What bad intentions can a temple blessing have?

Chapter 251 Pansi Cave Horror

Time goes forward a little bit, back to Jiang Qi's perspective.

The moment Jiang Qi stepped into the small world of calamity, his nose suddenly smelled a cloying aroma.

The fragrance is not as quiet as the West Kunlun Ganoderma fragrance commonly used by Miaoyin, nor is it as atmospheric as the Baihua Fairy who picks hundreds of flowers to make fragrance. It is sweet, cloyingly sweet, and even a little bit sour.

Jiang Qi closed his nose for the first time, but he was still hit by the attack. His mind was drowsy, his eyelids were clenched, and he fell asleep directly.

To the World-Honored One who is far away in Lingshan Mountain, I will greet you.

This was Jiang Qi's last thought before he fell into coma.

In the dark cave, the entrance was covered with layers of white and greasy threads, and no light could penetrate. Only a few candlelight illuminated the dim cave.

In the middle of the cave, two silk threads of the same material hung down, tied to a plump monk.

The monk's hands and feet were tied, and he was hung with his belly down and his back up, like an inverted prawn. Because of the poor blood circulation, his solemn face was suffocated and turned red.

Of course, it is also possible that he was embarrassed by the scene not far away.

I saw a handsome young Taoist lying on the silk cotton bed not far away. He was sleeping with his eyes closed and his expression was comfortable.

This is not the point. The point is that beside the bed, there are seven women of different births, but all with unique beauty, looking at the little Taoist priest with salivation.

The next moment, the seven girls looked at each other and rushed forward together with a tacit understanding!

Pairs of jade hands scrambled to untie the little Taoist priest's clothes, but the clothes seemed to be somewhat magical and could not be pulled open.

The monk opened his eyes and looked over, then retracted them as if he was electrocuted. With an anxious look on his face, he struggled and shouted.

"Amitabha!"

"You goblins! Even if you want to eat us two, you shouldn't be humiliated like this!"

"Let go of the little Taoist priest! Don't take off his clothes!"

"Amitabha, where is the propriety, justice and shame! Where is the honor and disgrace?!"

"Let him go! Let him go!!"

"You goblins, when my eldest disciple comes here, he will definitely not be able to spare you!!"

The monk shouted in vain, but found that it was of no use at all. The seven female fairies were still scrambling for the first place.

You squeeze me, and I fight for you. Everyone refuses to give in, and they all want to take the lead.

"Amitabha! This poor monk will act like his ancestors and cut his flesh to feed the eagles today!"

The monk was furious and shouted: "Listen! This Taoist priest is a cultivator. If Yuanyang's body is taken away by you, I'm afraid his cultivation will be completely lost!"

"Let him go! Poor monk. Poor monk, let him be manipulated by you and others!"

As soon as these words came out, the seven female fairies stopped their movements.

Seeing this, the monk closed his eyes in despair, but sighed in his heart.

Little Taoist Priest, this poor monk can only do so much for you. Buddha, please forgive me! This is a desperate attempt to save lives!

Feeling sorry for himself in his heart, the monk waited for a long time, but felt nothing.

"whispering sound"

Suddenly, the monk heard a sneer.

The laughter came from a female fairy. She looked at the monk and said to her left and right: "Sisters, this monk is so shameless. Do you really think that my sisters and I are not taboos about meat and vegetables?"

"That is, compared with this little Taoist priest, although this monk is more handsome, he is just a layman."

"Then monk, teach you to be good."

A female seductress in a pink gauze skirt leaned on the bed when she saw the sisters leaving. She supported her head with one hand and touched the little Taoist priest's face with the other.

His expression was intoxicated, as if he was murmuring in his sleep: "This little Taoist priest is not only a practitioner, but also practices unimaginable methods for us. If we take his Yuan Yang, not only can we wash away the turbid air, evil spirits and evil spirits, but we can also obtain With the protection of merit, even if you become an immortal immediately, it is a rare thing to say."

"Even if it's not Yuanyang, it's just a spring night, there are endless benefits."

Having said this, the goblin looked at the monk and sneered: "We know that you are a good person who has practiced cultivation for ten generations, and you are also a monk who has learned scriptures. If you eat it, you can live forever."

"But it is an evil path after all. How can there be such a light that comes from the yin and yang of the Great Way to Heaven?"

She drunkenly approached the sleeping little Taoist priest, took a deep breath, her eyes were hazy, as if they were about to drip.

"Just one sniff makes me feel like my cultivation is loosening."

"I, a poor monk, have eaten ginseng fruit!"

The monk didn't know what his psychology was, so he shouted loudly to "increase the weight" for himself. "Ginseng fruit? Hehehehe."

Another goblin seemed to have heard some joke, stretched out his hand to pull open his belt, and said with a smile: "So what if you have eaten ginseng fruit? We don't have the power to reverse the universe and take the ginseng fruit out of your stomach. .”

"not to mention"

She seized the opportunity, lay down on the other side of the little Taoist priest, and murmured affectionately: "If you are lucky enough to be pregnant with his child, it will be more valuable than a ginseng fruit."

After saying that, he impatiently started to tear the little Taoist priest's simple robe.

But no matter what, the Taoist robe was obviously made of linen, but it was tougher than gold wire and could not be torn apart.

"Sisters, there's something weird about these clothes. Even if we try our best, we can't do anything about it."

"Can't we just let him take it off by himself?"

The fairy who seemed to be the eldest sister took out a red pill with a smile and held it in her mouth.

"This is the Love and Fantasy Pill that my brother gave me last time. When I give it to this friend, he will be more impatient than us to keep it~"

With that said, the goblin was about to straddle the little Taoist priest.

At this time, another fairy hugged the eldest sister, grabbed the red pill without any explanation, and said vaguely: "Let me do it!"

As if it was a signal, the other goblins started fighting.

"I'll come, I'll come!"

"Give me!"

"Sisters, would you like to let me go?"

"They didn't even let me be the eldest sister, so they still want you, the youngest?"

For a time, the flowers were in full bloom and there was endless competition.

The monk closed his eyes in despair.

These female goblins did not know that a cloud mirror was watching them, nor did they know that a Taiyi Golden Immortal had red eyes and swore to kill the spider spirit whenever he saw it in the future.

By the end of the fight, the female fairies were dripping with sweat, and they were already getting angry with each other.

"Sisters, since we are all arguing, let's put it down for now. Let's take a bath first to get rid of bad luck. We can also discuss who will eat the soup. How about it?"

"We are all dear sisters, don't hurt our harmony."

"Sister said yes, but no one is allowed to escape."

"I'll just wait and go hand in hand."

"Alright."

After the fairies finished their discussion, they linked arms one by one and left the cave through the back door.

Seeing that there was no movement, the monk struggled on his own. While struggling, he shouted: "Little Taoist Master! Little Taoist Master! Wake up! Wake up!!"

"Wukong! Wukong! Wukong! Wukong!!"

"Help!!!"

The monk shouted at the top of his lungs, but there was no feedback.

Just when the monk was desperate, he suddenly saw the little Taoist priest's eyelids move.

"Well"

Jiang Qi opened his eyes and felt a wave of numbness in his limbs. He subconsciously used the Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques and felt a little relieved.

Then he looked inside his Dantian, only to find that his Dantian was enveloped by a burst of pink mist at some point, blocking and eroding his spiritual energy sea all the time.

Jiang Qi was suddenly startled, reluctantly raised his hand, fumbled for a yellow-skinned gourd, and took the Baijie Dan given by the Barefoot Immortal into his mouth.

Immediately, waves of cool medicinal power traveled through the limbs and bones, and soon the whole body felt healthy.

"Is this the poison of five insects?"

Jiang Qi murmured to himself and sat up. The elixir of the Barefoot Immortal can detoxify hundreds of poisons, but it is still based on the five poisons, so it is most suitable for spiders, snakes, scorpions, centipedes and toads.

Raising his head, he glanced at Tang Monk who was tied up in the air, and then at the entrance of the cave covered with spider silk. Jiang Qi immediately knew what kind of difficulty this was on his way westward.

But, what about the spider spirits?

(End of this chapter)