Why do you have an angry face on Pang Xian's face? It turns out that the demons have evolved into a boundless joyful wonderland, although Pang Xian has only been practicing for more than 30 years, but he has seen a lot in his previous life, has a solid foundation for his cultivation in this life, and his concentration is far beyond Tongji, how can he be tempted by these evil demons.

It's just that if the magic of joy stops there, it is not worthy of being called the orthodoxy of the Demon Cult. The blissful wonderland can be transformed at will according to people's minds, and the wishful illusion is even more fueled and fired, and Yin Shu's various flattery has evolved in Pang Xian's heart, scratching his head and making postures, and he is unbearable. Knowing that it was false, Pang Xian couldn't hide the anger in his heart, so he was taken advantage of by the wishful magic.

The demon cult gods and demons are weird, and Hugh says that his thoughts are controlled by people, and even if he makes eye contact, he may be plotted. But people are not plants and trees, nor are they saints and sages, how can they abandon their seven emotions and six desires, and all kinds of distracting thoughts?

The wishful magic took advantage of Pang Xian's anger, penetrated the light of the heavenly star, and put a white and tender jade hand on Pang Xian's face, and said delicately: "Little brother, what kind of way to cultivate! Come and be happy with my sister!"

At this time, the five ghosts of the Xuan Ming Dynasty were completely confused, and the thirty-four colors of the Heavenly Star Strange Light were the talisman treasures that the Piercing Dao people had spent three hundred years of hard work and cultivated from the strange light of the stars in the sky, which was equivalent to a miniature galaxy shrouded in all directions, and the fighting method with people was almost invincible. This wishful illusion demon was able to break through the defense of the galaxy, which shows that its heels are some evidence of the extraterritorial heavenly demons.

"Little master, run away with us!" the five ghosts screamed urgently.

Pang Xian was also a little surprised, this old devil really has some Taoism, but now he must not run away desperately, otherwise he will be controlled by the old devil, and that is whether there is death or life.

Knowing that this is the most dangerous moment, the heart is like a peaceful lake without waves, and he goes all out to collect his distracting thoughts.

Ruyi Illusion Demon smiled, very proud in his heart, a group of fools, made a wedding dress for themselves. Stared at Pang Xian again, full of mockery, in front of the Heavenly Demon, he still wanted to collect his mind?

"Little brother, life is short, and pleasure is the heaviest. What is the fun of stubborn stones and dead wood, and the longevity of a thousand years? Don't you hear that you only envy the mandarin ducks and not the immortals? ”

The words of spraying beads and splashing jade disrupted Pang Xian's heart, scratching the most itchy part of his heart, making people like snow lions under the scorching sun, softening.

"Calm, calm. A thousand-year-old old woman, do you want to make her heart ripple? Pang Xian, Pang Xian, you are too unproductive. ”

While trying to calm down, think about countermeasures. At this time, outside the light building, the peach blossoms are like a tide, the fragrant snow and the sea are slamming into the streamer clouds in waves, and the weather bubbles are deducing the boundless bliss, and the sound of seduction echoes in the heaven and earth, as if this is the only value of life's existence.

The wishful illusion demon is formless and phaseless, using all kinds of tricks to tease Pang Xian's mind, if it were an ordinary person, he would have been a waste person long ago. However, the longer Pang Xian persisted, the more joy she felt in her heart, this is a good furnace that is tender and delicious, and one copulation will definitely be worth thousands of bliss.

At this critical juncture, Pang Xian suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and a paragraph of the second volume of the Guangcheng Heavenly Book appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but read it out: "The clearer, the source of turbidity." The movers, the foundation of stillness. People can always be quiet, and heaven and earth will return. It can often send its desires, and its heart is quiet, its heart is clear, and the spirit is clear. ”

After reciting, his mind really calmed down a lot, his forehead was shining, and the ** qi of the wishful illusion demon was suddenly swept away and scattered into a misty smoke.

"Damn! no one has ever been able to resist my charm." ”

The black and white eyes showed a sense of chagrin, at the beginning of the establishment of the Iron City Hell, uncovered assemblies were often held, and that period was the most joyful, and the mana of the Dao was advancing bravely. Later, the ancestor of Tiecheng Mountain took charge of the Great Hell and established rules, although there were some constraints, but they could endure it.

However, in recent years, the Gu Pan Po has been afraid of the catastrophe, reformulated the canons, and is harsh, and many of the unjust ghosts suppressed in hell have been overtaken into reincarnation.

Accompanied by a coquettish smile, the seven orifices of the Ruyi Illusion Demon spit out a puff of pink smoke, and the pores and private outfits exude a sweet and greasy atmosphere, tempting to fall and sink. Reflecting the peach blossoms in the sky, the charming sound looks graceful and bright.

It's just that at this time, Pang Xian is already getting better, reciting the mantra of Guangcheng Tianshu, and every time he recites it, his mind is pure. The wishful magic is really flattering and thrown to the blind man.

In a previous life, there was an anecdote about Buddhism that was widely circulated. The world admires Hui Neng and said: "Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where to stir up dust." Pang Xian felt that Shenxiu said: "The body is a Bodhi tree, the heart is like a mirror, always wipe diligently, don't make dust." "More desirable.

If the realm of Zen wisdom is better, but exhorting the world to look at Shenxiu is more popular, and for benefiting everyone, Shenxiu is more suitable for the inheritance of Zen mantle. Pang Xian asked himself if he didn't have such a lofty spiritual cultivation, and recited the Guangcheng Book of Heaven over and over again, and his spiritual realm was sublimated.

Seeing that Pang Xian was unmoved, his heart was filled with anger, these demon gods have always done what they want, there are no taboos, and they don't know what cultivation is.

At the moment, I change at will, sometimes as high as the white lotus of the snow-capped mountains, sometimes as prosperous as the fiery red rhododendron, graceful and luxurious with peonies, elegant and noble with orchids, there is always one that can attract people, and I am not afraid that I will not be able to confuse this kid.

But Pang Xian was smiling, his heart was like a white cloud, and his mind was like flowing water from the west and east, and he had long been immersed in the Dao realm. The heart is round, the baby is active, and it is full of spiritual paths.

The more the Ruyi Illusion Demon transforms, the more anxious he becomes, and the opportunity he seizes will be lost in the long run, and he has never seen such a stupid fool who does not enter the oil and salt. Could it be that after not making up for a while, his charm has declined?

Still is......

"Gluck......! Little brother, do you like this?"

With a "bang", a puff of colored smoke rose out of thin air, and a strong and masculine body was seen in the haze. The face was like a knife, full of edges and corners, and the tight-fitting samurai uniform was concealed and charming.

"I don't believe there is anyone in the world who can not sink under my beauty, unless you don't like women at all. ”

Pang Xian's heart fluctuated for a while, he didn't expect that there was such an avant-garde existence in Huanxi Prison, and he really did everything to seduce himself.

Seeing this outrageous move, the Ruyi Illusion Demon really disturbed Pang Xian's calm consciousness. At the moment, because of his intentions, he drilled into the depths of Pang Xian's mind, like a bone appendage, waiting to eat him dry and wipe it clean.

However, Pang Xian's fluctuation gave birth to other changes, and in the dark, he actually felt the seven golden flowers outside his body, as if he was like an arm making a finger, and at the slightest call, he summoned the golden flower and golden pill to his heart.

"Ah............h

A miserable wail was devastated in Pang Xianzhihai.

"How can there be such a thing, how can this alchemy golden flower also come in?"