Out of the first mound, Lan Xianli really seemed to be in a hurry to be reincarnated, and almost couldn't wait to urge Miaoxiang to lead the way and take her to the "Sanjiang Pavilion" of Lanruo Temple.

"Fatumai ......" Liumiaoxiang stopped talking several times, but still couldn't help asking, "Do you know what the "Sanjiang Pavilion" is?"

"Could it be that it is a tiger's den in Longtan?"

"That's a green building!" "Where there are people, there is the left, the center and the right, and not everyone in the cultivation world is used to fighting in the house, Liu Miaoxiang firmly believes that the so-called physical charity and joint dual cultivation are purely the evil sects of the cultivators who dream of ascending to the sky in one step, so she looks down on the kind of dirty place where the lower three are gathered.

"Brothel?" A look of disgust instinctively appeared on the pretty face of the flute: "Isn't Lanruo Temple a ghost cultivation sect?"

"This has little to do with what kind of sect Lanruo Temple is, as long as there is enough money to invest, any cat or dog can open a green building in Fang City. ”

"I said, where did you two get so much spiritual cleanliness!" The beauty mole was very unimpressed: "Almost every stage in the "Joy Fang" is full of red sleeves, and the "Sanjiang Pavilion" is a brothel! Besides, I'm going there, I just want to ask them if they have any Yin God and Ghost Masters for sale. ”

"The 'Relic Jungle' in this gate also specializes in raising Yin Gods and Ghost Masters, why don't we go to our own store and ask?"

"Because Lanruo Temple is a ghost cultivation sect, it is more professional than the "Relic Jungle" of this sect. ”

Seeing that Fatumai was so determined, Liu Miaoxiang had no choice but to lead her to the "Sanjiang Pavilion".

Before entering the door, Liu Miaoxiang looked around uneasily, and asked weakly: "We are so young, isn't it a little bad to go to the brothel......?"

Now the atmosphere in the cultivation world is so weird, the same female monk, whether it is a female cultivator of the demon clan, whether it is a face or a charity in the flesh, no one will talk nonsense with a gun and a stick. But as long as the human female monks are a little more bold, public opinion will secretly ferment and change their flavor - this is really a very interesting phenomenon, and the human cultivators who talk about going against the sky and being at ease all day long actually have a very strong concept of male power.

"Look at you, it's obviously a very simple thing, you have to look ahead and think about so many irrelevant things. Lan Xianli scoffed at this: "Senior Brother Liumiaoxiang, why don't you think so—why are their male monks indulging in flowers and countless royal maidens, and we female monks will be criticized when we go to the brothel? Why should we care so much about what others think of us?"

This series of interrogations stunned Liumiaoxiang and Nadi.

The blonde girl suddenly sneered: "Senior Brother Fatumai, you really have the style of a rakshasa. ”

The beauty mole's face suddenly turned white, but her ice muscle and jade skin were already deceiving the frost and snow, and others couldn't see it when it turned white.

"Rakshasa's demeanor?" Liu Miaoxiang bit the corner of her mouth and pondered: "Liuli, do you mean that Senior Brother Fatumai has a strong sense of feminism?"

"Yes, Rakshasa is a typical matriarchal society, women are far more noble and have more say than men. ”

"Women should have more say than men!" The beauty mole glanced at them coldly: "If you really can't pull your face, you can wait for me at the door of the "Sanjiang Pavilion", and I will go in by myself." ”

Before Na Di and Liu Miaoxiang could speak, a sunny and warm voice stopped Lan Xianli first.

"Fellow Daoists, please stay. ”

A beggar, dressed in quail and unkempt, stood up lazily from the white jade steps at the main entrance of the "Sanjiang Pavilion".

The three Loli all turned their eyes, and Lan Xianli pointed at herself hesitantly, meaning are you calling me?

The beggar nodded vigorously, stretched out his black nails that were several inches long, curled up like a bird's claws, and parted the long hair that covered his face. He was so sloppy that all his hair was beaten into a cake, and his original red hair color was covered by dirt into a disgusting muddy color.

"I don't know what Tan Yue has to say?" Lan Xianli looked at him coldly, this beggar was very big, he was at least eight feet tall after standing up, and his face was fierce to death, his eyes were like copper bells, his mouth was bloody, and his huge and raised garlic clove-like nose was also inlaid with a dark iron ring.

Judging from the two horns that resemble a full moon scimitar on his head, it is clear that this gentleman is not a human, but a demon—a bull demon.

"Fellow Daoist, I see that your bones are magnificent, your eyes are like quenching, you must be a person with a heart like a rock, courage and wisdom, and a limitless future. Although this beggar-dressed bull demon deliberately restrained his true yuan fluctuations, his fruit position was not low, because as soon as he spoke, a strong sandalwood fragrance spread out - "Mouth out of the wonderful fragrance" This is a typical sign of a foundation building monk: "However, the poor Taoist view of your life, although there is a yin owl pattern into the middle palace, the sea of tears in the Yin Hall is faintly black, presumably there must be a big murderous encounter before Tengda!"

"You are a stinky person who wants food, and you still know the "Yuan Xu Zhishu" that predicts good fortune and evil?" The flute flattened her mouth contemptuously, she had long heard that there was this kind of liar in the cultivation world who was known as iron-clad, and used rhetoric to deceive the novice cultivator who was not deeply involved in the world.

"The 'Yuan Xu's Technique' of Cup Divination is just a small way!" The bull demon patted his head, and suddenly a little green mouse with blue fur and ribbed wings poked his head out of his dirty hair like messy grass, and the two mung bean eyes stared at Lan Xianli's essence, and the rat whiskers on the side of the sharp mouth were like sieving chaff and trembling: "The poor Dao Niu is vigorous, and what he cultivates is a rare "Le Technique" in the world. ...”

"The past and the future, everything is clear?" The beauty mole sneered and exposed the other party's old bottom: "Won't it be because after hearing my feminist remarks, you are not angry in your heart, and you can't help but want to find fault, right?"

"Fellow Daoist, you really misunderstand the poor Dao Bird......

"Next, do you want to say that as long as you give you a sum of spiritual sand, you can help me resolve that murderous encounter?"

"Daoyou and I have a fate, no need to pay, free, hehe, free. Niu Dali took out a neat box of neat Dan books from the tattered flower bag, reached into his arms and touched it for a while, pulled out a bean-sized, white and transparent lice, raised his hand to feed the little green mouse, looked up and smiled: "I think I, Niu Dali, is also a dignified demon king, if I ask you to collect money from the small pimple during the Qi refining period, what will it be?"

The three Loli saw the ugliness of him picking lice and feeding the mice, and almost didn't vomit out in disgust, but when they heard that this thing called themselves the demon king, they were shocked again, the demon king is the honorific title of the demon cultivator to Jin Dan, just as the Buddha called Jin Dan the master. Unexpectedly, the sloppy beggar in this game is not only the fruit position of the foundation, but also an old demon of Jindan.

"No need...... Lan Xianli politely rejected the kindness of the Jindan Bull Demon: "Senior Demon King, if your 'Edict Technique' really has the ability to know everything in the past and future, why don't you help me calculate what is the name of the big hands that control the fate of everything in our Yanfu world." ”

As soon as the little green mouse heard the beauty mole say this, he immediately became energetic, and without waiting for the master to give orders, he took the initiative to twist his butt and get out of the cow demon's grass nest hair, puffed out his small surprising wings and floated down to the Dan book box, combed his head a few times, sniffed around with his nose straight, and finally took out a Dan book, and flew back to the bull demon.

"Is this still worth counting, the fate that governs everything in our Yanfu World is of course the Great Dao!" Niu Dali took the page of the Dan Book from the mouth of the green finch mouse with a smile.

Na Di and Liu Miaoxiang got close, and curiously leaned over to take a look, and found that the Dan book that the green mouse brought back had a big Dansha ink character written on it: "Jing".

"Your "Ele Technique" is really powerful, I have always thought that the Great Dao is invisible, giving birth to heaven and earth, the Great Dao is ruthless, running the sun and the moon, and the Great Dao is nameless, and all things are nourished for a long time. I didn't expect the avenue to really have a name. The beauty mole sneered at Niu Dali and gave a thumbs up, turned around and pedaled up the steps of the "Sanjiang Pavilion", Na Di and Liu Miaoxiang looked at each other and smiled, glanced at Niu Dali with disdain, and chased after him.

Niu Dali looked at Lan Xianli's back, and the game dust in his eyes was gone, replaced by questions and puzzles that could not be resolved—isn't it only our Rakshasa in the Cuiyun Mountains of Xiniu Hezhou in the entire Yanfu world? Where did a Rakshasa woman pop out of this poor country in Little Buddha Continent?

The green finch rat was still very busy with his work, and after delivering the first piece of Danshu, it flew back to the box and sniffed violently, and flew to the bull demon with the second piece of Danshu in his mouth, and squeaked at the master like a gesture.

Niu Dali looked up to the sky and took a deep breath, pointed at the little flying squirrel with a thief's head and brain, and scolded: "Bastard thing! You usually let you have a quasi-score, why are you so stimulated today? I fucking a golden pill, how embarrassed you are in front of the three Qi refiners? The Great Dao is invisible! How can I fuck the Great Dao have a name? Huh?"

There were still a few unkempt beggars lying under the steps of the "Sanjiang Pavilion", and they couldn't help but laugh when they saw him mad: "Old Niu, Old Niu, don't scold your mouse, it's better to blame yourself, your tricks of Xiniu Hezhou hooking up with girls are too old-fashioned, we didn't have this set of Dongsheng Shenzhou tens of thousands of years ago." ”

"You know a dick. "Niu Dali thought to himself, what the hell do I want to hook up with the crush, as soon as the beauty mole approached just now, my green finch mouse immediately reacted, others may not understand, but I am too familiar with why the green finch mouse has this reaction - it is stimulated by a pheromone that I can't resist! I know very well what this pheromone is, because my Taoist companion is a Rakshasa woman who is born with a catly physique, and whenever she gets close to me, the green finch rat will also have a slight tremor in her body just like just now, and then she will show off and please like taking medicine, and she will do her best to flatter.

"Yes, yes, we know a dick. A few beggars thought that he couldn't hold it on his face, and he didn't dare to take a Jindan old demon to separate them: "Actually, you don't have to feel faceless, the most petite of the three little girls is wearing the standard monk robe of the Maha Infinite Palace...... If you can really hook up with that beauty mole, it will be a big trouble - after all, you are just a Taiyi San person who traveled here from Xiniu Hezhou. ”

Niu Dali smiled contemptuously, too lazy to talk to these deflated people, and tore off the Danshu in the mouth of the green finch rat, and didn't look at it and crumpled into a ball of fingers and flew away.