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Chapter 230 The Spirit of Wood

As soon as he thought about this, Tang Xuanzang thought to himself, this carriage would not be the exclusive carriage for those hostesses, right? The more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was. In fact, the display inside the carriage was completely decorated according to women's preferences.

When the carriage is moving forward, you can hear the sound of the horse's hooves falling to the ground.

The journey was very stable and without any bumps. Tang Xuanzang leaned on him and fell asleep unknowingly.

I don’t know how long it took, but I heard someone knocking on the window.

"Holy Monk, here." It was the voice of the woman in pink. Tang Xuanzang was slightly shocked and fell asleep. Logically, it would not be like this.

He glanced at a small incense burner on the coffee table, and there was still a slight fragrance. Tang Xuanzang came over and smelled it. It turned out to be a clear rosin. This burning incense has the effect of clearing the mind and calming the mind, which helps people fall asleep.

Tang Xuanzang sat up, smoothed his clothes, adjusted his breathing, and then said, "Well, I'm up."

When he said this, a fair little hand lifted the curtain.

Tang Xuanzang took a deep breath and suddenly wanted to laugh because he suddenly felt a little nervous. This was really wrong.

When he faced Erlang Shen, he was not nervous. He just thought about it and felt relieved. At that time, he was full of anger. Now, in an extremely relaxed environment, Tang Xuanzang didn't know how to deal with it.

This emotion was fleeting, and in one breath, these chaotic emotions were melted. Tang Xuanzang walked off the carriage, and the woman in pink stood beside him, looking as humble as ever.

The carriage seemed to be driven away by someone, leaving the side. Tang Xuanzang stood with his hands behind his back. He raised his head and saw a vermilion gate in front of him with a plaque hanging on it.

The four words "Thorn Manor" have a vigorous and vigorous brushwork.

Tang Xuanzang's feet was a small square that was used to save the fire with pebbles. The door of the manor slowly opened. The woman in pink hurried forward, stood outside the gate, lowered her head, and said no more.

The main door opened, and a marble-paved main road was directly in front of it. Tang Xuanzang stood at the main entrance, crossing the threshold, and standing on both sides of the maids in pink clothes, one by one in five steps, and lined up the road.

The more like this the scene, the more extraordinary Tang Xuanzang felt. Since he couldn't figure it out, Tang Xuanzang simply didn't bother to think about it, but walked in with big strides.

As soon as he entered, the door behind him slowly closed. Tang Xuanzang didn't care and continued to move forward because at the end of the road, there was the place to see guests this time.

After walking a hundred steps, he heard the sound of the guzheng and the flute. The brightly lit palace seemed to have supreme beauty, attracting Tang Xuanzang.

Tang Xuanzang suddenly stopped because he confirmed whether everything in front of him was real. He raised his head and saw the black starry sky full of stars.

If it is a dream, it is also a beautiful dream.

Tang Xuanzang smiled and finally stepped into this building!

The bright lights shine the room brightly. Tang Xuan hid an illusion that he stepped from darkness to light this step.

The dividing line between light and darkness was broken in an instant.

I have been used to seeing fairies and monsters, and I have always fought and killed a lot. When I saw this scene for the first time, Tang Xuanzang's eyes quickly adapted to the bright environment.

What I saw in front of me was a hall similar to entertaining guests. The middle was very empty, with long tables on both sides. In the middle, a woman in green was dancing to the music.

Tang Xuanzang was attracted by just one look. The green clothes set off her figure and her jumping body showed explosive movements.

Many times, when you take a look at it, you will be attracted.

The expression of the woman in green changes colorfully, but every expression matches her movements. She frowned, showed infinite sorrow, sometimes she smiled, showed boundless joy, sometimes she looked sideways, and threw a shyness at Tang Xuanzang. She really had a low and gentle shyness, sometimes she looked up angry, showing the tyrannical anger, and sometimes she gently touched her forehead, stroked her arms, drew her eyes and brows, performed delicate and appropriate dressing, and sometimes she stood up, like an excellent archer.

Even if there is no sound, it gives people the feeling that every move will make a snap sound.

She had entered the state of selflessness. She just used all her postures and showed her agile and moving dance postures with her flexible limbs and facial features.

Just when Tang Xuanzang thought the dance was about to end, she saw her lower left hand tremblingly transmitted from the tip of her left finger to her shoulder, and from her shoulder to the tip of her right finger.

The silver chain on her hand also vibrated with each other, making a crisp jingle sound, without any intentional behavior, and every movement was natural and smooth, like a white lotus coming out of water.

The most exciting thing is the snake dance. The slight shaking of the neck, the slight trembling of the shoulders, and the flexible wriggling of the waist. Tang Xuanzang was stunned and stared at the waist of the woman in green, unable to move away.

Well, why did the poor monk's thoughts start to become evil? How good would it be if such good flexibility was shown in some aspects.

The sounds of the guzheng and the flute do not end, and the dance seems to not end.

Tang Xuanzang slowly moved his eyes away and looked at the two women playing the song, one wearing a red dress, she was playing the flute, and the other wearing a black dress, playing the guzheng.

The woman in black gently stroked the strings of the piano with her fair hands. As she twirled, there was a tinging sound, which sounded like the falling of a spring or a secluded orchid in the valley. Tang Xuanzang heard the emotions in the song.

Behind the tune, it is vivid and soft, with brighter, crisp, subtle, elegant and simple and elegant.

The lingering sound surrounds the beams, and it lasts for three days. The little thoughts that originally jumped out of Tang Xuanzang gradually faded from the sound of the guzheng. Tang Xuanzang looked at the woman in red again. The sound of her flute was in harmony with the guzheng, and the sound of the ethereal and lonely sound was even more surprising.

Three wise men, one is the flute, one is playing the guzheng, and the other is dancing in response. Red, black and green, and three colors are intertwined. Tang Xuanzang stood there, his heart calmed down. In such an environment, anyone in the world is fascinated by it!

Then, all the sounds disappeared, and the dancing woman in green had already stopped.

The woman in green waved her hand, and all the maids in pink who served on the side retreated. Without waiting for Tang Xuanzang to do anything, several women stepped forward to salute Tang Xuanzang. The woman in green asked first: "The holy monk is here, the little girl is polite."

Tang Xuanzang returned the gift, and the woman in green naturally led Tang Xuanzang to the table. The other two women personally brought food and drinks to Tang Xuanzang. Tang Xuanzang sat down on his own, without surprise, and did not ask.

In this kind of occasion, the focus is on a momentum. Before coming on their own, the three women dance and play, creating such a high-end, atmospheric and high-end atmosphere. It can be said that they are posing a full home posture.

"Several fairies, there is no need to be like this." Tang Xuanzang said lightly: "What I saw just now is very beautiful."

The woman in green had a bit of compassion on her face: "The holy monk, it's really a risk to invite her late-night invitation. It's just that the three of us sisters have no choice but to ask the holy monk for help."

Tang Xuanzang didn't say anything, his eyes swept over the three girls.

The woman in green clothes was smart and immediately said, "The holy monk is not an ordinary person, and we don't hide it anymore. Our sisters are all cultivating grass and trees to form spirits. I am cultivating green bamboo, named Lingzhu, this sister in red clothes is cultivating apricot wood, named Xingxian, and this sister in black clothes is cultivating pine wood, named Yusong. We lowly demons, being able to invite the holy monk to come is a blessing for our hundred years of practice."

Sure enough, they were all demons. Tang Xuanzang was not surprised. He had guessed a few points just now, but he saw that there was no demonic energy on them, and he was just a little surprised.

The three women had something to ask for, and Tang Xuanzang said, "The girls have excellent skills just now. If I can serve me, I will say that."

Lingzhu immediately said, "Saint Monk, I danced so well just now?"

"Of course, the most beautiful side is revealed." Tang Xuanzang praised. He was never stingy in this regard.

Of course, there is another meaning in Tang Xuanzang's words, but he didn't know very well whether the three women listened to it.

Lingzhu is very enthusiastic. It seems to be the leader of the three girls. Xing Xiansheng is beautiful, has a very white skin, and has peach blossom patterns on his forehead, giving people a mysterious feeling.

"Holy monk, if we can save us, the three sisters are willing to serve the holy monks and sentient beings, and will not refuse." Suddenly, the three women knelt in front of Tang Xuanzang and begged to Tang Xuanzang.

Although he knew that the other party had asked for him, he didn't expect that this would happen. He hurriedly said, "Get up, you don't have any blood on you, so you shouldn't have any murder. Tell me! If you have anything, just look for me."

"Xingxian, let's talk about it." Ling Zhu thought of this and lost a wink at the escape.

Xingxian thought for a while and said, "Holy monk, the three of us sisters have been practicing in Jingthorn Ridge for 500 years, and finally have been able to cultivate into human body. However, because the body is a plant and tree, we have never been able to escape from the plant and tree body. Now it has become an obstacle to our three sisters' practice."

"Are you planning to leave the body?" Tang Xuanzang asked again: "This must be considered clearly. You have not been practicing for a long time at present. Once you leave the body, your defense ability will become very weak, and your ability in many aspects will be severely reduced, especially when you face some challenges, when you have the body, you all have the power of a fight, but if you lose the body, you will not be your opponent. Especially if you have not practiced for a long time, you must be considered clearly."

The three women looked at each other without much hesitation, and said in unison: "We have thought it through a long time ago that if we want to go further in the path of practice, we must make choices. Danger and opportunity coexist, so we also ask the holy monk to help."

Seeing that the three goddesses were firm, Tang Xuanzang knew that the cultivation of the grass and tree elves was difficult, so he really needed to do this if he wanted to go further.

Tang Xuanzang helped the three girls up and said, "Let's do this, I will protect you later, and I can protect your body, and it can also be used as a refining object in the future."

In Tang Xuanzang's impression, Qin Qin once said that once he reaches a certain level, he still needs his original body.

The three girls were overjoyed and hurriedly said, "I am not grateful for my kindness! Holy monk, after this matter, we will definitely repay the kindness of the holy monk."

Tang Xuanzang waved his hand and said, "This is your personal opportunity, don't thank me. Besides, your performance just now is already a good gift. This is the best performance I have ever seen."

The three girls were extremely shy. There was no way for them to please Tang Xuanzang like this. They were originally prepared to give up everything, but they didn't expect that this monk would speak so well and many things didn't need to be understood. But the more they did, the more they felt that they had to pay more to repay the monk.

"Take me to your original place." Without further ado, Tang Xuanzang didn't want to delay too much time. Besides, the longer the three stunning beauties begging themselves, the longer the time they delayed, if they couldn't control themselves, wouldn't they have turned from a monk to a silver monk?

Xingxian walked in front, and she had a rich body, but she had the most texture. Such a woman had a unique taste, and the best one was such a woman. Once her body was gentle, she would be even more extraordinary.

Tang Xuanzang couldn't look at it anymore, and he felt that he would have to think too much about it when he looked at it again.

(End of this chapter)
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