On the fate of admitting the wrong gender

This is the first time Fang Yuan has seen the power of thunder, the wind and clouds move, thousands of miles of forbidden land, the whole ghost is shrouded in the bewildered "twilight".

Just like the real Yangshi.

Many ghosts were attracted by this beautiful scenery, couldn't help stretching out their hands, but when the thunder struck the next moment, such fantasies turned into nightmares——

"Ray is coming, Ray is coming!"

"what--!!"

Ghosts crying and wolves howling, shrill screams resounded through Fengdu, the edge of the robbery cloud was brilliant golden, and the power of the blasted Tao was far beyond imagination, the aftermath was thousands of feet wide, and a dazzling "sun" rose directly in the ghost land.

No matter how high or low the cultivation level is, they are all like ants under the punishment of heaven.

Some of the humble ghosts with a fluke mentality disappeared in an instant, while more hid in the enchantment or the underground palace.Fengdu had previously issued a blockade order not to allow them to escape, and they did everything they could to protect themselves.

Only Fang Yuan did not enter the underground palace, but climbed up to the attic alone, looking at the distant sky and feeling.

It is very good for him to witness the monk's transformation.

There is no trace of ghost in the whole Feng, only the sound of thunder and thunder can be heard in the ear, and the dust is flying and the sand is flying, which is shocking and magnificent.

Fang Yuan took a sip of wine to strengthen his courage.The human race is indeed the darling of heaven, as long as they don't risk their lives and approach the center rashly, Guan Lei will only suffer minor injuries at most, which is nothing compared to the improvement of their mood.

Thinking that he would be struck by lightning like this in the future, Fang Yuan couldn't help but feel a little desolate.

This is just Yu Wei, if it is really in the center of Thunder Tribulation, I don't know how terrible it will be.

Moreover, after the catastrophe of transformation, there is also the catastrophe of ascension. The Mahayana period that can truly become a fairy and ascend is not one in a million. It is conceivable that cultivation is difficult.

Compared to Fang Yuan's calmness, King Fengdu gritted his teeth, and Beng's face froze.He and all the ghost generals hid in the underground palace and dared not go out, let alone send people to the gate of death and life to investigate.

As the ghost king, the suppression he received was hundreds of times stronger than the ghosts outside, and he was still able to stabilize his cultivation at this time, which was quite good.

……

This colorful thunder disaster lasted for three days.

In the middle, 49 thunderbolts struck down uninterruptedly, swiftly and eagerly, hardly giving the people who crossed the catastrophe any chance to breathe.

The last thunderbolt was hundreds of feet long, and the moment it landed, all the ghosts and monsters in the ghost world shuddered and lost all sense.

With such power, the people who cross the catastrophe are afraid that there will be no scum left.

King Fengdu also thought so. It seems that the law of heaven cannot tolerate the rebirth of the phoenix, and it must be dealt with before it completely nirvana.

This is really good.

However, just as he breathed a sigh of relief, an auspicious sound sounded from the sky.

The colorful clouds gradually opened, and the divine bird passed through the boundary between Yin and Yang, hovered over Fengdu, and then landed on the eaves of the royal capital one by one.At the same time, an ancient and lingering breath revived underground, pulsating like breathing, making the ghost feel chills in his heart.

This is the oppressive force from Taoism. Even if his cultivation level is higher than that of the newborn phoenix, he is destined to be reduced to the lower class.

King Fengdu's face turned bitter: "...Let's go, follow me to meet Phoenix."

All the ghosts tremblingly followed Fengdu King down the Yellow Spring Stairway, where there were still traces of thunder and a piece of gold, they walked carefully, and after a lot of effort, they finally came to the gate of death and life.

Sure enough, the gate has long been blasted into slag.

It was dark inside, and there was no light at all.

The King of Fengdu bent down: "We, the servants of Fengdu, are here to welcome the ancestor god."

The phoenix is ​​an ancient divine bird, and it can bring the distance closer by calling the ancestor god.

There was still no response inside, and it took a long time before the sound of cloth rubbing was heard.Someone came out from the gate of life and death, with restrained and unfathomable breath.

All the ghosts raised their hearts and looked even more respectful.

The visitor was dressed in dark purple clothes, with a purple fan and black hair, and was as graceful as a peony.

He had a careless smile on his face, and there was a mole of tears under his eyes, but his demeanor was cold and dignified.Seeing the sideways eyes of King Fengdu, he called out his previous name: "Yang Heng."

This time, the king of Fengdu was truly terrified.

Ghosts are the most taboo to be known by people's names. Since he succeeded, he has killed all the people who know his name.

Xiao Qing turned her flute: "Lead the way."

King Fengdu could only clean up his expression and lead him the way. For this reason, he gave up all his favorite other palaces, let Guiji clean them up, and rearranged them according to the taste of Phoenix in ancient books.

There are many human objects among them, exquisite and gorgeous to the extreme.

With all his troubles, nothing happened in the end, Fenghuang stayed in the other palace, lived in seclusion, and didn't bother him.

But this was far from enough. What Yang Heng wanted was that Fenghuang would stand by him and escort his rule, so he repeatedly urged his subordinates to go find a beauty, and must please Fenghuang.

……

In the extravagantly furnished palace, incense curls up.

Xiao Qing half sat on the bamboo slum, with one knee bent, playing with a simple round mirror with one hand.

Half a quarter of an hour ago, the handwriting appeared on it: [Little Junior Sister, are you there? ]

A meaningless and slightly tense sentence.When Xiao Qing closed her eyes for a while, she could imagine the mood of the young man scratching his heart and liver and finally writing in a dull mood.

He has always liked beauties who are well-informed and interested, but now he suddenly realizes that youthfulness also has its own attractiveness.

It's addicting.

His eyes were dark, but he didn't respond, he just stroked the frame with his fingertips until the round mirror completely lost its temperature.

He knew that Fang Yuan had already put away the round mirror.

……

Fang Yuan did put away the mirror, looking depressed.

Little Junior Sister has been in seclusion for too long this time, and he misses her so much.The only good news is that the Hungry Ghost Festival is not far away now, just six days later, when the gate of ghosts opens, he will go out and go back to Zhongtu to meet Mu Qiwu soon.

And Xie Qingshu, the bergamot is still with him.

Fang Yuan honestly meditated in the inn, but at the same time, King Fengdu tore up countless portraits.

"Too monster, look for it again!"

"Too charming, look for it again!"

"Too dull, look for it again!"

"Vulgar fans, look for it again!"

The ghost servant underneath was miserable, so he picked up the portrait and Nuonuo retreated.

King Fengdu was in a very bad mood. Two days ago, he sent a group of beautiful ghost girls to other palaces as maids. dripping blood.

But people went in, but they really became maids, Fenghuang was not salty or tasteless, and he didn't even give her a glance.

At this moment, a ghost attendant walked in with joy: "Your Majesty, there is good news. A human cultivator was found in Fengdu, and he is alive!"

King Fengdu immediately said: "Speak in detail."

The ghost servant immediately explained the cause and effect clearly. It turned out that the owner of an inn discovered it first. Even though the monk acted very cautiously, he still smelled it late one night.The smell of the furnace can't be suppressed, although it is shallow, it is the best.

Later, he heard the news that the king of Fengdu was looking for beauties from nowhere, so he hurriedly reported it, asking for 500 years of incense.

King Fengdu said: "As long as it is useful, let him choose - send someone to arrest immediately, the monk's cultivation level should not be low, tell Wang Feng to go!"

Wang Feng is one of his generals, he is not afraid that the monk will run away.

Fang Yuan didn't know that someone was going to arrest him to become a male favorite, so he was still meditating in the inn.

He found out that the situation was wrong when he was in the child - a formation was formed outside the inn.

Fang Yuan's reaction was extremely quick, and he wanted to crush the teleportation talisman immediately, but this enchantment was specially made for the teleportation talisman, so this time his talisman paper didn't work, but instead leaked space fluctuations, exposing himself.

The coercion acted as a hood, trying to hold him back at the first moment, Fang Yuan erected Shui Qinglian to resist, his dantian was running wildly, and he jumped out of the window sill without hesitation.

Instead of being locked in the urn to catch the turtle, it's better to take a gamble and fly out. As long as he leaves the barrier, he can crush the teleportation talisman!

But this kind of hope was completely shattered after Dongxu Ghost Cultivator appeared.There is more than a natural moat between the entrance to the teacher's cave, Wang Feng pressed backhand, all ghosts came out, and pushed Fang Yuan to the ground.

Even if there is resistance, it is nothing more than troublesome to him.

It's been a long time since I met a monk who can hold his breath under the pressure of the cave. The vines he summoned are all kinds of vines, and the aura can restrain him naturally. If he grows up over time, his achievements will definitely not be low.

Pity.

Wang Feng fed the young man the elixir that disintegrated the spiritual power of his dantian, and seeing his internal colic, he didn't say a word, and sighed: "It's your bad luck, and you have to come to Fengdu at this time. Time is fate. , it is your chance to serve that lord."

If he does double cultivation, he can also get a lot of benefits.

Wang Feng had already torn off Fang Yuan's disguise, and at that time he had a premonition in his heart that this must be what Fenghuang liked.

Too pure, too fresh.

Fang Yuan was caught in the secret room of the king's capital. Because he is very special, he enjoys the treatment of a single secret room.The multi-person secret room next to it is full of beauties collected from various places. There are men and women. Unlike Fang Yuan, they all have happy faces and are fully prepared to serve.

Fang Yuan will be given pills every day, and only in the evening can he wake up for a while.

His storage ring was searched, and even the teleportation talisman sewn in a very private place was not spared. The maids picked him up and checked him from beginning to end.

Then they put him in a thin gauze, barefoot, wearing a ring of bells, and lay on a couch covered with cushions.

"..." Fang Yuan was helped up again, a cold hand pinched his chin, and with a little force, he swallowed the elixir.

The maids moved gently, for fear of hurting him, because every part of him belonged to another man.

Such "kind treatment" made Fang Yuan feel extremely humiliated. He would rather be beaten than be washed and sent to someone else's bed.

...a great shame.

In order to stay awake, Fang Yuan tried his best to recite the Qingxin Jue and Tao Te Ching in his mind, and even bit the tip of his tongue, but without exception, he would still be fainted by the drug and fell asleep unconsciously.

After three days like this, when he was only one day away from Zhongyuan, he finally saw another person.

The king of Guangling, Gaozhang.

The corner of his black robe was in Fang Yuan's hand, looking at the unconscious young man, King Guangling sighed softly: "Why bother."

The ghost attendant who brought him said: "Wang Jia confirmed it? Is it him?"

"Well," King Guangling nodded, "it is indeed him."

He squatted down beside Fang Yuan, with a low voice: "I have exchanged you with King Fengdu, you are willing to go with me."

Gao Zhang followed all the way to Fengdu, and he paid a lot of bargaining chips to replace the young man from Yang Heng's hands.It even includes part of the Guangling world.

"You don't have to worry, I won't force you until you accept me."

This seems to be a good way, but as long as Fang Yuan agrees, Gao Zhang will never let him leave Guangling again.

Fang Yuan's eyes moved, he didn't speak, but slowly raised his hand.

The hand was quickly grasped.

The corner of Guangling King's lips raised slightly: "Okay, I will take you away."

The author has something to say: [Small Theater·Ghost King’s Career]

Yang Heng picked up the notebook and tried hard to make plans:

1. The boss is very strong.

Solution: please him.

2. The boss is so beautiful.

Solution: catch beauties.

3. The boss likes to hang on to the pure.

Solution: Grab the pure beauty.

4. The boss has a first love.

Solution: Take away his first love.

Xiao Qing: Play one slowly?

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Fang Fang mistakenly enters the later dungeon, unfortunately, he will also become stronger!

感谢在2021-06-26?01:51:55~2021-06-27?03:19:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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