Chapter 261 Color makes Buddha faint

Zhao Er hurriedly took the artificial gourd, poured out the relith contained in it, took it in his hand and looked at it. He was not willing to look much and took it into his bag. He chased it out happily, but he didn't even see a figure.

"Dat, you can escape so fast." Zhao Erzhen had a confused feeling of drawing his sword and looking around. He turned back and fell in front of the cliff and asked the people of Kunlun Mountain, "Is Qingyao all right? Let me see."

Ji Qingyao's head rested in Feiluo's arms. Her face was pale, but there was a fragrance of Ganoderma lucidum on the corners of her mouth. Her spirit was not bad. Obviously, she had just swallowed the elixir and said, "Brother Zhao, I'm fine. Don't worry. Did Brother Yi Xue save someone?"

"That's good. Try not to calm down in recent days." Zhao Er said with concern, "Yes, do you know what kind of elder he has? Do you have such a high mana to save him?"

Ji Qingyao shook her head weakly. She even knew very little about other information about blood, and so did Feiluo. He Fang Shaolin looked at Zhou Qi, as if he knew.

Under the gaze of everyone, Zhou Qi pondered for a while and shook his head and said, "His father abandoned his wife and abandoned his mother to Kunlun Mountain to ask for help. He died of lead poisoning. As far as I know, there are no other relatives."

"That's strange. Who saved him and for what purpose?" Zhao Er temporarily buried this doubt in his heart and checked it in the rare temple. In addition to the golden statue of the Buddhist hall, he saw dozens of clean mahogany coffins lined up behind the courtyard, and the rest were gone.

They interrogated the shadows who were seized by Xuanyuying. According to their own confession, most of them mistakenly entered the mountain in the Qing Dynasty. They were either starved to death or were bitten to death by fierce beasts, and even circled to death by the strong people. The wreckage was restrained by the monks of the rare temple, and their souls were also used by monks. They usually looked down the mountain gate, and there was less rice, grain and oil. Class, let them use spells such as five ghosts to get one or two in the home of the rich, so this ancient temple in the deep mountains can be so prosperous.

It's a pity that Zhao Er wants to burn the rare temple clean with a torch. This is a centuries-old antique. It's better to occupy it and make a secret base. Well, that's it's decided. Those coffin bones have to be burned, and the ghosts should also enter reincarnation. What's wrong with being a thief in this world?

The Taoist priests in Kunlun Mountain were clear about this kind of thing, and Zhao Er handed it over to Feiluo to deal with. The ghosts couldn't help but cry and howled. Under a fire, all the demons and ghosts disappeared cleanly.

The next step is to go back home. This time, I just made a little effort. I couldn't even say that there was no danger, so I took back a relith. Zhao Er's intuition won a lot. The only unlucky thing was that he lived in Kunlun Mountain. A brother with great potential didn't find it, not to mention that one of them was also hit hard. At least he had to cultivate for a month. What do you think? They all did business at a loss, so Zhao Er honestly did not show a happy look in front of them.

After returning to Qingyangjian, Zhao Er decided to retreat and refine a relic first. Before he could tell others, Zhou Youdie greeted him with joy on his face. It seemed that he had been waiting for him for a long time. He didn't even see Feiluo and others, so he said loudly, "My husband, you went there. Why did you come back? It's a big thing. I'm waiting for you."

Zhao Er has never seen Zhou Youdie so excited. He said strangely, "What's the good thing? Tell me."

Zhou Youdie smiled and said nothing, started a lawsuit, and pulled his arm to the Yuwei Palace. Before he could get close, he heard the laughter of countless Yingying Yanyan, including Du Yuexian, Chen Yuanzhu, Miss Liu, Liu Jingxiu... It seemed that all the women of Qingyangjian gathered in it.

"Why are you all back? Is something wrong?"

"Something happened, but it's a good thing." Zhou Youdie pulled Zhao Er to the center surrounded by the women, took the shy eighth aunt's wrist, and said, "My husband, your apprentice has become a Ming concubine!"

"Really?" Zhao Er was so happy that he could hardly believe it. He just found a reli son, and a female apprentice became a Mingfei. What kind of good day is it today?

As the first female apprentice to become the Ming concubine, Zhao Er did not hesitate to raise the arm of the eighth aunt and announce that she was the eldest sister of Zen, the first of all the female disciples, even if she was the eighth aunt in the name of Hehuan Old Devil.

"Congratulations, Lord Hexi." All the women came forward to congratulate, some are unwilling, some are jealous, and some have sincere blessings. Everyone's mood is different, but at this moment, they all have to send blessings and say a big sister!

Zhao Er waved his hand and shouted, "Come on, set up ten tables of wine and dishes. If you don't get drunk tonight, you won't come back!"

Soon, those who swim in the water, those hidden in the mountains, and those flying in the sky are all made into delicious food and sent up. In addition to Ji Qingyao being sent down for recuperation, Feiluo, Fang Shaolin and Zhou Qi are all sitting in their positions. They have just had a big battle, and they also need food to replenish their strength and let go of chewing.

After drinking and eating, Zhou Qi looked at Zhao E, who was surrounded by the crowd, and couldn't help but envy: "When I first saw Brother Zhao, I had to run away when I met the people of Hehuan Sect, but just a few days later, Brother Zhao actually occupied Qingyangjian as his own Taoist temple, and there were also a lot of apprentices. People and people are really It can't be compared!" He raised a glass of wine and poured it into his stomach. His face was drunk and very lonely.

Fang Shaoling didn't like to listen to this. He put down his bowls and chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and said lightly, "It's just an outbreak. It's booming, and its decline is fast!" Our generation of Imennials look at the cornerstone of hundreds of years and thousands of years. It's not too late for you to hear his name in hundreds of years. The words are full of self-confidence, and the magnificent beauty of long life is in his eyes.

Feiluo scolded in a low voice, "Don't talk nonsense and cause trouble!"

Over there, Zhao Er looked around and listened to all directions. He had heard it clearly for a long time. He said with a glass of wine and said, "Well said it well. My generation of elders said it well. He said his temperament and demeanor! Come on, I would like to give you a toast. I hope we can still get together here in 500 years! Let's get drunk today!"

Zhou Qi stood up first and only shook his head: "It's hard, it's hard, it's hard!" I drank a mouthful of wine.

Feiluo stood up for the second time. She usually ate wine and pecked it lightly, but this time it was stuffy. She gently opened her red lips and said, "I try my best to live until the day I become an old witch!"

Fang Shaoqi finally stood up and said more confidently than everyone else, "Just like this, do it!"

After five hundred years of vicissitudes, who can come to the appointment?

With this mystery, the four people smiled at each other and felt closer than ever before.

Zhao Er suddenly felt a feeling of not waiting for me in his heart. Through the crowd, he grabbed the wrist of the heroine of the banquet and whispered, "Let's go, let's practice!"

The eighth aunt is also a maniac. As soon as she heard this, she didn't ask anything, so she left with the master.

When the hero and the heroine left together, it immediately caused a lot of sensation. There was a lot of discussion and everything was said. Even Zhou Youdie looked at their backs and left hand in hand, and there was a smell of jealousy in her heart. She knew that it was inevitable, but she couldn't help it.

As the actual hostess, Zhou Youdie had to stand up and round the field.

......

Zhao E honestly occupied the master bedroom of Mrs. Baoxiang. The doors and windows were checked one by one and all were closed. The eighth aunt suddenly found that there were only two lonely men and women in the room. Although they were masters and apprentices, if something happened, wouldn't it not work?

"What, are you afraid?" Zhao Er sat in the snow-white velvet **, with her eyes from top to bottom, looking at her carefully. The typical classical beauty-like cloud temples, sandalwood mouth, willow eyebrows, slender fingers, and exquisite body, giving people a feeling that a weak woman wants to be protected, but her inside is extremely strong, real soft outside and strong inside.

The eighth aunt shook her head and asked weakly, "Master, what are we doing now?"

Zhao Er coughed dryly, straightened his face, and took out his majesty as a master and said, "Practice! Now, take off your clothes first.

"Ah!" The eighth aunt covered Tan's mouth too much, but she still couldn't hide her shocked voice and asked urgently, "Why is this?" I have already suspected that I have worshipped a pervert master in my heart.

Zhao Er's face turned a little red. He was not shameless enough to do this kind of thing for the first time. He explained awkwardly, "Now, I won't hide it to you as a teacher. The Mingfei Sutra you practice is the first volume of the 'Female Body Makes the Buddha Happy Zen Sutra' practiced by the master. The second volume should be understood with the teacher, that is to say, this is a double practice. !"

The eighth aunt muttered too much. I knew how you could teach such a delicate skill to a new person... In her own meditation, Zhao Er looked at her nervously, afraid that she would not agree. At that time, she could not use it strong, right?

The eighth aunt suddenly opened her eyes and said, "Okay, I promise you, but you have to explain first, can I benefit from practicing the second volume, and can my cultivation increase?"

Zhao E hurriedly said, "This is the Buddhist Dharma handed down by Amitabha, the source of Buddhism, and the way of life and death of yin and yang. Both men and women can get incredible wonders from it. Come on, let me tell you the formula first. Listen carefully..."

"That's good." The eighth aunt listened attentively. Whenever Zhao Er said a paragraph, or when she understood something, she twisted her collar and took off a piece of clothes with her hands. It could be seen that she deliberately dressed up today. She was beautiful and plain, as pure as a lily. Her coat slowly fell to her ankles, her arms were slender, and her skin was snow-white like curd, all the way to her shoulders. The head was blocked by a thin bust...

Zhao Er looked at her with a blush and heartbeat, but her mouth did not stop explaining. The eighth aunt did not stop the speed of lifting the Wu 1 suit. She pressed her hand on the top of the white skirt between her waist and buttocks and rolled down little by little, like a roller rolling bigger and bigger, revealing the skin color of the thighs that did not see the sun all year round, and a black shadow of the inverted triangle. She also Going down...

At this time, Zhao Er had no doubt that she had become the Ming concubine who made the Buddha dizzy.

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