The green grass is like a velvet blanket, and a bluestone slab in the middle is flat and straight, with a foot of five feet wide.

A carriage wanders on the avenue, and pedestrians are watching.

The two spiritual horses were abnormally white and had no miscellaneous hair. The strong man who was driving was taller than ordinary people. His skin was dark, his bald head was shiny, and his muscles were swollen like rock carvings. The spring was chilly, but he was red in his upper body, wearing only a pair of cow-nosed calf shorts, and a wide copper nail belt around his waist.

The car is even more peculiar.

The driving was without any bumps, light and as light as the wind. The carvings were exquisitely decorated and there was no ceiling to protect the wall.

What's even more strange is the person in the car.

A young man sat upright on a brocade bed and played the flute, his white clothes were as white as snow. His hair was loose and his beard was not taken care of, revealing a circle of blue stubble, which looked lazy and evil.

The woman leaning beside her was young and beautiful, looking at him affectionately, and hummed softly: "...The bamboo is noisy and the washing girl is washed, and the lotus moves down the fishing boat. The spring flowers are at will, and the prince can stay..."

It seems that the whole person is about to melt.

The small table in front of them is filled with rare fruits, and the luminous cup is filled with red grape wine. The glass cups are either orange or yellow, and the fragrance is everywhere, and it must be fresh juice.

When spring is just beginning, where do you get fresh fruits?

The three women around the table were shocking.

A fat woman and two virgin girls are obviously ordinary people. How did they appear in the realm of the Immortal Master Pavilion? They will die when they enter, but they dare to blatantly!

Two minor officials from the Li Kingdom Imperial Heaven Supervisory Bureau stood beside the road card, watching the carriage go away.

A question: "Senior brother, why don't you stop me?"

One answer: "You don't understand the new ones, don't stop them, so as to save your life from being confused one day. Even if the outer sect chief deacon Li Gang is here, he will not dare to stop them. Do you know who he is... the King of Wu!"

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree.

When the little official heard this, he stretched his neck and looked at him, and couldn't speak.

The great monks above the realm of rebirth are like gods to mortals or low-level mages.

But apart from the famous people, such as the previous epiphany, the current demon clan saint queen, the four major national masters of Yong, Yan, Wu and Yue... Ordinary people really can't name many names. Like Wei Feng in Yunmeng and Fu Yaozi in Xu Zeng, the realm is too low, but only a small national master in a small country, and few people know that they have left their own territory.

Last year, the twelve-year-old melancholy realm, Nanxing, was famous for a while. The two were more famous and more important than him, King Sun of Wu and Yan Qi.

King Sun of Wu entered the realm of detachment at the age of 21, and was the first in five hundred years. At this age, the epileptic Taoist was regarded as a madman and traveled around the world.

He is the grandson of the King of Wu and a proud disciple of Yu Yangzi, the head of the Lingxiao Sect. He has been pampering all his life since he was a child. It is not difficult to escape from the realm of thunder tribulation, unlike the realm of thunder tribulation that he will be destroyed if he is not careful. However, it took him eight years to get out of the four stages of Yi Jing, marrow washing, rebirth, and bone replacement.

If it were a casual cultivator, eight years would be nothing. But King Sun of Wu was amazing and had great talent and talent, and he could not survive the disaster even after wasting eight years. It was incredible.

In the end, it was regarded as a negative teaching material. As the saying goes, greed cannot be chewed.

He was originally a sword cultivator, and he practiced talismans in the middle. He also became an instrument master and created a flying magic weapon himself.

From then on, a joke has become popular in the world of cultivation. A sword cultivator who cannot draw talismans is not a good tool master.

Yan Qi is a disciple of Xiaoyaozi, the head of Kunlun Sect, and is dull. He entered the realm of rebirth at the age of 23, which is rare, but he was covered by the King of Wu.

The road to cultivation is long. Some people start to be fast, but later they are slow; some people start to be slow, but later they are fast; some start to be fast, but later they are faster... More people fall halfway through. Very few people can reach the end.

Unexpectedly, Yan Qi crossed the realm of detachment in the next five years and fought a thunder tribulation, becoming the veritable leader of the young handsome man.

On the other hand, the King of Wu seemed to give up on himself.

In the past two years, I have been wandering around the world and won the nickname "Red Dust Romance".

Whenever I arrive at a place, I must visit the brothel that has only been opened.

Brothels are not as good as brothels, and they usually only dance, sing, enjoy flowers and chant poems. If they are not attracted by girls, it is not easy to use money and they cannot enter the boudoir.

But who can resist the temptation of the King of Wu?

If he does not use the methods of immortal masters or shows his identity as a prince, he is also a handsome young man with a pure and real gold.

The brothels visited by King Sun of Wu often disappear strangely after ten or half a month.

Everyone guessed that the girl would be hidden by his golden house.

A discerning person can tell at a glance that the Sun of the King of Wu brought the girl, mother and maid into the Immortal Master's Hall for fun. He may leave Wuwei City every few days, and that small brothel will no longer exist.

Some people also say that it is wrong.

If the King of Wu was so romantic and blooming everywhere, he would have made a bunch of milk dolls. In the future, no matter where he went, he would pounce on seven or eight tall, short, fat and thin boys, hugged his thighs and called him dad. How could he practice? Just let it be for him to give birth to a country by himself.

Maybe you can sit still and keep yourself in trouble, so as to sharpen your mind and seek to break the state.

The monks’ experience is nothing to do when they visit brothels. Some have realized the truth through killing, while others have realized the truth through asceticism, and there are many different schools of thought.

Many years ago, a calculator in the Yuhua Realm handled the accounts for a big merchant and did not have a penny. The merchant was ashamed at first, but later he felt at ease, and felt that he had given him a bowl of rice and was domineering.

One day, the sky suddenly appeared in a brilliant color, the palace was majestic, and the blue birds were hovering. The calculator ascended and the merchant realized that he had missed the fate of immortality. Moreover, the algorithm of the remaining accounts was so sophisticated that no one could take over, and the business never recovered.

So no one knows what the King of Wu is doing.

There are many different opinions, and I have a lot of fun.

Even though he was Chaoyue by Yan Qi, he was still the top figure among young monks. Every time he went, as long as the news was leaked, a group of fake brothels would surely emerge. Ladies from a wealthy family, fairies of cultivators played the piano and sang all day long, waiting for the fish to take the bait.

The carriage sways and is unique.

King Sun of Wu put down his flute and smiled at a lonely woman in black clothes and green hat by the roadside, saying:

"My junior sister Huiyi, come in the car and sit down. Brother has the spiritual tea here, which can concentrate the spirit and help practice."

The woman was so scared that she ran away.

King Sun of Wu refused to give up and turned his head and shouted:

"Hey...If you bully me in the future, tell me and you will definitely beat him up... Remember, brother, I live in the first room of Tianzijia. You can come during the day and at night..."

The girl pinched his waist and spat, "I'm a nun, don't tease me."

The obese woman curled her lips and chatted.

"Hmph, bitter face, and even... I saw many fairies on the way, none of them were more beautiful than our Cuicui... They all say that the Immortal Master Pavilion is a fairyland, and what's so strange about a bare grassland?"

King Sun of Wu said with a smile:

"Cuicui is naturally the most beautiful person in the world... But don't talk about monks in the future, some of them really kill without blinking. The one who just passed by was a Buddhist practitioner, and he had a good temper, so he wouldn't care."

When the girl heard this, she happily drilled into his arms, her eyes as charming as silk.

The woman was so scared that her neck shrank and she didn't dare to make a sound.

King Sun of Wu casually held Cui Cui's slender waist and laughed:

"The Immortal Master Pavilion is a place for various countries to receive monks. It naturally chooses a location with good environment and aura. The city likes magnificent magnificent, but it does not know that the natural and simple luxury is revealed. The Wuwei King City is worth every inch of land, but it leaves such a large grassland, which will scare people by counting it as silver. The spiritual energy is also richer than other places, and it will prolong life."

After hearing what he said, several people could breathe vigorously.

King Sun of Wu grinned and laughed. After a few breaths, his eyes were slightly stern and his smile gradually calmed down.

Everyone followed his gaze and saw a big man stopping four women a hundred feet away.

Three of them were wearing the costumes of the disciples of Tiantai Sect, one in front and two behind. The little girl in the middle seemed to be a prisoner. She walked slowly and was pushed by the person behind her and almost fell down. She was really pitiful.

King Sun of Wu stared at him for a while, closed his eyes and sensed. He said a few strange words in his mouth, but it made no sense... and shook his head and said to himself, "No, it's impossible that it's Yan Qi..."

Seeing that he looked solemn, several women dared not laugh anymore.

There are two mountain buns standing on this grassland, more than fifty feet apart. There are lush trees on it, painted pillars and carved beams.

The road stretches for a mile and is divided into two strands, like the character "Ya". On the left, we go to the outer door of Tiantai Sect, and on the right, we go to the Immortal Master Pavilion in Liguo.

The carriage drove to the node of Ya and was about to turn right when King Sun of Wu suddenly opened his eyes and called to stop.

Then, the carriage continued to move forward into the grass. Everyone laid carpets and placed them with wine, fruits and dishes, just like a spring outing and wild banquet.

King Sun of Wu sat cross-legged and said:

"A wonderful person has come. There will definitely be a big fun in the future. It's enough for you to play for a lifetime. In the realm of the Immortal Master, what happened is unimaginable, and life and death can be determined by the blink of an eye. Remember, don't leave me one foot to ensure safety. Otherwise, I will hide in the car and raise the wall and ceiling to block the attack of the thunder tribulation monk."

When the girls heard this, they were excited and scared, and they leaned over to him like oil residue.

The Fengliu Lang smiled bitterly and said helplessly:

"It's 1 zhang, not 2 zhang. Although it's so comfortable to stick so tightly, if the flying sword shoots over, I can't even free my hands to collect it."
Chapter completed!