Cultivation of immortals, the beginning of cultivating demons for ten years

Chapter 183 Boy, Boy, Boy
Ximen Zhanyun stared at Hua Qianqian in a daze, unable to accept the scene in front of him.

The woman I fell in love with at first sight turned out to be someone else's handmaid.

It's fine if it's a female cultivator's maid, but it's actually a male cultivator's maid.

For a beauty like Hua Qianqian, it would be strange if this man could resist eating it.

Ximen Zhanyun forced himself to calm down, but he really couldn't.

"Handmaid, how can such a fairy be a human servant."

Ximen Zhanyun stepped forward, almost face to face with Yan Ping, gritted his teeth and said, "I, Eight Treasure Sword Sect, Ximen Zhanyun challenge you, if you lose, let Fairy Qianqian go free."

Yan Ping smiled and said, "Challenge me, you are not qualified yet."

"What did you say, I am not qualified to challenge you."

Ximen Zhanyun laughed out loud as if he had heard some big joke, "I'm a Nascent Soul Sword Immortal who is over a hundred years old, and you actually said that I am not qualified to challenge you."

"You are indeed not qualified to challenge the Supreme Master."

Yan Twelve stood up.

Yan Yu said: "If you want to challenge the Supreme Master, you must first defeat the two of us."

Looking at the two seniors who stood up, Ximen chopped off.

"Senior, you, what do you call him, Master, he, he is so young, how could he be Master."

Yan Yu shouted: "Hugh is disrespectful to your superior."

Yan Twelve held the long sword at his waist with his hands, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said coldly, "Speak wild words again, be careful that I will decapitate you."

Under Yan Twelve's gaze, Ximen Zhanyun took three steps back in shock.

"you you……"

Ximen Zhanyun pointed at Yan Ping with a trembling index finger, and shouted, "I don't believe it, it's a man, you just have to compete with me."

Yan Ping said: "Who are you, you said to compete and I will compete with you."

Ximen Zhanyun took out the sword from the storage bag, and said, "My Zhanyun sword is a top-grade spiritual weapon. If I lose in the competition, this sword will be yours."

"Extreme spiritual weapon, so-so. If you have nothing to do, it's okay to play with you."

Yan Twelve and Yan Yu looked strange, this Ximen Zhanyun was really a money-giving boy in a hurry to give money to the Master!
Hua Qianqian also looked puzzled.

I have troubled my husband with my own affairs, and it would be good if my husband can take the opportunity to get a top-quality spiritual weapon.

"Go to the sky to compare."

Ximen Zhanyun turned into a sword light and soared into the sky.

Yan Ping smiled, and Yufeng followed.

Looking at the two people who disappeared in front of her eyes one after the other, Hua Xiaoxiao tugged at the corner of her sister's clothes.

"Sister, are you really the handmaid of that fairy in white?"

Hua Qianqian touched her younger sister's head, and said with a smile: "Sister, I really want to be your husband's maid in my heart, but it's a pity that my husband doesn't want it!"

Hua Xiaoxiao heaved a sigh of relief when she heard the words, and then said angrily: "My sister is so beautiful, can't she be the maid of the fairy in white?"

Hua Qianqian smiled and said, "Xiaoxiao, don't say that, you have to treat your husband like your sister in the future, if there is no husband, my sister may be dead by now."

Hua Qianqian tells Hua Xiaoxiao how she met Yan Ping.

Here, Yan Ping followed Ximen Zhanyun to the sky.

The waning moon hung high, and the two stood facing each other across the waning moon.

Holding the sword in his hand, Ximen Zhanyun said, "Show your spirit weapon!"

Yan Ping smiled and said: "To deal with you, there is no need to borrow external force."

Ximen Zhanyun was out of breath, and said, "What a big tone, I want to see if you are really qualified to be the master of Fairy Qianqian."

Ximen Zhanyun opened his mouth and spit out his natal flying sword. The flying sword was called Jinxianzhan, and it ranked first among all known offensive flying swords.

The golden thread swept forward, stretched, and changed into a golden thread stretching for ten miles, shrunk, and wrapped around Yan Ping.

At the same time, Ximen Zhanyun rushed forward with his sword in his hand, turning into a torrent of sword energy and crashing towards Yan Ping.

Facing the entangled golden thread, Yan Ping grabbed it casually. The palm of his hand was like a black hole, generating a great suction force. The golden thread was caught in his hand, and the golden thread trembled like a vibrating butterfly wing in Yan Ping's hand. , the sharp edge rubbed against Yan Ping's palm continuously, and brilliant sparks burst out.

"As expected of the Nascent Soul Sword Immortal's natal flying sword, it is unruly and difficult to subdue."

Seeing that he could not subdue the flying sword, Yan Ping no longer used his strength. His body trembled, and a powerful fist gushed out of his body. As soon as it appeared, it completely imprisoned Ximen Zhanyun's natal flying sword, making it unable to move at all.

How can it be!

With such a strong fist, this person, this person is actually a martial artist of the Vajra Realm!

The natal flying sword that can block me is definitely a top-notch unyielding king kong.

Ximen Zhanyun was surprised, but he didn't feel that he couldn't beat him. He was not the kind of sword fairy who put all his abilities on his natal flying sword. fairy.

His swordsmanship and sword spirit are also extremely strong.

The torrent of sword energy suddenly split into three giant swords, which slashed at Yan Ping from three different directions.

"It's good to come."

The pores of Yan Ping's body were wide open, and he used his supernatural power to breathe out the sword energy and inhale the three massive sword energy into his body.

Ximen Zhanyun was surprised first and then delighted.

The guy with a brain twitch dared to inhale the sword energy of a Nascent Soul Sword Immortal into his body. He simply didn't know how to write the word "death".

The top Unyielding King Kong, Nascent Soul Sword Immortal is a bit tricky to target, but you actually swallowed the sword energy of a Nascent Soul Sword Immortal, isn't that courting death? The almost immortal ability of Pure Blood King Kong.

Ximen Zhanyun stopped and waited quietly for the opponent to be crushed into flesh and blood by the sword energy.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

Ximen Zhanyun's face gradually darkened.

what happened?

He has absorbed so much sword energy from me, why is there nothing wrong with it.

This, this is impossible!

When Ximen Zhanyun was shocked, Yan Ping reached the sky in one step, appeared in front of Ximen Zhanyun, and punched out.

Boom~~~!

The magic robe on Ximen Zhanyun reduced the strength of this punch, but this punch was too heavy.

After all, Yan Ping, the top unyielding king kong, is also a top existence among its kind.

Ximen Zhanyun let out a wow, spit out a mouthful of old blood, and flew straight to the sky in a whirl, before finally disappearing into a black spot.

Yan Ping retracted his fist and fell to the ground.

"My lord."

"gentlemen."

"Xianchang."

Yan Twelve, Yan Yu, Hua Qianqian, Ouyang Tingxue and others bowed together.

"Sir." Hua Xiaoxiao imitated her sister and saluted. After hearing what happened to her sister, Hua Xiaoxiao's affection for the fairy in white in front of her greatly improved.

"You are Xiaoxiao. As expected, every sister must have a sister."

Although the girl in front of her is thin and weak, she has excellent bones. When she grows up, she will definitely be a peerless beauty who will not lose to Hua Qianqian.

Phew~~~!

A ray of sword light flew down, revealing the sickly figure of Ximen Zhanyun.

Ximen Zhanyun gave Hua Qianqian a complicated look, walked up to Yan Ping and offered his sword with both hands, "I would like to admit defeat, this sword is yours now."

Yan Ping took the long sword casually.

Ximen Zhanyun didn't want to stop for a moment, Yan Ping just picked up the sword, and he turned into a sword light and fled away.

There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world.

He realized it today.

Close up, close up when you go back.

One day he must get the place back.

"Yan Yu, you don't have a sword yet, so I will use this Cloud Slashing Sword for you."

"Thank you for the reward, my lord." Yan Yu stretched out his hands, and solemnly took the Zhanyun Sword.

"Rest on the spot for one night, and we will leave for Huangshi County tomorrow."

Ouyang Tingxue clasped her fists and said, "Thank you Xianchang for your help along the way."

Yan Ping smiled and said, "This is what I should do."

What should be done?

Ouyang Tingxue was puzzled and was about to ask, but Yan Ping and his party had already left Yufeng.

A group of people found an inn in Luoxiashan Fang City.

Yan Ping officially introduced Shi Huaixian to everyone.

"This is Master Shihuai Xianshi from Lanke Temple in Qingmu Town."

"Little monk Shi Huaixian has seen all the benefactors."

"Master Shi is very polite." Yan Twelve and Yan Yu returned the salute. Except for Yan Ping, only the two of them felt the extraordinaryness of this monk in white clothes. Even Hua Qianqian felt that this monk named Shi Huaixian was an ordinary person. .

Of course, she was not stupid enough to think that Shi Huaixian was really an ordinary person.

A monk who can make my husband fall in love with him is definitely not as simple as an ordinary person. Even if he is really an ordinary person, he must have his own merits.

"And me, and me."

Bai Ye yelled, Yan Ping came back this time, and naturally brought this little white tiger out.

Hua Xiaoxiao said, "What a cute little white cat."

"I'm not a cat, I'm a white tiger, a white tiger with the blood of a white tiger."

Bai Ye yelled.

Hua Xiaoxiao stared at her big black and bright eyes carefully, "White Tiger? You are obviously a white cat!"

"Xiaoxiao is right, this guy is a white cat named Bai Ye, that's all, let's go back to the room and rest."

People leave.

Yan Ping looked at Bai Ye and said, "Bai Ye, you will practice with Dou Zi and the flame elves from now on."

"Yes, Master."

Knowing that Yan Ping wanted to accept him as an apprentice, Bai Ye was still reluctant at first, until after a sword fairy like Ximen Zhanyun was also defeated by Yan Ping, he changed his name to Master.

The Nascent Soul Sword Immortal who was over a hundred years old is already a rare genius in the world, and this Yan Ping was able to defeat such a sword fairy before he was a hundred years old, which is beyond the category of genius.

Becoming an apprentice to such a human cultivator is not an insult to the white tiger blood in him.

Early the next morning, when everyone was about to leave, Hua Xiaoxiao had a stomachache.

The little girl has not eaten good food in the past ten years in captivity. After she settled down in the inn last night, her sister Hua Qianqian ordered a lot of delicious food for her. The little girl ate too much, especially a few oily ones. The food, the stomach that has not gone through such a luxurious battle can't stand the stimulation, and then has diarrhea.

There was no other way, Yan Ping could only wait for the little girl to calm down before setting off.

After taking the medicine, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon when Hua Xiaoxiao recovered.

In order to take care of Hua Xiaoxiao, Yan Ping did not fly against the wind, but brought everyone to the pier of Luoxia Mountain, preparing to take a boat and go upstream along the Chunjiang River to Huangshi County.

At Luoxiashan Wharf, cargo ships gathered on the north bank, and passenger ships gathered on the south bank. After walking half a mile along the wharf, Yan Ping took everyone on a medium-sized passenger ship.

Pay to book a room.

A quarter of an hour later, the boat left the shore and headed north.

The moon star was thin, and the big ship moved forward smoothly in the water.

On the passenger ship, in the guest room near the stern, Yan Ping was about to sleep with his clothes on, when suddenly there was a cry of a baby, followed by a rather strong yin.

It's so dark.

There's a pussy on board!
Yan Ping lay down, not ready to make a move, with an ordinary penis, let Qianqian take care of it.

After receiving Yan Ping's voice transmission, Hua Qianqian left the room and walked towards the deck, ready to deal with the genitals, stop the baby from crying, and let the younger sister sleep peacefully.

Shi Huaixian also sensed Yin Qi, which was much weaker than the ones Baishahe encountered, so he should be able to resolve it.

After comparing it in his heart, Shi Huaixian felt that there was no danger, so he decided to go out to deal with Yinwu.

There was a mess on the deck, and the woman with disheveled hair hugged her child tightly and lay down on the deck.

The child was a baby girl, her pink and cute little face was black and blue at the moment, she couldn't stop crying, and the people around were trembling with fright and were at a loss for what to do.

In their eyes, it seemed that an invisible thread was pulling the baby girl into the river. If her mother hadn't held her tightly, she might have been dragged into the river long ago instead of sliding slowly on the deck.

"Water ghost, this is the water ghost who died tragically. The water ghost wants to drag the baby girl down to become his substitute. Only in this way can the water ghost who died tragically escape from the sea of ​​suffering and report to the underworld."

The elderly old woman screamed, "Boy urinating, boy urinating can drive away evil spirits, whoever has a boy urinating, hurry up and urinate on the baby girl, hurry up!"

Several young men dressed as scholars wanted to say that they were boys, but they listened to the old woman and wanted to take off their pants on the spot, so they all took a big step back in fright. They are familiar with the sage books, so they can't do such degrading things.

"Hurry up, there are so many people on board that none of them is a boy?"

Shi Huaixian just walked to the deck at this moment, listening to the words, subconsciously looked down.

Boy, of course he is a boy, but in public...it's too much.

When he was about to make a move, a skinny man with a pockmarked face came out and said weakly, "I, I am a boy."

The old woman looked him up and down, "How old are you?"

"Four, 41."

"A boy in his 40s urinates. He's a bit old. I don't know if it will work. Let's treat her like a dead horse. Hurry up and pee on her."

The old woman yelled at him, her voice was sharp, her face was horribly long, and there were tumors on her face one by one. When the pockmarked man was yelled at by her, the boy peed directly in his pants.

"Pee, pee."

"It's useless, no wonder you're still a chicken at forty-one."

Hua Qianqian also arrived at this time, and saw Shi Huaixian.

"Master Huaixian, you or I will make the move."

Shi Huai Xiandao, "It's still the female benefactor, you come."

Hua Qianqian nodded, ready to make a move, but suddenly restrained her arrogance.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, the Lord of the Demon Slayer Guards is here." The short and fat shipowner shouted, and opened the way with four strong men.

A tall and glamorous woman in a black python pattern uniform jumped over the crowd, landed on the deck, stepped on the long pointed tongue of the water ghost, drew out the demon-slaying knife, and chopped it down.

The sizzling green smoke rose, and the water ghost let out a sharp scream and jumped out of the water.

The water ghost is petite, like a child, with disheveled hair, a pale white dress, a rotten face, a pair of blistered eyes, and she leaps at the woman in the python suit with open teeth and five claws.

"Ah, ghost!" The crowd screamed again and again, desperately backing away, several scholars even fell to the ground in fright, and fled into the cabin by rolling and crawling.

(End of this chapter)