Quick travel: Qing Leng host is forced to have sex with crazy criticizing wall-dong

After the transcendence, Hailan's senior sister found him, her eyes full of ridicule: "Why are you so restless all the time?"

Hailan pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Forget it, I won't tease you anymore. You should go back to find your master quickly. Just leave the task of escorting these mortals to us. I'm afraid that if you go back late, the fox demon will take away your master's mind. ”

The senior sister laughed and patted his shoulder, indicating that he should go back first.

Not far away, Bichen, who had removed his disguise, moved his ears and narrowed his eyes.

"Thank you, Master Baichen, for helping to save my sect disciples. I'll say goodbye..."

Hailan, who had something on her mind, didn't intend to stay any longer and came over to say goodbye to him.

Everyone was startled when they saw Baochen showing his true face and wearing a monk's robe. When they came to their senses, their eyes were filled with pity.

"Alchemist Hailan, can this poor monk go with you to Qingyan Sect? If the ghost cultivator is not eliminated, it will be difficult for this poor monk to feel at ease..."

Baichen asked calmly.

Hailan didn't think much about it. If it were him today, he would definitely go to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple. After all, such a big thing happened and so many people died. If he didn't see the ghost cultivator being dealt with, everyone would be relieved. No less.

"It's time to give you an explanation. Master Baichen can just go with me."

Hailan nodded in agreement.

As a penance in cultivation, Bichen rarely used flying magic weapons in the past, and mostly walked.

Now that there were outsiders around, he couldn't let them walk with him, so he released his magical weapon - a Zen staff made of pure jasper.

"Fairy!"

Seeing this magic weapon, Hailan's pupils shrank sharply and she exclaimed.

Weapons also have levels, magic weapon <treasure weapon>spiritual weapon (ghost weapon) <immortal weapon (demon weapon\Zen weapon) <sacred weapon.

The scarcity of resources has led to a shortage of good things in the lower cultivation world.

Even the magical weapons used by his master, Venerable Qilian, were only top-notch spiritual weapons.

Who would have thought that this young monk actually possesses the legendary magical weapon!

"I got it by chance, thanks to Lord Buddha's blessing."

Bichen obviously didn't take his peerless weapon seriously, he smiled lightly and said modestly.

I'll tell you, who is this person? He is younger than him, but his cultivation is so advanced, and he even has an immortal weapon that everyone dreams of...

Hai Lan's expression was extremely complicated, and she didn't know whether she should be jealous or envious for a moment.

He thought he was already the chosen one, but he didn’t expect that there is someone outside the world, and there is a heaven outside the sky...

Looking at his eerie face again, he felt a little more balanced.

No one is perfect, and no matter how strong his luck is, it cannot offset the fact that he looks ugly.

It's a pity that face...

"Let's go, Master Chen."

On the way to Qingyan Sect, Hai Lan was hesitant to speak and frequently looked at the person on the Zen staff.

"Donor Hailan said so bluntly."

Keep your eyes away from the dust and don’t squint your mouth.

"Ahem... that... I heard that the Five Spirits Venerable of the Medicine King Sect sells beauty elixirs. Countless female cultivators are rushing to buy them. Why don't you try it, master? Maybe you can get rid of this ugliness... ahem... …It’s not ugly, it’s just an eyesore, don’t blame me, Master.”

Hailan, who knew she had said the wrong thing, quickly apologized.

"It's okay. My body, hair and skin are all inherited by my parents. I have no intention of changing my appearance."

Bichen replied calmly, obviously not intending to continue the conversation.

Hailan stuck out her tongue after being rejected. She no longer had nothing to say. She felt depressed in her heart. This monk was so boring. Why was the road back to the sect so long today...

On the other side, Qilian took Shuangyu back to his Xingxiu Pavilion.

Qing Yan Sect is the largest sect in the lower cultivation world, and its strength crushes all other sects.

Qilian is young and promising, and at the age of 35, he has become one of the top three masters in the lower cultivation world.

If the spiritual energy in the lower cultivation world was not too scarce, his cultivation level would be far beyond this.

As the most powerful elder of the Qingyan Sect, Qi Lian has three direct disciples, all of whom are young and promising.

"Master, why are you back again? Maybe you are thinking about your nest of rabbits..."

The eldest disciple Ran Wanyue heard the sound and came over. When she saw her master, she couldn't help but frown.

The most unreliable master in the world is probably Venerable Qilian.

Whose master skips class every day, and the reason is so "fresh and refined".

Either the rabbits I raise are about to give birth, or the rabbits I raise don’t have enough spiritual food!

God knows how lucky I am to be Master's pet rabbit.

In the Lower Cultivation Realm where spiritual grass is scarce and people cannot afford spiritual food, the ordinary rabbits raised by Master are eaten every day.

I can only blame Master for being too rich...

"Master, don't worry about Rabbit. Your second senior brother is taking care of him. The matter in Jing'an has been resolved. Master, I'm here to return to my life."

Qi Lian replied with a smile, caressing the little fox in his arms with a loving look on his face.

Hey guys, we brought back a new pet!

Ran Wanyue's pupils suddenly shrank and she looked over intently.

"Fox demon?!"

Seeing the animal in his arms, she took a breath and felt that her master was becoming more and more unreliable.

In the past, it was okay to keep ordinary pets, but how could he not even let the fox monster go? Doesn't he know the difference between human beings and monsters?

If people from the demon clan find out about this, I'm afraid there will be another commotion.

"Send away, send away immediately, Master, please don't cause trouble again!"

Ran Wanyue wailed.

"He has no father or mother. The demon pill was dug out. Now he is almost like an ordinary fox. He stayed here voluntarily and there will be no demon to pursue him."

Qi Lian laughed along with him and held Shuang Yu tightly in his arms, for fear of being snatched away by his apprentice.

"I have no control over this matter. You can talk to the boss yourself!"

The furious Ran Wanyue used her head to suppress him.

"Okay, okay, I will make it clear to the leader, you can't touch him!"

Qi Lian said with a smile, touched Shuang Yu's back lovingly, and went to the second apprentice's residence.

This is a very simple house.

In the courtyard separated by the fence, a thin man was drying spiritual grass. He heard a noise and turned around.

"Master, you are back."

The man greeted Qilian and continued to fiddle with the magic grass in the dustpan.

"Zhen Ye, help me take care of the little fox. I'll come as soon as I go."

Qi Lian was obviously used to his second apprentice's indifference. He walked into the yard, placed him on the long railing, and touched his head.

Lu Zhenye did not respond. He only waited for him to leave, glanced back at Shuang Yu, turned around and continued to pound the Teng Lingcao.

Shuangyu was worried about Qilian and didn't know how he would deal with the evil ghost, but he also knew that when he came to Qingyan Sect, he would not be allowed to be arrogant.

After all, human cultivators in the lower realm hate the demon clan.

Not everyone can treat themselves as kindly as Bichen and Qilian.

He raised his eyes slightly, glanced at Lu Zhenye who was not far away and ignored him, kicked up his legs and ran out of the fence.

Lu Zhenye just glanced at his figure lightly and did not catch up.

Shuangyu searched for the smell of Qilian and came to a place.

Compared with Lu Zhenye's simple house, this place is more like a fairyland on earth.

The luxurious house is surrounded by a peach forest. The blooming peach blossoms fall in the wind, and the pink petals fall into the stone pond. The chubby carp being fed open their mouths one after another and suck the petals into their mouths.

On the corridor, a few little rabbits were jumping around leisurely.

Shuang Yu Luo Luo Luoban went up the steps, and the frightened little rabbits ran away one after another.

He raised his eyes and looked at the plaque above - Qingyue Pavilion.

There is nothing wrong with Qilian, but he is always in disobedience.

Shuangyu couldn't explain this inexplicable feeling, so he could only lurk down and continue to observe secretly.