Deng Yuanxiang was shocked when he heard this. He never expected that the other party would make such a request. He has also heard about the name of Linshui Xuan's leading courtesan. This girl's flower name is "Jiang Youyi". She came to Jiannan just a few months ago and lives in Linshui Xuan. She is the most beautiful woman in the world. , which fascinated all the disciples. However, the strange thing is that the disciples who fell under Jiang Youyi's pomegranate skirt are like crucian carp crossing the river, and there are many who spend huge sums of money, but no one dares to "take the bow". Deng Yuanxiang guessed that this woman has a great origin, and it is not... For an ordinary waiter, the conditions offered by Shen Yuanqiong just confirmed his views.
After pondering for a moment, Deng Yuanxiang wondered: "I have some friendship with the owner of Linshui Xuan. Maybe I can arrange for Brother Shen to visit me and hold a private banquet. As for the Spring Festival, it depends on my character and ability, whether I can become a Jiang Huakui." My eyes are closed..."
Shen Yuanqiong did not force it, but took a step back and said, "It's okay to have a private banquet. Thank you, shopkeeper Deng, for taking the trouble to arrange it."
Deng Yuanxiang's uneasy heart fell back into his chest. Most disciples of Buddhism and Taoism had eyes above their heads and were difficult to deal with. He was originally worried that the other party would walk away, but he didn't expect that he was so easy to talk to and didn't even offer a discount. He couldn't help but thank him repeatedly. The shopkeeper pretended to be serving his own business, and drank several glasses of Guanhelou's fine wine, asked where Shen Yuanqiong would stay, settled on the corner, and promised to come to the door in person in three days to bring good news.
Shen Yuanqiong drank all the wine in the pot and ate several bowls of "Yipin Guo". Mortal food was of no benefit to him, it was just to satisfy his appetite. Although he was transcendent, he never forgot his roots. Jiannan carried the memories deep in his heart. He confessed his feelings to Bixiazi that day, starting with "in the city where I live" and ending with "this is the human world, this is the world of mortals". Word by word, he has never forgotten it.
After having enough food and wine, Shen Yuanqiong smiled at the shopkeeper's kindness and left Guanhe Tower with a bag of gold collars in his sleeves. Deng Yuanxiang watched him disappear into the bustling crowd, returned to the restaurant, and ordered the waiter to put the account in his name and settle it at the end of the month. The waiter was a little puzzled. He didn't know where this guest came from. Shopkeeper Deng greeted him personally and received a gold collar as a gift. There was a heavy package, estimated to be dozens of taels, which was an unprecedented rarity. He kept this matter in mind and waited for his boss to come to Jiannan before finding an opportunity to report it secretly.
Shen Yuanqiong returned to Chunshen Inn, closed the door and stood in front of the window, looking at the bright moon in the lake and falling into deep thought.
He traveled across mountains and rivers to Jiannan City, diagonally crossing most of the summer land. At first, he killed monsters to extract souls to use as materials for practice. He gradually realized that ordinary monsters were of no use, until one time he met a rat monster in the barren mountains. As big as a vicious dog, the spirit's tyranny is unexpected, and it can achieve great results. Afterwards, Shen Yuanqiong disemboweled the rat demon, peeled off the skin, and tore it into pieces. He picked out an inch-long piece of white bone from the bones. It was stained with a little ink, deep and dark, and its aura was as indifferent as the black air between Qingxizi's eyebrows. Two, it’s annoying.
The dispute between Tao and Dharma is irreconcilable. Heaven's hand has reached into this world. Monsters are infected by Tao and Dharma, and their souls are so powerful that they even surpass the dragon whale on the seabed. Shen Yuanqiong's heart was like a bright mirror, and he no longer acted arbitrarily. He sensed Taoism with Taoism, looked for monsters with targeted targets, killed and extracted the soul, and promoted the "prey technique" to refine the consciousness of the sea. The progress was extraordinary. ….
The land of Xia is vast, and following the breath of Taoism to hunt for prey, Shen Yuanqiong went around in circles, specifically picking out the barren mountains, bad water, and desolate places, and found twenty-seven big monsters of different sizes and shapes. , there are all traces of ink left on the bones, thick or light, like the devil's eyes, reminding him and urging him not to relax at all.
A bowstring that is stretched too tightly is easy to break, and it is the way of civility and martial arts to stretch it and relax it. Shen Yuanqiong happened to pass by Jiannan. He was homesick for a while and stopped in the city for a while. I never missed it when I was passing by. When he was tasting the big and small dragon dumplings at the Zhu Skull Tea House, he happened to see a fragrant car driving through the world, with a white horse like a dragon, accompanied by a majestic figure, and a trace of Taoism clearly revealed behind the heavy curtain. Compared with the aura of the twenty-seven big demons, they are nothing more than dwarfs. Shen Yuanqiong calmly drank the tea soup, and after asking the tea doctor, he found out that in the fragrant car was Jiang Youyi, the top oiran of Linhuxuan.
In the evening of that day, Shen Yuanqiong went to Linhuxuan to be a generous benefactor, but failed to see Jiang Youyi. This woman is extremely beautiful in both sex and beauty. Whether she sees guests or not depends entirely on her mood. She is just staying here. Even the owner of Linshui Xuan is polite and sells her a bit of face, not wanting to be too pushy. Shen Yuanqiong retreated to the next best thing and called a waiter named "Chen Yaxian" to stay in her room all night, chatting about Jiang Youyi and secretly exploring her, but he did not notice the evil spirit.
Shen Yuanqiong was a little hesitant. Jiang Youyi's Taoism was not shallow, and he might not be able to master it even if he had some magical powers. If she were a demon, she would be forced to reveal her true form in public, in the name of subduing demons and slaying demons, which would make sense, but I am afraid that since she is a human being, she would lack a layer of righteousness, and the oiran would be bullied into the house, arousing public indignation and attracting Buddhist and Taoist monks. The door intervened, but the mutton was not eaten and the whole body was made into a coquettish person. From the beginning to the end, he never cared about whether killing a human body and extracting the soul would lead to peace and harmony. The only thing he considered was the pros and cons.
He was born in the mortal world, and he was not born with a cold nature. He has reached this stage because of the Tao and Dharma planted in his previous life. The world is unkind and the love and nature are destroyed. The beauty of the green clouds and the disappearance of the jade are the last thing that breaks the camel's back. A straw. The battle at Xilin Mountain made him aware of the subtle changes in heaven and earth, rejecting heaven and getting closer to his own body and Taoism. Before the war with heaven, this world was his most fundamental place to stand, and it was related to the source of his cultivation resources. .
Shen Yuanqiong was thinking about meeting her and touching Jiang Youyi's bottom before making any plans. When I met Deng Yuanxiang by chance at Guanhe Tower, he casually mentioned that if there were jujubes but no jujubes, he would play three poles. He didn't hold out much hope. The Taoism in heaven was imbued with the Taoism, and the great hermits were hidden in the city. How could a mere shopkeeper be able to make the middle decision?
Night enveloped Chunshen Lake, Jiannan City, and the entire summer land. During the long night, Shen Yuanqiong was not tired and had no intention of practicing. He poured out twenty-seven bones from his sleeve and rolled them on the table with a "clatter". The big ones were like palms and the small ones were as long as fingers. The thickness is different, and it spins and trembles non-stop for a long time.
Shen Yuanqiong picked up a piece and brought it close to his eyes to look closely at the ink mark on the bones. It was like a light stroke of pen on rice paper. It was dark and obscure, and the breath was looming. It was difficult to distinguish whether it was in conflict with his own body, Taoism, or Dharma. Although these twenty-seven big demon souls are powerful, their methods are mediocre. Daxia has always been controlled by the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism. Monsters have no influence. They have no inheritance and do not know how to practice. They rely solely on the power of their minions. Even if you get this star or even a little bit of Taoism, it won't help.
So will Linhuxuan's courtesan Jiang Youyi give him a surprise?
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