The Second Immortal Road

Although Concubine Yu is a cultivator, she is really accomplished in the mundane Confucianism of poetry and poetry, and she can actually write one or two poems. Even a layman like Han Ming can also detect Concubine's talent. Yes, although it is not the best, it is not bad among nearly a thousand scholars.

Perhaps even considering the prestige of the painting boat in the city lord’s mansion, a small song that Concubine Pu casually came into the top ten, and the other nine poems were sent to the painting boat, and the oiran selected the final winner.

Of course, before the results came out, the ten talented scholars still had to get on the central painting boat. The oiran stood behind the curtain and glanced at them secretly. They should be selected together according to their looks, manners, and clothes.

The oiran had a huge shelf. Only ten talented scholars were allowed to take their book boys on the boat. No one else was allowed to board the boat. Even the boats of the City Lord’s Mansion were not allowed. In the end, Han Ming had no choice but to follow his son. Boarded the Oiran's ship.

While the other scholars were climbing up the ladder ropes lifted from the big Oiran ship, Han Ming and Concubine Pu lightly touched the painting boat under their feet, and they floated on the opposite painting boat easily. Let the eyes of the San Young Master of the City Lord's Mansion light up slightly.

The third son of the city lord's mansion smiled, he was right, these two popularity is extraordinary, really have a lot of origin, extraordinary skill, look young, but this light skill is not comparable to the first-class master of martial arts.

Floating on the painting boat together, someone greeted him immediately, and at a glance he saw the priority and automatically assigned Concubine Concubine to the son and Han Ming to the book boy.

"My son, please!" A small servant arched his hands.

"Xiao Hanzi, let me go in with the son!" Concubine Xiao didn't know where he took out a black jade folding fan, lightly unfolded, and walked forward with grace, while Han Ming shook his head and smiled. Behind Concubine Xi, walked inside. Since Concubine Xi was interested, he just continued to play. Anyway, he has more time now.

After walking a few steps inside, Han Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, his face showed a little unexpected color, he raised his head and looked at Concubine Lu, but he still smiled at the other party, and fanned Mo Yu fan lightly. .

"There are mana fluctuations here, and the level is not low, it has reached the early stage of the formation of alchemy!" Han Ming transmitted the sound to Concubine Po.

"Follow him, there will be chants, I'm here to look for the oiran, not to look for him, you are not allowed to show your magic power, don't scare people away, then it will be boring, and the oiran will not be worth seeing. Concubine Yu shook her head grinningly, and looked inside curiously. Although she could completely control her surroundings for dozens of miles and look at anyone's face by just letting out her mental energy, she didn't do so.

It is flavorful if you hold the pipa half-hidden, if you can see through it at a glance, then it is boring.

"It's good if you are happy!" Han Ming nodded helplessly, and ignored the early pill formation monk in the middle of the painting boat. If people don't offend me, Han Ming doesn't mind that Concubine Concubine Han leaves quietly after having fun. Anyway, a pill formation. It was impossible to detect the cultivation of the fake babies of both of them in the early stage.

Not long after, ten talented men gathered together. Some of them were thin and ordinary. At first glance, they knew that they were not from wealthy people. Some were luxuriously dressed, all of aristocratic appearance, and some of their footsteps. Weary, pale, with a look of excessive indulgence...Of course, there is also the "good son" of Concubine Yu, who is extraordinary, dressed luxuriously, and looks beautiful and unreal, easily crushing the surroundings Of scholars.

Concubine Yu was holding her right hand behind her, and her left hand was on her abdomen. Her aura was so strong that the oppressed scholars were ashamed of themselves and couldn't bring up the thoughts of comparison at all. The eyes of Concubine Yu were somewhat dodged, and the little servant girls around looked at them. Concubine Pu's eyes were flushed.

Scanning the surrounding area, Han Ming shook his head silently. The faint aura emitted by the cultivator is not something that a group of mortals can compete with. Luster, a look can shock ordinary people.

The poem meeting in the back seemed to have nothing to do with talent. The choice was all based on the oiran’s preferences. Concubine Yu was so prominent. It was a bit rare to want to be selected or not. The result was indeed the case. There was a figure behind a curtain on the second floor. Soon after flashing, a handmaid came out to spread the word, saying that it was the Oiran lady who had chosen the black robe son Moyu.

Amidst the enviable gazes of others and the sighs of sighs, Concubine Yu stepped forward and walked toward the mahogany stairs with her head upright. Han Ming smiled slightly, and gently raised her foot forward, and slowly followed.

Passing through the rows of beautiful maids and some guards with knives, Concubine Yu and Han Ming were taken to a large room, with a large bed two feet long and wide in the middle, hanging down around it. There are a lot of pink curtains, and the four corners of the room are still burning with curls of sandalwood, and the decoration is quite luxurious.

On the big bed in the middle, there is a half-lying and half-lying figure, even through the layers of curtains, you can see the other side's bumpy, extremely hot body, with only a few strands of translucent silk satin on the body. The scene, where is the posture of talking about poetry.

Han Ming's face sank a little. It seems that this so-called Oiran Poetry Club, fighting and talking about poems on Oiran is just a joke.

A rather beautiful maid walked up slowly, grabbed Han Ming's sleeve, and whispered softly: "Little son, please come with the slave's house and go to the side room, let your son and my lady talk about poetry! "

"Talking about poetry, so elegant, why do you want to be on the bed?" Han Ming sneered, shaking his sleeves and pushing away the maid beside him.

"The book boy from Moyu's family is so straightforward, and so good martial arts!" Qian Ying, who was half leaning on the big boat, slowly stood up, stretched out her slender arm, and opened the curtains towards this place. Come step by step.

The oiran walked out of the curtain, revealing all his face, but he was a beauty with a natural beauty. Her body was half naked, only two fluttering silks blocking her chest and waist, very seductive and irritating.

"Oiran turned out to be like this, it's really disappointing!" Concubine Pu looked at the big beauty in front of her, all the curiosity on her face disappeared, replaced by a trace of annoyance.

I finally got some interest, strolling around the secular lantern festival, and I was looking forward to seeing the famous oiran. I thought I could see some strange women with good talents, personality, etc., but I didn’t expect a lot of waste copper. iron.

"What's the meaning of Mr. Mo Yu's words? Is it because his concubine's appearance is ugly? He couldn't get into the eyes of the young man!" The oiran felt like weeping when he heard the words. He actually stuck directly in front of Concubine Lu, and said pitifully, but waited for her. When it was pasted in front of Concubine Pu, it was a sandal mouth, spraying out a pink mist, covering Concubine Pu's face.

"It's interesting. In so many years, you are the first to see me as a puppet, but you are not surprised, but your appearance is also the first person in the past 100 years. Be merciful and play for a few more years!" Another giggle came from the big bed, and a woman with ordinary appearance but quite seductively dressed came out from behind the big bed.

The woman walked up to the dull-eyed Concubine Lu, stretched out a finger, dragged Concubine's delicate chin, and sighed: "It's really pretty tight, but it's even a little thin, like a woman. Be firm, that would be great!"

"It's interesting, you are going to catch me and use me as a cauldron? Then you have to ask me if the person next to me agrees!" Concubine Yu rolled her eyes with black anger, and slowly opened her eyes, with a smile Said non-smilingly.

"I just agreed, how can you be her cauldron? I haven't heard that two female cultivators can double cultivation, and your cultivation is higher than her, how can you be her cauldron in the early stage of alchemy!" Han Ming walked up slowly, waved his hand gently, and smashed the oiran directly into pieces ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but it was not flesh and blood, the oiran, who was beautiful and fragrant, turned out to be a real-life puppet.

"Pill formation period!" The ordinary female cultivator was startled when she saw this scene, she flashed her figure, took a few steps back, looked at Han Ming and Concubine Xi with solemn expression, and asked: "Who are you guys!"

Han Ming stared at the female nun coldly, and smiled happily: "Is it true that my friends didn’t get together? Back then, I swore that if there is a chance, I will convulse you and regret being a human being. Thinking that you are still alive, gave me this opportunity!" While speaking, Han Ming slowly took off the Monkey King mask.

Seeing Han Ming's familiar face but not remembering it clearly, the female sister was a little confused, and after thinking about it, she said: "Who is your ex, but you have confessed to the wrong person. The concubine has never offended you with such a knot. Don’t forget it! If you’re offended by the matter just now, don’t mind, the concubine didn’t know the identity of the two immortal cultivators, so he did it rashly!"

"Oh, you can't remember me anymore, then I will help you think about it, more than one hundred and eighty years ago, you had a brother, that was killed by me, and then you chased and killed me for a long time!" Han Ming cracked his mouth, revealing his white teeth. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "The Second World of Immortals", WeChat pays attention to "Excellent Reading Literature", chats about life, and finds friends~