The night is as cool as water and the stars are in the sky.

Yang Xingzhou stepped on the fire bird, rode the wind and broke through the air, and arrived at a height of tens of feet directly above the Daming Palace, overlooking the high and low buildings in the palace.

After separating from Qin Mengyao, he left the State Guesthouse, summoned the firebird, and flew over the imperial city.

After having a conversation with Qin Mengyao just now, Yang Xingzhou could clearly feel that the friendship shown by this woman was very different from the feeling of getting along with each other in Shuangxiu Mansion. Yang Xingzhou was so itchy that he almost launched a pursuit offensive against Qin Mengyao, but once

When I thought that the other party was a monk, I immediately lost interest.

What Yang Xingzhou hates the most about Cihang Jingzhai is that Jingzhai belongs to the Buddhist sect and considers himself a monk in every aspect. However, the female disciples in the sect are more beautiful than the last, and their temperaments are extremely ethereal and pure. Although they are Buddhist disciples, they are...

But he pays more attention to his skin than anyone else.

From this point alone, Yang Xingzhou had great doubts about the nature of Cihang Jingzhai.

It is said that all illusions are false, but the biggest killer weapon of Cihang Jingzhai is the color of the disciples in the sect. Under the temptation of this color, many masters of the magic sect and righteous gentlemen have almost all fallen and become their subordinates.

Even Pang Ban couldn't resist Yan Jing'an's appearance. At Yan Jing'an's request, he got off the donkey and retreated from the world for twenty years. Finally, Pang Ban practiced the magic of cultivating demons in the heart of the Tao, and Yan Jing'an was also on the white road.

We have gained a huge reputation and it is a win-win situation this time.

It is said that Shan Yu is unparalleled in her ability to charm, but compared to the women of Cihang Jingzhai, her ability to charm is still far behind, because the descendants of Jingzhai carry a moral stick, use justice as their banner, and use light as their banner.

The theme is that a man emerges from the dust, without any trace of ordinary people, to choose an emperor for heaven, with such great courage that it is rarely seen in the world.

In the past, Yang Xingzhou formed an organization called "Heavenly Court" in the world of Xiao Li Feidao. What he did was similar to what the disciples of Cihang Jingzhai did. It was just more domineering and hidden than Cihang Jingzhai, but the essence was

Same.

Therefore, Yang Xingzhou looked down upon Cihang Jingzhai's practices. When did the female disciples of Cihang Jingzhai stop being beautiful and stop talking about "all the people in the world"?

I have truly stepped into the door of spiritual practice.

Qin Mengyao is quite good. From beginning to end, her biggest goal is to pursue the way of heaven. For her, she can help with the rise and fall of the world. If she can't help, she will not forcefully intervene. She is still like a monk.

In the world of the Tang Dynasty, Cihang Jingzhai’s bitchiness was clearly revealed. The series of actions of the female disciple Shi Feixuan at that time were really eye-opening. Both the protagonists at that time were raped by Shi Feixuan.

It is played between the hands of others, almost always being led by the nose, which is extremely uncomfortable to watch. Of course, this may also be the author's own bad taste, which leads to this situation.

In any case, Yang Xingzhou had always had a very bad impression of Cihang Jingzhai. Yan Jing'an and Qin Mengyao were somewhat better, and they did not make him feel disgusted, but they did not make him admire them either.

This is also the thing that puzzles Lang Fanyun, Li Ruohai and others the most.

At that time in Shuangxiu Mansion, Yang Xingzhou felt a vague sense of alienation towards Qin Mengyao. Although it was not revealed on the surface, both Lang Fanyun and Li Ruohai were both people with clear minds, and Qin Mengyao could sense them all.

Naturally, we can also find the weirdness in this.

It is for this reason that Qin Mengyao became extremely curious about Yang Xingzhou, and could not help but be attracted by the unique temperament exuded by Yang Xingzhou, and fell in love.

However, Yang Xingzhou has a contradictory personality. He is selfish and cruel, but also full of a sense of justice. He is timid and fearful, but he is willing to risk his life for some things. The whole person is a collection of contradictions. Although he looks unhappy with Cihang Jingzhai,

But he also likes Qin Mengyao's body very much.

"After all, this disciple of Cihang Jingzhai may have a dirty mind, but his body is still relatively good..."

He has countless princes and concubines in other small worlds, has met countless beauties, and is serious about every relationship. But once he is separated from those small worlds, he forgets them all, as if his wives and children do not exist.

Too often, treat everything as a dream, and only the main world is real.

The magnificent scenery of the capital city is as far as the eye can see.

First of all, the most eye-catching thing is the city wall that stretches out in the distance, surrounding the capital, and is even as high as a five-story building. Secondly, there are the Ghost King's Mansion in the Qingliang Mountain in the northwest, the Stone City, and the Qingliang Ancient Temple at the highest point. The entire capital city has a panoramic view, and it is awe-inspiring.

For spectacular.

Yang Xingzhou's eyes slowly roamed around. When he landed on Panlong Mountain below, his eyes condensed and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

That is the location of the palace harem. Deep in the dense forest, there is a small village hidden in it. There are dozens of simple thatched huts in this small village, built along the stream, well-proportioned, let nature take its course.

There is a natural interest.

This is the eunuch village.

When the masters of the Jing Nian Zen Sect became eunuchs to protect Zhu Yuanzhang from the palace, this village became the place where they lived. Although they were eunuchs, they were different from ordinary eunuchs after all. They usually took turns to be Zhu Yuanzhang's special guards and would go to work after their work.

Come back here and practice meditation.

Only their transcendental status made Zhu Yuanzhang willing to tolerate their self-cultivation. Zhu Yuanzhang's gratitude and courtesy to them far exceeded that of any courtiers. Only these eunuchs were the group of people he trusted the most.

The Firebird carried Yang Xingzhou and swooped down. In an instant, it reached a height of more than ten feet away from the path at the foot of the mountain. It spread its wings and slid smoothly.

Yang Xingzhou's body flashed, and the person had disappeared from the bird's back. The next moment, he appeared on a narrow mountain road, with his hands behind his back, walking towards the small village he just saw.

There was no one around, it was silent, only the stars and the moon were in the sky, and mist was rising.

It's almost the fourth day now.

The first thing you see is a square pavilion.

On the pavilion, there are eight words written on the horizontal eyebrows: "Purify your mind and purify your thoughts, and leave no trace of your mistakes."

Yang Xingzhou looked up at the eight characters for a moment, shook his head, laughed, and continued walking forward.

There is a gurgling stream next to the pavilion, and next to the stream on the other side is a small hillock that bends with the water. The scenery is quiet and elegant.

After passing Xiaogang, the mountain road winds up and is lined with ancient trees. After turning a corner, a moss-covered archway appears in front of us.

The thick and vigorous tree trunks, the dense evergreen leaves, and the archway engraved with the four characters "Clean dust and wash thoughts" form a beautiful pattern.

After passing the archway, the road suddenly opens up to the left, with a pool of clear water running straight ahead. Behind the trees, a small house can be seen, and a stream slowly flows out of it.

Yang Xingzhou stepped forward gently, his pace was not urgent or slow, which is the frequency of ordinary people walking. However, with one step, he would naturally span a distance of seven to eight feet. One moment he was still on the hill, and the next moment he was at the bottom of the mountain. But

It feels nothing out of the ordinary, just like it should be.

The surrounding scenery quickly moved away from him on both sides. Houses, firewood stacks, stone mortars by the stream, and waterwheels all flashed past him, and the scenes in his field of vision kept changing.

Until the house was gone, he didn't see anyone.

Yang Xingzhou was visiting the mountain village in a strange state when he suddenly stopped, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and then slowly turned around.

I saw a man in a white robe with a head as smooth as a mirror in a clump of flowers and trees that was still deserted just now. He was looking at a clump of flowers and trees with his back.

This man was a little taller than Pang Ban and Lang Fanyun, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and long and straight legs. He had the momentum and grace to lift him up into the clouds.

Yang Xingzhou took a long breath, looked at the white-robed monk in front of him, and sighed: "Amazing! As expected of Ying Yuan's son! You are still the first person in the world who can appear within three feet of me without being noticed by me.

One! Neither Pang Ban nor Lang Fanyun can do this!"

The bald man in front of him, with his back to Yang Xingzhou, as tall as a cypress and as quiet as the deep sea, must be Chuanying's son, Yingyuan Living Buddha, the Lama Monk King!

Apart from this person, even Pang Ban and Lang Fanyun could not appear silently within three feet of Yang Xingzhou without being noticed by him. Only this perverted master who returned to the world after half a step was broken.

, to achieve this.

The surroundings gradually became brighter.

Half of the bright moon broke through the clouds, revealing its unparalleled beauty in the dark night sky, illuminating everything in front of it.

Ying Yuan on the opposite side slowly turned around, and the speed of turning was astonishingly consistent with the speed of the moon breaking through the dark clouds in the sky. When the moonlight filled the earth, he just turned around, and the mystery was as mysterious as it was mysterious.

Yang Xingzhou gathered his eyes and saw his face.

His heaven is vast, his nose is straight, and his skin is as smooth as a baby. He looks very young, but there is a strange feeling that makes people feel that he has experienced such a long time that he has existed since the beginning of the universe.

If we talk about Pang Ban's perfect coldness, the waves turning over the clouds are the elegance of the clouds, and Li Ruohai's domineering heroic spirit. But what he possesses is a kind of characteristics that cannot be described in detail and a spirit of agility that transcends the ability of words.

Covering all areas. This is a figure that no one can see without being moved by.

He can only be described as unfathomable.

What makes people's hearts tremble even more is that this man exudes an indescribable and unparalleled spiritual appeal, especially his eyes, which flash with incomparable spirit and are filled with deep and vast wisdom and aura.

. Those eyes are extremely passionate, full of curiosity and deep love for life.

The man smiled slightly, showing his beautiful white teeth, and took a deep look at Yang Xingzhou.

Both of their bodies were shaken at the same time.

After Yang Xingzhou was glanced at by him, his mind and memory began to regress uncontrollably. Starting from the memory at this time, scenes of memory flashed in his mind like lightning. In an instant, they went back to when he suddenly appeared in Windward Canyon and witnessed Pang Xingzhou.

The scene where Madara confronts Li Ruohai when he first arrives in this world.

When the memory reaches this point, it stops.

The only thing left in Yang Xingzhou's memory was a white light and a purple energy, which were the "essence" of the strange power that sent him to this world. Usually, Yang Xingzhou was completely confused as to what power was sending him to these small worlds.

Here, even when his whole body was wrapped in white light mist and he was traveling through it, he watched with wide eyes and tried to sense it, but he still couldn't understand the reason and reason.

But now after being glanced at by the man opposite, the power that took him through the small world suddenly appeared in Yang Xingzhou's mind.

It turned out to be two strange lights, one white and one purple. The origin of this light was beyond Yang Xingzhou's ability to guess.

It was these two lights that blocked the backward flow of Yang Xingzhou's memory and preserved many of Yang Xingzhou's secrets.

"Depend on!"

Only then did Yang Xingzhou understand what had just happened. The monk in front of him actually looked through his own memory at the moment when their eyes met!

Yang Xingzhou had seen countless masters in his life, but this was the first time he encountered someone with such terrifying methods. He was filled with shock and anger, his eyes flashed with lightning, and the sword at his waist instantly appeared in his hand, and he shouted in a low voice: "Yingyuan, guess what?"

Can I do what Li Ruohai couldn't do at first?"
Chapter completed!