Guo Xuanwu couldn't walk anymore. He looked around and sat down cross-legged behind a bush, his luck confronting the evil fire in his body.

Soon he was sweating all over his body, and a strange and fragrant fragrance wafted out from the sweat, and the inexplicable heat in his body eased slightly.

"I must have been poisoned! When did I get poisoned? Who gave me the poison? How come I didn't notice it..."

Guo Xuanwu was practicing his martial arts while trying hard to recall all the previous events, trying to find some clues. While his thoughts were rising and falling, a carriage came quietly and stopped on the official road fifty meters away.

A slight sound of a body flying through the air was heard, and Guo Xuanwu knew that someone was coming, but at this critical moment of practicing martial arts, he could do nothing and could only hope that the person coming was a friend rather than an enemy.

"Cackle, cluck..."

A very familiar silver bell-like laughter sounded, and Guo Xuanwu was shocked!

"Nima! How could it be such a coincidence? It's actually her..."

"Puff puff!"

Three rays of finger wind were shot on his back, and three acupuncture points were sealed, making him unable to move even a finger!

"Enemies! You ran away before we finished playing last time. I miss you so much!" Han Ying leaned into his ear and breathed like blue.

"Why do you have to pester me? I have no grudges against you..."

Guo Xuanwu suddenly woke up: "Did you poison me?"

"Hehe! You finally understand? This 'soul-eating lovesickness poison' is a unique secret made by the slave family. But the money is expensive, and even the slave family doesn't have much, so you can't escape from the clutches of the slave family!

"

"You...just spare me, I will be competing in the ring in two days..."

"Giggle! Let yourself vent before the competition to achieve the best state. This slave family is all for your own good. This time let's find a fresher and more exciting place to play than the rooftop of the palace!"

"Don't...please!"

"Giggle! It's not up to you to make the decision! The slave family is very lonely and needs your comfort!"

"Beauty! Goddess! Female Bodhisattva! How can you be so mean? Openly in public... Han Huang also knows how to surround it with a curtain..." He really couldn't go on.

"Handsome guy! You really don't understand taste. How exciting is that? How enjoyable is it?"

"Oh my god! Why do I have such a miserable life... I was given over to a little slut... How will I face my lover in the future..."

"Bah! I won't lose a hair or a piece of flesh from you. If you don't tell me, who knows? The slaves are all chasing you, and you're still not satisfied?"

Han Ying picked him up and rushed into the carriage like a gust of wind.

Han Ying looked excited and shouted to the coachman: "Go directly to the 'Ghost Gate Altar'!"

"drive!"

The driver shook his reins, and the four horses pulling the cart immediately spread their hooves and flew towards the northwest, raising dust.

Fifty miles north of Leiyue City is the Shangqing Palace, which occupies a large area and is a medium-sized Taoist temple.

The predecessor of this Shangqing Palace was originally the home of Du Chunyang, the leader of the February Order of the "Yin Yang Demon Sect". After he was bitten to death by Xiao Yinling, the saint of the "Supreme Demon Sect" with a protective spirit snake more than ten years ago, this place was attacked by the Golden Sword.

Occupied by the alliance, it is now used by Zheng Qian to curry favor with the Supreme Being and worship Ying Tianqiong as a sub-altar of the "Ghost Gate".

"Shangqing Palace" is full of young Taoist nuns, all of them are young, beautiful, and pretty. They are all well-read in poetry and books, and they are enthusiastic and generous. It is very popular, especially the literati and elegant people, who come in an endless stream. Let's talk here

The joy of Taoism and classics is not exhausted.

When! When! When...

In the early morning, the deafening bell rang throughout the sky.

Chaotic footsteps suddenly sounded throughout the Shangqing Palace. More than two hundred young Taoist nuns tidied up their appearance one after another. Everyone looked solemn and filed down in an orderly manner in front of a secret underground entrance in the back hall.

The underground palace is very majestic. Twelve stone pillars as thick as two people can hug each other support the roof. Thousand-year torches are hung on the stone pillars for illumination. The ground is paved with jade slabs, which are spotless and bright. Thin hangings hang from the stone walls on all sides. There is a layer of curtains, and densely packed futons are placed on the ground inside the curtains.

More than two hundred Taoist nuns knelt on the ground and worshiped the person sitting at the top. The leader at the front was actually an old woman with white hair and shawl. However, this was not the most surprising. What’s astonishing is the man sitting at the top receiving worship!

He turned out to be a mummy, and it was Han Ying's master - Ying Tianqiong!

One hundred and fifty-seven-year-old Ying Tianqiong was seen sitting on a jade-carved chair with his arms spread out, accepting the obeisances of all the Taoist nuns as if he were the king of the world.

After paying homage, the old monster Ying Tianqiong said in a low and hoarse voice: "All descendants of the 'Huatian' inheritance, please be safe!"

The old woman with chicken skin in the lead was the 'Lao Ji' in Han Ying's mouth. She said respectfully: "Ancestor once again traveled to the mortal world to visit the altar. I wonder if there is any important instruction? Children and grandchildren are all ears to listen to repay the kindness of nurturing!"

"Quack, quack, quack..."

Ying Tianqiong's proud Jie Jie laughed strangely, and the laughter echoed in the hall, shaking the delicate bodies of some little Taoist nuns with weak skills to the point of falling.

"It has been more than two hundred years since our ancestor founded the sect. It has been passed down to the second generation and is at its peak. There are more than a thousand descendants all over the world! But I am getting old after all and can no longer maintain it. Today's special selection The 'dragon species' in the world has inherited the position of the third generation head, and tells all the descendants in the world that they must respect the new head like a master and a husband, and must not disobey orders!"

Like both master and husband, this kind of nondescript argument would be scorned by normal people, but it made the faces of the young Taoist nuns in the audience full of joy, and they all raised their heads in prayer. This shows how powerful the power of faith is!

The rabbit lady looked ecstatic and said loudly: "God bless the 'Ghost Gate', may it prosper forever!"

Ying Tianqiong's ghostly eyes shone brightly, and he said loudly: "Although our sect has only been established for more than two hundred years, if we really want to trace the origin of history, it is far away. The miracle doctor of ancient times Astragalus, he personally tasted all the medicinal herbs in the world and developed the method of aphrodisiac for men. He can be said to be the ancestor of our sect!"

There was a trace of sadness in Tianmo Laoji's eyes, and she said sadly: "Our ghost sect's life-extending skills are unpredictable, and the master's female concubine kung fu is the best in the world, and she can also control her sowing ability at will. ! I don’t have this blessing anymore. I hope that the new head of the family will be able to spread the virtues and spread the rain and dew, so that the ‘farmers’ in the family can carry on the family lineage and complete the sacred mission!”

"Hmph! The status of the leader is so noble, how can you just make up for it and sow seeds at will? If you can't speak, just shut your beak! Even if I favor you every day, you won't be able to lay an egg. Do a good job. Just do your job!"

Lepus Laoji was obedient, nodding her head in agreement.

There was silence in the whole hall, and you could hear the drop of a needle. It was really a strange sect that treated its leader "like both a master and a husband", a paradise in a man's dream!

Ying Tianqiong's eyes were shining brightly, and he yelled angrily: "Bitch! The old debt you made when you were young and secretly had wild animals has not been settled with you! If it weren't for the fact that you are the only remaining centenarian veteran of this sect,

I have cut you into pieces a long time ago as a warning to others! Remember to be careful in your words and deeds in the future, don’t nag like an old hen and make people annoying! Okay, now let’s start the Headmaster Ceremony!

"

Lepus Lao Ji quickly stood up, bent down and said respectfully: "Old Ancestor! Who will you pass on to the third generation of the head? Please make it clear! I can also inform the 'Hua Tian's' all over the world!"
Chapter completed!