The ancestor who passed through the book became a villain, and his junior sister gave up on therapy.

"He wants to become an immortal!"

"Become an immortal?" Qin Yuan was stunned for a moment: "Ascend?"

"It's almost the same, but it's not the traditional way." Xiang He explained: "Beyond the Mahayana is the Immortal Realm. There are obstacles here. If you follow the right path, you will gain merit in the day, and if you do good deeds, you will receive incense, and you will become an immortal."

"Qing Huan was on this road back then, and the incense was still the most popular in the upper world."

"But the crooked way is to dismantle the corpses of all evils, imprison all souls to harm them, and establish themselves as close immortals or pretend to be immortals."

"Fake immortals are hypocritical, and fake immortals are all evil. Steward Jiang should be following this path."

"In this way..." Qin Yuan nodded thoughtfully: "Then you mean you can kill me?"

Xiang He: "..."

Xiang He: "Xiao Qin, are you the master of the butcher's knife?"

She rolled her eyes. With so many souls in Butler Jiang's body, I don't know how many times all evil has been dismantled. We have one Nascent Soul and one Mahayana. If we meet someone who wants to ascend the last few solutions, shouldn't we give them to him?

But having said that, Xiao Qin has become more and more murderous since he turned 18, or came out of the Red Dragon Clan?

"Can't you?" Qin Yuan didn't expect his master's aunt to say that, with a slightly questioning look in his eyes. After all, she knew nothing about the realm after the immortal became a god.

"It's not impossible, it's just that we may not be able to kill each other. Whether it's merit in the day or the elimination of all evils, the cultivator has one foot in the upper world. If he is unlucky enough to face the last few stages of his elimination of all evils, I kneel easily.”

Xiang He looked at Qin Yuan's pretty face full of curiosity and couldn't help but knead it like dough.

"One foot has stepped into the upper world, which means there is still one foot that has not stepped into it, right?"

"???"

"Does that make any difference?"

Qin Yuan rubbed Xiang He's face with his backhand: "Of course there is a difference."

I am invincible in the lower realm!But of course he couldn't say this out loud, so he said, "You have to be precise when you speak."

Xiang He: "..."

Xiang He: "I thought you were going to say something..."

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On the other side, in a remote tent, a middle-aged man was dressing up in front of the mirror. The expensive woman's rouge exuded a faint fragrance. He applied it, but the expression on his face became more and more ferocious!

"Concubine Si!"

He violently knocked over the rouge box and achieved merit in the day. Who doesn’t want to be orthodox?Who wants to be ridiculed by all kinds of evil and be despised by the world!

Butler Jiang, no, should be called Jiang Peihong.

He was originally the only monk in the Buyoujiang family, and he had been determined to follow the ordinary path since he was a child. He used to be on the right path until he met that demon woman...

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In the dim room, a woman wearing only a robe leaned crookedly on a chair. Her breath was a little heavy, and her earlobes and neck were stained with an unnatural blush. She seemed to have been drugged.

"Snapped!"

There was a sound of the door being pushed open, and Jiang Peihong walked in with a smile on her face. She was still a girl at that time, not the current housekeeper Jiang.

The woman glanced at Jiang Peihong who walked in. She had unkempt wild eyebrows, a hint of heroism, clear facial lines, and was well-dressed, giving her a boyish look.

But... they are just animals after all.

She closed her eyes in resignation and half-took off the last robe on her body, her seductive body looming under the candlelight.

Thousands of styles have arrived, especially the tattoos on the chest that wrap around the buds.

"let's start…"

"Gudong..." With the sound of swallowing saliva, Jiang Pei blushed and forced himself to look away: "Girl, you misunderstood. I didn't do this to offend you."

"Ok?"

The woman seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world. She smiled mockingly and shook the iron chain on her ankle: "Are you joking with Concubine Si? What you took today is my first night, you spend so much time With so much money, you can’t just want to talk to me, right?”

After talking about it, her breath was a little messy, her throat became soft and soft unconsciously, and the effects of the medicine became more and more powerful, and she could hardly stay awake.

However, Si Fei still kept staring at the visitor. Although she didn't believe what she said, she still hoped that her words were true...

"Just think of me as doing something good..." Jiang Peihong felt hot all over after hearing the voice, and forced herself to calm down before coming to her.

She turned her gaze away and tentatively reached out to reach for the half-sloughed robe, but unexpectedly she touched the nephrite before the brocade could reach it.

Concubine Si trembled obviously, but when she saw that she did not continue the next action, but put the robe on herself, a glimmer of hope inevitably rose in her heart.

If you can be innocent, who wants to be stained with dust?

"My benefactor, is he famous?" She changed the subject and tried to regain her consciousness. Jiang Peihong sat down opposite her: "Bu You Jiang Pei Hong, Pei Wei is elegant and has unconventional ideas. Jiang Peihong is sincere without wearing red clothes."

"Pfft...what a good name for my benefactor." Concubine Si smiled softly, her fingers tightly squeezing the armrests of the seat, and thin beads of hot sweat seeped out from her skin.

Jiang Peihong saw it and quickly took the tea next to her: "Tea can be an antidote. You drink some first and I'll put cold water for you."

As she said that, she got up and looked for the bathtub in the house, and it didn't take long for her to find it.

Perhaps in order to meet the guests' needs for a mandarin duck bath or to watch beauties taking a bath, the bathtub is behind the gauze curtain.

She secretly cursed the store owner for being dishonest and started to put cold water in the bucket, but her eyes kept drifting to Si Fei unconsciously.

The man was already in a state of confusion due to the strong effects of the medicine, so he couldn't drink tea gracefully. She only knew that she was very thirsty, so she took the teapot and poured it into her mouth.

The brown and yellow tea soup splashed in unison, and her chest was quickly wet. The already thin robe became even more transparent, clinging tightly and rising and falling with her breathing.

"Gudong..." Jiang Peihong swallowed for the second time. Fanyong was not heartless. She also had emotions and desires, not to mention being in the same room with such a beauty.

He said in his heart that he could not take advantage of others' danger, but his feet were slowly leaning towards Concubine Si.

"Can you still walk? I'll help you go to the bathtub."

Concubine Si nodded. She wanted to be more vigilant, to set up defenses, and to tense up her muscles, but she couldn't do anything now. She could only lean against Jiang Peihong softly.

It's ridiculous to think about it. I sold it to her the whole night. What do I expect?

Even if she does something to herself, it should be right...

Although they were only a few steps apart, the two of them seemed to have walked for three to five years. Jiang Peihong's back was wet with sweat, and a faint fragrance kept coming from her nose. She tightened her arms around Concubine Si's thin waist. .

"If my benefactor can't bear it any longer, I won't complain if it's a one-on-one deal." Concubine Si also noticed the change in her. The desire on top of her head was now all for her. It was strange that she could really do nothing.

"I just want to do good things..." Jiang Peihong's voice was a little restrained, but her hands had already passed through the robe at some point and rubbed the soft flesh of the former's waist.

Concubine Si was already addicted to drugs, and this touch only made matters worse.

She gritted her teeth, as if she had made some kind of decision, put her arms around Jiang Peihong's neck, and took her into the bathtub together.

"Benefactor, can you grant me a request?"