Wulin Mysteries

A month later, Xiuyuan waited for Padmasambhava at the "blue sky and blue sea".

In the deepest part of the valley, surrounded by clouds and mist, the river is rushing. I don’t know which skillful craftsman has built a very gorgeous palace on the valley. The "blue sky and blue sea" dug three feet into the ground, the foundation is quite stable, and the temperature on the valley is extremely low. It is a good place to escape the heat in midsummer.

Xiuyuan is naked, lying in the "floating palace", which is the sleeping palace of Padmasambhava, at the highest point of "blue sky and blue sea", looking down, you can see the gurgling river, and the scene of waves hitting rocks is very spectacular.

Just after April, Xiuyuan was in this cold palace, naked, with his legs bent up in the cold, curled up to keep warm temporarily.

"Are you cold?"

Before Lianhuasheng came, the sound had arrived. Not long after, Xiuyuan felt a warm body behind him. He thought to himself, this is the eighth time. Once again, whether it is life or death, he will To be liberated, as long as he is not restrained by the poison of love and bows to Padmasambhava, he is willing to die.

However, smelling the aura of Lian Huasheng, he unconsciously opened his legs to his buttocks, and let him touch and rub him several times. As the other party straightened his waist and moved deeper and deeper, Xiu Yuan couldn't help closing his eyes and frowning secretly.He is thin-skinned, and he refuses to open his eyes when his face turns red, and he can't see the breathtaking eyes of Lianhuasheng. After several postures, until it is fragrant and cold and golden, it is turned into a red wave.Finally, Xiuyuan sat on the body of Padmasambhava, with his back to him, closed his eyes and raised his head slowly.

"Little monk, you are a monk, why are you so greedy?"

Xiu Yuan's eyes were blurred, full of water mist, he was so embarrassed by what he said, so he simply didn't answer his words, just buried his head and swallowed.

Probably both of them had reached the point of passion, Lianhuasheng turned over and pushed him down, a black hair fell on his bare back, itching, his lower body kept moving, and began to whip him wantonly.

This love affair is like a flower in a mirror, like a moon in the water, so carefree that it is unreal, Xiuyuan is thrown to the highest point by huge waves time and time again, and then falls down again and again.

Until the end, the world fell silent.

"En." The little monk's neck was thrown back deeply, hot fluid overflowed from somewhere in his body, almost scalding his heart and lungs.He lay on his back on the couch, unable to move a finger, and fell asleep quietly.

Outside the valley, the martial arts in the Central Plains was another bloodbath. First, Lingyin Temple, Tianwei Escort, and the four families of "Bai, Shi, Feng, and Lei" in the south of the Yangtze River were wiped out. Then, at the four-year martial arts conference, Shaolin, Wudang, Bronze, Emei and other great sects were not present. There are rumors in the world that from the southwest to Jiangsu and Zhejiang, all sects and sects may have been controlled by the Demon Cult!

The Martial Arts Conference is said to be a competition of martial arts and to improve each other, but in fact, all participants have their own goals.

The Qin Family Juxian Village is located in Suzhou Prefecture with beautiful mountains and rivers. There is a big river flowing in front of the village. Qin Yuanxiu grew up in this river since he was a child.His father taught him how to practice, and he watched his elder brother obediently striding ahead, pushing bricks.On a very hot day in July, a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy couldn't stand it, and passed out several times. His father taught his elder brother a lesson under the scorching sun. Qin Yuanxiu was still a five- or six-year-old pink baby. Always drill into the big river in front of the village.

It is strange to say that this little doll is not known to be born with good water skills, or if he is bold and fearless. When he was a little younger, he just sat obediently on the bluestone slab with his legs dangling and buried in the river water, sighing in the coolness. .When he grew older, he simply crawled and rolled in the big river, catching fish and shrimps. Qin Feng doted on this second son so much that he couldn't beat him or scold him. It is not difficult to see a little doll who loves to play by the river, but it is very troublesome.

The young master of the Qin family had just been dragged ashore, and the corners of his mouth, brows and eyes were all gone. He looked puffed up, his cheeks were pink and tender, and his round eyes were wide open. Anyone who saw him would be amused and reluctant to part with him. Even Qin Feng's gang of tough men had no choice but to let go, allowing him to jump into the water with a plop.It's just that the little baby made a sudden stab, and these tough guys opened their eyes wide, staring intently, and their hearts also went up and down.

Something happened to the young master, it's not a joke.

Qin Yuanxiu took this big river as his first playmate, until five years later, he took this endless quiet river to the north and came to Runzhou, passing Lingyin Temple, which was the first time he saw to Xiu Yuan.

The Qin family has always occupied a place in the martial arts world. It is famous all over the world with the "Hunyuan Saber Technique" handed down in the family, especially the grandfather Qin Shan, who made the "Hunyuan Saber Technique" superb and cut the left and right arms of the Demon Sect. Therefore, he is very popular among martial arts people. Having been the leader of the martial arts alliance for decades, he has handled all matters well. Mr. Qin has lived a life of integrity. Although he has passed away for many years, many deeds of subjugating demons and eliminating demons are still talked about.

In the generation of Qin Yuanxiu's father, Qin Feng, Juxian Village has long been famous in the world, and Qin Feng's aptitude is even higher than that of his father. Free and unrestrained, unwilling to deal with many troubles in the world, after the wife Huang passed away due to illness, she married her junior sister Yao Shuang. Soon after, Yao Shuang gave birth to Qin Yuanxiu. Qin Feng was very happy at the full moon wine for his youngest son , publicly stated that from now on, he and Yao Shuang retired from the world, and no longer cared about those disputes.

That year, Qin Feng took his youngest son on a trip to the north to visit friends and passed by Lingyin Temple. At that time, the abbot was not Huizhi, but Qin Feng had some friendship with him, so he took his youngest son to stay and ate for a few days Vegetarian food, watching monks chanting scriptures and chanting Buddha, practicing martial arts to strengthen the body.

Qin Yuanxiu was only a child of eight or nine years old at the time, but he already had some unfathomable worries, and he was not as fond of laughing and making troubles as he was when he was a child.As early as when the boat passed the reed marshes, he looked at the temple from a distance on the river, and he felt very boring.

After entering Lingyin Temple, apart from novice monks, they are all old monks, all of them bald, dressed in sea blue, muttering words, but just ignore people.

Vegetarian food also made people lose their appetite. He and his father took a bumpy boat and finally came to the shore, but they couldn't have a full meal. It was really torture.

The sunset in winter always makes people nostalgic. The ice and snow have not yet melted, and the winter plum blossoms quietly on the branches. No wonder there is a faint fragrance from the tip of the nose for no reason.Qin Yuanxiu followed Mei Xiang and looked up, there was a young monk who had just shaved his head standing in the corner.

The last ray of sunlight shone on half of the little monk's face, flushing like a gold-plated doll.His eyes blinked lightly, his eyelashes were stained with ice crystals, he was just a four or five year old child with fleshy hands and feet, standing obediently in the corner, Qin Yuanxiu looked at him, and he smiled at him.

"Little monk, no, you're not a monk yet, you don't have a scar on your head!" Qin Yuanxiu pointed at Xiu Yuan, as if discovering something new.

"Master said, I'm going to take the precepts tonight. After receiving the precepts, I'll be a real monk tomorrow." Xiu Yuan stood trembling and explained earnestly.

Qin Yuanxiu squeezed his chubby hands, touched his bare head, and said:

"What's so good about being a monk, why don't you go back with me, and I beg Daddy to let you be my servant boy." The more he looked at this milk doll, the more he liked it, much more than his wooden sword and wooden horse.

The little monk shook his head:

"No, the little monk will stay in the temple as a monk for the rest of his life, so he can't go with you."

Qin Yuanxiu just felt very disappointed, blew on his newly shaved bald head, and asked casually: "Does shaving your head hurt? You became a monk, but you can't grow your hair anymore!"

Xiu Yuan touched his head, he seemed to be vacillating between long hair and becoming a monk, he only grew to Qin Yuanxiu's shoulders, with the chubby hand on his head, Young Master Qin thought it was funny, and secretly squeezed the little monk's hair The waist and buttocks are so soft, it's very fun.