I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

On the riverside of Ethereal City, Jiang Lin, who was using the shape-changing technique, was looking for Jijibo and the others.

Although there will be a layer of spiritual power film that is difficult to fade when using the shape change technique, as long as you are a monk, you will know that it is not your real face.

But this is better than being surrounded by a group of people.

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

As long as you are not a monk in the Jade Raw Realm, you can never see your true appearance clearly.

Jiang Lin is still looking for Jijibo and the others, but there are too many people. If you let go of your spirituality and look for them, it is easy to be noticed by others, and they might suspect that you came to the door with some intention of finding fault.

Forget it, it's too late, I hope they can follow the plan.

Jiang Lin shook his head as he watched the flower boat slowly approaching by the Kongling River.

In the past, at the festival of lanterns, all the monks would come to the Ethereal River, and then a hundred flower boats would come.

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

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

It's just that in Haoran Tianxia, ​​the Confucian Academy has set rules that monks cannot be emperors (in fact, monks who sincerely ask can't be emperors either, after all, there are too many mundane things, which hinders practice).

That's why city is used instead of country.

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

Among the one hundred small towns, the most famous oiran is selected, and then enters the wandering Ethereal River.

The monks only need to recite poems and compose fu, play the piano and draw pictures, and if they have the eyes of the woman on the flower boat, they will be invited to enter the boat.

Moreover, these women on the flower boat are not just ordinary oirans, they are all monks who have proved their way in the world of mortals.

Compared with ordinary mortal women and women practicing on the mountain, the combination of fairy energy and dust wind of this kind of mortal women who have proved their way is more ingenious!

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

They are all young children, and they only hope to have a good night.

As long as I think about it, my heart will heat up.

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

I still have a headache on how to adjust my harem relationship, how to prevent the harem from turning into a Shura field.

If he really got on the flower boat, it would be really romantic, probably the flower boat would have to be split by the senior sister afterwards.

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

As for how to find Wu Ke and the others...

I have already copied a few poems and handed them over to Wu Ke and the others, and I will be able to spot them when they show up in front of others, so it is not a big problem.

As the hundred-headed flower boat stopped, the noise on the shore gradually stopped, and all eyes were on the riverside.

Under the moonlight, the lanterns of the flower boats illuminated the banks of the Ethereal River. On the flower boats, oirans walked out of the cabins and bowed one after another.

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

On the riverside, once again caught in the noise.

Although the flower boats are far apart, for a monk, if he concentrates his spiritual power in his eyes and releases his consciousness, he can clearly see the faces of hundreds of women.

All are beauties.

The male monks admire the oirans, while the female monks compare with these so-called oirans

Hmph! That's how long she is!

Dress up fancy, what's so good about it.

I can also be called an oiran!

Many female monks were quite dissatisfied.

In less than half a breath, nearly half of the women fell into the monk's eyes.

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

The eyes of all the male monks seemed to be stuck by a magnet, and they couldn't move their eyes away. They wished that they had another pair of eyes, just to look at her.

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

The teddy demon holding the pillar is more like red-eyed.

The female monks lowered their heads one after another and looked down at their own necks. As a result, they felt inferior and even closed themselves off.

A female monk wanted to cry because of her unsatisfactory development, her eyes were wet, but she accidentally glanced to the side, and after seeing the grassland of a woman wearing a pale pink dress standing beside her, she immediately regained her confidence.

The female monk felt that the girl must be more inferior and sad, and planned to comfort her a few words before regaining some confidence.

As a result, I looked up!

This girl looks too good-looking! Big eyes, delicate facial features, pure and lovely like spring water!

Look under the girl.

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

Is there something wrong with this sister?

Sensing the gaze of the woman beside her, Chen Jian turned her head, and asked with a pair of pure and watery eyes, her voice was like a clear spring.

The female monk did not speak, but covered her mouth and ran away crying

Similarly, Jiang Lin also looked at the woman on the flower boat in the middle of the river! Also can't look away.

But you really can't blame yourself!

As long as it is a man, oh no, this is the instinct of male animals...

I really can't blame myself for this

This not only reminded Jiang Lin of the Butterfly Dance girl from Sun Moon Sect's Chunfeng Building.

But Jiang Lin promises! Even Wu Die couldn't compare to this girl.

Feeling all the gazes on her body, the woman on the flower boat in the heart of the river didn't care at all.

Only for the unwavering gaze he looked at her, the girl who returned to her old job as an Oiran was secretly happy in her heart.

[In Young Master Jiang's mind, Wu Die's real face and figure are more attractive than Peak Master Jiang, who is more attractive? 】

The corners of Wu Die's mouth rose like a crescent moon, her head was raised slightly, and she looked in the direction of the line of sight.

Even though there was a considerable distance, in an instant, the eyes of the two met.

This pair of eyes made Jiang Lin's nose feel hot, and then he quickly closed his eyes, meditating in his heart that he had one heart and one mind for Master and Senior Sister!

She's looking at me!

No! She's looking at me!

She's smiling at me!

Fuck you! You miss Taozi! You are laughing at me!

Girl! Please listen to me recite a poem first!

Get out! Miss! My qin sect monk is very skilled! Here's a song for the girl!

For a while, I don't know who started it. On this very romantic night, more and more monks are going to take the lead in composing poems and music! lest the girl let others aboard.

Listening to the noise, Wu Die on the flower boat snorted and covered her face with her long sleeves, still looking at Jiang Lin with her eyes closed, her beautiful eyes flashed:

What about you? Do you want to board my flower boat?