Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 424
Seeing that there was no movement in the mirror for a long time, the coquettish man secretly raised his head and took a few glances, cold sweat dripping down involuntarily.

One side of this mirror is as smooth as water, with hidden flowing golden light, while the other side is wrinkled and uneven, making it look dilapidated.

In the world of cultivation, as long as there are magic weapons like mirrors, they are almost all magical and powerful treasures.

This side is no exception.

The coquettish man had suffered several times under this mirror, and was tortured to the point of death every time.

Because this treasure mirror can not only weaken the power of the soul, but also the defense of the body is beyond the category of Taoism.

The person who drove it hid in it, like hiding in the hard shell of a fourth-order turtle demon, let alone Pu Lingying, even the palace lord was helpless.

Otherwise, in the past few months, a little girl in the late Yuandan period would not be riding on her neck to do her best.

"Little ancestor, give me some instructions!"

With a mournful face, Pu Lingying faltered and said: "There is no rush in the palace, but the spirit chefs of Lanyue Pavilion are still waiting."

"Old Man Pu, didn't you guarantee the ticket back then, saying that you would come to Hongyan Palace with you, and you would have no worries about eating and drinking in the future, and you can have unlimited supply of any spiritual delicacies?"

On the mirror that was originally extremely quiet, a soft, sweet sound came out as the golden light burst out everywhere.

A vague and slender figure gradually grew in size, as if moving hundreds or thousands of steps in the small mirror, followed by a girl in a fiery red fairy dress came out.

In terms of appearance alone, the woman in the mirror is only fourteen or five years old, pure and immature, her willow eyebrows are slightly raised, and a very colorful long skirt extends to her ankles.

At this time, her head with a ponytail was leaning on her right shoulder, and she stared at Pu Lingying, who was almost two heads taller than her, with an innocent and lovely face. .

"Little ancestor, this is an unexpected situation. The materials used for Furong and Golden Branches are complicated, and Lanyue Pavilion can't sell a few copies a year, so I didn't prepare so many ready-made materials."

Meeting that clear gaze, Pu Lingying immediately shook her shoulders and her voice trembled uncontrollably.

To make him such a mid-Yuandan mid-stage cultivator so fearful, it is conceivable that the girl is definitely not as harmless as she appears on the surface.

"What kind of main material is missing?"

Seeing his panic, the girl giggled, revealing two small white canine teeth.

"A 2000-year-old Qingfenglongjicao."

Swallowing dryly, Pu Lingying said hastily.

"Oh?"

Qiong's nose wrinkled slightly, and the girl lowered her head, as if she was talking to herself: "Fu Rong Jin Zhi is famous for its delicious soup, and if it is not seasoned with high-year Qingfeng dragon muscle grass, it will lose its soul."

"What the little ancestor said is true, let's just change to a spiritual dish and enjoy it. Among the signature dishes of Lanyue Pavilion, there are still many that you have never eaten before."

Wiping off the cold sweat from his forehead, Park Lingying said flatteringly.

The girl's expression changed, her small face was instantly covered with frost, and she said coldly: "I don't have a long memory, did I ask you to answer it?"

After all, a ruby ​​about the size of an inch was exposed in the right hand that she had been holding tightly.

There is a small sharp corner in the center of the round stone body. Pick it up and turn it, it looks like a shrunken pagoda.

"Little ancestor, please forgive me, it's me... talking too much, it's me who answered indiscriminately."

Pu Lingying's face turned pale from fright, and she begged for mercy softly.

"I don't care what method you use, within three days, you must send a piece of hibiscus and golden branches with all materials intact."

With a cold snort, the girl said without emotion: "Anyway, the Beauty Palace has done a lot of evil, and committed countless heinous crimes, even if they all died, it would not be a pity."

"Yes, yes, little ancestor, just wait for my good news."

Pu Lingying nodded like a pounding garlic, and said in horror.

The sharp corner of the ruby ​​in the girl's hand was pointing at his heart, how dare he say "no".

"As for me, I probably won't stay in your little place for a long time. If I feel at ease before I leave, I might easily lift the restriction on you."

Stretching for a while, the girl's dark pupils were shining with crystals, revealing a hint of weirdness.

"Thank you little ancestor for your kindness, Hongyan Palace will definitely not let you down."

Pu Lingying showed a charming smile, and patted her chest to assure her.

"Okay, let's go to work."

The girl shook her little hand impatiently, then took back the ruby, carefully pinned it to her waist, turned around and threw it back into the ancient mirror as a stream of light.

Seeing her disappear completely, Pu Lingying heaved a sigh of relief, but still maintained a respectful look and exited the box.

It wasn't until he opened a secret room in the opposite direction of the corridor that the coldness on his face couldn't help showing.

……

In the fragrant and elegant Accord, the sound of the piano poured out from the inner room like flowing clouds and flowing water.

On the innermost soft bed, there is a lazy and vicious woman reclined, her star eyes half-closed, her slender fingers slightly bent, and she gently taps the soft bed under her, as if following the sound of a piano. To the beat, it seems to move at will.

"Pudi, how about Miss Zuo?"

The sound of footsteps gradually became clear, and the vixen girl said without raising her head: "Although I have to be blunt, I have activated two god-forbidden formations, and Miss Zuo's secret technique can't penetrate it no matter how strong it is."

"Little ancestor... No, that demon girl refuses to give up, and ordered me to present a lotus golden branch within three days, otherwise the restriction on me will be aroused."

Pu Lingying seemed to have found the backbone, and cried while covering her sleeves.

After listening, the vixen's fingers hovered in mid-air, and she smiled angrily: "The Beauty Palace is definitely her opponent, but she will not think that half-step Jindan's strength can do whatever she wants in Fuyou City Come on!"

"The girl surnamed Zuo dares to hurt your life, I will report it to Lanyuezong, and then she will die!"

"Palace Master, the little demon girl is lawless, in case she is unhappy one day..."

After speaking halfway, Pu Lingying's eyes turned red, and she was crying like a pear blossom.

Fuyou City has established a rule that monks are not allowed to kill each other, but if they lost their lives, what's the use of pursuing responsibility?

Now, the only one who can make decisions for him is the seductive woman in front of him.

This woman is Yu Suoxin, the Mistress of the Beauty Palace whom he has followed for hundreds of years.

The foundation of Hongyan Palace was also built by Yu Suoxin. She has a wide network of contacts in the city, which is almost the same as those few fake alchemy monks.

"What kind of words are weeping and crying!"

Yu Suoxin frowned, and said lightly.

Although she reprimanded her, her thoughts were spinning rapidly.

Pu Lingying is the subordinate who suits her best. Hongyan Palace has developed rapidly in recent years, and this person's evil ideas are indispensable, so it is inconvenient to discard them easily.

But the restriction imposed by the girl surnamed Zuo was weird and difficult to break. She even used her relationship to invite a fake alchemy, but in the end she was helpless.

"I begged to meet Master Yin before, and wanted to ask her to break the ban, but unfortunately, I was told by disciple Lanyue that Master Yin is not currently sitting in the city."

Yu Suoxin shook his head slightly and sighed.

"Hard Palace Mistress is running around for his subordinates."

Pu Lingying squatted down familiarly, hammered the woman's fair calf, and said with a wry smile: "Lingying's life is the next best thing, but that witch is greedy and lazy, and every extra day she stays, the palace will lose tens of thousands of spirit stones." , if it lasts longer, Palace Mistress, your property may be emptied by her!"

"Brother Pu, don't provoke me. Bengong's anxiety is no less than yours."

Yu Suoxin narrowed his eyes, and said helplessly: "I can only speak a few words to Master Yin for the four Golden Core cultivators in Fuyou City. The other three seniors are not welcome by Hongyan Palace. .”

"For the present plan, let's delay for a while and wait for the return of Master Yin."

"But how should we get through the current difficulties? Lingying went to all the major elixir stores in the city yesterday, but none of the 2000-year-old Qingfeng Longjicao was sold."

Park Lingying asked for instructions worriedly.

The grade of Qingfeng Jade Muscle Grass is not too high, the key is the age limit.

Millenniums are rare, and Moti is 2000 years old.

"In the past few days, you should arrange more promotional activities to attract comrades to enter the palace to spend, and then come to try your luck and see if you can exchange for spiritual herbs."

After pausing for a moment, Yu Suoxin continued to order: "There is really nothing to do, so I have to use the inferior to make up the superior. I remember that there is a 200-year-old Qingfeng jade muscle grass in the Tainan sect."

"The master of the palace is unparalleled in strategy, and Lingying admires it."

Pu Lingying's eyes lit up, as if she had grasped a life-saving straw, she hurriedly apologized and retreated.

There are quite a lot of guests in Hongyan Palace tonight, and there are seven or eight Yuandan monks here, and he can't wait to visit them one by one.

"Oh!"

The stone door closed slowly, and Yu Suoxin lay down again with a solemn expression.

Myolie Zuo!
Saying this name in her mouth, a cold murderous look flashed across her delicate face.

Relying on an ancient mirror and rare treasures, as well as a magic way of restriction, this woman actually stays in the beauty palace to eat and drink for nothing.

In just a few months, the expenses amounted to 40 to [-] spirit stones, and it became more and more excessive, as if to eat up the Beauty Palace.

Although it is relatively easy for Hongyan Palace to earn spirit stones, it has to pay a huge head tax to Fuyou Dojo every year. After a comprehensive calculation, the net profit is less than [-]%.

She, Yu Suoxin, was a respectable person in Fuyou City, when had she ever suffered such a dull loss!

"What is the origin of this woman?"

Yu Suo raised his eyebrows in his heart and thought to himself.

Ever since she was defeated by Zuo Xing'er, she began to secretly collect information about this woman.

The strange thing is, this woman seems to have jumped out of a crack in a rock, and she asked all the major forces in Fuyou City but found nothing.

Including Lanyue Pavilion, which knows everything, there is no information about Zuo Xing'er.

"So what about the dragon crossing the river, the land under your feet is Fuyou City!"

With a cold smile, Yu Suoxin made a plan.

And let her be arrogant and indulgent for another half a year. If Zhenren Yin has not returned to the city by then, she will use bloody means to solve it.

Although killing is forbidden in Fuyou City, if there are several Yuandan monks from different forces breaking the rules together and going up and down again, the Jindan Patriarch will not ask them to pay for their lives with their lives.

……

As the sky was getting darker, Chen Ping and Weng Fuhong were chatting happily in the box, and the jug on the stone table was empty.

After drinking and eating, the maids in the arms of the two were all flushed, and some coverings were more or less removed from their bodies.

The maid serving Chen Ping was still wearing a light green gauze dress.

But looking back at the maid chosen by Weng Fuhong, there was nothing superfluous about her.

This woman has a plump body, and her skin is as radiant as jade. She hid most of her body in Weng Fuhong's arms, only showing a charming face, smiling and listening to the conversation between the two Yuandan monks.

And Weng Fuhong didn't care about Chen Ping's existence, and cast a spell to double the size of his palm.

"Senior Chen, the little girl suddenly feels a little uncomfortable, can you check it for me!"

Seeing that the sisters were about to enter the next step, the foundation-building maid in Chen Ping's arms bit her lips slightly, exhaling a warm fragrance, and pressed her cheeks tightly.

"As a Yuan Dan cultivator, it is more than enough to solve your stubborn problems. Hehe, I have always been innocent. Thirty thousand spirit stones are not expensive, right?"

Putting two fingers on the maid's snow-white neck, Chen Ping said expressionlessly.

"Senior, are you joking with the little maid?"

After the maid was taken aback for a moment, Yu Rong couldn't help showing embarrassment.

"Ahem, the two fairies wait outside the door first."

Seeing that Chen Ping suddenly lost interest, Weng Fuhong also pushed away the maid who was undressing him, and ordered.

"If you Chen Daoyou likes to be alone with the fairies, you can change to another box!"

After the two women disappeared, Weng Fuhong said jokingly.

Hearing this, Chen Ping silently shook his head.

"Fellow Daoist, do you think they are not innocent? It doesn't matter, Weng will immediately call Ping'er to change to a high-quality young child!"

Weng Fuhong was indeed a frequent visitor to the Palace of Beauty, his eyes rolled, and he immediately guessed what Chen Ping was thinking.

"No need, Mr. Chen is full. Thank you Commander Weng for your hospitality."

Waving his hand, Chen Ping refused decisively.

Hearing the meaning of farewell in his words, Weng Fuhong's complexion sank, but then he said nonchalantly: "This time, apart from thanking Daoyou Chen for his help in the past, Weng actually has something else to ask for."

"Commander Weng has a high position and authority. I don't know what kind of difficulty you need to ask me to wait for casual cultivators?"

Chen Ping put his hands in his sleeves and said indifferently.

"I'm ashamed to say that Weng is 330 years old, but there is only one heir who is only [-] years old under his knees. Gouzi is usually very concerned about puppet art, and it happens that Chen Daoyou is also proficient in puppetry. Weng made a sudden idea, and I hope you can accept Gouzi as a child." only."

Weng Fuhong cupped his fists and said loudly.

"Apprentice?"

Chen Ping frowned and fell silent.

"Gouzi is a top-grade fire spirit root, and his aptitude is not too bad. Weng will also offer double the standard of his teacher apprenticeship."

Weng Fuhong said sincerely.

After hearing this, Chen Ping showed a hint of hesitation, but what Weng Fuhong never imagined was that he didn't even consider accepting apprentices.

First of all, the aptitude of top-grade spiritual roots would not pass his requirements.

Furthermore, the main purpose of his coming to Fuyou City was to condense the golden core, and he had no free time to teach a junior how to practice.

As for the apprenticeship ceremony promised by Weng Fuhong, which is worth 40-[-] spirit stones, he doesn't like it at all.

　Thanks for the 1 point coin reward from Hongchen Refining Soul Taiwan Dollar 1500 fellow Daoist!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)