Long Ao Potian and Chang Ping Qian, who were on top of the collapse, breathed heavily, their eyes breathed fire, and they even held the jade feet of the enchanting female monks with both hands and began to play with them vigorously.

Several concave and convex, plump and nephrite naked bodies, intercourse with Long Ao Po Tian and Chang Ping Qian, melted into one place...

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Wu Tao politely rejected the kindness of Long Ao Potian and Chang Ping Qian, and left here to go outside to relax.

Wu Tao, who didn't like the environment here, finally came to a pure land that was different from the outside after a long circle.

Not only is it very quiet here, but it also has an incomparably rich aura, which is many times higher than other places. The ancient trees are towering, hundreds of meters high, like hills, with their branches stretching towards the sky.

As soon as he entered and saw the scenery here, Wu Tao couldn't help but stop, look around, and secretly praised it in his heart.

Paths paved with cobblestones of various colors run through the land for miles, like wild paths that twist and go straight into the distance.

Between the paths, there are rockeries with strange rocks and colorful scales, mountain springs rising up, ancient pines and rocks, and hundreds of flowers, many of different species, planted on the left and right.

At the end of the path, there is a corridor connecting it.

The entire cloister is made of century-old sandalwood, with carved clouds and mist. It is extremely finely crafted, with moss growing occasionally due to rain, giving it a natural patina, simple and elegant.

On the way, Wu Tao also met several male monks who, like him, did not like the luxurious atmosphere nearby, but had to go because of favors and other reasons.

…

Such a simple and majestic scenery shows that the owner of this place has a rift in his heart. Unlike the three thousand mortal world outside, it looks luxurious, but in fact it is extremely...

While admiring, Wu Tao also secretly had doubts in his heart. The more he looked at it, the more he realized that these arrangements were not a place for vulgar people to live.

Just after a while of tea, my eyes suddenly became clear.

One hundred and eighty meters away, there is a large lake covered with pink lotuses in full bloom, with a pavilion built on top and a curtain of white gauze and silk hanging down to block the sunlight.

The beautiful trees are lush, the strange rocks are lined up, and the flutes are melodious, making it look like a fairyland.

A fiery red long boat with a size of more than ten feet cut through the lake and came to the middle of the lake. Clouds and smoke were lingering, mist was misty, and dots of colorful clouds shone, ethereal and sacred.

The sound of the piano, the flute, and the music of the bells and cauldrons float gently and quietly, making people intoxicated and calming down their originally impetuous mood.

On top of the fiery red long boat, a dazzling light shines, and there is a girl standing on it. She is wearing a blue dress that is fluttering gently, and her perfect body is outlined in an extremely moving way.

Around the lakeside, there are monks from the world of immortality, including many monks in the foundation-building stage. Naturally, their eyesight is very good, and they can clearly see the girl's appearance.

She is extraordinarily beautiful, divinely beautiful, pure and natural, and her appearance is almost perfect. At first glance, there is no flaw to be found. She is truly comparable to a fairy descending to earth.

Her eyes were like water, as if they could melt everything in the world. Her gentle smile was like a hundred flowers blooming, so bright and beautiful! Even Wu Tao couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Almost all the monks on the lakeside were moved at this moment.

Wu Tao was also moved in his heart. This woman was truly extremely beautiful. She was slightly better than Zhang Waner and Lin Yuer that he had ever seen.

Even at this moment, Wu Tao had the feeling in his heart that this woman was the most beautiful woman in the world.

She is only about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a slender and slender figure, a beautiful face, a cold temperament, and a snow-like skin that seems to be tinged with frost.

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"This must be Shang Yuyi. I have heard of her a long time ago. She has an unparalleled appearance, comparable to that of a fairy. She is a peerless beauty. It is a pity that she was born in this earthly Paradise Sect, and her pearl is destined to be tarnished."

Someone next to him shook his head and sighed, as if he was very sorry.

The Hongchen Bliss Sect has a really bad reputation, otherwise it wouldn’t be setting up a land of wind and moon here. Their practice is also related to this...

However, Shang Yuyi, who is extremely beautiful, does not have any trace of dust. She is bright and cold, with icy muscles and jade bones, and flying black silk. She does not eat the fireworks of the world, and is like a bright moon that has only existed in the sky for eternity.

Wu Tao's expression was very calm. He didn't really believe that this girl was born with such a temperament. It must be the technique she practiced and there was something secret about it.

He felt that the Mortal Paradise Sect had captured people's hearts. It was a small force with a bad reputation, but it created such a fairy and saint. It was completely taking advantage of men's psychology.

Because, in the end, their cultivation is like fairies falling into dust. They cannot hang high in the nine heavens for the rest of their lives, but will eventually fall into the dark land of wind and moon.

This is nothing more than to be more attractive and tempting, to create a noble and elegant woman who does not belong to the world, just to seduce people more.

Next, Shang Yuyi took out the guqin and slowly played it in front of everyone. She gently plucked it with her slender jade fingers, and the crisp notes began to sound.

The rhythm like fairy music continued to flow from his fingers, and Wu Tao felt that his mind seemed to be immersed in it.

Some other thoughts in his heart disappeared along with it. Wu Tao closed his eyes slightly and listened with some enjoyment to the beautiful music.

After slowly finishing the song, Wu Tao slowly opened his eyes.

Many male monks around him had the same reaction as Wu Tao.

With a flash of light, the fiery red long boat in the sky sank into the depths of the lake, where there were beautiful buildings and jade buildings, shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairy palace.

Wu Tao left here and continued walking. He walked for more than several hours and only turned a corner of this place.

After a while, Wu Tao began to go home.

Long Ao Potian and Chang Ping Qian, these two guys, after such a long time, they should have finished their work long ago. It would be nice to go back to find them together.

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Wu Tao returned to this bustling street and found that Long Ao Po Tian and Chang Ping Qian were still playing inside. He couldn't help but frown and simply waited for them outside.

But standing here was too much of an eyesore, so Wu Tao decided to wait for them somewhere else.

Dirty twists and turns, crumbling bricks, from the dazzling center of the street to the dark and damp street corners are the difference between heaven and hell.

But Wu Tao stood here and didn't care at all.

Standing on the street corner and observing the passers-by, Wu Tao suspected that many monks were disciples from various sects, because they were dressed in gorgeous clothes, young, and walked swaggering in the middle.

Most of the pedestrians avoided Wu Tao. This guy was completely inconsistent with the environment here. He always had a stern face. Most of the people who came here came here to have fun. Anyone who had nothing to do would provoke someone who clearly looked untouchable, and

Uninterested people.

However, there are still people who don't open their eyes and are interested in him.

A pink dress that swept the floor, a swaying figure, and a beautiful female monk in her thirties who was in the middle of her foundation period passed by him. She suddenly turned back, leaned into his ear, and whispered: "I am Ji Xinxue."

Please give my regards to the young master."

Wu Tao was not used to being so close to a stranger, especially a woman, so he subconsciously leaned back and touched the hilt of the sword with his right hand...

Ji Xinxuejian

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Then he chuckled and said again: "Want to have fun? I have experienced many battles and I promise to make you feel comfortable, Master."

When Wu Tao heard this, he secretly said that he couldn't bear it anymore.

The charming look on Ji Xinxue's face became more and more intense, and she felt very proud in her heart. Then, her soft and boneless body deliberately leaned in the direction of Wu Tao, and she exclaimed: "Ah! Master, be careful?"

As he spoke and stumbled a few steps, his white fingers could barely touch Wu Tao's head, and a touch of pink aura suddenly appeared, containing strange power.

At this critical moment, a broken sword suddenly appeared, blocking the path of the pink aura.

Ji Xinxue raised her eyebrows, and immediately, the pink luster flowed, bypassing the broken sword, and instantly entered Wu Tao's body.

At this moment, a light flashed in Wu Tao's eyes, his eyes were as cold as lightning, as if a cold sharp blade was swiping directly at Ji Xinxue's cheek, and a murderous intention arose in his heart.

"Hmph! Even a witch dares to show off her trivial skills. She's looking for death!"

A cold snort echoed in her ears. Ji Xinxue was so shocked that she was really unsteady on her feet for a moment. Then her charming face changed drastically and she revealed a shocked look...

An ordinary broken sword, under normal circumstances, no one would pick it up even if it was thrown away.

But at this moment, Ji Xinxue's heart was as indestructible and indestructible as a fairy sword, making Ji Xinxue dare not act rashly.

As soon as the pink energy poured into Wu Tao's body, it disappeared like a kite with its string broken. No matter how she pushed it, there was no response.

Originally, she didn't think anything of it, and she didn't try her best. She just wanted to make this cold and handsome boy look ugly.

Ji Xinxue, who has been observing Wu Tao for a long time, thinks that Wu Tao is a young boy who has never traveled far and is easier to bully.

"Sword cultivator!"

How could she not understand at this time that this unspectacular young man in front of her was her nemesis.

If she had known this earlier, how could she have dared to take action casually?

Ji Xinxue is a steward of the Hongchen Bliss Sect.

His major is the Fire-Controlling Technique. He can practice it very quickly and his application is extremely powerful. He can often defeat the enemy without any bloodshed.

But things in this world have both advantages and disadvantages, and there is no such thing as a one-size-fits-all approach.

This fire-controlling technique, the spell created, also has its nemesis.

Those are those monks who have a stoic or ruthless mentality while practicing the exercises.

If she had known that the other party was a foundation-building monk specializing in swordsmanship, she would never have dared to go to him and provoke him at will...

At this time, the meat was on the chopping board, and Ji Xinxue could only look at the other person with tears in her eyes, hoping that he would have some compassion in his heart and be merciful.

Wu Tao dragged Ji Xinxue deeper into the corner. There was darkness in front of him. It was really a good place to kill people.

The whole corner was quiet, no one was around, and there was no sound of footsteps.

Ji Xinxue continued to resist during this process, not only shaking her head, but also yelling.

However, no matter whether it is seduction or other struggles, there is no way to stop Wu Tao, who has made up his mind and is full of murderous intentions.

There was a flash of biting cold light.

A sword slashed across her face, and Ji Xinxue clutched her throat and fell into a pool of blood...

Wine and sex can mess up people's hearts. However, beauty is like withered bones and strong alcohol is like horse urine. How can they really mess up Wu Tao's Taoist heart, which he has practiced for many years.

The three of them returned to Taiyi Xianmen's station together.

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