The woman is very tall and slender, wearing a red corset, outlining moving curves under the tightly wrapped red clothes, with mirror-like black hair hanging down to her waist, a pointed pink little face, slightly thick lips, but seductive and sexy, and a pair of warm eyes on her tall nose.

At this moment, the woman's cheeks were slightly red, and a pair of beautiful eyes with willow eyebrows upside down were spewing out raging anger, staring at the place of Chen Santou's face without moving, and the condensed jade hand quickly pinched the decision.

Chen San immediately came to his senses, instinctively covered his crotch with one hand, wiped it on his waist with the other, took out the Kunmu Spirit Boat and floated on the surface of the stream, then turned over and climbed up with his hands and feet, and lay at the bottom.

The spirit rose up, wrapped around the spirit boat, and also wrapped Chen San rushed out of the water, quickly breaking through the air.

As soon as the spirit boat was raised, the woman finished pinching the trick in her hand, and more than 100 green light spots appeared in front of her. The points of light became larger and shaped, forming patches of emerald green leaves with clear veins, cutting towards the place where Chen San fled under the woman's fingers.

In the end, Chen San was a little faster, and all the woman's spells were cut into the stream, splashing bunches of crystal water.

"Ahh

Another scream sounded with a tearing cloud, and the two dark buttocks exposed when Chen San turned over before leaving, made the woman scream in annoyance again.

Chen San's eardrum, which was lying on top of the Kunmu Lingzhou, tingled again, so he had to shake his head again and again to make himself feel better.

At the woman's first scream, a familiar voice pierced her ears, and Chen San already understood what had happened. Among the various ridiculous things he did when he was young, there was a thing of peeping at a woman from a good family bathing and being discovered, and the shrill screams of shame and anger are still fresh in Chen San's memory.

Whenever someone was found screaming, Chen San fled in embarrassment for the first time, and this time was no exception, although he was not looking at others by himself but being looked at by others, and he didn't have time to worry about whether he lost or not.

The spell cast by the woman also controlled the output of spiritual power, even if Chen San was not physically strong, at most there were more than 100 small cuts on his body, far from being injured.

It was precisely because he saw the mercy of the woman's subordinates that Chen San didn't even have a word of defense, and fled directly in embarrassment.

After escaping for nearly 100 miles, Chen Sancai suddenly woke up, what is this?

Since ancient times, women have been allowed to play in the lake, and men are scolded and beaten by women when they don't realize it. Now it's the man's stream to wash his body and clean it, and the woman doesn't notice it or scolds the man angrily, what is this?

It's the injustice of the world!!!" Chen San thought depressedly in his heart.

In the final analysis, it is all Chen San's bad habits.

Although Chen San was a gentleman when he was young, he often did boring and harmful things done by gangsters in the market, and peeping at women bathing was one of them.

Although Chen San was curious about this matter, he often couldn't bear to squat in the corner of someone's house, and he was afraid that he would be caught and sent to the government to let his father send someone to bring him back for a good beating, so he panicked as soon as he was discovered, and he didn't care about running away......

This is the case with Chen San now, not to mention the strong physique of cultivating "True Soil Condensation Determination", even the physical strengthening of ordinary immortal cultivators cannot be pierced by the screams of the woman in red and make their eardrums hurt, if all this is not Chen San's psychological reaction to the fall of his previous bad habits, then what is it?

A twenty-year-old immortal cultivator thought wildly in the air, and by the way, he felt a little nostalgic for the absurd happy days of his youth, and gradually disappeared in the air.

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Yanglong City is under the jurisdiction of Luofan Temple, one of the four major sects in the Lingcheng Realm, and it is also one of the few spiritual cities full of mortals in the Lingcheng Realm.

As the name suggests, the Spiritual City is a city with a strong aura.

Among the four major sects in the Lingcheng Realm, Luofan Hall is known as the first sect in the territory both in the dark and in the open, and Yanglong City is the spiritual land after Luofan Hall was destroyed after fighting with a big sect. Later, for some reason, it became a mortal residence outside the spiritual land, and the Luofan Temple did not stop it much, and over time, it became a city mixed with many mortals.

It is said that there are mortals, but in fact, mortals can only live in the outer city, and the places with strong spiritual energy in the inner city are all occupied by the disciples of the Luofan Hall and the scattered cultivators.

In the entire Lingcheng Realm, the city under the jurisdiction of the Luo Fan Temple, which is known as the first sect, is also the largest among all the sects, but the Luo Fan Hall is not the sect with the largest number of disciples.

Luo Fan Hall is stubborn in its own inheritance of exercises, except for the fire attribute spiritual root cultivator is regardless of quality, the rest of the spiritual root attribute is at least a medium-grade spiritual root to enter the sect's eyes.

The top-grade Linggen monks are all geniuses that are rare in a hundred years, and the second-grade Linggen monks are also once in decades. Luo Fan Temple selects disciples in this way, even if there are many cities as the background, there are few disciples, and there are not many disciples of its medium-sized sect.

Since Luo Fan Hall deserves the title of the first sect in the Spirit Inheritance Realm, there must be a reason for doing so. Not to mention the "Eight Gates of the Fire Sutra" of Luo Fan Temple's major, the exercises practiced by other spiritual root monks alone are not much worse than those of ordinary major sects, and the "Eight Gates of Chen Fire Sutra" is a supreme practice that is said to be able to cultivate to the realm of true immortals.

Therefore, although there are few disciples in the Luofan Palace, when each disciple appears in front of the major sects, he is comparable to the elite disciples in the major sects, which cannot be underestimated.

Because there are few disciples in the Luofan Palace, the Hail Volcano Sutra in the sect can accommodate all of them, and there are not many disciples stationed in Yanglong City, and most of the monks inside are scattered cultivators.

Of course, the casual cultivation of living in Yanglong City is not a vain cultivation, but it is necessary to pay spirit stones to rent spiritual land, and the time and venue are also increasing and improving with the number of spirit stones, and the disciples of Luofan Hall are guarding the order of the monks in the city and collecting spirit stones regularly.

In the territory of Lingcheng, Yanglong City is not the only spiritual land open to loose cultivators for lease, but it is the largest spiritual land, and it is also the cheapest spiritual land, and the one is the safest, after all, it is under the jurisdiction of the first major sect.

The conditions are so good, creating the perennial overcrowding of the inner city of Yanglong City, under the statistics of people with hearts, the perennial lease of spiritual land in the inner city has reached more than eighty percent, and the Luofan Hall can allocate more spirit stones with this, and the disciples under the door have less time to earn spirit stones, and their strength is naturally higher.

One day, in the cloudless blue sky, a round of poisonous sun hung in the middle, erupting with infinite rage, scorching its fierce rays.

The irritable cicadas on the ground chirped one after another, and some of the stalls outside the south gate of Yanglong City were still sweating even if they were placed under the shade of the trees, and a light flashed in the eyes of the small vendors who were panting, and then the light fell to the ground and dispersed, revealing a young man wearing a light gray corset and black hair with fingers on his head.

The young man's face was thin and slightly handsome, and a pair of shining eyes looked around. After the street vendors landed on the ground, they just glanced at it in a hurry and stopped looking at it, and continued to drink, and the pedestrians on the road were also in general appearance, walking indifferently.

The young man is Chen San, looking at his condition, the wounds suffered by the thunder that day have all healed, and his eyebrows have grown, but the long hair that could have been spawned with spiritual power just grows naturally, and the black hair that is only the length of his fingers makes him look like a disciple of the martial arts sect in the world.

Chen San glanced at it as he raised his legs and walked away.

Although the aura of the outer city of Yanglong City is not as good as that of the inner city, it is much richer and safer than many mountains, rivers and lakes. And the aura will also wash and moisturize the mortal body, make it strong and healthy, reduce the pain and infection torture, and relatively live a lot longer.

That's it, under the operation of the Luofan Hall for many years, the mortals gathered more and more, and the final number reached an astonishing eight million.

Under such a dense population, the main road in the outer city of Yanglong City has been changed again and again, and now it has reached a width of 20 zhang. In the center of the main road, there is also a row of pavilions stretched out for people to rest and enjoy the shade, and the interval of the pavilions also contains green trees and flowers.

On both sides of the main road are three-storey buildings, jewelry, restaurants, equipment, etc., the scale is also quite luxurious, and the people who enter and exit the façade are not badly dressed.

Half an hour passed, and Chen San was tired of seeing the prosperous street scene of Yanglong City, he didn't appear here to enjoy the scenery of the mortal city, looking at the endless Yanglong City Lord, Chen San touched his waist with his hand.

Chen San looked at the small boat he took out and grinned, this low-grade flying magic weapon named Qingyunzhou issued by Qingyunmen, it seemed that he would have to use it for a long time, he felt in his heart, and stepped on it lightly, Qingmang burst out and broke through the air.

After traveling a full hundred and eighty miles, Chen San saw the ten-meter-high bluestone wall of the inner city of Yanglong City.

Under the bluestone city wall is a city gate that only allows two carriages to run side by side, there is no carved door plaque on the city gate, and monks in different clothes and costumes under the door come and go one after another, but there is no guard at the door.

Chen San lowered to the ground, swept away the light, and walked inside with the monks who had entered the city.

When I walked through the city gate, I saw an octagonal pavilion built on each side of the inner city road, and several cardinal friars sat in it. In addition to their red robes, these monks also embroidered a blazing tumbling cloud of fire on their backs, and the vivid fire cloud with the scorching sun in the sky made people feel dry and hot when they looked at it.

As soon as the monks entered the city stepped out of the city gate, they all went to the pavilion on the right, and handed a jade plaque to a cardinal monk sitting behind a granite round table carved of mahogany with a granite tabletop inlaid with granite.

The monk who handed out the jade plaque to the cardinal saw that the other party nodded, so he put away the jade plaque and walked towards the city, followed by the next monk who entered the city, stepped forward and handed out the jade plaque.

There were also monks who did not hand out the jade plaque, but asked out loud, and at this time, the red-clothed monk sitting behind the granite round table pointed to the opposite pavilion, said a few words in his mouth, and the inquiring monk thanked him and raised his legs and walked to the opposite side.

The monks who walked to the city gate did not have any formalities, and no one paid attention to them when they walked out of the city gate.