Why am I invincible again?

Chapter 33 Immortal Cultivation Invincible (33)

"Ho! What are you going to do?!"

Yao Wuxian took a step back in shock, folded his hands on his chest and looked strangely at him.

Everyone is a man, why does my wife touch him?
"Wash the marrow."

Wei Jun spoke lightly, his voice was still light.

Yao Wuxian was stunned for a while, and didn't realize what the other person meant for a while, until he felt a little coolness on his forehead continuously moving down, flowing down his neck to his limbs.

In an instant, the whole body is transparent and the pores are dilated.

The sudden comfort made Yao Wuxian almost roll his eyes.

At this second, he felt the wind in his ears, and the flowers and plants in front of him became much clearer.

The unprecedented experience made him realize that he was really washed!
Just a little bit!
No pain or itching, he has successfully washed the marrow!

The cultivation base also broke through the five-level mark at this moment, and went straight to the sixth level!

Having seen the marrow washing process of other senior brothers and sisters in the sect, they all gritted their teeth in unbearable pain.

And now, apart from wanting to fart a little, I don't feel any discomfort at all.

what's the situation?
Is this in front of you the immortal who went down to earth to practice? !

"Master, please be respected by my disciple!"

With a thud, the boy didn't have any golden Yao Wuxian under his knees, so he readily knelt down on both knees.

"You are amazing!"

Wei Jun just stood there silently, because his feet were rooted, it was inconvenient for him to kick away the man who was pulling his robe away.

"release."

"Master, you are really a kind person, with great kindness and great virtue. If you are not a fairy in this life, you will be like a cow or a horse!"

Wei Jun frowned his pale eyebrows, raised his hand and flicked his sleeves lightly.

Yao Wuxian, who was kneeling solidly on the ground one second, was thrown flying the next second, and fell to the ground in a parabola, falling like a dog and eating shit.

Aggrieved and puzzled, Yao Wuxian sat on the ground with one hand propped on the ground and the other covering his face.

"Master, why?"

Wei Jun's voice was a little cold, and it sounded like it was not fluffy goose feathers, but icy snow.

He flicked his robe, his voice was somewhat cold.

"Call Ben. I'll call my teacher's wife. It's just a meeting ceremony, no need to kneel down."

When Yao Wuxian heard it, he was immediately happy.

"Master, Master, you like me to call you Master, and I call you Master every day. What do you think, Master?"

Wei Jun nodded slightly.

With shallow eyes closed, a picture inadvertently came to mind.

Amidst the mist and water, a woman was sitting on a wicker chair, her eyes slightly squinted, her lips red and black, showing unrestrained and flamboyant between sitting and lying down.

It is obviously a familiar face, but the core has been changed, and when you look closely, it is different everywhere.

Maybe it's getting older.

Having lived in one place for tens of thousands of years, and meeting such a flamboyant and lively face by chance, I feel that life is a bit more interesting.

Perhaps, from the moment we first met.

His old tree, which had been silent for tens of thousands of years, blossomed.

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Sucked up the water and went back.

Yao Wuxian followed behind Wei Jun.

New signage has been done.

Made by Zhou Ye himself, there are three big crooked characters engraved on the black golden sandalwood.

Invincible door.

As soon as this signboard was hung on the lintel, it quickly attracted the attention of many passers-by.

This signboard is the face of a sect, so each sect not only needs to have a good name, but also has to make a good signboard before establishing it.

Not to mention everyone's handwriting, but at least it must be neat and clean.

Someone glanced at the door and shouted loudly.

"Are you, the head of the Invincible Sect, a little baby who hasn't been weaned?"

The surrounding people burst into laughter.

(End of this chapter)