Fast travel: the 101st be

The devil-killing banquet is held in the devil's palace, with good food and wine to welcome, accompanied by singing and dancing.

At first, everyone thought that the Banquet of Killing Demons was actually a grand banquet, and no one wanted to come, but if they didn't come and destroy Lord Buddha, their sect might be wiped out on the spot.

After a few sessions, it was discovered that Lord Po Buddha really only invited them to drink, drink and eat, so he gradually went with the situation.

It's just that even so, few people in the righteous way have seen the true face of Lord Po Buddha.

Because the magic palace is so big that people in the palace can hardly see the people sitting at the end of the main hall.

He never came down to participate, and left everything to the manager. He sat alone at the end of the hall, as if he was not interested in the hustle and bustle here, but he seemed to need this hustle and bustle to accompany him.

Every year, the young cultivators come to see the world with their masters, and they all have a common feeling that Lord Pofo held this devil-killing feast not for coercion, but simply to find some people to accompany him.

After toasting with a fellow Taoist from another sect, Ling Ye put down his glass and looked through the layers of sleeves of the dancer and the dark curtain behind, only to vaguely see a person sitting at the end, and he couldn't see his figure clearly.

The man sat for a while and then quietly left, leaving the seat empty.

Ling Ye turned his head and took a sip of his wine.

Ling Ye was placed in the upper class room, as if he really just came to attend a special banquet.

Just before midnight, there was a little commotion outside.

Ling Ye opened the door to look, and found that some charming women gradually came out of the downstairs rooms, but there was no movement in the other rooms.

Where is the woman from?When did you enter the house?Why did you enter the house?Why did you leave the house?

Ling Ye chose not to see anything, and closed the door.

Just turned around, but saw a white figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

When I saw Cheng Yan again, he was not much different from the past, he was still dressed in a white robe, three thousand black hair was casually combed into a bun behind his back, his face was paler than before, a bit more sinister, and he looked lazy and sick.

"What is Lord Qingyang looking at?" It was still that frivolous and undisciplined attitude.

This person appeared so suddenly that Ling Ye couldn't answer immediately, while digesting the surprise, he suppressed another unexplainable emotion in his eyes.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Cheng Yuan took a step closer and looked straight up. Near the mausoleum, he could almost see the tails of his slightly raised eyes, with a natural tinge of vermilion, looking evil.

"I haven't seen you in half a decade, did Lord Qingyang miss me?"

Ling Ye took half a step back unconsciously, and went around the process willing to go in, "Why are you here?"

Cheng Yuan turned around with a smile, and walked in with him, "I'm bored, I'm here to chat with you."

"You are the Lord of the Buddha."

"You can also treat me as the previous He Yuan."

"Don't dare."

"Why don't you dare, besides, didn't Lord Qingyang already know about it?"

Ling Ye had already sat down and poured a cup of tea for the two of them respectively, but he didn't call Cheng Yuan over and drank his own.

Cheng Yuan sat down beside him, playing with the small tea set in front of him.

"Not only did you know, but you dared to order Po Buddha Lord to take off his shirt, and you dared to press his wound hard, why didn't you say you didn't dare?" Cheng Yuan raised his chin habitually, "Huh? Who gave you that?" How dare you?"

"It's Ling who has blind eyes, so he offended him."

He said he was offended, but the expression on his face was completely different.

Cheng Yuan was not annoyed either, "I didn't expect you to come. I thought this Lao Shizi banquet was boring, but when I left, I found an acquaintance who I was thinking of sitting in the corner."

"Master's order, I dare not disobey."

Although Cheng Yuan was noncommittal, he did not expose it, "What were you looking at just now?"

"I saw a woman from the demon world coming in and out of the door of the cultivator."

"Well, then what?"

Ling Ye looked at him without speaking, but there was obvious reproach in his eyes.

"Hmm, I see, Lord Qingyang thinks that I deliberately let the seductive women of the demon world harm your righteous young cultivators, don't you?"

Ling Ye didn't answer, he acquiesced.

Cheng Yuan casually said, "That's right, I gave them a girl for every adult and unmarried young cultivator. These monks are used to abstinence. Am I helping them relieve stress?"

"absurd."

"If you have the heart, even if I don't send them off, you may not be able to calm down and practice the Tao. If you don't have the heart, why worry that you won't be able to sit still?"

The reproach in Ling Ye's eyes had turned into anger.

Cheng Yuan used to add fuel to the fire, "But, Mr. Qingyang, didn't you realize that there is no girl in your room?"

"Do you know why?" Cheng Yuan looked at him with a smile.

"It's getting late, Lord Po Buddha should go back and rest." Ling Ye got up and gave the order to evict guests.

Of course, Cheng Yuan was not that obedient, and within a second of making a gesture, he was already lying on the couch in Lingye, with his body sideways and his head propped on one hand, like a picture of a beauty lying on a couch.

Ling Ye frowned, and sat back again, as if he was going to sit on the stool all night, determined not to collapse on it.

Cheng Yuan thought it was funny, where did he go without fear that night?

"Mr. Qingyang, Sangu's bed is not the same as your hard bamboo bed in Biluo. Don't you want to come up and lie down?"

Ling Ye didn't listen, folded his arms, closed his eyes, and prepared to fall into samadhi.

Cheng Yuan made a trick, and Lingye, a big man, was taken to the bed in a second, and lay beside Cheng Yuan, and Cheng Yuan also covered him with a quilt by the way.

"you--"

"Is it because my brain is flooded if I don't sleep in bed?" Cheng Yuan laughed at him.

Ling Ye knew that he couldn't beat this man, so he didn't struggle, just lay down and let Cheng wish to do it.

Fortunately, Cheng Yuan didn't do anything excessive, just lay on the same bed with him, under the same quilt, and propped his head up to talk to him privately.

It's just that his hands were restless, playing with the belt on Lingye's chest for a while, and playing with his hair for a while.

"It's true that those women from the demon world wanted to have sex with young monks, but I didn't send them to them. They wanted to, and some monks actually wanted to."

Ling Ye didn't quite understand, so he looked sideways at him.

"There are many ways of cultivating Taoism, sword cultivation, alchemy cultivation, talisman cultivation, magic cultivation... of course dual cultivation is one of them. Some kung fu methods are beneficial to harvesting yin and supplementing yang. Those women in the demon world can collect yang and supplement yin in reverse, and both directions can be used Diligence, of course, does not rule out that some people are just lustful."

"I have never interfered in these matters. It has become a custom when I find out. Some people may come to me specifically for the girls in the demon world at night."

Cheng Yuan smiled lightly, "I don't believe that Venerable Guixu doesn't know this customary rule. Why, didn't he tell you when he came?"

"Master's way of meditation is not involved in the mundane world."

"Tsk tsk, how was the sweet-scented osmanthus born?"

Ling Ye choked, as if he was being asked.

Cheng Yuan opened up a phantom with a wave of his hand, and the layout of the wing room in the phantom was similar to that of Ling Ye's.

It is the situation in the room of those monks.

The first monk didn't seem to have this intention, and the demon woman didn't bother too much, so she left with her hands.

"This is still like a serious cultivator."

In the second phantom that was opened, some blushing and heartbeating sounds could already be heard, and there were indeed two entangled figures on the bed, but they were also practicing their exercises carefully when they had sex.

"This is for dual cultivation."

The figure in the third phantom was no longer on the bed, and the room was in a mess, from the bed to the floor to the table, the man looked intoxicated and crazy, but the woman was full of disgust, but she also used the true yang in the man to help herself.

Cheng Yuan laughed sarcastically, "This is a piece of trash that you can't even control your waistband."

The scene in the painting is too intense and crazy. Although Lingye has no stress response, he still feels a little uncomfortable. He turned his head to look at Cheng Yuan. He thought Cheng Yuan was watching with relish, because he smiled when he spoke.

But not.

Cheng Yuan's expression was indifferent, as if he was watching two pigs having sex.

The strange feeling in Ling Ye's heart came up again. It was hard for him to imagine that there was such a person who could speak all the world's romantic words and tease your heart throbbing on weekdays, but when he turned around, he seemed to be able to become the world again. The most indifferent person.

Ling Ye couldn't stand it anymore, "Take it."

Cheng Yuan accepted the phantom.

"Mr. Qingyang is still angry with me now?" He was always gentle when talking to Lingye.

"Why deliberately speak nonsense to provoke criticism, and then try to explain it all over again afterwards."

Cheng Yuan's hands were probably tired, so he lay down together, sharing the same pillow as Ling Ye, "I'm teasing you, it's so fun when you're angry."

"boring."

"Does Sanggu look good?" Cheng Yuan suddenly changed the subject.

"It's okay, the scenery is strange but strange."

Cheng Yuan closed his eyes, "If you want, I'll take you shopping tomorrow."

Ling Ye didn't say yes or no, he knew that Cheng Yuan didn't really care about his answer, and he would definitely take him if he wanted to.

There is no sound in the ear, and it seems to have fallen asleep.

Ling Ye didn't dare to look sideways, and lay flat on his back for a long time without falling asleep.

It wasn't until Cheng Yuan turned over and showed him his back that he dared to look sideways.

Cheng Yuan never turned his body back that night, and never got close to Ling Ye again. Ling Ye suddenly felt that Cheng Yuan might be the one who was more reluctant to get close to others than himself.

The person who said to take him to visit Sanggu disappeared early in the morning.

Master and the others took advantage of the Demon Banquet to meet up with fellow Taoists from other sects. Ling Ye was not good at this kind of scene, so he left on his own to explore the strange scenery of Sanggu.

When I got tired of watching, I went to the city for a walk. It was no different from other places, and there was a lot of people talking, young and old, women and children, and it was like a scene of peace and prosperity.

Passing by a wonton stall, I had already walked over, but I heard someone call "Master Shen."

He thought of Uncle Shen that Cheng Yuan had mentioned, and even though he felt that it was not such a coincidence, he still walked in by a ghost.

As a result, there really is such a coincidence in the world.

The old man saw this decent person making insinuations, he hesitated for a long time and only finished the three words 'Po Buddha Lord'.

He smiled, "You mean Auntie?"

Auntie.

It turns out that there are still people in this world who call the Po-Buddhist Lord Aunt who frightens the world.

Ling Ye closed his clumsy mouth, "Yes."

"Yes, Auntie, you often come to my place, are you his friend?"

Ling Ye thought for a while and replied, "Yes."

[The author has something to say: Auntie is actually a very painful little baby, no, old baby hahaha, these people don't live as long as he does. 】