Bai Jun has witnessed such erotic scenes many times in the past few months, so he is very indifferent.
Bai Jun glanced at the girl sitting cross-legged on the "white flesh". Her eyebrows were silky, dripping with sweat, and her hair was scattered. The black hair formed a strong color difference with her snow-white back.
Bai Jun's heart suddenly became cold.
He felt that this Miss Sun was a little strange.
But he saw that the charming face that was lost in joy gradually turned as pale as snow, not like a human being. Two lines of blood tears suddenly flowed from the corners of his eyes. A chill came over the surrounding area of a hundred feet, and the dark wind blew the maple leaves like blood. Falling, there is something indescribably weird.
"Cousin, don't be naughty."
As he spoke, he reached out to rub Miss Sun's body, but unexpectedly, the touch was no longer the girl's tender skin, but the coldness of the cold winter.
He opened his eyes suddenly, and a face as white as a ghost came close to his face. The human eyes had already turned into strange whites and were still dripping with blood and tears.
"Tick~"
Blood dripped down Miss Sun's face and onto his chest. Only then did Mr. Chen react and said in horror: "Ghost! Ghost! Uncle Fu! Come and save me!"
While shouting loudly, he pushed Miss Sun away suddenly without caring about anything else, and ran towards the carriage like crazy, not even wanting the Yunzhou Qianwei Brocade Clothes worth a hundred taels.
Although Bai Yan had no body, he still felt cold after seeing such a terrifying scene. He had always believed in materialistic values, but this was the first time he saw a non-scientific "creature".
Miss Sun was pushed away rudely, and she couldn't help but cover her face and cry: "Cousin, do you dislike Yun'er? You just had sex with her."
Mr. Chen's face turned pale. When he heard the clear and melodious voice behind him, which was like a magic sound, he ran madly outside the maple forest.
"Miss Sun" cried in a low voice and said miserably: "It turns out that all the heartless people in this world are heartless! Cousin, how can you have the heart to abandon me?
Cousin, I want to be with you and never be separated for the rest of my life! You told me this yourself. "Kekeke~"
Miss Sun, who was crying with her head down, made a heart-wrenching sound, stood up suddenly, turned into a white afterimage, and rushed towards the carriage.
One moment Uncle Fu was admiring the live erotic palace, and the next moment he saw a ghostly figure. He was so frightened that he hurriedly called: "Master, get on the horse quickly!"
The naked Mr. Chen was indeed a second-rate expert. Even in such embarrassment, he only jumped up to the carriage.
However, human speed is obviously not enough compared to non-human beings.
There was a flash of white light, and Miss Sun lay on Uncle Fu's body. She suddenly opened her cherry mouth and bit Uncle Fu's neck. In an instant, blood spattered three feet, and she even sprayed all over. Mr. Chen next to the carriage is dressed in a suit.
"Ah! Ghost! Ghost! Ghost!" Mr. Chen was so frightened that he turned around wildly and ran to the other side.
Miss Sun raised her face, and Uncle Fu's blood stained her pale face. Uncle Fu's body was trembling, his eyes widened and he pointed at her in fear, but from his bitten throat he could only utter "Hoo~ho~ho." ~" sound.
She casually let go, and Uncle Fu's body slipped off the carriage. Miss Sun laughed strangely, suddenly leaped in front of Mr. Chen, and fell from the sky.
"Hulala~"
Pieces of blood-like maple leaves fluttered and fell in the wind, and the female ghost in white stood directly in front of Mr. Chen with her back to him.
Mr. Chen was horrified and said: "Cousin! Yun'er, it was my fault, it was my fault! Please spare my life!"
Sun Yun'er's head suddenly turned back, her pupil-less white eyes stared at Mr. Chen, and she let out a strange low laugh.
At this moment, a golden light shone through the layers of maple leaves on Yun'er, and Yun'er screamed in agony.
Mr. Chen suddenly turned around and saw two monks, an old man and a young man, approaching. The golden light came from the golden bowl in the old monk's hand.
He escaped from death, excitedly ran to the old monk, grabbed the monk's robe, and cried: "Master, help! Master, help! She, she, is a ghost!"
The old monk nodded and said, "Amitabha! How good! How good! Donor Chen, you have been addicted to lust for a long time, and now you are entangled by a resentful ghost. This should be karma. Remember not to indulge in female sex again in the future."
Mr. Chen escaped from death and was still in shock. When he saw the savior, he nodded frantically: "Master is right! Master is right! I will never indulge in women again."
The old monk said to the young monk, "Disciple, please let Almsgiver Chen wear formal clothes first."
The young monk nodded in agreement and brought the clothes Mr. Chen left on the ground and brought them to him.
Mr. Chen's face turned red. Only then did he realize that he was standing naked in front of the two monks and hurriedly put on his clothes.
The female ghost Yun'er, who was shrouded in golden light, shouted sternly: "Old monk! I have no enmity or enmity with you, why do you want to stop me from doing something good?"
The old monk shook his head and sighed, "That's so good! The poor monk Yuan Xi is a disciple of Buddhism. Since he sees evil ghosts harming the world, he naturally cannot turn a blind eye.
Poor monk, send the donor to transcendence! "
Yun'er shouted sharply: "Old bald donkey! Why do you ruin my practice? I died with resentment and turned into a ghost. I didn't see the light of day for ten years. I sucked the souls of seven or seventy-nine men before I could practice now. Yours Cultivation requires hard work day and night, how can my practice be easy to achieve?"
Yuan Xi shook his head and said: "Amitabha! It's a sin. A poor monk who practices hard will not take other people's lives. Donor, it is the right path to transcend as soon as possible!"
After saying that, Yuan Xi threw the golden bowl into the air and it flew into the sky to cover Yun'er. He clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and concentrated on reciting the mantra of rebirth. Every word of the Buddhist mantra blended into Yun'er's nearly physical ghost body, and bit by bit he drew away the Yin Qi. , turning ghosts into souls.
However, Yuan Xi did not expect that behind him, Mr. Chen raised the corner of his mouth and slapped the secret point on his head with a palm.
The young monk was shocked and shouted angrily: "Don't hurt my Zen master!" But it was too late.
Yuan Xi received the palm unpreparedly, his face turned pale, he flipped the Zen staff in his hand and punched it out, then turned around and looked at Mr. Chen, "Who are you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Mr. Chen laughed loudly, "Old monk! Fortunately, you are also a Buddhist Zen master who condensed relics and made great aspirations, but you can't even understand the origin of this young master. It turns out that I didn't know that my performance was so perfect, even the Zen master's discerning eyes I’ve hidden it all!”
Zen Master Yuanxi's pale face became even whiter, "You are a great demon in disguise! Your demonic aura can even hide my Buddhist relics."
Mr. Chen chuckled and said, "One hundred and twenty years ago, at the foot of Qingmei Mountain, does the Zen Master still remember?"
Zen Master Yuanxi's eyelids twitched, and he couldn't help but clenched the Zen staff in his hand, "Are you that white snake from back then?"
Mr. Chen sneered, with golden vertical pupils appearing in his eyes, and a snake message suddenly came out of his mouth, "Yes, it is me, Mr. Chen! Back then, the Zen master carried out his great mission of teaching and enlightenment in Qingmei Mountain. I am hiding in the world like a bereaved dog. I can only repay this hatred with the relic in the heart of the Zen Master!"
Yun'er Li Gui, who was on the side, was seriously injured by a sneak attack on the Zen master. Seeing that the target of his attacks turned out to be a large demon in disguise, he was horrified and wanted to hide and escape while the two were confronting each other.
But Mr. Chen stretched out his hand a little, and a white light suddenly shone, and Yun'er was stunned.
Zen Master Yuanxi was calm and helpless after seeing this scene. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "White Snake, since you want the relic of the poor monk, then come and get it."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Zen master turned around, and his dark yellow monk's robe instantly turned into a bright red Buddhist cassock. The Zhengguo cassock inscribed with Buddhist scriptures released a magic spell. He held a golden bowl in one hand, a Zen staff in the other, and a golden bowl. He leaves his hand and flies into the sky, releasing golden light to subjugate demons. The Zen staff flies into the sky like a pestle that subdues demons and breaks through the sky.
Mr. Chen's expression changed when he saw this. He did not expect that this monk, whom he had not seen for a hundred years, could activate such great power even if he received his poisonous palm.
He turned over his hand and took out a sword, which was his real demon sword fed with his blood. The demon clan is not good at refining treasures, and even most of the great demons in their form cannot bring the treasure to their bodies. They only rely on their tyrannical body to fight against the real demon's magic, so there are many Enemy clan monks from all walks of life.
However, Mr. Chen had an opportunity in his early years. A master swordsmith forged a top-quality sword at the foot of Qingmei Mountain. He obtained it, condensed it with demon power day and night, and fed it with his natal demon blood. Only then did he become the natal demon sword he has today.
The long swords in Mr. Chen's hand were flying like snow falling all over the sky, and the cold light was bright, covering up the golden light of the demon clan's nemesis who had subdued the demons. With the stack of sword energy, he held up the Zen staff that turned into a giant of nearly a hundred feet.
His figure was floating, hiding as countless maple leaves fell, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity, waiting for its prey to die from the poison he injected into his body.
Mr. Chen knew that his eight-hundred-year-old self-cultivation skills as a wild monster were not as good as those of a true Buddhist master like Zen Master Yuanxi, so he waited for many years and set up today's situation. His natal spiritual poison had been destroyed with that palm. Entered the body of the Zen master.
He wants to take the Zen master's relic, a Buddhist secret treasure, and a relic elixir. To the demon clan, this relic is a elixir. As long as it is refined and swallowed, he can increase his magic power for three hundred years out of thin air and become Thousand-year-old demon!
Zen Master Yuanxi looked at the maple leaves in the sky like butterflies all over his body, then at his disciple hiding behind him, and smiled bitterly, "I'm afraid it will be difficult for this poor monk to achieve his great ambition.
White Snake, you built the mountain with monsters in mind. If you had left it alone, you would have eaten countless people. Now, since the poor monk has met you again, he will not let the demon clan have another thousand-year-old demon!
The relic is out of body! "
A bright round bead relic flew out from the Zen master's head, and the light of endless wisdom illuminated a radius of hundreds of miles. Countless people in Pingyang City bowed down one after another as if they saw gods and Buddhas.
Mr. Chen was shocked when he saw the relics coming out of his body. The old monk wanted to destroy the relics and die with him!
Buddhist relics have infinite magical uses, and those who are not true Buddhist Zen masters cannot weave relics. The relics are condensed with a lifetime of painstaking practice by a Buddhist monk. Once destroyed, even a great demon with thousands of years of practice will not be able to escape death!
"Yuan Xi, since you destroyed your relics today, your real death will be tomorrow!"
Mr. Chen quickly turned into white light and ran away into the river.
Zen Master Yuanxi smiled lightly, "White snake demon, since I destroyed the relics, how can I allow you to escape again? Destroy!"
Just like a great sun rising, the mighty golden light shines for hundreds of miles, and the sound of Buddhist scriptures spreads in all directions.
"If I achieve Bodhi, I will eliminate the ignorance in the world.
If I realize the Buddha's mind, I will do good in the world!
…”
The three-nine great wishes that this Buddhist Zen master made when condensing the relics resounded from all directions in the world!
Bai Jun saw the true form of "Mr. Chen" revealed in this earth-shattering Buddhist sound.
What a big white snake!
It's just that the white snake ran away in fear under the Buddha's light in the sky, but was eventually overwhelmed by the mighty golden light.
As for Bai Jun, the red jade bead also fell into the river along with the jade pendant, and was washed away.
Bai Yan's mind went blank, this was actually the world of immortals and Buddhas!
There are ghosts, demons, and Buddhas, he has witnessed them with his own eyes!
Everything that happened in front of him overturned his world view. It turned out that there were real immortals, Buddhas and monsters in the world, but he didn't know that they were always there.
