& Knowing that all the witches were meditating and couldn't wake up for a while, Yan Mo led Lang Fei and swaggered all the way to a stone house in the southeast corner.
"Master, Master..." Before he could enter the door, Yan Mo shouted twice from a distance.
A weak voice came from inside the stone house. "Is it Xiao Mo? What are you doing here again? Leave quickly. If those witches see you, you will inevitably suffer a painful meal."
Yan Mo ignored him, strode closer, and pushed the stone door open with a bang. Lang Fei walked out diagonally, looked closer, and saw an old Taoist sitting cross-legged in the dark stone room. After careful inspection, he was indeed the
There is no doubt that Taoist Qingsong has not changed much compared to seven years ago, except that he looks a little older.
Taoist Qingsong was complaining about Yan Mo, but at a glance he saw someone following behind him. When he took a closer look, it was a man. Taoist Qingsong was startled and hurriedly said: "This is..."
Without waiting for Yan Mo's introduction, Lang Fei smiled slightly and said, "Taoist Master Qingsong, we are still old friends."
The Taoist looked at Lang Fei carefully for a few times, his eyes gradually widened, and after a moment he designated him and said: "You... are you the leader of Qingniu Town, Lang Fei?"
"Haha, not bad!" Lang Fei ducked into the stone house, approached Taoist Qingsong like Yan Mo, stretched out his hand to pinch his wrist, and carefully inspected the Taoist's injuries.
Seeing that Lang Fei answered yes, the old Taoist was a little puzzled and asked: "Didn't you go to the Alchemy Sect to practice? Why are you here?"
Lang Fei only said "It's a long story" and stopped talking. He put all his energy into Taoist Qingsong's body, and brought up a force of energy to penetrate in. The energy flowed along the veins without any obstruction, and reached the Qi.
At the sea level, Lang Fei felt that Qingsong Laodao's Dantian was wrapped in a dense pink gas, and all the true energy that should have been flowing throughout his body was sealed in it.
"That's it." Lang Fei nodded, retreated to Yuanli, and when he looked up again, he saw Taoist Qingsong looking at him in shock. "You...you have established a foundation?"
Lang Fei smiled lightly and said, "Not bad."
Seeing this, the Taoist's expression of astonishment became even more intense, and he sighed: "It is indeed a first-class sect. It has only been a few years of hard work. It has taken you from being an ordinary person to building a foundation. It is really enviable." As he said,
While looking at Yan Mo with regret.
After listening to the conversation between the two, Yan Mo was also shocked. Seeing the old Taoist looking over, he suddenly came back to his senses, turned to look at Lang Fei, and said anxiously: "Da Fei, what happened to Master? Is the seal unlocked?"
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"Whether it can be solved or not, you will know once you try it."
Lang Fei glanced at Taoist Qingsong and saw him nodding. He grabbed his wrist again and pointed his sword at it, sending in a burst of purple energy. It traveled smoothly along the meridians and came to the sea of Qi with ease. Lang Fei concentrated his mind and separated a ray of purple energy.
The Qi slowly stretched out, wrapping up a wisp of pink Qi. The purple Qi flashed, and the pink Qi disappeared without a trace in an instant.
"It's worthy of being an innate energy, it's really mysterious!" Seeing that this move was feasible, Lang Fei sighed secretly, let go of his hands and feet, and transformed the energy into it, wrapping the entire Dantian and surging forward, like a sea wave, sweeping the energy away.
A cloud of mist swallowed it up.
Without the blockage of the pink energy, the true energy in Qingsong Taoist's Dantian flowed out and spread to the large and small muscles of the body in a blink of an eye. It was like dew after a long drought, and the old Taoist's spirit immediately improved a bit.
Lang Fei finished his work, looked up at Taoist Qingsong, and said with a smile: "How?"
The Taoist opened his eyes anxiously and said happily: "Okay, okay. The old Taoist's cultivation is back."
Yan Mo was also filled with joy when he heard about it. The master and the disciple were so excited that they were full of words of thanks.
"Don't rush to say thank you. The most urgent task is how to get rid of those demon girls." Lang Fei waved his hand to stop the two of them, and told Taoist Qingsong what he was thinking.
The old Taoist frowned when he heard this and said: "These witches are nothing to be afraid of. The most difficult one to deal with is the Wind Flower Temple Master."
"Oh?" Lang Fei raised his eyebrows and said, "Taoist Master, you have fought against her, but you don't know what her cultivation level is and what magical powers she has?"
The old Taoist Qingsong pondered for a while and said: "Her cultivation is higher than mine, I think she is in the late stage of foundation building." After saying that, he thought about it and said: "This is the second best, because she still has a veil in her hand. I don’t know what the tent is made of. It can be used for both defense and attack. When defending, you only need to cover your body, and even sharp soldiers will not be able to hurt it. When attacking, it is lowered and covered with a hood. Once you smell the fragrance, , I feel dizzy, my legs are weak and my muscles are weak, I can only hear the faint sound in my ears, and my eyes are full of the dance of demons. If my mind is not strong, or I can't hide in time, I will end up under the gauze tent and be wrapped by her. Go."
"Hey, I guess it's not a good thing." Lang Fei patted the Sumeru belt and said, "Since this temple master is only in the foundation building realm, it will be easy to handle."
After saying this, he stretched out his hand and pinched out a pill and said: "Taoist Master, this is the Juyuan Pill. Please take it and take care of yourself."
Qingsong Lao Taoist took it, but did not rush to take it. He frowned and said: "Lang Fei, you just said that the witch is not something to be afraid of. Are you serious?"
Lang Fei chuckled and said comfortingly: "Taoist Priest, do you think I look like a reckless person?"
Taoist Qingsong shook his head.
Lang Fei smiled and said, "That's it. Just take the elixir and you'll be able to rest for a while. I'll discuss it with Yan Mo and see how to deal with these vicious women who are like snakes and scorpions."
"Now that the master of these demon girls is not around, why should we discuss it? After the old Taoist recovers, it will be difficult for you and me to join forces and kill them one by one." Thinking of what happened in the past two years, Taoist Qingsong gritted his teeth with hatred. .
"Wouldn't that be too advantageous for them?" Lang Fei smiled coldly and said, "Why do we need to take action? You can just recover in peace and prepare to watch a good show."
After speaking, he turned to Yan Mo who looked puzzled and said: "These poisonous women with hearts like snakes and scorpions, we are like this...such..."
Yan Mo's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he finally nodded and agreed.
"Playing with aphrodisiacs, I am the ancestor of aphrodisiacs." Lang Fei took out a bottle of Jiuyang Pills, threw it to Yan Mo, and explained how to use it. When the boy took the order and walked out of the stone house, he comforted the old man and released Xiao Bai. Son, soared into the sky and left Fenghua Temple.
"…………"
A few hours later, in the peach garden.
The witches woke up one by one and walked smoothly into the stream. At this time, the courtyard door opened, and it was Yan Mo who walked in with two Xiaodao, lowering their eyebrows and holding a pot of wine.
The three people walked to the stream respectfully, each placed the floating plate on the water, bowed again, turned around and walked out of the courtyard.
The women then exchanged cups, laughed and chatted like beads, and drank and had fun in the bathhouse while bathing and purifying themselves.
After a while, the warm sun was setting in the west. I don't know whether it was reflected by the gorgeous flowers or the rippling spring love. One by one, the women started to pant one after another, with bursts of blush on their jade faces and red clouds on their icy skin. They all had beautiful eyes. With spring in their eyes, they kicked and hissed. They couldn't help but hug each other, rub their chests and abdomens, and purse their ears and tongues. In the overflow of pure love, they didn't even bother to look for men, and they twisted in pairs on the stream. Make a ball.
In the peach garden, the breeze blows through the leisurely garden, and the concubine flowers are falling, one after another, decorating a picture of naked women having fun together like a dream. If there is a painter who is good at pictures of ladies, it is impossible to say that this is just a picture of an erotic palace.
A picture scroll can be famous all over the world and its name will last forever.
There was a faint sound floating in the air, and even some of the birds flying by were a little restless. The male bird brought the female bird back to the nest. After a while, the bird's nest trembled, and a few dry sticks fell down.
When the spring mood surged and filled the entire courtyard, a small black dot in the distant sky flew closer and closer, and in the blink of an eye it was over Taoyuan, but it was not the bad boy.
Sitting on the back of the tiger, the thief boy looked at the pair of women below who were entangled and demanding, and smiled coldly, with a look that was partly joking and partly disgusted. He called Xiaobai'er and flew to Taoyuan Creek at low altitude.
At the same time, Lang Fei turned around and pulled, and unexpectedly pulled up a violently shaking sack on his back.
"Hey, it's time to eat meat." The thief snorted coldly and untied the rope that tied the sack.
"Ouch..." But a wolf roar was heard, and a wolf emerged from the mouth of the sack. One, two, three... In a short time, the sack was empty. Look again at the Taoyuan, two wolves
There were more than a dozen wild wolves, big or small, gray or white, and pairs of wolves had blazing fire in their eyes.
After the initial confusion, the first wolf to come out saw the ten pairs of witches by the stream. He moved and came to the stream. The wolf's eyes turned red and he stared at it for a long time. Something gradually swelled in the middle of his hind legs.
Come on.
But a wolf howl was heard, and under the leadership of the alpha wolf, the wolves rushed forward, one after another, and jumped into the water one after another.
The women with charming eyes and crazy eyes saw the wolves rushing in, but as if they had met their lovers, they rushed to meet them one by one, playing flutes and beads. In a short time, water splashed everywhere and they screamed again and again.
.In this Taoyuan, a thrilling human-wolf battle took place.
Lang Fei squinted his eyes and watched for a moment. Then he patted the tiger's belly and went to the place agreed with Yan Mo. The two of them returned to the dungeon together, released the men, and rescued the Taoist priest.
After struggling for about two quarters of an hour, the screams coming from far away became louder and louder. When Lang Fei took several young Taoist priests to Taoyuan again, he saw that the yard was already a Shura hell, and blood was spilled.
It filled the entire courtyard. In the pavilion, in the stream, on the grass, and under the peach tree, there were countless broken arms and limbs. The bloody heads rolled all over the ground. One after another, the bodies were face down and broken into pieces.
It was floating, and streams of blood were still oozing from the wounds, turning the clear stream into a river of blood.
Lang Fei noticed that under the peach tree, a female corpse had its chest torn open and its internal organs drained out. There was no intact body. From its still intact head, it could be vaguely identified as the plum fairy. At this moment, except for the head,
There was no intact inch of her body, and pieces of peach blossoms fell down, covering her whole body, like a blooming flower of flesh and blood.
Lang Fei sighed, turned his head and glanced at the center of the pavilion, and found that the lady had been cut into two pieces at the waist and abdomen, with various pieces of spleen, kidney, pancreas, and liver scattered all over the floor, and sections of twisted intestines, as if from her own body.
The upper and lower bodies were attached to each other half a foot apart. More than twenty wild wolves, with blood dripping from their mouths, were either eating a corpse alone or eating a woman in a group. The sounds of bones and tendons being broken could be heard from time to time. Lang Fei saw four of them with his own eyes.
Five silver wolves surrounded the tall Lin Xiangu who had not yet died, and tore off her right arm. Finally, amidst her heart-rending screams, a silver wolf let out a long howl.
He bit her neck without mercy, and at this point, all twenty-one witches were dead.