The fragrant mist lingers and the water flows.
Wisps of light smoke slowly rise from the gaps in the palace, and the moist mist seems to be blowing against your face, soft and clear, clear and jade-moist.
"Want to try me?"
Chen Heng had already changed the fetal breath into the zodiac sign of "Ingot Gold True Qi" when it was in the Qi training realm.
The nature of the body is so sharp that even when the eyes turn, it seems to be making the tingling sound of rolling sand and sharpening the blade, which is sonorous and compelling to the ears and eyes.
The energy, blood and essence were all covered up by the Bokeh Shape Convergence Technique, leaving only most of it.
At this time, he was just a genius from a small sect.
When the Qi is released, although it is very high-spirited, wanton, and fierce, it lacks a bit of Taoist roots.
If there is a monk with a high level of Taoism here, he will know that this is nothing more than strength on the outside without any further inspection.
It looks like there are pillars in the wall and adobe at the head of the kiln. It is clear that it has not been taught the truth.
Although he can achieve prestige for a while, he will not be able to achieve it for a long time.
If it has not been forged by water and fire, tortured by cold and heat, if there is a heavy rain and the river floods, it will not take a moment or three, even if it is a miserable end, the house will collapse and the house will be destroyed. The foundation is weak, and there is no hope of eternal life.
In fact.
Those talented disciples of small sects, such as Baihedong Zhou Xingling, Blood Lotus Sect Qin Xian or Xuanzhen Sect's Yan Zhen, etc., all have this appearance.
The true energy of the ninth level and the thirty-sixth level is completely different between each level.
The difference between the disciples of the big sect and the disciples of the small sect, just in the first step of practicing the Qi method, has already widened the distance as deep and wide as the abyss of heaven...
Since he discovered the ulterior motives of the cave master, Chen Heng has always shown himself in front of others with the zodiac sign of the Xuanzhen sect's "Ingot Gold True Qi", which concealed the inner reality of "Taishi Yuanzhen".
Even when fighting with the monks from the Blood Lotus Sect in the Huaiwu Cave, he deliberately controlled his energy and prevented it from leaking out.
Otherwise, there is no need to be too plain and beautiful.
His fetal breath skill alone, which is comparable to ordinary Zhenqi, is enough to cope with it.
…
Chen Heng's eyes flashed, and although he was a little wary in his heart, he was ready to take action at this moment. If he hesitated, he might have made the Huaiwu Cave Master wary in vain, and he would have missed a major event. ,
So he only paused for a few breaths before striding forward with his sleeves rolled up.
And just when he was about to leave the palace gate.
Among the maids in colorful clothes, one of the leaders, with pear blossom makeup on her eyebrows and a charming appearance, suddenly bowed down and spoke to Chen Heng.
"Your honor, please stay a little longer."
Chen Heng took one look, stopped walking and said nothing.
"Please allow me and the other sisters to change their clothes first, and then we can serve the distinguished guest and wash ourselves."
The woman who spoke first was about twenty, her skin was as radiant as snow, and her lips were like red vermilion. Different from other female waitresses, she also had a bright pearl hanging from her waist. The ripples of light illuminated her, which further showed her different status. Come.
She glanced at Chen Heng shyly and angrily, her eyes moved with a coquettish aura, and she said with a sweet smile:
"Lvzhu from the slave family, I don't know what kind of clothes your distinguished guest likes. During the washing, the slave family and the sisters can put on all of them for your distinguished guest to enjoy, and -"
"I don't need anyone to serve me."
Before Lu Zhu finished speaking, she was coldly interrupted by Chen Heng:
"The cave master is about to give a lecture. How can I have sex with his maid in the execution ground of my senior? Retreat quickly and don't say any more!"
"Honored guest, there is no disrespect in this. Let me wait for the sisters to serve. This is also what the master specially ordered. It is-"
The sight of a cooked duck will fly away.
Lu Zhu couldn't help but become a little anxious, and without caring about her dignity, she reached out and grabbed his sleeve.
Just as the green jade fingers moved, Chen Heng glanced at her expressionlessly.
Suddenly, my skin felt as if it had been scraped with a knife, and the pain was unbearable.
For a moment, he was sweating like rain, and his body was stiff as if he was being targeted by some kind of predatory beast.
After waiting for a while and finally calming down, I was shocked to realize that my clothes were soaked with sweat, and even the makeup on my face had been spent a lot.
"...It seems that my declining appearance means that I am no longer worthy of your respect. Or maybe your taste is different? Don't you like women?"
This is the first time in my life that I have been rejected mercilessly.
Luzhu's face turned red and white, but finally he forced a smile and took out the wooden sign and waved it.
I saw a hole in the pavilion in the distance suddenly opened, and a group of beautiful and charming men wearing light gauze jumped out.
These men all had girlish make-up on their faces, and their clothes were bold and bold, almost as if they were baring their chests and abdomen. They were about to come closer when Luzhu summoned them.
"Honored guest——"
Lu Zhu just forced a smile on her face and was about to ask.
However, Chen Heng turned around expressionlessly, and as soon as the door opened and closed, his figure disappeared from the spot.
"..."
Her face suddenly became even more ugly, she gritted her teeth hard, and her charming face was distorted and discolored.
A long time passed.
Then he waved the wooden sign again and drove the group of men back to the pavilion. Without saying a word, he turned around and left.
Until they were far away, they entered a side hall and asked a group of maids to close the door of the hall.
Luzhu then tore up the ink paintings on the wall to pieces as if to vent his anger, smashed many jade plates and fine porcelain, and yelled for a while before taking a breath.
"Sister, this person is about to be transformed into a devil by Madam today, just like us. What are you so anxious about now? Why are you so angry for nothing?"
A maid who knew Luzhu Rourou held her hand and advised:
"When he becomes a demon, he will naturally be unable to control his emotions and burn his body with six desires. My sister is a red-made demon conceived by the madam herself, and her caste is far above him. What do you want him to do? Can he still violate you?
When that time comes, don't talk about getting into his bed.
Even if he is asked to bark like a dog and beg for mercy from you, sister, is that so difficult? "
After saying these words, all the girls couldn't help but cover their lips, which finally made Luzhu's expression brighten a little, and she showed a slight smile.
She stretched out her hand and held up the half of her face that had fallen down and was hanging on her cheek.
He carefully approached the mirror and smeared several layers of waxy and greasy ointment back and forth until it finally stuck firmly, covering the pile of rot maggots and flies under the dough and covering up the overwhelming stench.
"You are right! I am the red-makeup demon conceived by the madam herself with her own blood. I will give birth to a blood heir with the young master in the future. My caste is definitely far above his, how can he disobey me!"
Luzhu smiled coldly, pressed the half of his face that he had taken off before, and said:
"He was so angry that his good appearance almost burst. It's not my fault."
She turned around and gave instructions, and then several maids in colorful clothes walked out of the hall with smiles on their faces. In an instant, they brought back several strong men.
The men did not resist after being brought in. Although they were tall and powerful, their faces were filled with blank joy, and there was a trace of saliva flowing from the corners of their mouths, as if they were already stupid. Can be manipulated at will.
"It's a pity that I was still too short when I was pregnant. I could only eat some mortals and fetal breath, but I couldn't eat to practice Qi Shi."
Luzhu sighed inwardly.
The most important thing for the Red Makeup Demon to climb the ranks is the essence of the human body, regardless of the yin and yang of men and women. As long as enough is collected, the blood medicine can be successful.
But she is still a newborn, and it is difficult for her to digest the fetal breath of the fetal breath monk, let alone a Qi practitioner with a stronger Taoist practice.
"After I ascend the rank, I think the master and his wife will think more highly of me. Neither I, the red-makeup demon, nor the young master, the demon with extraordinary powers, are ordinary people. In order to reassure me, I should be willing to grant my small requests."
While thinking about it, Luzhu also turned over on the bed, and with a move of his hand, he took a strong man over and lowered the gauze curtain, thinking:
"Although that man just now is a man and he is so rude, he is so handsome! It makes me so jealous! I wish I could have sex with him on the spot!
However, it is not so easy to keep him by your side...
I'm afraid my wife will get jealous after seeing it and want to fight with me. That would be a headache! "
Full of sadness, the bed shook violently, and the sound of breathing came and went.
It only takes a few dozen breaths.
As the dark blue gauze curtain moved, a figure fell heavily and flew out, rolling on the ground for a few times until it touched the threshold and finally stopped.
At this moment.
The man, who was originally as strong as a liger, now had a layer of crisp skin covering his bones. He was as breathy as a gossamer, and his oily skin was as thin as a cicada's wings. You could almost see the wriggling dark red organs inside.
In just a few dozen breaths, he seemed to have aged for a decade, his hair turned gray. Finally, after a short breath, he tilted his head and became silent again.
The next moment, amid Lu Zhu's satisfied laughter, another big man lifted his feet off the ground and flew towards the bed involuntarily.
Just when the mandarin ducks were turned over and the red gauze tent was moved.
the other side.
Chen Heng, who had changed his clothes, continued to walk towards the altar of Huaiwu Cave Master, led by other maids in colorful clothes.
"Just now, a spiritual thought swept over me several times. Looking at the evil aura, it was most likely the evil and angry Yin Sheng Demon... Fortunately, you used the bokeh shape reduction technique to cover up the fetal breath well. You can see the clues, otherwise it will be a problem!"
In my mind, the voice of Ancestor Fu Shen suddenly came out:
"Why do you have to bathe and change clothes in the hot spring first? I understand! It's obviously because I'm afraid that you are wearing some kind of inner armor or carrying some kind of protective means in your inner clothes, so I'm on guard!
Not only that, even your Qiankun bag has been scanned inside and out, and your family’s fortune has been ruined! "
"The devil can still see the things in the Qiankun bag?"
Chen Heng was slightly surprised when he heard this and also said in a voice message.
"How strange. The Heavenly Demon is actually a Void Locust, not to mention it is an evil and angry Yin Sheng Demon. Although the lower-grade talisman of the Qiankun Bag has the ability to perform internal functions, it is very crude. Naturally, it is difficult to hide its ears and eyes."
Ancestor Fu Shen laughed and said:
"You are completely broke now, but apart from those few buckets, you really have nothing else! Don't worry, don't worry, that stupid devil will not recognize the magical function of buckets and won't believe it!"
"Is there any way-"
"After you achieve the Purple Mansion, you will be able to store everything in the Purple Mansion. It is an inner world created by God of Heaven. It is absolutely impossible to peek inside!"
Before Chen Heng could finish speaking, Ancestor Fu Shen had guessed what he was thinking and explained helplessly:
"Besides, the person looking at your Qiankun Bag is a demon, and only the best among these locusts can be so powerful!
If it were that Huaiwu Cave Master, he wouldn't even be able to tell. You kid, don't worry too much, you'll be suspicious every day! "
Chen Heng was thoughtful when he heard the words and pondered for a moment.
Along the way, the two of them talked endlessly.
Ancestor Fu Shen was extremely curious about what happened between Chen Heng and Wei Lingjiang. He wanted to find out the truth many times and would not give up until the truth came to light.
But unfortunately, the man in front of him had a very tight-knit rapport, and Patriarch Rao Fu Shen couldn't figure out his true thoughts no matter how he tapped from the side.
Ancestor Fu Shen was so angry that his face turned green and purple, purple and green again, and in the end he could only give up in despair.
"It's a pity that you don't go to death row. You're so tight-lipped that you can't even pry it open. There's no point in being sentenced!"
Ancestor Fu Shen cursed and was about to continue speaking.
But he suddenly frowned and became silent.
"Stop transmitting messages, it's on someone else's side..."
After saying this last sentence, he fell silent.
Chen Heng looked up.
I saw a bright yellow palace not far away. The four doors were wide open and it was very empty. Only in the center of the palace stood an altar made of jade, about three feet high, and sitting on the altar. There was a tall, well-dressed Taoist, who was the master of Huaiwu Cave.
Under the altar, there were three apricot futons placed, with two people already sitting on them.
"Your honor is due."
The maid in colorful clothes who led him took a deep look at Chen Heng, then inexplicably covered her lips with a smile, pulled back her clothes and retreated.
"I've met the cave master and two Taoist brothers."
Chen Heng did not hesitate, waved his sleeves, strode to the altar, and Shi Shiran slapped his head.
"My little Taoist friend seems to be doing well, very good, very good."
Huaiwu Cave Master waved his whisk, paused slightly, and said with a smile: "No need to be polite, please take a seat."
"Fellow Taoist is here, please, please."
The other two people on the futon did not dare to neglect at all, and quickly stood up to return the greeting, with a very respectful attitude...
Because Yuan Yangsheng noticed something was wrong and used the Fei Lu Guo to escape first, his vacant seat was filled by a Qi practitioner from the Blood Lotus Sect.
Chen Heng, San Xiu Lu Yu and a Qi practitioner from the Blood Lotus Sect.
All together.
These are the top three places where you can have the opportunity to listen to sermons——
After the ceremony, they didn't exchange much greetings. They just found their futons and sat down.
After Huaiwu Cave Master talked about the scene for a few words, he didn't say much. He went straight to the point. With a smile, he explained a superb Taoist technique of using armor to change shape and change one's body to die.
Like clouds and rain, they fall from the ceiling.
Talismans, Qi collection, pill formation, spirit refining, puppets...
Talk about mystery once and talk about Tao.
The master of Huaiwu Cave didn't hide his secrets, and spoke eloquently in a golden voice, as if he wanted to hold nothing back.
The Taoist teachings of a Dongxuan master, let alone a casual practitioner, are undoubtedly a great opportunity for the disciples of the sect.
Everyone under the altar was as drunk as crazy, completely immersed in it, and they didn't know how much time had passed.
Half an hour passed quietly.
Suddenly, Chen Heng felt alarmed and opened his eyes inexplicably.
The gentle voice of Huaiwu Cave Master was still in my ears. This time, he was talking about the smelting method of Dabao Huangdan. Both Sanxiu Luyu and the Qi practitioner from Blood Lotus Sect listened with rapt attention and closed their eyes in deep concentration.
But in his ears, what was originally an ordinary prescription became increasingly absurd and evil.
Rivers of blood, corpse wax, skulls, rot flies...
The screams slowly came out from nowhere, getting louder and louder! Higher and higher!
finally.
The void in front of me was as hazy as a veil.
A skinned bloody corpse cried and squeezed into the world, opened its arms so fiercely, and hugged him!
