Chapter 242 Twofold Realm

Chapter 242 Double Realm

Zhou Youdieyu kept drawing circles on Zhao Er's chest muscles, rubbing his neck, and was extremely attached to it, as if he had found the main bone. He burst into tears and smiled: "My husband, you don't know. In the past few days, the cultivation of the venerable has suddenly risen, reaching the realm of Yuanying. Mrs. Baoxiang couldn't be closed, and the baby monk disappeared. I couldn't help myself. Although I knew that something must have changed in Qingyangjian, I didn't dare to find out. I had to close the cave and be fully armed. Fortunately, the venerable did not dare to be strong. Now that you finally come back, you have to try to take him down.

Zhao Er smiled and said, "It's so hard, madam, but I already know his situation. It's nothing more than that he has joined two groups of people and thinks he has a backer, so he is gradually arrogant and domineering. But in front of me, he just bowed his head and died. Leave him alone. We haven't seen each other for many days. Let's kiss first. He put his head on Zhou Youdie's fragrant cheeks, kissed several times, and there was a sound.

"Damn, I think about this when I come back..." Zhou Youdie laughed and scolded. She turned her head to hide. It was not really a dodge, but to increase the interest. Gradually, the clothes fell to the ground one by one, with coats, trousers, underwear... Soon the naked two hugged each other and fell into **.

"Wait, it's not so good in the light..." Zhou Youdie gasped like silk, and her slender jade arms, which were as snow-white as condensed, poked out from Zhao Er's back. She pulled the brocade quilt embroidered with big red mandarin ducks and covered them. Suddenly, she could only make a grunting sound, and she could no longer see the specific movements of the two people. She saw the mahogany bed babbling. , ** is busy with the red waves.

On the outskirts of the city, there is a three-story old house full of flowers, a woman with an apron at her waist and a red dress, holding a copper kettle, and twelve beautiful little girls around her. Her pink and jade-like little arms pointed randomly and said, "Mom, this flower should be watered, and that one is about to wither. Hurry up..."

"Okay, okay, okay, water it right away." The woman in red smiled and said that her hands were busy relying on instructions to water. Such a warm scene had lasted for a while. The water in the kettle did not seem to dry in the hands of the woman in red, and there was always a cool water falling down.

There is also a long-haired dog on the periphery, with its tongue elongated, shaking its tail, and trying to get into the group of little girls to join in the fun. It is often grabbed by the ears and the hair is pushed out delicately: "Go away, you squeeze me."

The long-haired dog had to run outside in dismay, found a place to lie down, and looked at them eagerly. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and a paper crane danced. It jumped into its sight from far to near, and quietly climbed over. Under the paper crane, it suddenly jumped up. When the big mouth was about to bite, a slender jade arm The paper crane has been taken away first and hit it hard on its head.

"Harry, do you want to die? Fortunately, I saw it first, otherwise you would have been blown up." The woman in red laughed and scolded, "Remember, you can't jump around next time."

"Wow, wow..." Harry, the long-haired dog, fell to the ground, covered his head with his two forelimbs, buried his head underneath, and shouted in a low voice aggrievedly. The woman in red had already unfolded the paper crane. Looking at it, the color changed slightly and hurriedly walked to the house.

Harry, a long-haired dog, looked at her back, and then he dared to gently wipe away the cold sweat in front of his nose and took a long breath.

When the woman in red entered the room, she saw Zhou Qingyun, who was holding an invisible sword, standing there like a wooden pile. He grabbed her wrist and said, "You came just in time. Accompany me to see the master."

"Sister, what's the matter?"

"You will know later." The woman in red is a figure of flowers. After a leisurely life, she seems to be much fuller, and her cultivation has not been pulled down. Under the ** of the teacher, she seems to have made great progress.

The two walked hand in hand into the master bedroom upstairs. The fragrance of Zen was lingering, and the sound of the sound wheel was loud. A beautiful woman was sitting cross-legged on the big **, pinching the magic formula, and playing and singing the curse of great kindness and compassion.

"Master, my disciple is reporting again." The flower shadow came forward and said with a hard scalp.

After the beautiful woman was interrupted, she frowned and was a little unhappy: "Come in, is there any news?"

He presented the paper crane with his hand and said, "He has returned to Qingyangjian."

"Okay, keep an eye on it. Don't let him run away suddenly and have nowhere to look for it." The beautiful woman was overjoyed, thought for a moment, and asked, "How's it going? How have you practiced the 'Mingfei Sutra' handed down for the teacher?"

"Master, my sister and I have worked hard to practice. There is a deep meaning in the scriptures, but we have never been able to achieve it. On the contrary, my peony fairy has a special physique and seems to have achieved something." Hua Nongying said that she was a little ashamed that she was not as good as a little girl.

The beautiful woman pinched her finger and didn't care. She gently opened her lips and said, "Ming concubine, the color makes the Buddha dizzy. The more you practice, the more beautiful she will be, especially the charming temperament from the inside out. There may not be one among thousands of women. From ancient times to the present, there are only dozens of people such as Bao Si, Daji, Mrs. Nanhua. It's not surprising that you can't achieve it. What's more, your 'Tao' is not here, and it's just a little bit of personnel for you to practice.

Hua Nongying is still a little unwilling: "Master, according to the records in the scriptures, the more concubines of the Ming Dynasty, the more the female body makes the Buddha happy. The faster she wants to break through. She can get rid of the voice of the body's instinct **. To the second layer of 'God 1 Jiaotian', she can have sex at will in the fantasy world, and she will not die from spiritual exhaustion. Born strange, or strange, the world's unprecedented creatures are slightly small, and they are famous among the three thousand Buddhas in the West. My younger brother doesn't have a Mingfei now, but how can he break through?

"Don't worry, you have been prepared for a long time." The beautiful woman laughed and said, "Have you heard of the thirteen jade girls cultivated by the old devil of Hehuan? That is, the seeds sown for the teacher. They are all born with beauty and high qualifications. Otherwise, what good materials do you think can you find?"

After all, she could still control her emotions, but Zhou Qingyun couldn't help humming softly. Fortunately, she knew that the master was present and didn't dare to do anything else.

Even so, Hua Nongying still pinched a cold sweat for her. The beautiful master in front of her makes her ashamed. Although she is usually very kind, there is a word of discord, and there have been things that take people's lives. Baoxiang is solemn like a fairy, but his temperament is more like a demon girl, which is unpredictable.

Fortunately, the beautiful woman seems to be in a good mood now. She glanced at her and smiled faintly.

Hua Yanying did not dare to be presumptuous and said carefully, "Master, shall we take them over now so as not to be found and stained by the man?"

"Well, I'm going to go." The beautiful woman nouded, suddenly put her painstaking efforts, pinched her fingers, and said with great joy, "It happens that your brothers have refined all the relics into themselves. After seven days of recuperation, you can break through the barrier by firmly practicing, cut off the troubles in one fell swoop, and become the real Nanwu Amitabha Buddha's delight Buddha!"

Hua Nongying and Zhou Qingyun have been planning for a long time, because today, I'm really indescribably happy to hear the words, and I don't know how to put them. On the contrary, for Zhao E, the news can't be bad, but unfortunately he can't know it at the first time.

Blink! Suddenly there was a knock on the door. The flower shadow woke up. He went to open the door and saw the peony fairy among the twelve flower fairies standing timidly at the door. Zhao Er once watched her born. At that time, she looked like a seven or eight-year-old Lori. Now she is an ordinary girl who is thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a pink skirt and on her head. With a bow, like a crystal doll that breaks with a touch, it is the sister of all the flower fairies.

Hua Nongying usually spoiled her and asked gently, "What's the matter?"

Before the peony fairy could answer, the beautiful woman inside said, "Come in."

Hua Nongying had to take her in and signaled her a few times with her eyes. As a result, the peony fairy became more nervous. She stood straight, as if she was trying to straighten her waist, face the sun and absorb the essence of the sun and the moon. She staddered, "Master, there is a five-way man named Cihang Mountain in the South China Sea asking to see you."

The flower shadow is inexplicable. He asked Zhou Qingyun with his eyes. Do you know this mountain gate?

Zhou Qingyun shook her head, and she was also confused.

The beautiful woman looked at her and smiled and said, "This is the Taoism left by the teacher in the early years. I didn't expect it to exist now. Peony Fairy, go and let him come up."

"Uh-huh!" The peony fairy nodded heavily and jumped down. Soon, an old man in a cyan Taoist robe and a blood-stained collar came up. As soon as she came in, she fell in front of the beautiful woman and shouted, "Grandmother, the treacherous demon bullied people too much. He not only injured the disciple, but also grabbed the female apprentice who wanted to do 1**1 humiliation. You have to give it to me. Let's be the master!"

While talking, the old tears are everywhere, and there is no image of immortality.

The beautiful woman didn't say anything, looked at him with a smile, and said for a long time, "Get up, I completely know your painstaking efforts. I won't ignore you."

The old man's body trembled and slowly got up, but he didn't dare to cry.

"This is Flower Fairy and Zhou Qingyun, my two personal disciples, your name is Shi Shuzu." The beautiful woman's jade hand pointed to the two people beside her. The old Taoist priest said without saying anything, aimed at the flower shadow and Zhou Qingyun, arched his hand 90 degrees and said:

"Disciple Wu Sanren has met two masters and ancestors!"

In the face of two women who are much younger than him, Wusanren is not blushing and heartbeating to be a junior. After all, they still have to be shameless. They are not like the real juniors kneeling down to their predecessors.

"Okay, okay." It's not unnatural to answer at will. Who calls the generation of the two, especially the difference in cultivation?

The beautiful woman looked at it with a smile and said slowly, "I heard that the man's Zen religion has developed well. I believe that you have failed in the fight in front of the City God Temple this time. There must be a lot of mortals. It is bound to develop to a higher level. It is just used as a foundation and play shadows. This matter will be taught. You have done it. Zhou Qingyun and Wu Sanren's assistance. Is there any problem?"

Naturally, there was nothing wrong with the three of them. They agreed and slowly withdrew. They had a headache and tried to figure it out.