Chinese comics: meticulously crafted from the goddess of Zhu Xian

Not far from the seat on the left, there is a bead curtain made of vertical beads, which covers the scenery behind. Only the gaps between the beads can vaguely show the interior.

There is a small, slightly arched door on the right. The furnishings inside are very simple and quaint, without any luxurious decorations. It is very plain.

Ling Yi lifted the beaded curtain and entered the side bedroom of the boudoir. The scene inside left Ling Yi dumbfounded and shocked.

There was an ice coffin placed in front of the bed.

There is also a spirit tablet in front of the coffin. Ice mist emanates from the ice coffin, which falls beside the coffin and does not dissipate even when it touches the ground.

There is a calligraphy painting hanging on the ice wall, with a big word "Tao" written on it. The brushwork is exquisite and every stroke is powerful. The thick black words are particularly eye-catching against the snow-white ice surface, creating a sharp contrast between the two.

Ling Yi came to the ice coffin with a bit of trepidation and curiosity, took a look at the carved patterns on the spirit tablet, and showed a bit of surprise and regret:

"The position of the True Yu Patriarch."

"He is actually the master of Uncle Shuiyue and his wife."

Ling Yi was surprised. He took a step forward and walked to the ice coffin. His eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the ice and catch a glimpse of the person sleeping in the coffin.

He thought about it for a moment and decided to push open the lid of the ice coffin. After a heavy sound, a faint fragrance came out from inside.

The smell made him feel intoxicated and a little light-headed. It was obvious that this was the unique body fragrance of a woman.

Just like her master's wife Su Ru and senior sister Tian Ling'er, they each have their own unique body fragrance, and when you taste it, it's like eating the most delicious food.

The ice room where Ling Yi was located emitted a cold light, which shone on the smooth ice walls. The layers of ice walls refracted the cold light in all directions, illuminating the entire ice room bedroom, and emitting soft cold light everywhere.

Looking at the ice coffin of Patriarch Zhen Yu in front of him, Ling Yi thought of her as the master of his master's wife and uncle Shui Yue, and it was rumored that she was once the most beautiful woman in Qing Yun Sect. His heart began to beat fast.

Trying to suppress his uncontrollable emotions, he fanned a few times, and the cold fog dissipated a lot. Then he lowered his head to take a closer look.

When Ling Yi saw the scene inside the ice coffin clearly, what he saw and heard left him stunned.

The woman in the ice coffin still maintained her beautiful appearance. Her stunning beauty was no less beautiful than Shuiyue, Su Ru and other women, and even surpassed them. It’s just that she didn’t open her bright eyes.

Ling Yi's hand fell outside the ice coffin, looking at the woman inside, he exclaimed: "Master Zhen Yu is so beautiful, and her body is preserved exactly the same as it was in life in this underground ice world."

Theoretically speaking, Zhen Yu came here to seclude himself and has not appeared for so many years, which is equivalent to burying himself.

However, there are extremely cold icicles and ice walls everywhere around here, so it is difficult for the body to rot, which is why she has been preserved until now.

Ling Yi didn't think much about it and looked at the Zhenyu Patriarch carefully.

Time had not left a single wrinkle on her beautiful cheeks, nor did they have the color of a frozen corpse. Instead, they looked somewhat rosy.

The towering "big white bear" seemed to be trying to break free from her translucent purple dress.

Two slender white hands rested quietly on the flat belly.

His eyes swept across Zhen Yu's delicate body, staring at the body wrapped in the purple skirt for a long time.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that she was still alive, or rather, there was still a last breath of life hanging on to her, but for some reason she had fallen into a deep sleep.

"What is this?" Ling Yi's eyes swept across and saw something inside the ice coffin, and his gaze suddenly fixed.

It was a small purple-gold bell, hanging on a bracelet and placed on the side of the ice coffin like an ornament.

He found this place because he heard the sound of the bell.

Is it hard to say that it was the other party who attracted me?

This thought appeared in Ling Yi's mind, making him feel that it was possible.

He stretched out his hand tentatively and touched the beautiful face of the stunning beauty in the ice coffin.

I found that it was indeed like a living person, soft and warm.

"Could it be that he really didn't make a breakthrough during his seclusion and fell into some kind of deep sleep and never woke up again?"

Ling Yi made a guess.

He thought that since the other party was his master's wife, Uncle Shuiyue's master, and had used this bell to lure him here, she should not harm him.

Then, he circulated his spiritual power and injected it into her body to try and see if he could wake this beautiful woman up, but found that it was useless.

Then, he tried the unique "Powder Qi" energy in his body and input it into her body.

After a while, the little hand that Master Zhenyu placed on his lower abdomen actually moved, as if sending a signal.

"He's really not dead." Ling Yi looked at the finger that moved slightly in shock and paused.

However, the opponent did not get up, but just moved as if his "pink energy" energy activated his body.

Afterwards, Ling Yi tried again to increase the output of "pink air" and enter her body.

After a while, the face of the woman lying in the ice coffin actually showed a hint of pink red, as if it was caused by some kind of happiness, distributed on both sides of her cheeks, the more you look at it, the more moving it becomes...

Ling Yi stopped, looked at the "pink" energy in his hand, and then looked at the beautiful ancestor with pink cheeks.

As the master of this energy, he naturally knows the effects of this energy.

What he didn't expect was that this energy actually had an effect on a "living dead" and seemed to be able to wake her up.

Ling Yi increased the output of "pink energy" again, and her fingers moved again, but there was still no sign of waking up.

"Maybe it's because my 'Powder Qi' energy is not strong enough."

After in-depth "meticulous crafting" with his master's wife Su Ru, Ling Yi's "powder energy" energy was enhanced, and he also realized that if he wanted to make this energy even more powerful, he had to practice the most in-depth dual cultivation with a woman.

Although he also talked and worked with his senior sister Tian Ling'er, he did not complete the last step of "stir-fried bamboo shoots with meat".

The increase in the energy of "Powdery Qi" cannot be compared with the dual cultivation in the dream of Master's Wife Su Ru.

Now, if you want to wake up the beautiful master who is the master’s wife.

We also have to make the "pink energy" energy stronger.

Ling Yi stopped and looked at the woman in the ice coffin. Ling Yi thought of his beautiful master, Master Shuiyue.

The woman in front of her is her master. If Shuiyue knew that she could be resurrected, would she be excited?

If he knew that he could save her, but only by using the "Powder Qi" energy, would he decide to "dual practice" with himself to strengthen the Powder Qi energy for the sake of his master?

When this thought appeared in his mind, Ling Yi felt a little excited.

Although he is small now, when he drives with his master's wife Su Ru, he can knock her dizzy and fly into the sky.

He liked this extreme happiness brought by dual cultivation more and more, and wished he could drive with his master's wife every day.

If he could practice dual cultivation with his beautiful master-aunt Shuiyue, who is a stunningly beautiful woman, the joy he would experience would definitely be no less than that of his master-wife Su Ru.

Moreover, with the dual cultivation with Master Shuiyue, it became a natural thing for him to go to Xiaozhu Peak in the future.

Lu Xueqi, the heroine of the Zhu Xian world, is so beautiful that she makes people fascinated.

Now that she is still young, I can have a good "communication" with her and lay the foundation for dual cultivation in the future.

"This is entirely feasible, as long as it is planned properly."

Ling Yi has a small body, but the desire in his heart is extremely huge.

In the future, when he had power and status, he even wanted to capture all the beauties in the world of "Zhu Xian" and set up a huge harem.

Even if it is her, she can still be taken under my stick.

Ling Yi once again turned his gaze to the Sleeping Beauty in the ice coffin.

Chapter 18: Always thinking about betraying the teacher and destroying the ancestors

Observation without distance.

Ling Yi could take a closer look at the appearance of the beautiful ancestor Zhen Yu.

Her eyebrows are as white as smoke, and her eyelashes are curved and curled upwards. Below her eyes is a small and tall nose, and below the nose is a cherry mouth, which is small, rosy, and has watery lips that seem like they could kiss out water. She is extremely sexy.

Her rounded chin and soft lines make her face amazingly harmonious.

The pink neck is long, the skin is extremely smooth and white, and below the neck is the snow-white chest.

There are two holy and towering white bears on the chest, which are round and plump, so white and dazzling.

There is a deep, immeasurable hook between the two great white bears, which makes people want to dive into it and never come out.

Ling Yi admired and looked at it, his gaze fixed on the snow-white area under Master Zhen Yu's neck.

The thought of betraying one's teacher and ancestors always makes people feel excited, and it is even more so when doing it.

Ling Yi is a man of action, he does what he thinks.

A magic hand reached out and accurately landed on the snow-white white bear of Master Zhenyu, touching it lightly. The extremely soft touch made him reluctant to let go.

Afterwards, he reached into the purple clothes, grabbed the soft and big white bear, and felt the beauty of it.

While doing the act of betraying his teacher and ancestors, he stared at the face of his ancestor Zhenyu, wanting to see if she had any reaction.

After looking at her for a while and seeing no response, his magic hand moved upwards and gently stroked her smooth cheek. His movements were very gentle, for fear of disturbing this icy beauty who had been sleeping for who knows how many years.

After a while, Ling Yi stopped and sniffed the hand that had touched Master Zhenyu's cheek and the big white bear. He found a faint fragrance left on them and muttered a few words: "It feels really good. Even though he fell into a deep sleep and has been in this state for so many years, his body is still as normal as that of an ordinary person."

Ling Yi was a little excited.

Since he has decided to save the ancestor Zhenyu, before that, he must feel the ancestor's beauty. If there is a chance, Ling Yi even wants to do something more exciting.

The absolute jockey who destroyed his ancestors made the beautiful ancestor Zhen Yu his woman.

As soon as the thought came to him, he made a decision that went against his conscience.

There was some empty space on one side of the ice coffin where Master Zhenyu was lying. Ling Yi was still young now, so after entering, he could just lie on his side next to Master Zhenyu, smelling her body fragrance and admiring her peerless beauty.

His eyes fell on the thin lips of the beautiful Zhenyu Patriarch, and he found them extremely tempting.

Without any hesitation, Ling Yi kissed her on her cherry lips.

He opened his mouth, stretched out his warm tongue and licked her thin lips back and forth, never getting tired of it.

He repeated the action for a long time before he stopped.

However, he did not release his kiss on Master Zhenyu's thin cherry lips. Instead, he pried open her pearly teeth, inserted the head of his penis into her mouth and stirred it, stirring her little fragrant vagina. With a strong suck, he sucked her penis head into his mouth and savored it carefully.

It doesn't feel cold, but warm, soft, moist and delicious like normal.

As he savored the beauty master's fragrance, he felt her fragrance secreting sweet juice, which went deeper and deeper.

People who practice Taoism, especially those who have cultivated Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao to the Shangqing realm, will have a pure body.

This kind of physique is already that of an immortal, and is incomparable to ordinary people.

Patriarch Zhenyu was a powerful person who had cultivated to the peak of the Shangqing realm. After so many years, he is still as pure as a piece of jade, flawless and spotless.

After kissing for at least a quarter of an hour, Ling Yi's tongue began to feel numb from the kissing. He felt that the beautiful ancestor Zhen Yu didn't even move her tongue, which was a bit boring.

He stopped, with a wicked smile on his face, his eyes slanting through the bottomless hook between the big white bears.

How can one who betrays his teacher and ancestors not taste the flavor of this big white bear, the beautiful ancestor?

Before his brain could issue a command, Ling Yi's palms pressed down on his own initiative and he couldn't help but grab the two big white bears.

I just feel it is wonderful.

Ling Yi smiled evilly and said, "Master Zhenyu, even though you have been asleep for many years, your white bear is still fascinating. I like it very much."

"Don't worry, I will do my best to wake you up. Then I will let you experience the joy of dual cultivation."

As Ling Yi spoke, he took action to grasp the feeling.

The soft white bear of Zhen Yu Patriarch was so slippery that it almost escaped from Ling Yi's palm.

Ling Yi hurriedly increased the strength of his fingers, tightly grasped the base of the white bear, and pushed them from left to right to the middle, making a deep big hook.

Ling Yi leaned over excitedly and licked the big white bear of Master Zhenyu with his head. Then he put the pink head of the big white bear of Master Zhenyu into his mouth, bit it with his teeth, and began to taste and feel it eagerly.

At this moment, under Ling Yi's enthusiastic tasting, a trace of shame and anger appeared on the blushing face of Master Zhen Yu.

It's just that the body is asleep and cannot move.

After satisfying his oral and hand cravings, Ling Yi stopped.

Uncle Shuiyue didn't have much time left, so he packed up Master Zhenyu's clothes and other things and left the ice coffin.

Then he searched in the boudoir of Master Zhenyu and indeed found a piece of Nine Heavens Strange Iron that she had left behind.

The strange iron was black and sparkling with a hint of coldness. It was as big as a football, enough for him to refine and condense into a magic weapon.

Ling Yi put the strange iron away, then searched inside the boudoir again and discovered that there were other rooms behind it.