Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

Song Wen smiled faintly, "I conceived these obscene clothes myself and found people who are proficient in female sex to make them for me. But are they still in the eyes of Elder Chen?"

The storage bag contains more than a dozen sets of sexy underwear. Song Wen drew drawings based on his past life memories and found someone to sew them.

The underwear from the previous life was not very gorgeous when brought to this world, but it was better because of its novel style.

This is a collision between two different worlds and cultures.

"It's so beautiful, so novel." Chen Feihe's eyes shone and he was amazed.

He withdrew his attention from the storage bag and focused on Song Wen again.

His wariness towards Song Wen has been thrown out of the window, and all he has is reverence. It's like being a newbie meeting a master in the industry.

He no longer has any doubts about Song Wen's hobby of cut sleeves.

If he didn't love red makeup to the extreme, how could a man come up with such a novel obscene garment.

"Zhang Daoyou is so smart that he was able to come up with such a novel style, which impressed Chen."

"As long as Elder Chen likes it, these gadgets should be considered as meeting gifts from me to fellow Taoists."

"Zhang Daoyou is willing to give these to me?" Chen Fei said with joy.

Song Wendao said, "This is natural. There are only a few fellow Taoists in my generation. It is not easy to meet a like-minded person like Elder Chen. Naturally, I cannot be stingy. If these gadgets can help fellow Taoist couples and add a little more fun to the room, it can be considered a good thing." value."

"Then I won't refuse, thank you Daoist Zhang."

Chen Feihe happily put the storage bag into his arms.

Next, the two talked about makeup.

In the past few days, Song Wen has been asking the woman in the hook bar for advice on how to apply makeup and powder for bad blood. With some knowledge from his previous life, he can barely deal with it without letting Chen Feihe notice anything unusual.

During the conversation, Chen Feihe seemed a little absent-minded.

He suddenly changed the subject and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, how about we get a room and try out those obscene clothes you designed?"

When Song Wen heard this, goosebumps appeared all over his body, and he felt a chill in his heart!

No wonder Song Wen felt that Chen Feihe was not very interested when they just started talking. It turned out that he had been thinking about those dozen styles of underwear.

The thought of two men in the same room trying on women's underwear made Song Wen feel sick.

Song Wen looked embarrassed and said, "Let's forget about this. It's better for Elder Chen to take those obscene clothes back and watch them with your Taoist companions."

Chen Feihe didn't think much about it, just thought it was the first time they met, they were not familiar with each other yet, Song Wen still couldn't let go, so he said.

"It's me, Meng Lang. I'll take my leave now. We'll talk in detail next time." Chen Feihe said impatiently.

Song Wen stood up and said with a smile, "Then let's say goodbye today and talk about it tomorrow. However, can Elder Chen give me a jade slip for communication to facilitate contact."

Chen Feihe slapped his head and said suddenly, "Look at my memory, I actually forgot to exchange the jade slips with Daoist fellow Taoist Zhang. Fellow Taoist, please forgive me."

After the two exchanged the jade slips, Chen Feihe flew towards the Corpse Demon Mountain like an arrow.

Looking at Chen Feihe's eager back, Song Wen thought to himself.

"I hope he won't be... injured all over the place when he goes out in the past few days!"

...

Four days later.

Song Wen received a summons from Chen Feihe, and the two made an appointment at Chunfeng Pavilion again.

When Song Wen saw Chen Feihe, his face was red and he walked with a splayed leg.

I sighed in my heart, the Golden Pill Patriarch was indeed a ruthless person, and even the strong body of the Foundation Establishment Monk could not bear it.

As soon as they met, Chen Feihe expressed his sincere gratitude to Song Wen.

"Zhang Daoyou, those obscene clothes you designed are really wonderful. I haven't left the cave in the past few days."

Song Wen said sarcastically, "As long as Elder Chen and my husband like me. Why is Elder Chen looking for me?"

Chen Feihe's expression suddenly became a little awkward and he said softly.

"Today I'm looking for Fellow Daoist Zhang, mainly to ask Fellow Daoist if there are any other novel styles?"

Song Wen had a look of confusion on his face and said, "Yes, yes, but can Elder Chen's body be able to bear it?"

Chen Feihe smiled gracefully, with a bit of shyness. He moved his buttocks, which were only half sitting on the chair because of the pain, and said.

"Don't worry, fellow Taoist, it's okay. There is a healing elixir."

Song Wen couldn't help but admire the person in front of him.

Sure enough, every path of cultivation has its difficulties, and if you stick to the lap of Jindan Patriarch, you will also have to endure a lot of hardships.

Chen Feihe took the storage bag handed over by Song Wen, looked into his consciousness, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Another novel style that he has never seen before!

After chatting for a while, Chen Feihe thanked him again and left happily with the storage bag.

Song Wen also turned around and headed towards the cave.

The storage bag he gave Chen Feihe contained various role-playing costumes, including maid, rabbit girl, fox girl...

Now, Chen Feihe has basically put down his guard against him. As long as he contacts the opponent two more times, he can try to get the Elder Token from him.

However, things are always unexpected.

When Song Wen returned to the outside of the cave, he saw an unexpected person.

Shi Shou!

The foundation-building monk who brought him into the Corpse Demon Sect.

Song Wen has always regarded him as the biggest threat.

Shi Shou looked at the completely dark sky with a sneer on his face.

"Ji Yin, you just made it easy for me to wait."

Song Wen was alert, his eyes were fixed on Shi Shou, and he was thinking quickly about how to deal with it.

Whether he fights or flees, his strength will be exposed. A foundation-building monk pretending to be an outer disciple of the fifth level of Qi Refining will definitely make the senior officials of the Corpse Demon Sect speculate. By then, he may not even be able to leave the sect's boundary. .

If you don't run away, how sure are you that you can survive from Shi Shou's hands?

After repeated consideration, Song Wen decided to show weakness to the enemy first and look for the right time to take action.

In Song Wen's perception, Shi Shou only had the cultivation level of the early stage of foundation building. Although he was much stronger than himself when he first entered the foundation building stage, his strength was limited and he still had the ability to fight.

And whether he calculated it mentally or not, he still had a great chance of killing the other party.

After making up his mind, Song Wen had a flattering look on his face.

"This disciple is extremely yin. I have seen Elder Shi before, but I haven't seen him for several years. Elder Shi's demeanor remains the same."

Faced with Song Wen's flattery, Shi Shou remained unmoved, with sneers on his face.

"Ji Yin, you hide it quite well."

Hearing this, Song Wen couldn't help but be shocked.

Could it be that Shi Shou has discovered his true strength?

This is impossible! Even the Golden Core cultivator couldn't see his hidden cultivation. How could Shi Shou, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, be able to see it.

Just when Song Wen was in shock and doubt, Shi Shou continued.

"The aura of Du Qiu's soul left in the sect has dissipated. This matter has something to do with you, right?"

Hearing Shi Shou's words, Song Wen felt relieved. It turned out that the other party had not discovered his secret, but only knew the news of Du Qiu's death and was just deceiving him.

When Du Qiu was killed, Song Wen handled it very cleanly and was confident that no one would be able to find out.

If he was really discovered, it wouldn't be Shi Shou who came to see him, but the Corpse Demon Sect Law Enforcement Hall.

Song Wen said with a surprised look, "What! Senior Brother Du Qiu is dead? He is not kind to his disciples. He often comes to visit his disciples and guide them in their cultivation."

"Senior Brother Du Qiu had a great time, why did he die? God is so jealous of his talent!"

When talking about the sadness, Song Wen's face was full of sadness and sorrow.

Shi Shou's face was indifferent, as if he had seen through Song Wen's hypocritical performance.

After a while, Song Wen saw that he didn't answer, so he had to continue.

"Elder Shi clearly understands that this disciple is only at the fifth level of Qi training, so how can he be the opponent of Senior Brother Du Qiu? Senior Brother Du Qiu is an inner disciple, and his cultivation is at least the seventh level of Qi training."