On the fate of admitting the wrong gender

ghost world.

Fengdu.

Xiao Qing was dealing with official business, and a group of ghost girls acted as maids, serving her in silence.

Three months ago, Fengdu completely waged war with Guangling. Yang Heng thought he was sure of victory, but was surrounded and killed by other kings of hell, and all his men were emptied. After less than four days of fighting, he was completely discouraged and fell into a complete trap.

But Fengdu's move is like pouring a drop of water into a pan of oil. The ghost kings, who have long been dissatisfied with the division of spheres of influence, are not willing to let it go. A pack of wolves is waiting around, ready to divide Fengdu into nine parts.

Now that riots are on the verge of breaking out, those who are a little more sensitive have discovered that this was deliberately done by someone.

Yang Heng was the same, he struggled for three months, and finally completely surrendered to Phoenix, in order to save his life.So Fengdu, the core of Ghost Domain, just changed its owner.

On the second day of seizing power, Xiao Qing opened Fengdu's door wide and invited Yan Luo from the ten directions to a banquet.

That is today.

"Continue the fragrance."

"Yes."

The maid stepped forward and replaced it with new spices.

The study room was deserted and deserted. After three months, the original semblance of popularity here had long dissipated. There was still a plate of green grapes on the desk, but there was no one to patiently coax.

Xiao Qing quickly finished processing one volume and started a new one.

Compared with the sub-body, the main body is more prestige, and the emotions are shallower and colder.Although the two are both in the void stage, their avatars have not been robbed by lightning, they just advanced together according to the rules, and their strengths are not at the same level.

Inappropriately speaking, the avatar is more like Mu Qiwu who has taken off her skirt.

Suddenly, Xiao Qing's eyes moved, and the corners of her lips raised slightly.

He was still looking at the file, but his thoughts deviated, and he went thousands of miles away, warmly hugging his shoulders with his hands.

Those hands seemed to climb onto his body through the vast sea and wasteland, and the person who was thinking about it day and night was also within reach.

"Senior Xiao..."

The person in his arms woke up.

They slept together in the same bed last night, Xiao Qing just got the sweetness, so she didn't want to leave, and hugged her lazily.He has never had such a time, when Fang Yuan glanced at him for a moment, it was like a poison soaked in honey, which made him reluctant to let it go.

"Senior, you should go. We will be kicked out after a while when others find out."

The boy said so, but his waist was soft, his breath was moist, his calf was bare, and he was hiding under the quilt naked, with his arms still unconsciously around his neck.

The body is hot and hot.

A pair of pupils looked at him quietly, full of his shadow.

He kissed it again.

……

……

Mo Xiaofan was pawing at the door, but after pawing for a while, he jumped away without hesitation.

In the room, Xiao Qing was finally kicked out of bed.

He laughed sullenly. He was dressed in a long robe, and his long hair was in half a bundle. He leaned on the side of the bed and leaned over, looking lazy and casual.

"I didn't mean to."

The boy behind the bed curtain ignored him, a strand of hair fell down the edge of the bed, clutching the corner of the bed to prevent him from coming in.

He just made him cry on purpose!

After a while, a hand poked out from inside, holding a purple belt in it.

"Senior Xiao, your belt."

Xiao Qing smiled lightly and took that hand.

But Fang Yuan broke free.

The meaning is very obvious, Xiao Qing can only leave.After he left, Fang Yuan slept for a while, then got up again, and took Mo Xiaofan to the Sutra Pavilion.

There are several Buddhist scripture pavilions in Fanyin Temple, the largest one is underground, and it is not easy to let people in.In addition, there is also the Small Sutra Pavilion, which contains rubbings of Buddhist scriptures and classics, which can be borrowed at will as long as you pay a little Lingzhu.

Fang Yuan went to the Xijing Pavilion, and the host of Donglin arranged for him a teacher here to take him to practice.

A very young monk in white.

At that time, the autumn sun was just right in the afternoon, and the Buddhist scriptures on the bookshelves in the room were shrouded in faint sunlight.A branch of red maple leaned over from the window sill, lining the monk's white cassock as clean as snow.

With a clear face and gentle eyes, he was sitting by the desk holding a bamboo slip, and looked towards Fang Yuan:

"The person the host is talking about is you."

Fang Yuan looked at the dense ring scars on his fingers, his eyes moved slightly: "Disciple Fang Yuan."

The monk said softly: "The poor monk's dharma name is Kongming."

Fang Yuan: "You are Master Kongming."

At the Wuzhou Grand Meeting, Fang Yuan learned from Li Qian that there was once a Taoist genius in the Xianzong of the Shangqing who was determined to become a Buddha.He was very interested, so he went to look it up, and only then did he know the dharma name of that god-man,

It is Kongming.

The reasons why he escaped into the Buddhist sect were very complicated, some said it was because of love, some said it was because he was completely disappointed with Zhongtu Dazong, but it is undeniable that he was restrained by Buddhism and Taoism, and everyone at that time was happy to see him become.

Because he is a half-demon and chaotic body, he practiced the way of killing, and before he became a Buddha, he washed thousands of miles with blood and caused a drought in the southern land for several years. Tens of millions of mortals starved to death because of him.

for great evil.

"If you have never been in touch with Buddhism and Taoism before, you should start with these. Read it slowly, understand it as you like, and don't pay attention to the others."

Perhaps because he had practiced Taoism before, Kongming's professors were very targeted, and what Fang Yuan was given were things common to Buddhism and Taoism, which would not be too difficult for him to accept.

However, it is necessary to start from the beginning to record some scriptures that are strange and miraculous.

"This is the story of the Buddha's enlightenment under the Fusang." Kong Ming unfolded the scriptures and taught him every word, "Look."

There is no Sakyamuni in this world, but there are still Buddhas, but they also enlightened under the tree.

Fang Yuan became interested and studied hard.

"Buddha's common name is Chen Tong. He was originally a first-class beggar. He traveled around and did not ascend until he passed away. Instead, he stayed in the world."

"One day, he rowed a wooden boat and came under the hibiscus tree, and asked: 'If you separate the branches and leaves, everyone will become a fairy, and there will be no more pain in this world, won't it be complete?'"

Fang Yuan: "Then how will Fusang answer?"

Kongming bent his lips: "Fusang said: I don't know, I'm just a tree."

Fang Yuan thought it was a little funny.Kong Ming continued: "The Buddha was shocked after hearing this, and immediately sat under the hibiscus tree for nine days."

"Then he attained the Tao?" Fang Yuan continued.

"Yes, but not completely," Kong Ming shook his head. "He sat for nine days and was on the verge of starving to death. Fusang gave him a sip of the juice, which allowed him to transcend his mortal body and be able to preach."

He said with a smile: "If you can't figure out the troubles in this world, you will never be able to figure it out. If you are not perfect, you will never be perfect. Such repeated reincarnations, people can only be redeemed for a moment when they are in the pain of life and death."

Fang Yuan's focus is on something else: "Can you become a fairy if you get the branches of Fusang?"

Kongming asked back: "Do you know Shenmu Muxin?"

If you get a branch of Fusang, you can transcend reincarnation, and if you get the heart of Fusang, you can immediately ascend in the daytime.

Back then, the ancient gods gave up their power and avoided the catastrophe of conferring gods by becoming immortals, but other demons and demons from the three realms were not so easy to mess with.

In order to avoid the punishment of heaven, they frantically flocked towards the extreme north. The demons also bred giant beasts like the giant hyena swallowing dog, just to bite off the roots of the hibiscus tree.

The Buddha took his disciples to the demon realm to suppress the monsters, and finally left the Ten Thousand Buddha Cave full of corpses.

But the results are obvious.

Fang Yuan thought of the rotten giant tree he saw at the end of the Nai River, and sighed in his heart.

Kongming sighed: "After Fusang was cut off, Phoenix committed suicide and died in Huangquan."

……

……

Fang Yuan was fascinated by reading the Buddhist scriptures, and he was still in the Xijing Pavilion until midnight.

Mo Xiaofan has already gone back, he also studied all afternoon, and at night he will meditate in his room and practice the exercises.

It can be said that he is very diligent.

As Fang Yuan read it, he flipped through the scroll he used to take notes during the day, and compared the scriptures to read the words.

At this moment, a pair of hands suddenly stretched out from the back of his waist, wrapping him in his arms.

It's Xiao Qing.

He didn't know when he came in, and his body was still cold, as if he had just come out of some ice cave, sitting behind him.

"Senior," Fang Yuan earnestly said, "This is the Sutra Pavilion."

Xiao Qing hummed, and buried her head on his neck: "Just hug him for a while."

Fang Yuan just followed him, leaning on him to read a book, the cold air on his body quickly dissipated and turned into warm heat, hugging him, it was very comfortable.

Xiao Qing's voice was low: "You are watching "Twelve Dependent Origins"."

Fang Yuan nodded: "Some places don't."

"Where do you not understand." Xiao Qing picked up the scroll, he had been familiar with the scriptures since he was a child, and these obscure Sanskrit words were nothing to him.

Fang Yuan pointed out that he didn't know how to do it, and Xiao Qing explained it in detail. In terms of understanding and comprehension, he was no less than Kongming.

At the same time, he also discovered that Fang Yuan's talent in Buddhism and Taoism is indeed not low, he seems to be ignorant, but he understands everything.Xiao Qing hugged him tighter, and after a while, he said: "When do you plan to accept Mo Xiaofan as an apprentice."

Fang Yuan was not surprised that he could guess, and replied: "I have to prepare a gift for him." There is no way to accept apprentices casually, at least there must be a ceremony to show that you value it.

Xiao Qing is the same, he has been picking the right magic weapon these days.

At this point, he clasped the boy's hand and placed it flat in front of the two of them.

Fang Yuan: "?"

The next moment, a burst of golden energy came from the palms of the two of them, and the scalding heat erupted. Fang Yuan's palm was burned for a moment, and he curled up instinctively.

But Xiao Qing buckled it firmly and didn't let him shrink back.

Gradually, on the back of Fang Yuan's hand, a golden ancient character appeared, which was the same as the ancient character when "Mu Qiwu" opened the mustard space.

"Senior, what is this?"

Xiao Qing still clasped his hand, and said in a low voice: "You can take a look at your storage ring, what has changed?"

Fang Yuan was taken aback for a moment, and sank his consciousness into the storage ring. At this moment, his whole body went into a daze——

Xiao Qing connected his storage ring with her own.

Originally, there was an extra passage in Bailaiping's space, and when one entered through it, one came to Xiao Qing's storage space.

His storage ring is not a simple storage ring, but a mustard world, shrouded in gray mist, with endless space, full of spiritual treasures that can drive countless monks crazy.

The top-quality spirit crystals that are as tall as a person are only suitable to be piled on the ground, and a large piece was broken by something, but there is no need to feel bad, because these top-level spirit crystals have already spread into a sea, colorful, just like Skittles.Those who were lucky enough to be placed on the shelf were all arrays, pills, magic weapons above the ground level, and the mysterious level was very rare. ", "Suan Tianzhu" and other legendary spirit treasures.

Just the place where the cabinets are placed is bigger than Qingxia Peak.

And in the east, there are many spiritual plants planted and preserved with spiritual soil, making people dazzled and scalp numb.

This is the treasure house passed down to the heirs by the Yan Dynasty, and it is also Xiao Qing's private treasury.

Xiao Qing: "You can use the contents as you like, you and I are one, from now on, I will not hide anything from you."

Compared with Yan Dynasty's previous wealth, these are only a drop in the ocean, and he still feels that Fang Yuan has been wronged, but at the most a hundred years, he will take back Beizhou.

Fang Yuan stared at him blankly: "Really, you won't lie to me?"

"real."

Xiao Qing repeated: "My heart for you is never fake."

It's just that sometimes it's very interesting to tease teenagers.

But he will never allow others to neglect him or take advantage of him.

Fang Yuan's eyes were clear: "Then I'll give you a chance to chase after me."

When he said this, there was no haze on his face. Those sorrows and pains could only leave a puddle in his heart, but they could not drown out his most essential gentleness.

He knew that Xiao Qing was domineering and ruthless, and those who couldn't get it might get it even if they were tied.

He doesn't like it, but he doesn't want to fight fiercely, to hurt others and himself.

He wanted to slowly let Xiao Qing know what he was like.

Equal love, how to get along, how to accompany.

Xiao Qing smiled lightly and said, "I obey, Boss Fang."

……

Lips and tongues intertwined, Fang Yuan was hugged more and more tightly, in a haze, he saw the deep tenderness in Xiao Qing's eyes.

Then, he was placed on the desk and his legs were folded.

"Borrow it again."

The author has something to say: At this time a lost handsome boy passed by:

Xie Qingshu: Take out the map jpg, I must have returned to the sect, so let's look for it.

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Old Xiao likes Fang Fang very much, he is just cheap, and he is uncomfortable on the verge of breaking up if he doesn't tease him.

Bird temper ╮(╯▽╰)╭

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