You are all immortal cultivators, how dare you challenge my heavenly tribulation?

Chapter 310 Xuan Jing Yang Conspiracy
Among the pile of women on the bed, Jian Wensi was lifted up by an irresistible force. When he noticed the departure of the beautiful woman, Jian Wensi was immediately awakened.

Just when he was about to get angry, he looked carefully and found that the person coming was actually his bodyguard.

His face, which was already pale from too much clouding and rain, suddenly became even paler.

His protector was an old woman wearing a linen robe, with a haggard figure and an aged face.

Her eyes were as deep as the calm sea, chilling to the bone.

"Hai Po... Mother-in-law." Jian Wensi was a little trembling.

In his heart, he was truly afraid of this protector.

If he had not given birth to an heir, he had no doubt that he would have been castrated by his protector.

The old woman known as Grandma Hai spoke coldly without any nonsense.

"You're going to die..."

"Death, death...death?" Jian Wensi felt like he was struck by lightning. How could he die?

The old woman stared at him expressionlessly, as if she wanted to see through his soul, and did not answer.

Jian Wensi mustered up his courage and asked as calmly as possible, "Grandma Hai, can you please explain it clearly?"

He didn't know what he had done wrong that cost him his life.

Could it be the rumor about the fairy palace in Yinxu?

Didn’t I hear that Haoran and Saint Yuntian took action personally?
Haven't caught it yet?
*
Granny Hai took a deep breath, took out a jade slip from her bosom, and said calmly: "The cause and effect are all in this jade slip."

Her tone was cold, as if it contained no emotion at all.

Then, a gleam of sharpness flashed in her eyes and she said, "If you dare to play with women again during this period..."

She looked at Jian Wensi as if she wanted to see through his heart.

Seeing Jian Wensi's nonchalant look, Granny Hai felt even colder in her heart. She continued:
"I will disguise myself as you, make love with them, destroy their looks, and then cruelly abandon them."

"Believe me, you don't want to be hated by these beautiful ladies at the same time."

"Their desperate revenge will completely cut off your chances with women."

Grandma Hai's tone was full of warnings and threats.

After hearing these words, Jian Wensi's body trembled violently. He knew that Grandma Hai was serious.

Too vicious.

This is a desperate plan!
Although he could still rob and train her, it was meaningless because he knew that Grandma Hai would block his way sooner or later.

Jian Wensi bent down slightly, lowered his head, hid his slightly ferocious face, and said in a humble tone:

"Grandma Hai, Wen Si must reflect on himself during this period of time."

"Hmm..." Grandma Hai nodded slightly, her figure gradually blurred and finally disappeared in the room.

Moreover, she walked very fast because she knew Jian Wensi would definitely throw things.

This dandy saint was lustful, irritable, naive, and even lacked the talent to cultivate...

This is also the reason why she doesn't like him very much.

But it is her responsibility, she must protect him, that's all!

And this time, if he fails to survive, it will be the death of this playboy saint!
……

After making sure that his protector had left, Jian Wensi began to smash everything around him frantically.

bang——

pop-

The deafening, crackling sounds were endless.

They threw whatever was at hand, and each treasure drew a poignant arc in the air. The sound of them falling to the ground and breaking into pieces was like a sharp arrow piercing their hearts.

Who is he? The son of the Holy Lord! How dare the other party threaten him?
This humiliation and anger almost made him lose his mind.

hateful!

The beauties who were lying on the bed were awakened by the sudden storm. When they opened their eyes, they saw Jian Wensi smashing things. They looked at each other and understood.

They all guessed the truth—the protector from Jianwensi must have been there.

She immediately used her spiritual power to shake off the debris on the ground, and then her delicate body moved with the wind, gently and lightly pressing against Jian Wensi's body, and her soft hands began to soothe his violent emotions.

"Holy Son, don't be angry~" The soft whisper was like the sound of nature.

"That's just an old woman. She can't stand seeing us loving each other!" Her words were like a spring breeze, bringing a hint of coolness, calming Jian Wensi's violent heart a little.

"Come, let me warm the Saint's hands~" Jian Wensi's left hand felt the soft and elastic texture.

"That's right, just ignore that old virgin." Jian Wensi felt the push on his back.

"She is willing to show herself with an old face. I guess she is a loser among female cultivators!" Several women showed disdain on their faces. What's the use of having a high level of cultivation? She still can't find a man!
"Son of God, look at you, your fingers are bleeding. Let me help you heal them." Her charming look made Jian Wensi's heart beat faster.

As she spoke, she lovingly put Jian Wensi's finger into her mouth and began to suck it hesitantly.

For a moment, Jian Wensi's heart was in turmoil again, and he even found it difficult to control himself. He felt that he could fight for another eight hundred rounds.

Tweet——

Just as he was immersed in it, the sound of birds singing outside the window suddenly woke him up.

When he looked down and saw that his pants had been taken off, his face changed immediately.

Remembering his guardian's words of warning—

He seemed to see an ugly woman climbing up his body.

All the spiritual power in his body burst out, knocking the beauties around him away.

"Holy Son?" "Sir Holy Son?" The girls were suddenly confused. Jian Wensi was obviously interested, so why would he reject them?
Everything happened too suddenly, and even the originally relaxed and joyful atmosphere was wiped out.

Jian Wensi's face turned pale. He put on his clothes and started to walk out. As he walked out, he said:
"I'm tired, you can do whatever you want during this time..."

As he spoke, he took the jade slip given by Old Lady Hai and walked towards the study room nearby.

****
Sunset City, at the border of Fozhou and Ruzhou!
At this time, many heroes gathered here, and the rarely seen divine hidden, close-range and Dharma images began to appear in groups.

There are even cultivators at the Dao level hiding in the dark...

In the wine shop of Zhaixing Tower——

Several monks in Confucian robes started a discussion.

"Do you think that Xuan Jing Buddhist disciple's move can attract those people in the dark?"

"The other party must come. If he doesn't come, it means what he said is false!" said a Confucian cultivator with a hairy chin.

"Hmm? That's not right. How can not coming mean that what he said is false? There is no connection between the two." Someone retorted.

The Confucian scholar with hair on his chin argued with the group of scholars and then said:

"No, if he doesn't come, Xuan Jing Buddhist will have a breakthrough to refute!"

"Even if the other party continues to say that Xuan Jing Buddhist disciples are not clean, Xuan Jing Buddhist disciples can refute that the other party dare not confront him face to face."

“Although Jiuzhou will start a war of words, it will calm down again, and even Xuan Jing Buddhist disciples will be able to completely withdraw.”

"I see. So no matter whether the other party comes or not, this Buddhist disciple Xuan Jing will benefit! So what do you think is better for the other party to come or not?" A gentle voice squeezed into the topic.

"Of course you come! I hate trying to tell truth from falsehood in information. Don't waste time, just confront me face to face and tell me your answer!" The Confucian cultivator with hairy chin snorted coldly.

"Huh? Who of you asked that question just now?" The Confucian cultivator seemed to have just come to his senses and looked at his colleagues.

However, he saw that all his colleagues looked confused and at a loss. Obviously, the voice just now was not said by them.

"Ghost, ghost...ghost?"

"Don't talk nonsense. How could there be a ghost in the Zhaixing Tower?"

"But the Star Picking Tower is close to the sky! You are not unaware of those guys in the sky."

As the words fell, a cold wind blew past, and several people suddenly felt sober.

(End of this chapter)