The piano stopped.

Silence is better than sound.

There is a monk in the late stage of the dragon and tiger who is not weak, holding a young girl, and whispering hot love words.

A gray-haired man with a face full of marks left by the years.

One is the cardamom years, and this age can be full of water without any whitewashing.

After a pause, there was a crisp chime.

Trapped in a daze, the monk woke up like a dream, some let go of the woman in his arms, and some still pretended to be drunk and did not let go.

The old man in the late stage of the dragon and tiger patted on the snow-white slender and elastic legs of the cardamom girl sitting on his knees.

"It's a pity you're not her...... You're not her" The old man's vicissitudes of life seemed to be reminiscing about the past, revealing memories and regrets.

looked at the girl in his arms, and from then on, between the woman's eyebrows, it was vaguely similar to the face in his memory.

But time passes, the past can no longer be chased, how can there be such a long life?

It has long been turned into a cup of loess, and the soul has been annihilated so that there is no way to chase it.

The vast road of cultivating immortals, a few immortals.

How many monks have thrown away their affection and severance for the sake of the great avenue, cut off all their worries, and in the end they are still in the mirror.

Although the old man's face is old, he can still see a chic and elegant temperament, and when he is young, he should be very popular with women.

The girl sitting on her knees stood up obediently, her dress was half-transparent, and the spring light appeared, and she bowed to the old man and left.

"When I was young, I only wanted to have a pair of discerning eyes to see through the world, and when I was old, I only hated why my old eyes didn't faint, and I couldn't indulge in the illusion in front of me. The old man sighed.

"Senior Xu, you return to the source in half a step, your divine sense is extremely powerful, although Fairy Qin's piano skills are good, but you still have to take care of others, it is too difficult to fall into an illusion for her!" said a thirty-year-old Confucian with a smile.

The sound of the qin has the characteristics of group attack, of course, a person of advanced can send the sound of the qin and the various artistic conceptions contained in the sound of the qin into the consciousness of one of them, so that he can fall into an illusion and cannot extricate himself.

In fact, the one who spoke was also a dragon and tiger monk, but this white-haired old man returned to the source in half a step, and the businessman called this old man a senior in order to compliment others and earn more spirit stones.

The old man chuckled lightly and said:

"Fairy Qin has lived in the Hundred Flowers Pavilion for a long time, and the Ecstasy Qin has been played for a long time, and there are fewer illusions of witches, and the charm of memory can't keep up, I'm afraid that this Jiazi will waste time here. ”

The Ecstasy Piano of the Illusion Sect has two branches and two leaves when it reaches the Dragon and Tiger Period, and one faction tends to integrate into the witch's wonderful appearance.

The other faction walked more lightly, removing the wonderful appearance of the witch who seduced the soul, and used the sound of the piano to express the true love of the world and arouse the inner feelings of the people who listen to the piano.

The former is biased towards lust, the latter towards love.

For a long time, in the Phantom Sect, if you want to gain the upper hand, there are almost no people who can succeed in playing the Ecstasy Piano, and even Li Meier is a desire to go.

"My generation cultivates immortals, and the avenue is difficult to achieve, even if the little woman's comprehension is too low, maybe she may be mixed with the illusion of a witch in the sound of the piano, it is not as good as now!"

The thirty-year-old Confucian clapped his hands and said, "Okay, the show begins, let's go down!"

The fugue monk who refused to let go of the maid in his arms and took the opportunity to rub the oil let go.

A group of girls left in a curling manner, and at this moment, a light breeze lifted the tulle skirts of the women, and their thighs were as white as jade.

Why did the wind come so coincidentally, all the details were arranged in advance, not too big or too small, just right, not too big, with the scenery, not too small, not to the sultry fire.

The Sun family runs the Hundred Flowers Pavilion, which is a thousand-year-old inheritance, and the thousand-year-old Hundred Flowers Pavilion has long been a thorough understanding of human nature.

"This pavilion will hold a grand auction of female slaves tonight, first of all, I would like to thank all the Taoist friends for coming to cheer!"

Monks also have a chain of contempt, and the sects with high combat power despise the strong and choose the sects that are easy to advance.

The disciples of the eldest brother faction despise scattered cultivation, and after hundreds of years of scattered cultivation, they despise the scattered cultivation without any foundation, and the Sun family has been inherited for thousands of years, which is nothing in the famous sect, but in these scattered cultivations without a foundation, it is still a family that is not weak.

There are three thousand avenues, different paths to the same end, to borrow a sentence from a mortal martial artist, there is no strength or weakness in martial arts, and only those who practice martial arts are strong or weak.

Three Thousand Avenues, any one of them, practice to the extreme will not be too far from the others, strictly speaking, no one in the Three Thousand Avenues can stand out.

In this realm, except for the Holy Confucianism of Zezhou, there is no great sect of Confucianism and Taoism.

And after the decline of Confucianism, Confucian cultivation became even weaker, but there were still many monks wearing Confucian clothes.

Confucianism among mortals, like to talk about the romance of celebrities, this romance includes prostitutes, countless Confucian scholars became officials, while putting Tianli morality on their lips and saying that they represent the common people, represent the will of heaven, and represent the direction of the times, but on the one hand, they do not do business, and only care about the romance of celebrities.

It is probably this atmosphere that has affected the world of cultivating immortals, so that people like the monk surnamed Sun all wear Confucian clothes.

The interface He Qi is in now can be regarded as the worst place where Confucianism and Taoism have been hacked.

Nine out of ten people wearing Confucian robes are not Confucian cultivators, they are not turtles in the immortal cultivation world like a monk surnamed Sun, or they are like shopkeepers in the market.

In a sense, wearing Confucian clothes means that different people fight the law and only reason with others.

"My ancestor is happy today, and my ancestor said: Tonight's female slave auction is a preferential reward!"

A unique auction of female slaves began.

Buying and selling human beings, it is an ancient industry that has been recorded in ancient times.

The Hundred Flowers Pavilion deliberately laid out a magic circle that could make people hallucinate, and in the hazy light, women with different postures floated out, these were just to attract spiritual monks, just suitable for those fugue monks present, if it was really a fugue monk's furnace ding, then the dragon and tiger monks had the financial resources to buy and enjoy.

There is no need to elaborate on the boring competition for fragrant beauty, and after only half an hour, the auction of the female slaves has reached the final step.

"Thanks to everyone's love, today's finale beauty is on the stage, in the late stage of the iQue, the posture is excellent, the technology is first-class, the shooting will definitely make you lose your soul night and night, a certain Taoist friend who is in poor health, be careful to bid!"

The monk surnamed Sun really insulted his Confucian robe, and after some sultry and sensational words, the sound of the piano sounded, and pieces of peach blossoms fell from the world.

It's obviously a double cultivation furnace, but it wants to be like a goddess.

Pink petals fluttered and scattered, and on a swing woven by flowers, a beautiful woman, thirty years old, mature and plump, and her chic palace dress revealed half a snowball.

This woman's cheeks were smeared with a faint blush, swinging, her dress fluttering, three thousand black silks fluttering in the wind behind her head, her face was smiling, and she was singing a little song softly.

Everyone in the audience didn't know the name of the song, but they only felt that it was beautiful, and only careful people could see the haggard nature of this woman in the fine lines at the corners of her eyes.

If someone has ever been to Jianming Mountain in the Southern Wilderness and knows Shengyan Peak very well, they will know that this woman is singing a love song sung by those mountain people in the Jianming Mountain Range. I will also be shocked, how could Zhu Yuling, the beloved daughter of the former Holy Yanfeng Mountain Lord, who once made the Dragon and Tiger Monks of the Holy Flame Peak have to be treated politely, fall into such a field.

(End of chapter)