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Begonia moaned and closed her eyes. She had rehearsed this scene countless times in her heart. When she was aroused, the "rouge heart" in her body would surge, and her charm would rise to a higher level.
Even Li Qingshan, who was used to seeing beauties in the world, felt dazzled. Although they had known each other for many years, he felt as if spring had returned and peach blossoms had appeared for the first time. This was no longer a matter of attracting the attention of the opposite sex with her stunning appearance and graceful figure. It was the so-called "beauty" of the Buddhists.
Before Li Qingshan could react, Begonia took the initiative to hug his neck and put her fragrant tongue into his mouth passionately and clumsily. Her peach blossom eyes were full of intoxication and confusion, and she almost wrapped her whole body around him.
"Haitang?"
Li Qingshan was a little surprised. Although he thought that his charm was amazing, it should not reach the level of a human-shaped aphrodisiac. At her level of cultivation, no matter how addicted she was, there was still a trace of clarity in her mind.
However, he did not know that all these years, she had been practicing the Rouge Dyeing Method and had put all her effort into the "red line of yearning".
In order to condense that strand of yearning red thread, one had to pay a price that was not as simple as virginity. There also needed to be a feeling of yearning, like a silkworm spitting out silk, slowly wrapping around that rouge heart. That was why it was called 'yearning red thread'.
Being emotionless could deceive others, but not oneself. If one did not have a sincere heart, how could there be a sense of yearning?
Therefore, whether it was successful or not, one had to first pay a heart and endure the pain of yearning. It was like hurting oneself before hurting the enemy.
It was precisely because of this that the Rouge Dyeing Method had been passed down for many years, and countless female cultivators had practiced this method. But very few people were willing to practice this method.
If they had such thoughts, they might as well practice the other methods in the method, and then they could play with men in the palm of their hands. Was it fun to turn oneself into a love-struck fool?
Everyone liked to gain, but they were stingy with giving. This was true for wealth, and even more so for feelings. Only in this way could they be in an invincible position. In the words of Li Qingshan's previous life, once he got serious, he would lose.
However, she had sacrificed everything, like a moth flying into a flame.
Even when Li Qingshan had been exiled to space, his yearning had never stopped for a single moment. Instead, it had become even purer. He had suffered all the pain of yearning, but he had no regrets.
This was also a strange thing. Any woman who was able to cultivate this "Yearning Dye the Red Thread". It was impossible for a man to resist this enchantment that was specially prepared for him. It was inevitable that they would blend in like water and milk, implicating each other.
Begonia was no exception. Many years ago, from the moment she cultivated "Yearning Dye Red Thread", she couldn't wait to find Li Qingshan.
However, perhaps it was because of the bad fate of the "Human Face Peach Blossom Physique" that they were separated from each other, unable to meet.
Thus, Begonia could only continue to condense that "Yearning Dye Red Thread", forcefully forming that "Yearning Red Thread" into a "Yearning Net". At this moment, she could no longer endure it. It was basically like she was suffering from the backlash of the technique. The effects were probably something that even the creator of this cultivation method could not imagine.
Li Qingshan had no idea that he had already fallen into a Yearning Net. His heart was filled with tenderness and concern, which instead overwhelmed his lust. He felt like she seemed to be suffering from qi deviation, so he used the Spirit Turtle's Method of Sea Suppression to calm her down.
Begonia cleared her head slightly. She could not help but feel extremely embarrassed. She turned her head away. "What are you looking at?"
Even the tone of her voice had changed. It seemed like she was about to cry. Li Qingshan felt like a cat had scratched his heart. It was truly indescribable. If it were not for the fact that he was worried about her, his bestial nature would have erupted already.
Begonia also felt like the "Yearning Dye the Red Thread" had reached a point where she had no choice but to use it. She felt both anxious and embarrassed, conflicted in all sorts of pain. If she begged him, how was she supposed to say it? She gritted her teeth. "It's useless!"
"What?" Li Qingshan was taken aback. He had never heard of something like that in his life. He was unable to wrap his head around it at all.
"How useless."
"Fuck!"
Li Qingshan raised an eyebrow. Without any more hesitation, he slid his index finger across her chest. Her bodice, together with the belt of flowers, split open, and a pair of jade rabbits leapt out. She was even prouder than he had imagined, but her waist just happened to be slender and slender, forming an enchanting curve.
His heart skipped a beat. His index finger slid across her smooth abdomen and continued downwards, splitting the bright red dress and the silk underpants together. He felt a hint of wetness on the tip of his finger, and a soft moan rang out by his ear.
She did not try to hide her beauty at all, lying on the torn clothes and scattered love poems like a white goat. She was dyed red, giving off a soul-stirring charm.
At this moment, Li Qingshan forgot about everything around him. He grabbed her round, firm thighs and separated her tightly closed legs. He pressed forward, knocking open the door and entering the flower path.
Begonia opened her mouth, but no sound came out. Her tightly shut eyes suddenly snapped open, and a sliver of pain flashed through them. A clear tear fell from the corner of her eye, like a drop of dew falling from a peach blossom petal.
The drop of red was dyed red by yearning.
In that moment, Li Qingshan was drowned by the tide-like feelings of yearning. His heart seemed to be entangled by an invisible thread, tightening bit by bit. He lost control of his mind as a result.
A gleam of light flashed through his eyes. The spirit turtle instinctively tried to suppress it, refusing to lose control like this.
No matter how wondrous the Heart Dyeing Art was, it was only a second heavenly tribulation cultivation method. No matter how deep her yearning was, it was no match for the deathly stillness of the deep sea. Even the waves of the ocean could be suppressed, let alone the ripples of emotions.
This was the path of cultivation. There was no such thing as true love being invincible. There was only a clash of spirit against spirit, a clash of strength against strength. The victor was the master, and the loser was the slave.
Begonia seemed to sense something. Her eyes became rather flustered, and her body trembled uncontrollably. She seemed extremely weak. If this was a war, she would have already lost everything.
But why did she have to treat this as a war?
Li Qingshan smiled and let go of his mind. He bent over and merged with her completely, kissing her deeply on the lips. He allowed the thread of red to stir up huge waves in his mind. He embraced her warm body and accepted all of her yearning. He allowed her to turn him into anything.
This was not a curse, but the bliss of the boundless secular world.
Perhaps the appearance was illusory, but it was definitely not fake.
Li Qingshan felt the miniature world in his body being activated as well. The ape demon scratched its head in joy. The Ape Demon Transformation that it had just broken through began to circulate once more.
Suddenly, he came to a realization. The ape demon had always been obsessed with illusion, chasing after the moon in the water foolishly. It was not as rational and patient as the spirit turtle, completely ignoring the great principle of "appearance is emptiness, emptiness is appearance". It allowed itself to sink into the joy that was destined to be lost.
There was no need to feel disappointed. There was no need to be afraid of losing. We had nothing in the first place.
If life was like a dream, why not throw yourself into it a little more seriously?
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