The belly city is naturally not the center of Zixiao Mansion City, but its prosperity has far surpassed the outer city and the inner city. People who can live in the belly city are either rich or expensive, and many of them have outstanding cultivation bases. Like a crucian carp crossing the river.
Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger, masters like clouds, refers to here.
Tonight's night is really hot, there are black clouds rolling in the sky, the pressure is getting lower and lower, and the breath is dull and irritating.
This is the harbinger of thunderstorms coming.
The rain tonight will definitely not be small, the dark clouds cover the moon, the cicadas and insects do not chirp, with a bit of chill!
"Den, Deng..."
Feng Feiyun was wearing an exotic Buddhist robe, carrying a golden Zen staff, and walked outside a luxurious mansion. He looked up at the two iron lions in front of him, which were taller than people. They were majestic and mighty, like two gods. The lion, I am afraid, must weigh tens of thousands of pounds.
Looking at the mansion again, the tops of the nine pagodas were vaguely visible, condensing Tao An's Buddha aura.
He nodded, and then stepped on the white stone stairs to knock on the huge bronze door knocker above the gate of the mansion.
This is the mansion where the nine pagodas are located. The pagoda is located in the backyard, but there is a family in front of it. Looking at this style, you know that the people living there are definitely not ordinary people.
Feng Feiyun didn't break in directly, he still had some things to figure out.
"Bang, bang, bang!" There were three knocks on the door.
Soon the door of Zhu Qi was opened by a little girl. She looked like she was seven or eight years old, with a pink face and two buns on her head. She looked quite cute.
"Brother monk, are you looking for someone?" The little girl's voice was tender and clear.
Feng Feiyun said with a smile: "I am indeed looking for someone, but I am not a monk!"
"Then who are you looking for?" The little girl tilted her head and asked curiously.
"Your master." Feng Feiyun said.
"Our master, Mr. Wuxia! I'm afraid he won't see you!" The little girl shook her head and said.
Feng Feiyun is now injured all over his body, and he is being hunted down by a large number of masters of the Feng family. He doesn't want to waste too much time here, but he really can't get mad at such a cute little girl, and said with a smile: "You don't have any. Go to report, how do you know that he will definitely not see me?"
The little girl said: "Because he only sees women, and he only sees beautiful women. It is absolutely impossible for him to meet a man like you."
Feng Feiyun frowned slightly, his ears spread out in all directions, and he could only hear the sound of the silk and bamboo orchestra playing in the mansion, and even more wonderful singing, dancing steps, laughter, all women's voices, and These voices are all beautiful, and it is conceivable that there must be countless beauties in there, more beauties than the largest brothel in Zixiaofu City.
Feng Feiyun's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. If this was really the Buddhist garden where the abbot of Cangsheng Temple once lived, how could the owner here be such a lecherous and dissolute person.
However, after all, more than 1,800 years have passed. Even if the abbot of Cangsheng Temple once sent people to guard here, in the long river of time, I am afraid that the owner of the mansion has changed many times.
This innocent boy, what kind of person is this
Naturally, Feng Feiyun had to enter this mansion, and said, "Little sister, please tell me if you want to tell me that I have a big gift for you, and I just want to see the flawless son."
"How big of a gift is missing. An old uncle once sent a thousand-year-old calamus, which belongs to the spirit grass level. I wanted to see our son, but I didn't even see half a shadow." The little girl blinked. He narrowed his eyes and said, "So unless a beautiful person comes, it is impossible for anyone to see him."
A calamus is absolutely valuable, and its medicinal power is even more than a drop of spiritual spring.
Although there are still two drops of spiritual spring on Feng Feiyun's body, they are all life-saving medicines, and it is impossible to take them out unless it is absolutely necessary.
Of course, Feng Feiyun could go directly to the Buddha Garden in the backyard of the mansion, but even if he went, there would be no result. In the end, he would still be thrown out by the undead Buddha clothes, and he would not be able to get what he wanted to take away.
But since that Buddhist garden is in this mansion, it must be inseparable from this mansion. There must be something hidden in this mansion, but it is the "key" to get that undead Buddha clothes. .
Since the text is not good, it can only come to the martial arts.
"Master Wuxia, Feng Feiyun is visiting!"
Feng Feiyun jumped and his body flew several feet high, like a big bird flying directly to the top of the gate of the mansion, looking down, the lights were bright, luxurious and rich, there were wine pools and meat forests, groups of beauty danced, and there was a The hot spring is located next to the wine pond, and white clouds and mists are escaping. One by one, stunning beauties bathed in the hot spring and sang softly, just like an immortal mansion.
In the distance, there is a temple made of gold, which is eight feet three feet high and eighteen feet wide. Both the walls and the tiles are made of pure gold, and even the pillars with the thickness of the five people are piled up with gold. of.
Not to mention anything else, this pure gold palace alone can amaze the big family.
The eyes are full of beautiful women, and there are no less than three hundred, none of them are not beautiful in the world, people can't help but sigh that the energy of this flawless son is too great, and I don't know where he collected so many beautiful women, some people really make people crazy with jealousy .
"I don't welcome men here, and I don't welcome men who come over the wall." A young man's voice came from the pure gold palace. He seemed very lazy. Said: "Yun'er, according to our rules here, what should we do?"
"Cut out a pair of eyes, chop off both hands, and from now on I can't see or touch women anymore." A seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl looked very elegant, with star-shaped eyebrows and Liudai, with delicate skin that could be broken by bullets. The eyes are full of light of wisdom, and at a glance, you can see that it is not that kind of vase-like decoration.
Holding a paintbrush in her hand, she painted on a piece of fragrant silk cloth. Although she was only halfway through the painting, the artistic conception in the painting was not much worse than that of the contemporary masters.
"Then I'll leave it to you!" Young Master Wuxia never showed his face from beginning to end, and his voice was still so playful and lazy.
"Yes, Master."
Yun'er smiled sweetly, then stopped painting, staring at Feng Feiyun with bright moon-like eyes, and saw that this young man was actually wearing a white Buddhist robe and holding a golden Zen stick in his hand, just like a Buddhist monk. lay disciples.
He looks handsome and full of heroic spirit, but Yuner just swept away, and more focused on the invincible Zen staff in his hand.
She leaned against her body and stood in the white mist of the wine pond. Between her white jade-carved fingers, she held a paintbrush whose ink was not yet dry. With a flick of the paintbrush, a stream of ink flew out, connecting into a sword-shaped murderous aura. Feng Feiyun's left hand.
"This woman has an excellent appearance, comparable to Shen'e. No matter where she goes, she can fascinate countless beautiful women with outstanding talents, and her painting skills are superb, and her cultivation is not inferior to those of the elders. How can such a woman be willing to be flawless. One of the servants of the son, considers himself a slave?"
Feng Feiyun couldn't understand the hearts of these women. Could it be that this flawless son is so good and flawless
That's right, just the wealth in the mansion, I don't know how many women can be attracted to join him willingly.
However, Feng Feiyun believes that there are still women in this world who do not pursue fame and fortune. Just relying on money alone will not be able to collect so many amazing women with great talents and high cultivation.
"I will not be merciful to women." Feng Feiyun waved the Invincible Zen Staff, making a golden glow, returning the sword energy to its original shape and turning it into ink marks on the ground.
Feng Feiyun flew down from above, strode towards the pure gold palace, and said, "It's better to ask your son Wuxia to come out and fight me in person!"
"Let's pass my level first! Our son doesn't fight anyone, let alone a man."
Yun'er uses the pen as a sword, and moves the spiritual energy to the edge of the pen. The originally soft brush is sharper than a sword in an instant. When a stroke is drawn, the sword energy shoots everywhere, and cuts on Feng Feiyun's Buddhist robe. Three slits.
There are too many women in the mansion, all of them are young and beautiful, some are cold and frosty, standing with swords in their arms; some are coquettish and charming, with half-clothing; there are also petite and exquisite talented girls who are playing the guqin.
At this time, they all looked over with a smile, their fingers lightly covered their lips, watching Feng Feiyun being forced by Yun'er to keep retreating, their smiles became more and more sweet.
Feng Feiyun has never fought against a woman in front of so many beautiful women. He seems a little constrained, and Yuner has cut off a bit of his hair.
"Bang!"
Feng Feiyun no longer kept his hand, and used the spiritual power of Miao Gui's finger to use the power of four bulls in one palm, shaking Yun'er to the point of trembling. A trace of blood is as gorgeous as the red plum above the white snow.
"call out!"
These women saw that Yun'er was not Feng Feiyun's opponent, so two more girls took action. They squeezed pink peach blossoms and sprinkled them from their fingers, like flowers and rain, but the petals had a sharpness that could easily cut the boulders. for powder.
The cultivation of these two women does not have to be weak at all, and they look exactly the same. They are twins, and the two of them are even more powerful.
One of them attacked the side of Feng Feiyun, and the fragrant wind rushed over, so that Feng Feiyun had no time to be distracted.
With a whistling sound, Yun'er had already regained her breath, and once again picked up the pen and flew over, directly taking Feng Feiyun's eyebrows.
"These women are not only beautiful, but also fierce, with thorns, so they are not easy to mess with!"
This is Feng Feiyun's only feeling at the moment, and he is even more curious about the flawless son who has never appeared, what kind of strange person is this