The Supreme Being

The blue sky is like a wash, the large ships are anchored on the shore, and there are many masts in the port. It is not as closed and closed as Meng Qi imagined.

Standing at the pier was a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old. Her hair was pulled into a bun, her face was fair and tender, her nose was straight, and her eyebrows were clear.

She was wearing a pink and white dress, which made her skin delicate and smooth. The most outstanding feature among her facial features were her eyes, which were mixed with naive innocence and silky charm.

"The Bodhisattva has received the 'letter' from Qianli Island. He understands the whole story and invites Mr. Poisonous Hand to meet at the Dalai Palace." The girl Pinpin Tingting bowed.

"Okay." The sea breeze was wild, and Meng Qi's green shirt swayed and made a sound, but his whole body was as steady as a mountain and as calm as the deep sea, and he walked slowly down the boat.

Yingning smiled brightly and returned the gesture: "I don't know your sister's name."

"Little girl Le Huan, an ordinary disciple on Lihua Island." The girl replied in a panic, as if she didn't expect Ying Ning to be so enthusiastic.

Ying Ning blinked at Meng Qi, took Le Huan's arm, and asked kindly about Lihua Island and Lian Yu Bodhisattva. Le Huan had nothing to hide and answered honestly, which made Meng Qi know more about this place. Understand.

After leaving the pier, there are criss-crossing streets, with shops and vendors, various goods, and the faint sound of um um ah ah wafting from everywhere. It really feels like spring, making people feel warm all over. The body is soft and soft, making it difficult to travel.

There were not too many people on the road. There were a girl walking alone, a man and a woman walking hand in hand, and a woman surrounded by several men. From time to time, you could see flesh bugs rolling around in the corners, with shiny skin and pink arms, looking lustful. The smell comes out again and again.

Le Huan led Meng Qi and the two of them across the street, aiming directly at the mountain at the end. Just after passing an intersection, a beggar suddenly came to the street. His clothes were ragged but clean, and his expression was full of pleading. He hugged Le Huan's slender body tightly. The lower leg kept calling: "Female Bodhisattva, please do well, please do well."

"There are also beggars in Lihua Island..." Meng Qi looked around calmly like all old monsters and found dozens of beggars gathered under the eaves of this street.

Lehuan frowned and kicked his legs, freed himself from the beggar's hand, and said with a pout: "They are all the furnaces of Bodhisattvas, elders, and senior sisters. Because they are not motivated enough, even the effectiveness of the medicine dregs is lost, and they do not have special skills and are not accepted by the beggar. Love cannot be a piece of cake, they can only be reduced to slaves and do odd jobs, but in this way, no one will get close to them, and they cannot enjoy the pleasure of men and women. If they are more capable of seducing other disciples on the island, the worse ones are just like them. Just like that, I come here to beg for pleasure every day.”

You can still beg for this... Even though he is well-informed, Meng Qi still feels like he is wiping away a cold sweat. There are indeed many wonders in the world, but these guys have fallen to this level and are still unwilling to leave Lihua Island. This is enough to show that this place is full of wonders. Temptation makes the pleasure between men and women like "taking drugs", making it difficult to extricate themselves.

Lehuan glanced at the street as he spoke, and his eyes suddenly froze and stuck to a certain corner.

There was also a beggar there, with tattered clothes, a foul smell, and abnormally twisted legs. It seemed that he had been interrupted by others because of the "begging" dispute.

He was thin, with a handsome face but was covered in malignant sores, which made him look quite disgusting. His lips were so dry and peeling, and his eyes were shrinking and looking at Lehuan with a look of voyeuristic fascination.

"How pitiful..." Le Huan whispered, with a slightly hoarse voice that could scratch the bones of most men.

The corners of Meng Qi's mouth moved slightly, and Le Huan's eyes were blurred and moist as if they were dripping, and his expression was full of pity and care.

"How pitiful..." she repeated, looking at Meng Qi with a pleading expression: "Mr. Poisonous Hands, can you wait for a moment? He is so pitiful, he needs to wait for this little girl to give him alms."

"Go." Meng Qi was speechless and could only keep the old monster calm.

To be able to get emotional because of this, the teachings of the Huanxi lineage are really astonishing to normal people!

Le Huan walked towards the beggar slowly. The beggar's eyes raised as she approached, showing a bit of confusion, a bit of flinching, and a bit of obsession.

Lehuan took off her pink and white dress, revealing her fair and delicate back. She had a slender figure, and the curves on both sides gathered at her waist, creating a thrilling and beautiful arc. Then she raised her hand and scattered her bun, which was as black as a silky waterfall. It suddenly slipped down and sprinkled on the shoulders, half covering the back, causing many beggars to grunt in unison.

Her expression was holy and compassionate. In the surprised, shocked and grateful eyes of the beggar, she was like a real Bodhisattva. She stepped into the "mud" step by step, sat down slowly, mixed pink and white with black and yellow, and let out a long, thin sound. The sound of grace turns.

"Sister Lehuan is so compassionate..." Yingning looked at Lehuan with admiration and hid slightly behind Meng Qi to avoid the red eyes of the beggars.

Compassion... Meng Qi felt that he had ignored the word "compassion". If someone said he was compassionate in the future, he could only scold him harshly, "You are compassionate, your whole family is compassionate!"

He put his hands behind his hands and looked at the sky, feeling vicissitudes of life and elegance, but in fact he was just asking silently.

Lihua Island has quite a few rules. After witnessing such a lively scene, with so many beggars, no one dared to push them to join. They could only watch helplessly, hoping that the female Bodhisattva would show her kindness and comfort the whole street.

Not long after, the beggar let out a contented yet unwilling groan, his body softened, Lehuan's back turned red, and her arms tightened.

She kissed the beggar, moved her hands down, and set his bones with a snap, but the beggar's breath was weak, as if he was exhausted.

"Is this how you can take supplements?" Meng Qi frowned slightly, what about the mercy charity that he promised?

Ying Ning replied seriously: "There are donations and offerings. Sister Lehuan is not very strong. If you just give donations and don't accept offerings, your blood will immediately boil. It's like taking the strongest aphrodisiac. If you are not satisfied, you will feel guilty." He died with a burning heart. In fact, the offerings she just received were very small, which is equivalent to the consumption of a normal man having sex with his wife and concubines two or three times. It was just that this beggar was injured for a long time and his body was exhausted, so he collapsed. "

It's natural to say that... Meng Qi decided not to be surprised. After all, this is a dojo of the Huanxi lineage of Sunu Taoism, and it is a special case.

Lehuan put on her top and skirt, with a bright blush on her pretty face, her breath was a little short, and there were a few drops of sweat on both sides of her nose. She forced back the beggars' hands and returned to Meng Qi, saying sheepishly: " Please sir, please wait for a long time. The little girl was too emotional just now, and her joy was so intense and urgent that she couldn’t stand up for a while.”

Is this something that can be discussed openly? Meng Qi once again felt the trouble of being born as a person with normal views.

He looked indifferent and nodded slightly: "Then continue to lead the way."

Lehuan glanced at Yingning, stuck out his pink tongue, turned around, and moved forward like a weak wind supporting a willow.

After passing the town, he stepped onto the stone steps, and all the way up, Meng Qi was distractedly observing the flow of heaven and earth energy and several obvious formation arrangements on Lihua Island.

This place is not as described by Ying Ning. It only protects against foreign enemies and cannot help but leave. Judging from the murderous intention hidden in the Qi of heaven and earth, there is a terrifying forbidden killing formation. It is just a normal medicine slag furnace. If you want to leave, the simple female way People are afraid and too lazy to stop. If you have the time, you might as well find a new one. Even if the effect is not the same as that of the dregs of medicine, at least it is a change of taste.

Holding his hands behind his back, Meng Qi slowly climbed up the mountain. He seemed deep in thought, but in reality he was thinking and pondering plans.

It is absolutely impossible for him to meet Bodhisattva Huanxi or other masters of Su Nu Dao. After Bodhisattva Lianyu reports, he must disappear as the "Poisonous Hand Demon Lord" without making anyone suspicious, and then lurk on Lihua Island to observe those who may have certain talents. The male disciples who want to comprehend the Overlord's Jue Dao are waiting for an opportunity to catch one, transform into him, and enter the fairyland of primeval women to comprehend.

This opportunity must be grasped well, not too early, because male disciples are often recruited. If the woman is not strong enough, it is okay, he can use a fake version of Demonic Bliss mixed with illusions to hide the truth. If the woman is on location, her identity will be exposed. If you fall into an extremely dangerous situation, you can only escape by relying on the Lanke Temple or the Samsara Talisman, which may not work, and the time cannot be too late. When you are about to realize your enlightenment, there must be someone secretly watching this disciple.

"The relationship between Xuannv's lineage and Huanxi Bodhisattva's lineage is not harmonious. If she has a choice, Fairy Shangshui will definitely not share the same dojo with Lianyu Bodhisattva..." Meng Qi suddenly thought of something, "So, there must be someone here. Something special, like one of the entrances to the Fairyland?"

He squinted his eyes, his expression unchanged, and followed Le Huan to a magnificent palace, with a plaque stained with the filth of love:

"Da Le Palace".

There was a man standing at the door. At first glance, his face was only about forty years old, but it was full of wrinkles and his hair was all white, looking quite dry. There was a dark red gap between his eyebrows, like a hidden eye, and he was holding a He is wearing a dark black long bow, and an arrow pot is hanging on his waist, with seven long gold-lacquered arrows stuck in it.

Meng Qi looked up and down, and his heart moved slightly: "Is this friend the 'Three-Eyed Archery God' Li Wending?"

The man's eyes were slightly cloudy and dull. He glanced at Meng Qi and suddenly showed some wariness and hatred: "Who are you?"

"It's the Poison Hand Demon Lord." Le Huan introduced, giving the man a sideways look, "Li Wending, you have destroyed your foundation and reduced yourself from a major supplement to a piece of cake. Why do you care about others?"

It was really Li Wending, the "Three-Eyed Archery God", that made Meng Qi feel a little stirred in his heart. This was a famous figure decades ago, a direct disciple of a first-class sect. He was extremely talented and famous for his archery skills. An arrow killed someone twenty miles away. He was once hailed as a promising master. Unfortunately, he disappeared before he could step on the first step of the ladder to heaven. There was no news about him. I didn’t expect to see him on Lihua Island today!

Li Wending's breathing became rapid, and he finally suppressed it, turned his body sideways, and stepped away.

Meng Qi didn't look any further and followed Le Huan inside.

"He is the oldest one among Bodhisattva's living furnaces. He originally had an outdoor scene in the Third Heaven, but because of his true feelings, every time Bodhisattva had sex with other furnaces, he would burn with jealousy. God, both his lives were lost, and he was reduced from a big supplement to a snack. If the Bodhisattva hadn't missed the past, he would have been sent to work as a handyman," Le Huan muttered.

"Hey, being harvested can also reveal true feelings." Meng Qi laughed and stepped into the main hall. There was a golden bed covered with white petals. A woman was half lying and half leaning on two muscles. There are men with handsome faces on the man's body, sides and feet who are eager to serve him.

She is covered in white gauze, her skin is pink and tender, her appearance is dignified, and she is always compassionate, and every part of her body exudes indescribable charm.

Ling Yu Bodhisattva moved his delicate ankle and said with a slight smile: "Poisonous Hand, after many years, you have become more and more unfathomable."

Let me go, the person the poisonous hand knows! Meng Qi suddenly felt a little stupid and couldn't help but squeeze the reincarnation talisman.