"Have you got the blood so quickly?" Fu Yao had never had much contact with the gods, but the gods who looked down on all living beings were not easy to talk to, so Zhongli only went out for one trip and gained something, and the speed was still a bit beyond her expectations.

"Well, blood is not a difficult task." Everything depends on strength.

With the blood of gods and ghost tears, the next step is to make talismans.

Fu Yao is a wise man, and he took the initiative to take up the responsibility of drawing talismans. "We divide the work and cooperate, you can take the blood, and I will do it."

However, for this kind of runes that had never been made, Fu Yao did not rush to draw them, but tried them with ordinary cinnabar first.

It has to be said that the difficulty of this life-combining talisman is indeed very high. Fu Yao is a master of great success and still has a pile of yellow paper to draw, so he gradually got started.

On the day of talisman making, Fu Yao first went back to Daoguan and ate and asked Zhao Xingtai to contribute a table of delicious food. Then she went to the teahouse at the foot of the mountain to play Paijiu with everyone. After all the cheating behaviors and winning a bunch of copper coins, she still felt a little uncomfortable.

The feeling was like a shackle that had been bound by her for hundreds of years, and suddenly one day she was about to be opened. She always felt a little unreal.

After Zhongli knew her condition, he said nothing and took her to the vault under the tomb.

This vault is a real warehouse made of gold. Looking around, gold exudes a confusing luster under the brilliance of the night pearl, which makes people unable to stop.

"After the talisman is painted, all these golds belong to you." Zhongli stood at the door of the vault and said lightly.

Fu Yao took a deep breath and took out ghost tears, divine blood and yellow pen on the spot. In the heavy and gorgeous light of gold, she quickly drew the life-combining talisman.

The lines of the life ties are complicated. If you want to draw them, you must combine your energy and spirit, and complete them in one go, and there will be no stagnation in the middle.

Seeing Fu Cheng, Zhongli: "..."

"Okay!" After drawing the last stroke hard, Fu Yao felt a little exhausted, but the dark golden runes floating in the air made her feel more accomplished.

This is her life.

"You have to rest first, I'll go out." Zhongli carried her into the jade coffin. He couldn't use this rune casually, so he had to confirm it again.

When he went to get blood this time, another purpose was to ask if the identity of the old man Conch was true. Unexpectedly, during the investigation, he also knew something else.

"Okay." Fu Yao knew where he was going. None of them was foolish. It was impossible for others to believe whatever they said. "Then you will leave these trivial matters to you."

After Fu Yao closed his eyes and lay down, Zhongli came to the residence of the old man Conch again.

The old man Conch was not surprised at all with his arrival. He asked Zhongli to look at the mark on his soul first, "This is a mark that cannot be erased even if death is gone, unless the soul is scattered."

"Where is the woman who used the life symbiosis with you?" Zhongli asked.

He learned something about the old man Conch from other gods, and knew that he had voluntarily abandoned the fate of immortality for a woman, went through thunder tribulation, and sought the fate talisman, but the result was not good. After the woman changed her fate, she abandoned him.

"She?" The old man from Conch shook his head, "I don't know, it has nothing to do with me."

Zhongli looked at him for a moment and said, "I understand."

...

After Fu Yao rested in the jade coffin, he returned to the Taoist temple first.

After bathing and burning incense, Fu Yao gave Sanqing statue aside and lit the thickest incense, and then waited for Zhongli to come back with peace of mind.

When Zhongli came back, it was time tonight. Fu Yao placed his body in the Taoist temple and his soul came to the next door.

When she came, Zhongli was bathing.

When she walked down the jade steps, she saw Zhongli soaking in the steaming hot spring pool at a glance. At this time, he was closing his eyes, his hair on both sides was casually tied with a jade hairpin, and a strand of hair on his cheeks was wet and stuck to his face, and water drops fell from the hair and dripped on his collarbone.

For a moment, Fu Yao felt a little like he had accidentally seen Emperor Xuanzong of Tang who was taking a bath. Well, Zhongli was the Concubine Yang.

"Cough cough", Fu Yao coughed twice, reminding him that she was here.

Zhongli opened his eyes and saw that Fu Yao had stepped into the hot spring with one foot, and then she was flooded by the hot spring pool.

When he was practicing this pool, he left a deeper area in the middle, which was specially used as a medicine pool to assist him in his practice. The water from that area reached his neck and covered Fu Yao's head was not a problem.

After waiting for a while, Zhongli saw that Fu Yao had not shown up for a long time. He couldn't help but look over. As soon as he approached the area, Fu Yao was hugged and dragged into the water by the sudden emergence of the neck.

"Your hot spring pool bullies me for not being tall, so I can only bully you back." Fu Yao hung on Zhongli, raised her face from the water, and looked confident.

It would be fine if the girl just clinged to him with her hands, but her legs were a little bit different. Zhongli was not the one who could push the opportunity out. He covered her waist and back with his hands, "Are you sure you bullied me?"

Listening to his dark voice, Fu Yao deliberately rubbed him, "It seems you are ready."

Since they came tonight for dual cultivation, there is no need to be as pretentious as they were when they were young, and they would go straight to the point without saying much nonsense.

Although I have never eaten pork, I am so old that I know how the pigs run. I touched and grabbed for a long time and found a way soon.

The water mist in the hot spring was shrouded in the clouds, and Fu Yao hung on Zhongli with a humming and closed his eyes, and secretly licked it from time to time.

"Wait," Fu Yao suddenly spoke, "Zhongli, why are you different from the ones you write in the book?"

"What book?"

"Don't mind any book. The books say it will hurt and swell. Why don't I feel it too much?"

“…that’s the finger.”

"Forehead……"

"Is this the feeling?"

The next moment, Fu Yao suddenly opened his eyes and his whole body collapsed.

Seeing her like this, Zhongli kissed her lips and signaled her to relax.

After adapting for a while, Fu Yao leaned on him and said, "I really want to understand why so many people are addicted to human desires."

Zhongli also had the same feeling at this time, and he did not expect that one day he would be willing to fall into this simple human desire.

"Is this the combination of spirit and flesh?" Fu Yao said again.

"It's more accurate to remove the first word."

Fu Yao tried it, and the life-combining talisman was indeed motionless. "What should we think of the unity of spirit and flesh."

"This has to be tried slowly."

"Just try it, I won't lose at all anyway." Fu Yao looked at Zhongli's face, "I'm really lucky to be able to be with the prince of the Great Wei for a while."

"I've talked so much, it seems that I'm adapting." Zhongli reached out and covered her eyes. Seeing that she was still about to speak, he leaned over and kissed her lips, "Concentrate."

After a long time, when the devastating pleasure came, Fu Yao finally understood what the unity of spirit and body was.

Once they reborn, they relied on each other. After a while, they agreed to make another agreement. This time, they seized the opportunity to refine the life-combining talisman, but this talisman was extremely difficult to refine. Until Fu Yao's body had not yet consumed all the spiritual power that had not yet been heated, the talisman was only refined into the first pattern.

Looking at the whole complicated rune, Fu Yao said with regret: "It seems that this is not something that can only be done at one point."

Zhongli looked at her and said, "This can be continued tomorrow. What I am more curious about now is what book you mentioned before, so can you borrow it to me?"

Fu Yao made a quick decision and stretched, "Ah, I'm so sleepy, I'll go to bed first."

Zhongli stopped her, looked at her with deep eyes and said, "After all, I am just a newcomer, and there will always be something that makes you dissatisfied. For the sake of our happy cooperation, I think it is necessary for me to practice several times according to the book. What do you think?"

Looking at Zhang Junyan in front of her, Fu Yao thought of the previous "cooperation" between the two, and she blinked, "I think it's OK."

The next day, Fu Yao helped his old waist back to the Taoist temple, muttering "Men's sex misleading people" while throwing the book he got from the Qinlou Chu Pavilion into the brazier and burning it, "Books are good books, but Zhongli is not a human being."

After the book burned, Zhongli came.

"What are you doing?" Fu Yao turned against him.

"Just just passed by the foot of the mountain, Manager Jiang invited me to sit down." Zhongli said extremely naturally.

"Is that so? I still have the strength to run around." As soon as I said that, Fu Yao knew that he had said the wrong thing.

Looking up, Zhongli across from him looked at her and smiled, "Although I don't know what caused you this illusion, I will work hard tonight and strive to have no strength to run around tomorrow."

Fu Yao: "..."

At night, Fu Yao made up his mind to only refine talismans and would never do extra exercises.

But she still underestimated men, especially those who were ridiculed.

The next day, Fu Yao, who was resting on a recliner, said: Oh, you really can't live if you commit suicide.

Four days later, Xiao Ruser and Tian Xuanzi, who were thrown on the boat, finally arrived in Lishui.

After they arrived in Lishui, they first marveled at the Qingsong Temple. After knowing that this Taoist temple was the masterpiece of a group of ghost craftsmen, Tian Xuanzi even hired people to paint the Qingsong Temple and take it back as a reference. As for Xiao Ruser, he even said frankly that he would stay in the Taoist temple for a while.

Fu Yao was casual about these things.

New guests came to the Taoist temple, and they seemed to be friends of the owner. Shopkeeper Jiang and others were very happy, so at the reception banquet, Zhongli next door was also invited.

At this time, summer has not passed, Zhongli is wearing a refreshing lake blue gown with flowing cloud patterns on his cuffs, like jade and bamboo.

As soon as he took the seat, Xiao Ruser wanted to ask Master Fu and him why they left first, but saw a suspicious red mark under his collar.

Xiao Ruser was stunned for a moment, thinking that he was dazzled. He took a look again when he leaned into his heart and listened to Master Fu Guan's whisper. This time, he saw clearly.

Lord Zhongli, who is clean and keeps himself as jade, is not close to women, has also been chewed by someone...
Chapter completed!