Just when Chen Changan was thinking about whether money was becoming less and less valuable.
North of Xundao City.
Xundao Mountain.
Inside a majestic hall of the Dahuangmen branch.
A beauty, the most stunning among all the girls, was wearing a fiery red robe. Her slender and boneless body, as if made of silk, was resting on the throne with carvings of dragons and paintings of phoenixes.
This beauty is truly stunningly graceful, with eyebrows as beautiful as willows, fair skin, a straight nose, deep eye sockets, and small red lips. However... she has a feminine male voice:
"Wang Changshou is here to seek Dao City? Great, I also want to see if his looks are proportional to his strength!"
As he said this, the cross-dressing master Xu Huang smiled gently.
Suddenly, fairies danced lightly behind him, great demons worshipped him, dragons and phoenixes soared, lotus flowers danced, fairy light vibrated, and everything was pink.
This is the innate vision of the Eucharist.
It changes with the owner's mood, as if it is on the road, naturally advantageous and invincible.
This directly led to the sound of rapid breathing from the disciples of the Great Wilderness Sect below.
There really is a kind of smile that can conquer the whole city.
"Sir, I will arrange it right away!"
Below.
The disciple of Dahuang Sect bowed and said.
At the same time, he glanced at the Saint Son in women's clothing in the hall like lightning, thinking: 'The Saint Son is born with a beautiful appearance, and he kowtows in front of the mirror every day, praying that the heavens will take away some of his beauty, but... he hangs out outside every day, attracting bees and butterflies. He really doesn't understand the brothers' thoughts! '
"Well, go ahead! Remember to treat me to good food and wine. I'll go change my clothes and kowtow a few times, and I'll be right back!"
Master Xuhuang spoke.
Although it is a man's voice, it is soft and tender, as if it carries a sense of tenderness, and is more magnetic than some women's voices.
The disciple below trembled all over, got a sudden idea, and said excitedly: "Yes, I will obey your command!"
Above, Master Xuhuang changed his posture, and immediately all the disciples below looked up, stretched their necks, and savored it carefully...
Master Xuhuang chuckled, "A bunch of stinky men, humph, you guys, stop greedily pursuing my body and quickly go and practice for me. Maybe one day, I can have dinner with you and discuss the Dao, understand?"
"We know, we know, Holy Son, we know!"
"Holy Son, we are going to practice now, bye!"
"Son, I will definitely have dinner with you!"
…
The disciples of Xundao Mountain branch rushed out of the hall, all of them were extremely excited, and went to practice.
There is a rule in the Great Wilderness Sect that every month the disciple with the fastest progress in practice will be selected to have dinner with the Holy Son and discuss scriptures and doctrines.
Therefore, over the past decade or so, the overall strength of the Great Wilderness Sect has grown stronger and stronger, and it is poised to become the number one sect in the Eastern Wilderness.
This made the Divine Court from the Central Shenzhou branch of the Divine Clan pay special attention to the Great Wilderness Gate.
There is no way. A man has appeared who can make even beautiful women pale in comparison. The disciples of the Dahuang Sect seem to have mastered the cultivation.
They are all elite soldiers and their momentum is a bit terrifying!
After the disciples left, one of the elders next to Master Xuhuang stepped forward and said:
"Son, I am going to say something that I shouldn't say. If I continue to encourage my disciples to practice in this way, will it backfire one day in the future?"
"You made it sound as if without the Holy Son's appearance, we, the disciples of the Great Wilderness Sect, are inferior to others. Elder Han, please don't encourage others and destroy your own prestige!"
Another elder said in a weird tone.
Young Master Xuhuang smiled and said softly, "Elder Han, you don't have to worry. As long as I am alive, the Great Desolation Sect will only become stronger, and I know how to protect myself!"
"Hey, I don't have a mount when I go to Xundao City. It's really frustrating!"
Young Master Xuhuang stood up, stretched out his slender jade hand, and patted his smooth forehead, looking quite troubled.
"It's okay, Holy Son. I have an eagle that can carry you over! I guarantee that your face won't fall!"
The elder who was confronting Elder Han spoke immediately.
A look of anticipation.
"Thank you, Elder. Is your eagle big?"
Master Xuhuang spoke with a faint smile.
"It's big, really big. It's really big. It can easily accommodate two people!"
Elder Xie quickly laughed.
As soon as these words came out, Elder Han, who had just been scolded, became unhappy and said:
"Nonsense, Elder Xie, your eagle can obviously carry seven or eight people, what do you mean by saying it can only carry two? Are you trying to take advantage of the Holy Son?"
Elder Xie immediately retorted: "Han Lili, please don't slander me. I am not that kind of dirty person. My heart is as firm as a rock. I just want to take the Holy Son across. Don't assume the worst of me!"
“Haha~” Elder Han continued to sneer: “Xie Liting, I, Han Lili, know who you are. Don’t pretend to be a good person in front of me. Everyone in the Xundao Mountain branch knows about your habits!”
Xie Liting immediately yelled: "Han Lili, you, you, you tarnished my innocence, Holy Son, Holy Son, I am innocent, Holy Son, you must help me, Holy Son, wuwu~~~"
As he spoke, Xie Liting began to cry, covering his gray-haired face and slowly leaning towards the flawless and handsome Mr. Xuhuang.
But Master Xuhuang just smiled faintly again.
The lotus under her feet was bright and she lightly dodged Xie Liting's approach.
When I looked again, they had already reached the entrance of the hall.
A lazy, magnetic voice resounded in the hall: "Hey, this Saint Son will go back to his room to kowtow and change clothes, you all should get ready!"
As he spoke, the person completely disappeared.
In the main hall.
When the elders saw the Son of God leaving, they all turned their murderous eyes to Xie Liting.
"Elder Xie, you've gone too far. We all know how to exercise restraint, but you're using the eagle to carry the Holy Son. Tell me, do you have any hidden thoughts?"
"If you don't tell us today, we will chop off your carving, stir-fry it, braise it, and make a soup. You decide for yourself whether to tell the truth or a lie!"
The atmosphere was somewhat murderous.
Xie Liting smiled awkwardly, and said in a pleading tone: "We have been friends for hundreds of years, I won't beat around the bush, yes, I just want the body of the Saint..."
"Hey, guys, be gentle!"
"Brothers, be gentle, don't hit me in the face! Don't hit me in the face!"
In the main hall, there were sounds of beating.
Return to the room.
Young Master Xuhuang looked at the rows of racks, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, and his face was full of trouble.
"What to wear, anyway?"
He raised his oval chin with his slender fingers, looking very conflicted.
"Oh, forget it, I'll just wear white. I still like white and red. Changing them makes me feel good every day!"
In the end, Master Xuhuang's smile bloomed like fireworks.
Standing in front of a huge standing steel mirror, he knelt down on his knees and began to kowtow.
"I bow to the heavens, and grant me a beautiful face!"
"Bow to the Yellow Heaven twice, and grant me the holy body!"
"Bow three times to heaven and acknowledge me as the child of destiny!"
"Four bows..."
…
Three kneelings and nine kowtows, meticulously.
After bowing, Master Xuhuang stood up and changed his clothes.
As I walked out the door, a gentle voice rang out between heaven and earth:
"Wang Changshou, I'm here. I'm going to make you lose your mind and avoid me like a snake or scorpion!"
He was very confident, but he never expected that from this moment on, he would meet the biggest enemy in his life in terms of appearance...