Drink Cang Records

In the Central Territory of Tianhuang, the place where the monks of the human race are most concentrated, naturally gathers huge resources from all corners of the country. In addition to the central "Heavenly Palace", among the three guarded cities, there are countless gods and souls who can hold great power. The city lord's mansion said It is the palace of the city lord, but due to the collection of countless powerful people, it is actually the size of a royal city.

Peacock Dan chariots gallop past the shadows of palaces and buildings, there are many pavilions, and the corners of the cornices and corridors are decorated with cloud patterns everywhere.

"As well as the architectural style, there are shadows of the Heavenly Palace. The so-called Nine-Que Heavenly Palace, which has been entrenched for thousands of years, is not without foundation..." Mu Qingyang lowered his eyes and muttered to himself. I'm used to raising my eyebrows.As a mortal with no cultivation, the methods Cangsang taught him that do not belong to this world can be used as tools for him to achieve his goals, but it does not mean that he can continue like this forever, after all, if he does not act according to the power system of this world , will be rejected soon... Cultivators, looking at mortals, are no different from looking at ants.

But that's not necessarily the case. If the power system you follow exceeds the power system that you should have in this world, it's not impossible to use some extraordinary means to achieve a powerful goal in a short period of time.Otherwise, why is Rong Yangxiu so unfathomable, and why is he subject to Cangsang?

Regarding Cangsang, the biggest mystery that has been unsolved for more than ten years, Mu Qingyang is not in a hurry to explore. The most important thing at the moment is how He Lin came into contact with Yincang Tower, and how He Lin's name appeared in It's on the 'Yan Luo Book'.

Thinking of this, suddenly there was an inexplicable fever in Yan Luobo's bosom, and Mu Qingyang saw the peacock pill car landed steadily in an exquisite courtyard, and the exotic flowers and plants in the courtyard exuded a soothing fragrance.

The strange redness in the guards' eyes of the city lord's mansion driving the car disappeared, and he came back to see Mu Qingyang, and said coldly: "The young master recuperates in this pavilion, and I'm not afraid to tell you that all the maids here have cultivated alchemy. Squeezing you to death is not as difficult as crushing a butterfly, there is no difference between your life and death, and there is no need to have any crooked thoughts."

Mu Qingyang nodded slightly, and after the guard drove away, he stepped up and walked into the palace. This palace can be regarded as a bit of taste, with a few green vines coming out, and white gauze flowers like butterflies on it. With a slight tremor, it dissipated in the air like flying, leaving only the lingering fragrance, which is refreshing.

"Yimeng... Nanyou?"

He Ling'er just came out of the boudoir to visit her elder brother in a rage, and as soon as she entered her elder brother's residence, she saw a young man with his face half sideways, ecstatically looking at the vines coiled around the wooden window.

It's not that this young man's appearance is amazing, it just gives people a special gloomy and mysterious feeling, which makes people forget that he is just a mortal who has not lost his five grains when they meet for the first time.

He Ling'er was stunned for a moment, and after realizing the fact that the boy was just a mortal, the vigilance that he had mistakenly thought that there was an intruder just disappeared, and he just said with a thought of discovering the white bird that had strayed into the house: "You Ordinary people know a lot, how do you know that this vine is called 'Yimeng Nanyou'?"

"It is produced in the realm of the monster race. It is protected by the thousand-year-old white snake all the year round. It is not easy to pick it, and it is extremely difficult to transplant it to survive. It is very effective to warm and nourish the spiritual consciousness." Yincanglou Library has knowledge from other worlds. Of course, Mu Qingyang remembered the things he had memorized more familiarly. He only glanced at the shadow of the visitor, and said in a low voice, "Are you, He Lin's clan sister?"

"How do you know I'm his sister?"

"You and He Lin are three points similar in birth, and my memory is not bad."

He Ling'er was taken aback by the words, and then said after a while: "You are right, but who are you, don't you know that mortals will be beaten to death under heavy punishment for trespassing on the city lord's house?"

Mu Qingyang said solemnly: "I am Brother Ling's... rival in love, so I was let in."

He Ling'er: "..."

It took He Ling'er ten breaths to digest the amount of information in this sentence, and she couldn't help thinking that this person was probably the sweetheart of Yue Qinglong from the Lower Three Palaces, who caused a lot of trouble in the city, and was probably caught by the guards of Daliang City After staying here, I wanted to vent my anger on my brother, so I was tricked into coming here.Looking at this young man again, it is estimated that Yue Qinglong is at least five or six years older than him. I don't know how he was attracted to him. He suddenly felt that this young man was too unlucky, and said sympathetically: "Don't worry, brother is sleeping now. , I don’t think there will be a chance to trouble you.”

Mu Qing looked up and responded expressionlessly: "Well, thank you sister-in-law... Miss for reminding me."

When it comes to girls, under the influence of Cangsang's long history of mocking Ye Qiukuang's scumbag, Mu Qingyang has one and only one impression, that is, 'everyone is a sister-in-law'.

——As long as the girls in the world are somewhat pretty, they have either already become sister-in-laws or are on the way to become sister-in-laws!

This idea has been implemented throughout the whole childhood and youth stage. Since Cangsang planted Ye Qiukuang last time, it has already spread the disaster to Yue Qinglong who didn't know it.

He Ling'er led him into the inner room, no incense was burned inside, and 'Yimeng Nanyou' was also wrapped around the window. On a jade bed exuding cold air, He Lin was lying weakly, and at first glance it looked like dead body.

"Since when did he become like this?"

He Ling'er gave him a strange look, and said: "The poison of 'leading the machine' was nothing, but the next day, my brother called Yue Qinglong's name in his dream, which made my mother so angry. Not lightly, I didn’t wake up the next day.”

"So it's not caused by poison, so why have you been sleeping?"

"It's not entirely true. Brother Midway also woke up once, but he was unconscious and even chanted the Buddha's name, which made mother think he was taken away." He Lingling sighed and said, "You are a mortal with no cultivation, and you are still Don't stay here... Hey, are you listening to me?"

Mu Qingyang was lost in thought... Could it be that he was thinking wrong?Cang Sang did not cause He Lin's soul loss, so it is easy to think of Rong Yang, who Cang Sang picked up from the World of Ten Thousand Buddhas, was he who 'crossed' He Lin's soul away?

According to Cangsang's explanation, Rong Yang's method of "crossing" is close to the essence of a distorted "Tao", just like a person who knows the law that withered leaves will fall to the ground and people will grow old, but a person's cognition is accepting After accepting Rong Yang's theory, he would feel that he was born full of sins, thus losing the reason to 'live', and naturally his soul would collapse and die.Especially the ferocious sutra chanting ability that crossed the entire 'Ten Thousand Buddhas Realm' so blood flowed like a river, Mu Qingyang thought it was not impossible.

Mu Qingyang pondered for a moment, then suddenly said: "If I want to save him, can you let me do it?"

He Ling'er frowned slightly, shook her head and said: "You may be kind in your heart, but you must know that none of my uncles can wake up your brother, and the only hope is only on the 'Han Hai Du Yu Pavilion', if you want to use mortal means ...Hey, don't disturb my brother's recuperation without authorization—"

Without waiting for He Ling'er to stop her, Mu Qing lowered her head to He Lin's ear and said in a cold tone: "Yaoyao is dead, you can't save her..."

... Yaoyao is dead, you can't save her.

Like ice crystals falling into the eyes, the compassionate and ruthless Buddha, in the decades in the world, did he let go of this fleeting feeling, or did he bury the flower of sin in his heart?It seems that even he himself has never understood...

He Ling'er was dumb, and she clearly saw that He Lin's eyes slowly opened, looking blankly at the void, as if another soul that did not belong to him was whispering through his body.

"You're right... I've already been in a sea of ​​suffering, and even she hasn't been able to get through it..."

……

"Ah... sneeze!"

Ye Qiukuang was pushing cups and changing glasses with the casual cultivators who were also waiting for the passage of Mingguang Xinghuahai. He was inexplicably cold, and he couldn't help but think of the girl he saw when he entered the mansion. One flower is quite interesting.

When he was young, an older sister told him fortune-telling and said that too many peach blossoms would easily offend others. At that time, Ye Qiukuang was still a soft-tempered gentleman, and his thoughts had not yet corrupted. My sister patted his head and said, if you don't want to be a straight man, then you have to be gay.

So Ye Qiukuang thought painfully all night, and resolutely became a straight man. In the end, he became too successful, like a bear. Every time he saw a beautiful corn, he would go up and chew it twice. It was really sad to hear and cry.

"We cultivators are struggling with Taoism every day. Although we are older, in terms of progress in cultivation and favor of female cultivators, how can we compare with Fellow Daoist Ye?"

These words sound sour, obviously someone saw Ye Qiukuang picking up girls at the door with sharp eyes, and even gave birth to the prostitute of the mansion to respond.

Ye Qiukuang didn't care about it either. He raised his glass and smiled: "Drink two more glasses of wine, so that you will be sour. How can I say that I am also a young junior. Could it be that there are fellow Taoists who are well-informed?"

All the casual cultivators smirked at each other for a while, and suddenly a middle-aged man with a long beard said arrogantly: "You don't have to be sour leaf to get Miss He's favor. According to the old man, Miss He is not bad, but a female cultivator ~It’s not about a person’s appearance, it’s only when he gets married that he will look good~”

Ye Qiukuang was noncommittal after hearing this, and thought that when Xiao Shulin rushed to you one day when you were chased by a high-ranking female cultivator, if you still have the ability to push here, I will obey you.

Even some brainless fans who had a crush on Ms. He resented: "Old man Sha, the few concubines you married yourself are not very good, and if you don't marry those who don't have butterfly birthmarks on your face, how can you have the face to criticize Ms. He!"

"You know a basket, the old man's concubines are not good-looking, but at least they have the function of 'seeing others and thinking about others'!"

Immediately, someone sneered and said in a low voice: "Old Sha is ill again. I saw the 'ghost queen' of Wuyou Ghost Prison decades ago, and lost my soul. I haven't picked it up yet~"

Ye Qiukuang looked bewildered, poked the bearded middle-aged man and asked, "What does the ghost queen look like?"

The long-bearded middle-aged man was full of dreams and said: "She is not beautiful, but she... is so gorgeous in this world!"

Ye Qiukuang was also fascinated immediately: "I believe in your vision. When I succeed in cultivation, I will sleep with her for you."

The long-bearded middle-aged man seemed to have met a friend of the same kind, and said happily: "What a young man, he has ideals and a future. The Ghost Empress is the third Taoist partner of the former Ghost Prison Yin Emperor. It is rumored that she was born with a butterfly birthmark on her face. Xia should be disliked, but as long as you have seen her, you will know her 'beautiful', even Shang Sangong's 'Chang Ting Song Xue' can't compare."

Ye Qiukuang suddenly looked weird for a moment, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, and said with a smile: "I rely on you to meet Changting Songxue, you are really senior, please hug your thigh."

"Good talk~"

Ting Songxue, the head of the upper three palaces of the Nine Que Heavenly Palace, is rumored to be the most beautiful woman in the world. Before crossing the catastrophe 600 years ago, she took the place of her elder brother Zhengfa Confucianism to fight against the prince of the sharks. The most important thing is the appearance of the standard configuration of the heroine of the stallion, such as icy and clean, icy muscles and bones, anyway, as long as the beautiful adjectives related to ice are used, there is basically no sense of disobedience. In a sense, she can be regarded as a popular goddess. It's just that she hasn't shown her face for a long time, and what kind of bear she looks like currently only exists in her lustful lust.Ye Qiukuang was surprised that such a goddess was not as good as the queen with a faceless face in Wuyou Ghost Prison in the mouth of a middle-aged man with a long beard.

When I was about to discuss further, suddenly a little maid came over to send a message——

"Which one is the lunatic who offended my lady just now? The lady asked him to go over and talk about it."

Ye Qiukuang was discussing the serious topic of how to sleep with a new goddess, when he suddenly received countless jabs of jealousy, he raised his head in a daze, and found that the girl he had accidentally hooked up with just now took the initiative to ask for a date, and said goodbye to the source of those jabs without any pressure, Willingly attend the appointment.

The maid with a dark face all the way led Ye Qiukuang into the Peacock Pill car, flew all the way over the buildings in the corridor, and entered a palace in the back garden with butterfly-like white flower vines on the outer wall.

"Yimeng Nanyou? After all, it's the City Lord's Mansion, what a big deal."

The maid was also taken aback: "You have a lot of knowledge as a casual cultivator. It is not easy to plant Meng Nanyou, and it has always been something that powerful ladies like."

"Yeah, I used it to curry favor with my brother's teacher, but later he disliked it and couldn't eat it, so he pulled out all the watermelon seedlings, and that's fine, the watermelon he grew was twisted by him every day, and it wasn't sweet when cut. "

After being speechless for a while, the maid said contemptuously: "You can brag as much as you want, if you are so frivolous, you must have been kicked out after failing to pursue others."

"Honestly speaking, I have never seen a teacher who is more beautiful than my younger brother. It's a pity that the chest is flatter than yours. I think it's better. If he treats him better, he can also treat my brother better, so I will be satisfied. "As soon as Ye Qiukuang thought of Mu Qingyang, his younger brother's thoughts immediately rose... Qing Yang is really a little late for cultivation at this age, at such an age, he should be a little bit of a brain twitch when facing those Nascent Soul Transformation Gods The power of self-protection, I will look for an opportunity to help Qing Yang strengthen his strength later.

If Ye Qiukuang wanted to talk about what he was afraid of, he was also afraid that his peach blossom debts would harm Qing Yang. If those second-generation cultivators, and the fathers of the second-generation cultivators knew that Qing Yang was his own brother...but that guy Cangsang The method is not simple, as long as Qingyang is still in Yincang Tower, no one in this world will hurt him.

As long as Qing Yang doesn't leave Yincang Tower...

The next moment, when the door in front of him opened, Ye Qiukuang heard a familiar voice.

"Brother, what a coincidence."

Ye Qiukuang was in a state of total embarrassment.

The author has something to say: It’s not that Cang Sang likes older, gentle and mature so-and-so, it’s me who likes older, gentle and mature... then so-and-so=v=~