Simulated Immortal Cultivation: Beginning with Changchun's Immortality

In the dormitory, Pei Benji, who had always been moody and furious, lost his composure for the first time and smashed the cup in his hand.

The steaming tea soup formed misty white mist on the ground.

"Father really said that?"

Pei Benzai stared at the silent servant lying on the ground, and confirmed again through gritted teeth.

"Your Highness, that's all I heard at the time..."

The servant also realized that something was wrong, his eyes dodged, and he racked his brains to find some useful information so as to save his own life.

"Forget it, go down and receive the reward, Zhang Daban."

As if realizing that everything was settled, the extreme anger suddenly disappeared, Pei Benji casually gave instructions to his side, and immediately a white-faced, beardless middle-aged eunuch quietly walked out of the shadows.

Before the little eunuch begged for mercy, he lightly slapped the man's heart.

"Treat it cleanly."

Pei Benji didn't even look at the waiter's softened body, but just stared at the tea rippling all over the floor expressionlessly.

"The people under him are becoming more and more unruly, and the slaves will let people come and clean them."

The eunuch surnamed Zhang knew very well what he should meddle in and what he shouldn't be meddling with, so he made an excuse to take the corpse down.

Right now, His Highness is clearly on the verge of getting angry, and he has to catch some unlucky guy to let His Highness vent his anger.

It's just that the chief executive hadn't gone far, when a woman smiled and opened the door to enter the room. The voice was like a melodious and clear silver bell, which made people want to indulge in it.

"Your Highness is so angry, who doesn't have eyes to provoke His Highness?"

The woman's every move was full of charm, but her eyes were full of contempt and teasing. She lifted Pei Benz's chin, as if playing with a bird trapped in a spider's web, like a hunter treating a prey.

But Pei Benji seemed to be bewitched by her every frown and smile, and there was a foolish smile on his face, but he didn't know it at all.

"Qingmeng, you are here!"

Pei Benji excitedly wanted to hold Yu Qingmeng's catkin, but the woman pulled her hand out calmly.

"You don't know that the father is so stupid, he wants to make the third brother the crown prince, and he wants to pass the throne to the third son!"

The eldest prince lacked the elegance of the past, and he hoarse his voice in front of the woman like a beast.

But the woman just patted his hand dotingly, and gently held his head in her arms, with an undisguised sneer on her face.

He is the son of the Queen of the Central Palace, and a son of the Buddha who was born holding a Buddhist vessel. In terms of qualifications and status, it is far beyond what a mere bastard like you can compare to. What do you have to fight against him?
If he is an evil seed, what are you!
It's just that the way he said it has changed.

"Who says it's not? Your Highness works hard and cares about state affairs, but your efforts are not appreciated by His Majesty. This is not your Majesty's problem, but someone is obstructing you and separating your father-son relationship."

"You just need to get rid of that traitor, and the king will definitely make His Highness the crown prince. At that time, His Highness must never forget about my concubine."

The woman tried her best to put on a look of concern, but the provocative meaning between her words was self-evident.

"Queen, Pei Miaode, it's their mother and son, which caused the father to alienate Gu. Yes, as long as Pei Miaode dies, as long as he dies, the father can only make Gu Gu the prince!"

"Qingmeng, you are so smart. When I become the king of Chetuo, I will make you queen, and I will make you the most honorable woman in the harem!"

Pei Benji's breathing gradually became short of breath, as if he had already foreseen that wonderful scene in his mind.

"Your Highness is not allowed to be a concubine."

A dense pink aura floated from Yu Qingmeng's body, and the woman's tone became more alluring.

Pei Benji, who was deeply involved, had no room to resist at all.

"Gu Da, I promise you, if Gu Da fails you one day, I will cut out my heart and liver and show you!"

Seductively, Pei Benji reached out his hand to tear off Yu Qingmeng's coat, but was hit by a pink light on the forehead, and fell on the bed in a daze, looking lethargic.

"What's the point of knocking him out? The left and right have already been damaged by my ecstasy incense, so they can still deal with me?"

Yu Qingmeng glanced out of the door with dissatisfaction, licked her lips, and seemed to blame with regret.

"If I hadn't stopped you, you would have spoiled this mortal before you could try out the depth of that Buddha, Yu Qingmeng, don't think that you are the ancestor's direct descendant, I will be afraid of you!"

"Don't forget the important matter of our Spirit Race!"

A man with handsome brows that didn't look like a human came in from the door and gave him a dissatisfied look.

It turns out that Pei Benji's temperament has changed a lot these years, all because of the secret tricks of the demons, just to confirm again and again whether Pei Miaode is hiding something.

As far as killing a Buddhist disciple, they don't have the guts yet, and those bald donkeys in Ximo are not vegetarians.

But what ruined Pei Miaode's future was that the Buddha's own determination was not enough, so it has nothing to do with them.

The abacus of the demon clan was rattling.

Yu Qingmeng didn't care at all.

"Don't use your ancestors to oppress me all day long. I've done everything you want me to do. Why don't I take some benefits?"

For a fox demon like her who cultivates men's yang energy, letting her only see but not touch is more uncomfortable than killing her.

"It's because of your slutty appearance that that Buddha will look down on you, hum!"

The man was not used to her either, and ruthlessly exposed the woman's scars.

"Pingqiu, do you dare to say it again?"

As if Ni Lin was touched, Yu Qingmeng immediately changed her charming appearance just now, her canine teeth protruded from between her teeth, and her body also showed the characteristics of a fox.

"You are not my opponent."

"With this strength, you'd better save yourself to test that Buddha later."

The man frowned slightly, and instead of pulling out the sword he held in his arms, he stated a simple fact plainly.

Yu Qingmeng's chest was heaving and falling, but what the other party said was the truth.

Out of breath for a while, he changed his mind and put on an aggrieved and flattering smile.

"Look at what you said, if you don't touch it, don't touch it, but you will test that Buddha in the future, or you should do it. My cultivation is still shallow, so I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back when the time comes, and I will really give that Buddha If you kill him, you will spoil the great event of the ancestors."

The woman's eyeballs rolled, not knowing what kind of plan she was planning.

"Let me do it?"

The man hesitated at first, but then agreed.

"Alright, I'd like to see, what kind of abilities does that disciple of the Buddha who has been preached to be miraculous?"

The sword on the chest seemed to sense the master's fighting intent, and it also made a buzzing sound, which echoed the man's words.