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Chapter 146 Spider Spirit

Inside Shangde Place.

The fragrance diffuses, and the singing and dancing rises to the level.

Several women had good faces and good figures, and they turned around in light gauze skirts.

From time to time, a large piece of white and greasy skin is exposed, which is pitiful.

It's just that such a scene is very plain to He Qing.

Since the development of his fine orifices, his spiritual consciousness has become larger and larger, and now even if he does not actively stimulate it, his observations are becoming more and more subtle.

For the rest, these women's white, soft and fragrant skin is fascinating.

But for He Qing, it wasn't all white and tender skin, and there were even many mixed breaths flowing in the fragrance.

It's no wonder that He Qing has never heard of the news that the big monk likes mortal women.

These women are monks after all, and their bodies have been tempered, but in the eyes of the great monks, even if they don't take the initiative to observe, they are probably like a piece of broken porcelain.

He Qing sighed lightly.

The higher the cultivation base, the more humanity will be annihilated.

Cultivation is actually the evolution of life, from human to immortal, the evolution of advanced creatures.

With the evolution of life, there will naturally be subtle differences in aesthetics.

At He Qing's level, you can't even look at the outside of the body completely, but you must have the beauty of mind and breath.

When more dimensions can be observed, each dimension has its own beauty unique to this dimension.

There are fairies with a cold temperament, like the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival. This is not a kind of empty praise, but a kind of real beauty.

He Qing tried his best to destroy the food in front of him.

For him, these foods are much more delicious than what he usually eats.

A group of alchemists gathered here, pushing cups and changing cups, all of them blushing from drinking.

Especially like Gongsun Xu, whose eyes were almost imprinted on the chests of several dancing girls.

One can imagine what he will do after the end.

"Damn it, the rest of the shops have only been closed for a long time, and we have become fish on the chopping board, being slaughtered by others. That Hou is not a son of man, he is hateful and disgusting." An alchemist yelled loudly.

These words startled the rest of the people, and they immediately woke up.

"Brother Wang, don't dare to say that nonsense."

"You step back." Yang Zhi waved his hand, and the group of dancing girls immediately bowed and left.

Gongsunxu lowered his body and said softly: "If this words are heard, I don't know how to punish them."

Although they have a contract, most of them are the share of the sale of the elixir.

As the owner and channel of Tiandi Pavilion, there are many ways to rectify it.

"What are you afraid of, the big deal is not to do it here."

"Where can that go?"

Everyone was silent for a while.

"It's a big deal to go to other places, to Hantian Immortal City, to Yanyang Immortal City."

"Where is there a place for us to eat?"

This is monopoly.

He Qing had expected this scene from the beginning.

But there was nothing he could do.

Now the income of all alchemists has dropped by [-]% to [-]% compared to the beginning, which is a huge spiritual stone.

He Qing sat on the edge and looked down.

At this moment, he saw a tall and thin man in a gauze robe with a plum pattern walking out with a plump woman in his arms.

On the road was parked a car pulled by a green lion.

That man was Hou Wu.

This person is greedy for enjoyment, his cultivation base is not high, he is in the early stage of foundation establishment, and his breath is vain, which is similar to ordinary casual cultivation.

That day, the reason why the real person made a move was probably for his parent and child.

In Lihai City, Hou Zhenren's Golden Core mid-stage cultivation base is already the strongest, only inferior to Sect Master Wanghai.

Apart from its suzerain, only two of the other six members of Wanghaizong formed low-grade golden elixir.

The remaining four all used resources to forcibly push them to the realm of fake pills.

Now in Lihai City, there is a fake alchemy real person named Fu Yunlang who is guarding Wanghaizong.

After leaving Shangdefang, He Qing went to Tiandi Pavilion to pay Lei Jing's deposit.

The alchemists like Gongsun Xu only had a mouthful at most, but they would not take any real action, just listen to it on weekdays, don't take it seriously.

Of course, if they dare to unite and withdraw, He Qing will also admire them.

At that time, Tiandi Pavilion will either restore the treatment, or recruit alchemists from other places.

However, when the gun hits the head, no one dares to stand up first, let alone talk about the future.

He himself didn't care, he could leave whenever he wanted, but the rest of them couldn't.

Time passed slowly.

Apart from Yuhua Pill, He Qing is still developing other pills.

Guangming Pill, the second-order top-grade life-extending pill.

With the passage of time, He Qing has been able to refine the best jade flower pill.

The top-grade Jade Flower Pill has outstanding effects, and it is effective for the late stage of foundation establishment, as well as monks who have completed the foundation establishment.

After leaving the pill, He Qing suddenly heard a knock on the door outside.

Opening the door, it was He Jin, who stood at the door and smiled.

"Pill Master He, I got a second-order spirit carp recently, so I invite you to come to my house as a guest." He Jin said with a smile.

This spiritual carp is also a rare spiritual creature.

Not only does it taste great, but it also has the effect of purifying essence and mana.

In terms of effect, it is even more outstanding than the top grade Yuhuadan.

The most important thing is that He Qing has eaten a lot of Yuhua Dan, and the effect is gradually diminishing.

He Qing nodded, but did not refuse.

After all, He Jin put a lot of effort into his Ice Soul Divine Light Talisman.

From He Jin to exchange here, the price is even lower than the price bought in Tiandi Pavilion.

The transaction between the two went smoothly, and each took their own strengths and weaknesses, and He Jin was still a top-ranked second-rank talisman master who was about to reach the top rank.

At that time, although the status of Fu Shi is not as good as that of alchemy, it is almost the same as He Qing.

"Then thank you for your kindness, let's go."

The two entered He Jin's yard together.

There are also gardens, secluded bamboos, artificial rivers, rockery, and ponds here, which are really gorgeous, and they are much more prosperous than ordinary palaces.

After entering the back room, the aura drifted away and formed clouds in the room.

"Alchemist He is really a noble person. I have been invited by my family for a long time but no results have been seen. Today I have to rely on Master He Fu to meet each other."

Dressed in a red dress, the graceful Murong Jin spoke softly with a smile.

He Qing was startled, Murong Jin was also here.

He looked slightly at He Jin.

It was clear that He Jin had reminded him before.

Besides He Jin, Xie Guangyuan and Zhao Tong are also here.

Zhao Tong cupped his hands after seeing He Qing, but he was a little envious in his heart.

Now that Cheng Yuan is closed down, he lost his job, and Tiandi Pavilion doesn't accept him, so he can only make alchemy and sell it by himself, just like those alchemists on the street that he despised in the past.

And Miss Murong showed different colors to each other as soon as they met.

"I'm a little busy, but what does Miss Murong want to see me all day?" He Qing looked over.

Murong Jin bit her lower lip lightly, lowered her head slightly, her eyes were shining, a little sad.

"Alchemist He doesn't have to worry about what a woman from the slave family can think about, just mind her own business."

"Ms. Murong is not accompanied by fellow daoist Xie?"

"Where, my relationship with Fellow Daoist Murong has never been close." Xie Guangyuan said hastily.

He Qing looked at the table and saw a carp lying quietly on a jade plate half the size of the table.

The carp is separated from the middle, exposing the crystal clear flesh, and on one side are finely crushed ice cubes and condiments.

At least the fish is real.

It doesn't matter whether it is a good feast or a bad feast, the fish will be eaten first.

If you want to keep him, at least get a golden pill.

He Qing has tested his lightning transformation technique, and the speed has reached the extreme close to that of the Jindan cultivator.

What's more, there are various means of camouflage.

After taking his seat, He Jin announced that everyone is here and can start eating.

"By the way, Fellow Daoist Murong made this fish himself." He Jin said with a smile.

Zhao Tong hurriedly said: "It's really lucky for fellow Daoist Zhao to be able to eat the fish made by fellow Daoist Murong himself."

Murong Jin nodded, then turned to look at He Qing.

"I don't know what fellow Daoist thinks it tastes like?"

He Qing took a bite, the fish meat was soft, and a strong aroma came in, which made the whole body feel a sense of comfort.

"It's very good, not worse than Shangde Place."

The main thing is that the material is better.

"If Pill Master He wants to eat in the future, he can come to the house anytime to find the slave's house. He can eat whatever he wants." Murong Jin blinked her bright eyes.

Faced with this scene, even if He Qing could see through the illusion, his mind was shaken for a while.

This attitude is really the perfect companion for every man's heart.

However, all this is an illusion.

Hidden under the appearance of this seemingly gentle woman is a poisonous snake.

After three or two bites, He Qing said a few words casually.

At this time, it has reached the climax of the moon.

The cool wind is blowing outside, and the leaves are fluttering.

Taking advantage of this time, He Qing saw that the rest of the people were getting drunk and left.

Walk through the gravel road among the flowers and go out the door.

Under the moonlight, this scene reminded He Qing of the scene when the Japanese were assassinated some time ago.

Today, however, there is also a poisonous snake hiding in the dark.

Murong Jin also came over, and she deliberately pulled down the clothes on her chest, revealing her tenderness.

"Is Fellow Daoist He really unmoved?" Murong Jin stared at He Qing with a pair of eyes.

"Fellow Taoist Murong really wants to stare at me, I won't be polite anymore." He Qing said indifferently.

Murong Jin walked up slowly, his eyes seemed to be filled with autumn water.

Looking at Murong Jin, He Qing suddenly felt dry mouth, and a surge of impulse from the heart.

Maybe the woman in front of me is really
Murong Jin leaned against He Qing, the sleeves on both arms slipped off, she seemed to want to hug He Qing.

Just then, an arm was pressed against her neck.

In the haze, the sword light like the sun and the moon appeared in her mind out of thin air, full of murderous aura.

During the sweep of the sword intent, the charming atmosphere dissipated in an instant.

"Ah!" she screamed.

Consciousness is like a deep pool, but a dragon has slipped into the pool and is wreaking havoc, like overwhelming the river.

The fine orifices in the consciousness are trembling.

He Qing let go of his hand.

"Fellow Daoist Murong comes to see me next time, and I won't be merciful."

This is not the reason for He Qing's mercy.

Instead, he stopped in time.

This Murong Jin is not simple, and there are means of resistance, if he fights desperately, he will also suffer losses.

Another reason is that this person is a member of the Hehuan Sect, and if he is killed, there may be great disaster.

This is not the four states, no one can be his solid backing.

Murong Jin stood where he was, rubbing his neck with red marks.

"Young Master is really vulgar, Murong remembers that."

She didn't use that contrived tone this time.

While talking, looking at He Qing's leaving back, she spat.

There really are such men in this world who are not seduced by her.

In the past, even if the disciples of the Hehuan Sect met such a person, they would have a good night.

Failure to control results in climbing like a vine.

Only in this way can the Acacia Sect be prosperous in the world of cultivating immortals. It has a long history. In the entire Qingming world, there is almost no sect with a longer history than the Acacia Sect.

After returning home, He Qing immediately began to refine the aura in his body.

He didn't suffer, nor was he angry.

The most important thing is that the other party didn't come here with the intention of killing him, otherwise, even if the other party has a huge background, he would still kill him.

The Hehuan Sect's method is more gentle, at least it won't hurt people's lives.

The worst ending would be to be taken back to his sect to be a double-cultivator.

And this process didn't make He Qing very disgusted, on the contrary, it always made him feel happy.

It's a strange feeling indeed, but it's real.

"It's no wonder that the Acacia Sect can be so prosperous. As long as there is still a sky for male cultivators in the Qingming Realm, this Acacia Sect can survive."

The only thing that makes him dissatisfied is that his own strength is not enough, so that the whole person's actions are restricted.

In addition, He Jin was also affected.

Murong Jin should have manipulated He Jin to buy this spiritual carp tonight.

In view of this and the fact that he was reminded before, He Qing suddenly had a plan in mind.

The next day, He Qing came to He Jin's residence.

He Jin looked sluggish, and even had dark circles around his eyes.

This is too bizarre for a foundation cultivator.

"What did Master He Fu do yesterday?" He Qing asked curiously.

He Jin was suddenly at a loss for words, and his face gradually turned red.

He had a dream yesterday, he dreamed of fellow Taoist Murong, and then he lost his energy.

He Qing used the sword of intent, and the intent of the sword rushed into He Jin's soul.

He Jin was taken aback, but there was no way he could avoid it, the difference in strength between the two was too great.

In his soul, there is a pink mist hovering near He Qing's essence orifice.

With a slight movement of He Qing's thoughts, all the pink mist was dispelled.

"Master He Fu has been hit by the Tao, so he should be more careful in the future."

He Jin came to his senses at this moment, recalling his actions in the past two days, he broke out in a cold sweat.

He hurriedly looked at He Qing, cupped his hands, and said hastily: "I almost got fellow Daoist involved last night, and I still depend on you today, otherwise."

He Jin thought about it at this moment, that Murong Jin could seduce himself silently, and he still has related magical weapons on his body, so he is obviously not an ordinary late-stage Foundation Establishment monk.

And the neighbor in front of me was not only safe last night, but also came to wake himself up today.
He quickly took out a few talismans.

"Thank you, fellow daoist."

He Qing nodded and accepted the talisman.

"It's still too dangerous here. I'll move out tomorrow, no, I won't live here." He Jin said.

"I thought it was strange at first. The neighbors here changed very diligently. It was Murong Jin who has been here all the time. Now that I think about it, this place is like a coiled silk hole. Murong Jin is also a spider spirit. I don't know how many fellow Taoists have suffered disasters." "

"I'll report it to Murong Jin first."

He Jin said a series of words one after another under the excitement.

(End of this chapter)