Ding Dong, the crisp sound of falling water, rippling water waves, stirring up a clear green splash, as green as jasper flawless emerald droplets. Wisps of true qi overflowed from the Danhai, and the wind swept like a rumbling sound. Like thousands of horses splashing water, flying beads hit jade. It roars like a waterfall.

Mo Ye's eyes froze, and bursts of true qi hummed. Thousands of strands of true qi converged into a surging true air flow, and the torrent burst out thousands of drops of true qi beads, splashing in the airspace and sucking down on the emerald green lotus leaves.

The lotus leaves in the Moxiedan Haibi Pond swayed wildly like crazy, and the crystal transparent true qi beads condensed on the lotus leaves drop by drop, and the beads with broken threads flowed like beads. After dozens of inhales, Mo Xie opened his eyes and took a deep breath, the teardrop of his desire was filled with pure true qi, and instantly merged into the Danhai, almost forcing Mo Ye to break through the bottleneck.

Bing Jiu was still asleep, Mo Xie didn't want to break through at this time, Danhai Qinglian forcibly inhaled the true qi and condensed it into beads.

A huge courtyard surrounded by red spars, built against the mountain, the antique Chixin Pavilion, like a crystal palace held in the palm of the hand, facing the pure gurgling small pool. On the shining Chixin Pavilion, there is a pagoda, like a giant pillar standing up to the top of the Chixin Pavilion. A pair of glittering pavilions stood on either side of the door. "Washing the heart is holy", "It is difficult to stand up for evil".

The tower is nine floors high, and the corners of the cornices on each floor are hung with round crystal bells, the cool breeze of Xi Xi blows, and the crystal bells ring ding, and the crisp and pleasant sound tears the silence of the red crystal courtyard.

A middle-aged saint priest sat in front of the Chixin Pavilion with a huge crystal bubble in front of him. The black face was covered with a dense beard, and it was messy as if it hadn't been combed for a hundred years.

Behind them stood two sixth-order saint maidens, their eyebrows clear and their eyes beautiful, their dark hair shining like silk, fluttering elastically with the breeze.

Yan Hai and Gu also lowered their heads and stood in front of the middle-aged Qi Condensing Saint and whispered, and after a long pause, they couldn't see the words of the middle-aged Qi Condensing Saint, so they had to bow their heads and wait.

"Master, Yan Xunfa is waiting for your holy oracle." A Qingli holy goddess knows a middle-aged saint.

Hum, the crystal bubble in front of the middle-aged saint lit up. The blue arc flashed countless crystals. Several streaks of blue light hit the tiny star, flashed, and mysteriously disappeared. The middle-aged saint's thick black and strong eyebrows were raised, and he exhaled heavily. Slowly pull away the long eyelids. Half-open and half-closed, he swept his eyes at the crystal bubble. "Yu'er. How long has it been".

Joy rose in the eyes of the Qingli Holy Maiden. "Master. Another decade".

"Yanhai and Gu are also here, hard work. How many sages are there in Yu'er this time?" The middle-aged saint's thick eyebrows were locked, and he swept over the normal "lock demon array".

"Master. Thirteen thousand nine hundred and sixty-seven". Sang Yu pulled out the crystal shaft and looked at it.

The first floor of the Heart Washing Tower imprisons the demonic saints who have been arrested within a year, and those who have completed ten years of reflection once a month enter the heart washing pool to wash their hearts and return to the holy realm. Prevent the Holy Realm Saints from being impregnated by demonic energy.

Wu Ye served as the master of the Heart-Washing Pool, concentrating on cultivation, and washing his heart once in ten years, causing the Heart-Washing Tower to imprison the saints.

"Yu'er, summon all the Dharma inspectors, and open the pool tomorrow to wash your heart." Wu Ye stretched his waist, swept his eyes over Sang Yu's erect twin peaks, and the corners of his mouth opened a wicked smile. Stretched out his hand and lit the crystal hood in the crystal bubble. Each time the crystal shield is clicked, the face of the sage in the crystal mask is infinitely magnified.

Wu Ye squinted his eyes for a moment, shook his head, and clicked on the next one. His eyes widened and his lips pursed. In an instant, hundreds of saints were crossed, and ten saints were selected. "Yu'er, I will wash the hearts of these ten holy women."

Sang Yu lowered his head and walked to the crystal bubbles and cut open the crystal covers. Circled in a circle and pulled towards a black point of light. Master Wuye has guarded the heart washing pool for thousands of years, washing his heart once every ten years, and personally washing ten holy women each time. Every saint comes out with red faces, red ears, messy clothes, and the heart chamber can isolate the divine sense, and no one knows what is going on inside.

"Yu'er, why did the Nine-Story Heart Washing Tower activate the 'Lock Demon Eye'". Wu Ye stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around the willow waist of his disciple Sang Yu, and touched his hand dishonestly. Turning a blind eye to Yan Hai, Gu Ye, and another saintess disciple.

Sang Yu half-pushed and half-snuggled in Wu Ye's arms, and her beautiful face was embroidered with tenderness. "Yan Xunfa caught a demonic saint today."

"Oh, I dare to make waves in my heart pool." Wu Ye smiled wickedly, picked up Sang Yu, and stepped into the light gate through the airspace.

The cool and clear night, the bright starry sky added a bit of mystery, and in the blink of an eye, the cold and seeping wind blew, and the blue night sky suddenly turned its face to reveal the evil color, and the cool wind sandwiched the dense clouds and waterfall rain. The awakened Washing Heart Pavilion was swallowed up by a little bit of rain.

A few heavy gasps came out of the attic door. The low-pressure breathing turned rapid, and the violent air currents shivered with dazzling waves. The voice was coquettish and exclaimed, the charming and pure, delicate and lovely clear color of the beautiful beautiful shadow, and the delicate and smooth nephrite body like mutton fat and white jade, through the crystal screen of the pavilion gate, fell into the eyes of the disciples outside the pavilion gate.

Ao Ting's rose-scented tight-fitting robe is like a warm jade soft and greasy skin, trembling delicately, the faint eyebrows and eyes contain a blurry spring light, the cherry mouth is red and slightly open, the delicate red tongue is licked lightly, sometimes the thin teeth gently bite the lower lip, and the two strands of hair on the cheeks gently brush the blushing cheeks with the wind.

The beating heart, with the rhythmic moaning in the pavilion door, thumped, the little pink face suddenly turned pale, and gradually turned crimson, and the panicked eyes shot out of surprise, sandwiched with a suspicious light, but also looked at the naked, delicate and smooth slender waist, and the shadow of the snake-like writhing body.

Ten years ago, Master Wu Ye recruited Ao Ting and the two to accompany her cultivation, Ao Ting's heart beat for ten years, and the four senior sisters were all in the condensation realm that broke through after the master's cultivation. Ao Ting's face blushed more vividly, spreading to her neck, gentle and luscious. The slender and snow-white legs in the ultra-short robe, with the devastation of the unbearable lewd storm, the extremely strong and coquettish voice, twisting and pinching, white and glamorous, twisting and seducing the soul of the shy.

The night grew deep, soaked in black ink, and the darkness was washed away by the rain. The drizzle, dripping raindrops, fell to the ground big, splashing water, like a small fountain, smashed out of the small blisters, popped open, drowning the chixin pavilion obscene and flattering.

It rained for a whole night, Ao Ting, who was standing in the light, looked up at the dark clouds rolling west, the fish white of the dawn faded out of the sky, and the peak of the Chixin Mountain gradually turned into light blue, the glow was shining, and the rising sun that blinked like a wheel cast out ten thousand golden lights, and the four fields were verdant!

"Master, today is the day of heart washing." Ao Ting whispered, although her face was calm, she was very flustered.

The crystal door of the Chixin Pavilion shook slightly. "Ting'er, are the patrols all in place?"

Ao Ting swept her eyes at the hundreds of cultivators outside the Chixin Pavilion, and opened the roster one by one.

In the Chixin Pavilion, Sangyu wore a transparent and elegant long skirt, with black hair draped on the side like a waterfall, and she was elegant and flushed without makeup. The delicate powder has a little red lips, and the twisted look is still ashamed. The demeanor of Youlan was tidying up a large piece of silk bed that was wet, and the mandarin ducks that shone with soft light were in a mess.

Wu Ye's squinting eyes fell on Tingting's buttocks, the corners of his mouth arced evilly, and he smiled excitedly, his eyes curved into a hook sickle, as if with the magic of tearing clothes and pants.

Sang Yu's crescent-like eyes, overflowing with delicate charm. With a smile, his glamorous expression was naturally revealed, and Wu Ye exclaimed as if his bones were numb.

"Master, all 100 inspectors have arrived." Ao Ting's elegant and delicate eyes flashed.

The crystal door of Chixin Pavilion, the spiritual light flashed, the spirit of Wuye was a hundred times, and the jade tree stepped out of the wind. Flashed and sat on the white jade seat. "Today's heart-washing is still the same principle as before, and the heart-washing is secondary, ah...... It's all clear."

"Yu'er, have you prepared the heart washing pool all night?" Wu Ye's face was stretched out, and he looked at the crowd with an expressionless face. The hundred Peixing patrols were pleasantly surprised, bowed their heads solemnly, and listened respectfully to the reprimand.

"The master is ready". Sang Yu lightly clicked on the crystal bubble, and the small dots of light in the crystal bubble flew into the red circle of light around the crystal bubble. The center of the huge crystal bubble left only a glittering aura of black light.

"Ting'er, send the order to enter the pool". Ao Ting took out a dozen square crystal cards from the holy bag. With a slight lift, hundreds of crystal lights flew out, and one by one the crystal plates carved with jade people fell into the hands of the patrol law.

"Yu'er, activate the heart washing pool". Sang Yurou finger tapped the black ring in the center of the crystal bubble. Boom, the Chixin Tower emitted a buzzing sound. There was a continuous sound, like a pouring rain blowing and raining in the tower. The sound of the water was roaring, as if thousands of tigers were writhing and roaring.

In a quarter of an hour, the roar subsided. The hundred patrols bit the tip of their tongues lightly, and squirted a mouthful of sperm blood on the pool entry order. The pool entry order sucked, and the red light burst out, and bursts of thick fog poured in from the pool entry order, instantly devouring the law patrol.

The red mist surged for a few breaths, slammed inward, hissed, turned into an internal spiral fog circle, shrunk into a point, and disappeared into the morning light.

Wu Ye smiled. Look at the dark clouds that sink into the sky. The dark clouds with purple sandalwood, leaving a small half of the face, hid in the clouds gloomily.

It was early, and Wu Ye didn't seem to be in a hurry to enter the heart pool. Sitting on a stone seat carved from white jade, he reached out and stroked Ao Ting's bulging buttocks. With a crooked face, his slanted colored gaze aimed at Ao Ting's red and tender little face. "Yu'er, where is the little saint I said yesterday?

Sang Yu lightly scratched the crystal bubble, the crystal bubble buzzed softly, and pieces of blue sky flashed in the crystal bubble. Tapping on the center of the sky, the faint blue curtain opened, flying to both sides of the crystal bubble, and in a blink of an eye, a blue sky full of stars flew in front of you.

Sang Yu slashed nine canopies in a row and stopped in the cyan airspace. Looking at the comparison, on the huge blue brocade in the crystal bubble, the stars lit up one after another. Sang Yu lightly tapped an inconspicuous light mask on the bottom side of the hollow space. (To be continued......)