Liang Shaochong woke up from the second level of heaven. It was already early morning.
At this time, a soft light purple appeared in the east, and the blue-white dawn and the faint morning mist blended together, dyeing the mountains and rivers.
Liang Shaochong was also shocked when he checked his own cultivation.
At this time, the pulse in his body was 34 centimeters long, more than the size of an adult's fist. It rotated rapidly along his body. From a distance, Liang Shaochong looked as if there was a python coiled around his body.
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Liang Shaochong remained motionless, quietly experiencing this wonderful feeling.
Suddenly, Liang Shaochong heard the sound of someone using Qinggong to fly 500 meters away, and they were running in his direction. With a thought in his mind, he immediately withdrew his pulse sense and hid in a hidden place behind the rock.
Liang Shaochong didn't want others to know that he was practicing here. He didn't want others to know that the quality of his pulse sense was even better than the ordinary Earth-grade pulse sense.
After all, such a big pulse!
In the past five thousand years, Zihuan Continent has never appeared before, and even Li Yujie, the most evil genius in the Jiazhou Empire, has never had such a great sense of earthly origin.
Now, if Wu Baihan had known that Liang Shaochong had developed a superior pulse sense in just eight months, many people would have been frightened to death on the spot.
The length of the pulse determines a person's level, while the size of the pulse determines the quality of the pulse.
The difficulty of cultivating the size of the pulse is far more difficult than increasing the length of the pulse.
Otherwise, there are tens of thousands of pulse cultivators on the Zihuan Continent. Those who can condense the Huangpin pulse sense can be regarded as rare geniuses in Fangchi City; and those who can condense the Xuanpin pulse sense are even more rare.
Genius among geniuses.
As for an adult's fist-sized pulse sense, it is rare for the entire dynasty and empire to appear once in hundreds of years.
However, for the sense of pulse that exceeds the size of an adult's fist, this has never appeared in the entire Zihuan Continent in five thousand years.
Only exists in ancient legends.
As soon as Liang Shaochong had hidden himself, the man ran to the place where Liang Shaochong was sitting cross-legged just now.
"Who could this person be? Could it be that he is just like me and came here to practice pulse skills?" Liang Shaochong was very curious.
Liang Shaochong leaned out slightly and looked intently at the person coming. Judging from his back and figure, that person turned out to be Wu Baihan's second son, Wu Qinghong.
"What's he doing here so early?"
Liang Shaochong was even more filled with infinite curiosity.
Liang Shaochong knew that Wu Qinghong was a famous slacker in Wu Sha Fort. Although he had good talents, he was extremely lazy in cultivation and would not wake up until lunch almost every day.
But this time, why did you get up so early?
Wu Qinghong came to the place where Liang Shaochong had just practiced. He kept pacing back and forth, sometimes looking up at the sky, sometimes looking around, with a very anxious expression, as if he was waiting for something?
Liang Shaochong hid behind a rock not far away and watched for a while, fearing that the other party would discover his whereabouts, and wanted to slip away without knowing it.
At this moment, I suddenly heard a sound of clothes blowing in the distance, as if someone was running towards here.
Liang Shaochong was shocked and hurriedly leaned down, not daring to make any sound.
I saw a graceful figure flying across the treetops, and finally turned into a cloud and landed lightly on the edge of the rock. The faint morning light shone on her face, with willow eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, full of charm.
The visitor turned out to be Li Rujing, the third wife of the castle owner!
Li Rujing is wearing an onion-white dress with silver embroidery, and her exquisite and undulating curves reveal the charming charm of a mature young woman.
After Liang Shaochong saw the appearance of the visitor clearly, he almost exclaimed, countless doubts arose in his heart...
What did these two people want to do when they came here early in the morning?
Is there any secret that must be solved here? Why can't it be solved in the fort?
Thinking of this, Liang Shaochong trembled all over, his palms were cold, and he didn't even dare to take a breath.
"Are they having an affair here?"
The most ridiculous idea suddenly appeared in Liang Shaochong's mind.
"My dear, I thought you were so cruel that you wouldn't come! We haven't been intimate for more than two months, and I really miss you." When Wu Qinghong saw Liu Meixin arriving as promised, he showed an expression of surprise,
Uncontrollably, he took a few steps forward, his breathing became heavier, and he fiercely pulled Liu Meixin into his arms.
Liu's eyebrows were filled with anger, she stretched out her jade finger and tapped Wu Qinghong's forehead: "Dead enemy! I see that you don't miss me at all, you just want to have sex with me..."
"My dear, what do you want to do with me?" Wu Qinghong kept gently stroking her smooth shoulders and plump and exquisite chest with his hands, and said with a lewd smile.
Liu Meixin turned her face sideways, pretending to be angry, and sighed quietly, saying: "You don't really like me either. I think you like Liang Shaochong's little maid."
"Conscience of heaven and earth! How can that little maid be compared to Sanniang? We only have a tryst once every two months. As an energetic person, I really can't hold it in. I just find a girl to vent my anger. Sanniang, don't be angry.
? Unless we have a tryst once a week."
After that, Wu Qinghong gently pulled the belt of Liu Meixin's skirt, and the dress was like a shadow sliding across the water, falling quietly against Liu Meixin's smooth and graceful body. Inside the clothes, a delicate body that made the man's blood swell was revealed.
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Those smooth shoulders, that plump and exquisite chest, that slender waist, those crystal clear, slender thighs with soft curves, and those delicate ankles... everything makes men lose their minds.
"Scumbag! He actually fucked his own mistress."
As soon as he heard them talking about Xiaoping, Liang Shaochong became even more furious.
At this time, Liu Meixin asked again: "I heard that Liang Shaochong is only at the second level of pulse sense and can defeat you, a mid-level pulse disciple. I suspect that the quality of his pulse sense is at least yellow grade. What do you think?"
Wu Qinghong snorted coldly: "I get angry when I mention Mr. Liang. Why does his pulse feel so strong? It's just that my father has repeatedly told me not to cause trouble to him. Otherwise, how can that kid survive these two months?"
So cool. But now I have found a way to deal with him? "
"What can I do?" Liu Meixin asked.
"In half a month, my master will come to Jingchu Town to investigate the tragedy in Cuiming Valley and find the missing pulse treasure. At that time, I will point all my fingers at Xiaozi Liang to see if he is still dead? You know, I
The master is an outer disciple of the Purple Flame Sect, no matter how powerful that kid is, he can't resist one of my master's fingers." Wu Qinghong said with murderous intent in his eyes.
"What a trick to kill someone with a borrowed knife!" Liu Meixin praised.
Wu Qinghong's eyes shot out with passionate passion, looking at Liu Meixin's beautiful body, he hissed: "Don't talk so much. Let's have a good intimacy first to relieve my dry field!"
Liu Meixin closed her eyes weakly, shook her head and said, "No, there's another question I don't understand?"
"What's up?"
Wu Qinghong smelled her sweet body fragrance and felt the smoothness and softness of her skin. A wave of heat rushed up from her Dantian. His blood was surging. He aimed at her slightly parted lips and was about to kiss her deeply.
Liu's eyebrows turned slightly to one side, dodged over, and said with a smile: "Little pervert, don't worry? I have been with your father for eight years. In the past few years, have you often heard your father talking about his dreams at night? What are you talking about?
My uncle is not dead, so I asked him to hand over the secret book of pulse skills quickly. I asked him during the day, but he didn’t tell me. What’s going on? Your third uncle has been dead for ten years, why is he alive again? "
Wu Qinghong's expression became weird, and he suddenly stretched out his hand to cover Liu Meixin's mouth, and whispered, "You must not spread this, otherwise, our Wusha Fort will face disaster. I only know that Third Uncle has not
He died and was locked up in a secluded place by his father. For the past ten years, my father had forced him to hand over the secret book of Huang Level Pulse Kung Fu. But the third uncle refused, and it has been like this for ten years."
"Huang Level Pulse Kung Fu!" Liang Shaochong's heart skipped a beat after hearing this.
The Huang Level Pulse Skill can create a dynasty and an empire. If any family obtains it, it can only give them time to make waves on the mainland and establish great achievements.