Chapter 665 Brother Yan, long time no see
Li Daoxuan hugged Xiaoqian's delicate body, which was as soft as boneless and as light as a feather. His nose was filled with elegant fragrance, like white plum blossoms under the moon, refreshing and invigorating.
Ning Caichen also woke up and stared blankly at the woman in white who was held in Li Daoxuan's arms.
It was as if every frown and smile of the other person had appeared in his dreams.
It's a pity that now she is leaning in another man's arms like a little bird, not even looking at him, her eyes lowered like the moon, her slender waist trembling slightly.
"Brother Ning, don't say I'm not nice enough. I'll leave that one to you."
After saying that, Li Daoxuan laughed, held Xiaoqian and walked to the innermost part, pulled the rag to block Ning Caichen's sight.
He was about to say something when he felt a gust of fragrant wind coming. Shuangshuang had already taken off her outer gauze skirt, threw herself on him, and whispered in his ear, "My dear, there is a bearded robber chasing us outside. I am so scared!"
As he spoke, he reached out to untie Ning Caichen's belt.
"Girl, just say it, why are you taking off my clothes?"
"Men and women should not touch each other—ugh!"
While Ning Caichen was trying his best to resist, he couldn't help but look in Xiaoqian's direction.
That fairy-like graceful figure always touched his heart.
However, Shuangshuang turned his head back and kissed him forcefully, using her honed skills to try to conquer this handsome scholar.
Let that handsome young man in white be given to my sister. She must win this man!
At the same time, she also quietly sent a message to her sister, signaling her to act quickly and not let go of the perfect prey.
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In the corner.
Xiaoqian, who has always been aloof, seemed a little nervous at this moment. The man in white had just carried her in, but he did not show any haste. Instead, he behaved like a gentleman and put her down gently.
When he saw that she was barefoot, he even took off his shoes and put them on her himself.
During this process, his eyes were smiling and his expression was gentle. He did not do anything presumptuous or offensive, as if he was looking at a lost treasure.
After hearing Shuangshuang's voice transmission, Xiaoqian knew that she had to take action.
She pursed her red lips slightly, and after some inner struggle, she took the initiative to reach out and untie the ribbon of her shirt. As the misty snow veil fell, her fair skin, delicate collarbone, and bellyband embroidered with butterflies were all exposed to Li Daoxuan's eyes.
He could not help but think of the description of the female ghost Xiaoqian in Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, with skin as bright as the reflection of flowing clouds, feet as slender as bamboo shoots, and a slender appearance in the daytime, extremely beautiful and charming.
Li Daoxuan undressed.
Xiaoqian felt a little disappointed for some reason.
Are all men really like this?
However, when the white clothes were draped over her body, there was still a faint warmth left, without any smell of sweat, but instead a natural fragrance.
Li Daoxuan stared at her, his eyes clear and bright, and said, "If the girl doesn't want to, there's no need to force her."
Xiaoqian suddenly felt a little curious about this man.
"You seem to... know me?"
For some reason, she always felt that the way the man in white in front of her looked at her was not like he was looking at a stranger.
"You look a lot like a friend of mine."
"Appearance?"
“No, it’s the temperament.”
Li Daoxuan pulled her to sit down, and listening to Ning Caichen's increasingly rapid breathing outside, he couldn't help but shook his head and smiled.
"Let's pretend, too."
Xiao Qian's clear eyes revealed a hint of doubt, and she asked, "What should I do?"
Li Daoxuan stretched out his hand and shook the broken wooden board on which the two men were sitting. Suddenly, a very regular shaking sound was heard, and along with it, perhaps, there was also the sound of Ning Caichen's broken heart.
Xiao Qian blushed for a long time, then said, "Since we have to pretend, we might as well make it more realistic."
She still remembered that her mission was to seduce this man, so she mustered up her courage, closed her eyes and kissed Li Daoxuan.
Lips touch.
Xiao Qian's heart trembled, her red lips slightly opened, and ghostly energy came out, reaching towards the bright red beating heart.
However, in this process, as their ears and lips rubbed against each other, she felt her body getting hotter and hotter.
Just when he was about to swallow the other's heart, Li Daoxuan suddenly took a step back, smiled slightly, leaned close to her ear and whispered: "Miss Xiaoqian, I know you are a female ghost."
Xiaoqian's pupils condensed and her hair grew longer quietly.
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On the other side, Ning Caichen had been stripped of his clothes. He tried to resist, but under the seduction of both sides, his face flushed and his eyes gradually became blurred.
Just then, Shuangshuang accidentally touched the wood sculpture in his arms.
The sword energy surged, a scream was heard, and his palms were dripping with blood, and he flew back.
Ning Caichen finally came to his senses and realized that the woman in front of him was a demon. He quickly took out the wooden carving and pointed it at Shuangshuang.
The next moment, the wooden sculpture seemed to come alive, and a golden sword energy flew out of it and slashed towards Shuangshuang.
Both of them were pierced in the abdomen by the golden light. They screamed again, and their souls became much fainter, and black gas continued to emerge .
However, the wood carving also made a crack with a cracking sound.
Apparently, every time it is used, a crack will appear.
Shuangshuang shouted loudly: "Sister, save me, this scholar has a magic weapon in his hand!"
Hearing this, Ning Caichen suddenly woke up and realized that Brother Li was in danger. He rushed over with the wood carving in his hand and pulled open the hanging rag.
There was no bloody or horrific scene. The fairy-like beautiful woman was tightly wrapped in Brother Li's clothes and wearing Brother Li's shoes. Her beautiful hair was sticking to her skin and she was sweating profusely.
A picture of grace and blessing, and of a pair of loving couples enjoying each other's company.
Ning Caichen felt a pain in his heart.
"Brother Ning, if I say Xiaoqian and I didn't do anything, would you believe it?"
Ning Caichen looked at the wooden board that was about to fall apart and the scattered gauze skirt on the ground and smiled bitterly.
No, I'm here to save Brother Li!
He raised the wooden sculpture towards Xiaoqian and shouted, "Brother Li, they are evil spirits, run!"
Xiaoqian looked at him coldly, her jet-black hair quickly growing longer and flowing towards Ning Caichen.
This time, the wood carving did not work.
Just as Ning Caichen was about to die, a sword light fell from the sky and landed in front of Ning Caichen. The sharp sword energy forced back those long-haired people.
Yan Chixia slowly descended, stepped on the hilt of the sword, took a big sip of the wine, and laughed: "Such a strong yin energy, you are really an extraordinary ghost, much more powerful than those female ghosts!"
Xiaoqian snorted coldly and flew towards Shuangshuang without saying anything.
"Want to leave? Forget it!"
Yan Chixia made a sword gesture with his hands, unsheathed the Dragon-Slaying Sword, and stabbed towards Xiaoqian with a mighty sword energy like a river.
Xiaoqian's hair fluttered in an attempt to block the edge of the sword, but her long black hair was constantly cut off by the sword energy and turned into negative energy that dissipated into the air.
Her face changed. What a powerful sword!
At this moment, a figure stood in front of her. It was Li Daoxuan.
Yan Chixia still had a somewhat good impression of him, and upon seeing this, he quickly put away his sword.
clang!
The Dragon-Slaying Sword stopped just an inch in front of Li Daoxuan's eyes. The sword energy made his loose hair flutter.
Yan Chixia looked at him who was still calm and composed, and couldn't help but secretly sigh that this scholar was not only courageous, but also had great self-control.
If he practices sword, he might be a good candidate.
It’s a pity that I lost my vitality.
"Boy, she's a female ghost!"
Li Daoxuan smiled slightly and said, "So what? Sometimes, people are much scarier than ghosts."
"I heard that the Goddess of Xiaoxiang was also born as a female ghost. Isn't she also in control of the water veins, benevolent to the people, and worshipped as a true god?"
These words left Yan Chixia speechless.
"Take your sisters and go quickly."
Li Daoxuan said.
Xiaoqian looked at him deeply, and thought of what he had just said in her ear, feeling very complicated.
"Thank you. I will verify that matter."
After saying that, she flew away with Shuangshuang. Yan Chixia wanted to chase them, but was stopped by Li Daoxuan.
"Xiao Qian just told me that there is a thousand-year-old tree demon here. It might come to kill us soon. Let's run away quickly."
Yan Chixia was a little surprised and asked, "She even told you this?"
After a pause, he nodded and said, "It seems that the female ghost is indeed special to you. This place is called Lanruo Temple. It was once the lair of a demon. Later, the demon was killed by the national teacher, and this place has been abandoned."
"But who knew that the good times didn't last long. After the national teacher disappeared, this place was occupied by a tree demon. It is said that this tree demon has some relationship with the former hollow-bellied ghost king."
Yan Chixia led the two of them away, talking as they walked. Finally, he warned them earnestly, "After you leave this time, don't come back again!"
However, as soon as he finished speaking, countless towering trees suddenly moved, with branches like spears and vines like whips, stabbing at the three people like an overwhelming force.
The entire Lanruo Temple was rumbling, as if a monster was waking up from its slumber.
An indistinguishable androgynous voice was heard, and a demonic aura rose to the sky.
"Yan Chixia, you can't run away!"
"This time, grandma will kill you with her own hands!"
Yan Chixia laughed loudly and taunted, "You damn tree demon, we've fought so many times, and you can't stop me!"
He let out a long roar, and tens of millions of flying swords shot out from the sword box on his back. The sword energy tore through the trees and vines easily like a storm. He flew out of the temple with Li Daoxuan and Ning Caichen on his swords.
"snort!"
The tree demon grandma sneered and took out a gray little bag.
boom!
In an instant, the bag swelled up in the air, like a dragon sucking water, creating a whistling wind. Yan Chixia and the other two kept getting smaller and smaller, and were finally sucked into the bag.
The bag shrank and fell back into the hands of the tree demon grandmother. She smiled triumphantly and said, "In less than one night, Yan Chixia and the other two will turn into a pool of blood. Daughters, prepare to hold a blood feast!"
The female ghosts cheered one after another.
Yan Chixia is a very skilled Taoist. The blood he turned into has enough yang energy to match that of thousands of adult men. Even if they only get a drop of it, it would be extremely precious to these female ghosts.
All the ghosts were rejoicing, but Xiaoqian remained silent and stared at the bag quietly.
"Xiao Qian, you disappointed grandma this time, but grandma loves you, so I will give you a bowl of blood this time. Next time, don't disappoint grandma again."
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"What a strange bag! You two should take this pill!"
In the bag, Yan Chixia felt the corrosive force inside and his expression changed.
The world in this bag was very strange, as if it was a bloody world, with things constantly squirming under the feet, and the walls of the bag were engraved with strange words.
Here, even Yan Chixia felt uncomfortable all over and his magic power was being constantly consumed.
Li Daoxuan was fine, as his physique was too strong, and the corrosive force here could not do anything to him. But Ning Caichen was in great pain. Even though he was holding the elixir sent by Yan Chixia, his face was still pale and he was sweating profusely.
The whole person seems to be melting.
"This is in Sanskrit. It talks about the Maitreya Sutra."
Li Daoxuan looked at the words on the walls of the bag around him, and his eyes moved.
He was Xuanzang's sworn brother, and had discussed Taoism with Lu Biansheng, so he had some knowledge of Sanskrit.
When Mara wanted to come to Luoyang, he used this sutra to deceive the abbot Huichan of the White Horse Temple, claiming that he was the incarnation of Maitreya.
Therefore, Li Daoxuan had some understanding of this sutra.
Yan Chixia couldn't even chop the dragon with his Dragon-Slaying Sword, and was exhausted. He looked at Li Daoxuan and asked, "Do you know these words?"
Li Daoxuan stood with his hands behind his back, frowning and said, "I heard that Maitreya Buddha has a treasure called the Human Seed Bag, which can collect all things in the world. Could this be it?"
"But if this is really a human bag, how did a mere tree demon obtain it?"
Yan Chixia looked at him, slightly startled, then shook his head and said with a wry smile: "I must have drunk too much. Why do I feel that you look a bit like him?"
After a pause, he let out a long sigh.
"Who cares about the bag? We are going to die here anyway. It's a pity that I haven't shown my new sword technique to that person yet."
Ning Caichen kept wiping the sweat off his face, took out a wooden sculpture from his arms and handed it to Yan Chixia.
"Master, this thing is very magical. It helped me drive away the female ghost before. Can you see if it can be used?"
Yan Chixia didn't care at first, but when he saw the appearance of the wood carving clearly, he suddenly became serious and let out a light exclamation.
"Is it him?"
Yan Chixia felt the sword intent contained in it and finally confirmed it.
"It is indeed his aura, and there is a shadow of the uneven sword intent in it, but the sword intent is broad and not concentrated, it should be just a casual move."
Ning Caichen was in high spirits and asked hurriedly, "Master, who is this woodcarving?"
Yan Chixia sat down and took a big sip of wine, with a look of reminiscence in his eyes.
"You also know that person, he is the Tang Dynasty's Imperial Master, the most powerful cultivator in the world, Li Daoxuan!"
Ning Caichen was shocked. He never expected that this wood carving had such a great origin.
When Li Daoxuan heard this, he smiled slightly and said, "Master, it seems that you and the Imperial Master are old friends?"
Yan Chixia waved his hands and said, "My master and the national teacher are close friends regardless of age difference. As for me... I once had a swordfight with him. It was so intense that the sky was dark and the sun and moon were dim. It took three hundred rounds to decide the winner!"
"Who wins then?"
"Of course it was the national master, but he only won by a narrow margin."
He is about to die, so it doesn't matter if he blows a little, Yan Chixia thought, Li Daoxuan won't know anyway.
Ning Caichen became weaker and weaker, and asked, "Since the Taoist priest and the Imperial Master are old acquaintances , I wonder if we can ask the Imperial Master to subdue the demon?"
Yan Chixia coughed, looking a little embarrassed.
"He and I...are not particularly familiar with each other."
Li Daoxuan smiled slightly and said, "Maybe if you call for help from the Imperial Master, he will appear in front of you."
Yan Chixia sneered and said, "National Master, help me, National Master, help me, National Master, help me!"
After a pause, he looked at the two of them and said, "Look, let alone shouting once, he won't be able to hear you even if you shout three or ten times. If he can really show up right away, I'll call him Dad!"
Just then, Yan Chixia heard a sigh, and the voice sounded familiar.
"Brother Yan, long time no see."
