Naturally, the hinterland city is not the center of Zixiaofu City, but its prosperity has far surpassed that of the outer city and the inner city. The people who can live in the hinterland city are either rich or noble, and many of them have outstanding cultivations.
Like a crucian carp crossing a river.
Hidden dragons and crouching tigers, masters are like clouds, this is what I mean.
Tonight's night is really sultry, with black clouds rolling in the sky, getting lower and lower, and the atmosphere is so dull that it makes people a little irritated.
This is a sign of the coming thunderstorm.
The rain tonight will definitely not be light, the dark clouds cover the moon, the cicadas are silent, and it is a bit chilling!
"Dang, dang..."
Feng Feiyun wore exotic Buddhist robes and carried a golden Zen staff. He walked outside a luxurious mansion and looked up at the two iron lions in front of him that were taller than humans. They were majestic and mighty, just like two gods.
A lion would probably weigh tens of thousands of kilograms.
Then he looked inside the mansion, and could vaguely see the tops of nine pagodas, condensed with Tao An's Buddhist aura.
He nodded, then stepped on the white stone stairs and knocked on the huge bronze door knocker on the mansion's door.
This is the mansion where the nine pagodas are located. The pagoda is located in the backyard, but in front is a family. Looking at this grandeur, you know that the people who live there are definitely not ordinary people.
Feng Feiyun didn't rush in directly, he still had some things to figure out.
"Bang, bang, bang!" Three knocks on the door.
Soon the door of Zhuqi was opened by a little girl. She looked about seven or eight years old, with a pink face and two buns on her head. She looked quite cute.
"Brother Monk, are you looking for someone?" The little girl's voice was tender and clear.
Feng Feiyun smiled and said: "I am indeed looking for someone, but I am not a monk!"
"Then who are you looking for?" The little girl tilted her head and asked curiously.
"Your master." Feng Feiyun said.
"Our master, Mr. Wuxia! I'm afraid he won't see you!" the little girl shook her head.
Feng Feiyun was now covered in injuries and was being hunted by a large number of masters from the Feng family. He didn’t want to waste too much time here, but he really couldn’t get angry at such a cute little girl. He said with a smile: “You don’t even have it.
If I go to report it, how do I know that he will definitely not see me?"
The little girl said: "Because he only sees women, and he only sees beautiful women. It is absolutely impossible for him to see a man like you."
Feng Feiyun frowned slightly, and spread his ears in all directions. He only heard the sound of strings and bamboo strings playing in the mansion, and there were also wonderful singing, dancing, and laughter, all of which were women's voices, and
These sounds are very beautiful. You can imagine that there must be countless beauties here, more beauties than the largest brothel in Zixiaofu City.
Feng Feiyun's frown deepened. If this was really the Buddhist garden where the abbot of Cangsheng Temple once lived, then how could the owner of this place be such a lustful and dissolute person?
However, after all, more than 1,800 years have passed. Even if the abbot of Cangsheng Temple once sent people to guard this place, in the long river of time, the owner of the mansion may have changed countless times.
This impeccable young man, what kind of person is he?
Naturally, Feng Feiyun had to go inside this mansion and said, "Little sister, could you please tell me that I have a big gift for you and I just want to see Mr. Wuxia?"
"Gifts of all sizes are missing. Once upon a time, an old uncle sent a thousand-year-old calamus, which is a spiritual grass. He wanted to ask to see our young master, but he didn't even see him." The little girl blinked.
He closed his eyes and said, "So unless a beauty comes, no one can see him."
A calamus plant is definitely worth a lot of money, and its medicinal power is even greater than that of a drop of spiritual spring.
Although Feng Feiyun still has two drops of spiritual spring on his body, they are life-saving magic medicine and cannot be taken out except as a last resort. Could it be that he really cannot see the impeccable master?
Of course, Feng Feiyun could go directly to the Buddhist garden in the backyard of the mansion, but even if he went, there would be no results. In the end, he would still be thrown out by the immortal Buddha robe, and he would not be able to get what he wanted to take away.
But since that Buddhist garden is in this mansion, it must be inseparable from this mansion. There must be something hidden in this mansion, which is the definite "key" to obtain the immortal Buddha's robe.
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Since you are not good at writing, you can only do martial arts.
"Master Wuxia, Feng Feiyun is here to visit!"
Feng Feiyun jumped up and flew several feet high. Like a big bird, he flew directly to the top of the mansion gate. He looked down. It was brightly lit, luxurious and rich, with wine pools and meat forests, and groups of beauties dancing. There was a
The hot spring is located next to the wine pool, with white clouds escaping. Beautiful beauties are bathing in the hot spring and singing softly, just like a fairy mansion.
Further away there is a palace made of gold, eight feet three feet high and eighteen feet wide. Both the walls and tiles are made of pure gold. Even the thick pillars surrounding the five people are made of gold.
of.
Not to mention anything else, just this pure gold palace can make a big family marvel.
The eyes are filled with beautiful women, there are no less than three hundred, none of them is not stunning in the world. People can't help but sigh that the energy of this flawless young man is too great. It is not known where he has collected so many beauties. Some of them are really making people crazy with envy.
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"I don't welcome men here, let alone men who climb over the wall." A young man's voice came from the pure gold palace, which seemed very lazy, as if he was still lying in the gentle countryside at this moment, and
Said: "Yun'er, according to our rules here, what should we do?"
"Goug out a pair of eyes, chop off both hands, and from now on I will never be able to see or touch a woman again." A girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, who looked very elegant, with starry eyebrows and delicate skin that could be broken by a blow.
The eyes are filled with the light of wisdom, and you can tell at a glance that it is not a vase-like decoration.
She held a paintbrush in her hand and painted on a piece of fragrant silk. Although she had only finished half of the painting, the artistic conception in the painting was not much different from that of the contemporary masters.
"Then I'll leave it to you!" Mr. Wu Xia didn't show up from beginning to end, and his voice was still so playful and lazy.
"Yes, Master."
Yun'er smiled sweetly, then stopped painting, and stared at Feng Feiyun with a pair of bright moon-like eyes. She saw that this young man was wearing a white Buddhist robe and holding a golden Zen staff in his hand, just like a Buddhist monk.
Lay disciples.
He was handsome and heroic, but Yun'er only glanced at him, focusing more on the invincible Zen staff in his hand.
She leaned forward, standing in the white mist of the wine pool. She held a paintbrush with ink that was not yet dry between her white jade-carved fingers. She waved the brush lightly, and a line of ink flew out, connecting into a sword-shaped murderous aura.
Feng Feiyun's left hand.
"This woman's appearance is excellent, comparable to that of Shen'e. No matter where she goes, she can enchant countless beauties with outstanding talents. Her painting skills are superb, and her cultivation level is not inferior to those of elders. How can such a woman be willing to be flawless?
A maidservant of the young master considers himself a slave?"
Feng Feiyun couldn't understand the hearts of these women. Could it be that this flawless young master was so outstanding and flawless?
Yes, just the wealth in the mansion can attract many women to join him willingly. With a big family and a big business, he is not afraid of not having many women.
But Feng Feiyun believes that there are still women in this world who do not pursue fame and wealth. Money alone cannot collect such versatile and extraordinary women with extraordinary abilities.
"I will not be merciful to women." Feng Feiyun waved the invincible Zen staff, shooting out a golden light, returning the sword energy to its original shape, turning it into ink stains on the ground.
Feng Feiyun flew down from above, strode towards the pure gold palace, and said: "It's better to ask your young master Wu Xia to come out and fight with me in person!"
"It's better to pass my test first! Our young master won't fight with just anyone, let alone with men."
Yun'er used the pen as a sword and circulated spiritual energy to the tip of the pen. The originally soft brush became sharper than the sword in an instant. With one stroke, the sword energy shot out, cutting on Feng Feiyun's Buddhist robes.
Make three small openings.
There were too many women in the mansion, all of them young and beautiful. Some were as cold as ice, standing with swords in their hands; some were charming and charming, half-dressed; and there were also petite and exquisitely talented ladies who were playing the guqin.
At this time, they all looked over with smiles, gently covering their lips with their fingers, and their smiles became sweeter and sweeter as they watched Feng Feiyun being forced back by Yun'er.
Feng Feiyun had never fought with a woman in front of so many beautiful women. He seemed a little helpless, and even a hair was cut off by Yun'er.
"Bang!"
Feng Feiyun no longer held back, and used Miao Gui's finger-wrenching spiritual power to strike out with a palm with the power of four oxen. Yun'er was so shaken that she couldn't even stand still after taking more than ten steps. Her arms were overflowing.
A trace of blood is as gorgeous as red plum blossoms above the white snow.
"call out!"
Seeing that Yun'er was no match for Feng Feiyun, these women took action. Two more girls took action. They pinched pink peach blossoms and scattered them from their fingers, like a rain of flowers. However, the petals had a sharp edge and could easily cut the boulder.
For powder.
The cultivation of these two women is not at all inferior to that of Yun'er, and they look exactly the same. They are twins, and the two of them are more powerful together.
One of them attacked Feng Feiyun's side, and the fragrant wind overflowed, distracting Feng Feiyun. They used their spiritual energy to swing the invincible Zen staff like a windmill, twisting out a tornado.
With a whistle, Yun'er had already regained her breath and once again picked up the pen and flew forward, directly to Feng Feiyun's eyebrows.
"These women are not only beautiful, but also fierce. They all have thorns and are very difficult to mess with!"
This was Feng Feiyun's only feeling at the moment. He was even more curious about the flawless young master who had never appeared before. What kind of strange man was he?
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