Liangshan took the initiative to go out, so he simply folded his legs and put them on two wooden boards. He didn't care about the rolling shit and urination below him, but he actually meditated and practiced the "White Bone Sutra".

The practice of the White Bone Sutra is based on the "filthy" point of view. After this, the disgust is greatly eliminated.

Liangshan thought to himself that he was stupid, why didn’t he be like this earlier? Liangshan still vaguely remembered a saying: It is easy to build a temple in a cesspool.

This statement does not belong to the concept of cultivation in this world, but was heard by Liangshan in his previous life from a Taoist priest in the Youfang.

Soon, Liangshan finally entered a state of meditation, and several flies with weak energy and trunk fell on his cheeks and nose.

The surroundings are cold, and it is impossible to survive without falling from the flies on Liangshan's face.

The flies did not come into direct contact. Liangshan's skin was shrouded in a thin layer of white light, and the flies were gently supported by the white light.

For them, the shit cellar carries the memories of its golden years of youth. Now that it is the moment of death, they will of course come back.

Before Liangshan could see that, soon, the white bones and jade lotus shone brightly in the dantian, and the flies flipped over and fell down one by one, and died happily one by one.

No monk has ever been sitting in a shit cellar like Liangshan and meditating. At this moment, Liangshan realized in his heart that it was constantly shining like a meteor shower.

So that's what the world loves and the lotus that monks admire comes from filthy places.

It's going to break through!

Almost in an instant, Liangshan's three-life love suddenly appeared.

If you want to break through, you will not let it go! This is the love of the three lives.

Without the three-life love thread, Liangshan will immediately reach the advanced level of foundation building.

Three red lines, one represents the past, one represents the present, and one represents the future. The relationship between three lives is the highest level vow between men and women, and it is almost equivalent to never separation.

The true qi turns into liquid, together with the chaotic vital energy, suddenly rolled up huge waves in the Dantian, and the love threads of the three lives seemed like an unbreakable embankment, making waves of buzzing sounds.

The waves hit the shore, and the thunderous explosions kept coming from the body. Although Liangshan was extremely uncomfortable, it could support it. This was the first impact on the love of three lives. This experience is extremely precious, so you must hold on anyway.

Liangshan never expected that this toilet that everyone hated had such a profound understanding.

This kind of opportunity is once a lifetime. Liangshan knows that even if he sits in the toilet every day in the future, he will not be able to enter such an enlightenment state.

"Om!" Liangshankou's tongue was still moving, and the "Om" sound continued to sound, the cranial cavity, mouth, chest cavity, and abdominal cavity vibrated together, the waves became more and more violent, and sweat began to roll on the forehead.

It was black and sticky beads of sweat, extremely fishy and stinky. It quickly mixed with the original smell in the toilet, which was now considered a "smelling smell".

At this time, Ling Xiao, the saint of the Xiaoyao Hall of the Lingxiao Sect in the Fantasy Sect, fell from the sky and landed a mile outside the fort.

Ling Xiao is not tall, about 1.6 meters tall. If he stands with Mengli, the subordinate of Mr. Ying Hai, he will be a dwarf. But he is just a dwarf, and he is the top ten terrifying figure in the Eighteenth Cultivation Hall.

Ling Xiao is bloodthirsty and likes to kill. Anyone who offended him has no good ending. Even the Saint Son, who is comparable to his strength, will give him three points, because this guy is a mad dog, and he will bite whoever he catches and bites.

But this mad dog has a hobby and is extremely obsessed with cleanliness.

This is a blessing in the misfortune of Liangshan. If it were another holy son, Daluo Silk Screen would have trapped him at that time.

The fort was so popular that Ling Xiao kept hovering at high altitude, wanting to wait for Liangshan to jump out of the fort before taking it down.

When Ling Xiao learned that Hua Yueying had her three-life love thread, he almost got angry.

Ling Xiao looked like a silence to other saints, but Hua Yueying changed from a mad dog to a pug. Every year, he would send people to give gifts to Hua Yueying from time to time, and he also repeatedly expressed his willingness to be in the "three-life love thread" and promised not to be together until he did not break through the Nascent Soul stage.

No woman in the world can make Ling Xiao fall in love with this!

However, she actually casually tied the love thread of the three lives to a bad boy, and it was not the Golden Pill stage.

This is a great shame!

Ling Xiao waited until this time to move, showing his unprecedented patience.

If you find Liang Shanbo, you will be killed directly.

I don't want this kid to be a turtle that won't come out.

This kid is hiding here and waiting for Hua Yueying to come.

The fairy smells the smell of human flesh and saliva is about to flow out, but the monk thinks that the human body is a stinky skin. A high-level perfection of the Golden Elixir stage like Ling Xiao is basically a small solution for half a month and a big solution for a month. What can really be done without these needs is the Pure Yang Zhenren. But even the waste excreted by Ling Xiao is considered a nectar and jade liquid in the world.

The so-called immortals play in the world. They are random cultivators with no sects. Who among the serious sects likes to go to the mortal world? The pleasures that people like are not worth mentioning at all. There is no way to go out to do tasks for the sect. Going back and forth is equivalent to rolling up in a stinky ditch.

Therefore, if it weren't for the deep hatred of Liangshan, Ling Xiao would never have come out.

This is the reason why "all matters such as flying elixirs and refining medicine, taking qi and swallowing clouds, they are all avoiding the corpse and pickling the filth." This is the truth. All monks are afraid of it, even more so.

However, no matter what, he would crush the bed bug, and even "think" him and Hua Yueying together felt that it was so pickled.

Ling Xiao hesitated for a moment, and went to the fort without placing his toes, with a huge murderous intent.

On the second floor of a restaurant at the easternmost end of the fort, Nangong Yan was drinking alone.

This fort was originally called Nangongbao.

From Nanyang to the northeast, gradually moves to the Central Plains, with ten villages and nine deserts, and a radius of 100 miles is the largest of Nangongbao.

By scale, it is larger than Majiabao, but there is no Majiabao earthen building. It just simply encloses the earthen walls outside, and the internal buildings are lined up one after another, but the overall buildings are loose and unsatisfactory.

Nangongbao was able to be safe and independent in troubled times, for nothing else, because of Nangong Yan.

Fifty steps away from the restaurant is the Nangong Family Ancestral Hall. Although Nangong Yan is a woman, her portrait is also hanging high in the ancestral hall. The clan members treat her as a god and worship her day and night.

"Girl, the shop is about to close, look..." A pretty waiter came over and said carefully.

Nangong Yan looked at him with drunken eyes, took out a piece of three taels of horse hoof gold, and put it on the table with a "pop".

The waiter immediately smiled and said, "It's okay to drink for how long you can. I'll go and serve you wine again."

Nangongbao’s bamboo Qingqing is famous far and wide, but it is not worth mentioning compared to the Hundred Flowers Brews in the Holy Sword Hall, but Nangong Yan likes it. Nothing else, it’s because the earliest bamboo Qing was brewed by his mother.

Nowadays, it is much worse than what I brewed with my mother, but there are some things that make people feel aftertaste.

The waiter did not recognize her. This is not surprising. In fact, no one in Nangongbao recognized her.

Nangong Yan was defeated by Liangshan and was very worried and angry. She left the Holy Sword Hall and found that there was no place to go. She walked around and returned to Nangongbao. Nangong Yan was 99 years old this year. The last person who knew her died ten years ago. Nangong Yan became a guest official when she went to Nangongbao. The so-called "right and wrong" were, but that's it.

Nangong Yan kowtowed three times at her mother's grave, stayed for an hour, and then came to the restaurant to drink. The square table was filled with jars and it was almost impossible to put them on, but she was not drunk yet.

Nangong Yan clearly remembers the first time she secretly drank the bamboo qing she brewed by her mother.

My mother went to buy vegetables. Nangong Yan glanced at the crack in the door, then immediately lifted the floor and entered the cellar.

That day, when my mother came back, she couldn't find her anywhere, and finally found her drunk and happy in the cellar.

Nangong Yan looked a little dazed, her eyes were a little wet, her mother was gone, and there was no one she knew in Nangongbao. She was the only one left in this huge world.

She was bullied outside but couldn't find her mother's arms.

Tick, a tear dropped in the wine, Nangong Yan picked it up and drank it all.

He is really unpromising and was defeated by a middle-level boy in the foundation building!

Nangong Yan was angry that if she had used all her strength from the beginning, Liang Shanbo would definitely not be her opponent.

He obviously happened to be at a critical point, and she seemed to cooperate with him, giving a little pressure, a little more and a little more, lifting the kid up and then directly trapping herself in.

After drinking this wine, it means that she has given up on herself. All negative emotions are being vented tonight. When the sun comes out tomorrow, Nangong Yan will still be Nangong Yan.
Chapter completed!