The children's moods were both angry and happy, and Deng Yuanxiang's old heart couldn't help but tremble. He lost his mind for a moment and hurriedly regained his composure. A weak wisp of evil spirit disappeared in an instant, and Shen Yuanqiong couldn't help laughing, saying: "The fox's tail is showing!" Jiang Youyi smiled like a flower and remained calm, but her heart was shocked. The person who came was not good, and she was not careful. The details were leaked, and his life was controlled by him, but what should I do?
The atmosphere in the flower hall was a little awkward. Shui Maer came up at the right time and ordered the maid to arrange the food and drinks. Deng Yuanxiang took the opportunity to shirk something and stood up to leave. No one tried to persuade him to stay. Shen Yuanqiong said casually, "Good luck, Shopkeeper Deng." Jiang Youyi joked and added, "Shopkeeper Deng is here again." Deng Yuanxiang laughed. The bride entered the room, and the matchmaker threw it over the wall, feeling that he was redundant. The people were escorted by the water horses diligently, and they left in a stalemate. The image of Jiang Huakui's charming smile still appeared in his mind.
All the idle people left, but Shui Maer has not returned. Two people faced each other in the flower hall. Jiang Youyi raised her sleeves to fill Shen Yuanqiong's glass with wine, revealing a section of her snow-white and pink wrist. The green ring reflected the candlelight. Like a dream. Shen Yuanqiong was unmoved. He took the wine glass and tasted it without commenting. Jiang Youyi smiled and said: "Master Shen is accustomed to tasting good things from the immortal family. Is it possible for him to drink wine and water from the mortal world?"
Shen Yuanqiong glanced at her and said with a smile: "There's no need to beat around the bush. I'm not here just for you. Call the rightful master to come out. I won't embarrass you."
Jiang Youyi's eyes flashed, and she said: "Master Shen has misunderstood, there is no rightful master, slave family..." Under the silent gaze of the other party's eyes, she couldn't speak any more, and her pretty face showed some distress and panic.
Shen Yuanqiong's fingers
With a flick, the "sword mark" on the back of her hand jumped slightly, and a ray of golden thread rippled out, suspended in the air. It seemed harmless to humans and animals, but Jiang Youyi's expression changed in horror, and she jumped up suddenly, with chills standing on end. For a moment, Like facing a powerful enemy. She finally no longer suppressed the demonic energy in her body, and a demonic figure loomed behind her, blurry and eager to try.
Shen Yuanqiong wrote lightly: "If the real owner doesn't come out, I will operate on you and peel off your skin to see what you are..."
Jiang Youyi's hair stood on end, and she instinctively sensed that he was not a threat. Her heart was beating wildly, and her buttocks were itching. Under the tight pressure of the golden thread, the fox's tail was exposed, and the evil spirit behind her solidified, revealing a head. The appearance of a white fox. She glanced around, and just as she was about to run away at all costs, the golden thread suddenly shot out, passed through her chest, and entered her heart. Shen Yuanqiong poured himself a drink three times in a row, stood up slowly, clasped Jiang Youyi's slender neck with his five fingers, and lifted her up into the air. The demonic aura stagnated, and the white fox behind him collapsed, his hands and feet hanging limply, and his whole body was weak.
Shen Yuanqiong showed no mercy and tightened his fingers. Jiang Youyi's eyes showed panic, which turned into despair in an instant. Over the years, she has walked around the world and charmed all living beings. She has met many people, but she has never seen such a cold-blooded and cruel man. He treats her pretty face like a piece of shit and attacks her so cruelly that her life and death hang on a thread.
But I heard a sigh, and someone said quietly: "Fellow Taoist is pressing on you step by step, but why bother!"
Shen Yuanqiong loosened his fingers slightly, and Jiang Youyi took a sharp breath, like a drowning person grabbing a straw, her chest heaved violently, and she cried so hard that it made people pity her. Xingxingzuo
Shen Yuanqiong's attitude could not impress a hard-hearted person. Shen Yuanqiong turned around and saw a maid in blue standing timidly outside the hall. Her appearance was no more than that of a middle-aged person. Her phoenix eyes were sad and pitiful. There was a black air between her eyebrows. She was pale. Invisible, the breath of heavenly Taoism is clearly discernible.
Shen Yuanqiong casually dropped Jiang Huakui, and the fox demon collapsed to the ground, his bones and muscles too weak to get up. He looked at the maid in blue, his eyes flashing, but he couldn't see her feet. He pondered for a moment and asked directly: "Is she a human? Is she a demon?"
The maid in green clothes said: "The poor Taoist was originally a female cultivator from Qi Fan Guan, whose monastic name was Tan Yuzi. She was stuck in the world and had no branches to rely on. She temporarily took shelter with Jiang Huakui. Although Jiang Huakui was transformed into a spirit by a foreign substance, he has always been kind-hearted. , I have never harmed an innocent person, and I hope that my Taoist friend will be noble enough to let her go. I am very grateful."
Shen Yuanqiong said: "Why did the female cultivator Qifan Guan end up in the world?"
The female cultivator who called herself "Tan Yuzi" hesitated for a moment and sighed: "To be honest, Mr. Shen, there is an evil cultivator who covets the Taoist books stored in Qifanguan, and attracts female cadres to join forces to attack. Unfortunately, the sect is destroyed. Poor Taoist He could only escape with his own body, but for the help of Jiang Huakui
Hands, they have long been hated in the underworld! "
I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, when she uttered the word "Yellow Spring", Shen Yuanqiong's body burst into Taoism. Tan Yuzi felt the same, a trace of gloom passed over his face, took half a step back, and said in shock: "This... this yes……"
Shen Yuanqiong said: "If you don't want to disturb others, come with me!" After saying that, he stepped out of the flower hall, his sleeves fluttering, seemingly slowly but actually quickly, and disappeared into the vast night in a blink of an eye.
Tan Yuzi hesitated slightly, and just as he was about to follow him, he suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his head.
An old voice sounded in my heart, "That kid is weird, don't go!"
She became a monk in Qifan Temple since she was a child, worshiped under Master Ya Yin, and chanted sutras and practiced Kung Fu all year round. However, due to her mediocre qualifications, she was ignored by everyone and had to take on many chores. One day when she was carrying water to water her garden in the mountains, she happened to see a beggar die on the roadside. She felt compassion for him and dug a pit to bury him. Three stones were placed on the grave to prevent it from being bitten by wild beasts. I also recited a volume of "The Great Sutra of Three Elements to Bless, Forgive Sins, Relieve Disasters, Prolong Life and Preserve Life" to save the souls of the dead and ascend to heaven as soon as possible.
Good intentions are rewarded. After going to bed that night, Tan Yuzi dreamed that the old beggar came to thank her and repay the favor of being buried. When he left, he touched a spot between her eyebrows and left a spiritual thought to guide her to let go of the sea of consciousness. Help them practice. Tan Yuzi was surprised and happy, and kept it secret, thinking it was a God-given opportunity, but she didn't expect that the old beggar had evil intentions. He was clearly trying to deceive her into ignorance, and moved his soul into her body, waiting for an opportunity to seize the body and be reborn.
Man's calculation is not as good as God's calculation. Tan Yuzi happened to be born in the yin year, yin month, yin day, and the body of pure yin. He was born weak and incompatible with the soul. He was forced to take away his body and lived a life of nine deaths. Even if he was lucky enough to survive, he would die from the Taoist sect. , will never get ahead. The old beggar had no choice but to retreat and seek the next best thing. He tried his best to teach Tan Yuzi how to practice, slay the red dragon, refine the essence and energy, and turn a woman into a man. If he persisted in this way, he might have a chance to change his destiny.
The old beggar's knowledge was extraordinary, far superior to that of Master Yayin. Tan Yuzi's Taoism was rapidly improving, but the spirit that resided in the sea of consciousness was getting weaker day by day, falling into a deep sleep from time to time, unable to continue. It’s also heaven
There is no end to the road. Qingxizi came to this world on the order of the Emperor of Heaven. The gate of heaven opened, and the dark and obscure breath flowed in, infecting the world and giving birth to countless evil spirits. The old beggar woke up from his slumber, surprised and happy, and urged Tan Yuzi to kill the evil spirit and seize some Taoist magic from the bones. The little became more, and the sand gathered into a tower. The soul grew accordingly. Not only did it slow down, it became much stronger than before. .
Just as he was thinking about how to seize the house, Qifanguan encountered great disaster and foreign enemies attacked.
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