Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

The evil winds in Jieyang Mountain, Xuefeng Mountain and Yuanhai subsided, and Tianshizi and others who went to Yuanhai to catch seafood also returned one after another.

This snow peak is one of the nodes where the spiritual veins of the entire Jieyang Mountain converge, and it is used by Immortal Ruyi to entertain distinguished guests.

In order to show his importance to the guests, the great immortal Ruyi specially ordered the demon soldiers to build many palaces and buildings and other resting places on the snow-capped peaks to entertain the distinguished guests.

Tang Song and his entourage were arranged by the Immortal Ruyi to stay in the Ruyi Tower on the snow-capped peak.

This complex of buildings and palaces stretches for hundreds of miles, with thousands of maids, maids, and servants. It is extremely luxurious.

The front yard of Ruyi Tower covers an area of ​​more than ten miles. In front of the flat land of several acres, there are a few large stones scattered in the middle. There are also more than a dozen tall old pine trees around, with jagged iron trunks, winding and twisted, very simple and ancient.

The sunlight shining through the pine needles makes the place seem even darker, but also adds a sense of leisure.

On a big rock in the pine forest, a young Taoist in black was sitting cross-legged on the rock, breathing in and out refined Qi. When he opened his mouth, a golden ball the size of a bullet spurted out of his mouth, illuminating the entire pine forest.

To be precise, the golden ball is composed of extremely fine innate Gengjin Qi.
These golden lights are like spider silk, densely covering the area within a radius of thousands of miles.

As the young Taoist inhaled and exhaled, all the innate Gengjin energy within a radius of ten thousand miles was taken into his stomach and turned into a small golden pill!

The young Taoist was practicing the extremely profound way of the sword immortal!

Suddenly, the young Taoist opened his eyes abruptly, and two materialized sword energies shot out from his eyes thousands of feet away, splitting a cloud of light in the sky into two.

"Stop!"

Luo Daoist transformed into a sword of light, flew into the azure sky, and blocked the way of Bai Mo Daoist...

"Brother Daoist, what do you mean?" Taoist Bai Mo looked extremely ugly. The sword light just now almost cut him down.

Taoist Luo's gaze passed over Taoist Bai Mo and fell on the girl in white behind him.

The girl was dressed in white, with messy temples, a pair of pitiful eyes, red circles around her eyes showing a bit of panic, and she was barefoot, as timid as a frightened little rabbit!
"Who is she?" As a sword cultivator, Taoist Luo put all his love into the sword and did not rely on external things. He originally thought that he had a heart of stone enough, but when his eyes fell on this woman, a trace of pity arose in his heart.

However, this rising emotion was quickly cut off by his Heart Sword. Taoist Luo stared at the girl with cold eyes, as if he was going to kill her if they had a disagreement. The girl was frightened to the point of almost crying.

A wicked smile appeared on Bai Mo Dao Ren's face:
"I met a group of female cultivators from the Miaoyin Sect on the road. This is the gift I prepared for Senior Tang!"

"Gift!" A strange look flashed across Taoist Luo's face.

His temple is in the Wuliangtian of the North Ming where demons are rampant, so naturally he is not the kind of place that is detached from worldly affairs.

Even among his disciples there were some who collected extremely beautiful women as their practice furnaces.

If it's consensual, he won't interfere!

However, in Luo Daoren's heart, Senior Tang, who taught him the lost sword skills of Tianhe, could not possibly be such a lustful person.

"The senior is playing chess with someone on the top of the mountain!"

You have the wrong idea!
Taoist Luo gave Taoist Baimo a look of contempt, and his body dispersed into countless sword lights. The next moment, these sword lights reappeared on the huge rocks in the pine forest and regrouped into the figure of Taoist Luo.

"A swordsman from the Tianhe sect, his sword heart is well-honed, he was able to break free from my secret magic form and secret sound!"

The Taoist Master Bai Mo rode on the clouds and flew towards the top of the snowy peak with the female cultivator from the Miao Yin Sect.

A moist and soft voice whispered in Bai Mo Dao Ren's ear, as if someone was lying next to him and blowing in his ear.

Bai Mo Dao Ren made a bitter face and whispered softly:

"Seventh Princess, I beg you, we are almost there, please don't reveal our whereabouts!"

The seventh princess of Asura, Yun Yan, who had transformed into a female cultivator of Miaoyin Sect, smiled sweetly:
"Don't worry! My Demon Umbrella is a magic weapon bestowed by the leader himself. Although it is not an innate treasure, in terms of hiding my tracks, even if Buddha is here, he can't see through my true identity!"

Bai Mo Dao was anxious and afraid, but he did not dare to go against the witch's wishes. He gritted his teeth and could only take her with him on the cloud.

After walking for a while, they arrived at the top of the snow-capped peak. There was a stone pavilion and several stone benches. A figure in green was playing chess with a middle-aged man in gold clothes.

There was a big monkey squatting on the stone bench next to it, biting a fist-sized peach in its mouth. The peach was snow-white and plump, with only a little red on the tip, which made people salivate just by looking at it.

Ruyi Daxian, wearing a golden cloud-light Tai Chi Bagua robe, a golden silk thread tied around his waist, and a purple gold crown on his head, also sat aside, stroking his long beard, watching the chess game, smiling but saying nothing.

Seeing a few people from afar, the Seventh Princess felt a little panicked for some reason, but when she thought of the Demon Umbrella given to her by the leader, she felt more confident.

With the help of this treasure, she had entered and exited Lingshan several times to admire the flower forest. The Vajrapani guarding the mountain and the Five Jiedis all recognized her and none of the Buddhas at Lingshan could discover her whereabouts.

Before Bai Mo Daoist brought the Seventh Princess to the pavilion, he did not rush forward to disturb them, but waited quietly by the side.

The grinning monkey glanced at the two of them, then turned his head away with a bored look on his face and continued to chew the peach in his hand.

"Brother Dao, I have something else to do. That's all for today!"

Tang Song looked at the black piece in front of him that had been mostly eaten, put the piece in his hand back into the chess box, and said with regret.

The middle-aged man opposite, dressed in golden clothes and wearing a golden crown on his head, grabbed Tang Song's sleeve and refused to let him go:
"Last time when we were halfway down, you said you had sensed the secrets of heaven and realized that there was something in the evil wind that was destined for you!"

"Last time, I was about to win, but you said your disciple had reached the critical juncture in his cultivation!"

"Now I am about to slay you, my great dragon. Even if Sakyamuni is resurrected today, you must let me win this round!"

Tang Song struggled hard to get his sleeves free, but the man in gold held on tightly and refused to let go, determined to finish the game with him.

The monkey and Ruyi Daxian nearby were watching the fun.

Tang Song looked at his sleeve being pulled tightly, and spread his hands helplessly: "Daoyou, you are obsessed, it's just a game of chess, there is no need to decide the winner!"

"Then you're cheating now that you're about to lose!" The man in gold looked at him with a sneer.

Tang Song touched his nose awkwardly, but did not deny it: "Maybe it's because I don't like losing!

As a fellow Taoist, why do you bother to pester me? If you want to play chess, I think there are many chess masters in the Three Realms who want to play chess with you!"

"That's because in the Three Realms, you are the only one who is qualified to play chess with him and whose chess skills are so bad!" A faint voice sounded beside him.

Lies won't hurt, the truth is the sharpest knife!

This one sentence immediately froze the expressions on Tang Song and Demon King Peng's faces!
In terms of lethality, this sentence is no less offensive than any innate treasure.

The two men glared at the Monkey King who was speaking. "My chess skills are average, but in my hometown, I am unrivaled. Brother Dao's chess skills are comparable to mine. I admire you!"

"No, you are too polite, brother. We are well matched!"

The two poor chess players complimented each other with a look of mutual admiration.

“Then finish this round!” Demon King Peng stretched out his hand and made an invitation gesture.

"This," Tang Song glanced at the chess game that was already beyond redemption, and smiled in the direction of the Seventh Princess Yun Yan:
"Fellow Daoist, please don't let me offend such a beautiful lady!"

Demon King Peng glanced at Yun Yan and said indifferently:
"If you like women, that's easy. I'll have someone send you a pair of Qingqiu fox girls. If you don't like fox girls, I'll write a letter to the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas and ask them to send you a few dragon girls!
I think the Four Seas Dragon King would be very willing to accept a son-in-law with great magical power!"

"Of course I like beautiful women. Just having beautiful things in front of me is a kind of enjoyment, especially beautiful women with inner qualities!"

Tang Song stood up leisurely, took a step forward, as if crossing the space, and came in front of Yun Yan. His pair of dark eyes looked at the tearful little face seriously.

"What's your name?"

Tang Song stretched out his index finger to lift the chin of the girl in front of him. Her fair and tender face was full of resentment, and her cold eyes carried an unyielding strength.

She bit her lips which were turning pale and glared at Tang Song hatefully.

This look, this expression, makes people feel pity for her and can't help but feel the urge to ravage her.

"Senior! This person is a female cultivator from the Miaoyin Sect. I captured her in the evil wind. From what I can see, she still has a trace of her innate Yin energy. She is a top-grade pure Yin physique. I am offering her a top-notch cultivation cauldron as a gift to you!"

Bai Mo Dao Ren laughed flatteringly at the side.

"You said that this person is a female cultivator from the Miaoyin Sect?" Tang Song turned his head to look at Baimo Taoist, his eyes falling on his face, as if he was looking at something rare.

"Senior, this guy is from the Miaoyin Sect. I killed 19 people from his sect before I captured him!"

Bai Mo Dao Ren's heart trembled when he was looked at by Tang Song, and subconsciously wanted to reveal Yun Yan's identity, but when he thought of the Asura magic she had planted in him, he could only explain with a forced smile.

Tang Song chuckled and said, "I am not a moralist. I don't care about good or evil, gods or monsters. Generally speaking, if others don't mess with me, I don't bother to cause trouble. However, I hate it most when others lie to me!"

"Senior!" Bai Mo Dao Ren's heart was filled with fear, and he shouted subconsciously: "I was wrong, spare my life..."

Before Bai Mo Dao Ren could finish his words, invisible flames began to rise from the springs under his feet, and in an instant he was completely engulfed by the flames...

"Now can you tell me, what is your name?"

In just a blink of an eye, the Taoist Master Bai Mo disappeared in the fire, leaving no trace at all. The soul baby, the natal gods and demons were all turned into ashes in this domineering and invisible flame.

Demon King Peng and Monkey King had been watching the show on the side, thinking that Tang Song was teasing the woman.

But when Bai Mo Dao Ren turned into ashes after Tang Song's casual words, the two realized that something was wrong.

The Monkey King threw the peach pit in his hand aside, leaped to Tang Song's side, and looked at the hairless female monkey in front of him.

"The golden light of Buddhism is mixed with the fairy light of Jade Purity. It is the inheritance of Luojia Mountain in the South China Sea. I know this. It is the inheritance left by the Taoist Cihang before he became a monk!"

The Monkey King was worthy of being called the Great Sage of Ventilation. He grabbed the woman with his monkey paw and sniffed the aura lightly, and he knew the origin of the female cultivator in front of him.

"Miaoyin Sect?" Tang Song chuckled and pointed his hand at the female cultivator's eyebrows.

"Please forgive me, Senior. I am not a female cultivator from the Miaoyin Sect. My name is Yunyan and I come from the Asura clan.

My father is the great Asura King, the Lord of Heaven, Mara, and my mother is the Heavenly Consort Uma!"

When Tang Song stretched out his hand to point at her, Yun Yan felt a deep fear in her heart. Both the powerful bloodline from Poxun and her own soul were warning her that if this finger fell, she would die!
Without any hesitation, Yun Yan not only blurted out his identity and origin, but also took the initiative to remove the disguise of the Demon Umbrella.

Her temperament suddenly changed. To put it simply, she turned from an angel into a succubus.

The fairy in the sky became the top star in heaven and on earth in the blink of an eye.

What Buddha light, what Jade Pure Immortal light, all turned into Shura demonic energy...

“Haha, this is the Taoist tradition left by Taoist Cihang before he became a monk! Great Sage Tongfeng!”

Demon King Peng glanced at the Monkey King standing beside him and directly avenged himself for being ridiculed just now!

"You demon brat from Asura Road, you come here to play tricks on your Great Sage, you deserve a beating!"

The Monkey King's face turned red due to being ridiculed. He roared and punched Yun Yan.

There was only a series of crackling sounds, and the space was directly shattered by his punch, and turned into a paste, just as Pangu's shattered space returned to chaos, but did not evolve into earth, water, fire and wind.

Yun Yan was stunned on the spot. She never thought that this inconspicuous monkey in front of her had such ability.

A random punch can break the space. Even in the Shura clan, under the leader, only his father, the Great Asura King Poxun, and several other Shura demon kings have this magical power!
"Slow down, slow down! Brother Dao, my victim hasn't even spoken yet, and you are too impatient!"

The Monkey King only felt the space around him tighten, and his body was also dazed by the huge, overbearing, and unparalleled force that shattered space, revealing a flaw in his movement.

"Good Taoist, it turns out you are a hidden talent. Take my punch and see!"

A hint of fighting spirit flashed in the Monkey King's golden eyes. He suddenly swung his body and broke free from the spatial confinement. He loosened and clenched the fist in his hand, and then punched back, hitting Tang Song hard.

"Fellow Taoist, please show mercy!"

Tang Song chuckled and raised his hand, and clenched his fist under his robe sleeve, fist to fist!
boom!
With one blow, the snow-capped peaks that were tens of thousands of feet high and stretched for thousands of miles could not withstand the aftermath of the confrontation between the two and collapsed completely.

Samadhi fire spewed out of the Monkey King's mouth, nose, and ears.

Tang Song was not feeling well either. His entire robe sleeve turned to ashes, leaving one arm bare.

One of them is a great sage of the demon race and a successful demon immortal.

One was of authentic Pangu bloodline, the incarnation of the ancestor witch, and they fought with one punch each, and the two were evenly matched.

If it were any other god, even Bodhisattva or Buddha, their golden bodies would be smashed into pieces by this blow.

(End of this chapter)