【The Immortal Cultivation Tale of a Lustful Insect】(Chapter 1, pp. 11-14)

Author: Lan Yuchen Word Count: 10931 Link: threbd-9207373-1-1.
Chapter Eleven :
The month-long martial arts tournament has arrived, and the tournament officially begins.
Seven inner disciples, three high-ranking disciples, and two elders have gathered in the Martial Arts Hall. The talent pool is dwindling, but it's still quite lively.
Just as everyone is eagerly awaiting the start of the tournament, Gu Yun has yet to appear in the Martial Arts Hall.
Ouyang Yajing seems a little nervous, because many people have bet that Gu Yun will lose the first match. Now that he hasn't appeared yet, many disciples are already gossiping, saying he's afraid and cowardly.
Ouyang Yajing thinks to herself, "Why are you so late? Are you afraid of losing? If you're going to lose, lose honorably! What kind of man is this, cowering like this?"
A quarter of an hour… six quarters of an hour… an hour has passed, and Gu Yun still hasn't appeared.
Elder Tian chuckled at Elder Li, saying, "Your good disciple seems quite cowardly; he probably doesn't even have the courage to watch the fight."
"Tian Yifei! Don't be so smug."
"Gu Yun won't be coming. Let's begin."
"Wait another quarter of an hour. If he doesn't come, we'll assume he doesn't want to fight."
"Are you stalling for time? Guo Yan is definitely the champion of this martial arts tournament."
"Someone's already talking nonsense before it's even started?"
"You!" Elder Tian laughed angrily, "Fine, I'll wait another quarter of an hour and see if that brat comes or not."
At this moment, Gu Yun was running; he hurried towards the Martial Arts Hall.
"Oh no, oh no, I overslept."
A quarter of an hour passed, and Elder Li was disheartened. His most prized disciple still hadn't arrived?
"Elder Li, accept your fate."
"Hmph, don't be so smug. Gu Yun isn't here because his strength is inferior to Guo Yan's, but he will definitely surpass Guo Yan in the future."
"He won't even come to watch. He has no ambition. What will he achieve in the future?"
Elder Li was speechless.
"I will announce the start of the martial arts tournament."
"Suit yourself."
Elder Tian gathered his energy and shouted loudly, "This year's spring martial arts tournament has seven participants. Now..." Just as Elder Tian was about to say "start," a small black dot appeared in the distance.
Elder Li saw it and immediately called for a stop.
"Wait!"
The newcomer was Gu Yun.
"Ugh...ugh...ugh...is it...starting?" Gu Yun asked breathlessly.
Elder Tian said angrily, "It's about to start!" The implication was clear: you just had to appear before it started.
"Fortunately, fortunately."
Elder Li said with a look of relief, "Good, good, that's my good disciple."
"Do you want to participate in the battle? Or just watch?"
"I, Gu Yun, want to participate!"
"Good, good, it'll be nice to see you crying and begging for mercy later."
"Hmph!" Elder Li snorted coldly.
"Everyone's here. All eight inner disciples will participate in the martial arts tournament. Let's begin!"
Gu Yun's appearance made Ouyang Yajing very happy. Even if she lost, she would accept it willingly.
"Now, come out and draw lots!"
Everyone took turns drawing lots. Gu Yun drew the number eight.
Guo Yan drew the number one. These two were at opposite ends of the board, destined not to meet in the first match.
Guo Yan didn't care. He wouldn't lose to anyone, no matter who his opponent was.
"Number one and number two will compete in the first match!"
Guo Yan immediately stepped onto the dueling platform. His opponent was a thin disciple. This disciple, realizing for the first time that he was no match for Guo Yan, immediately withdrew to avoid physical pain.
"The third and fourth level cultivators will compete in the second match!"
This time, it was Ouyang Yajing's turn to compete against a man at the sixth level of Qi Refining.
Knowing he was no match for Senior Sister Ouyang, he withdrew.
The third match was between two male disciples at the fifth level of Qi Refining, one of whom was Ren Shusong, the one who had injured Gu Yun that day.
"Go, Ren Shusong!" a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl screamed, clearly supporting Ren Shusong. This girl was Ren Shusong's lover, so of course she supported him; she was also Gu Yun's opponent in the next match.
Ren Shusong turned and smiled at her, revealing a confident expression.
From the start of the match, the two on the stage went all out, launching a fierce attack. Both were using swords, and swords were indeed a popular weapon.
Fifth-level Qi Refining cultivators didn't have much spiritual energy, at most able to unleash six or seven spell attacks. Therefore, both initially used spiritual energy as their means of attack, which also consumed spiritual energy. As the battle progressed, the number of spells they could use decreased even further.
Therefore, the contests among cultivators are not very long; prolonged battles are a major challenge for them.
Soon, Ren Shusong unleashed his signature move, the Lightning Hand.
His opponent countered with a Flying Wave Sword, and Ren Shusong attacked with both hands and the sword.
He easily won the third match.
When it was Gu Yun's turn, although his opponent was a girl, he dared not be careless.
The girl was named Gao Ning, beautiful and lovely with a good figure, though her breasts weren't as large as Ouyang Yajing's—just rather full.
Her weapon was a pair of silver rings called the Sun and Moon Rings. Incidentally, only inner disciples could possess such weapons; inner disciples could choose their weapons from the weapon pavilion.
Gao Ning and Gu Yun faced off, neither willing to make the first move. They stared at each other, and because Gu Yun lacked combat experience, attacking first would likely fall into a trap.
A quarter of an hour later, they were still locked in a stalemate.
Elder Tian shouted in dissatisfaction, "You two, hurry up and fight!"
Gao Ning stamped his foot and said, "Are you even a man? So uncouth! You should make the first move!"
Gu Yun, without blushing or panting, said, "Of course I'm a man. I don't need to take off my pants to show you. Do you think I'm a fool? I won't suffer a loss." Gu Yun's words were extremely rude, but they made the disciples below the stage laugh.
Only Ren Shusong couldn't laugh, because Gu Yun was insulting his lover.
"Outrageous! I'm so angry! If you won't come, I will!"
Gao Ning finally couldn't help but launch an attack on Gu Yun. Gu Yun thought she would definitely come close for close combat, but he was wrong. His weapon could be used for ranged attacks!
She actually threw the Sun and Moon Ring, then moved nimbly, and caught the Sun and Moon Ring that Gu Yun had parried with his sword. She maintained her distance, throwing weapons while moving to find an opening to attack.
Suddenly to the left, suddenly to the right, suddenly to the top, suddenly to the bottom, two sun and moon rings flew in from different angles, their attacks incredibly tricky.
Gu Yun also wanted to get close to her, but every time he did, she would create distance. This chase was endless, but unfortunately, Gu Yun's Cloud-Walking Wind Body technique was not fully mastered, only possessing ten percent of its original speed, which was hardly any speed at all. Of course, he couldn't catch up with Gao Ning.
In the end, Gu Yun decided to abandon his sword and unleash the Profound Fire Dragon Technique.
A fire dragon appeared on the dueling platform—no, it should be said that a fire serpent appeared. Gu Yun had only practiced for a few days, and he hadn't even grasped the essence of the Profound Fire Dragon Technique. Being able to unleash this serpentine flame was already a stroke of luck.
The situation reversed; Gu Yun, who had been on the defensive, finally had a way to attack. He used ranged attacks, so he wasn't just waiting to be killed.
"Damn it, they actually used such a spell," Gao Ning said with disgust.
The scorching fire serpent flew towards Gao Ning, forcing her to abandon offense and defend to avoid injury.
But prolonged defense inevitably leads to defeat; the power of the fire serpent was beyond the resistance of ordinary weapons. Even with spiritual energy protecting her, she couldn't withstand the scorching flames.
Slowly, Gao Ning was burned by the flames. Girls cherish their fair and smooth skin; how could she allow herself to be burned and scarred?
"Rotten Wood Meets Spring!"
Gao Ning used a wood-elemental spell. A gentle breeze mixed with green light circled around Gao Ning, and her wounds almost completely healed, leaving no scars.
"It's a wood-elemental spell!" Gu Yun exclaimed in surprise.
"This is going to be interesting; it might become a contest of spiritual energy." The disciples below the stage discussed among themselves.
Gao Ning only defended and did not attack, constantly using spells to heal her injuries, which consumed a lot of spiritual energy. However, Gu Yun was no pushover either, and continuously casting the Profound Fire Dragon Technique also required a large amount of spiritual energy. It
was truly a contest of endurance.
A quarter of an hour passed...
a quarter of an hour passed...
a quarter of an hour passed...
Gao Ning began to have trouble holding on.
"Damn it, why does he still look so relaxed? Doesn't his spiritual energy ever run out?"
After a while, Gao Ning's spiritual energy was exhausted, and she immediately raised her hands in surrender. She didn't want to injure her fair skin. Without spiritual energy, she couldn't heal her injuries, and the contest would be meaningless.
"The winners of the first round are Guo Yan, Ouyang Yajing, Ren Shusong, and Gu Yun! Rest for three quarters of an hour before the second round." Elder Tian said unhappily.
Gu Yun's victory was completely unexpected, but no one had high hopes for him. In the next match, he would face Ren Shusong, with whom he had a grudge. Could he avenge the humiliation of that day?
In the twelfth section, "Avenging the Shame
," three-quarters of an hour later, those selected for the second round had mostly recovered their spiritual energy. In fact, only Ren Shusong and Gu Yun needed to recover; Guo Yan and Ouyang Yajing hadn't used any spiritual energy.
The fifth match was between Guo Yan and Ouyang Yajing. The two had been rivals since childhood, the two most popular figures in the Guixi Sect, deeply loved by the sect members, like stars surrounding the moon.
However, in every martial arts tournament, Guo Yan always overpowered Ouyang Yajing. In the eyes of the disciples, only Guo Yan was the chosen one, while Ouyang Yajing was only second-rate.
Before Gu Yun appeared, Elder Li only had Ouyang Yajing as his disciple. His expectations for Ouyang Yajing were immense. He had always wanted to defeat Elder Tian, but had failed repeatedly. He longed for a disciple who could surpass Guo Yan to appear.
Gu Yun's appearance undoubtedly rekindled Elder Li's hope.
Although everyone assumed Guo Yan would win the martial arts tournament, Elder Li harbored a sliver of hope—no, a hope for a miracle.
On the dueling platform, Guo Yan stood calmly and confidently between heaven and earth, like a bright star shining brilliantly in the high heavens where no one could stand, unshakable by anyone.
On the other side, Ouyang Yajing was equally relaxed. She knew her opponent's strength best; Guo Yan had always been the victor, but that didn't mean she would back down. She possessed an unwavering will and wouldn't waver in the face of a strong opponent.
"Let's begin," Guo Yan said calmly.
Ouyang Yajing immediately unleashed a powerful spiritual energy, a dazzling purple aura that even Gu Yun below the platform felt immense pressure. Was this the strength of the seventh level of Qi Refining?
The third and fourth levels of Qi Refining are a watershed, as are the sixth and seventh levels. The difference between them is enormous. At the seventh level, the spiritual energy changes from white to other colors, each representing a different personality.
For example, red represents fierceness, purple elegance, yellow perseverance, and gold holiness.
Different colors of spiritual energy influence a cultivator's fighting style, and their strength also affects the opponent's psychology. For instance, fierceness can induce cowardice, elegance can instill inferiority, and perseverance can lead to submission.
In battle, mental fortitude is crucial; even if you lose the fight, don't lose the battle spirit. If your mindset is negatively affected, how can you unleash your full potential?
Guo Yan also emitted a powerful golden spiritual energy; he actually possessed golden spiritual energy—holiness!
Holiness creates a sense of tension in opponents.
Before Guo Yan and Ouyang Yajing made their move, they first tested the strength of their spiritual energy. One's energy was purple, the other's gold, clashing against each other. Gradually, Ouyang Yajing's purple energy was forced to retreat to the edge of the arena, forcing her to retreat as well.
The strength of someone at the eighth level of Qi Refining was not to be underestimated!
This caused a slight tremor in Ouyang Yajing's calm mind; she hadn't expected such a large difference in cultivation level.
Suddenly, Guo Yan withdrew his pressure on Ouyang Yajing's spiritual energy, preventing her from falling off the arena and losing. He wanted to show her the vast difference in their strength.
"Make your move, or you'll have no chance."
Arrogant! Very arrogant! Arrogant to the point of being infuriating.
But this was true; if Ouyang Yajing didn't make the first move, she would have no chance to attack.
"Dragon Flame Sword Style One, Ruthless Dragon Strike!"
A colossal fire dragon formed from towering flames—this was true dragon flame. The fact that she could unleash such a powerful attack showed that Ouyang Yajing's strength was also terrifying.
Ouyang Yajing swung her silver sword, and the fire dragon charged towards Guo Yan as if it had a life of its own.
Guo Yan didn't use magic to defend himself; instead, he used his spiritual energy to assist, simply swinging his sword. The golden sword energy easily cleaved the Fiery Dragon in two.
The sword energy flew straight towards Ouyang Yajing, who blocked it with her sword. However, the sword energy was so strong that it cleaved her sword in two, striking her heavily. She immediately fell off the dueling platform, spitting out blood and losing consciousness.
"Yajing!" Gu Yun was startled and rushed to her side.
"Good, good, good!" Elder Tian exclaimed three times. Even Ouyang Yajing had been defeated so thoroughly; who could possibly rival her?
Elder Li escorted Ouyang Yajing away from the Martial Arts Hall back to her cave.
The next match continued.
Ren Shusong faced Gu Yun; one had just entered the fifth level of Qi Refining, while the other was at the peak of the fifth level. Who would win?「天啊！这幺多火蛇？这要多大的灵气啊！」台下的弟子纷纷议论。
「啊！救命呀！我投降了，投降了。」
被火蛇掩没的任书松惊呼起来，被这幺多火蛇缠上，他吓得尿裤子了。
古云修练玄火龙诀时，无意发现自己能够一次过使出三十条火蛇，连他自己也大吃一惊，他的灵气量之多，远超一般练气五层的修仙者，简直和练气七层以上的修仙者一样，犹有过之。
但使出三十条火蛇后，他的灵气便会消耗一空。
古云及时收手，但可怜的任书松还是被烧伤了，高宁立即冲上台上为他治伤。
至此，古云终于赢出第二轮比试，但这一场比试已经出尽了他的法宝，应如何面对实力强大的郭炎呢？
第十三节战郭炎
最后一轮比试在休息三刻钟后开始。
这时李长老已经返回武者殿，刚巧看得见最后一场比试。
也就是最强的弟子郭炎对新丁古云之战。
一个是天之骄子，一个是被喻为天才，但实力相差甚远，连欧阳雅静都不能够胜过郭炎，他古云能吗？
「郭师兄加油！」
「让那不知天高地厚的所谓天才知道甚幺人才配称为天才吧。」
「打得他哭爹喊娘最好！」
台下的弟子纷纷替郭炎呐喊助威，除了在场的李长老之外，没有一个人是支持古云的。
「投降吧，我不想浪费时间。」
他狂，他傲。
郭炎表明不想和古云交手。
「战吧！」古云淡然道。
「哗！」众人哗然。
「战？你凭甚幺和我战？」
「就凭这里。」古云右手指着心胸道：「就凭一颗决心。」
「嘿。」郭炎冷笑道：「我会杀死你。」
众人都默然不语，杀人？杀同门？李长老会放过他吗？可是郭炎的表情非常认真。
对，他是说真的，他很想试试摧毁一个潜力无限的天才，那会是多幺畅快的感觉。
杀意，毫无灵气，单凭郭炎散发出来的杀意，就令到古云冒出一身冷汗。
随着郭炎一步一步迫近，杀意愈来愈明显。
不能坐以待毙！
「啊！」古云大喝一声，鼓起勇气冲向郭炎。
他手执长剑，去到郭炎面前欲要斩向他。
二指。
仅仅用了二指就将古云挥来的剑接着。
「崩！」的一声，郭炎手指轻轻一动，就将古云的剑折断。
「我要你死。」
郭炎向古云拍出一掌，夹带着灵气的一掌，打在古云的丹田上。
「好狠！」
李长老知道他真的想要了古云的命。
古云慢慢地倒下来，李长老心痛地奔上比武台。
未至之前，郭炎更想补上一剑。
就在这时，昏迷的古云进入了一种前所未有的空灵境界，四周漆黑一片，一种撕心裂肺的痛由丹田传来。
恐惧，古云的丹田已经被毁过一次，他不想再被毁去丹田，那是他的修仙路的支柱啊。
「不要！不要！不要！我不要！」
就是一瞬间的事而已。
生命之河突然爆发出惊人的灵气！
现实中，李长老及时制止了郭炎的一剑。
「你想做甚幺！」
「哼！」郭炎见事败，于是冷哼一声道：「他还没说投降，比试应该继续。」
「郭炎！莫要欺人太甚！」
「这是比试的规矩。」
「投降了，我替他说弃权就行了吧！你赢了！」
「没趣。」
郭炎欲转身离去，此时却被一股强大的灵压所镇慑。
连李长老也觉得这灵压太过可怕。
「谁说要投降？」
古云缓缓爬起来，从他身上散发着强大的灵压，没有灵气出现，灵压从何而来？
无形之气？
「难道是……无色之灵气？」李长老讶异地说。
无色灵气，没有任何感情影响，没有任何性格，无，有形于无，无生无灭，无名无性，无有之始，无灭之终，一切都归于无。
这是一种奇异的灵气，拥有此灵气者，不会受任何灵气所影响。
「怎幺可能……」郭炎愕然地道。
众人都大惊，比武台上强大的灵压强得令人心悸，有一种反朴归真的意境，竟蕴含大道真意——无。
「李长老，我没事，可以继续比试。」
「你……好好好，这才是我的好徒弟，为师全力支持你。」
「竟然能在练气五层之时就拥有这种特质的灵气，真的令人妒嫉啊。」郭炎冷冷地道。
二人再次对峙，古云手中剑已断，不能再用，于是他想起那把蓝色的剑。
从布袋中取出蓝剑，寒气凛冽，令他的右手有点僵硬。
郭炎也释放出金色灵气，如果不释放出灵气，他就有一种很不自在的感觉，不是害怕，不是恐惧，而是一种担心，担心被对方的灵压中的无吞噬。
现在的古云令到郭炎感觉到一种无言的压力，他的心乱了。
为了平静这种紊乱的情绪，他必须使出全力应战。
「万剑舞天！」
郭炎使出一招家传的无属性剑法法术，无属性的人在这个世界是很少有的，所以无属性的法术很少，如果又要是剑法的话就更加少。
万剑舞天是出自郭家的祕藉《九天孤剑》，是一本残缺的无属性人阶上品功法。
一剑出，如万剑舞于天，剑气磅礴，一剑定生死。
「破！」
古云轻叱一声，举一剑破万剑。
「剑贯如一！」
忽然，郭炎又变了招，万剑绵绵不绝，剑连剑，井然有序地攻向古云。
古云以无形之气中的大道真意「无」来抵制郭炎剑中的傲然之气。
正当古云成功拆解他的剑法奥妙时，郭炎又变一招，使出一招鱼肠剑心。
此招变化多端，威力难测，剑走弯路，灵巧迅捷，令人防不胜防。
古云心想继续是这样下去必定会败的，他无剑招可使，必败无疑。
唯一破解之法就是以剑制剑，以法破法。
金雷剑法第一招，天雷灭杀他还没领略到引剑雷鸣之祕，使不出第一招天雷灭杀。
他一路拆剑，一路悟剑，引剑雷鸣，何谓引剑雷鸣呢？
引剑又如何雷会鸣？
关键在于声音幺？
于是他静下心来，细心聆听剑声，除了剑交之声外，听不出其他声音。
「静！我要静！」古云在心中说。
「嗡……嗡……」
听到了！
是剑鸣之声。
剑何以会发出剑鸣之声呢？
震荡！
磨擦！
如何令剑嘹声彷如雷鸣呢？
增加震荡和磨擦！
如何增加震荡和磨擦呢？
想，努力地想，差一点点。
对！是风！
与风碰撞产出震荡，逆风时产生磨擦！
一个字！
快！
快得逆风出剑也一往无前。
愈来愈快则会令风阻变为零。
风动！雷鸣！
「我明白了！我明白了！哈哈哈哈！」
古云于是握剑愈挥愈快，渐渐地剑身发出阵阵雷鸣之声。
还不够，差甚幺呢？
光是有声音还没够，天雷灭杀是天降神雷结合招式所施展出的剑技，没有天雷，剑动雷鸣也没用。
怎幺办！怎幺办？
「喂，古云，你在分心耶。」月影的声音突然出现。
「我在悟剑法，你别烦我。」
「看来你遇到难题，说来听听看我能不能帮你。」
「好，我终于悟出引剑雷鸣了，但还施展不出金雷剑法的第一招天雷灭杀，光是剑动雷鸣没有用，要引天雷降临才叫成功，我就是卡在这里。」
「哦，简单了。」
「简单？」
「当然，要引天雷降临，只要令灵气和天雷产生共鸣就可以了嘛。」
「以灵气令天雷产生共鸣？」
「也就是呼唤雷神啦。」
「雷神？雷也有神吗？」
「神则道，道则天，雷始于天，亦是道，雷神当然也算神啦。」
古云被说得更糊涂了。
「可以说得更具体吗？如何用灵气呼唤雷神。」
「只要灵气有生命，有意志，命令灵气去做不就是这样简单幺？」
「去去去！你愈说愈难明。」
「哼，大闷蛋，我不理你了。」
古云继续思索，甚幺灵气有生命？有意志？灵气怎会有生命呢？
不！不对，灵气可以使身体成长和变化，当然有一种特殊的生命力啦，有生命力是不是就等于有生命呢？
不理了，沟通灵气，沟通灵气！
「灵气，灵气！快点回应我吧，我要雷神啊。」
战斗还是继续，郭炎不停变换剑招，招招相连，威力强大无匹，但是愈强大，花费的灵气愈大，而古云要用灵气抵抗对方的剑法也要消耗灵气，故此二人所消耗的灵气也都一样。
到最后谁胜谁负呢？
第十四节比武结束
战争已经持续了六刻钟了，郭炎和古云的灵气也消耗得七七八八，是时候分胜负了。
「古云，能够跟我战斗至此，你的实力的确很强，但天才之名是属于我的！」
古云没有理会他的说话，古云继续呼唤雷神。
要呼唤雷神，首先要沟通灵气，可是古云已经很努力与灵气沟通了，但却得不到回应。
眼见郭炎就要使出杀手锏，古云的心急了。
「灵气啊，灵气，回应我吧，就这幺一次就好了。」
古云的精神高度集中，意识去到一个很宁静的环境。
忽然，他产生一种莫名的感动，好像甚幺呼唤的声音似的。
他继续集中精神去体悟。
「呜呜呜。」
他听见好像风声的声音，然后一阵清风吹过他的耳边，带着阵阵细语声。
听见了！
是灵气的回应。
「请雷神，请雷神！」
意志集中，精神集中，真念一直线！
忽然，天空乌云密布，突然雷声隆隆，白芒芒的闪天如蛇似龙盘旋天际。
「成了成了成了！来了来了来了！」
古云高举手中的蓝剑，摆出一个引雷的姿势。
同时，郭炎也储气到最后阶段，璀璨金光凝练于剑之上，长发和衣服飞扬，气势磅礴。
「接我这招吧！剑龙闪！」
「轰隆隆！」
天降神雷，打在古云的剑上，皇皇天威不可欺！
「去死吧！看我这招天雷灭杀！」
金龙与白雷相撞，爆发出惊天动地的巨响，大爆炸一触即发！
「轰轰轰！」
刺眼的光芒和巨大的灰尘令所有人不敢正视。
过了一会儿，尘土和闪光退去，众人才将视线放回比武台上。
「谁胜谁负呢？」
「好强的比拚啊，连比武台的毁了。」
「你看，那边！」
尘土完全散开，郭炎的身影露了出来，他灰头土面，头发披散，衣衫破烂，狼狈不堪。
「哈哈哈，我不会输的！」
另一方面，古云身处之地也显露出来，他用灵气护身，仍然保持诸平静的容貌，脚下的比武台一个部份也保留了下来。
「古云！我不会……输……的……」
郭炎最后倒在地上昏死过去，胜负立见。
古云的灵气也油尽灯枯了，他累得坐在余下的比武台的一角。
「郭师兄输了！」
「天啊！郭师兄堂堂练气八层境界竟然输给一个练气五层的新丁！」
「呼！变天了！」
「可恶！该死！」田长老不停咒骂道。
「精彩！精彩！」其余三位高阶弟子都十分高兴看了一场激烈的比武。
落幕了。
「我现在宣布，今年春季的比武大会，优胜者，古云！」
「哗！」
随着李长老的宣布，比试冠军属谁就定下来了。
……
三天后，古云的洞府中。
欧阳雅静受的伤已经好了，不会有后遗症留下。
二人就在古云的洞府中聊天。
「想不到你真的能打败郭炎。」欧阳雅静微笑着道。
「那是不是应该对现我们的承诺？」古云笑得很甜。
「甚幺承诺？我不知道。」欧阳雅静装作不知的说。
古云大是紧张，道：「我打败了打败你的郭炎，那我不是超越你了吗？那幺你也得嫁我了啊。」
欧阳雅静含羞带嗔的说：「谁要嫁你。」同时别过头不看他。
「你撒赖！」
欧阳雅静站起来，离开石桌笑道：「我是说你的实力超越我才考虑嫁给你。」
古云扑向欧阳雅静，欲要抱着她，谁知她身法轻盈，很容易就闪开了，古云扑到地上去。
「你无赖！」
「嘻嘻，谁才是无赖呢？」
古云爬起来，边聊边乘机走近她：「你说话不算数。」
「我闪！」古云又扑个空，欧阳雅静走到正厅的一角，道：「我说是考虑，考虑啊，你明白吗？」
二人你追我逐，古云几次想扑向欧阳雅静，但都扑个空。
终于，古云想出一个办法，他装作心口痛，引她中计。
「哎呀！痛！」
「你别装了。」
「真的痛呀，哎呀！可能是和郭炎比武是用气过度所致。」
古云跪到地上，双手掩着胸，这时欧阳雅静真的以为他留有伤患，于是走近他，道：「你没事吧。」
「我……」古云突然来个饿狼扑羊，道：「我才没事呢？」
古云扑倒欧阳雅静，他死死压着她。
「你无赖！」
「呵呵，我是无赖啊，我就无赖给你看！」
古云俯身想吻向她，她却转头躲开了。
「救命呀！非礼呀！」
二人在地上滚来滚去，扭扭缠缠，打打闹闹，好像一对小夫妻一样。
最后，欧阳雅静反过来压着他，二人含情默默地互相对望，双方的呼吸都能够感觉到。
情愫何时产生的呢？
感情这东西实在奇妙，二人都对对方有兴趣，这是不是叫感情呢？
激情，不需要理由。
那怕只是昙花一现也好。
她慢慢地低头，直至将自己的唇印在他唇上。
浅浅的，温柔的，双方开始动嘴，又吸又吮，又舔又咬。
不知谁先伸舌头到对方的口中，不用即可，一用当即无法停下来。
由初吻到激吻，再由激吻到索吻，二人彼此都需要对方，用对方的绵绵情意来滋润自己的空虚的心灵。
修仙之路，艰苦又漫长，重重险阻之后才偷得浮生。
仙心孤寂，唯有用爱去填满那份时日的空虚。
二人一边吻一边把自己的衣服脱掉，最后脱光衣服才继续接吻，同时二人大战到床上。
古云的双手不停抚摸欧阳雅静的嫩滑身躯，脸颊、胸脯、蜂腰、背部、臀部。
欧阳雅静紧紧的搂着古云的颈，抚过他结实的背，留下一道道爪痕，激情澎湃，可歌可泣的爱情啊。
吻久，唇分。二人喘嘘嘘地凝视着对方。
「雅静，我爱你。」
「古云，我也爱你。」
「让我看清楚你的身体，不要害羞，都交给我。」
「嗯。」
古云仰起身子，侧身望着眼前娇嫩的鲜花，美，很美，美得不能形容。
「你的胸脯很大。」
「不喜欢吗？」
「喜欢，爱死了。」
古云一手抓住欧阳雅静的酥胸，不单止大，又弹又挺，她的玉乳可比蜜瓜般大，当中一定有很甜美的瓜汁了。
「噢嗯嗯……轻一点啦……会痛哦……」
欲罢不能！
古云双手肆意地玩弄她的肉乳，他紧紧抓住，又搓又揉，拉高按扁，最后又低头吻咬她的乳头，用舌头舔那如铜钱般大小的乳云。
欧阳雅静发出嘤咛之声，唉唉哼哼，唧唧哦哦，犹如一首美妙的乐曲。
最后古云慢慢地向下移，把头移向她的私隐处，那片已经湿漉漉的桃园圣地。
「不要舔那里，很髒的。」
嘴上想不要，低却辗转逢迎，腰也弓起，连腿也缠着古云的头。
这就是女人！
古云终于嚐到女人的滋味了，那甘甜如蜜的淫液，是他嚐过最好味的清泉。
当他发现花中的荳蔻已经动情，他忍不住用手挑逗它。
「啊啊嗯嗯……不要……太刺激了……我会……我会……」
金黄色的尿液喷洒而出，喷得古云满脸都是。
「嗄，你尿尿了。」
「对不起……我忍不住了……」
「你要怎幺赔我？」
「我……我……」
「我要进去！」
欧阳雅静颔首回应，事已至此，她早就把自己奉献给他了。
虽然古云是第一次和女人作最亲密接触，但淫虫王千年的记忆不是骗人的垃圾，他清楚知道女性的最敏感地带，尽情挑逗，令对方失陷，是淫虫王最大的骄傲。
性技，是淫虫王天生的本能，女人，天生就是给淫虫王为奴的。
提枪上马，没有迟疑，破瓜之痛，终需要面对，处女丧失，给了自己的男人有甚幺问题？
问题是之后的关系处理吧，这一点古云早就想好了。
「痛呀，原来破瓜是这幺痛的，呜呜呜……」
「一会儿你就爽了。」
「你怎知道？」她想了想，道：「哦，你不是处男，难怪这幺熟手。」
「去去去，我是货真价实的处男子啦。」
「骗人！」
「没骗你。」
「哎呀！不要动，好痛呀！」
古云才不理会她的抗议，他知道这痛苦之后的快乐是无与伦比的。
Passion, madness, sweat and tears intertwined—love is complete devotion, especially in the pleasures of love between men and women.
Both are willing, so why not be together?
"Slap slap slap slap slap!" Gu Yun thrust his hips with all his might, each thrust, each lift, carrying the force of a thunderbolt.
The sounds of flesh music played a captivating song.
"Ah...mmm...oh...how can this be...so...so beautiful...feeling..."
Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night; their battle of flesh was even more spectacular than Gu Yun's duel with Guo Yan.

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