Chapter 388: The Night of the Wind and the Snow

/./ Wang Yuan fell into deep thought.

In the place of heavenly burial, it can be said that Qian Jiu Yu saved his life. At that time, there were two giants of the Immortal Dao and the Devil who were coercing him to hand over the magic weapon of the wooden fish.

Just this life-saving grace made Wang Yuan unable to repay it, not to mention this time to repel the three old monsters of the Yuqing faction.

These two kindnesses converged in Qian Jiuyu's words, which had a great impact on Wang Yuan, making him hesitate, who was already very astute.

The monks below were also whispering about Wang Yuan's choice.

"I guess this son will choose to worship in the Red Pink Palace and be blessed to avoid being strangled by all the Dao after this birthday banquet."

"The Red Pink Palace has always not accepted male disciples.This time the palace master made an exception for Dong Yu.I think Dong Yu will definitely join.Yanfu is not shallow.So many women who worship him are waiting for him to choose.I think it will not be repeated in hundreds of years."

"I'm afraid that there will be a monk outside to ambush this son at this time, whoever kills this son will get a huge reward from the Yuqing faction, and he can also take away the luck of this son."

"That's right, I won't hide it from you, when this birthday banquet is over, the old man will make a move against Wang Yuan.Of course, if this son joins the Red Pink Palace, then the old man will have to think twice.Offending the behemoth of the Red Pink Palace.It's not a wise choice.And the palace master has become the number one master in Dongsheng Shenzhou.Forgive all the monks don't dare to make up their minds.Especially the Yuqing faction.You have to think twice."

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While the monks below were arguing, Qian Jiuyu said again: "Dong Yu, although Du Tu can protect you, but a master of the Tribulation Period will not protect you for a lifetime.

The voice is good, and the palace master is inviting Wang Yuan to join the Red Pink Palace.

And ...... You can choose any disciple of this palace to double cultivate, get their Yuan Yin, and practice for a thousand miles in a day, wouldn't it be happy." Qian Jiuyu's eyes flickered.

This made the female disciples of the Red Pink Palace below all chatter, all speculating about who Wang Yuan would choose as his partner and double cultivator.

This is a big temptation.The monks below are eager to agree for Wang Yuan.Just say a word.You will get endless enjoyment.What do you want?The palace master has made a promise to choose a female disciple to double cultivate.Such a good thing.Why didn't Wang Yuan speak for a long time.

Wang Yuan closed his eyes and pondered, he didn't dare to look at Qian Jiuyu's gaze, he was afraid that Qian Jiuyu would cast some temptation spell at this time, so he couldn't resist the impact, and directly agreed.

But in fact, if Qian Jiuyu used some kind of magic power on Wang Yuan, even if he closed his eyes, it would be useless.

At this time, Wang Yuan felt a warmth around his neck, and a jade axe brightened, pulling Wang Yuan out of the endless demonic barrier.

"Whew, it's dangerous, if you sink like this, your own realm will fall with it, and there will be a bottleneck." Wang Yuan was very grateful to the jade axe, shook the jade axe, and raised his head.

"The palace master's good intentions are understood, even if I join the Red Pink Palace, I suffer from the monk's concern every day, and it also affects me. This is a euphemistic rejection of Qianjiuyu's gracious invitation.

After speaking, Wang Yuan glanced at each of the monks below, who had also seen it from the old monsters, and did not have any fear.

If you want to fight, then you will fight, and you will have a good time.

Feeling Wang Yuan's warlike gaze and crazy thoughts, there were many monks who lowered their gazes and didn't dare to look at him directly.

"Good, good." Qian Jiuyu was not surprised, and even had some satisfaction. She nodded slightly and said, "This is your choice.

Wang Yuan also nodded frequently, and his body retreated, and he landed in his seat.

On one side of his seat, Si Koqi had already said goodbye and left, and on the other side, Xuan Tianlan cast a kind glance.

Xuan Tianlan was also telling Wang Yuan that she would not be hostile to Wang Yuan, and that the battle was also a fair contest, but she could not represent all the monks in the sect.

"This time, the talents of the main palace have added a lot of excitement to the birthday banquet of the main palace. After Qian Jiuyu finished speaking, he returned to the canopy.

A beautiful fairy music sounded, chimes filled the ears, and streams of pink mist rose, enveloping the entire Pink Palace.

The wine and delicacies were served again, and there were also performances by female disciples, among which Ye Lan's true disciples were the most dazzling.

Of course, the monks were brought back by the elders of their respective sects, and they were scolded, insulted, and beaten.

The feast lasted three days and three nights, and on the last night, the monks were looking forward to it.

Experienced monks have dedicated their gadgets to their favorite female disciples, and if the female disciples agree, there will be a storm.

And the female disciples of the Red Pink Palace are even more generous, and they will give their love to the monks who have been worshiping them for a long time.

The night is hazy and misty, and the crimson air fills the place.

Wang Yuan was surrounded by a large group of female disciples who came to show their love, Ye Lan was also among them, respected as a senior sister, she had a small right, that is, she could be in front.

In the face of these calamities, it was the time when Wang Yuan's Dharma was completed, and he had already looked down on it.

Wang Yuan's body moved, and he dodged away.

Carrying a wine gourd, Wang Yuan walked alone in the Red Pink Palace.

The Red Pink Palace is full of strange flowers and plants, the female disciples are well cared for, and the spirit animals are also raised.

The bright moon hangs high tonight.It seems to be very close here.Within reach.Wang Yuan sits on the edge of a cliff.While drinking wine.While admiring the moon.

"Little brother, don't mind bothering your Yaxing for your brother." The sound of the wind not blowing suddenly came.

Wang Yuan didn't say anything, wiped the storage bag, took out a wine gourd and threw it in the air, was caught by Feng Buyang, and said, "Brother Feng is coming, I guess there is something to say to me, please sit down, let's enjoy the moon and drink wine, and it's not too late to talk about it."

Dressed in Confucian clothes, the wind is not uplifted, but he still has a smile on his lips.Before he became the Elder of the Red Pink Palace.He was an unfettered casual cultivator.I think he has some insights into cultivation.Wang Yuan has a dialogue with him.It will also be helpful for his own cultivation.

No matter how charming the crimson is, it can also keep Wang Yuan's mind, wine, drink one sip after another, life can be as casual as him, and this life is not in vain.

Feng Buyang took a sip of this wine, and he thought it was a fine wine from the Red Pink Palace, but after taking a sip, he muttered to himself, guessing the varieties of fruit included in this wine, but he still couldn't guess.

For a long time, this bright moon was sparse and sparse, and when it was covered by clouds, Wang Yuan coincided with the wind, threw the wine gourd under the cliff, and watched the process of the wine gourd falling.

"I think this is the way of cultivation, the higher you cultivate, the more you understand, the closer you are to danger, just like this, when the wine gourd is in our hands, it is safest, but after falling to the cliff, it will inevitably shatter the moment." Feng Buyang said.

"What Brother Feng said is extremely true, cultivation, sinking deeper and deeper, and unable to climb out, can only keep falling." Wang Yuan nodded.

Feng Buyang looked at Wang Yuan: "I thought that you, as a reverse cultivator, would have some different opinions.

It turned out that Feng Buyang was fighting this idea, but at this time, Wang Yuan's idea of life and death could not be used, and if he could, he might really refute Feng Buyang, but this was the case, and he had no room for refutation.

"Brother Feng, I want to ask, can you tell me some secrets about the palace master's Daohua three thousand bodies?" Wang Yuan swept around slightly, and was also worried that the intelligent Qian Jiuyu had already shrouded his divine sense in all directions.

"Ugh." The wind does not raise and sighs softly, but for some reason, the old monsters in the Dacheng period rarely sigh.

"I knew you were going to ask, but I can also tell you that the palace master told me about it, don't tell it to you." Feng Buyang said to Wang Yuan funny.

Wang Yuan raised her eyebrows, her scheming was exhausted, and she still didn't have Qian Jiuyu's shrewdness.

"Then you don't say, I'll say, you don't have to answer." Wang Yuan said with a twist.

"Okay, you say, I'll listen." The wind did not raise and smiled gently.

Wang Yuan sorted out his suspicions and said slowly: "In the place of heavenly burial, you are secretly protecting one of the three thousand incarnations of Daohua, and the incarnation of the palace master and I still have an enlightened encounter.

Speaking of which, Wang Yuan looked at the wind and didn't raise it, but the wind didn't raise and just smiled.

"Then the palace master's mind is very powerful, so powerful that he has become the number one master of Dongsheng Divine Continent, but I guess from the tone of the three masters of the Yuqing faction, it seems that the palace master's mind should not be perfect, but she is really perfect, breaking the constraint of what is impossible to complete.

"That's right." Feng Buyang suddenly spoke, but this was something that all the monks could see, Wang Yuan could say it, and he didn't have to hide it.

(I'm sleepy, let's have a chapter today...... )

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