Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 667 Brother Yan, long time no see

Li Daoxuan held Xiaoqian's body as soft as a bone and as light as a feather. His nose was filled with a delicate fragrance, like white plum blossoms under the moon, refreshing.

Ning Caichen also woke up and stared blankly at the woman in white who was held in Li Daoxuan's arms.

It was as if the other person's smile had appeared in his dream.

It's a pity that now she is leaning in another man's arms like a bird, without looking at him, her eyes are lowered like the moon, and her delicate waist is trembling slightly.

"Brother Ning, don't say I'm not interesting enough, I'll leave that one to you."

After speaking, Li Daoxuan laughed, carried Xiaoqian to the innermost position, and pulled the rag to block Ning Caichen's view.

Just as he was about to say something, he felt a gust of fragrant wind blowing towards him. They had already taken off their gauze skirts and threw themselves on him. They leaned into his ear and whispered coquettishly: "Mr. Lang, there is a bearded robber chasing him outside." Kill us, the slave family is so scared!"

As he spoke, he reached out to untie Ning Caichen's belt.

"Girl, just tell me, why are you taking off my clothes?"

"Men and women are not allowed to have sex - ugh!"

While Ning Caichen tried his best to resist, he couldn't help but look in Xiaoqian's direction.

That figure as beautiful as an immortal always touched his heart.

However, Shuangshuang pushed his head back and kissed him forcefully, using their well-honed skills to prepare to capture this white-faced scholar.

Let the handsome young man in white be given to her sister. She must win this man!
At the same time, she also quietly sent a message to her sister to take action quickly and not let go of the perfect prey.

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in the corner.

Xiaoqian, who had always been cold and cold, seemed a little nervous at the moment. The man in white had just brought her in, but he was not in a hurry. Instead, he adhered to the gentleman's way and put her down gently.

He even took off his shoes when he saw her bare feet and put them on for her with his own hands.

During this process, he had a smile in his eyes, a gentle expression, and did not make any overbearing or offensive behavior, as if he was looking at a lost and found treasure.

After hearing Shuangshuang's message, Xiaoqian knew she had to take action.

She pursed her red lips slightly, and after some inner struggle, she took the initiative to untie the ribbon of her top. As the mist-like snow gauze fell, her fair skin, delicate collarbones, and embroidered flowers and butterflies were revealed. His bellyband was all exposed to Li Daoxuan's eyes.

He couldn't help but think of the description of the female ghost Xiaoqian in "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio". Her skin reflects the flowing clouds, her feet are as thin as bamboo shoots, and she looks beautiful in the daytime.

Li Daoxuan unbuttoned his clothes.

Xiaoqian felt slightly disappointed for some reason.

Men, are all men like this?

However, the white clothes were draped on her body, and there was still a faint warmth left. There was no smell of sweat, but a natural fragrance.

Li Daoxuan stared at her, his eyes sober and bright, and said: "If the girl doesn't want to, there's no need to force it."

Xiaoqian suddenly became curious about this man.

"You seem to...know me?"

For some reason, she always felt that the man in white in front of her didn't look at her like a stranger.

"You look a lot like a friend of mine."

"Appearance?"

"No, it's the temperament."

Li Daoxuan pulled her to sit down. Listening to Ning Caichen's increasingly rapid breathing outside, he couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

"Let's pretend too."

There was a trace of doubt in Xiaoqian's clear eyes, and she said, "What should I do?"

Li Daoxuan stretched out his hand to shake the broken wooden board on which the two of them were sitting, and a very regular shaking sound suddenly sounded. Along with it, there may be the sound of Ning Caichen's heartbreak.

Xiaoqian's face turned slightly red. After a long moment, she said, "Since we have to pretend, we might as well make it more realistic."

She still remembered that her mission was to seduce this man, so she mustered up the courage to kiss Li Daoxuan with her eyes closed.

Lips touch.

Xiaoqian's heart trembled, her red lips parted slightly, and she breathed out ghost energy, reaching towards the bright red beating heart.

However, in the process, as her ears and temples rubbed against each other and their lips and teeth connected, she felt that her body seemed to be getting hotter and hotter.

Just when he was about to swallow the other person's heart, Li Daoxuan suddenly took a step back, smiled slightly, and whispered in her ear: "Miss Xiaoqian, I know you are a female ghost."

Xiaoqian's pupils condensed, and her hair quietly grew longer.

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On the other side, Ning Caichen had been stripped naked. He tried to resist, but his face was flushed under the temptation, and his eyes gradually became blurred.

At this moment, Shuangshuang accidentally touched the wooden sculpture in his arms.

The sword energy surged, a scream rang out, blood dripped from both hands, and they flew away.

Ning Caichen finally came to his senses and realized that the woman in front of him was a monster. He quickly took out the wooden sculpture and faced both of them.

The next moment, the wooden sculpture seemed to come alive, and a golden sword energy flew out from it, slashing towards both of them.

Both of them were pierced by golden light, and screamed again. Their souls became much lighter, and black gas continued to emit.

However, the wood carving also cracked with cracks.

Apparently every time it is used, a crack will appear.

Both of them shouted loudly: "Sister, save me, this scholar has a magic weapon in his hands!"

Hearing this, Ning Caichen woke up suddenly and realized that Brother Li was in danger. He rushed over with the wooden sculpture in hand and suddenly pulled away the hanging rag.

There were no bloody or horrific scenes. The fair and beautiful woman was tightly wrapped in Brother Li's clothes and wearing Brother Li's shoes. Her hair was close to her skin and she was dripping with sweat.

A picture of grace, rain and dew, and the joy of Luan and Phoenix.

Ning Caichen felt a pain in his heart.

"Brother Ning, if I say that Xiaoqian and I didn't do anything, would you believe it?"

Ning Caichen looked at the nearly falling apart wooden boards and the scattered gauze skirts on the ground, and smiled bitterly.

No, I'm here to save Brother Li!

He raised the wooden sculpture towards Xiaoqian and shouted: "Brother Li, they are evil spirits, run away!"

Xiaoqian looked at him coldly, her jet-black hair quickly growing long and rushing towards Ning Caichen.

This time, the wood carving did not take effect.

Seeing that Ning Caichen was about to die, a sword light descended from the sky and landed in front of Ning Caichen. The sharp sword energy forced those long hair back.

Yan Chixia slowly fell down, stepped on the hilt of the sword, took a sip of wine, and laughed: "What a heavy Yin Qi, you are really an extraordinary ghost, much more powerful than those female ghosts!"

Xiaoqian snorted coldly, said nothing, and flew towards both of them.

"Want to leave? Don't think about it!"

Yan Chixia formed the sword formula in her hand, unsheathed the Dragon-Slaying Divine Sword, and stabbed Xiaoqian with the powerful sword energy like a river.

Xiaoqian's hair was fluttering, trying to block the edge of the sword, but her hair was constantly chopped off by the sword's energy, turning into Yin energy and dissipating in the air.

Her expression changed, what a powerful magic sword!

At this moment, a figure stood in front of her, it was Li Daoxuan.

Yan Chixia still had a good impression of him, so she quickly sheathed her sword upon seeing this.

Clang!
The Dragon-Slaying Divine Sword stopped in front of Li Daoxuan's eyes, missing it by only an inch. The sword energy made his loose hair flutter.

Yan Chixia looked at his still calm appearance and couldn't help but secretly sigh, this scholar is not only courageous, but also very determined.If he were practicing swordsmanship, he might be a good prospect.

It's a pity that Yuanyang was lost.

"Boy, she is a female ghost!"

Li Daoxuan smiled slightly and said: "So what, sometimes, people are much scarier than ghosts."

"I heard that the goddess Xiaoxiang was also born as a female ghost. Doesn't she also control the water veins, benefit the people, and be worshiped as a true god?"

These words left Yan Chixia speechless.

"Take your sisters and leave quickly."

Li Daoxuan said.

Xiaoqian looked at him deeply, and remembered what he had just said in her ears, and couldn't help but feel very complicated.

"Thank you. That matter... I will go and verify it."

After that, she flew away with both of them. Yan Chixia wanted to chase her, but was grabbed by Li Daoxuan.

"Xiaoqian just told me that there is a thousand-year-old tree demon here, and he might come and kill him later. Let's run away quickly."

Yan Chixia was a little surprised and said, "She even told you this?"

After a pause, he nodded and said: "It seems that the female ghost is really special to you. This place is called Lanruo Temple. It was once the lair of a demon. Later, the demon was destroyed by the national master, and this place became deserted. .”

"But who knew that the good times would not last long. After the national master disappeared, the place was occupied by a tree demon. It is said that this tree demon is also related to the former Void Belly Ghost King."

Yan Chixia took the two of them to escape, talking as they walked. Finally, he warned her earnestly: "After you go out this time, don't come back again!"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, countless towering trees suddenly started to move. The branches were like halberds and the vines were like whips, stabbing at the three people overwhelmingly.

The entire Lanruo Temple rumbled, as if a monster was waking up from its slumber.

An indistinguishable male and female voice sounded, and a demonic aura rose to the sky.

"Yan Chixia, you can't run away!"

"This time, grandma will kill you with her own hands!"

Yan Chixia laughed loudly and mocked: "Damn tree demon, we have fought so many times, but you can't stop me!"

He let out a long roar, and shot out thousands of flying swords from the sword box on his back. The sword energy easily tore apart the trees and vines like a storm, and the sword flew out of the temple with Li Daoxuan and Ning Caichen.

"Humph!"

Grandma Dryad sneered and took out a small gray bag.

boom!
In an instant, the bag swelled in the air, like a long dragon sucking water, whistling in the wind. Yan Chixia and the others kept getting smaller, and were finally sucked into the bag.

The bag became smaller and fell into the hands of the dryad grandma again. She smiled proudly and said: "In just one night, Yan Chixia and the other three will turn into a pool of blood. Daughters, prepare to hold a blood feast!"

The female ghosts cheered one after another.

Yan Chixia is a good person. The blood and Yang Qi he transformed into is as strong as thousands of adult men. Even if it is just a drop, it is very precious to these female ghosts.

All the ghosts were rejoicing, but Xiaoqian remained silent and looked at the bag quietly.

"Xiaoqian, you have disappointed grandma this time, but she loves you so much that she will give you a bowl of blood this time. Next time, don't let grandma down again."

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"What a weird bag, you two should hold this pill in your mouth!"

In the bag, Yan Chixia felt the corrosive power inside, and her expression changed.

The world in this bag is very strange, like a world covered in blood, with its feet still squirming, and the surrounding walls of the bag are covered with strange words.

Here, even Yan Chixia feels uncomfortable all over, and her magic power is constantly being consumed.

Li Daoxuan was fine, his body was too strong, and the corrosive power here couldn't do anything to him. But Ning Caichen felt very uncomfortable. Even though he was holding the elixir sent by Yan Chixia, his face was still pale. Constant sweating.

The whole person seemed to be melting.

"This is Sanskrit, and it talks about the Maitreya Sutra."

Li Daoxuan looked at the words on the walls of the bags around him, and his eyes moved.

He was Xuanzang's sworn brother, and he had exchanges and discussions with Tanshou Luohan, a roadside monk, so he was somewhat familiar with Sanskrit.

When Mara wanted to come to Luoyang, he deceived Abbot Huichen of Baima Temple in the name of this sutra, claiming that he was the reincarnation of Maitreya.

Therefore, Li Daoxuan also has some understanding of this sutra.

Yan Chixia couldn't cut it with the Dragon-Slaying Divine Sword, but she was so tired that she looked at Li Daoxuan and asked, "Do you know these words?"

Li Daoxuan stood with his hands behind his back and frowned: "I heard that Maitreya Buddha has a treasure called a human seed bag, which can collect all things in the world. Could it be this one?"

"But if this is really a human seed bag, how did a mere tree demon obtain it?"

Yan Chixia looked at him, slightly startled, then shook her head and said with a wry smile: "I must have drunk too much, why do I think you are similar to him?"

After a pause, he sighed.

"It doesn't matter what the bag is, we are going to die here anyway. It's a pity that I haven't let that person see my newly created sword skills yet."

Ning Caichen kept wiping his sweat, took out a wooden sculpture from his arms, and handed it to Yan Chixia.

"Taoist Master, this thing is very magical. You helped me drive away the female ghost before. Do you think it's useful?"

Yan Chixia didn't care at first, but when she saw the appearance of the wood carving clearly, she was immediately solemn and let out a light sigh.

"It's him?"

Yan Chixia felt the sword intention contained in it and finally confirmed it.

"It is indeed his Qi, and there are shadows of unfair sword intention in it. However, the sword intention is broad but not condensed, so it should be done casually."

Ning Caichen perked up and asked hurriedly: "Taoist Priest, who carved this wood?"

Yan Chixia sat down and took a sip of wine, with a look of reminiscence in her eyes.

"You also know that person, he is the Imperial Master of the Tang Dynasty, the strongest monk in the world, Li Daoxuan!"

Ning Caichen was shocked. He never expected that this wood carving had such a great origin.

When Li Daoxuan heard this, he smiled slightly and said, "Taoist Priest, it seems that you and the Imperial Master are still old friends?"

Yan Chixia waved her hand and said: "My master and the Imperial Master have been friends for many years. As for me... He and I competed in swordsmanship back then. The fight was so dark that the sky was dark and the sun and the moon were dark. It took three hundred days to separate. Win or lose!”

"Then who won?"

"Of course he's a national master, but he only narrowly won, narrowly."

He was about to die, so it wouldn't matter if he blew it, Yan Chixia thought to herself, Li Daoxuan wouldn't know about it anyway.

Ning Caichen became weaker and weaker and asked: "Since the Taoist priest and the imperial master are old acquaintances, I wonder if we can let the imperial master take action to subdue the demon?"

Yan Chixia coughed and looked a little embarrassed.

"I'm not very familiar with him."

Li Daoxuan smiled slightly and said, "Maybe if you call the Imperial Master for help, he will appear in front of you."

Yan Chixia sneered and said: "National Master, help me, Imperial Master, help me, Imperial Master, help me!"

After a pause, he looked at the two of them and said, "Look, let alone shouting, he won't be able to hear you even if you shout three or ten times. If he really appears right away, I'll call him daddy!"

At this moment, Yan Chixia heard a sigh, and the voice was somewhat familiar.

"Brother Yan, long time no see."

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(End of this chapter)