Cultivators Have No Lust

After the disguise is completed, it is necessary to go up to the ground, but Youdu is on the ground, there is a large section of solid rock and soil in the middle, and the body cannot pass through it directly. Yuan Xing came down because of Bai Wanrong's ghost art assimilation body protection, and now he has to go up , Yuan Xing would not be able to go up directly.

Therefore, the old man taught Yuan Xing the technique of escaping from the ground.

No matter how much the old man didn't want Yuan Xing to take advantage of it, he had to teach him something related to the plan.

After finishing these, the old man took Yuan Xing and went straight up from one direction.

As the pressure around him eased and his eyes lit up, Yuan Xing knew that he had finally returned to the human world.

It's just that here is a huge room that is somewhat gloomy and cold. Yuan Xing doesn't know how big it is, because the line of sight is blocked by countless paintings hanging densely everywhere, and the boundary cannot be seen.

The paintings on the hanging paintings are full-body portraits of people in various shapes, so lifelike, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are photos.

"Here is...huh?"

Yuan Xing opened his mouth to ask the old man accompanying him, but when he turned his head, there was no one there.

Only then did Yuan Xing wake up, this is the human world, and it has become a situation that he can see but ghosts can no longer see.

"This is the drawing room, and it is also the army warehouse of Lord Shenlai."

A hoarse voice came from the side, Yuan Xing turned his head to look, and saw a painting not far away squirmed, and then the figure in the painting stretched out a hand, then head, feet, and finally The whole person walked out of the painting, and the original painting, only a blank white paper and a line of words written at the corner: Dingbu 350 II.

This line should be the number of the drawing.

"Ancestor Hongyu?"

Looking at the man, Yuan Xing called out tentatively.

"Ahem, it's the old man."

The man coughed twice, nodded, and responded.

"How do you use this body?"

Yuan Xing was a little speechless.

At this time, Patriarch Hongyu didn't have the aura of being a king without being angry.

That man was a skinny little old man, not taller than Yuan Xing's waistline, his skin was like an old tree's skin wrinkled on one side, and he was hunchbacked, coupled with his non-stop coughing, he looked as if he was about to sink into the ground The old man who has no medicine to save.

"Don't...don't say it, ahem, it's not that God came... that bastard, in order to humiliate me... ahem, he deliberately only gave me access to this body, this body... Phew, cough... …I can’t help being weak, and I have various diseases of tuberculosis and asthma.

After speaking for such a long time, the old man gasped and coughed, his pale face was flushed red, Yuan Xing was afraid that he would not be able to catch his breath, so he belched on the spot.

"Okay, you'd better stop talking." Yuan Xing quickly raised his hand to stop him.

"Huh~"

The old man gasped for a while, and finally calmed down. He raised his hand tremblingly, and tore off a painting next to him, and then tore off a mark on the arm of the person in the portrait. After coming down, he waved to Yuan Xing again.

Yuan Xing walked over, and the old man held the piece of paper in both hands and raised his hand high, but he could only reach Yuan Xing's elbow. He tried a few times, but he said in a bad mood: "Squat... squat down, cough cough..."

Yuan Xing squatted down as he said, and this time the old man finally got enough. He pressed the piece of paper on Yuan Xing's arm on the shoulder with one hand, squeezed a finger with the other hand, and waved it in the air a few times. Immediately, he muttered something, and finally pointed to the piece of paper and shouted: "Go!"

Accompanied by the sound, Yuan Xing felt the coldness there, and then the old man let go of his hand and backed away. Yuan Xing looked at the arm again, and saw that the imprint had entered into the skin, and there was no trace of splicing.

The old man over there picked up the original painting with a missing hole, moved his finger, and the painting burned, and after a while, it turned into ashes without leaving any traces.

"Okay, let's go... Cough, before I came here... I told you about your identity. Now... your name is Di Hai, and you are my Hong Yuzong... seventh-generation disciple... cough... dead In... fighting... ahem..."

"Don't talk about it, I've remembered it all, you'd better take a breath and wait until you see God coming." Yuan Xing said hastily.

Before coming, the old man asked Yuan Xing to recite all the materials of his disciple, so as to avoid revealing his secrets later in God's questioning.

The old man nodded and didn't say any more, he led the way tremblingly, while Yuan Xing quickly bowed and followed behind, helping him from time to time.

From now on, Yuan Xing is a disciple of the Hong Yu Sect, no matter what the old man becomes, he must be respectful, because he is the founder of the Hong Yu Sect.

The seventh-generation disciples, theoretically, are not eligible to see the founder of the mountain in their entire life, but now because of their death, they can not only see them, but also follow them around all the time. No wonder those two people are willing to guard the gate for him.

Although Yuan Xing didn't take it seriously, he had to enter the character state of that person to ensure that he didn't reveal his secrets.

The two walked out of the room one after the other, and what appeared in front of them was a magnificent landscape that Yuan Xing had never seen in the valley before.

Here is yet another city, full of traffic, high-rise courtyards, etc. can be seen everywhere, and there is an endless stream of pedestrians and vendors.

Then in the center of the city, a magnificent palace rose from the ground, so huge that it made other houses and passers-by look like ants, and the tip of the high point pierced into the sky.

It can be said that this palace is completely a city within a city, and under the sunlight, it shows a kind of supreme majesty.

Yuan Xing was a little stunned, but what surprised him was not this, but... such a large area was directly exposed to the sun, why didn't we see it when we were patrolling the sky?

Could it be that there is some blinding magic circle?

"The sun was also created by God." Seeing Yuan Xing startled, the old man said abruptly: "Actually, we are still underground, but God created all of this, the sun, the sky, the clouds, and what you see in your eyes. Everything is her creation."

"Ah?" Yuan Xing's expression changed slightly, and he said, "This directly created a world?"

"That's right." The old man nodded and sighed: "She also called herself a god, so she named herself Shenlai. But I have to say that the supernatural power she awakened is indeed a bit powerful, not to mention you, even if it is In my heyday—the late Nascent Soul, it was not easy to deal with."

The old man failed and was obliterated by the Heavenly Tribulation when he broke through to the realm of transformation, so the peak period is considered to be the late stage of Yuanying.

The old man said again: "Even if you solve the problem of ghosts, without relying on people, she can change the surrounding environment at any time to fight you. It can be said that you are fighting against the whole world, and it is almost difficult to defeat.

"So, for the present plan, sneak attack is the safest."

Yuan Xing was slightly shocked when he heard it, but when he thought about it carefully, he felt something was wrong.

The strength of the gods is only in the spiritual realm, which is similar to that of herself and He Luo, and He Luo said that her strength at this level has a lot of restrictions on supernatural powers, and her prophets have many things that cannot be directly counted.

But why does it seem that there is no limit to this supernatural power, it can create anything, it is simply invincible.

How can I upgrade after that?

So there must be something else that hasn't been noticed.

And this old man used the sneak attack method to make himself firm, so he would not tell the shortcomings of the gods.

It seems that only oneself is slowly exploring.

Analyzing in his heart, he followed the old man to the gate of the palace, and at the gate, there was a row of heavily armed soldiers. Judging by the strength of the physical body, they were all in the crystallization state.

Then a man who looked like a captain stopped the two of them for questioning, Yuan Xing looked again, the captain's strength was already at the Jindan stage.

Jindanjing was already an elder of the sect in Yongning Prefecture, but here he is the captain of the city gate...

Although Shenlai can be mass-produced, it may not be as good as the real Jindan, but Yuan Xing is still a little shocked.

As a sergeant led the two of them into the palace, Yuan Xing saw more sergeants patrolling and guarding around the palace. Those ghosts who were originally free seemed to be happy to play their current roles at this time.

After walking through another long palace road, the two finally came to the gate of the resplendent palace.Then with a call from inside, Yuan Xing helped the old man step into the gate of the palace, and finally saw the legendary Lord Shenlai sitting on the dragon chair.

Yuan Xing was shocked.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a woman, and...

Chapter 12 Pride

The woman was wearing a dragon crown and a large yellow robe embroidered with golden dragons. She was leaning on the dragon chair at this time, with one hand resting on the armrest to support her clean chin. Snow's jade-like arms.

Under the dragon crown, there is a cloud-like black hair fixed with gold and silver jade hairpins, most of which are coiled behind the head, and a strand slips down over the shoulders and sprinkles on the towering chest.

Under the beautiful hair, there are two willow eyebrows and a little red lips.It was supposed to be a beautiful face without any makeup, but at this moment, there was an aura of calm and prestige, which made people dare not look directly at it.

But Yuan Xing looked straight at it, and stared at it with wide-open eyes.

"Presumptuous, to look directly at Lord Shenlai, and not kneel down!"

Yuan Xingzheng was engrossed in watching it, when suddenly a guard shouted loudly, bringing him back to his senses.

"It doesn't matter. Ordinary people will lose their minds when they first see a god. This time, he will be spared from his crimes. But if there is a next time, he will goug out his eyes."

On the dragon seat, Shenlai said lightly.

The voice is sweet and pleasant, but it is full of majesty.

"Yes, hurry up and thank God, my lord." The sergeant said coldly.

Yuan Xing hadn't moved yet, but at this moment the old man next to him laughed and panted, "God girl, I haven't seen you for a few days... Cough cough, you still like to put on airs so much."

"Presumptuous, how dare you..."

"Ok?"

Shen Lai glanced at the sergeant sideways, and the sergeant immediately shut his mouth knowingly and didn't interrupt anymore.

Only then did Shenlai look at the old man, a smile escaped from the corner of his mouth, and said faintly: "I haven't seen you for a few days, how is your old body getting better?"

"Thanks to you, I still can't die...ahem..." the old man said tremblingly.

"Heh... why do you have to suffer so much for making Hong Yuzong loyal to me?" Shen Lai said with a faint smile.

"Hey, Hongyuzong is my life's painstaking effort, how can I...cough, transfer it to someone else?" The old man sneered.

Shen Lai shook his head slowly, and sighed quietly: "Tsk tsk, you are dead, and if you are reincarnated, then Hong Yuzong has nothing to do with you, isn't it still someone else's?

"People are selfish. Since Hongyuzong is destined to have nothing to do with you, why not sell it for a good price while it still has influence? You must have been greedy for that body for a long time, right?

"With that body, coupled with your thousands of years of life experience and rich skills, it is not difficult to make a comeback. But if you are reincarnated, you will lose your memory, skills, experience, etc., and everything will start all over again. At that time, it will be even more difficult to get up again. Maybe even reincarnated in a mortal body, unable to even practice cultivation, and can only work as a mortal for a hundred years, that would be even more pathetic."

The old man smiled, took a deep breath, and said: "I've said it many times, the value of a transaction is equal, I have so many supreme skills, you can choose a few of them at random, and you can use them for life, let alone changing one. Even if you change ten or a hundred bodies, it will be more than enough."

Shenlai said coldly: "You are not qualified to be equal to me now, and you have annoyed me. I will lead the army to destroy your Hongyuzong directly."

The old man laughed and said: "Please go, please, I can't ask for it. It's not that I'm talking big, I left this land, without these free and endless ghosts, who can you deal with, ha...cough coughcough... "

This time, the laughter brought about a severe cough, and he couldn't keep up with his breathing, which made the old man tremble and shake, almost dying of breath.

Yuan Xing quickly freed a supporting hand and patted his back lightly.

Seeing the old man's painful appearance, Shenlai's originally cold eyes released a trace of pleasure, and then her eyes finally fell on Yuan Xing this time.

"Oh, this kid looks filial." Shenlai said with a light smile.

"Huhu~" After a while of busy work, the old man finally recovered gradually. He took advantage of the opportunity to introduce Yuan Xing, and said, "Your bastards should have told you all the relevant information about me, and you should also know about this person. This is my grandson." Yuzong's seventh-generation disciple is named Di Hai. Haier, just call God Lai sir."

The old man was afraid that Yuan Xing would really listen to the sergeant's words and give God the power to bow down, that would be too aggressive to kill the old man.Before coming here, the old man also ordered that the old man and God Lai were making a deal, and what they are fighting for now is arrogance, it is okay to bow their heads appropriately, but they must not act too useless, it will be very fake on the contrary.

"Master Shenlai." Yuan Xing called out lightly, then looked up at Shenlai again.

This time the two met eyes, and when he saw those majestic eyes, Yuan Xing felt a strong sense of inferiority in his heart, and the image of Shenlai in his eyes was as tall as a mountain. Like an ant, he almost knelt down and begged for forgiveness.

Yuan Xing was taken aback, knowing that this was the effect of some kind of pupil technique.

Obviously, the gods have nothing to do with the old man, so they began to use themselves as a medium to show off the old man.