Longevity from Liao Zhai

Chapter 217 Desire Poison Musk
Yaowang Mountain.

In the mine, the Ghost King struggled desperately and finally broke free from the restraints, but its foundation was also damaged, and it took several years to recover to its peak.

Zhiqiu Yiye cast a spell to protect everyone.

After all the noise had calmed down, Zhiqiu Yiye led everyone to the ground.

"Fortunately, everyone is fine." Fan Shiyi counted the people and found that everyone was there.

Zhou Ping, Zhiqiu Yiye, Xiao Baiyun, Xiaoqing and the ghost bride.

Just as everyone was about to relax, a red mist suddenly exploded under Zhou Ping's feet.

Several people fled immediately, but Zhou Ping still inhaled some red mist because he was too close.

Zhou Ping was shocked. Although he didn't know what the red mist was, it was definitely not a good thing.

However, what terrified Zhou Ping even more was that the red mist did not trigger Lingxi's finger.

Lingxi's Finger can ignore physical or magical attacks and break anything, but it was not triggered at this moment.

Zhou Ping’s first thought was that the red mist must be poisonous, but if it was poisonous, why didn’t Lingxi trigger it with just one finger?
Zhou Ping hurriedly checked his physical condition, but found nothing different.

"Musk!" Zhiqiu Yiye had a strange look on his face.

He pinched the seal and sucked a wisp of red mist into his hand, then diluted it countless times and smelled it.

In just a moment, Zhiqiu Yiye's face changed drastically and he quickly sat down to practice his energy.

After about an incense stick of time, Zhiqiu Yiye finally stood up with fear in his heart: "Fortunately, fortunately, I didn't inhale this stuff."

"What is it? Zhou Ping has already inhaled it! Is it poison?" Fan Shiyi hurriedly asked for Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping also had a gloomy face and looked at Zhiqiu Yiye anxiously.

During this period of time, Zhou Ping did not feel any discomfort, but just felt a little hot all over.

Zhiqiu Yiye stood up slowly, and everyone else was looking at him.

Xiaoqing also turned into a human body. She did not inhale the red mist just now, but she felt that the red mist was familiar and should be a demon-like thing.

At that moment, Xiaoqing's instincts and desires were stimulated. She actually had a moment of estrus.

The ghost bride also stood behind Zhou Ping.

During this period, the Ghost Bride's strength has reached the fifth level. After a few more days, when she has completely digested the ghost energy left by the Ghost King, she will be able to reach the fourth level.

With the Ghost Bride's own strength and the Ghost King's Secret, she can be considered a master.

"The red mist is not poisonous, it's musk, and it's the musk of a first-grade monster. I only inhaled one ten-thousandth of it just now, and I almost got into trouble." Zhiqiu Yiye was still a little scared. Fortunately, he was smart enough to dilute it before trying to absorb it, otherwise his Yuanyang would be in danger.

The others all looked confused.

Xiao Qing's face changed slightly: "Musk can arouse people's sexual desire, so it is not a poison. In simple terms, Zhou Ping inhaled an aphrodisiac, and it was a strong aphrodisiac."

When Fan Shiyi heard Xiaoqing's words, he exclaimed, "Ah," and couldn't help but take a step back.

Zhou Ping's heart first felt cold, then warm.

It felt cool because the red mist was indeed not a good thing, and it felt hot because the musk in the body began to take effect.

Zhou Ping glanced around and looked at Xiaoqing for a long time, and some parts of his body began to harden.

Xiaoqing was already extremely beautiful, but under the influence of musk, Zhou Ping felt that Xiaoqing was simply as beautiful as a fairy.

Zhou Ping's instincts were also aroused.

"Fan Shiyi looks pretty good." Zhou Ping looked at Fan Shiyi again, but immediately shook his head. I don't want to fight with a bayonet, the key is that a bayonet fight can't remove the poison.

Zhiqiu Yiye said slowly: "Musk can only be cured by the union of yin and yang. Moreover, it is the musk of a first-grade demon beast, which cannot be cured without the union of yin and yang. Moreover, it cannot be completely detoxified by female cultivators above the third grade, but can only be relieved."

Zhou Ping cursed inwardly when he heard Fan Shiyi's words. So cruel?

Zhou Ping originally thought that if he went to the Jiaofangsi to find a girl, Mingyue would at least be willing, but he did not expect Zhiqiu Yiye to say that she had to be of the third rank.

Where did this third-rank female cultivator come from?
Why would a third-rank female cultivator agree to play poker with Zhou Ping?

Fan Shiyi's face changed slightly and he took another step back. Xiaoqing glanced at Fan Shiyi.

Fan Shiyi stammered, wanting to say something but didn't.

There is a third-rank official, and that’s Fan Shiyi.

Fan Shiyi was a little flustered at this time. She was afraid that Xiaoqing would reveal her true gender and identity. If that was the case, should she save Zhou Ping?
But Fan Shiyi was disgusted with men and didn't like men getting close to her at all.

However, if Zhou Ping is not rescued.
"What would happen to him without women?" Fan Shiyi asked.

Zhiqiu Yiye shook his head and said faintly: "If there is no woman, he will find a sow."

Fan Shiyi said unwillingly: "What if we trap him and don't give him a woman?"

Zhiqiu Yiye paused and said, "He will become a waste who only wants women."

Quiet, eerily quiet.

Little Baiyun scratched his head. He was young and didn't understand anything.

Fan Shiyi has been struggling.

Xiaoqing's long tongue came out and could lick her chin. Her eyes were shining and she seemed eager to try.

Zhou Ping's eyes turned red, his whole body became hot, and his mind became a little unclear.

"Ozawa, Muto, Julie." Zhou Ping muttered to himself.

Zhiqiu Yiye slapped his thigh and said, "Look, the drug is taking effect! He's already talking nonsense. If we don't give him the antidote, he'll get hurt."

Little White Cloud scratched his head and said, "If your head is injured, I think you won't be able to write good poems in the future."

Zhiqiu Yiye patted Xiao Baiyun's forehead: "It's all over the place, and you're still writing poetry?"

Fan Shiyi's face finally changed. If Zhou Ping could not write poetry, it would be a huge loss.

Finally, someone present moved.

The ghost bride suddenly floated to Xiaoqing's side and was about to get into Xiaoqing's body.

"How can I let you have your way!" Xiaoqing dodged.

But the ghost bride refused to give in and kept chasing Xiaoqing.

The ghost bride's idea is very simple. Since she can't find a third-rank female cultivator, she will first find someone to use. No matter how thin a fly's legs are, they are still meat.

Xiaoqing is a seventh-level demon, so she should be of some help!
How could Xiao Qing not understand the Ghost Bride's thoughts: "Ghost Bride, please stop. Zhou Ping, I can sleep, but I don't want you to control me when I sleep."

The ghost bride really stopped when she heard Xiaoqing's words: "You mean, you are willing to help your husband."

Xiaoqing glanced at Fan Shiyi, who was slightly relieved and seemed to be encouraging her. Xiaoqing sighed. She had been raised by Fan Shiyi since she was a child, and she had always thought that after she became a human, she would stay with Fan Shiyi.

Unexpectedly, she did turn into a human, but Fan Shiyi was not a man, but a woman!
In addition to Fan Shiyi, Xiaoqing is also very nice to Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping is the only person Xiaoqing absorbs Yang energy from. She thinks other men’s Yang energy is dirty and smells bad, but Zhou Ping’s smell is very special and gives her a sense of fellowship.

"Ghost Bride, you can absorb his yang energy from now on, but it must be your turn after I have absorbed it all!" Xiaoqing said.

How could the ghost bride dare not disagree? Although she and Xiaoqing didn't get along, it was already this time and the ghost bride couldn't help because she was a ghost, so she had to listen to Xiaoqing.

"Okay, sister, I will listen to you from now on. You are the boss and I am the younger." The ghost bride said somewhat aggrievedly.

Xiaoqing glanced at Fan Shiyi again, and Fan Shiyi turned his head away. She finally made up her mind!

Xiaoqing turned into a residual shadow and wrapped around Zhou Ping and then disappeared, and the ghost bride also disappeared.

"Where are they going? Should we follow them and help them?" Xiao Baiyun said, touching his head.

"Why should I help? You're not a woman." Zhiqiu Yiye glanced at Fan Shiyi and said meaningfully, "That female demon is only a seventh-grade cultivator. I'm afraid she can only help temporarily. In the end, it will take a third-grade or higher female cultivator to completely detoxify her."

Fan Shiyi remained silent.
On Yaowang Mountain, there was a place filled with fog, from which bursts of lascivious music could be heard.

The ghost bride stomped her feet in anger. She wanted to possess Xiaoqing to experience it herself, but Xiaoqing didn't give her the chance.

"Damn it!" The ghost bride could only watch the show from the side, while casting magic to prevent outsiders from seeing what was happening inside.

At this time, Zhou Ping's eyes turned completely red and he was no longer in his right mind. He only felt that his whole body was burning and he needed to find an exit like a volcano.

Suddenly, Zhou Ping felt something cold.

Then he felt like he had stuffed his head into a refrigerator on a hot summer day.

It’s just that the refrigerator is too small and his forehead is too big, and Zhou Ping subconsciously wondered if he would burst the refrigerator.

Just as Zhou Ping was daydreaming, something soft and cold pried open his mouth and penetrated into his body slightly awkwardly, giving him a sense of clarity.

Zhou Ping looked at the smooth and soft body under him. Xiaoqing's eyes were filled with lust and her hands and legs were wrapped around Zhou Ping's body.

"I have become Xu Xian?" This was the only clear-headed sentence Zhou Ping thought of, and then his mind became completely confused.

Zhou Pingzhong's confusion gradually disappeared
He hated himself for being so unkind to women.

However, what responded to Zhou Ping was a jade hand, which climbed to the peak again, allowing the volcano to accumulate energy again.

"That's all?" Xiao Qing's eyes were full of provocation. "Young chickens are delicious, but they don't have the endurance to last."

This one sentence ignited Zhou Ping's passion again.

Then, another two hours passed.

In fact, the first time, Xiaoqing was already exhausted, and she was too tired to bear it. But at the critical moment, Xiaoqing unexpectedly rose from the seventh rank to the sixth rank, which gave Xiaoqing the strength to fight again.

Xiaoqing didn't expect that she had reached the sixth level. At this moment, she felt that Zhou Ping's yang energy was really hot, so she quickly took two pills.

Xiaoqing vaguely felt that if she had this opportunity, she might be able to break through to the fifth level!
"I'm going to suck you to death!" Xiao Qing was in pain and joy. Suddenly, her face changed drastically: "No, no, I took the wrong road."

"what!"

On Yaowang Mountain.

Zhao Tiancheng rubbed his hands and looked at Pu Ren: "Master Pu Ren, I'll tell you, these few people are enough."

Pu Ren said nothing and looked at Xiao Baiyun with some anger.

Originally, the Buddhists could have made a fortune from the Ghost King incident and made Zhao Tiancheng bleed heavily, but unexpectedly, the Ghost King was defeated and escaped.

Pu Ren felt very regretful in his heart. He regretted why he didn't take an extra relic.

Pu Ren didn't expect that these people were so powerful that they could actually drive away the Ghost King.

Although Zhao Tiancheng was happy, he did not find Song Tixia.

After a while, the pangolin came out from underground and whispered something to Zhao Tiancheng. Zhao Tiancheng's face changed drastically. He looked at Fan Shiyi and asked, "Fan Ru, have you ever met Song Tixia?"

Fan Shiyi didn't want to bother with Zhao Tiancheng at all. Instead, Zhiqiu Yiye, who was standing next to him, held a piece of grass in his mouth and said, "It's just the few of us dealing with the Ghost King. I didn't see anyone else."

Zhao Tiancheng felt a chill in his heart. The pangolin had searched the nearby area but couldn't find Song Tixia at all.

"Most likely he was killed by the ghost king who escaped." Pu Ren said, "The ghost king is not dead, it just escaped. Song Tixia went up the mountain and most likely died in his hands."

Zhao Tiancheng's face immediately turned dark.

Song Tixia is the right-hand man of the Zhao County Magistrate. He has high cultivation and is a vicious person. He only listens to the father and son of the Zhao family.

If this person dies, it would be a huge loss!
There are a lot of fourth-rank warriors, but it’s hard to find one who is willing to be a dog for the Zhao family, and who is so good at it!
Just when Zhao Tiancheng felt that he had suffered a great loss, a gust of wind blew and a figure was thrown out from the bushes.

Fan Shiyi was quick-witted and caught it quickly.

It was Xiaoqing.

Xiaoqing felt weak all over and her pupils were almost dilated.

Fan Shiyi looked at Xiaoqing's condition and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that she's not dead."

Xiao Qing's pupils shrank and she rolled her eyes at Fan Shiyi: "After more than ten years with you, it's better to have a happy night with Zhou Ping."

Fan Shiyi was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say.

"Has Zhou Ping's lust poison been cured?" Fan Shiyi asked hurriedly.

Xiao Qing sighed: "I still underestimated him. He is too powerful, or his poison is too strong. Even if there are ten of me, I am no match for him."

After Xiaoqing finished speaking, she looked at Fan Shiyi and said quietly, "If he gets bad, he won't be able to write good poems in the future!"

Fan Shiyi coughed dryly. How could she not understand Xiaoqing's meaning? Since Zhiqiu Yiye had already said that it would be difficult to decipher without a third-rank female cultivator, then a third-rank female cultivator was really needed.

There are third-rank female cultivators in this world, but they are all people of prominent status. Who will save Zhou Ping?
I'm afraid that even if Fan Zhongfu gave up his reputation, he would not be able to ask for help.

No, Fan Zhongfu would probably ask someone for help, and if that person was unwilling, Fan Zhongfu would most likely use force.

Zhou Ping is truly a rare genius in Confucianism!
Fan Shiyi suddenly felt that if he really told this matter to Fan Zhongfu, Fan Zhongfu might really "sacrifice" his own daughter.

Fan Zhongfu could not influence other people, but he could influence Fan Shiyi.

"Where is he now?"

"I went down the mountain to look for a woman."

"what?"

"Looking for someone."

"do not know."

(End of this chapter)