Cultivation starts from breaking through the sky

Chapter 484

Happy Building.

As the No. [-] brothel in the Holy Book City, its interior decoration is extremely luxurious, with carved railings and painted buildings, inlaid pearls and jade everywhere, and glazed lamps hanging on the top, and the brilliant brilliance pours down, intersecting with the luster of gems, pearls and jade on the surrounding walls. Fusion, luxury reveals a wordless high-end.

In a luxurious place, the consumption is naturally extremely high. Just to step into the threshold of Xiaoyao Tower, you need to pay tens of thousands of supreme spiritual liquid. Those who are eligible to step here are basically the children of prominent families in the Holy Book City.

Xiaoyao Building, Xiaoyao Building, Xiaoyao in Xiaoyao Building, compared to rich people, those who have no money, don't even have the threshold to enter here, so they are so happy.

Of course, having fun and enjoying the flowers, this is the extravagant life of the rich.

After paying the entrance fee, Xiao Han and Bai Ye walked into this luxurious and high-end Xiaoyao Building, where charming and coquettish women walked around with sexy steps, with revealing clothes, extraordinary temperament, and bold actions, It makes these smokey women look extraordinarily charming. Sometimes, an inadvertent wink like silk can seduce the soul, and some men with poor concentration will fall into this gentle land in an instant.

"Master Bai, long time no see."

Bai Ye's reputation is great in the Holy Book City. After all, he is listed as one of the four beauties of the Holy City. As soon as he enters, he attracts the attention of many women. From time to time, there will be a charming and delicate voice, which is very attractive.

Bai Ye is a veteran of Hua Cong, and he just walked all the way with a smile on his face. Although these women are charming, he will not be obsessed with them. His vision is different, and what he pursues is naturally different. His goal has always been the oiran in Xiaoyao Building, but this Hua Cong The veteran Mr. Bai is not that incomprehensible person, passing by these charming people.

The smoke and dust woman, who has been involved in the world for a long time, the brothel is like a theater, people come to make noise, people go to drink tea, she has long looked down on the kind of vows between men and women, and even no longer believes in them, the man who walked in said on the bed They are just passers-by when they get off the bed with touching words of love. Facing the sweet words of men, they are just flattering. After all, here, it is nothing more than a play on the spot, and it is nothing more than whoever has a better singing ability.

If it is said to experience the coldness of the world, I am afraid that no one can compare to these prostitutes who live in brothels. They often have a more thorough understanding of people's hearts and world affairs.

It is also because of this that these prostitutes are more attractive to men. They are empathetic, good at penetrating men's minds, and can figure out what men are thinking.

"You bastard, you are so incomprehensible, isn't it the first time you have entered a brothel? So many beauties are winking at you, why don't you go up and say hello?"

Bai Ye patted Xiao Han's shoulder, and said strangely, although these women are not stunning, they are also one of the best in appearance, no matter what, you have to give the beauties a little face, this guy is good, he doesn't seem to look down on him at all, it's really not good I understand the rules of the brothel.

"It's the first time visiting a brothel." Xiao Han shrugged and said.

"Uh..." Hearing this, Bai Ye was startled, and then said, "Why don't I call you a beauty first?"

"I'm only interested in stunning beauties." Xiao Han said, there are three stunning wives in his family, it can be said that he enjoys the blessing of beauties, so it is naturally difficult for ordinary women to interest him.

Bai Ye smiled, said no more, and the two walked straight inside.

Tonight is the night of the full moon, and the oiran of Xiaoyao Building will watch books and select guests through the curtain, so there are quite a lot of people in the building, all of them are wealthy sons with luxurious clothes and pearls hanging from their waists.

Of course, some curious young ladies from aristocratic families sometimes disguise themselves as men to sneak in here. The oiran of Xiaoyaolou is too famous, even the women are equally curious.

For example, at this moment, Xiao Han met an acquaintance.

"It's you!"

At this moment, a heroic woman in men's clothing met Xiao Han, and the woman's phoenix eyes immediately stared.

"Xiu'er?" Xiao Han was also taken aback. The woman disguised as a man was naturally Shangguan Wan'er. If it wasn't for this woman's voice, she would have been unrecognizable for a while. The man disguised as a woman has a unique charm.

Seeing the burning flames in the pair of phoenix eyes, Xiao Han smiled, and after looking at Shangguan Wan'er's men's clothing, he said playfully: "As expected of Xiu'er, her interest is different, she is so good Here."

Shangguan Wan'er naturally understood Xiao Han's meaning, and immediately responded angrily: "Go to hell, my lady's orientation is normal, I just came here for poetry and calligraphy, so I don't come here to ask you, a gentle scum, to ask for flowers and willows!"

"Yes, yes, Xiu'er taught me a lesson. I am a gentle scum when I look for flowers and ask willows. Your brother grabs women by force and hugs him left and right. He is also a gentleman. I have been educated." Xiao Han nodded with a smile, his fingers still pointed Pointing in the distance, a young man is hugging left and right, and he is having sex with two beauties. It is Shangguan Que.

Shangguan Wan'er looked along Xiao Han's finger, and saw Shangguan Que. Thinking of Xiao Han's sarcasm, her pretty face suddenly became hot, and her momentum weakened. After glaring at Xiao Han, she immediately turned to He walked over there without saying a word, went up and gave Shangguan Que two slaps in the face, and Shangguan Que, who was beaten into a pig's head, saw that it was the old lady, how could he dare to say more, and immediately ran out of Xiaoyao Tower in fright.

"It seems that this woman took all her anger towards you on Shangguan Que." Bai Ye said with a smile.

"Let's go." Xiao Han smiled, didn't stay any longer, and continued to walk forward with strides.

Xiaoyao Building is extremely luxurious and occupies a huge area. On the first floor, there are wine pools and banquets.

Xiaoyaolou means happy and happy.

After walking for a while, Xiao Han and Bai Ye came to the most luxurious hall in the center of Xiaoyao Building. It was in the shape of a ring, divided into three floors, and had a lot of seats. It was named Qingcheng Hall, named after the oiran.

Here is the place where the oiran watches books and chooses guests through the curtain every night of the full moon.

Entering this luxurious Qingcheng Hall, which can accommodate thousands of people, also requires a lot of Supreme Spiritual Liquid. If entering Xiaoyao Tower is a threshold of wealth, then entering this Qingcheng Hall is the threshold of nobility. Those who saw the opportunity of the oiran were all the children of the top families in the Holy City, as well as some foreign wealthy families.

When Xiao Han and Bai Yeye stepped here, the many seats here were already filled with the figures of rich men, all of whom came for the oiran of Xiaoyaolou.

In front of each seat, there is a table with four treasures of study on it, which is naturally prepared for poetry and calligraphy later on. Whoever can win the favor of the oiran depends on this.

After Xiao Han glanced slightly in the hall, he randomly found a seat and sat down. Bai Ye also sat down after greeting some acquaintances.

The appearance of Xiao Han naturally attracted the attention of many rich children. That night, during the battle on the bank of the Book River, Xiao Han's reputation flourished for a while, and many young people squinted their eyes. Is the oiran interesting?

It's just that today's competition is not spiritual power cultivation, but poetry and calligraphy. The competition is a talent. In this way, they are proud of each other. Naturally, they don't have much awe of Xiao Han. , Calligraphy is respected, here is the world of calligraphy talent.

After the two of Xiao Han came in, young figures stepped in one after another, and Shangguan Wan'er, who was disguised as a man, also walked in. After glancing at Xiao Han coldly with her phoenix eyes, she walked towards a seat. He deliberately chose a location that was far away from Xiao Han, and he seemed to dislike the guy who pinched her.

Xiao Han naturally noticed it too, and thought it was a little funny, he would cast his eyes on Shangguan Wan'er from time to time, and would deliberately enjoy scanning the latter's breasts, making Shangguan Wan'er jump in anger, if it wasn't for the wrong occasion , I’m afraid she just started cursing, her fire-breathing beautiful eyes stared at Xiao Han, and the teacup she held in her hand was deformed. Xiao Han turned a blind eye to Shangguan Wan’er’s hostile gaze, and still glanced at it unscrupulously. Shangguan Wan'er, who was jumping, had no choice but to turn her pretty face to the side, looking straight out of sight.

After teasing Shangguan Wan'er for a while, the time passed and the seats in Qingcheng Hall gradually filled up.

At this time, a burst of charming women's body fragrance quietly permeated the entire Qingcheng Hall, and everyone noticed it, and raised their heads one after another, looking towards the third floor of Qingcheng Hall.

There, on a seat, there is a curtain of pearls and jade. Behind the curtain, a dusty figure quietly emerges. Even through the curtain, people can still feel the extraordinary temperament of that woman, especially her behind the curtain. , the beautiful face with perfect outline was wearing a layer of veil, which covered her face, adding a bit of hazy beauty. She stood there quietly, not showing her real face, but she seemed to have been amazed by the time.

"The number one beauty in the Holy City, Liu Qingcheng..."

Xiao Han looked there with the same curiosity. He didn't know that behind the curtain was He Fangrong, who still held the pipa and half covered his face like this, which really aroused people's imagination.

Everyone stared intently at the peerless beauty behind the curtain, their eyes full of astonishment.

"Young masters, you must know the rules here, please start writing." At this moment, behind the curtain, a maid came out, her clear voice awakened everyone in a daze.

After regaining their senses, everyone no longer hesitated, picked up their pens, and began to write on the rice paper. Most of the people who came here were veterans, and some of them had already prepared beautiful poems, so there was no need to use their brains to think, just write Get it right.

Of course, there are also honest and romantic talents, and they all compose poems on the spot.

Xiao Han, who had just arrived, barely belonged to this group. Bai Ye next to him swiped his pen for a long time, but on his desk, there was still a blank sheet of paper without a single word.

In the field, everyone was writing, but Xiao Han was sitting there stupidly, his eyes still staring at the peerless beauty in the curtain upstairs.

"It's easy to change the country, it's hard to change the nature, but the color embryo!" Shangguan Wan'er noticed Xiao Han staring at the beauty in a daze, and couldn't help curling her lips immediately.

Many people naturally noticed Xiao Han. After all, this guy has a lot of fame recently, but when they saw Xiao Han just staring at the beautiful figure upstairs in a daze, everyone couldn't help laughing, but he was just a reckless man with a strong spiritual power. Forget it, it's okay to use martial arts, and this guy is far worse than Wen. After that, everyone wrote seriously, and they didn't bother to pay attention to Xiao Han.

In the Qingcheng hall, many talented scholars splashed ink and strokes, all of them were long and capitalized, with gorgeous rhetoric, and they were full of literary talents. , one stroke at a time, extremely romantic and suave.

After waiting for a while for all the talents to wave their hairs, Xiao Han, who had been watching the beautiful woman behind the curtain for a long time, finally came back to his senses. He raised his head and drank a pot of wine, smiled, and wrote a poem:

"A thousand strokes can draw,
A poem of heaven and earth is astonishing,
I have a pen, a poem, a universe
Unfortunately,
Beautiful women are like flowers separated by clouds,
It is difficult to paint your beauty. "

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