'Ding~~~' A crisp sound sounded, Beg was shocked, he subconsciously glanced at the east of the dormitory, groaned for a moment and drilled into the ground along the candlestick, and carefully fled in the direction where the jade sound came from.

Just outside the Xinyu Emperor's dormitory, a small thatched house was newly built, and the three-foot-high iron threshold was eye-catching, but the thatched house had an empty threshold and no portal. In the thatched cottage with a radius of one zhang, a black-clothed Taoist sat cross-legged, a carp-shaped jade in front of him was suspended, and the Taoist recited the mantra, turning into a little golden sè lotus flower squirting out of his mouth, and making a crisp chirp when it hit the jade.

Don't beg to attach himself to a withered grass in the thatched house, and carefully look at the black-clothed Taoist. Do Taoist costumes, but practice Buddhism exercises, this Taoist body of Buddha power is vast and endless, don't beg to look at it with the eyes of Hongmeng, he is simply like a small sun suspended in this thatched house, shining this ordinary thatched house brilliantly.

This person is definitely a powerful person in today's Buddhism, although all his mana is constricted in his body, but Don Beg can feel that he is half a step away from the realm of breaking the Dao, and it is nothing more than the kung fu of piercing a layer of window paper to step into the realm of breaking the Dao. Maybe today's Buddha Buddha Buddha does not have such a cultivation as him, who is this person?

Looking at this black-clothed Taoist carefully, Bei Qi was suddenly shocked to find that this person had no Adam's apple on his neck, and his neck was slender and his skin was delicate, and there was a faint fragrance coming out of his body. Beg pondered for a moment, he looked at the black-clothed Taoist carefully for a while, and then looked at Emperor Xinyu's bedroom for a while, and nodded understandingly.

Those eight celestial maidens are probably the handiwork of this black-clothed Taoist. Condensed the distraction in the body of the Heavenly Maiden, and the new Yu Emperor rì night copulation, itself is pure and unstained with dust, but a heart struggles and rolls in the boundless red dust, like a tightrope walking on a cliff, struggling to escape from the dead, like a nestling in an eggshell, once the red dust is broken, it will immediately become a positive result.

This black-clothed Taoist is not only protecting Emperor Xinyu, but also refining the Buddha with the help of Emperor Xinyu, in order to break through to the realm of breaking the Dao.

In this way, the treasures entrusted by the eight Heavenly Maidens were also in the hands of the black-clothed Daoist? Don't beg to look the black-clothed Daoist up and down, and wandered around him for a long time, and finally focused his eyes on the carp-shaped jade floating in front of the Daoist.

After a moment of silence, Don Beg quietly left the thatched house, returned to Sanssouci Palace, and became one with the clone. The moment Beg left, the black-clothed Taoist suddenly opened his eyes, looked around suspiciously for a while, and then pinched his fingers to calculate, trying to figure out where the throbbing of his heart's work just now came from. But don't beg for the mysteriousness of the law, there is no trace in the first place, such as today's machine was made to a mess by the eighteen saints together, and the black-clothed Taoist spent a lot of effort, and he couldn't figure out a clue.

With a cold snort, the black-clothed Taoist nodded slowly: "The red dust is filthy, it seems that it has defiled the poor monk's state of mind. Well, if you can struggle and detach, then you will succeed. Your Majesty, please also perform the eighteenth form of the secret method taught by the poor monk, and the poor monk should cooperate with His Majesty to break through the current realm. Reciting the mantra, a fist-sized golden lotus flower erupted and slammed into the jade.

A jade burst sounded, Emperor Xinyu shivered all over his body, a hot breath surged up from his lower abdomen, he put on a strange posture, eight heavenly maidens did the Heavenly Demon Dance on the bed, and the flow of heat continued to pour into Emperor Xinyu's body, constantly bombarding the bottleneck obstacles on his cultivation.

The boundless illusion appeared in front of the black-clothed Taoist, and the eight celestial maidens who had intercourse with Emperor Xinyu seemed to have become herself, her face was red for a while, and she was pale for a while, she continued to recite the mantra, endured all kinds of discomfort around her, and silently pulled out a trace of pure Buddhist Zen power from that boundless love, and constantly integrated into the natal relics.

"All appearances are vain. If you see things that are not like each other, you will see them as they are. What is unattainable in the past, unattainable in the present, and unattainable in the future. If you see me with a sè and ask me with a voice, you are walking in an evil way, and you cannot see me as you are. Everything has a way of doing things, like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, and should be viewed as such. "The culture is a little bit of golden lotus, falling from the top of Emperor Xinyu's head, imprinted into the key points around him, and a large piece of golden light envelops him heavily.

In the next few days, Don't beg to be very busy, with the name of Xinyu's chief worship, don't beg to be powerful in Xinyu, and assign the officials of Xinyu every day to help them collect various herbs like a grandson.

After tossing a few times, Bei Qi collected all the auxiliary medicinal materials he wanted, and then dropped a sentence that he wanted to retreat and cultivate, and hid in the Sanssouci Palace and did not come out. If outsiders wanted to get close to Sanssouci Palace, they would immediately be strongly counterattacked by the prohibition he had arranged, and in just a few years, some Xinyu priests, worshippers and officials who intentionally or unintentionally approached Sanssouci Palace were beaten to death, and suddenly no one dared to approach Sanssouci Palace for half a step.

In the past few days, Beg sacrificed the refining of the Heavenly Ding, using the innate divine wood yīn yang and the flower in the Yuan Spirit Realm as the main materials, and with dozens of elixirs with the qi of the acquired harmony as auxiliary materials, jīng Xin refined a dose of 'Bliss ** Incense'. The effect of this medicine is not good, but the effect is extremely strong, back then the old man Yuan Ling created this prescription, and he had secretly tried it on several Chaos Demon Gods.

The result of the attempt was that the seven Chaos Demon Gods who were originally close friends became enemies of life and death, and the seven Chaos Gods and Demons of four men and three women were bewitched by the Bliss ** incense, and the continuous Bliss Copulation made the old man Yuan Ling who was hiding next to him look very happy, but it also made these Chaos Demon Gods no longer have a face. This matter caused a sensation in the circle of Chaos Demon Gods, but except for the old man Yuan Ling, no one knew where the seven Chaos Demon Gods had convulsions and caused such a thing.

It can be seen from this what kind of bastard the old man Yuanling was in Beggar's previous life, he really deserved to be beaten to death by the crowd. But it also shows how domineering the power of this Bliss ** incense is, those talented Chaos Demon Gods can't withstand this medicinal power, and how difficult it is for others to resist this medicinal effect.

Checking the hundredfold amount of Bliss ** incense in his hand, Don't beg to laugh weirdly. Put away Lian Tianding, put away all the prohibitions, don't beg and staggered out of the door, a doppelganger turned into a tooth Daojun, and found the officials of the worship hall and asked them to accompany him to play around the bear city, and his body escaped into the underground and came to the thatched house of the black-clothed Taoist again.

After so many days, Emperor Xinyu was still in high spirits and those few enchanting and beautiful celestial maidens hand-to-hand combat, the black-clothed Taoist was obviously at a critical juncture, there was a ninefold Buddha light rising behind her head, the Buddha light was gradually merging, if she could integrate the ninefold Buddha light, her ontological Buddha power and the eight heavenly maidens brought all kinds of red dust to refine the heart can be completely integrated, and she successfully stepped into the realm of breaking the Dao.

In the palace of Emperor Xinyu, Emperor Xinyu howled and launched an impact on the Celestial Maiden under him, and in the thatched cottage next door, the black-clothed Taoist was as red as blood, and was reciting the mantra rapidly, and the state of mind as clear as water suppressed the strange feelings that the Celestial Maiden fed back to the body, while taking the crucial step of extremely cautious Silent Meditation Gong.

Beg uncorked the Bliss ** incense, and an invisible and odorless smoke rose up, turning into two writhing and intertwined auras and penetrating into the nostrils of the black-clothed Taoist. The black-clothed Taoist's face, which was already red as if it was about to drip blood, suddenly turned purple, and all the sensitive parts of her body burst out at the same time with a hot current that made her frightened and overwhelmed, and the rolling hot current swept through her body like a flame, instantly destroying her state of mind and swallowing her reason.

The monstrous fire rose violently, and the skin of the black-clothed Taoist became bright red, and what Buddhism and what Zen skills became a joke in front of the blissful ** incense refined by Beggar's own hands. The eyes of the black-clothed Taoist spewed boundless fire, the pores of his body sweated like rain, and the sweat was viscous like glue, exuding an intoxicating aroma.

A low moan came from the mouth of the black-clothed Taoist, and she fell to the ground weakly, her eyes rolling and trembling.

On the bed, the eyes of the eight celestial maidens suddenly widened, and the originally beautiful, dignified, peaceful and amiable celestial maidens suddenly transformed into terrifying rakshasa women, their skin sè slightly with a layer of blood, and their dignified faces with a layer of yín fierce sè. They laughed heartily, and at the same time pounced on Emperor Xinyu's body, using various secret methods of the Sect of Buddhism to stir up Emperor Xinyu's passion.

Emperor Xinyu, who was fighting fiercely with the Heavenly Maiden, only felt pleasure coming, and he also seemed to smell a subtle aroma, and all his reason was swallowed up in an instant.

Bei Qi came to the Xinyu Emperor's dormitory, and he watched as the Xinyu Emperor's body dried up, and the qi spirit around his body was sucked clean by those Rakshasa women transformed by the Heavenly Maiden, and even his soul was sucked by these Rakshasa Girls. The Celestial Maiden and the Rakshasa are two sides of the same body, and they are nothing more than the transformation of people's minds.

Beg sneered, sure enough, those old guys from the Buddha Gate and the Dao Gate did their tricks, if their own people died, they would be able to escape from their souls smoothly and wait for the gods. But the souls of those who were killed by the men they sent out could not even be retained. It seems that he wants to remind the high-level leaders of the East China Sea not to end up with a soul flying away at that time, which will be heart-wrenching.

'Click', Emperor Xinyu's dry corpse shattered, turned into a cloud of ashes and sprayed away, and the nine purple dragons in his body that were like living creatures were about to break through the air and flee with a long roar.

The eight Rakshasa women were lying on the bed panting violently, their minds were fascinated by the ** incense of bliss, and they didn't notice what was happening in the outside world at all.

Beg smiled faintly, turned around and fled out, found the clone who was wandering outside, and smoothly merged with him. The clones who accompanied Beg were just some little immortals with shallow cultivation, where could they find the traces of Beggar.

After a while, the golden bell in the palace rang for a long time, and the ominous news instantly spread all over the bear city.