Changle Peak, Tianmen Terrace.

The place where the ancestor of the Hehuan Sect and the True Lord of Changle sat in seclusion to realize the Tao.

Flowers are in full bloom here, the sound of silk and bamboo is faint, pearls are everywhere, and pink mist is rising and circling.

There are many necklaces hanging down from the four curtains, and everywhere, there are many young women with light veils and graceful figures waiting for them.

At first glance, this is not a secluded place for major cultivation at the pinnacle of the Ten Thousand Dharma Realm. It is clearly an elegant place filled with the miasma of the mortal world.

However, this is indeed the location of the Taoist temple of True Lord Changle. There are countless young female cultivators around, as well as the stunning beauties rubbing the legs and back of True Lord Changle at this moment. They are all his Taoist companions.

Although he is a cultivator, the pomp and battles of True Monarch Changle are more extravagant and luxurious than any emperor in the world.

At this moment, True Lord Changle lowered his eyes and slowly smelled the delicate fragrance emanating from the fairy in his arms, looking intoxicated.

Who said that spiritual practice must be practiced in the winter and in the summer, with morning exercises and evening classes every day, morning bells and evening drums, which is unspeakably miserable.

He, the True Monarch of Changle, followed the path of dual cultivation of yin and yang, harmonizing yin and yang. He joined thousands of beauties and beauties on the road, and ascended to bliss together. It was endless fun.

Although his life is short now and his days are not long, he is also called an evil heretic by countless monks in the Underworld Star Continent, both covertly and overtly.

But ask yourself, if you could sit in his position, how many monks on the Mingling Star Continent would dare to say that you are not willing?

"Lord Zhenjun, what seems to have happened when you invited Master Zhujun and Master Wangqing to come here this time?"

In the arms of True Lord Changle, the beautiful young fairy suddenly opened her sandalwood mouth and exhaled like a blue breath.

"Hongxiu has always known my thoughts, why not take a guess?"

True Lord Changle still had his eyes slightly closed, sniffing the faint fragrance of the Red Sleeve Fairy with an expression of enjoyment and intoxication.

Even at his current level of cultivation, his lifespan will eventually be exhausted and he will not be able to live forever and live freely between heaven and earth forever.

Now that the deadline is approaching, True Lord Changle is becoming more and more reluctant to part with the red-sleeved fairy in his arms.

I seem to have forgotten that thousands of years ago, in order to snatch the Red Sleeve Fairy from a small sect, I single-handedly beat that small sect into a ruins.

The Taoist companion of the Red Sleeve Fairy, the headmaster of the small sect, had his soul and body refined by him, and his bones and ashes were crushed to punish him for insulting the innocence of the beautiful lady.

Fairy Red Sleeves has been looking forward to the death of Immortal Lord Changle day and night. Now that thousands of years have passed, Immortal Changle's time has finally come.

"My guess is that True Lord Changle is the Lord Xuantian of the Western Spiritual Region."

The red-sleeved fairy's eyes, which were like a pool of autumn water, moved slightly, just like the bright white moonlight shining into the lake of people's hearts.

The Red Sleeve Fairy doesn't want to know True Lord Changle, but if she wants to kill her enemy, she must get to know True Lord Changle.

Understand his personality and preferences, understand all his experiences, understand his skills, magical powers, and understand what is in his heart. Only when she understands him better than True Lord Changle himself can she get a glimpse of True Lord Changle.

Weaknesses.

But three thousand years later, she got to know this man better and better, but she couldn't find any weaknesses in him at all.

Even though she herself was a seventh-level master of the Ten Thousand Dharma Realm, when she faced True Lord Changle, she didn't even have a one-ten-thousandth chance of winning.

She could only wait patiently, waiting for the day when this villain died, and crush him to ashes.

The Red Sleeve Fairy knew that this day would come soon.

Li Xuantian of the Western Spiritual Realm is also considered a genius of the generation. Unfortunately, he just passed Yi Zhe and his luck was really bad. At this time, he fell into the hands of True Lord Changle.

"Hongxiu really knew what I was thinking. He took my four-character Xuanfei flag and killed Jin Fen. It should be noted that as long as he gets one of these two reasons, he will die. Now he has combined both of them.

All taken."

While speaking slowly, True Lord Changle took out a finely crafted jade file and polished the beautiful nails on the green jade fingers of the beautiful lady in his arms.

"Didn't Zhenjun say before that Li Xuantian only has a first-level cultivation in the Ten Thousand Dharma Realm and is nothing to worry about. He can be easily crushed to death. Why do you want to send two palace masters to deal with him now?"

The Red Sleeve Fairy allowed True Lord Changle to trim her nails and spoke with a blue breath.

"This guy has some tricks. I was mistaken before. Now, I am afraid that he has the peak of the eighth level of the Ten Thousand Dharma Realm, or even the early stage of the ninth level of the Ten Thousand Dharma Realm. As for the third level of the Ten Thousand Dharma Realm that is widely rumored by the outside world, it is simply nonsense.

talk."

"Master Zhu Jun and Master Wangqing are both ninth-level monks in the Ten Thousand Dharma Realm. If they are allowed to pass by, Li Xuantian will definitely die."

True Lord Changle chuckled, and then continued to polish the beautiful nails on Fairy Red Sleeves' hands with a very focused expression.

It was as if what he was polishing at the moment was not an ordinary nail, but a supreme treasure that he could not find even after searching the Underworld Star Continent.

That expression seemed to be even more serious than when he was refining magic weapons and elixirs.

"Hongxiu, Hongxiu, as beautiful and beautiful as you are, I don't know who I am going to take advantage of after my death. Oh, I can't bear it, I really can't bear it."

While trimming the Red Sleeve Fairy's nails, True Lord Changle sighed slowly.

The Red Sleeve Fairy's body suddenly tensed up at this moment. This True Lord of Changle has never been a good person.

Although she had long been heartbroken, she did not want to die at the hands of True Lord Changle. She had to see this beast die in front of her.

But at this moment, it seems that what True Lord Changle said was that he wanted to send her on her way before the deadline was approaching.

After tightening her body, the red-sleeved fairy quickly smiled again, as if the flowers were blooming in spring.

"If the true king dies, I will not live alone. At that time, the true king will take me with him to another world to continue to enjoy happiness."

The red-sleeved fairy blinked her beautiful eyes, looking absolutely stunning, and a faint smile appeared on her flawless white cheeks.

Not to mention men, even women can't find a single flaw in her. This is a beauty that makes men crazy and women jealous.

"Hahaha……"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

After the Red Sleeve Fairy said these words, Zhenjun Changle laughed wildly, as if he had heard the funniest joke in his life.

"Hongxiu, if you really think this way, I will die without regrets. It's a pity that after three thousand years, no matter how good I am to you, I have never treated you badly, but you are always looking forward to it day and night.

I wish you to die as soon as possible."

True Lord Changle was smiling, not paying attention to the trace of panic that flashed in the eyes of the beautiful lady in his arms.

Ever since he, True Monarch Changle, has been cultivating, many people have been looking forward to his death, but until now, when the end is approaching, doesn’t he still enjoy a comfortable life?

On the contrary, those who had been resenting and cursing him all day long have almost all turned into a pile of loess.

To kill someone, you must use a murderous sword. How can there be any reason in this world to wait for someone to die?
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