Cen Yao didn't leave Wang Weichu stunned for too long, he said, "You think of a way."

I think of a way?

Wang Weichu frowned worriedly.

Then he looked at his hands and at the belt around his waist.

He hesitated and said, "Please Xianzun close your eyes?"

Cen Yao: "Huh?"

Wang Weichu took off his belt three or two times.

Cen Yao's throat moved.

Wang Weichu grabbed the belt, raised his arm, and reluctantly tied the belt to Cen Yao's eyes.

Cen Yao: ...

"So, what does Xianzun think?" Wang Weichu asked cautiously.

He is still not sure about Dao Fa Xianzun's mind, so naturally he has to be careful.

Through the thin belt, a faint moonlight could be glimpsed.

It blocked the line of sight, but it blocked his perception and consciousness.

Cen Yao pursed his lower lip, narrowed his eyes, and said, "I can't see it anymore."

"Well." Wang Weichu nodded.

It's better not to see.

Just to be invisible!

"I can't go." Cen Yao extended his hand to Wang Weichu.

Wang Weichu instinctively took his hand.

Cen Yao immediately inserted it along the gap between his fingers, interlocking his fingers.

Something weird.

Wang Weichu thought.

The two walked forward like this for a while, and finally let them meet a Leiguang Sable again.

That Leiguang Sable came fast and made a sharp sound: "Ah-"

In the blink of an eye.

Wang Weichu calmed down and gathered energy.

That Leiguang Sable suddenly turned around and ran back: "Woo-"

The screams were terrifying.

Wang Weichu: "..."

He weakly turned his head to look at the Taoist Immortal Venerable.

Dao Fa Xianzun still tied his belt well, and when he was blindfolded, he looked even more immortal and unattainable.

"It's because I think too easily. With the cultivation of Immortal Venerable, I just cover my eyes, but I can still perceive the surroundings..." Wang Weichu said helplessly.

"I never shot." Cen Yao said.

Wang Weichu said in surprise: "Then Leiguang Sable?"

"Maybe consciousness."

"consciousness?"

"I will instinctively release the consciousness that protects you. Although my realm is suppressed, the monks since Nascent Soul no longer rely solely on realm to suppress opponents, but also consciousness. My consciousness is still in the Mahayana period, and it must be perceived as soon as it is perceived. When it arrives, it immediately loses its combat power."

Instinct release?

Bless my consciousness?

Wang Weichu's mind quickly passed this sentence, but he didn't go too deep into it, why did the Dao Fa Xianzun treat himself like this. He digested the second half of Cen Yao's words more seriously.

"Since the fusion period, the monk has been raising consciousness?" Wang Weichu asked.

Entering the fusion period, the most important sign is the fusion of body and spirit, the fusion of heart and mind, and the fusion of essence and consciousness. Awareness plays a very important role in this.

These two words will accompany a monk throughout his life, and will be integrated into his blood and become instinctive.

And the instinct of Dao Fa Xianzun is to protect him?

Wang Weichu hurriedly suppressed this sudden thought, pursed his lips and said, "Thank you Xianzun, I seem to have realized something."

Cen Yao didn't want to interrupt his cultivation and understanding, but Cen Yao still said lightly: "If you want to curb my behavior, you must suppress my consciousness."

Wang Weichu thought, wouldn't that be unsolvable?

Who can suppress the consciousness of a Mahayana monk?

No one in the cultivation world can do it.

Unless... unless the Dao Fa Xianzun is weak, it is possible to be exploited by other powers.

"...How is it?" Wang Weichu muttered.

"Try to make me weak."

"?"

Cen Yao reached out and wrapped his arms around his waist, brought the person forward, and then leaned over to kiss: "...It's like this."

Wang Weichu felt an aura that entered his mouth.

The two of them had known how many times they had had skin-to-skin relationship on the bed. They had not drawn closer in their hearts, but their bodies were already familiar with each other. Wang Weichu immediately felt that his waist was a little soft.

Is this the consciousness of suppressing Dao Fa Xianzun?

Or suppress his consciousness?

Who is this making weak? ? ?

Cen Yao's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "If I give you Yuan Yang again, you will naturally be weak."

Wang Weichu: ?

Why did he feel that the Dao Fa Xianzun seemed to be fooling him?

But he thought about it carefully, and felt that Dao Fa Xianzun really had no meaning to fool him.

"That......"

Cen Yao raised his hand and waved.

A palm-sized palace model appeared in his palm.

Wang Weichu blinked, and before he could take a closer look, there was a flash in front of him, and the Taoist Immortal Venerable had already put his arms around him and changed places.

As far as the eye can see, they are all resplendent.

They are in that palace.

"Here..." Wang Weichu was a little shocked.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like the style of Dao Fa Xianzun.

"This is my sister's treasure." Cen Yao said.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but when he said this sentence, his speech speed was so fast, as if he wanted to quickly clear his relationship with the palace.

Wang Weichu: "Hmm."

Cen Yao suddenly picked him up, walked towards the hall, and said, "We've been walking for more than two hours, it's time for you to rest."

Wang Weichu: ?

The so-called walking for more than two hours is to see those alien beasts being scorched one after another, or fleeing with their heads in their hands. Wang Weichu felt that he did not deserve to rest.

But if he doesn't rest now, he won't have a chance to rest later.

With the consciousness of the Mahayana monks, the alien beasts in the entire small secret realm were trembling with fear, and they dared not appear in front of people again.

Wang Weichu was full of thoughts about his experience, and he recalled that in Qingfengyuan, once the Dao Fa Xianzun and him rolled into the bed, what a day and night it would be...

Wang Weichu was just a little bolder and asked: "...Xianzun, don't take off the belt, okay?"

Cen Yao paused: "Yes."

Wang Weichu watched Cen Yao hold him across the threshold, and it didn't seem to affect his vision.

... That Dao Fa Xianzun said "can't go" before? ? ?

Wang Weichu gritted his teeth and became more courageous.

As soon as Cen Yao put him on the bed, he immediately grabbed the hairband on his head, and when he pulled it, the strands of hair fell, and the hairband also fell. He grabbed the headband, pinched Cen Yao's wrist, and tied it up in three or two strokes.

Cen Yao's throat moved: "Huh?"

Wang Weichu looked at his face carefully, and saw that he showed no sign of anger, so he made up a random statement: "...I saw it written in the booklet recording the exercises. I will try it."

Cen Yao: "Well."

Wang Weichu played the abacus very well, and thought to himself, this way, he would not be tossed to the point where his waist and legs would be soft. He was obviously a cauldron, but he couldn't carry it.

But he had never taken the initiative like this before, and he was a little embarrassed for a while, not knowing where to start.

He first pushed the Dao Fa Xianzun down, and then slowly sat up.

Cen Yao was very patient today, waiting for Wang Weichu to grope a little bit and move himself, and then he systematically sent spiritual energy into Wang Weichu's body...

His hands were bound, his eyes were covered, and he hardly moved.

But Wang Weichu still felt tired, and slowly, he didn't even know how long it had passed...

"Xianzun, why, why haven't you..." Wang Weichu bit his lower lip, and was embarrassed to ask the rest.

He just wanted to know why Yuan Yang didn't let out.

Cen Yao stroked the hair band on his wrist.

He can't see, and his five senses are naturally stronger.

His hands were tied again, just thinking of Wang Weichu taking the initiative to get close to him, he could put Wang Weichu on the bed for three or five days without staying there... Where would Wang Weichu save effort by using such a method? It will only prolong the stress time.

Cen Yao pursed his lower lip, but didn't say a word.

Wang Weichu couldn't, so he had to bite the bullet and think again.

But he is not good at teasing people by nature, and he is not a true Taoist partner with Dao Fa Xianzun...

In the end, he really had no choice but to tear off his hair band and said with a blushing face, "... Anyway, it's better to invite Xianzun."

Only then did Cen Yao rip off the belt covering his eyes with his backhand, and clasped Wang Weichu's wrist tightly.

Wang Weichu only felt the skin on his hand tighten, and when he regained his senses, he was already bound.

Cen Yao squeezed his waist tightly, changing from the gentleness just now, and suddenly became fierce and strong.

"I have to look at you." Cen Yao said.

Wang Weichu's body and consciousness seemed to be smashed to pieces and completely disintegrated. He heard the words in his ears, but he couldn't understand what he meant.

It wasn't until after a while that Cen Yao stared at him, his eyes were cold to the point of indifference, but a scorching spark seemed to bloom... The next moment, Wang Weichu also felt that what he wanted was already into his body.

Wang Weichu remembered what he said just now.

So you have to look at his talent, talent...

Wang Weichu blushed and bit his lip, unable to say a word.

When Cen Yao picked him up and walked in the hall, he did not let go of his waist.

Wang Weichu couldn't help but asked again, "...Isn't Xianzun weak yet?"

Cen Yao lowered his eyes and said in his ear, "It will take three, four or five more times. Let's endure one more time."

It seems to bring a coaxing smell.

Am I being deceived? ? ?

Wang Weichu was puzzled for a moment.

But soon he didn't have the clear consciousness to think about these things.

...

When Wang Weichu came out of the palace again, Cen Yao stood silently behind him, and his aura really restrained a lot.

And after Wang Weichu "eats", his spiritual power has risen to a higher level.

Wang Weichu was a little annoyed, he didn't talk to Cen Yao, he just walked forward quickly, and after a while, he met Lei Guangdiao again. This Leiguang Sable is strange to say, and I don't know if it has heard the same kind tell him that there is a villain here, and it has no intention of taking the initiative to attack when it sees them.

Wang Weichu glanced back at Cen Yao.

Cen Yao rubbed the golden circle on his wrist.

That thing can really bind him.

Wang Weichu raised his hand.

He looked at Cen Yao again.

Well, fine...no sign of doing it.

Wang Weichu raised his hand and released the spell towards Lei Guang Diao.

"boom--"

Leiguang Sable still turned into coke.

Wang Weichu frowned: "How could this be?"

Cen Yao: "I didn't do anything, and I didn't move my consciousness."

Wang Weichu had no choice but to move forward. Who knew that when he shot, it would still be baked into coke.

The strange beasts that the two of them had blasted together could make a barbecue shop.

Wang Weichu gritted his teeth and looked back at Cen Yao.

Cen Yao: "After the cloud and rain, your mana has greatly increased."

Wang Weichu: ...

Can he still practice successfully today?