On the banks of the Ethereal City, Jiang Lin, who was using the shape-changing technique, was looking for them.

Although it is said that when you use the Transfiguration Technique, there will be a film of spiritual power that is difficult to fade, as long as you are a monk, you will know that it is not your true face.

But it's better than being surrounded by a bunch of people.

And I learned this shape-changing technique from the guy Taier Zhenjun, so what if I know that I am not a real face?

As long as he is not a monk of the Jade Pur Realm, he does not want to see his true appearance clearly.

Jiang Lin is still looking for them, but there are too many people, if you let go of your divine sense to look for them, it will be easy for others to notice, and maybe you will suspect that you have other intentions to find fault with them.

"Forget it, it's too late, let's hope they can do what they planned......"

Looking at the flower boats slowly sailing over the ethereal river, Jiang Lin shook his head.

In the past, when the Lantern Festival poetry festival was held, basically all the monks came to the bank of the Ethereal River, and then there would be a hundred flower boats.

The women on these boats are all Oirans from all over the Ethereal City.

You must know that Ethereal City is just a general term, and it should be called Ethereal Country to be precise.

It's just that in the vast world, the Confucian Academy has set a rule that monks cannot be emperors (in fact, monks who sincerely ask questions can't be emperors...... After all, there is too much mortal dust, which hinders cultivation).

That's why "city" is used instead of "country".

The city is divided into small towns, and these so-called "towns" are the real cities.

Choose the most famous Oiran from each of the 100 "towns" and then enter the banks of the Ethereal River.

The monks only need to recite poems, play the piano and paint, and if there is a woman on the flower boat, they will be invited into the boat.

Moreover, these women on the boat are not just ordinary Oirans, they are all monks who preach in the red dust.

Compared with ordinary mortal women and mountain cultivators, this kind of red dust preacher women's fairy qi and dust wind are combined with each other, which is more wonderful!

What's more, you don't have to be responsible yet!

They are all virgins, just looking forward to a night of romance.

Just thinking about it makes my throat hot.

Of course, Jiang Lin didn't dare to think about it.....

I still have a headache about how to regulate my harem relationship, and how to prevent the harem from evolving into a Shura field.

If this is really on the flower boat, it is really romantic, it is estimated that the flower boat will be split by the senior sister afterwards.

So if you can't get on this flower boat, you can't get on it, if you really accidentally pull it up, but it's really romantic, something will happen.

As for how do you find Wu Ke and them......

I have already copied a few poems and handed them to Wu Ke, and when the time comes, I will be able to find them when they appear in front of people, and it is not a big problem.

As the hundred-bow boat stopped, the noise on the shore slowly stopped, and all eyes were on the riverside.

Under the moonlight, the lights of the flower boats illuminated the ethereal riverside, and on the flower boats, the Oiran came out of the cabin one after another to bow down.

It's just a salute, but this scene like a hundred flowers has aroused the hormones of all male animals, and even a teddy demon has already picked up the pillar.

Above the riverside, it was once again in an uproar.

Although the flower boats are far away, for the monks, by gathering their spiritual power in their eyes and letting go of their divine sense, they can clearly see the faces of a hundred women.

They are all beauties.

The male friars look at the oiran, while the female friars contrast themselves with these so-called oirans......

"Humph! That's all it looks like! ”

"Dressed up with bells and whistles, what's there to see."

"I can also be called an Oiran!"

Many of the young monks were quite unconvinced.

In less than half a breath, nearly half of the women fell into the eyes of the monks.

Looking at it, suddenly, not only the male friars, but almost all the female friars gasped at the same time.

All the friars' eyes were glued to a magnet, and they couldn't take their eyes off, wishing they had one more pair of eyes, just to look at her.

Some buddies even quietly touched their noses, as if they had nosebleeds.

The teddy demon holding the pillar sped up even more, as if he was chewing Xuanmai, and he couldn't stop at all.

The friars bowed their heads and looked under their necks, and felt humble...... Even autistic......

One of the friars wanted to cry for her uncompetitive development, and her eyes were wet, but when she accidentally glanced to the side, she saw the meadow of a woman in a pale pink dress standing beside her, and suddenly regained her self-confidence.

The friar felt that the girl must have felt even more inferior and sad in her heart, and planned to comfort her a few words before regaining some confidence.

As a result, look up!

This girl is too good-looking! With big eyes and delicate facial features, they are as pure and lovely as spring water!

Look under the girl.

Although the girl is flat, she has long legs! Even if you are wearing a skirt, you can feel the perfect leg shape of this girl!

"Is there something wrong with this sister?"

Chen Yao, who felt the gaze of the woman next to him, turned his head, and asked with a pair of innocent and watery eyes, his voice was like a clear spring.

The friar did not speak, but ran away with her mouth covered and crying......

Similarly, Jiang Lin also looked at the woman on the flower boat in the middle of the river! Again, I can't take my eyes off it.

But you really can't blame yourself!

As long as it's a man, oh no, it's the instinct of a male animal......

It's just too big!

This not only reminded Jiang Lin of the butterfly dancing girl in the Sun Moon Sect Chunfeng Building.

But Jiang Lin promised! Even the butterfly girl is not so big!

Feeling all the sights that stayed on him, the woman on the river flower boat didn't care at all.

Only for the unskewed gaze he looked at himself, the girl who returned to her old job and became an "Oiran" was secretly happy in her heart.

[In Jiang Gongzi's heart, the real face and body of the dancing butterfly are more attractive than the master of Jiang Feng? 】

The corners of the butterfly's mouth rose like a crescent, and the head of the mantis was slightly raised, looking in the direction of the gaze.

Even if it was a lot of distance, in an instant, the eyes of the two were even more together.

This look made Jiang Lin's nose hot, and then he quickly closed his eyes, silently reciting in his heart that he was "single-minded to Master and Senior Sister"!

"She's looking at me!"

"Nope! She's looking at me! ”

"She's smiling at me!"

"Fuck off! Do you want peaches! People are laughing at me! ”

"Girl! Listen to me sing a hymn first! ”

"Get out! Girl! My Qin Sect monk has excellent skills! This is a song for the girl! ”

For a while, I don't know who started it, but on this very peach blossom night, more and more monks want to take the lead in composing poems and music! lest the girl let others get on board.

Listening to this noisy sound, the butterflies dancing on the flower boat snorted and smiled, hiding their faces with long sleeves, still looking at Jiang Lin with closed eyes, and his beautiful eyes flowed:

"What about you? Want to get on my flower boat? ”

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