Chapter 29 Three Holy Mothers

When Xu Xian saw the return of the Third Holy Mother, his eyes lit up. The Third Holy Mother looked only twenty years old, with a tall figure and a lavender dress. The streamers around her waist were fluttering behind her, giving her a sense of airiness. She was indeed a graceful and moving human being.

Stunning beauty. Especially the elegant and noble temperament, which makes people feel heartbroken. But there is always a cold color between the eyebrows.

However, Xu Xian estimated that her cultivation level seemed to be only at the level of Earth Immortal. If she did not check intentionally, it would be difficult to detect her presence. But although the goddess of Huashan could not see Xu Xian, she could see the poem on the streamer at a glance, and her expression

A red color shows anger, but adds to the beauty.

She disliked the silence in the temple, so she went out for a tour, and when she came back she saw such erotic poems. She was not upset when she saw the footprints in the snow in front of the steps, and flew out after her. She had to teach this bold mortal a lesson.

According to Xu Xian’s understanding of this story, the next step should be that the Third Holy Mother summoned a long worm to teach Liu Yanchang, but accidentally scared Liu Yanchang to death. The Third Holy Mother felt guilty, so she took him back to the temple and saved him with a lotus lantern.

After surviving him, Liu Yanchang was still very weak and stayed in the temple. Based on women's natural sympathy for the weak, the Three Holy Mothers could not bear to abandon each other, so they found an opportunity for Liu Yanchang. After some sweet words, they vowed to become husband and wife and gave birth to a child.

A doll named Agarwood broke the rules of heaven and was crushed under Mount Hua. Splitting the mountain to save his mother is a story for later.

At this time, Xu Xian quickly followed San Shengsheng out to watch the fun.

In the empty temple, a figure suddenly appeared. He looked at the poem and showed a sly smile.

Xu Xian experienced this beautiful legend again. Although when Liu Yanchang was scared to death by the long insect, the expression on his face was not beautiful. This guy was too soft!

The Third Holy Mother only wanted to scare the dissolute scholar, but did not want to cause any harm to anyone. She felt pity for him that he would not die because of his sin, so she sighed and had to take him back to the temple. After hesitation, she took out a lamp.

Xu Xian looked at it intently. This was probably the legendary lotus lantern! The lamp seemed to be made of ancient bronze and was engraved with complex patterns, which was very elegant. The lamp underneath looked like a lotus bud. Three

The Virgin's snow-white soft skin held the lamp holder and silently recited the mantra. The lotus lamp gradually released seven colors of light, and the lotus buds bloomed little by little. The light filled the entire room, making it beautiful.

Xu Xian was hiding behind the pillar at this moment, fearing that his figure would be revealed in the light. The Third Holy Mother held the fully bloomed lotus lantern and waved it on Liu Yanchang's face. Liu Yanchang's lips moved slightly, and he slowly woke up. Then

The goddess holding a lotus and standing in the colorful light immediately made him stay where he was.

The lotus flowers closed up little by little, and the light dimmed. Xu Xian was amazed at how powerful this lotus lantern was. Originally, Bai Suzhen had to go through all kinds of troubles to save Xu Xian who was frightened to death, but now Liu Yanchang is just attracted by the light.

After taking a photo, he actually came back to life. But he didn't allow Xian to think too much, as there was a sudden push beside him.

Although the thrust was extremely powerful, it could not even hurt him. The problem was that he was pushed out of the pillar unprepared and was immediately exposed to the light of the lotus lamp. Even the dim light easily illuminated Xu Xian.

Xu Xian hurriedly looked back, but could not see half a figure.

A pair of beautiful eyes had already fallen on him, and the Third Holy Mother asked with a frown: "Who are you, and why are you so sneaky?" Although it was a question, her voice was soft and moving, but it always had a hint of

There is a condescending smell, belonging to the arrogance of gods.

Xu Xian stabilized his mind. He was just watching the show and had done nothing wrong. Then he bowed and saluted: "I pay homage to the Third Holy Mother. I was visiting the temple just now and suddenly saw you appearing as a saint. I was afraid in my heart, so I hid in the temple."

After this stone pillar, I hope you will forgive me."

The Third Holy Mother looked Xu Xian over, and felt that he was handsome, elegant, and had a faint aura about him, not like a gangster, so she nodded slightly and understood.

Xu Xian breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then I'll take my leave."

Liu Yanping also reacted at this time and hurriedly got up from the ground and said: "Brother Xu, why are you here?" Without waiting for Xu Xian to answer, he quickly saluted to the Third Holy Mother and said: "Thank you, Xiaosheng, Holy Mother for saving me!" His eyes fell on the Third Holy Mother.

There is an unconcealable admiration on the Virgin Mary's beautiful face.

The Third Holy Mother has always been aloof and received incense from thousands of people, but she has never been looked at by a man like this. Her eyes unconsciously avoided meeting his gaze and fell elsewhere. She was about to answer, but her eyes focused on the ribbon of her statue.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, your expression will change once you look at it.

Xu Xian did not answer Liu Yanping, not wanting to delay his good deeds, and walked straight out of the temple.

"Stop!" A voice suddenly sounded behind him, but it contained a deep chill.

Xu Xian turned around in surprise, "I wonder what else the Holy Mother has to do?" He saw the Third Holy Mother holding one of her ribbons and glaring at Xu Xian, obviously very angry. "Did you write the obscene poem on this?"

Xu Xian was surprised, what does this have to do with me? Looking at the ribbon, a big drop of cold sweat dripped from his head.

The streamer that originally only had one poem written on it by Liu Yanchang is now filled with more than a dozen poems. It doesn't matter. The most important thing is that what is written on it is not an ordinary poem, but a real obscene poem!

The wording is extremely vulgar and has only one meaning: I want to sleep with you!

If the poems written by Liu Yanchang are a sideline romance novel, then the poems written by "Xu Xian" are standard pornographic novels, the kind that deserve to be harmonized. Why are they said to be Xu Xian's poems? Because there was only one poem before San Shengmu went out.

The first song came out, but when it came back, more than a dozen more came out, and Xu Xian was hiding behind the pillar, clearly showing a guilty conscience.

Xu Xian suddenly had a feeling that he couldn't wash away even if he jumped into the Yellow River, but facing the furious goddess, he had to explain, "I really didn't write the poem above." He didn't pay attention to the streamer when he came back just now, but he didn't expect it.

After becoming like this, he had already vaguely guessed who was behind it. Sowing dissension and framing blame were what the nine-tailed fox was good at, wasn't it? He secretly resented that this fox was really vicious. If he didn't take action, he would be fine.

If you take action, you will be killed. If you capture her again in the future, she will not suffer easily.

Hu Xinyue hid in the dark, looking at Xu Xian with an ugly face, covering her mouth and snickering. Her illusion skills had reached a certain level, but her ability to hide her figure was a hundred times better than Xu Xian's.

The Third Holy Mother was so angry that she couldn't believe Xu Xian's explanation. If Liu Yanchang's poem just now made him feel a little happy about being praised even though he was angry, then there was only anger in her heart at this moment. She was so bullying.

Moreover, he was looking for someone to bully him, so Su couldn't help but hold the lotus lantern tightly in his hand.

Xu Xian hurriedly said: "If the Holy Mother doesn't believe it, we might as well examine a pair of handwritings. These poems are definitely not written by me."

The Third Holy Mother hesitated for a moment and said, "You go ahead and write it!" Xu Xian's clear conscience finally moved her, and she didn't want to go rogue to a good person.

But when Xu Xian noticed the font on the streamer, his mouth felt bitter. It was clearly his own font. The fox really tried his best to frame the handwriting.

The Third Holy Mother asked: "Why don't you write?" The lotus lantern in her hand bloomed a little more.

Before Xu Xian could answer, Liu Yanchang jumped up, pointed at Xu Xian and cursed angrily: "Xu Xian, I, Liu Yanchang, didn't expect you to be this kind of person! I wanted to hand you over to a friend, but you actually blasphemed the Virgin Mother like this. It's really a crime."

Forgive me, Liu Yanchang, I have misjudged the wrong person, so I am with you." He was furious and wanted to come up and beat Xu Xian, but Xu Xian gave him a cold look, and two golden lights flashed in his eyes. Liu Yanchang immediately stopped rushing and stepped back.

Although he was afraid in his heart, he was not afraid on his face. He kept yelling and scolding, looking upright. However, the Third Holy Mother looked at him a few more times and showed admiration, so he spoke even more energetically.

But Xu Xian saw through his true nature. He was clearly a coward who was hard on the outside but soft on the inside. He probably thought that he had offended the gods and was dying soon, so he dared to be so arrogant. And judging from his color, he was clearly scolding himself.

Come to please the Three Holy Mothers.

Xu Xian burst out laughing. Although he didn't care much about San Sheng Sheng, it would be too worthless to let such villains marry San Sheng Sheng at will and deceive them into peace of mind. At this moment, he was somewhat grateful to Hu Xinyue for pushing him out.

Let yourself recognize Liu Yanchang's face clearly and change this story.

When the Third Holy Mother saw Xu Xian laughing, she felt even more displeased and said, "Are you going to write it or not?" The lotus lantern in her hand had already bloomed more than half. If Xu Xian was really the person who made that obscene poem, she would never let it go no matter what she said.

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Xu Xiandao: "Of course I am writing." He lifted up his sleeves and started writing on the white paper.

Liu Yanchang took the opportunity to defend himself to the Third Holy Mother: "The Holy Mother, I can't help myself when I see your beautiful face, so I wrote that poem. I wanted to ask the Queen to forgive me, but I didn't expect that it would attract such filthy words. Liu Yanchang should

This is an unpardonable crime, please put me and this scoundrel to death together!"

The Third Holy Mother said softly: "It's not your fault." Liu Yanchang felt happy.

After Xu Xian wrote it, he presented it to the Third Holy Mother. The Third Holy Mother saw that the handwriting on the ribbon was indeed different from the one on the ribbon, so she believed Xu Xian. Xu Xian wrote it in the auxiliary personality, which was of course different from the handwriting of his main personality.

Liu Yanchang was panicked. What he said just now deeply offended Xu Xian. Now he has to admit his mistake and apologize to Xu Xian, but I'm afraid it won't help. "Mother, you may not understand the writing, so you have to imitate another kind of pen."

It’s not a difficult thing to do.”

But the Third Holy Mother saw the content on the paper and read it out softly, but it was a poem, "The clouds think of clothes and flowers think of face, the spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is thick. If we hadn't met on the top of the jade mountain, we would have met under the moon on Yaotai."

This poem was written by Li Bai, and it praises the beauty of women. Liu Yanchang's poem originally seemed good, but compared with this poem, it immediately eclipsed it.

The eyes of the Three Holy Mothers moved, and the lotus lantern in her hand slowly closed, and her anger gradually disappeared. How could someone who could write such a poem write such a filthy poem?

Liu Yanchang looked at the Three Holy Mothers and felt embarrassed for a moment.
Chapter completed!