saw that the depths of those eyes were as deep as autumn water, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of pain in his heart.

Chapter 13: First Knowledge

As the night deepened, the moon became inappropriately brighter, but its light was much gentler than the winter wind.

Zheng Yi looked at Yu Qingqing who was laughing so hard that she forgot herself. It seemed that she was telling a story or venting her feelings, or as if she had encountered the most laughable thing in the world.

The wind is blowing gently and the laughter stops.

But those extremely bright eyes, with their slender outlines, still seemed to be smiling, either cold or charming or naive.

Zheng Yi thought that she must be a person with a lot of stories, because her eyes seemed to be telling a story.

Zheng Yi couldn't describe this feeling. He could only say that his heart, which had been lonely for his thirties and forties, seemed to have more than just the desire to survive in this strange world, and today there was one more wish left.

What's more, Zheng Yi couldn't help but shudder when he recalled the pain he had suffered in the private room today.

If Yu Qingqing had not arrived in time, he didn't know how much despair he would have to endure.

Maybe others called her Fairy Qingqing just as a respectful title, but it was different for him. When she broke into the room through the window and stood facing the light, she was already Zheng Yi's fairy.

"What are you thinking about?"

Yu Qingqing sat on the stone platform, then lightly stepped back, her white legs crossed and swaying in the air.

Zheng Yi looked down and saw that her shoes and socks had been removed without her noticing. Her delicate feet were so beautiful that they seemed to be glowing.

"bass."

The sword that was originally placed horizontally on the stone platform was suddenly nailed between the two of them, trembling and emitting a cold light.

Zheng Yi was shocked by this. Just when he wanted to shout, his mouth was locked by a force and he couldn't make any sound.

"Look at how scared you are."

"You were just thinking about the solution to the Yang Technique. If you are willing to endure the hardship, other methods besides Pure Yang Energy are also possible."

Yu covered her mouth and chuckled softly, her black hair falling slowly, and a beautiful face quietly emerged.

Like a gentle breeze caressing your face or the moon setting over the Milky Way, just by looking at her you will know that she is the most beautiful woman on earth.

Zheng Yi was stunned by the sight of this beautiful scene, and he didn't even know when the energy stopped blocking his voice.

Looking at Zheng Yi staring at him in a daze.

She just smiled and said.

"Sister will teach you how."

"How, sister will teach you how."

There is a gentle charm in her voice that makes people feel tingling, her eyes are full of tears, and her red lips arouse endless reverie.

Zheng Yi couldn't help but feel a little soft and said, "Teach me, how to teach me."

But isn't this sentence a bit ambiguous? What I practice is the art of raising yang. Does "sister teach you" mean purely guiding the practice of qi and blood like Li Bao, or other teaching methods like the fairy collecting yang?

But just as the desire began to show in his eyes, Yu Qingqing's face turned cold and his breath flowed. With a light wave of his hand, Zheng Yi leaned forward and his neck was locked.

"I'm asking you whether you want to learn or not, and what terrible thoughts are in your head." His tone was sharp and cold, like the third day of winter in the twelfth lunar month, which made Zheng Yi's hair stand on end.

"Learn, learn, learn."

Zheng Yi nodded quickly, even though it was extremely uncomfortable for him to do this while being pinched by the neck.

"That's great, of course. I'll teach you that you can't refuse."

Yu Qingqing's expression was like snow melting in the cold winter, and in an instant it became bright and sunny like spring. Her tone became soft and numb, making people fall in love with it unconsciously.

A beautiful woman with a charming smile but her heart is not moved by it means she does not understand romance.

With a plop, Zheng Yi fell to the ground. His eyes rolled around and he wanted to say something.

After all, he came from the modern era, and he has seen all kinds of beauties on the Internet, so he was a little out of control just now.

One reason is that Yu Qingqing has such an amazing aura.

Secondly, such a beautiful girl appeared before our eyes so realistically, which was really shocking.

"It's not because I have wild thoughts, it's just that my sister is too beautiful and I can't control my thoughts for a while."

"You are quite brave now. You didn't react like this to Liu Suifeng. I guess you like that?"

Liu Yuanqing curved his eyebrows with a teasing expression.

"this."

Zheng Yi was already a little nervous, and Yu Qingqing's teasing made him even more at a loss.

"Could it be that you really want to practice the Yang-raising Technique with me?"

Yu narrowed her eyes gently, with a somewhat naive look on her face, and a faint smile hung on the corners of her mouth, which made Zheng Yi's heart jump suddenly. He felt that all the charm he wanted was right in front of him.

"No, I dare not."

Zheng Yi's expression began to become dull again, and his words, which had just been forced to be calm and fluent, became intermittent again.

"Oh, I don't dare, not that I don't want to."

Yu smiled gently.

"In the sect, our lineage does not practice dual cultivation."

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Not far away, an unknown bird fluttered by.

Just after sending Zheng Yi to the grocery store to rest, Yu Qingqing stood there, looking up at the moon, and a picture flashed in her mind.

There are two little people in the picture, one is a know-it-all and the other is shy and ignorant. It is just like the same scene just now, except that the genders are swapped.

"elder brother."

The faint murmur, accompanied by a soft sigh, continued faintly.

……

The cock crows.

A secluded courtyard.

Name: Zheng Yi.

Skills: Minor success in Yang-boosting technique (52/100) Minor success in Flying Swallow Finger (30/100).

Singularity: None.

Overall, there is no change in hope, except that there is one more martial art added to it.

"pity!"

Zheng Yi opened his eyes and sighed silently.

The Yang-raising Technique gathers Yang energy throughout the body and transforms it into essence. Although it can lead to rapid progress, it does little to help one's own physical condition, and one also has to bear the risk of being a sect disciple who can take whatever fruits of his energy desires.

However, according to Yu Qingqing, this Yang-raising technique is also the basic method of the Yin-Yang dual cultivation method in their sect. In a sense, it is also an orthodox method, but it is so incomplete that only some techniques are left for them to practice and turn themselves into fruits for people to pick.

I just hope that as she said, she will really teach me today how to make up for the loss caused by the Yang-Boosting Technique.

But it is difficult to restrain the desires brought about by this yang-enhancing technique in those sluts, whether they are sexy or innocent.

Alas, it’s so difficult.

However, Yu Qingqing said that every time she dispersed her Yang, it would be difficult for her to improve her Yang skills, let alone reach perfection and practice pure Yang energy.

But even though his initial yang energy was lost, the progress of this yang-raising technique did not slow down.

Is it possible?

Could it be that the hope of permanent proof is an absolute improvement and will not be affected by the so-called side effects?

If there are other techniques behind this, I would like to try them out.

Zheng Yi pondered for a moment, shook his head, stood up, and simply tidied up the hut where he slept yesterday.

This is the grocery store in the courtyard, and he slept here last night.

I can't sleep in the same room with Yu Qingqing.

He wanted to...

After the first rays of the sun set, you no longer have to do miscellaneous chores in the courtyard, and you only need to go there every night to serve the guests.

Li Bao also said yesterday that we can take a day off today and report to him the next day after the first rays of the sun.

As for today...

Even though it's a rest, you can't relax.

Regardless of whether the Yang-raising Technique can improve one's strength, it is ultimately a prerequisite for switching to pure Yang energy.

Although the Flying Swallow Finger may not have the power to kill, Zheng Yi, who has seen many breasts, naturally knows how much fun nimble fingers can bring in the boudoir.

This is our core competitiveness.

Zheng Yi took a deep breath.

Practice.

It's just the liver.

There is a progress bar right in front of you but you don’t practice. When will you practice?

The sun had already slowly moved upwards without anyone noticing.

Zheng Yi's fingers made all kinds of complicated and tortuous movements facing the light. If you didn't look carefully, it would look like ten swallows dancing.

Crystal clear beads of sweat condensed on his forehead, sparkling in the sunlight. Even though this was a secluded little courtyard, it was still within the Tianxiang Tower, and it was still as warm as spring inside, but not as hot as the lobby.

As for why, when Zheng Yi walked in the yard and saw a gurgling boiling well, he understood.

Is this the ancient heating? Zheng Yi’s eyes twitched.

"bass."

A clear sword cry sounded.

A pretty lady with a sword on her back slowly walked out of the room. She still had that innocent and childish face, but her eyes were as cold as frost.

He had only taken two steps when he couldn't help but stop.

Yu Qingqing saw Zheng Yi's hands dancing as flexibly as a swallow, and there was some surprise in her eyes.