I cast eternal life with the seeds of Tao

On the top floor of Jinfeng Pavilion, in the west wing.

With the end of the golden autumn night banquet, the hustle and bustle in Jinfeng Pavilion dispersed, the bright moon shone brightly, and the pink tent in the wing was as warm as spring.

At this moment, Zhao Heng, who was taking a shower and changing clothes, returned to the west wing, served by two maids.

The wing room is elegantly decorated, decorated with mirrors, screens, incense burners, and embroidery stands. There is also a wide and long soft bed with exquisite carvings and a thin gauze tent. It can sleep five or six people without feeling crowded at all.

When Zhao Heng entered the wing, the first thing he saw was the four charming oirans lined up in the living room, like four delicate flowers.

The four girls had finished dressing up, now put on light makeup, put on the most gorgeous dresses and the most exquisite jewelry, and showed their best side to Zhao Heng.

The Spring Dew Oiran has a fiery figure, is delicate and charming, the Summer Lotus Oiran is pure and beautiful, with a gentle temperament, the Winter Snow Oiran has a cold demeanor and skin as white as snow, and the Autumn Moon Oiran is heroic, wild and flexible.

Four oiran ladies with different styles, but all as beautiful as flowers, stand side by side.

Seeing Zhao Heng walking into the side room, all the girls saluted him.

"I've met Mr. Zhao."

At this scene, even Zhao Heng couldn't help but stare blankly, his eyes sweeping over the four girls' pretty faces and graceful bodies.

Then, the maid voluntarily stepped back and closed the door.

In the wing room, only Zhao Heng and the four oiran ladies were left.

The warm yellowish candlelight in the wing reflected on the faces of the four beauties, making them even more radiant. They had just bathed, with a moving fragrance on their bodies, and their hair was still a little moist, along with their skin and eyes. All moist.

"Ahem... Four ladies, it's getting late. A moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold. It's time for us to rest."

Zhao Heng coughed lightly and said.

When the four girls heard this, red clouds rose on their pretty faces at the same time.

Although the four women have different personalities, including gentleness and fierceness, they are all geishas and they are all innocent.

He had to sacrifice his body tonight, and there were four women serving one person, so naturally he couldn't help himself.

The four oirans nodded shyly.

Qiuyue said: "Zhao Lang... let's undress you first."

With that said, the four girls came forward to help Zhao Heng undress.

Zhao Heng waved his hand and said: "Hey... no need. Four ladies, please turn around first and I will take off your clothes myself. I will come back later to help you undress in person!"

A wicked smile appeared on Zhao Heng's face, and he reached out to grab the lapel of his clothes and pulled it to both sides.

"ah……!"

The girls gave a sweet cry, covering their faces in embarrassment and turning their heads away.

As a "rustling" sound came, the four girls' faces turned red with embarrassment and their bodies trembled slightly.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Lang, who looked so polite and upright just outside, would be so wild and wild now.

The four girls felt ashamed and scared, but at the same time there was a hint of expectation.

After a moment, Zhao Heng's voice came from behind the four girls.

"Four ladies, I have taken off my clothes. Please turn around."

Hearing this, the four girls' hearts beat wildly, and finally they slowly turned around.

However, when they turned back.

The shy expressions on the four women's faces froze for a moment.

Immediately, their expressions became dull and they stood there expressionlessly.

Opposite them, Zhao Heng was neatly dressed and expressionless, with swirling white light flashing in his eyes.

"Psychomania!"

This is the second secret technique derived from the fifth level of Self-Wang Qi Technique.

It can induce hallucinations and plunge people into extremely realistic illusions.

The stronger the power of spiritual consciousness of the person who performs the spell, the longer the other person will be trapped in the illusion, and the more real it becomes.

On the contrary, if the person who is deceived has too strong spiritual consciousness, not only will he not be deceived, but he will even have a backlash against Zhao Heng.

The four oirans in front of them, except for Qiuyue oiran, who possesses the eighth level of body tempering realm, the other three are ordinary people.

Compared with theirs, Zhao Heng's spiritual power was like the difference between the ocean and well water.

The four of them instantly fell into an illusion and were unable to extricate themselves.

After a moment, the light in Zhao Heng's eyes dimmed, but the four girls still looked dull.

Zhao Heng said calmly: "Ms. Qiuyue, stay here. The other three ladies will wait for me on the bed first."

"yes!"

The three women responded and climbed onto the show couch.

Qiuyue took the initiative to come to Zhao Heng.

Zhao Heng stared at this woman, and the power of his spiritual thoughts swept back and forth on her body, and finally found a trace of cold aura fluctuations.

This aura is very weak. It is not emitted by Qiu Yue itself, but seems to be contaminated from elsewhere. It has been very faded and will probably disappear in a few days.

"It is indeed the aura of a demonic warrior."

After confirming the existence of this aura, Zhao Heng narrowed his eyes and suddenly became wary.

This kind of cold and evil technique can only be practiced by demonic warriors.

After all, Zhao Heng is also half a demonic warrior, and he is very familiar with similar auras.

During these days, he wandered around the imperial capital and inspected many places in the imperial capital with the power of his spiritual consciousness. There was no aura of a demonic warrior in any of them.

Zhao Heng originally thought that there should be no enemies sneaking into the imperial capital.

Now it seems that I guessed wrong. There are indeed demonic warriors operating within the empire, but they are hidden very deep.

Zhao Heng immediately asked: "Miss Qiuyue, have you had any contact with demonic warriors recently?"

But Qiuyue shook her head in confusion: "I don't know, what is a demonic warrior?"

Zhao Heng continued to ask: "Have you come into contact with any suspicious strangers recently?"

Qiuyue continued to shake her head, "Recently, I have been practicing archery for the Golden Autumn Night Banquet. Except for the servants around me and my mother in the pavilion, I have not come into contact with strangers."

Zhao Heng frowned. Under the spirit-taking technique, the other party could not lie. It seemed that she was indeed infected with these auras unintentionally.

Although some clues were found, there was no clue to continue the investigation, which made Zhao Heng a little helpless.

He couldn't help but worry about the safety of the queen in the palace.

"I don't know who the target of these magic warriors is?

But no matter what, I must strengthen my control over the harem!"

Tonight, I will show my skills in the Golden Phoenix Pavilion, showing my peerless literary talent and magical archery.

I believe that after tonight, Zhao Wuji's name will resound throughout the imperial capital.

The concubines, princes and princesses in the palace will definitely hear about my deeds.

In addition, as an imperial physician in the Imperial Hospital, he will most likely be summoned frequently.

As long as he establishes multiple lines of contact with the harem, he can explore the situation of the entire harem and form a surveillance network.

Today, Zhao Heng was more convinced of the existence of magic warriors in the imperial capital.

After asking, he looked at the charming courtesan Qiuyue and the three courtesans who were lying on the bed.

Zhao Heng couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and his mouth was dry.

From Zhao Heng's point of view, although the four women were not stunning, they were also women of superior appearance and innocent. It was impossible for him not to be tempted by such a posture of letting the man pick them.

Zhao Heng also felt a little distracted and ready to move, but he really didn't dare to mess around.

It was really because his current physique and ability in that aspect were extraordinary.

Even Qiuyue, a woman in the eighth level of the body tempering realm, couldn't withstand his whipping.

What's more, the other three women were just ordinary people. Once he let loose, it would probably cause great harm to them.

Besides, although Zhao Heng was not a gentleman, he was not a person who indulged in lust.

So Zhao Heng immediately practiced his skills to calm the restlessness in his body and did not do the "beastly thing".

But "acting must be done in full", and now he has become the guest of the four courtesans.

If he does nothing all night, wouldn't he be worse than a beast?

Tomorrow, the four courtesans will spread this matter, making a joke is a small matter, but it will be troublesome if people with ulterior motives doubt his identity.

Fortunately, Zhao Heng already had an idea.

"Although I can't do anything to them personally, I must make the four courtesans think that I have done everything!"

After a little thought, Zhao Heng's eyes flickered again...

So, that night, the lights in the west wing of the fifth floor of the Golden Phoenix Pavilion went out.

Then, the "creaking" sound of the bed swinging, and the four courtesans' flattering and charming cries one after another, resounded inside and outside the wing.

And it lasted until the second half of the night before it gradually died down.