Outside Xuankang City.
Chongyang True Immortal and Liu Sheng used their magic power with all their strength and flew quickly towards Xuanyang.
According to He Pingan's instructions, if they cannot return to Xuanyang within two days, the cultivation of the two of them will be forcibly reduced to half a step of transcendence by He Pingan.
How is this possible?
The two of them ignored the swelling on their heads from being knocked by He Pingan, and kept activating their magic power, increasing their speed to the extreme.
Under such a violent rush, he could barely return to Xuanyang in about twenty hours.
When He Pingan saw the two people leaving, he turned into a shadow and returned to the army.
The next day, it's already time.
Jiaofangsi, Xiaoxiangyuan.
"Girl, where have you been?"
The maid Xiao Cui squatted at the door of Xiaoxiang Garden, sobbing.
Ever since she was thrown out of Xiaoxiang Garden yesterday, she fell into a coma. When she woke up, she found that Xiaoxiang Garden had returned to its original state.
Then she and several brave maids returned to Xiaoxiang Garden, only to find that they had searched the entire courtyard but could not find any trace of the oiran lady.
The last few maids left without saying goodbye, presumably to join other courtesans.
Even the former concierge guy said hello to Xiao Cui, left Xiaoxiang Garden, and went to look for his next home again.
Only the maid Xiao Cui was left, still unwilling to believe what was happening in front of her.
At this moment, a silk scarf fell into Xiao Cui's arms, and then a clear and sweet laughter sounded: "Who made my Xiao Cui angry?"
"Girl, it's you, are you back?"
Xiaocui looked up and the tears on her face seemed to have frozen.
The person who spoke was none other than the courtesan, Miss Mu Yan.
The court lady gently wiped away the tears on her face, and then said gently: "Silly child, I have never left."
“Just going out to relax”
A smile appeared on the oiran's face as she recalled what happened last night.
After leaving Xuankang City, she headed west and soon left Jiangzhou and entered the junction of Jizhou and Jiangzhou.
While passing by a farm, she saw a boy who was terminally ill. When faced with an attack by a monster, he resolutely blocked the people around him behind him and faced the attack calmly.
While passing through the town, she saw a woman who had to go to a brothel to engage in a despised occupation in order to raise her child. As long as she saw the child growing up, her face would be filled with happiness.
While passing through a mountain forest, she saw a group of merchants resting in a ruined temple, but they were attacked by bandits. The people fought back and repelled the first wave of attacks by the bandits.
Beside a cliff, she saw a couple who insisted on being together regardless of worldly opposition. They eventually jumped off the cliff to die in love, just to prove the love in their hearts!
These people may have encountered hardships or experienced hardships, but they have not lost hope in life.
She has been in Daxuan for so long, but she has never used her identity as a bystander to take a good look at the customs and customs of Daxuan.
Now it seems that Daxuan is completely different from the rigid and rigid Buddha Realm.
In the Buddhist land, the food is always just a few ordinary vegetarian meals, let alone these thrilling love stories.
Because in the Buddhist realm, everyone's marriages are arranged by Buddhism, and the people can only obey and never object.
Scenes of seemingly ordinary scenes flowed through the heart of the courtesan.
At a market, the hot steamed buns and various delicacies on the street stalls stopped her in her tracks.
She couldn't help but ask the store, asked for a basket of steamed buns, and started tasting them.
After one bite, the meaty aroma and rich juices overflowed, and she couldn't help but let out a low moan. It seemed that Daxuan's food had never felt so delicious.
Thinking that she was about to return to the Buddhist realm, the oiran lady couldn't help but hesitate.
The fireworks in the world are the most soothing to mortal hearts.
Although her cultivation has reached the level of Buddha, the court lady is unconsciously fascinated by the customs and customs of Daxuan.
Maybe you should also look for your own happiness.
The court lady murmured to herself. At this time, she suddenly woke up.
It turns out that I have never been in love with the World Honored One.
What's more, it's just a feeling of gratitude for saving my life.
After thinking about this, the oiran lady smiled, and in the horrified eyes of the store, she flew up and turned into a white lotus, floating towards Xuankang City.
On the cliff, an outstretched pine branch was crumbling. Two lovers were lying on the tree, shivering. At this moment, a white lotus held the two of them and brought them safely to the ground.
In the mountain forest, the merchants were recovering from their injuries. A white lotus flower fell on the ruined temple and restored their injuries, and then saved the gangsters who were about to attack the merchants again.
Flying over the town, a piece of gold fell from her waist and fell squarely into the woman's hand.
The woman looked around but couldn't find anyone. She could only kneel on the ground and worship the sky.
Passing by the farm, she raised her hand and the Buddha's light flashed, resuscitating the seriously injured boy who was about to die, curing his terminal illness and driving away the monster.
It was only then that she returned to Xuankang City.
"Girl, Xiao An and the others thought you were gone, so they left!"
Seeing that the oiran lady had been silent, Xiaocui thought she was annoyed that the other maids had left, so she quickly explained.
"I know everything, it doesn't matter."
The oiran lady nodded and didn't care about the departure of these people. She thought for a moment and then said to Xiaocui: "Tell Mr. Zhang that the slave family is in ill health. Please close the door and thank the guests!"
After saying that, she walked into the gate of Xiaoxiang Garden. When she was led in, she turned back and said, "By the way, buy me some delicious food from the street. I want to taste it."
Outside Xuankang City, He Pingan was following the army and was preparing to board the ship back to Xuanyang.
He glanced back at Xuankang City and detected a hint of aura from the oiran lady.
The court lady was so blatant that she just wanted to see her by herself.
But how could he let her take possession of his body so easily?
As the top sea king, not only must she be willing to sacrifice herself for him, but she must also be devoted to him!
He Ping'an showed a confident smile on his face and embarked on the return journey.
In the talisman space.
"Is this the Netherworld?"
Master Changchun woke up from his trance. In so many years, he had never been in a coma for so long like this time.
So much so that, as a second-grade monk, he was somewhat confused about his own state.
He only remembered that the army was ambushed by the blood demon, and he fell into the blood sea formation, and then passed out.
"Changchun, you wake up!"
A gentle voice sounded in Changchun's ears. He looked up and saw a sloppy Taoist sitting cross-legged at a stone table not far away.
"Junior Changchun, I have seen the Dragon-riding Martial Saint!"
Master Changchun's consciousness had returned to normal at this time, and he knew that he was not dead. When he saw He Ping'an, he knew that he had saved him, and he quickly knelt down and saluted.
"No need to be polite!"
He Ping'an lifted up the Changchun master with a flick of his sleeves, and then said slowly: "Changchun, I have called you here because of this war in southern Xinjiang. You fought to the death and killed countless monsters. I have an important task for you. You, are you willing?"
Upon hearing this, Master Changchun nodded quickly and said, "No matter what the Martial Saint orders, this junior will definitely go through fire and water."
"good!"
"A poor Taoist is worthy of a hungry soldier, please keep this technique!"
He Ping'an waved his sleeve, and a yellowed book flew out of his hand and fell into the hands of Changchun Master.
Yuqingxinfa!
It is the technique that He Ping'an obtained from Yi Dan Pavilion and can cultivate to the Golden Immortal Realm.
Compared with Changchun Zhenren's previous skills, I don't know how many times it is more advanced.
Master Changchun just took a quick glance and knew that this was a supreme skill. He did not refuse and quickly put it in his arms and kept it close to his body.
Although he is a bit pedantic, he is not ignorant.
What's more, he had no reason to refuse what Heping had given him.
"Don't worry, there's more!"
He Ping'an smiled lightly, and then waved his sleeves. Master Changchun felt his hand sink, and a white jade porcelain bottle fell into his palm.
"This is the Qingxu Pill. After taking it, it can greatly increase the magic power in your body. This bottle should be enough for you to cultivate to the true fairyland!"
He Pingan looked at Changchun Master and said with a smile.
"Thank you, senior!"
Master Chongyang quickly put the Qingxu Pill carefully into the storage ring. For him, these two treasures were urgently needed now.
"Don't be too happy too early. The task assigned to you by Pindao is not simple."
He Ping'an paused and continued to give instructions: "You set off immediately to Beimang!"
A quarter of an hour later, Master Changchun left the talisman space and hurriedly flew towards the north.
