Yu Sha

Only a moment later, surrounded by Qing He, Chu Weiyang even walked into the huge Taoist palace in ignorance, then closed the bronze door of the Taoist palace tightly, and continued to teach Chu Weiyang under Qinghe's guidance. Yang Fu sat on the futon on the high platform of the Taoist palace.

Until the moment he sat down, Chu Weiyang felt quite confused.

He wanted to say something to Qing Hefen, who suddenly met him, but at this moment, in the Luo Da Dao Palace, behind the wooden screen on the side, there seemed to be another person's rustling voice. When he listened carefully, it seemed to be yarn. The extremely detailed grinding sound between the clothes.

Knowing that there were still outsiders, Chu Weiyang finally stopped all the confusing thoughts in his heart.

Of course, Chu Weiyang would not think that Qing He would be assigned as an outer disciple one day. Moreover, according to his understanding of Qing He, this seemed to be just pretentious. The more serious he was, the more serious he was. Want to play something fancy?

The more he thought about it, the more confusion arose in Chu Weiyang's heart.

At the same time, the urge to ask questions became stronger and stronger.

But from the beginning to the end, Qing He just sat beside the waiter, deliberately ignoring Chu Weiyang and looking directly behind the wooden screen.

Who is it?

While he was suddenly confused, Chu Weiyang had already vaguely made a guess. But the moment the guess emerged, Chu Weiyang suddenly felt that his idea was a little bolder.

And as if to confirm Chu Weiyang's thoughts, almost at the moment when such thoughts occurred, the rustling sound of gauze clothes grinding became closer and closer from behind the screen.

When he looked again, sure enough, it was Shi Yuting who was wearing a light plain robe and covered with black gauze. His slim and convex figure was walking out from behind the wooden screen. Perhaps he caught Chu Weiyang's gaze and looked at him. He was clearly at the peak of his elixir, but his face turned rosy in an instant, as if he was drunk.

But then, as Shi Yuting's waist twisted, it seemed that the beautiful woman was clearly drunk, but she still managed to support her figure. She seemed to be losing her composure, but she still acted politely. .

She bowed towards Chu Weiyang like this.

"Sir, in this vast sea, we finally meet each other again. We became famous at the Dan Banquet. Now the Dragon King's banquet is even more popular. He is known as the 'Lord of Langxiao Mountain'. His profound luck is enviable. "The junior sister congratulated the young master and performed a dance."

Hearing this, Chu Weiyang seemed a little flattered.

Regardless of the connection between the gods in the past, how they separated each other's gods in Niwan Palace, but at that time, perhaps because of the sense of distance, Chu Wei could do whatever he could. Yang Yehun didn't pay much attention to it.

But now, they are really in the same Taoist palace. They are the monks at the peak realm of elixir in Baihua Tower. They stand there handsomely, calling themselves "Master" and "Junior Sister", and even offering sacrifices. Dance a song.

The more this happened, the less peaceful Chu Weiyang felt, and the more he wanted to thoroughly explore the truth.

So, Chu Weiyang turned his head and finally looked at Qing He.

"Qing He, you master and disciple... what kind of battle is this? If you don't explain it clearly, Chu will feel uneasy!"

Finally, he heard Chu Weiyang ask such a question, and in an instant, Qing He's face burst into a bright smile.

She didn't answer for a while, but looked at Shi Yuting with a smile, and raised her chin proudly, as if Chu Weiyang asked Qinghe for no reason and taught Qinghe to win against Shi Yuting.

Immediately afterwards, Qing He's clear voice sounded, like a pearl striking a jade plate.

"Look! Look! Master, what did I say? My master is devoted to the Tao! This is a matter of cause and effect, involving luck. If the master doesn't find out, it means that we, the master and the disciple, will no longer be charming. , we need to put it aside first! Otherwise, how can we be called the Lord of Langxiao Mountain!"

What he said was as if Qinghe was extremely proud after receiving the name of the mountain master. It seemed that Chu Weiyang's dedication to the Tao taught Qinghe how much face he gained in front of Shi Yuting. Chu Weiyang could clearly understand that that extremely bright smile was not Baihualou's technique, but Qinghe's true smile from the heart.

At the same time, a cheerful and gentle smile also bloomed on Shi Yuting's face.

The direct descendants of Baihualou are not the prostitutes like the outer sect. What they want is to rise with the wind. The more they want to entrust the achievements of this life to the real dragon, the more they tend to be cautious when making choices. Be cautious, consider every step you take, and hesitate every step you take.

Even if it is the cause and effect of the sect in the past, it is almost certain that their only choice is the roots of the Wang Sect, but even if they have no choice, who doesn't want to meet a real dragon!

They are willing to entertain others with sex, but Chu Weiyang can stay awake in the face of temptation, which really makes them happier.

What's more, it was precisely because of Chu Weiyang's temperament and reaction that they were more willing to serve Chu Weiyang with sex.

So, along with Shi Yuting's gentle and cheerful laughter, when Chu Weiyang followed the sound, he saw her figure swaying and walking slowly. When she came to Chu Weiyang, Shi Yuting's figure He squatted, half squatting, and then knelt down beside Chu Weiyang.

Well, sitting down was just an illusion. While sitting on his knees, Shi Yuting leaned forward and leaned straight next to Chu Weiyang.

Half of them are unwilling to move because of their heartbeat, and the other half are because of the difference in cultivation between the two.

But Chu Weiyang was still staring straight at Shi Yuting's equally clear eyes, which seemed to have an attitude of not reacting at all unless he explained what was going on.

Then, Shi Yuting's voice sounded slowly.

"Master, do you want to know all the details?"

Chu Weiyang didn't speak, just nodded quietly, and while listening to what Shi Yuting said next with bated breath, he secretly sighed in surprise at how thin the plain robe was.

But then, Chu Weiyang rarely saw a slightly sad look on Shi Yuting's face.

"In fact, these details should have been discussed with the young master and should have been taught to the young master long ago. Let's start from the beginning and mention the sixth elder of my sect and the sixth uncle of my concubine. She has already Died in this disaster..."

Therefore, in the very short period of time that followed, every word and every sound in Shi Yuting's mouth shocked Chu Weiyang's mind.

From the cause and effect of the "Five Zangs and Food Qi Essence" related to the Panwang Sect, to the Sixth Elder's desire to settle the cause and effect and use the accumulation of luck to open the door to enlightenment, to the sudden occurrence of disasters and misfortunes, Finally, Shi Yuting took over hastily after the sixth elder had no choice but to die.

This was the first time that Chu Weiyang was able to see the full picture of the cause and effect between himself and Baihualou.

Those statements that seemed like fantasy, almost fell into Chu Weiyang's mind in a flash, and were confirmed by Chu Weiyang.

After all, it is true that the Panwang Sect's method "Five Zangs and Food and Qi Essence" was taken away by Baihua Tower. Not to mention anything else, in this Taoist palace, three people all practice this ancient method!

But unfortunately, Chu Weiyang, the root of the Panwang Sect, is still alive! And live well!

The sect is in such decline that there is no way to retreat. Unless Chu Weiyang dies and the incense is cut off, otherwise, as long as Chu Weiyang improves his cultivation step by step, it means that the Panwang sect's fortunes have bottomed out. .

It's hard to say how far it can bounce, but as long as the luck number goes up, the past causes and effects will naturally be sorted out.

Baihua Tower is naturally the first to bear the brunt.

This is the root cause of all cause and effect in the two schools.

So on this basis, no matter what seemingly impossible things happen, the toilet becomes logical.

And along with Shi Yuting's words, Chu Weiyang's originally worried heart calmed down little by little.

It's not that it's not good to be passionate about emotions, but after experiencing the experience of the past and present, Chu Weiyang has found it hard to believe those pure emotional connections that are like fairy tales.

It is easier for him to see the extremely fragile side of this simple maintenance.

On the contrary, it is like this now. When it comes to talking about it, is there any affection between him, Shi Yuting and Qing He? After thinking about it carefully, maybe there is.

And it has its own emotional ties, and it also has the cause and effect of the past that must be resolved.

On the contrary, this kind of connection made Chu Weiyang feel more at ease from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, I could really see where Shi Yuting, as a master, truly excelled Qing He in the Baihua Tower magic.

If you have not hidden your clumsiness, in fact, those of Shi Yuting and Qing Hehui are all the same.

But even people like Chu Weiyang, who have never seen much of the world in this life, could see the details of Qinghe's pretense in the past, but now it's Shi Yuting's body, every move, every move The key points of the secret method were all integrated into the gentle aura of her body.

A frown and a smile, just as natural.

And while speaking sentence by sentence, Shi Yuting "expanded" without leaving any trace, and when he reached the end, he ran straight into Chu Weiyang's arms.

But when Chu Weiyang suddenly felt a sense of relief, just when Chu Weiyang slowly came back to his senses from his deep thoughts, before he could notice, Shi Yuting suddenly put away the stickers. Lean's figure then stood up in a hurry, as if he was aware of his own gaffe and felt shy.

"Young Master, this is how delicate things are. We have to wait for a long time before the banquet, and we always have endless things to say. Now that you are at ease, let's watch the dance, okay?"

Almost instantly, due to the relaxation of his mind, Chu Weiyang showed an unfinished expression and a feeling of loss.

Almost confused, Chu Weiyang nodded slightly subconsciously.

But at this moment, Chu Weiyang suddenly heard Qing He's voice next to him.

"Master, if you just want to watch the dance, it wouldn't be interesting to come!"

This was also done using the magic sound technique. Qing He's crisp voice fell into Chu Weiyang's mind, and it took time for Chu Weiyang to extract himself from the hazy meaning.

However, after some gentle words made Chu Weiyang completely at ease, everything else was just pure fun.

Two generations of direct monks from Baihua Tower were serving each other. Chu Weiyang felt that it was too late to be happy, so there was no way he would have any other ideas.

That’s right, after running away for ninety thousand miles and now earning such a great reputation, can’t we enjoy the moment for a while?

So, Chu Weiyang smiled, deliberately echoed Qing He's words, and asked further.

"Oh? Then Qinghe, tell me, how can it be interesting?"

While speaking, Qing He turned over his hand and took out the jade flute.

"Master dances and slave plays music. Master should also be taught to have a sense of participation!"

"Ah - but Chu doesn't understand music, let alone dance!"

"This is easy! It's hard to say anything else, but the way of music, slave is a member of the little Fang family! Master does not need to know the music, as long as there is a certain rhythm, you can play in harmony with slave! Oh! That's right! I remembered! When it comes to rhythm, isn’t the rhythm of the master’s sword technique the most exquisite in that the twenty-four qi flow in response to the sound of the sword?”

When he mentioned this, Qing He almost beamed with joy, stroking his palms repeatedly in admiration.