Changsheng, invincible from taking a concubine

Regarding this kind of distrust, Jiangchuan naturally had to teach them a lesson.

This Tai Chi hand used a little strength at this time.

His playful eyes fell on the female cultivator beside him.

"Tell me, where are we going?"

"Haha, we are free, even here there is no problem. I just don't know if you, handsome man, dare to do something in front of so many of our fellow apprentices and sisters."

Jiangchuan didn't want to waste time on these women.

With a strong pull from his big hand, the long skirt on the female cultivator was torn in half.

A slap landed on her buttocks.

The female cultivator's eyes lit up, she assumed a standard posture, and glanced back at him.

"Handsome guy, we have so many senior sisters here. If you don't want to be embarrassed, it's still too late."

But the next second, there was a sound of gasping for air.

Not only this female cultivator, but also everyone else who saw this scene was shocked.

"So cruel."

"Will you die?"

"Probably."

"This handsome guy is too cruel."

"Haha, it just looks a little more fierce."

"The result is not known yet."

"That's right. It's true that our Cihang Jingzhai woman is so easy to deal with."

There were constant whispers around him, but Jiang Chuan really didn't pay attention at all.

If his wife's combat effectiveness is usually 10, now she is working at 100%.

Ten times the combat power output.

The female cultivator who was pressed against the bluestone handrail had no room to think except for being constantly subjected to firepower.

But at this time, Jiangchuan discovered something unusual.

Slowing down a little, his suspicious eyes fell on the female cultivator.

He gently patted her buttocks to help her regain some sense.

"Why is this your first time?"

"No? Or are you saying that you like mature and sophisticated people?"

"That's not the problem. If it was your first time, I wouldn't have been so rough just now."

The female cultivator chuckled.

"Bad man, I just like your rough look."

"Don't pity me, treat me roughly, just treat me like a kun."

Jiangchuan was really crazy.

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They continued to exert all their strength, and within half an hour, reinforcements were found.

Three hours later, Jiang Chuan got dressed again with the help of the female cultivator.

Strange expressions fell on these people.

"Isn't it true that all of you are original?"

Of the female cultivators he had sex with just now, except for one who didn't fall in love, all the others can be confirmed to be original.

Even the one who didn't lose his fortune still had a hard time walking.

Something doesn't look right about this.

Doesn't it mean that this sect is greedy for money and lustful?

Then why are they all original?

Is there something wrong with their skills?

The idea was crushed to death in the cradle as soon as it appeared.

Not only does he look young physically.

Even their services are passively received.

It's obvious at first glance that he has little experience.

Could it be that these disciples outside are special?

When the female nuns were asked this question by him, they all acted indifferently.

"What's the big deal? It's not the first time for anyone."

"Isn't this to allow you to enjoy supreme service?"

"We are carefully selected by the sect."

"Don't tell me you're not satisfied yet."

Being stared at so menacingly by the female cultivators, Jiang Chuan felt a little guilty.

"No, no, you are all great."

This is not a polite statement.

Entering Cihang Jingzhai, although these Taoist nuns were dressed plainly and elegantly, their appearance was all online.

Some figures are quite good.

Of course, the lack of interaction somewhat lowers the score.

But it’s not easy to talk about this kind of thing.

Otherwise, there is no telling what these female nuns are going to do to him.

"Okay, can you take me in now?"

"certainly."

Through the fog, you can see a huge community of towers in front of you.

It is a little different from ordinary temple towers.

It is a boxy structure with no fancy decorations on the outside.

The female cultivator took her all the way to the door of this thousand-meter tower.

"Fellow Taoist, please come inside."

The door opened and Jiang Chuan entered alone.

In front of him was a hall with a bluestone floor, surrounded by nothing.

But at this moment, a voice came into his ears.

"Come up the stairs, I'll wait for you at the top."

Jiang Chuan didn't hesitate and walked up the outermost stairs.

The moment I stepped onto the stairs, I noticed something strange about the stairs.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and continued upstairs without paying attention.

The top of a thousand-meter-high tower.

I saw a young and beautiful woman sitting on the side of the wooden table.

She was wearing a gray gauze robe, like smoke, as if she had come from a dream.

The robe fluttered lightly in the wind, vaguely outlining her graceful figure, like a moving picture.

Her stunning, slightly mature appearance is more charming than that of a young girl.

Through that layer of gauze, her fair skin could be vaguely seen, as warm and moist as mutton-fat jade, and her cheeks were slightly flushed, just like the sunset on the horizon.

And her voice was even more touching. It was a clear and ethereal voice, like the gurgling of a spring in the mountains, and like the melodious birdsong in the valley.

Every note seemed to have magic, penetrating people's hearts, making people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

When she spoke softly, the whole world was quiet, as if time had stopped for this moving voice.

The tenderness in her eyes made people involuntarily put down all their defenses in front of her, just wanting to bathe in her brilliance and feel the tranquility and peace.

Her existence seemed to be the most beautiful dream in the world, which made people sigh.

On the table, smoke curled up, and a pair of slender jade hands picked up the teacup in their hands and took a sip.

A pair of charming beautiful eyes slowly raised and looked at the visitor.

"Jiangchuan, sit down, just treat this place as your own home."

She sat down in front of him calmly.

Since he entered the mountain gate, he has not said his name.

How did she know that his name was Jiangchuan?

"No need to guess. To join our Cihang Jingzhai, the first thing is to understand your background."

"We don't accept everyone in our Cihang Jingzhai."

"We already knew you were her husband when He Qinshu took the entrance exam for the first time."

But Jiangchuan still found something wrong.

"Do you remember every disciple of yours so clearly?"

Miaoyin smiled and shook her head.

"Of course not. But you are Jiangchuan."

"You should know how special your name is."

"And I might as well tell you that our Cihang Jingzhai is not only one of the thirty-six sects in the cultivation world."

"At the same time, we also have a very special relationship with the dynasty."

"You can think of us as a nail planted by the dynasty in the cultivation world."

Jiangchuan frowned.

Is it really appropriate to tell yourself this kind of thing?

Miaoyin's mouth curled up slightly.

That stunning appearance made her even more attractive.

Such a look can definitely be on the list of goddesses, and the ranking will not be low.

Perhaps guessing his concerns, Miaoyin Sect Master did not continue on this topic.

"Jiangchuan, the purpose of your visit this time should be He Qinshu."

"Yes."

"Let me put it this way, He Qinshu is in seclusion now. It will probably take another hundred years before he comes out."

"In the next period of time, I hope you will not be partial to one over the other."

"What you did in the Blood Soul Sect, I also hope you can repeat it here with us."