Chen Guang didn't argue with Wenwen for long before he hurriedly hung up the phone. There weren't many candles left.
Tonight, he had already coaxed Lu Fei to sleep alone. If he still couldn't get some feeling out of it, it would really be a double loss.
Silently looking at the three big words "Jin Ping Mei" on the phone, he moved his eyes away again and again. Although Wenwen's suggestion was more vigorous, he didn't want to admit that he was so cliché.
The Old Man was a person with a goal and a realm. Even if he was reading erotic books to get the feeling, he had to read something a little more serious. That praying mat was so straightforward, so explosive, and had such a large scale. It should be severely criticized, how could it be used to practice martial arts!
The Old Man was lecherous but not obscene, lecherous but not lascivious. Even if he was a thief, he had to be a refined thief!
That's right, it was Xiao Mei!
He opened "Jin Ping Mei" and then quickly turned the page. He went straight to the exquisite description of the most intense battle between the Golden Lotus and Official Ximen. It was really a fierce battle, the sky was dark, the moon and the sun were dim, the wind was blowing, the clouds were surging, and the earth was shaking.
In short, the feeling was very strong. Under the pull of his subconscious and the Seven Star Candle Array, he almost completely fell into it.
However, after another ten minutes, when he thought he had completely burst out of his emotions and was about to start activating his inner strength, something went wrong again.
The tide-like feeling that he had accumulated with great difficulty suddenly faded away without warning.
At this time, the candle had burned to the last half and could only last for about ten minutes.
"Lu Ming, I think you're holding me back. You see, I'm already reading erotic books. Alright, I admit it. Compared to the Song of Righteousness, I'm indeed more suitable for erotic books. Then, shouldn't you let go of little Chen Guang? I was almost there and should have been breathing to activate the sense of qi, but after being pressured by you, my heart is like still water. Don't make me waste time! "
Lu Ming: "This Emperor is very happy that you can correctly recognize your own nature, but this matter really can't blame me. Although I'm suppressing your pile driver now, the reason is that you're not focused enough and excited enough. If you really meet the requirements of this painting scroll, the seal I placed on you will naturally be broken. Now that you are still lacking, it can only mean that Jin Pingmei is not powerful enough. Wenwen understands you better. The book she recommended for you should be just right. "
"Do you really have to rely on meaty futons?"
"That's right!"
Chen Guang lowered his noble head. Tuan Zi, so be it. Anyway, he had already given up.
Something must have gone wrong with him and he had chosen the wrong path. He wanted to be a righteous hero, but he was mercilessly labeled as a walking pile driver.
He picked up the book, and with a resolute and stirring mood, he quickly flipped to the classic passage in the classic "Jade Dumpling", and began to judge it with grief and indignation.
Time passed quickly, and the candlelight swayed gently. There were fewer and fewer candles left, and they gradually showed signs of extinguishing. The light also became dimmer.
But in the eyes of the righteous young man, Chen Guang, these hazy candlelight became brighter, as if they had turned into beautiful naked people. As the flames twisted, these little people also posed in all kinds of seductive poses.
His breathing became heavier, and the little people in his eyes also became bigger. When he looked up, it seemed to be right in front of him, but when he reached out to grab it, it seemed to be far away.
In fact, a normal erotic book should not have such an ability. With Chen Guang's willpower, if he had been prepared, he would not have fallen into it.
But now, in order to practice the "Painting Volume", not only did he let down his guard, but he also took the initiative to strengthen his comprehension in his mind and strengthen his artistic conception. With the support of the Seven Star White Wax Array, the illusion became more and more violent.
If it was a normal successor of the Wen family, he would have gradually entered the state of mind of the author of the "Song of Righteousness" or "Rivers Run Red", and a strong sense of justice would be born in his heart. He would feel injustice for the poor people, hate the heavens for being unfair, and shoulder justice with the world in his heart.
But for Master Guang, who had entered the Dao by reading erotic books, he could only say no.
This time, Lu Ming did not disturb Chen Guang, but secretly cheered him on.
In fact, the little trick she used on Chen Guang with her divine power was more like setting a ruler for Chen Guang than suppressing him.
The "Painting Volume" was profound to mortals, but in front of Deity Emperors like Lu Ming and Liu Li, there was no secret at all. With just a glance, they could completely see through its mysteries.
The strength she used to suppress Chen Guang's pile-driver was exactly the same as when Chen Guang's emotions were stimulated to the standard.
When Chen Guang was completely immersed in the article, his invincible pile-driver regained his freedom and raised his head to the sky!
Finally, the last drop of wax was burned out of the seven candles and they suddenly went out.
The lights in the room immediately dimmed. Chen Guang threw his phone on the bed beside him and slowly raised his head. His eyes actually glowed slightly in the dark night.
Little Chen Guang, on the other hand, fiercely pushed his loose pajamas out of the tent.
He succeeded, but also failed.
At this time, his mind could be said to be empty, without the slightest superfluous thought, except for love and lust.
So far, the women who were not too ordinary with him appeared in his mind one after another like beautiful scenes in a kaleidoscope. They were all naked, twisting their graceful bodies and extremely charming.
The poor Wen family's "Painting Volume", a good orthodox martial art, had actually been practiced by him to such an unorthodox way.
In fact, this was also one of the reasons why the Wen family's "Painting Volume" was never circulated.
Of course, not everyone in the Wen family was good, and not everyone was awe-inspiring and righteous. But with the family's bloodline, even if they had all kinds of distracting thoughts, they could still rely on the Wen family's bloodline to correct their behavior. Even if the "Song of Righteousness" was ineffective, the other articles chosen were mostly bold and unrestrained, and even if there was a deviation, at most it would be the "Book of Songs" and "Songs of Chu", and it would not deviate to the side of erotic books.
But Chen Guang was not a member of the Wen family, and his style was also very improper, and now there was a problem.
Although he prided himself on being righteous and could control his actions most of the time, his bold and unconstrained mind always liked to let his wretchedness run wild in the wilderness of his mind, like a wild horse galloping unrestrainedly, advancing a thousand miles in a day.
Anyway, it was not against the law to think about it in the mind.
It was not like I would lose a piece of flesh if I fantasized about it.
I have used all my strength to barely be upright, and I can't be allowed to control my free and unrestrained thoughts!
Anyway, no one else would know.
Now, even if he deceived the world, he still could not deceive his own heart, and his true colors were revealed in front of the "Painting Volume".
Wenwen also did not expect this situation. When she first gave him the secret manual, it was because she felt that just the outer force alone would be enough for Chen Guang to spend more than ten years. This secret manual was only a prop to attract him and divert his attention, so that he would not be hot-headed and want to get involved in his own Jianghu disputes all day long.
Moreover, Chen Guang's age had long passed the best age for martial arts practitioners to shape their appearance, and the hope of him achieving anything was even slimmer.
As for whether or not Chen Guang would be able to master it, and how long it would take for him to feel Qi, Wenwen did not care at all.
Even if you beat Wenwen to death, she would not have thought that this guy was the true Son of Destiny, and that he had the Heavenly Holy Grail, which was a cheat, and could forcibly make the impossible possible for him.
As for recommending "Jade That Praying Mat" to Chen Guang, she did not really believe it, because she understood Chen Guang, and knew that this kind of unconventional writing was suitable for him.
"Praying Mat" was considered an ancient book with some background, and it was definitely better than "Young X Purity", "Young X Guest", and "Golden Scale", right?
If he were to master those books, then it would really be the family's reputation, and the family's misfortune.
Recommending "Praying Mat" was just to avoid the worst outcome.
All in all, with countless coincidences, Master Guang really succeeded in defying the natural order tonight.
He started to build his physical body at the "old age" of 20, and in just a short two months, his physical body had reached perfection, which was far beyond the body quality required by the authentic "Painting Volume".
Now, his physique index was off the charts.
Using the "Song of Morality" as a standard, his comprehension was originally not enough, but after changing to an unorthodox path, he was able to kick an exquisite curve ball, and his comprehension index broke through the sky.
Less than five minutes after the white candle extinguished, a "little mouse" Qi was born in his Dantian, and began to run rampant in his body, passing through all the veins in his body. Everywhere it went, his muscles trembled, and his veins expanded, as if there was a surge of heat.
His nature-defying physique allowed him to completely break Wenwen's "Painting Volume" record of activating Qi in the fastest time. Strictly speaking, it only took him 15 minutes.
He succeeded on his first try, and it was extremely violent!
If Wen Wen was a genius that only appeared once in a hundred years, then Master Guang was a godly talent that surpassed the ages and dazzled the contemporaries!
However, Chen Guang did not feel happy at all, and he did not even realize that there was Qi in his body that was flowing along the veins in the first stage of the "Painting Volume".
There was no other reason than that he was about to explode, and he was completely dumbfounded.
If one often walks by the river, how can one's shoes not be wet?
He was lazy, and stole a new realm, and used tricks to get the fake scripture.
If one were to bring the martial arts of the evil sects to the Jianghu in ancient times, it would simply be a crime against the world, a treason.
Even now, Lian Cheng was a member of the evil sects.
The lascivious but not lascivious Master Guang had no choice but to lower his head to the true grievance he had been guided by the "Painting Volume".
Reason told him to be a righteous youth.
However, reason was being rubbed against the ground by the kaleidoscope in his heart.
This feeling was somewhat painful and torturous.
He gritted his teeth. According to the "Painting Volume", when activating Qi, the cultivator would indeed be deeply affected because he would be completely immersed in the text.
There was a possibility of some small problems happening if he entered the Dao with erotic books, but he was confident that he had seen all kinds of storms. At worst, he could just take a cold shower.
However, he had neglected two points.
First, most people who practiced the "Painting Volume" cultivated righteous Qi, and no one had practiced with erotic books. No one had told him how to deal with such a situation.
Second, he was not an ordinary man, but a walking cannon Chen Guang who possessed a peerless artifact, the world's strongest pile driver.
Heavy firepower was like a nuclear weapon. Once it was completely unsheathed, it would reveal its ferocious face. It was not something that could be suppressed easily.
However, he still planned to rely on himself. That's right, I want to prove that the "Painting Volume" was wrong about me!
Although my method of cultivation is wrong, I am definitely a righteous person!
I will never lower my head to evil!
Evil will never prevail over good!
Waves of sky-devouring flames were born in the void, rushing straight to the top of his head. He could not help but let out a low howl.
At this moment, Lu Mingguo's extremely sinister voice suddenly rang out in his heart. "Little brat, why do you have to make life difficult for yourself? I said before that you can have both fish and bear's paw. Think about the room next to yours. Don't you want to have Feifei? "
Chen Guang groaned in pain and argued with Lu Mingguo in his heart. "No … Okay, I want to, but I have already asked Sister Lufei to go to sleep."
Lu Mingguo sneered even more sinisterly. "But she has already heard your struggle and groan. She is about to knock on the door."
"What!"
As soon as Lu Mingguo's voice fell, banging sounds came from Chen Guang's bedroom door. Outside, Lufei asked cautiously, "Chen Guang? Grand Magister Wright Chen? What's wrong with you? Are you okay? I heard you groaning in pain! "
Chen Guang's face stiffened. It's … it's over …
Opening the door, looking at Lufei who was only wrapped in a bath towel, he thought to himself, I am controlled by the devil to open the door. My hands and feet are completely out of my control!
This is not my fault!
In the next second, he supported the back of his neck with his right hand, leaned his elbow on the wall, and leaned his body at a seventy degree angle with the ground. His face bloomed with a bright smile like that of a grandmother wolf. "Hey! Dear Madam Lufei, I am indeed a little uncomfortable. "
My face and mouth are also controlled by the devil!
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