Zhu Xian: I have an incredible comprehension, and my sword can open the gates of heaven!

Chapter 124 The body of the beautiful girl in her twenties is as soft as butter, and she is so delicate and soft that she can be easily pushed down!
Xiaoxiang Pavilion is not a brothel in essence.

Most of the women in it sell their art but not their bodies. Of course, there are some exceptions. After all, as long as the money is in place, there is no question of whether to sell one's body or not.

I was just overwhelmed by your charm.

Enter Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

Just as Ji Changfeng was about to look around, a clever servant noticed him from afar.

The servant hurried over and said with a smile on his face, "Excuse me, sir, are you here to attend the poetry gathering hosted by Miss Miao?"

"Miss Miao?" Ji Changfeng was a little surprised.

The servant explained, "Miao Girl is the pseudonym of Jin Ping Er."

"So that's how it is." Ji Changfeng nodded slightly.

A wonderful girl? A wonderful boy?
It's interesting.

"Yes, I am here to participate in the poetry reading organized by Miss Miao. I wonder if there are any requirements for joining this poetry reading?" Ji Changfeng asked.

Hearing this, the servant smiled and said, "Only cultivators are invited to this poetry gathering. As long as you have the cultivation level, you can participate in the poetry gathering."

"Is that so?" Ji Changfeng nodded slightly.

The voice just fell.

Then he stretched out his hand and raised it slightly.

"Shh-"

In an instant, an invisible mental force spread out, and a candle lamp not far away was suspended in the air, as if some force was supporting it.

"How is it? Is this level of cultivation enough?" Ji Changfeng said lightly.

See this scene.

The boy's eyes widened immediately.

"Jade, a powerful being at the fourth level of Jade Purity?!"

His expression immediately became respectful, and he quickly nodded and bowed to Ji Changfeng, saying:
"Enough! Enough! Senior, please follow me."

The servant hurriedly walked in front to lead the way.

Ji Changfeng followed calmly.

The cultivation level of the fourth level of Yuqing may not seem high, but in the circle of casual cultivators, this level of cultivation can already be regarded as that of a senior master.

After all, independent cultivators have no inheritance.

The fact that they were able to cultivate to the ninth level of Jade Purity was already a great opportunity...

I followed the servant all the way to an attic.

Look around.

There were already quite a few independent cultivators sitting inside. Their cultivation base was generally not high, and basically none of them had reached the fourth level of Yuqing.

"Senior, there is a quiet private room upstairs. Would you like me to arrange one for you?" the servant asked in a flattering manner.

"It's all right."

Ji Changfeng nodded casually.

Hearing this, the servant hurriedly walked to the front to lead the way, leading Ji Changfeng upstairs.

See this scene.

Many casual cultivators around looked over.

"Private room? There are private rooms upstairs?"

"Why didn't the boy tell us when we came?"

"Tsk - look at your cultivation level of the first level of Jade Purity, are you worthy of it? The private rooms upstairs are reserved for the powerful people of the fourth level of Jade Purity, so don't come out and embarrass yourself."

This statement came out.

The group of casual cultivators around suddenly fell silent.

There was a hint of shock in their eyes, and they looked towards the stairs frequently.

The fourth level of Yuqing?

The young man just now was actually a powerful being at the fourth level of Jade Purity?

Hiss——so terrifying!
...

On the third floor of the attic, in a separate private room.

"Senior, this private room will cost an additional one hundred taels of silver." The servant said flatteringly.

Hearing this, Ji Changfeng raised his eyebrows slightly.

He casually handed over a silver note without saying anything more.

In Chishui City.

Silver notes from the mortal world are also useful.

After all, most of the monks here have not very high cultivation levels, and they all live a half-mortal, half-monk life, so silver notes are naturally one of the currencies in circulation.

The servant quickly took the banknote and said respectfully, "Senior, there is still about a quarter of an hour before the poetry gathering officially begins. If you need anything, you can call me at any time..."

"Yeah." Ji Changfeng nodded slightly.

The servant retreated respectfully, and then stood outside the private room waiting.

This is the convenience brought by cultivation.

But to be honest, the fourth level of Jade Purity can only show off its power in the casual cultivation world. In the major sects of both the righteous and evil ways, the fourth level of Jade Purity is actually nothing, at most it can only be regarded as an elite disciple who has just entered the sect.

Ji Changfeng closed his eyes and rested for a moment.

It didn't take long.

He sensed some movement coming from below the attic, and looking down through the balcony, he saw several figures walking towards the upper floors.

"Shh-"

Ji Changfeng lowered his eyes slightly and looked.

I saw a young man in blue clothes followed by two old men, and in front of them stood a servant who was bowing and nodding as he led them to the private room upstairs.

"Mr. Qin, this way—"

Listen to the servant's voice.

Ji Changfeng was thoughtful.

Master Qin?
Is that Qin Wuyan from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect?
He looked at the other person a few times with particular attention, then ignored him and raised his hand to slightly lower the brim of his hat, and continued to wait quietly.

In the next quarter of an hour.

More and more people entered the attic.

Among them, Ji Changfeng also saw Song Daren and a few others, and their private room was right next to his.

of course.

This is not the most important thing.

Ji Changfeng looked at Wen Min, who was dressed as a man, with great interest, wondering how Song Daren had persuaded Wen Min to come to Xiaoxiang Pavilion? !

"when--"

At this moment, the sound of a bell suddenly resounded throughout the entire attic, and all the monks present suddenly fell silent.

Look around.

I saw a beautiful woman with a graceful figure slowly stepping onto the platform. She had a dignified face and a plump figure. Her every move exuded endless charm. It was obvious...

She had practiced some special magic.

"Thank you all for coming to this poetry gathering. As the helmsman of Xiaoxiang Pavilion, I would like to thank you all."

The beautiful woman bowed.

Her voice was so soft and gentle that people couldn't help but want to take care of her.

But some people don't think so.

A private room on the second floor.

Bi Yao glanced at the beautiful woman on the platform with some disgust, and snorted, "Ninth level of Yuqing cultivation? Humph, it seems that this Xiaoxiang Pavilion is most likely the property of the Hehuan Sect..."

The beautiful woman in black dress beside her remained silent.

She obviously agreed with Biyao's statement.

of course.

We still need to investigate whether it is specific.

...

On the podium, the beautiful woman gave an opening speech.

Her appearance coupled with her soft and gentle tone immediately aroused the emotions of the group of casual cultivators present.

They just wanted to hold her in their arms and take good care of her.

"Next, I will not waste your time any more. I will leave the rest of the time to our wonderful girl..."

The beautiful woman smiled gently.

The voice just fell.

Then a girl in a white dress slowly walked up to the platform.

The girl was wearing a chest-length skirt, with a hint of shyness on her pretty face, sparkling eyes waiting to bloom, her hair falling on her shoulders, and her fair skin as delicate as snow...

The wonderful girl gently lifted the hem of her skirt.

Under the skirt was a pair of white jade legs and a pair of delicate jade feet wrapped in silk stockings. The petite body seemed like it would fall down with a push.

"My name is Jin Ping'er. Nice to meet you fellow Taoists."

The girl's soft voice sounded.

this moment.

Everyone's heart melted.

They stared blankly at the girl in the white dress on the platform, their hearts seemed to be touched...

But that's it.

A slightly teasing voice suddenly rang in everyone's ears.

"The body of a beautiful woman in her twenties is like butter, so soft and delicate that it is easy to be pushed down."

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