The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

The sky seemed to wash, and the ship was docked at the shore, and the port had a lot of masts, which were not as severely blocked as Meng Qi imagined.

Standing at the dock was a 10-year-old girl with her hair twisted into a cloud, her skin white and tender, her nose raised, and her eyebrows clear.

She wore a pink and white dress, her skin was delicate and smooth, and the most outstanding of the five features were her eyes, mixed with the innocent and silky charm.

"The Bodhisattva has received a 'letter' from the hidden island, understands what happened, and invites Mr. Poison Hand to meet at Dale Palace." The young girl hired Tingting for a gift.

"Okay." The sea breeze shook, and Meng Qi's blue shirt shook with it, making a sound of hunting, but the whole man was as stable as a mountain, converging like a deep sea, and slowly walked downstairs.

Ying Ning's smile was bright and she gave a gift: "I don't know her sister's name."

"The little girl has a ring, an ordinary disciple on the island of Hua." The girl answered in a panic, seemingly not expecting Ying Ning to be so enthusiastic.

Ying Ning blinked at Meng Qi, held up Lehuan ’s arm, and kindly asked about Lihua Island and the Bodhisattva Bodhisattva. Lehuan didn't hide anything. They answered honestly, making Meng Qi a little more here. Divide.

Out of the dock, it is a criss-cross street with shops and street vendors, a variety of goods, and ubiquitous, faint humming sounds, when the spring is so engrossed that it heats people up, The body is crisp and difficult to travel.

There are not too many people on the road. There are lonely girls, a man and a woman walking together, and a woman surrounded by several men. From time to time, you can see meat worms rolling in the corners, skin light powder arms, * * The taste floats out repeatedly.

Lehuan led Meng Qi across the street. The target pointed directly at the mountain at the end. Just after an intersection, a beggar rushed to the side of the street. His clothes were clean but clean, and his expression was full of approval. Hold tightly the slender leg of Lehuan, and keep calling: "Female Bodhisattva, all right, all right."

"There are beggars off Lihua Island ..." Meng Qi looked around like all the old monsters, and found dozens of beggars gathered under the eaves of this street.

Lehuan frowned and kicked, breaking free from the beggar, muttering: "They are all furnaces of Bodhisattva, elders, and sisters. Because of insufficient motivation, they have lost the effectiveness of the medicine residue, and they do not have special skills. Love, can't be spoiled, can only be reduced to slaves and do some chores, but in this way, they will not be close to each other, can not enjoy the joy of men and women, the ability to seduce other disciples on the island, worse like them It ’s the same. I come here every day to beg for joy. ”

Still begging for this ... Even if it is well-informed, Meng Qi also feels cold sweat, the world. It is indeed strange, but these guys have fallen to this point, and they are not willing to leave from Lihua Island, which is enough to illustrate the temptation here. It is difficult to extricate oneself from making male and female love like "drug abuse".

Lehuan glanced at this street while talking, and her eyes suddenly freeze. Stuck in a corner.

There was also a beggar there, with ragged clothes, a foul odor, and abnormally twisted legs, as if interrupted by a begging dispute.

He was thin and emaciated, but had a sore face and nausea. He looked quite sick. His lips were peeling. His eyes flinched and he looked at Lehuan with a look of voyeurism.

"What a pity ..." Le Huan whispered, his voice was slightly hoarse, and it could shave most men's bones.

The corner of Meng Qi's mouth moved slightly, and the ring of music in the senses was blurred, as if it was dripping, and his expression was full of pity and sympathy.

"What a pity ..." She repeated, Huo Di looked at Meng Qi, pleading with words: "Mister Poison Hand, can you wait a little? He is pitiful, waiting for the little girl to give it once."

"Come on." Meng Qi was speechless and could only maintain the waves of the old monster.

It would be emotional because of this, and the teaching of joy is really amazing to normal people!

Lehuan slowly walked towards the beggar, and her gaze rose as she approached, showing a little doubt, a little timid, and a little obsessed.

Le Huan faded her pink dress and exposed her white and delicate back. She was slender, and the curves on both sides were gathered at the waist to create a thrilling beautiful arc. Then she lifted her hands and broke her hair. The blackness was like a silky waterfall. Suddenly slipped, sprinkled on his shoulders, half-covered his back, attracted many beggars grunting in unison.

Her expression was holy and compassionate. In the surprised, shocked and grateful eyes of the beggar, she stepped into the "mud" step by step like a real bodhisattva, sat down slowly, interlaced the powder white with black and yellow, and gave out a slender Turning grace.

"Sister Lehuan really has compassion ..." Ying Ning looked at Lehuan admiringly, hiding slightly behind Meng Qi, avoiding the red eyes of beggars.

Compassion ... Meng Qi felt that he had ignored the word "compassion", and then someone said that he was compassionate, and he could only curse back "You are compassionate, your whole family is compassionate!"

He looked down at the sky with vicissitudes, vicissitudes and elegance, but in reality he just asked nothing.

It is quite a rule to get away from Huadao. After witnessing such a lively scene, so many beggars did not dare to go up and push to join, but can only look at it with anticipation, expecting the female bodhisattva to show kindness and comfort the whole street.

Not long after, the beggar uttered a contented but unwilling moan, the body softened, the music ring was red with pink back, and his arms became tight.

She kissed the beggar and moved her hands down to help him straighten, but the beggar was already weak, like a collapse.

"This is also tonic?" Meng Qi frowned slightly, and said good mercy?

Ying Ningyi answered honestly: "There are gifts and offerings. Sister Lehuan's strength is not high. If she gives gifts and does not accept offerings, she will immediately boil, like the strongest spring medicine. The fire burned her heart. In fact, she just received very few offerings, which is equivalent to the consumption of two or three times a normal man and his wife and concubine. Only this beggar was injured for a long time, and his body fell into discomfort.

It's a good thing to take it for granted ... Meng Qi decided not to blame. After all, this is a Taoist field of happy Taoism, which is a special case.

Lehuan wore a coat and skirt, her face was bright with a touch of bright red, and her breath was slightly sharp. A few drops of crystalline sweat on the sides of her nose forced each beggar to reach out and returned to Meng Qi, embarrassed: " Let Mr. wait for a long time. The little girl was too emotional just now, and the joy was anxious and anxious. It was a bit unable to stand up. "

Is this something that can be discussed openly? Meng Qi once again felt the trouble of being born a normal person with three views.

He looked indifferent and nodded slightly: "Then continue to lead the way."

Lehuan glanced at Ying Ning, spit out her pink tongue, turned around, and moved forward like a weak wind.

After passing the town, stepping on the stone steps, all the way up, Meng Qi was distracted to observe the flow of the air and air from the island of Huadao and several obvious array arrangements.

Here is not just to prevent foreign enemies as described by Ying Ning, can not help but leave, judging from the hidden killing intentions of the heaven and earth air machine. There is a terrible forbidden killing array, but it is a normal medicine residue furnace. If you want to leave, the Taoist people are too lazy to stop it. If you have the time, you might as well find a new one. It's also a change of taste.

Hold your hands and climb slowly. Meng Qi seems to be deep, but he is actually rolling his thoughts and pondering the plan.

It is absolutely impossible for me to see the Bodhisattva Bodhisattva or other masters of Taoism. After reporting to the Bodhisattva Bodhisattva, the identity of the "poisonous demon monarch" will not disappear without doubt. Then lurking on Lihua Island, observing those male disciples who have certain talents to feel the overlord sword, waiting for the opportunity to catch one and change into him. Enter ** Fairy Realms.

This time must be grasped, not too early, because male disciples are often recruited. If the woman's strength is not high, she can use the fake and inferior version of Sky Demon Bliss and Illusion to conceal the sky. If the woman has a location level, her identity will be pierced, and she will be in an extremely dangerous situation. Fu escaped, and the timing should not be too late. When he was about to realize, such a disciple must be secretly monitored.

"The relationship between Xuan Nv's pulse and the happy Buddha's pulse is not a harmonious relationship. Under certain circumstances, the Shangshui Fairy will certainly not use the same dojo with the Lustful Bodhisattva ..." Meng Qi suddenly thought of something, "So there must be something here Something special, such as one of the entrances to the fairyland? "

He squinted his eyes, his expression remained unchanged, and he followed Le Huan to a splendid palace with plaques filled with love and filth:

"Daluo Palace."

A man stood at the door. His face was only forty years old, but it was covered with wrinkles, his hair was all white, and he looked quite dry. He had a dark red gap in his eyebrow, like a concealed eye, holding in his hand. With a long black bow, a quiver hanging from the waist, and seven long lacquered arrows.

Meng Qi glanced up and down, his heart moved slightly: "This friend is the 'Three Eyes Arrow God' Li Wending?"

The man's eyes were slightly cloudy and dull, and he looked at Meng Qi, showing a bit of caution and hatred: "Who are you?"

"It's a poisonous devil." Lehuan introduced, giving the man a sideways glance. "Li Wending, you have ruined the foundation and gone from a big supplement to a spite. What do you care about?"

It is really the "three-eyed arrow god" Li Wending. Meng Qi has some waves in his heart. This is a well-known figure decades ago. He is a famous disciple of first-class ancestors. He is talented and distinguished. He is famous for his archery skills. Arrow took his life 20 miles away and was once known as a promising master. Unfortunately, he disappeared before stepping onto the first floor ladder. There is no news. I never saw it today on Lihua Island!

Li Wending became short of breath, and finally pressed down, turned his body sideways, and pulled back to the side.

Meng Qi did not look any more, with the music ring in.

"He is the oldest one of the boulders alive by the Bodhisattva. Originally, there was a triple scene in the outside scene. But because of the true feelings, every time the bodhisattva mingled with other boulders, he burned himself with jealousy. God, lost his life, and finally fell from Dabu all the way to zero. If it wasn't for the bodhisattva, he would have been sent to do mixed service. "Lehuan mumbled.

"Hey, you can take in the true feelings after being picked up." Meng Qi laughed and stepped into the hall. There was a bed of gold in it, covered with blossoming white petals. A woman half-lying and leaning on two muscles On the man, handsome men with handsome faces on the sides and on both feet served with enthusiasm.

She was wearing white veil, her skin was pink and delicate, her appearance was dignified, she was always compassionate, and everywhere in the body was exuding inexplicable charm.

The Bodhisattva moved his delicate ankle and smiled slightly: "Poison hand, you have become unpredictable for many years."

I'm going, someone the poison hand knows! Meng Qi was a little stupid, and couldn't help pinching the reincarnation. (To be continued ...) 2k novel reading network