Chinese comics: meticulously crafted from the goddess of Zhu Xian

As time went by, the catastrophe became more and more tragic. Monsters and aliens had already invaded Middle-earth, and the people suffered heavy casualties. Most of the disciples sent by the righteous to investigate disappeared. The few disciples with higher attainments returned with wounds on their bodies. When they reported to the righteous teachers, they spoke highly of the horror of the monsters.

People all over the world were suffering, but the righteous people were helpless. At this time, news came out that Qingyun Sect invited all the righteous people in the world to deal with this disaster together. Immediately, all the cultivators in the world gathered to Qingyun Mountain.

In just a few days, tens of thousands of people, an unprecedented number, gathered near Qingyun Mountain, and most of them were people from Middle-earth who had fled there. In their eyes, the god-like ascetics in Qingyun Mountain were their last hope.

The Qingyun Sect, which was responsible for the reception, was extremely busy. More and more Taoists and common people came to Qingyun, and soon the guest rooms on the Tongtian Peak of the Qingyun Sect were not enough, so they had to ask other sects to open their guest rooms as well.

Fortunately, Qingyun Sect is a thousand-year-old sect with deep roots and great achievements, so it was finally accepted.

However, the Xiaozhu Peak branch among the seven branchings was not open to the outside world because it had always had female disciples and Master Shuiyue had a strange temperament. This made many young foreign disciples who had long admired it very regretful.

But no matter how to say it, although a catastrophe is imminent, this is still an unprecedented grand gathering of the righteous. Qingyun Sect is the host, and its reputation has increased rather than decreased than before. It is vague that the world has the intention to follow Qingyun's lead, and the leader of Qingyun Sect, Taoist Master Daoxuan, is now firmly sitting on the position of the world's number one person.

into the night.

The peaks of Qingyun Mountains were brightly lit, a grand sight that had not been seen in thousands of years. Far away at the foot of the mountain, as the mountain breeze blew, one could seem to hear the loud conversations and laughter of people on the mountains.

The people who were frightened by the catastrophe seemed to feel much more relaxed under such circumstances.

After all, even if the sky falls, isn’t there still a Qingyun Mountain above your head?

At this moment, the quietest place on Qingyun Mountain is probably Xiaozhu Peak.

After Qingyun Sect’s friendly explanation, all the sects strictly restricted their disciples and prohibited them from approaching Xiaozhu Peak.

After all, under the current circumstances, if a farce of a playboy were to occur, I'm afraid no one would look good.

Compared with the bustling peaks of other mountain ranges, Xiaozhu Peak is much quieter.

Occasionally, two or three beautiful female disciples of Xiaozhu Peak would walk by on the mountain road. The mountain breeze would blow gently, and the tear bamboos all over the mountain would sway together, making a rustling sound.

The moonlight was cold that night, shining on the mountain path of Xiaozhu Peak. The bamboo shadows were swaying, and their shadows were wavering on the steps of the path.

Several people were walking towards us from a distance. They were Lu Xueqi, Su Ru, Tian Ling'er, Shui Yue, and Zhen Yu.

And the one among them was none other than Ling Yi.

Some time ago, Li Xun's proposal to Lu Xueqi failed and was rejected, and Lu Xueqi boldly confessed her love to Ling Yi.

Ling Yi, who was already very famous, became the focus of countless people.

In the Qingyun Sect, many disciples were eager to come forward to discuss and ask him how he won over the fairy Lu Xueqi.

To live some quiet days.

Ling Yi simply moved directly into Xiaozhu Peak.

And tonight, he gathered together his master's wife Su Ru, his master's sister Tian Ling'er, and his master's uncles Shui Yue, Lu Xueqi, and Zhen Yu.

He could finally give the long-awaited competition a try.

At this time, they were walking towards Shuiyue's gaze.

Shuiyue's residence is quiet enough and is isolated by a formation, so no matter how loud the noise they make in the room, it will not be heard outside.

After a while, the six people came into Shuiyue's room.

When they first came in, whether it was Shuiyue, Lu Xueqi, Su Ru, Tian Ling'er, or Zhen Yu, they all felt nervous and uneasy when they thought about what was going to happen next.

After all, this was a battle they had never tried before.

Now, Ling Yi is coming with the five of them.

That scene was unbelievable.

"Don't worry, we'll come one by one, and you'll be very happy then."

Ling Yi said a word of comfort, then took Lu Xueqi, his favorite fairy, into his arms. Under the watchful eyes of her master Shuiyue and other women, he kissed her rosy lips.

Lu Xueqi's face was slightly flushed, and she glanced at her master Shuiyue, Su Ru and others from time to time, obviously feeling a little uncomfortable.

But as Ling Yi put his head in, she responded subconsciously and started kissing Ling Yi passionately.

Ling Yi's hands were not idle either. He immediately began to remove the obstructions on Lu Xueqi's body bit by bit.

After a while, Lu Xueqi's snow-white skin was revealed to Shuiyue, Su Ru, Tian Ling'er, Zhen Yu and others.

Then, they saw Lu Xueqi's jade ball being attacked continuously by the bad guy Ling Yi.

Pinch the Chibi Maruko-chan from time to time.

During this time, Lu Xueqi's snow-white skin began to turn rosy, and the sound of singing began to echo in the room.

As they watched, they thought about how they had been treated the same way by Ling Yi before, and a strange sense of excitement arose in their hearts.

There was a thud.

It was Ling Yi who pushed Lu Xueqi down and rolled onto the bed, starting a more exciting battle.

"Mom, my junior brother..." Tian Ling'er watched the fight between Ling Yi and Lu Xueqi, and actually grabbed her mother Su Ru nervously.

Su Ru swallowed her saliva, then patted her daughter on the back and consoled her: "It's okay, we have to do this sooner or later, let's just enjoy the battle with Xiao Yi from now on."

When Ling Yi had said before that he wanted them to have a big battle together, Su Ru had fantasized about it countless times.

Now that it was about to begin, she felt a little excited.

Some love nights have even begun to emerge in the Peach Blossom Land.

Chapter 2: Refreshing

Like Su Ru, Shui Yue watched her disciple Lu Xueqi and her lover Ling Yi kissing passionately in front of her, and began to attack them.

She thought that the next person to come would be herself, the master.

And fight together with my junior sisters.

A strange stimulation made her body tremble slightly.

Inside the Peach Blossom Cave, silky love continued to emerge, wetting the entrance to the Peach Blossom Cave.

Suddenly, Ling Yi, who was kissing Lu Xueqi passionately on the bed, stopped.

He held Lu Xueqi in his arms and looked at his senior sister Tian Ling'er, his master's wife Su Ru, his master's uncle Shui Yue, and the Zhen Yu Patriarch, and said, "Aren't you guys coming up? There are a lot of seats here. Also, I want to see you take the initiative. It must be very beautiful."

As Ling Yi spoke, his hand never left Lu Xueqi's snow-white jade ball. From time to time, he would tease that Chibi Maruko-chan, making Lu Xueqi hum "hmm".

"I... come~" Su Ru, a mature and beautiful woman, could no longer hold back and climbed boldly onto the bed.

Then she made an even bolder decision.

Actively release Ling Yi's stick-like weapon.

Then he leaned over, lowered his head, opened his mouth wide, and swallowed the stick-like weapon, tasting it bit by bit.

"Hiss~" Feeling his stick-like weapon entering the mouth of his master's wife Su Ru, Ling Yi took a breath of cool air and enjoyed it immensely.

The hands that held Lu Xueqi's jade ball couldn't help but use more force.

"Master's wife~ Not bad, you can eat faster, I like it very much."

"Hmm..." Su Ru's speech was unclear. She could only raise and lower her head repeatedly, tasting Ling Yi's stick-like weapon.

While Ling Yi was enjoying this refreshing service.

Thousands of miles away, it was also a deep night. The bright moon hung high in the sky, quietly looking at this earthly world.

Above the wilderness, there was also a man looking up at the cold moon. He was still dressed as a Taoist in a long-sleeved robe. On his angular face, the aura of majesty without anger was still faintly visible.

The night wind blew across the fields, swaying the wild grass. Between the fluttering of clothes and the silence, it seemed as if time had stood still.

But who can stop time? Before you know it, ten years have passed.

Someone sighed, the sound was light and slowly drifted away in the wind.

In this silence, a voice suddenly came from a distance, with a bit of smile, saying: "It's a beautiful day, the Taoist priest is enjoying the moon alone, what a good mood!"

When the voice first sounded, it was still far away, but by the time it finished speaking, it was behind the Taoist.

The Taoist took a deep breath and turned around. Under the moonlight, it was Taoist Cangsong who had colluded with the Demon Cult and betrayed Qingyun ten years ago.

Standing not far behind him was the Ghost King Sect's leader, the Ghost King, with a smile on his face.

However, at this moment, although the Ghost King's face looked normal, his white hair made him look much more haggard. Only in his eyes was there a faint flash of another blazing light, which was even more dazzling than before.

Taoist Cangsong glanced at the Ghost King's hair, and his originally calm expression suddenly changed. He said in astonishment: "Master, what's wrong with your hair..."

The Ghost King smiled faintly. He had actually expected Taoist Cangsong to have such a reaction.

For someone with such profound cultivation as him, his appearance would not change much even after a hundred years. But this time, his hair suddenly turned white, and outsiders like Cangsong who didn't know the truth were naturally very surprised, thinking that he had encountered some problems in his cultivation.

The Ghost King did not explain, and his expression did not change much. He just smiled and said, "Although you and I are both cultivators, we are still mortals after all. There will always be sad things in our lives."

Taoist Cangsong's expression fell, and he said solemnly: "Yes, I was talking too much."

The Ghost King shook his head and smiled, then walked to Taoist Cangsong with his hands behind his back and said with a smile, "Let's not talk about it. But since the battle at Qingyun ten years ago, I heard that you have been honored as a worshiper by the Ten Thousand Poison Sect and have been highly respected. I wonder if you suddenly asked me to meet you here tonight. Is there anything important? If this matter is known by that Senior Poison God, I naturally don't care, but I'm afraid it will be inconvenient for you."

Taoist Cangsong stared at the Ghost King for a long time. The Ghost King did not ask many questions, but still maintained a smile and waited with a smile.

After a while, Cangsong sighed and said, "Master, you are indeed not comparable to ordinary people. To be honest, I have an appointment to meet you tonight because I do have something important to discuss."

The Ghost King said, "Master, please speak."

Cangsong glanced at the Ghost King and said, "Master, you know that the leader of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, the Poison God, passed away three days ago."

Taoist Cangsong's voice was not loud, but it was like a thunderclap in silence. Even the Ghost King, who had great concentration, could not help but tremble. His face changed drastically and he blurted out, "What?"

Cangsong stared at the Ghost King and said, "The Poison God passed away three days ago. He left a will after his death, passing the position of the sect leader to the youngest disciple Qin Wuyan."

The Ghost King gradually calmed down, but his brows were still furrowed. Although his face was calm, his heart was like a thousand troops surging at once, with all kinds of thoughts surging in his mind.

The three major factions of the Demon Cult are confronting each other nowadays. What he fears most is this old poisonous creature from the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect who has become a spirit. As long as he is around, the Ghost King Sect will have almost no chance of pulling the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect down from the position of the number one faction of the Demon Cult.

But now, this old poisonous creature, who once seemed like he would never die, died so quietly!

The Ghost King took a deep breath, his gaze returned to Taoist Cangsong's face, and he suddenly smiled and said, "Old Senior Poison God was a highly respected senior of our Holy Church. His unfortunate death is really sad."

He spoke words of condolences, but there was no trace of sadness in his smile.

Taoist Cangsong, who was standing opposite him, also had an indifferent look on his face. It was obvious that neither of them had any nostalgia for the dead old man.

"However," the Ghost King seemed to reveal a trace of caution, and said, "How come I had never heard of this news before I came here! Although the Ten Thousand Poison Sect was very calm during these three days, no news was leaked at all."

Taoist Cangsong smiled and said with a hint of disdain: "After the old man died, although Qin Wuyan was ordered to take over the position of the head of the sect, the other disciples who rushed back to see him off refused to give up. They kept arguing over the position of the head of the sect and temporarily suppressed the news of the old man's death. Now, except for a few worshippers including me, most of the disciples of the Wandu Sect still don't know about this."

The Ghost King was such a person that he understood what was going on as soon as he heard it. A smile appeared on his face. He pondered for a moment and said to Taoist Cangsong, "This matter is of great importance. The Taoist priest told me this, which shows his kindness. I am very grateful."

Taoist Cangsong smiled and said, "I dare not."

The Ghost King's eyes flickered, and he asked, "Master, do you have anything else to say? Feel free to say it."

Taoist Cangsong snorted and said, "The Sect Master is a wise and capable leader, so I won't beat around the bush. The Ten Thousand Poison Sect now has no place for me, Cangsong, so I hope the Sect Master will take me in for the sake of our past acquaintance."

The Ghost King was stunned and said, "Master, what are you talking about? I have been waiting for such a person like you for many years. But you have always been in a high position in the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, and we are both from the Holy Church, so I dare not invite you rashly. Could it be that after the death of Senior Poison God, something has changed?"

Taoist Cangsong nodded and said, "The Sect Master has a sharp eye. The Poison God is indeed good to me, but I have never been on good terms with Qin Wuyan. Moreover, the people of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect are fighting for the position this time. The masters of the sect are all standing on their own hills and confronting each other. In my opinion, even if someone can unify the Poison Sect and hold the position firmly, his vitality will definitely be greatly damaged and he cannot fight for a day."

The Ghost King laughed loudly, and his laughter was quite loud, echoing across the wilderness. After a moment, he stopped smiling and said seriously, "Master, don't worry. Qin Wuyanhuang is a child who doesn't know your talent. Please come to my Ghost King Sect and serve me. Follow your heart and you won't have to worry about anything."

Taoist Cangsong was delighted and nodded, saying, "Thank you so much, Sect Master."

The Ghost King smiled and nodded, his eyes flashed, and said:

"Since the Taoist priest and I are already a family, I would like to ask the Taoist priest, among all the disciples of the Poison God, who has the best chance of inheriting the position of the sect leader?"

Cangsong pondered for a long time and said, "Although the masters in the sect are confronting each other separately, in my opinion, Qin Wuyan still has the greatest chance of winning in the end. Although he is young, he is very scheming and has inherited the true teachings of the Poison God. He should not be underestimated.

It's just that he was injured in the Western Death Marsh a few months ago and has not recovered yet, so his brothers took advantage of the situation. Otherwise, with his ability, those useless brothers would not be his opponents. "

After hearing this, the Ghost King talked with Cangsong for a while, then returned to the Ghost King Sect, gathered everyone together, and told them about Cangsong's appointment as the worshiper. He said, "The reason why I asked you to come here to discuss today is mainly because Taoist Cangsong has a plan that can help our Ghost King Sect wipe out the Ten Thousand Poison Sect in one fell swoop..."

Everyone was shocked. The Ten Thousand Poison Sect had always been known as the best among the three major sects of the Demon Cult. Although the Poison God, their biggest threat, was dead, the dead was still alive. Even if the Ghost King Sect used all its strength, it would still be difficult to bring down the Ten Thousand Poison Sect in one fell swoop. Even if they could do it, they would probably suffer heavy losses, and the Hehuan Sect, who were watching coldly from the sidelines, would benefit in vain.

"Oh, there is such a good idea. I would like to ask for your advice." Someone said.

Taoist Cangsong was not modest either. He nodded slightly to the Ghost King, looked around at everyone, and said, "Do you know what people are most afraid of right now?"

When this irrelevant question was asked, Ghost King Sect and others were all stunned.

You Ji said, "Of course they are the man-eating beasts in the southern border. Why are you bringing up these monsters, Taoist priest?"

After his initial surprise, Mr. Ghost, who was sitting next to the Ghost King, suddenly nodded slightly under his black veil and murmured, as if he had thought of something.

Taoist Cangsong said to You Ji: "This strategy is to fall on these beast monsters. Otherwise, with the strength of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, whoever wants to swallow it will be seriously injured."