The Immortal of the Yin and Yang Realm

In the cave, the great elder looked at everything in front of him and saw that the altar was changing, but on the altar, the nine people did not notice anything.

The black-robed disciple Mingzhao has entered another mysterious and mysterious realm. Here he has entered an ideal land where everything he wants is available. He looks at the beautiful scenery in front of him.

In the empty and quiet valley, there are countless beautiful concubines. The valley is bustling with prosperity, splendid palaces, and unparalleled beauty. He is being dragged into the valley by these beauties. The jasper in this palace is beautiful. , the table is full of delicacies, the best spiritual fruits and fine wines, looking at the carved beams and painted pillars in the main hall, these decorations are full of splendor, colorful, and they are not mundane at first sight.

"Fairyland..., this must be a fairyland. Only fairyland can be like this. I didn’t expect that I, Liu Mingzhao, have such a fate. I can go to this fairyland. This life is enough for me.……"

The black-robed disciple looked at everything in front of him. His eyes could no longer see enough. He kept talking, and his voice was trembling. At the end of the sentence, tears filled the corners of his eyes with excitement.

"Hee hee hee"

"Hahaha"

"Hahaha."

He is surrounded by beautiful women. These women are all dressed in gauze palace clothes. Their plump figures are looming. Their charming laughter is constantly echoing around him. This laughter is like magic. The more you listen to it, the better it sounds. Gradually, About to sink in

"How is it here?"

A shy beauty, holding a delicate silk handkerchief in her hand, looked at him with a pretty face, an intoxicating smile on her lips, and asked him softly.

"good"

"Are we beautiful?"

Then a plump fairy with a pretty face spun around in front of him. Her tulle skirt made her spin even more beautiful. After spinning around, the fairy walked up to him. , holding a silk handkerchief in his hand, asked him playfully

"Beautiful, there is no one more beautiful than you."

The black-robed shaman disciples couldn't take their eyes away from the beautiful fairies in front of them. They were all dizzy and their eyes were blurred.

"Then would you like to stay with us? Always together, right here."

A beautiful girl of fifteen or sixteen years old appeared next to him, with red lips and white teeth, a small cherry mouth, a slightly raised nose, big eyes and willow eyebrows. This woman's face turned out to be the same as that of the sealed woman in the cave.

She is young and beautiful, with a smile on her pretty face with baby fat. The moment this woman smiles, you can feel the sun shining brightly. This feeling is the intuitive feeling of the current black-robed shaman disciple Liu Mingzhao.

"Here, right here, together."

Black-robed shaman disciple Liu Mingzhao looked at the woman in green in front of him infatuatedly. The smile was so beautiful and warm. He seemed to feel the warm sunshine shining on him, and a slight warm wind blowing through his body. , a sense of comfort that comes from the soul. This is the baptism of the spirit and the sublimation of the soul. So he looked at the woman in green clothes in front of him and murmured unconsciously.

"Great, you can't go back on your word."

The beautiful woman in green clothes jumped for joy when she heard what he said, and the smile on her face bloomed like a flower. As she spoke, she reached out to hook up with her.

A green jade hand, the palm of which was like white jade, half of the palm , half of the finger, with plump and rosy skin, this is the jade hand of a fairy, the supreme god of the hand-controllers in the world, just like the boy's belief

"Well, no regrets."

The black-robed shaman disciple stretched out his hand to hook up with the beautiful woman in green clothes, and hooked their hands together. Liu Mingzhao's eyes at this time were not intoxicated at all, but only gentle and tender. He woke up, but , he still chose to hook up with the woman in front of him. He knew that this was an irreversible contract, and he also knew that he might never be able to get out, but he did not regret it.

"You actually woke up?"

The beautiful woman in green clothes looked at the man in black robe in surprise. Shouldn't he be intoxicated in beauty forever? Why is he still awake? And did he sign a contract with her when he was awake? Is this man a fool? ?

"Yes, I woke up. You shouldn't have appeared. You evoked the last holiness in my heart, the last trace of purity."

Black-robed shaman disciple Liu Mingzhao looked at the woman in green in front of him as he spoke. As he spoke, a teardrop fell from the corner of his eye. His originally thin and gloomy face was now filled with infinite tenderness.

"Is it a girl?"

The beautiful woman in Tsing Yi looked at Liu Mingzhao. The smile on her face had disappeared. Her face was expressionless and her eyes were looking at him coldly. She asked in a slightly cold tone.

"It was a girl, a girl who was my childhood sweetheart. In the end, I refused.……"

The black-robed disciple Liu Mingzhao had a gentle face, looked into the void, entered into memories, and said slowly

"I don't want to hear it. I'm not interested in hearing your story."

But at this time, the cold-hearted woman in green didn't want to listen anymore. She interrupted him. There were no fairyland beauties around at this time. It was just a cave. There was an altar in the center of the cave, and there were four stone pillars around the altar. , there are four blue-black iron ropes on the stone pillars

"Can I still go out now?"

Black-clothed disciple Liu Mingzhao was not angry when she interrupted her memory. He just asked her lightly.

"No, you will take my place, trapped here forever, and I will be free."

The woman in green shook her head indifferently and said to him coldly.

"I do not believe."

Liu Mingzhao shook his head. He is not a stickman who doesn't understand anything. He has also read many ancient books in the shamanistic collection. He understands this situation. It's not just the previous owner of this altar who left behind some tricks. Well, what's there to be afraid of?

"Humph, then give it a try."

The beautiful woman in green had a cold face, snorted disdainfully, and looked at the black-robed shaman disciple in front of her.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time, saw that the five aggregates are empty, and survived all the hardships. Relics, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true for feelings, thoughts, and awareness. Relics are all dharmas that are empty, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, neither increasing nor decreasing. That is why there is no color in the air, no thoughts, no thoughts, no eyes and ears, no nose, tongue, body and mind, and no colorless sound.……"

The black-robed shaman disciple actually sat cross-legged, holding a Buddhist treasure seal and a lotus flower on his hand. He kept chanting the Buddhist Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra in his mouth. His face, which was originally thin and gloomy, turned out to be solemn and solemn at this time, and he really had a spirit. The charm of Buddhism

"Hahaha, ridiculous, it is a huge irony that a dignified disciple of shamanism actually studies Buddhist scriptures."

When the woman in green clothes saw that the black-robed shaman disciple actually knew the Buddhist Heart Sutra skills, she burst into laughter. After laughing, a look of anger appeared on her face. She angrily scolded the black-robed shaman disciple Liu Mingzhao in disgust.