Cultivation Starts From BTTH

Chapter 484 Beauty is like a flower across the clouds

Happy Building.

As the No. 1 brothel in the Holy Book City, its interior decoration is extremely luxurious, with carved columns and painted buildings, inlaid with pearls and jade everywhere, and glazed lanterns hanging on the top. Fusion, there is a silent high-end in luxury.

In a luxurious place, consumption is naturally extremely high. Just to step into the threshold of Xiaoyao Tower, you need to pay tens of thousands of Sovereign Elixir. Those who are qualified to enter here are basically the sons and daughters of prominent families in the Holy Book City.

Xiaoyao Building, Xiaoyao Building, Xiaoyao in Xiaoyao Building, that is also relative to the rich people, who have no money, and even have no threshold to step into this place, and it is a fart.

Of course, having fun and enjoying flowers, this is the extravagant life that belongs to the rich.

After paying the entrance fee, Xiao Han and Bai Ye walked into this luxurious and high-end Xiaoyao Building. A charming and seductive woman walked through it with sexy steps, revealing clothes, extraordinary temperament, and bold actions. It makes these smoke and dust women look particularly charming. Sometimes, an inadvertent coquettish wink can fascinate the soul, and some men with poor concentration will fall into this gentle village in an instant.

"Master Bai, long time no see."

Bai Ye's reputation is extremely high in the Holy Book City. After all, it is one of the four best shows in the Holy City. As soon as he enters, it attracts the attention of many women. From time to time, there will be a series of charming and delicate voices, which are particularly attractive.

Bai Ye is a veteran of Hua Cong. He just walked by with a smile. Although these women are charming, he is not obsessed with them. With different visions, what he pursues is naturally different. The veteran Bai Gongzi is not so incomprehensible, passing by these charming people.

A woman with smoke and dust, who has been deeply involved in the world, the brothel is like a theater, people come to make noise, and people take tea to cool off. She has long despised the kind of mountain alliance between men and women, and even no longer believes it, the man who walked in said on the bed. With touching words, they are passersby when they get out of bed. Facing the sweet words of men, they are just flattering. After all, here, it is nothing more than a show, which is better than who has a higher ability to sing.

If it is said that they experience the scorching coldness of the world, I am afraid that no one can compare to these women who live in brothels. They often see people's hearts and world affairs more thoroughly.

It is precisely because of this that these dusty women are also more attractive to men. They are understanding, good at penetrating men's minds, and able to figure out what men are thinking.

"You guy, you're so ignorant of style, wouldn't it be the first time you've entered a brothel? With so many beauties glaring at you, why don't you go up and say hello?"

Bai Ye patted Xiao Han on the shoulder, and said strangely, although these women are not stunning, they are also one of the best in appearance. No matter what, they have to give some face to the beauty, this guy is good, he doesn't seem to look down on it at all, it's too bad I understand the rules of the brothel.

"It's the first time to visit the brothel." Xiao Han shrugged and said so.

"Uh..." Hearing this, Bai Ye was startled, and then said, "How about calling you a beauty first?"

"I'm only interested in beautiful women." Xiao Han said, there are three beautiful wives in the family, and it can be said that they enjoy the blessing of beauty, so it is naturally difficult for ordinary women to make them interested.

Bai Ye smiled and said no more, the two walked straight towards the inside.

Tonight is the night of the full moon, and the oiran in Xiaoyao Building will read books and select guests through the curtain, so there are many people in the building, all of them are rich sons in luxurious clothes and pearls hanging from their waists.

Of course, some curious aristocratic young ladies sometimes disguise themselves as men and sneak in here. Xiaoyaolou oiran is so famous that even women are equally curious.

For example, at this moment, Xiao Han met an acquaintance.

"It's you!"

At this moment, a heroic woman dressed in men's clothes met Xiao Han, and the woman's phoenix eyes immediately glared.

"Xiu'er?" Xiao Han was also stunned. The woman disguised as a man was naturally Shangguan Wan'er. If it wasn't for this woman's voice, she wouldn't have recognized it for a while. A man disguised as a woman had a different charm.

Seeing the flames burning in the pair of phoenix eyes, Xiao Han smiled, and after looking at Shangguan Wan'er's men's clothes, he said with some playfulness: "As expected of Xiuer, his interest is to be different, so he Good mouth."

Shangguan Wan'er naturally understood Xiao Han's meaning, and immediately responded angrily: "Damn, this lady's orientation is normal, I'm just here for poetry and calligraphy, and I won't ask you, a gentle scum, to come here to find flowers and ask willows!"

"Yes, yes, Xiu'er taught me a lesson. I'm a gentle scum when I search for flowers and ask Liu. Your Younger Brother is just grabbing women and hugging them from left to right. That's a righteous gentleman, and I'll be taught by you." Xiao Han nodded with a smile, his fingers still pointing towards Not far away, he pointed, a young man was embracing left and right, and he was talking to two beauties. It was Shangguan Que.

Shangguan Wan'er followed Xiao Han's finger and saw Shangguan Que, and when he thought of Xiao Han's sarcastic words, his pretty face became hot and his momentum weakened. After glaring at Xiao Han, she immediately Walking over there, without saying a word, he went up to give Shangguan Que two slaps. When Shangguan Que, who was beaten into a pig's head, saw that it was an old sister, he dared to say more, and immediately ran out of Xiaoyao Building in fright.

"It seems that this woman is putting all her anger towards you on Shangguan Que." Bai Ye said with a smile.

"Let's go." Xiao Han smiled and didn't stay any longer, and continued to walk forward.

Xiaoyao Building is extremely luxurious and covers a huge area. On the first floor, there are wine pools and banquets.

Xiaoyaolou, meaning happy and happy.

After walking for a while, Xiao Han and Bai Ye came to the most luxurious hall in the center of Xiaoyao Building.

Here, every full moon night, the oiran sits behind a curtain to read books and select guests.

Entering this luxurious Qingcheng Hall, which can accommodate thousands of people, also requires a lot of Sovereign Elixir. If entering Xiaoyaolou is a threshold of wealth, then entering this Qingcheng Hall is the threshold of aristocrats. You can enter here and compete for a glimpse. The people who have the opportunity of the oiran are all the children of the top families in the holy city, as well as some foreign rich and powerful families.

When Xiao Han and Bai Yeye stepped into this place, the many seats here were already filled with figures of rich young masters, all of them coming towards Xiaoyaolou oiran.

In front of each seat, there is a table table, and the four treasures of the study room are complete. Naturally, it is prepared for the poetry and calligraphy later. Whoever can be favored by the oiran will rely on this.

Xiao Han glanced at the hall, then found a seat and sat down. Bai Ye greeted some acquaintances and sat down.

The appearance of Xiao Han naturally attracted the attention of many children from wealthy families. That night, during the battle by the River of Books, Xiao Han's reputation was at its peak, and many young people narrowed their eyes. Is the oiran interesting?

It's just that today's competition is not spiritual power Cultivation Base, but poetry and calligraphy, which is compared to talent and talent. In this field, they are proud of each other, and they naturally have little reverence for Xiao Han. The holy book Continent , calligraphy is respected, here is the world of calligraphy talents.

After Xiao Han and the others came in, young figures stepped into the place one after another. The Shangguan Wan'er, who was disguised as a man, also walked in. After phoenix eyes glanced at Xiao Han coldly, he walked towards a seat. , deliberately chose a position very far away from Xiao Han, it seems that he is quite disgusted with the guy who pinches her there.

Xiao Han naturally noticed it too, and thought it was a little funny. From time to time, he would cast his eyes on Shangguan Wan'er, and even enjoy scanning the latter's chest, making Shangguan Wan'er jump with anger. The occasion was not right, I'm afraid she would just start scolding, her flaming eyes stared at Xiao Han, the teacup in her hand was deformed, Xiao Han turned a blind eye to Shangguan Wan'er's hateful eyes, and still glanced recklessly, Later, Shangguan Wan'er, who was so angry that he could not do anything, turned his pretty face to the side, and directly came out of sight.

After teasing Shangguan Wan'er, the time passed, and the seats in Qingcheng Hall gradually filled up.

At this time, a charming woman's body fragrance quietly permeated the entire Qingcheng Hall, and everyone noticed it. They raised their heads and looked towards the third floor of the Qingcheng Hall.

There, on a seat, there is a curtain of pearl and jade. Behind the curtain, a shadowy figure emerges quietly. Even through the curtain, people still feel the extraordinary temperament of the woman, especially her behind the curtain. , The pretty face with the perfect outline wears a layer of veil, which covers her face, adding a bit of hazy beauty. She stands there quietly, not showing her true face, but she seems to have been amazed by the time.

"The first beauty in the holy city, Liu Qingcheng..."

Xiao Han looked there with the same curiosity, not knowing that behind the curtain, it was He Fangrong, who was half covering his face with his pipa in his arms, which was really thought-provoking.

Everyone stared intently at the peerless shadow behind the curtain, their eyes filled with astonishment.

"You gentlemen, you must understand the rules here, please start writing." At this time, behind the curtain, a maid came out, and her clear voice woke the absent-minded crowd.

After returning to their senses, everyone no longer hesitated, picked up the pen, and began to write vertically and horizontally on the rice paper. Most of the people who come here are veterans, and some have already prepared beautiful poetry, so they don’t need to think about it, just go straight Swipe away.

Of course, there are also upright and romantic talents, and they all write poems on the spot.

Xiao Han, who had just arrived, barely belonged to this category. Bai Ye, who was beside him, swiped for a long time. On his desk, there was still a blank piece of paper with no words.

In the field, everyone was writing, but Xiao Han sat there stupidly, still staring at the peerless beauty in the curtain upstairs.

"Jiangshan is easy to change, the nature is difficult to change, the color embryo!" Shangguan Wan'er noticed Xiao Han looking at the beauty in a daze, and immediately couldn't help but pouted.

Many people have naturally noticed Xiao Han, after all, this guy is quite famous recently, but seeing Xiao Han just staring at the beautiful figure upstairs in a daze, everyone sneered, but he is just a reckless man with a strong spiritual power Cultivation Base. Forget it, it's okay to use force, compared to Wen, this guy is a long way off. After that, everyone wrote carefully and didn't bother to pay attention to Xiao Han.

In the Allure Hall, many talented people splashed ink and swiped their brushstrokes, all of them were long-form capitals, with gorgeous rhetoric, and they could be described as flamboyant literary talents. They could not wait to run out of ink. , stroke by stroke, extremely romantic and suave.

After waiting for the talents to wave for a while, Xiao Han, who had been watching the beautiful woman behind the curtain for a long time, finally came to his senses. He raised his head and drank a pot of wine, smiled freely, a bucket of wine, and a poem:

"A thousand strokes can paint,

Heaven and earth are astonishing in poetry,

One stroke, one poem, one universe

Unfortunately,

Beauty is like a flower across the clouds,

It's hard to draw your beauty. "

Vote, vote, vote, this is feeling, do you understand? (˙▽˙)

(End of this chapter)